06x17 - George Thinks Max's Future Is on the Line

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I'm ready to go.

It's about time.

What movie did you pick?

Oh, the one where the black cop
dresses up like his fat grandma

and beats up
all the criminals.

Come on.

No, Angie, this time
she breaks up a t*rror1st cell

with nothing but her purse
and a rolling pin.

Can't we see the one
about the scientists

fighting global warming?

As long as one
of the scientists

is dressed like
a sassy black grandma.

I got your hybrid right here--
half beat down, half whoop a*s.

Fine, just go online

and find out what time
the movie's playing.

órale, Bill Gates.

What the hell
are you doing to my computer?

I'm putting in
a better graphics card

so I can play
my new video game.

You're supposed
to be doing your homework.

It was too hard.

I've almost got it.

Oh, crap!

Well, I guess that goes
in the broken pile.

Max, you know
what's on this computer?

All my business files,

our family photos

and a journal
of my private thoughts.

What have you done, Max?

Now your mom has to tell me
her private thoughts.

Thanks a lot.

We needed a new one anyway.

This thing's, like,


Hey, it's 2 years old,
and it costs $1,000.

You know how long it takes
for me to earn that?
All right, sorry.

Can't you just put a new one
on the credit card?

And how do you think
we pay for the credit cards?

You put it
on another credit card.

I told you he listens to us.

What's all this junk?

Max took it upon himself
to upgrade our computer,

and now it's broken.

Hmm.

So, uh, what's your bad
parenting move this time?

Give him a crayon,

let him draw a picture
of how he's feeling?

No.

I tell you
what we're gonna do.

He's gonna learn
how hard it is to make $1,000.

You're out of school
next week.

You're gonna come and work
at the factory with me.

That's my vacation. Mom!

George, he's too young to be
working down at the factory.

Some of the guys down there
are pretty rough.

Look,
there's been one stabbing,

and that was over a woman.

All right? That could
happen at wall street.

Maybe not with
a sharpened screwdriver, but--
George.

You know what I mean.

"Can I see you
in my office for a second?"

"Yeah, what's going on?"
Stop it!

* all my friends

* know the low rider

* the low rider

* is a little higher

**

Hey, George.

Um, do you mind if I give you
some, uh, parenting advice?

Why would I mind?
You never had any kids

or a pet that's lived longer
than a couple of weeks.

Go for it.

Hey, that turtle died
of a rare disease, all right?

Yeah, they got a cure
for that now.

It's called turtle food,
vato, lettuce.

Hey, hey, I'm talking
about Max, all right?

He's been working harder
than everybody all week.

I think you can
ease up on him.

Look, Max is gonna
keep busting his butt

until he admits that
earning $1,000

is harder than he thought.

Hey, dad.

Me and the guys just finished
loading those trucks.

Yeah, well,
it's pretty hard work, huh?

Anything
you ready to say?

Nope,
just tell me what to do

before "fancy hair"
cracks the whip.

I heard that down
on the loading dock.

What does that mean?

I have no idea.
Hey, follow me to the cage.

Okay, I want you to organize
every nut, bolt and screw,

and if you find a dead mouse,
put it in the bucket.

There's dead mice in there?

Well, we had a cat
that ate 'em,

and then something
ate the cat.

If I were you, I'd keep
your back against the wall,

because obviously,
he does not like visitors.

Hey, George.

George.

I just want to say
that your son is so adorable.

Obviously
he gets his good looks

from his papacito.

What have I told you about
sexual harassment on the floor?

Okay.

So I'm not
on the floor.

I'm on the table.

Lopez, party of one,
your table is ready.

Gina, it's called meno-pause,
not meno-keep-going.

Angie,
what are you doing here?

Well, I just wanted
to stop by

and make sure that you weren't
working Max too hard.

He's learning a lesson.

Hey, and don't undercut me
in front of him.

We have to present
a universal front.

It's a unitedfront.

You see? Get it out.
Get it all out.

Hey, mom.

How you doing, honey?

You know, dad was right.

You've gotta work hard
to make 1,000 bucks.

You're welcome.

Hey, next time you wanna buy
$200-shoes, be careful.

I'll put you in the cage
cleaning out the rat bucket.

Okay, you win.

Working here was a good idea,
and now maybe you understand

why we want you
to do well in school.

That way, you don't
have to k*ll yourself

doing this kind of hard work
when you grow up.

Are you kidding?
This is a great job.

I wanna quit school
and work at the factory forever.

George?

Um, don't panic.
Just follow my lead.

Max, listen.

Uh, your mother has something
she wants to say to you.

I am so mad, I can't even
talk to you right now.

To him, to him.

I know you had a good time
working at the factory,

but it's not your future.

Would you please
talk some sense into your son?

Max, there is no way
you're dropping out of school.

But I have to start
making money right now.

Social security
is a pyramid scheme

being gutted
by the baby boomers.

Do you have any idea
what the hell you're saying?

No.

Somebody knocked over the radio
on the loading dock.

It's stuck on A.M.

You have worked too hard
to quit now.

You are gonna finish high school
and go to college.

But the factory was good enough
for dad and grandma,

and they have
this awesome truck

that brings food
right to the parking lot.

With the horn like that...

A truck that brings food,

that's your best argument?

Wait a minute.
You have to admit,

the roach coach is pretty cool
when you first start.

Then you order a spicy breakfast
burrito in the morning,

and you go missing for an hour
and a half in the afternoon.

You're like that all day...

You know
what else I like?

When I finish something,
people say, "nice job, Max,"

and that makes me feel good.
I never feel that way at school.

If you keep trying hard,

you'll get that feeling
from school, too.

I always try hard,
and I never feel good.

It'll be worse in college.

I like going to the factory
and hanging out with dad.

What's wrong with that?

We can't let this happen.

Look, maybe we should listen
to what he's saying, Angie.

What are you getting at?

You know, maybe college
isn't right for Max.

I mean, we tried
to help him with school,

and that hasn't worked out.

The kid I saw this week
was a different Max.

He was working hard,
and he was happy.

We talked about this.

Don't you want him
to do better than we did?

Yeah, I do, but he has to
want to go to college, too.

What was the last book
that Max read on his own?

Let me give you a hint--
he didn't read it on a train,

and he didn't read it
on a plane.

I'm not saying he has to go
to an Ivy league school,

but there's junior college
and trade schools.

He likes
to take apart computers.

Maybe he can learn
to put 'em back together.

Okay, what's wrong
with working at the factory?

I did all right.
We have a house, three cars.

Would we be in this much debt
if I wasn't successful?

Honey, you did great,

but we can give him options
that you didn't have.

Trouble with Max again?

He wants to spend
the rest of his life

working at the factory
with George.

Oh, thank god
he found something.

I was worried
about that boy.

You see? It's not just me.
Your father sees it, too.

He's not going back
to that factory.

Yes, he is. Look, he hasn't
paid off the computer.

Look, Max can't drop out
of high school,

but after he graduates,

if he wants to work
at the factory, he can do it.

There, I can keep
an eye on him.

No. I have never
given up on Max,

and I am not
gonna start now.

That's why he's potty-trained,
knows his abcs,

and he can wear
pants with zippers.

He still gets caught, Angie.
He still gets caught.

Okay, everybody,
listen up.

Since we all got
the boeing order

out ahead of schedule,
lunch is on me.

But no alcohol.

Aw, come on.

I don't want anybody going back
to work all buzzed out again.

The running of the forklifts
was fun,

but I think we all agree, it
should've been an outdoor game.

Hey. Hey, George,
it's Friday.

Who you gonna pick
as employee of the week?

Hey, I nominate Max.
All right, man.

Hey, I've been working
at the factory for 20 years,

and I've never been
employee of the week.

I can't make you
employee of the week

because everybody's
gonna think

I'm doing it just because
you're my best friend.
But he's your son.

I know. I'm so proud.

So you're okay with me
working at the factory?

I made you employee of the week,
didn't I? Congratulations.

What do I win?

A night with Gina!

Man, watch the jokes.
Man, that's my kid.

Shouldn't a night without Gina
be the prize?

All right. That's enough.

Mom,
what are you doing here?

I thought you were
looking for a job.

I am. I'm getting ready
for an interview.

By drinking
shots and beer?

Because I'm applying here,

and I want to show them

that I am acquainted
with all of their products.

Boy, seeing Max here really
brings back a lot of memories.

I remember
when you were little,

I would bring you here
after work.

Yeah, the difference is,

I'm taking him home
for dinner.

What was wrong
with eating here?

Mom, the celery out of
your bloody Mary is not dinner,

and the little plastic sword
this big

is not a Robin hood play set.

I was like that...

You know what?
A napkin is not a tent

and a flexi straw
is not a snorkel.

There's nothing sadder than
a child without an imagination.

Yeah, how about a child
who almost drowns

when his straw snorkel
won't reach the surface?

I was like that...

Stop it.

Hey, uh, I hear that
the Princess is not happy

about Max working
in the factory.

No, she thinks
he should go to college,

but, you know,
I'm not so sure.

Look, you are right,
and Angie's wrong.

She's one of those idiots
who thinks that, you know,

your kid can grow up
to be anything they want.

Ooh, I'm gonna be president.
Guess what.

There's only one president,

and there are millions
of factory workers.

Pick a freakin' target
you can hit.

There is nothing wrong

with Max having his future
locked in.

Hey, nice shot, Max.

Thanks.
Rack 'em up, Ernie.

órale, â¿sabes quã©?

Mr. Employee of the week.

Oh, there we are.
All right.

How long does it take
to rack ba*ls, Ernie?

That's what I was doing.

Thanks, buddy.

You don't remember my name,
do you?

Nope.

You are old and pathetic.

Ahh! That's better.

Mom, where you going?

Oh, I got a date.

I gotta go home and paint
my nails so they match my tank.

Why don't you paint
a face on it,

so the guy thinks
he's dating sisters?

You can jump oh him while he's
flirting with the pretty one.

All right, everyone.
I got an announcement to make.

Is it employee of the week?

Did I finally win?

No, Ernie, Max won again.

Damn it!

I've been working at the factory
for 50 years.

When is it gonna be my turn?

And who's Max?

Ernie, I'm taking next week off,
so you're a sure thing.

Actually, we're all
taking next week off.

They're automating
the factory and....

We're all losing our jobs
to robots.

You're kidding.

Aw, damn it!

Hey.

I say we go over to their bar
and kick some robot a*s.

Are you crazy?

You want to go to the ro-barrio
at this time of night?

Get a drive-by laser.

What am I gonna do, dad?

I've been at the factory
for 30 years.

I don't know anything else.

Look, I'm sorry, Max,

but all the unskilled labor
is going to martians.

Those damn ill*gal aliens.

Well, I guess I could always
go back to dancing.

I've got the same body
that I had back in '07.



The answer is yes.

Hey, kid.

If you're looking for work,
I could use a pool boy.

Sure. Why not?

Max, what are you doing?

I have no options, dad.

Thanks a lot.

Hey, I'm heading back.
Thanks for lunch, George.

Where's Max?

Oh, frank gave him a ride
back to work. Everything okay?

I gotta get him out
of that factory.

Wait, George.
What's--what's going on?

It's weird, man.
I-I-I had a vision, man.

I saw into the future.
Oh, hey, what happens to me?

Do I get a wife
and wind up happy?

You marry
a rich swimsuit model!

Oh, yes!

It's a dude.

How rich?

You paid off the computer.
You learned your lesson.

You're fired.

Fired?

You made me
employee of the week.

That's just a title
to keep people happy.

You really think your mom
is "the world's greatest wife"?

They sell those trophies
at the car wash. Now go.

I don't get it.

Look, your mom was right, Max.
You need to have options.

Fine, but the day I graduate
high school, I'm coming back,

and you can't stop me.

Hey, Max. Max!

Maybe you need to hear this
from somebody else. Ernie.

What's going on, George?
You know how

there's always rumors
that the factory's closing?

What would you do
if that really happened?
Well, I guess if the factory
closed down,

I'd have to move
back in with my folks.

I don't know
how to do anything else.
Hey, did I just hear you say
the factory's closing down?

No, just talking about
how there's always rumors

that the factory's closing.
Well, I never heard
those rumors.

If I lose this job,
I'm screwed.
Who's losing their job?

Well, maybe all of us
if the rumors are true.
The rumors aren't true.

What rumors?
The factory's closing.

It is?
Look, I didn't say that.

I gotta know, George.

I mean, if I gotta
go back to dancing,

I gotta get my snake back
from my sister.

Max, if she had gotten
an education,

she wouldn't be panicked
about losing her job.

Oh, my god!

We're losing our jobs.
What am I gonna do?

The factory's closing!
Grab all the hand tools!

Come on!

Stop!

Stop! The factory
is not closing.

It's a misunderstanding.

Please, everybody,
go back to work.

Dad, why did everyone
get so scared?

Well, first, they probably
pictured Gina dancing.

And second,

look, they didn't have
the opportunity that you have

to get an education
and have choices.

You see how freaked out
they got?

You want that to be you?

No.

You're lucky, Max.

Your daddy's
a very smart man.

Can I talk to you a minute?

Sure.

Boy, that was crazy
out there, huh?

I tried to teach Max a lesson

and boom,
everybody went nuts.
How'd you find out?

How'd I find what out?

We just got bought out

by a big Mexican corporation--
aeromayan.

They're
cutting everybody loose,

moving the factory
down to Mexico.

The rumors are true?

Oh, yeah.

They backed up the peso wagon
and let me go loco.

Sorry. Sorry, George.

Wh--

what are we all
supposed to do?

Look, I feel bad,
but it's business, George.

Look, I better go
break the news to everybody.

George... you've been
a hell of a manager.

Wherever you end up,

they're gonna be lucky
to have you.

Thanks for everything.

Everyone's
still freaking out.

I think I want
to go to college.

That's great, Max.

You've been
a hell of a son.

Wherever you end up,
they'll be lucky to have you.

Thanks for everything.