06x10 - Fallout

[bunniefuu]

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Before you've ever
done anything important,

we've always discussed it.

No, we haven't, Dad.

A cop's squeaky-clean
daughter never gets "discussions,"

she gets briefings.

Is that why Denise
Nelby left you?

Bobby!

She'll probably be there.

- (HORN BLARING)
- (TIRES SCREECHING)

- The brakes.
- (PEOPLE SCREAMING)

I'm going in.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

MEN: No nukes!
WOMEN: Stop Stepworth!

MEN: No nukes!
WOMEN: Stop Stepworth!

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

Why do we care? Because we dare!

Why do we dare? Because we care!

I can't hear you.

- Because we care.
- We care!

(HORN BLARING)

- (WOMEN SCREAMING)
- (TIRES SCREECHING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Step out of the vehicle, please.

May I see your
driver's license, sir?

Have we broken a law,
Officer Poncherello?

I'm afraid so, Reverend Porter.

I'd like to think that the good
work we do for world safety

might compensate for
certain indiscretions.

Can't do.

You see, in our own way,

we're as concerned
about safety as you are.

Well, you got me there.

Do your best.

All right. I'm gonna have to cite
you for an unsafe lane change.

What a joke. That's
total harassment!

If it was anyone else, he'd
have given us a warning!

You're lucky all you're
gonna get is a ticket.

Hey, let's check out the bus.
Sounds like the brake linings are sh*t.

Yeah, while you're at it,

why don't you sprinkle a
little grass around, huh?

Make it a real hot
ticket, you helmet heads!

- Watch your mouth.
- Hey, stay on the job, all right?

You too, Harry. This is a
big enough hassle as it is.

Hey, Ponch.

Ellen, hi. What
are you doing here?

Same thing as everyone else.

Waiting for you to give us our
ticket so we can get back to our work.

For you, I'll hurry.

(GIGGLES)

- You know one of those creeps?
- Never,

never let the Sarge hear
you call his daughter a creep.

That's Ellen?

Getraer?

Mmm-hmm.

Webster, it is customary to
include your serial number

on all your cites.

The Captain informs me there are
other Websters in the department.

WEBSTER: And I
thought I was one of a kind.

Must be clones.

All right. Can the static.

I got an important
piece of business here.

- Excuse me, Sergeant Getraer.
- Yeah.

I know how busy you
highway patrol officers are,

so before you start,

I would like you to have this personally
compiled list of qualified mechanics,

so you can choose a
replacement ahead of time.

- (LAUGHS) A replacement for whom?
- For me.

I'm leaving my position
as a CHP mechanic

to become Officer Harlan Arliss of
the Los Angeles Police Department.

- Yeah! All right!
- What?

- Harlan, a cop?
- (LAUGHS)

It's what you've always wanted.

Yes, the Los Angeles
Police Department,

an older and more civilized
law enforcement agency.

(GROUP EXCLAIMING)

Who just lowered their
height requirement.

Like I said, more civilized.

(LAUGHTER)

They say when someone
leaves the CHP for the LAPD,

it raises the IQ
of both agencies.

- (LAUGHTER)
- GETRAER: All right, all right.

While we're playing
good news-bad news,

I have the joyous task
of canceling all days off

and vacation time for
the rest of the week.

- (ALL WHINING)
- Aw, Sarge.

Aw, come on, Sarge.

GETRAER: All
right, knock it off.

The Captain informs
me the situation before us

is a maximum deployment
unusual incident.

This UI takes
place at Stepworth.

The defense plant?

Well, I'm glad to see
someone reads the newspapers.

This Monday morning,

new workers are gonna
arrive for the first shift

to assemble a trigger
on a nuclear device.

Anti-nuke groups,
led by a local minister,

a Reverend Porter,
have a picketing permit.

They're gonna try to persuade
the workers not to go to their jobs.

And apply again
for unemployment.

Our job is to protect everyone's
rights, so it's bound to be hot out there.

If they know there's gonna be trouble,
why don't they cancel their permit?

Why don't you take that up with
the Founding Fathers, Nelson?

To gear up for this,

I've arranged for a crowd
control training session.

Recruits from the
academy are gonna help out,

and every one of you
is expected to attend.

All right, let's roll.

- I'll see you later, okay?
- All right.

(PONCH CLEARS THROAT)

What's the beef, Poncherello?
This UI cutting into your social life?

I can live with it, Sarge.

But...

Well, sometimes, people
get hurt at these things.

Yeah, sometimes.

I'd just hate for it
to be your daughter.

What does Ellen
have to do with this?

She'll probably be there.

(SIGHS)

Boy, you'd figure the Sarge
would run a tight ship at home.

Hey, give the man some
heart, Hot Dog, will you?

You don't know what it's like
when your little girl grows up on you.

- You do?
- Hey, believe me, helping my sweet,

beautiful, crazy sister
through high school

about near wore me out.

- Can you imagine being a father?
- (LAUGHS) No.

- (CHILDREN CHATTERING)
- (BELL TOLLING)

- I almost had it.
- Almost?

Man, "almost" only counts in
horseshoes and hand grenades.

Boy, did my throw ever stink.

Inconsistency, Louis. Inconsistency.
That's what kept me from the big time.

All right, go out again.
Long one this time, all right?

Okay.

Go! Long!

Tech Tigers, eat
your hearts out.

(SCREAMING) No! Louis, stop!

- (TIRES SCREECHING)
- (SHRIEKING)

(LOUD THUD)

LA-15-MARY-7 requests an ambulance
on the southwest corner of De Soto Park.

Auto versus pedestrian.

- I didn't see him.
- It's all right, ma'am. We saw it.

Just go back to your car,
we'll be with you in a minute.

Don't be scared,
son. Take it easy.

- What's your name?
- Louis.

Louis. Louis, are you all right?

Hal.

Don't move. It might be broken.

Oh, no.

I caught the ball, Hal!

Are you the boy's father, sir?

No, no. Not yet, anyway.

I'm a friend of his mother.

We don't have to tell her.

Hey, easy, son. All right?

What happened to your back?

Nothing.

Nothing. I fell last week.

Hey, he's just like me.

I used to collect bruises
like bubblegum cards.

Those bruises weren't
caused by any fall.

- Hi.
- WOMAN: Hi.

Hey, Frank.

- Morning, Sarge.
- Morning.

I'd like you to lead our crowd
control training session today.

- You think you can do it?
- (CHUCKLES) Sure. No problem.

Okay, these are the procedures I
want you to cover while I'm gone.

Gone?

Yeah, I've got the morning
off. It's, uh, personal.

Ponch.

Louis Hindel's doctor at
the hospital returned the call.

I just took the message.

Thanks.

The doctor agrees with you.

Louis' marks were inflicted
possibly by a long, wooden object.

Hey, as a veteran
cop to a future cop,

what made you suspect
he was a battered child?

'Cause I've seen
kids like Louis before.

Man, nothing bends me
more out of shape than that.

Hey.

Experience in
the field, of course.

You know, I think a sharp
rookie with a logical mind

could be just as
effective, don't you?

Absolutely.

What are we gonna do about it?

(SIGHS) We can start by
returning this to Louis at the hospital.

HARLAN: That's not what I'd do.

I'd get a search warrant for their
house and find the offending object.

But, of course, with the LAPD,

we have the resources
to be more efficient.

You'll make one
terrific cop, Harlan.

- (CHUCKLES)
- GROSSMAN: Hey, super-cop!

How'd your written test
go? You haven't said a word.

Well, I didn't wanna brag,
but since I got 100 out of 100,

I figured there's
little room for humility.

Hey!

All right!

- Congratulations.
- Thanks.

You know, I figure if I could
squeeze in a physical by this week,

I could be in uniform
by first of the month.

You know, I never did like tan.

The LAPD's look almost
black. It's a much classier color.

- I know what you mean.
- Ah!

(LAUGHTER)

Uh-oh! Look out, it's the
invasion of the little blue men!

Hey, good to see
you, little brother.

I hope you say that
after the training session.

Sergeant Murdock says we're
here to give you guys a workout

for this Stepworth thing.

(LAUGHS) Yeah, the cadets
are gonna be the law breakers.

So expect no mercy.

Whoa! I'm scared,
little boy blue.

(LAUGHTER)

Hey, Rev, believe me.

Hey, I know what I'm doing. They're
fine. I work on my own car at home.

All it took was one
roll of heavy-duty tape

and one can of
heavy-duty brake fluid.

Try them yourself.

Look, Harry, I believe in
miracles as much as anyone,

but the officers said we had
to replace the brake lining.

Yeah, 'cause they know how hard
it is to find parts for this dinosaur.

You feel how tight they are now?

They'll hold till
after Stepworth.

They do feel better.

- Excuse me. Good morning.
- Morning.

Uh, I'm looking
for Ellen Getraer.

Uh, Ellen's in the kitchen.

Just go through the
hall. It's in the back.

Thank you.

Undercover fuzz?

More like a worried father.

(CHUCKLES)

Your mother should see this.

Hi, Dad.

Hi.

I kind of figured
Ponch would tell you.

If I seem amused, it's
because you're the same girl

who used to trade off with her brother to
mow the lawn and take out the garbage

just so you wouldn't
have to do the dishes.

Here. Let me.

Score one for the movement.
See what a good influence it's been?

I have got no objection
to you doing this.

Right. You just don't want me out
there on the lines where it counts.

Do you know the dangers involved

if the Stepworth plant starts
manufacturing that stuff?

Ellen. Ellen, for all we know,

some forms of nuclear
energy may be a blessing.

But, look, I didn't come
here to talk politics.

I just want you to
get the full picture.

It may get very rough
out there on Monday.

We can handle it. Reverend
Porter's been training us for weeks.

Some workers are gonna show
up who haven't had jobs in months.

What are you gonna do then?

I'm not gonna tell
you our strategy.

With my luck, you'll
probably be out there.

I will be out there.

So, please, for my
sake, stay away.

I can't do that.

Ellen,

have you thought of
the problems that...

The problem is
you don't trust me!

Of course I do.

Well, if I seem amused,

it's because you're the same
father who, when I started dating,

would always meet the
boys in the living room

while cleaning your g*n.

(CHUCKLES)

Well, at least they
brought you back by 11:00.

Look, Ellen, before you've
ever done anything important,

we've always
discussed it first, openly.

No, we haven't, Dad.

A cop's squeaky-clean
daughter never gets "discussions,"

she gets briefings.

On the hot issues, all you ever
gave me was the right to remain silent.

That's not true. I always
heard you through.

I really have to finish up, Dad.

All right.

- (WHISTLE BLOWING)
- (MEN CLAMORING)

- (SCREAMING)
- (GLASS SHATTERING)

MAN: You wanna
scrub toilets for me, huh?

(MEN CLAMORING)

(LOUD NOISES ON SPEAKERS)

CHP, you're doing fine.

Remember, no matter what
they yell at you, hold the line.

Come on, cadets, really razz them
now. Razz them. Use your imagination.

CHP, keep the cool!

MAN: Hey, this is
police brutality, pig!

- Pig!
- Pig!

- Hey, this is police brutality, pig!
- Pig!

Come on, hit me, pig.
Earn your blood bucks.

Hey, tall, blonde and brainless.

What's the matter?
Cop's got nothing to say?

Is that why Denise
Nelby left you?

Shut your face, Bruce.

- You remember Denise.
- You're really gonna get it.

The only girl who
ever dumped you.

Bobby!

(STOPS PLAYBACK)

Back up, now. Back off, come on!

Bruce, back off! Come on.

Break it up. Break it up.

Hey, what are you, crazy?

He's not allowed to
say that stuff, Ponch.

Hey, whatever Bruce
said to you, he did his job.

And you just made every CHP in
here look like a goon on the 6:00 news.

Now, the first thing to learn
about crowd control is self-control.

You got that?

Okay, everybody. Let's
take a break. Come on.

You're back awfully early.

I didn't accomplish
everything that I'd hoped to.

Well, here's what
we've covered so far.

Good.

Good. When we start up again,

let's work on arresting
the demonstrators. Hmm?

And if one of them's
your daughter?

You arrest her just like
you would anybody else.

All right, I want the
demonstrators sitting down,

some of you lying down.

You officers, get
ready to haul them off.

(LOUD NOISES ON SPEAKERS)

Come on. Let's move!

Webster.

Act with a little authority
out there, come on.

It's no picnic.

Nelson.

Come on! Look busy.

Come on! This is no picnic!

Cut the smile,
brother backstabber.

You wiped me out in
front of everyone today.

Hey, I kicked at your wheels,
but you lost concentration.

He's right, Hot Dog. That
could be dangerous, you know?

Yeah, well, it
won't happen again.

Great!

It's better to crash during
practice than in the race.

- You should thank me.
- Don't push it, Bruce.

If it's one thing for sure, I
won't meet a demonstrator

who's a bigger jerk than you.

Hey, can we finish this later?

You wait here. Come on.

Either the mother or the
boyfriend is b*ating that kid.

The question is, which one?

I don't think the
boy will tell us.

He might, if he thought
we picked the wrong one.

And if he wouldn't say
anything, we picked the right one.

It's worth a try.

You know, the sad thing
is that most child beaters

were beaten as
children themselves.

Doesn't make any sense.

I didn't say it had to
make sense, partner.

I said it was a statistic.

- Here you go, Louis.
- Thanks, Ponch. It's my lucky one.

Lucky isn't the word.
Miraculous is more like it.

Yeah, well, the doctor says
I should be off the injury list

in time for the play-offs,
didn't he, Mom?

He sure did.

And no more superstar
catches in traffic, right?

Right.

He just got a
little carried away.

Hal really gives a workout.

Louis isn't used
to having a father.

How's your back?

Fine. I need some water.

What's the matter
with your back?

Didn't you know
he fell last week?

No.

No, I didn't.

It was an accident.
It's nothing. Nothing.

You don't have to
lie anymore, Louis.

Somebody hurt you, didn't they?

No! It was nobody!

Even if that person is your
parent, it is still a crime.

Oh, Lord, no!

Can't you just leave
me alone, please?

Can't do, Louis.

You're going to have to come down
to the station with me, Mrs. Hindel.

Why?

- You can't believe that I...
- You're the mother.

No! She didn't do it!

Then tell me who did.

Hal! It was Hal!

Hal?

Louis, why didn't you tell me?

I'm sorry, Mom. I know
how much you love him.

Oh, Baby, you should've
told me right away.

I hate him.

He hits me with
his old college cane.

What college cane?

He keeps it in his golf
bag in the trunk of his car.

He hits me so hard.

- (GASPS)
- (CLATTERING)

Ponch.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

- Hey! What's going on?
- There goes our beater.

(SIRENS BLARING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(SIRENS BLARING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(CRASHES)

Get out of the car.

What are you gonna do to me?

- Not what I'd like to.
- Don't you hit me. Don't you hit me!

I wouldn't touch you
with a 10-foot pole.

NELSON: Chew
gravel, little brother.

BRUCE: Eat my dust!

NELSON: Last lap.
This one's for real.

BRUCE: You're on!

(BOTH LAUGHING)

- Well, that was great. Right, big brother?
- Right.

You sure you didn't
just let me win?

No way. Just so happens that's
the first time you ever b*at me.

All right. I b*at the world motorcycle
speedway champion. (CHUCKLES)

You were drifting too
high in that last turn.

How do I know you were gonna
cut back to the inside so fast?

It was great riding, Bobby.
Congratulations, champ.

Little brother,

how did you get so smart?

Easy, I got an older brother
out there blazing the road for me.

Yeah, that's right.

Yeah. I get to learn
from all your mistakes.

Looks like you
didn't learn much.

You remember the time the pizza-maker's
daughter put the dump on you?

Now, hold on.

Oh, you remember Rosie.
The one with the tough crust.

- You promised you'd never...
- Self-control, little brother.

We're both on duty
tomorrow at Stepworth.

(SIGHS)

Okay, Harlan, let's stand
up straight now, okay?

- All right.
- Right against the wall. Okay, good.

Okay, Kathy.

Put your heels together.

- All right, go.
- Let's see.

5'3" and seven-eighths.
Harlan, you're still an-eighth short.

5'3" and seven-eighths.
Were you standing straight?

- Look for yourself.
- Maybe you shrunk.

Did you shower
excessively this morning?

Hey, that's right. You must be nervous.
Your physical for the LAPD's today.

It's a waste of time.
The tape doesn't lie.

I can't believe it.

Somebody must've stuck a
piece of elastic on the tape.

Nice try.

Sergeant Getraer, about that
list of replacements for my job,

you'll probably have
to hire two people.

- He's probably right, you know?
- We're gonna miss him.

Yeah, well, that's something
we're just gonna have to deal with.

Right now, I want everybody concentrating
on our procedures for Stepworth.

WOMAN: (ON PA) Frank Poncherello,
you have a visitor in the lobby.

This better not be
personal, Frank.

Get busy.

Ellen. Hi.

Ponch. I'm sorry to bother you.

Hey, no bother.
What can I do for you?

Would you tell my
father something for me?

Shouldn't you talk to him
yourself? He's right back...

No. It won't do any good.

I really blew it. I hurt him so
badly, he'll never get over it.

Listen, nothing's over
where a family's concerned.

Believe me, I know.

My mother wanted me to be
a priest. Can you imagine that?

She came around.

You just gotta give the
older folks a little time.

Promise me you'll tell him that

just because I'm going to Stepworth
doesn't mean I don't love him.

I have to go.
Everyone's waiting.

Was that Ellen out there?

(SIGHS)

The girl loves you, Sarge.

Love isn't the problem.

GROUP 1: No more nukes.
GROUP 2: Stop Stepworth.

GROUP 1: No more nukes.
GROUP 2: Stop Stepworth.

GROUP 1: No more nukes.
GROUP 2: Stop Stepworth.

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

- Stop Stepworth.
- Right. Stop Stepworth!

(CLAPPING AND CHEERING)

- I can't hear you.
- I can't either!

Reverend, we're gonna make you look
good tomorrow. We're gonna make you proud.

You bet.

(HORNS BLARING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(WOMEN SCREAMING)

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

WOMAN: Somebody help me!

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

MAN: Fire! Fire!

WOMAN: Somebody
put the fire out!

Get the door!

MAN: Open the door!

Okay, guys, try
the emergency exit.

Get back! Try the
emergency exit.

(MAN COUGHING)

Okay, try the one back there.

Get that open.

Harry, the front.
It's our only chance.

There's a space against the wall
clear of fire. Get that door open!

WOMAN: It's a fire!

DISPATCHER: All units in the vicinity.
Report of a major collision and fire

in the San Ord Road
tunnel underpass.

- All lanes are blocked.
- (SIRENS BLARING)

Fire department, ambulances
and tow trucks are responding.

A Sig-Alert will be initiated.

MARY-6 and 7, handle the call.

1510, respond for traffic control
at the north end of the tunnel.

Caltrans is en route with
barricades and cones.

Sergeant, that minister's
bus, it's crashed.

It's on fire in the tunnel.

(SHOUTING CONTINUES)

(PEOPLE COUGHING)

Is everyone all right? You okay?

Come on, Harry!

Help out! Pull! Pull!

Don't open the windows!

You're gonna be all right. Don't
panic. Don't open the windows.

Harry, get it open!

I'm working on it!

Okay, stay calm, everyone.
We're gonna be all right. Don't panic.

Cover your mouths.
Stay low, stay calm.

(SIRENS BLARING)

Harry, get it open!

I got it!

ELLEN: Okay, everyone
out. Come on. Orderly.

Let's get out of here.

Stay close to the wall.
Stay low, stay together.

Okay, come on. Grab a water jug.

Get a water jug.

(PEOPLE COUGHING)

Hug the wall. Stay together.

Keep low. Stay
together. Hug the wall.

Everyone keep calm.
Stay low. Help is coming.

Come on, you guys. We're
gonna make it. Don't worry.

(SIRENS BLARING)

Let's move these
cars back. Come on!

Get these cars over to the side.
Get these cars over to the side.

Ma'am, back that car up.

- All right, we gotta move this traffic.
- All right.

The truck will never
get through here.

We're gonna make it, don't
worry. Keep calm, stay low.

(SIREN BLARING)

Let me have your
fire extinguisher.

Put it on me.

Ponch, what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna try to get to them
before it gets any worse.

I'm going in.

Wet your clothes. Put
it up to your mouths.

We're gonna be all
right. Help's coming.

Ellen! Ellen, where are you?

Ponch! We're over here!

Let's get them out of
here. All right, let's go.

- Sarge, you can't go in there.
- Let me alone.

Kathy, come on.

Stay back! Stay back!

All right, come
on! Get out of here!

All right, everyone! Stay
close to the wall. Come on!

Ellen!

Ellen!

Oh!

- (CHUCKLES) Thanks, Frank.
- It was easy, Sarge.

Ellen had it all together.

She really took charge.

Cop's kid. What do you expect?

GROUP: (CHANTING)
No nukes. Stop Stepworth.

No nukes. Stop Stepworth.
No nukes. Stop Stepworth.

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

- You okay?
- I got that man-in-the-middle feeling.

Yeah. You'll never
leave home without it.

(HORN HONKING)

My name is Sergeant
Joseph Getraer,

a Peace Officer for
the state of California.

I hereby declare this to
be an unlawful assembly.

And in the name of the
people of the state of California,

I command all those
assembled at the Stepworth plant

to immediately disperse.

If you do not do so,
you will be arrested.

Section 409 of the Penal Code

prohibits remaining present
at an unlawful assembly.

It is now 8:00,

and I order you to
immediately disperse.

You cannot order
my conscience, sir.

We will not be moved.

(CLAMORING)

Come on, everybody. Let's sit.

WOMAN: Yeah! I'm not
going. They can't make us.

Come on! I wanna go to work!

Hey, dummy! You gonna
let these hippies just sit here?

What, are they paying you off?

We're taking care of it, sir.
Please go back to your car.

You are causing an obstruction.
We will now begin making arrests.

- Ellen, give us a break. Get out of here.
- No, thanks.

What are you waiting for?

Make the arrest.

You're under arrest, Reverend.

Thank you, Sergeant.

Officer Poncherello.

Anytime, Reverend.

Next week okay?

We plan to be back next week.

That's your right.

And they have their rights, too.

All right, bring
them on through.

- May I?
- Go ahead, please.

- Name please.
- Frank London.

Go ahead.

- Name please.
- All right, let's keep them moving.

- Thanks for posting my bail, Dad.
- Yeah.

- I was the first one out.
- Oh, I'm glad.

Oh, look, don't get
my uniform wrong.

I came here as your father.

I know that.

I just didn't have a chance to
go back to Central and change.

I mean, I would've
changed, but...

Uh... (CHUCKLES)

I'm glad you came right away.

It was a little scary in there.

Yeah.

Look, come here.

Ellen...

Uh...

Maybe we haven't
always talked things out...

I was thinking that, too, Dad.

Or maybe we've both been talking
and neither one of us have been listening.

(CHUCKLES)

I'd sort of like to change that.

Yeah, me, too.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Look, I would like to take you
out to dinner tonight. My treat.

Oh, I can't eat, Dad.

Um, we're all on a
48-hour "no nukes" fast.

Oh...

But I can drink liquids.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Okay. Okay, look, I know
a great Italian restaurant

that serves a mean glass
of water. What do you say?

- (LAUGHS) I'd like that.
- Me, too.

Come on.

- (CAMERA CLICKING)
- MAN: Here's the fudge!

- All right.
- All right!

- Smile! Get out of there, Ponch.
- (LAUGHS)

All right.

Check this out.

- Hi.
- Oh. I'm sorry. We came at a bad time?

No, Mrs. Hindel. We're
just about to have a party.

Hey, Louis, how loud
can you yell "surprise"?

- Pretty loud, Ponch.
- Okay.

I just dropped by
to thank you for...

Hey, I understand.

Here he comes.

- Give me that.
- Get ready.

ALL: Surprise!

(ALL LAUGHING AND CLAPPING)

All right, all right. On
behalf of the CHP, Harlan,

we'd like to present you
with the official LAPD cap.

(CAMERA CLICKS)

Thank you, thank you. But I
won't be needing these kind gifts.

Well?

I, uh...

I failed my LAPD
physical. (SIGHS)

What?

It wasn't my height that came
up short, it was my eyesight.

- Aw.
- What?

Hey, Harlan, you
know, with the LAPD,

you would have been
just another police officer.

But with us, you're the
world's greatest mechanic.

- And most irreplaceable.
- (ALL APPLAUDING)

I guess I'm doomed to work here.

- MAN: All right.
- (LAUGHTER)

All right, Harlan, could
you look at my bike today?

Hold on. I need it more.

Mine's running like a lawnmower.

- Mine will just take a second.
- Mine, too.

Hey! Hold it! Hold it! I can
only do the work of two men.

(LAUGHTER)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)