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They're in the ignition, silly.
You do know how to drive?
I don't have much experience with a...uh...stick.
Want a lesson?
Now release the brake. And slide the stick into first gear.
Got it.
The first time can be awkward. You just have to get on and try again.
I don't even know if I should be doing this. It's a very expensive car.
It's your car. These are all your cars.
Some of them have to be automatics.
Your father liked shifting. He said it brought him closer to the engine. "Like a woman, purring with ecstasy."
I'm Ted, by the way. I think I forgot to say that.
I know. I'm Ginger. Miss April.
The one with the horses.
That's me.
I almost didn't recognize you without...you know...that stallion between...your...uh...legs.
Hey, Ted. Wanna go shopping?
Shopping, really? I should tell my friend.
Don't worry. He found the chocolate room.
Hi ho, Silver.
Who exactly ARE you?
What do you mean? I'm Ted Nelson.
And who IS Ted Nelson?
Or do you have a taste for the good life, Ted? It's in your blood.
I always knew there was more. I felt it.
Then remember, you are the heir to a billion dollar empire. You have a staff of literally thousands. Multiply everything you ever imagined by a million and you still can't even wrap your head around everything that is yours. ALL YOURS.
Teddy? I was thinking.
Hmmm?
After graduation...maybe we could go away together?
Whatever you want.
Teddy, I thought we were having a moment here.
Of course we were.
Ted! Do something!
What do you want me to do?
This is humiliating. We're being ejected from a prom!
Hang in there, I'll think of something.
Well?
I guess...I don't know...I guess we should leave if we're not wanted.
We understand your disappointment, Teddy. Christy is a pretty, sexy, provocative, voluptuous... We...uh...we understand your disappointment.
It's my private business! Mine!
I remember spring break of my senior year. Seems like a lifetime ago.
Dad, please.
Grandpa was so strong back then. Working from the crack of dawn. So proud of his peaches.
Remember how you struggled through that whole facts of life talk and then found out I knew more than you?
You're way ahead of me again?
It was the year of the rhizopus rot. Grandpa almost lost the farm. You sacrificed your dream to go to the prize hog festival. And in the end you saved the peaches and you didn't have to slaughter your sow.
The lesson being?
Sometimes you have to do stuff you don't want to do. It's all part of growing up. And it usually works out peachy in the end.
I'm getting so good at this.
You guys are my parents.
Of course we are.
They didn't want me when I was born. Why should I care...
Son.
Well, why should I?
They had a rough life. Your father was a bouncer. Your mother was, well, a twobit stripper. There was no place for a baby.
I guess.
They did do one great thing. They gave us our boy.
Yeah.
Be a sport. How bad could spring break in Los Angeles be?
I guess we could go to Disneyland or something.
Think of it as a rite of passage to manhood.
Like one of those "National Geographic" specials with the topless chicks?
Whatever helps you cope.
I guess it's better than having tribal patterns carved in my face.
There ya go. Always remember, focus on the peach...
...not the pit.
Ted, it's your dad. I have a question for you. I don't know how to put it tactfully. You know I'm lousy with words.
Just say it, Dad.
I know they were simple people, but did this trip help your college fund at all?
Dad, let's just say I can buy anything I want in the whole bookstore. Including the bookstore.
Well, good. Every little bit helps.
Finally, some gratitude.
We're grateful, Ted. It's not that. Those Craftsman tools...they're a dream come true.
But those are our dreams, son. We have to make them come true.
Consider me your fairy godfather, except without the fairy part. No more mealy apples and bruised bananas, ever, for the rest of your lives.
Sorry I
It's okay. You need me?
Your mom said you've been ignoring your chores.
I paid off the mortgage! I ordered that Winnebago you always wanted! Now you're ashamed of me?
You ordered a Winnebago?
THAT is your dream, not mine. My dream is so far beyond anything YOU PEOPLE could even imagine.
Watch your tone, mister.
Why don't you just admit what this is really all about? I'm not your real kid and you can't control me anymore.
Shut your pie hole, Jimmy.
I will not have my boys arguing.
We have a truckload of strawberries arriving on Tuesday morning.
We own a small family grocery store.
We can't accept it. It's much too expensive. Right, dear?
Of course, dumpling. Its very nice of Ted but...
Sweetheart, what is it?
I always wanted Craftsman tools. He even got me the limited edition Buckeye colors.
Oh, honey. We can't accept this extravagance.
Ted, we put a lot of love in our business.
We wanted you and Jimmy to have it someday. Something real and honest.
We love our lives just the way they are.
You have to understand. This was a big shock, for all of us. One minute you're our little boy, of whom we could not be more proud. The next minute you're the owner of this whole pornographic empire.
But that doesn't make you the boss of everything, son.
Don't you see how your self involvement and lack of humility are affecting the whole family?
We're not ashamed of you, Teddy. We don't approve of the magazine or the models or the socalled "flesh parties" you attend. But we can get past all that.
We miss you. We miss our son.

They're in the ignition, silly.

You do know how to drive?

I don't have much experience with a...uh...stick.

Want a lesson?

Now release the brake. And slide the stick into first gear.

Got it.

The first time can be awkward. You just have to get on and try again.

I don't even know if I should be doing this. It's a very expensive car.

It's your car. These are all your cars.

Some of them have to be automatics.

Your father liked shifting. He said it brought him closer to the engine. "Like a woman, purring with ecstasy."

I'm Ted, by the way. I think I forgot to say that.

I know. I'm Ginger. Miss April.

The one with the horses.

That's me.

I almost didn't recognize you without...you know...that stallion between...your...uh...legs.

Hey, Ted. Wanna go shopping?

Shopping, really? I should tell my friend.

Don't worry. He found the chocolate room.

Hi ho, Silver.

Who exactly ARE you?

What do you mean? I'm Ted Nelson.

And who IS Ted Nelson?

Or do you have a taste for the good life, Ted? It's in your blood.

I always knew there was more. I felt it.

Then remember, you are the heir to a billion dollar empire. You have a staff of literally thousands. Multiply everything you ever imagined by a million and you still can't even wrap your head around everything that is yours. ALL YOURS.

Teddy? I was thinking.

Hmmm?

After graduation...maybe we could go away together?

Whatever you want.

Teddy, I thought we were having a moment here.

Of course we were.

Ted! Do something!

What do you want me to do?

This is humiliating. We're being ejected from a prom!

Hang in there, I'll think of something.

Well?

I guess...I don't know...I guess we should leave if we're not wanted.

We understand your disappointment, Teddy. Christy is a pretty, sexy, provocative, voluptuous... We...uh...we understand your disappointment.

It's my private business! Mine!

I remember spring break of my senior year. Seems like a lifetime ago.

Dad, please.

Grandpa was so strong back then. Working from the crack of dawn. So proud of his peaches.

Remember how you struggled through that whole facts of life talk and then found out I knew more than you?

You're way ahead of me again?

It was the year of the rhizopus rot. Grandpa almost lost the farm. You sacrificed your dream to go to the prize hog festival. And in the end you saved the peaches and you didn't have to slaughter your sow.

The lesson being?

Sometimes you have to do stuff you don't want to do. It's all part of growing up. And it usually works out peachy in the end.

I'm getting so good at this.

You guys are my parents.

Of course we are.

They didn't want me when I was born. Why should I care...

Son.

Well, why should I?

They had a rough life. Your father was a bouncer. Your mother was, well, a twobit stripper. There was no place for a baby.

I guess.

They did do one great thing. They gave us our boy.

Yeah.

Be a sport. How bad could spring break in Los Angeles be?

I guess we could go to Disneyland or something.

Think of it as a rite of passage to manhood.

Like one of those "National Geographic" specials with the topless chicks?

Whatever helps you cope.

I guess it's better than having tribal patterns carved in my face.

There ya go. Always remember, focus on the peach...

...not the pit.

Ted, it's your dad. I have a question for you. I don't know how to put it tactfully. You know I'm lousy with words.

Just say it, Dad.

I know they were simple people, but did this trip help your college fund at all?

Dad, let's just say I can buy anything I want in the whole bookstore. Including the bookstore.

Well, good. Every little bit helps.

Finally, some gratitude.

We're grateful, Ted. It's not that. Those Craftsman tools...they're a dream come true.

But those are our dreams, son. We have to make them come true.

Consider me your fairy godfather, except without the fairy part. No more mealy apples and bruised bananas, ever, for the rest of your lives.

Sorry I

It's okay. You need me?

Your mom said you've been ignoring your chores.

I paid off the mortgage! I ordered that Winnebago you always wanted! Now you're ashamed of me?

You ordered a Winnebago?

THAT is your dream, not mine. My dream is so far beyond anything YOU PEOPLE could even imagine.

Watch your tone, mister.

Why don't you just admit what this is really all about? I'm not your real kid and you can't control me anymore.

Shut your pie hole, Jimmy.

I will not have my boys arguing.

We have a truckload of strawberries arriving on Tuesday morning.

We own a small family grocery store.

We can't accept it. It's much too expensive. Right, dear?

Of course, dumpling. Its very nice of Ted but...

Sweetheart, what is it?

I always wanted Craftsman tools. He even got me the limited edition Buckeye colors.

Oh, honey. We can't accept this extravagance.

Ted, we put a lot of love in our business.

We wanted you and Jimmy to have it someday. Something real and honest.

We love our lives just the way they are.

You have to understand. This was a big shock, for all of us. One minute you're our little boy, of whom we could not be more proud. The next minute you're the owner of this whole pornographic empire.

But that doesn't make you the boss of everything, son.

Don't you see how your self involvement and lack of humility are affecting the whole family?

We're not ashamed of you, Teddy. We don't approve of the magazine or the models or the socalled "flesh parties" you attend. But we can get past all that.

We miss you. We miss our son.