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Jason: No paper again this morning!
Maggie: That's five days in a row.
Jason: And more importantly that's two Dollars I'm deducting1 from next months bill.
Maggie: What, no interest?
Jason: Two Dollars and fourteen Cents.
Maggie: Who are you calling?
Jason: Excuse me, this isn't directed at you personally, but what the hell of two bit newspaper
are you people running down there? Five mornings in a row there's nothing in my driveway!!
Yes, I checked the bushes...yes the roof. No, we don't have a pool. No you can't put me on
hold! I want this taken care of right away! I want a rebate2 for two Dollars fourteen Cents. It's
interest. Hello. He put me on hold.
Maggie: It's not like we couldn't afford a pool, you know?
Jason: Oh, yes, yes, my address; fifteen Robin3 Hood4 Lane. Oh, yes, I would love to talk to the
paper boy directly. What's his number? Don't run your mind games on me, that's my number!
What's this bozo's name?
Newsagent: Michael, how's my fledgling paper boy doing, this fine pristine5 morning?
Mike: Hey, OK Philly. How you doing?
Philly: Oh, quite satisfactorily. But then again, carrying out the sacred mandated6 first
amendment7 is my raison d'etre.
Mike: Hey, hey, you took the words right out of my mouth.
Philly: Here you go.
Mike: Alright. Thanks.
Philly: Don't exhume8 just yet.
Mike: Hey, how could I? I haven't had my coffee. Wait a minute, Philly, I thought I was only
supposed to deliver two hundred papers.
Philly: Exactamundo.
Mike: Ah, but...ah...Philly, two hundred papers didn't look like this, all last week.
Philly: Sunday edition, Michael.
Mike: Really?
Philly: You think that it's merely capricious that we initiate10 paper carriers on Monday? Nay11,
nay!
Jason: Mike.
Mike: Hey, Dad.
Jason: You got a job! You didn't tell us.
Mike: Dad, I mean, every time I tell you that I've done something responsible, you always
give me that look, and you get so excited and you say, that's my boy! I'm just trying to avoid
that.
Jason: Done! Where's my stinking13 paper been all week?
Mike: It's right up in my place, Dad; it's the first one that I deliver!
Jason: Yeah, well those are my papers, you owe my two Dollars.
Mike: What, no interest?
Jason: That hurts, Mike that really hurts.
Mike: Dad, I...
Jason: I know! I know! You got papers to deliver! You got a job! Ow! Go! Go! That's my boy!
Hey, where's my stinking paper?
Mike: Oh, I am exhausted14! Guess how many papers I delivered today?
Carol: One.
Mike: No, two hundred! Two O O! And we're talking Sunday papers here, Carol. We're talking
huge, mountainous, heavy papers. This is the hardest fifty Bucks15 I've ever made! You know, I
think I was tricked. Fifty Dollars a day is fine when there's no news, but what's with these
world leaders? I mean...why do these world leaders wait until the weekend to spout16 off?
Carol: Mike, it might look like I'm leaving the room right now because I don't care to listen to
your self-pitying babble17; but that's not the case! I'm just so moved by your sad story that I
have to go to another room and weep.
Mike: Thanks a lot, Carol.
Carol: Mike, I'm not a fool! I know what you're thinking.
Mike: You do?
Carol: Alright, first the sad story, then the mention of fifty Dollars I couldn't miss it, and then
coup18 de grace, your admission that you couldn't handle the job.
Mike: So, what do I think this means?
Carol: Isn't it obvious?
Mike: Err19...well yeah, of course, to me! But I just wanna see how close you can come.
Carol: You want me to take over your paper round! And pay me a measly fifty dollars a day
while you keep the rest of what you're really paid. Well it won't work, deliver your own
stinking papers, all two O O of them.
Mike: Well you're nuts, Carol! Really nuts! It never occurred to me to skim off the top. But
now that it does...
Carol: When one runs a scam, Mike, one should pray on one dumber than oneself, if one can
find one.
Ben: Morning Mike.
Mike: Hey, morning Ben. Ben. Hey, hey, hey, how is one? I mean...err...how are you this
morning?
Ben: Ha?
Mike: Hey Benny, I'm not stupid, I know what you're thinking.
Ben: What?
Mike: You're thinking that with this paper round thing, they're practically giving money away!
And as I as your bro, should share the wealth.
Ben: Na, actually I was thinking of Laura-Lynn in a bikini.
Mike: And wouldn't she be impressed with a guy who's pulling down twenty five Bucks a day?
Ben: Actually she wasn't wearing a bikini.
Mike: Ben! Benny, come on, you're not listening to me; I am offering you half of my paper
route!
Ben: You have a paper route!
Mike: Yes.
Ben: And you're giving me half of it?
Mike: Yes, a mere9 two hundred papers, and that's twenty five Bucks a day.
Ben: Hey, this is great!
Mike: Oh oh, wait a second, Ben; Mom and Dad are never gonna let you have a job at your
age.
Ben: Well, I won't tell 'em. Oh, come on, Mike, be a pal20 and don't tell either.
Mike: Well, OK. But remember, you owe me.
Mike: See ya.
Ben: Twenty five Bucks a day, it aint worth it!
Gary: Hey Benny, how's it going?
Ben: It's not going anywhere until it dries out.
Gary: You're gonna be late for school.
Ben: Gary, you don't have any idea what it's like to be a paper boy, do you?
Gary: Ride a bike, throw a few papers, make big Bucks.
Ben: Ha. But you get wet.
Gary: Hey, if you don't want to do it, I'd do it. I mean what's it pay? Five Bucks? Ten Bucks?
Ben: Ten Bucks! I get...ten Bucks. OK, Gary, you can have my paper route.
Gary: Wait a minute, why are you giving up all this money?
Ben: Ah, it's kind of personal.
Gary: Really?
Ben: Medical reasons. Well from riding my bike so much, I got paper boy's crotch. Ooh... All
the money in the world isn't worth anything, if you have to walk like this. So we got a deal?
Gary: Yeah! Let's not shake on it.
Ben: Don't worry, I hear it too.
Maggie: No, no, I am not a subscriber21 with a complaint; just the opposite, kudos22. Our paper
boy is the best paper boy we've ever had. His name is Michael Aaron Seaver. In fact, we're so
thrilled with him, we're gonna take another subscription23. My name? I can't tell you.
Jason: Will you look at this newspaper. Perfectly24 folded, and I bet it's full of nothing but good
news.
Maggie: Ben, maybe you can learn from your brother's example and get a paper route when
you're old enough.
Ben: I gotta go.
Maggie: Oh, but you only had eight sausages.
Ben: I gotta get to school early, I got a make-up test!
Jason: See you Ben.
Maggie: Give me the sport's section. See you in ten minutes.
Jason: Hello. Yes I would like to compliment you on your new delivery boy. Michael Seaver, yes!
Oh if we had them this good in East Berlin we never would have left!
Ben: Sorry I'm late Mike.
Mike: Benny look, if you're not serious about this job, I want you to come out and tell me right
now; because the only reason I'm giving you half of my paper route is because...heck, I'll just
say it...we're family. And there are plenty of people who'd do this for half the money.
Ben: I know. I mean, I've heard.
Mike: Yeah, well! There are your papers. Remember, you're making twenty five Dollars a day,
Ben, so don't let me down.
Ben: You know me, Mike.
Mike: Yeah.
Ben: Gary, you're late!
Gary: No, I'm not. Right on time.
Ben: Oh, right, that was me.
Gary: Ha?
Ben: There are your papers, and remember, if you start getting tired, just keeping thinking to
yourself, ten Bucks a day! Ten Bucks a day!
Gary: Got it.
Ben: You better get started Gary.
Gary: Hey, you're walking better.
Ben: Than what? Oh, oh, well, right, I switched to boxer25 shorts.
Gary: Wait a minute! This is work!
Mike: How are you Philly?
Philly: Despondent26.
Mike: Huh?
Philly: Over your performance...or the lack of there in of.
Mike: Wait, I still don't...
Philly: Michael. While not delivering forty two papers may seem like a small transgression27, let
us suppose, you and I that one of your subscribers, thus denied, is a man this close to solving
the essential questions which we wrestle28 with as enlightened beings.
Mike: What forty two papers?
Philly: The one's for which you will not receive remuneration.
Mike: Wait, wait a minute! Would you talk English?
Philly: Sure. You throw away forty two papers, you lose money. Do it again, you lose your job!
Mike: Benny, we must talk!
Ben: I must chew.
Mike: I'm serious Benny. I just got reamed out there! Forty two people did not get their papers
yesterday!
Ben: Really?
Mike: Yes, but you let me down!
Ben: Well, how do you know they came from my half of the route?
Mike: Your half? Benny, there's only been complaints from your half of the route! Benny look,
what am I paying you fifty Dollars a day for?
Ben: You're not, you're paying me twenty five.
Mike: Exactly. Benny, don't lie to me! You did not deliver those papers, did you? And I'm not
gonna remunerate you for 'em!
Ben: Ha?
Mike: Look, if it happens again, I'm gonna have to let you go!
Ben: You mean I'm not gonna be your brother any more!
Gary: I don't think there'll be any complaints about undelivered papers today.
Ben: There better not be or I might have to step in; no matter what state my crotch is in.
Gary: Hey, don't worry, man. Just rest and heal.
Ben: Hey Stinky. What's the matter?
Stinky: Nothing's the matter, and I can't tell you what it is.
Ben: Stink12, Stink, Stink, you'll feel better if you just let it out. That's just an expression!
Stinky: I let Gary down.
Ben: How?
Stinky: I was helping29 him out by delivering his newspapers, for a Dollar a day.
Ben: A Dollar!!!
Stinky: Wish he'd told me they all had to be delivered in the same day.
Gary: Hey Stinky.
Ben: You've been paying him a Dollar and keeping the other twenty four?!?
Gary: Twenty four? You only paid me ten!
Stinky: Ten?!
Gary: You get twenty five?
Ben: Don't change the subject! You've making money off the little chump.
Stinky: Yeah!
Gary: Well, what about you? You've been making money off me, right?
Ben: OK, well maybe just a little but I could have skipped you and gone right to the chump
and made twenty four big ones!
Maggie: Honey, what are you doing home?
Jason: Well, it's time I told you the truth, Maggie; my new office was a lie. Every morning I
get all dressed up and I go hide in the garage and wait until quitting time.
Maggie: Aha?
Jason: Ah, no, to tell you the truth I messed up and cured my four o' clock.
Maggie: Mmm.
Jason: Not really. He was as sick as ever. No, I just had some cancellations so I thought I'd
come home and we could have a little quality time.
Maggie: This isn't part of it, is it? Ben, what happened?
Ben: Errm...I had a sloppy30 lunch.
Jason: Hold it!
Maggie: Mr. and Mrs. Sullivan...
Stinky's Mom: Mrs. Seaver we have a problem...
Stinky: I didn't fink on you, Ben, they found coleslaw in my underwear.
Stinky's Dad: Bernard, your mother's talking!
Jason: Mrs. Sullivan, what happened...
Stinky’s mom: Because of Ben, our little boy was taken advantage of.
Maggie: Taken advantage of?
Stinky’s dad: And covered in pudding!
Stinky’s mom: All because of Ben's paper route.
Jason: Impossible! Ben doesn't even have a paper route!
Mike: Hey Mom, when's dinner?
Jason: Mike has a paper route.
Mike: Never mind.
Maggie: Stick around.
Stinky’s dad: All I know is, my son delivered two hundred papers for a Dollar a day!
Mike: A Dollar! I was just making sure that I heard that right.
Stinky’s dad: While Ben was keeping either nine Dollars, or twenty four Dollars for doing
nothing!
Jason: What's going on here, Mike?
Mike: Ah...don't you mean, Ben, Dad?
Jason: No, I mean, Mike!
Mike: Ok, alright, Ben...err... Benny I can't cover for you any more, man! Alright, I let Ben in
for half my paper route, to help him out! But little did I know that he would use my generosity31
to err...hustle32 his little friend.
Ben: I didn't hustle Stinky, I hustled33 Gary!
Maggie: Who's Gary?
Stinky: The kid I nailed with a pasta Vazul.
Jason: Alright Ben, we want the whole story, now!
Carol: Hi! Am I interrupting something?
Mike: Yes, you are Carol! And frankly34, we're very disappointed in Ben.
Maggie: Ben, we're waiting.
Ben: Well, Mike did give me half his paper route, but I couldn't handle two hundred papers.
Carol: I thought two hundred papers was your whole route!
Ben: What? Mike, if I was delivering your whole route, how come I was only getting paid
twenty five Dollars?
Carol: I thought you were getting fifty!
Mike: Err... Fifty, twenty five, you know me with math. But isn't the point here that Benny here
was in deep deep trouble?
Maggie: We'll see. Mr. and Mrs. Sullivan, thank you for bringing this to our attention, I think
we can handle it from here.
Stinky’s mom: Well, I certainly hope so. Let's go Bernard! Waldo!
Ben: Mike, you were holding out on me!
Jason: Like you were doing to your friends.
Ben: Exactly!
Mike: Ah, well, look; I for one think that we are all getting a little upset about nothing.
Jason: Nothing!!?? Mike, you're on top of a pyramid scheme here.
(Phone rings)
Carol: I'll get it, it's probably the police.
Mike: Dad, look, the Long Island Herald35 is keeping some money too! I mean, that's the way
it's supposed to work.
Maggie: Mike!
Mike: Mom, we are talking about the free enterprise system, OK? I mean, I sold something, I
kept a little profit for myself; I mean, is that wrong? Mom, I should be praised, not punished! I
mean, I be Lee Iacocca’s parents don't ground him every time he moves a Chrysler.
Jason: Mike!
Mike: Dad, Dad, look, punish me if you want to, but all I did was participate in a system that
makes me... heck I'll just say it...darn proud to be an American.
Carol: It's Gary's parents on the phone. They wanna talk to you as soon as Ben's crotch heals.
Carol: That's all Mike got? He has to do his own paper route from now on!
Jason: That's all he got.
Carol: What happened to justice? What happened to equity36? What happened to my punishing,
vindictive37, petty parents?
Maggie: Oh, we're still here.
Mike: Alright. Arrgghh! Come on! No, no, no! Dad, my car won't start, can I borrow yours to
take my papers. I mean, I'll have 'em back before you have to leave for work.
Jason: Yeah, sure Mike.
Mike: Thanks.
Carol: Ha!
Jason: Hundred Dollars.
Mike: What?
Jason: Car rental38.
Mike: Dad, I only make fifty Dollars a day.
Jason: Mike, come on, it's that free enterprise thing that you explained so well yesterday.
Mike: Dad, we're family.
Jason: But first, we're Americans.
Mike: Mom, can I borrow your car?
Maggie: Sure.
Mike: Thank you Mommy.
Maggie: I could use the money.
Mike: What?
Maggie: Two hundred Dollars. It's a station wagon39.
Mike: What is it with you people?
Maggie: Hey! I be Lee Iyococo's parents don't give him an attitude when he does this.
Mike: OK, OK, you guys got me. I learned my lesson.
Jason: That's great, Mike.
Mike: Boy, Dad, was I selfish?
Maggie: You said it.
Mike: Mom, thanks for showing me the way.
Jason: Any time.
Mike: You guys are really the greatest.
Maggie: Mike...
Mike: Yeah, Mom.
Maggie: It's still gonna cost you dearly for our cars.
Jason: You know Maggie, maybe I just should of sold the kid his distributor wire.
Maggie: Or his spark plugs.
Carol: I take it all back; you guys are just as punishing, vindictive and petty as you've always
been.
Stinky: Ben, what are you doing...
Ben: Here's the money I made, and it's all going to you.
Stinky: Wow.
Ben: I hope you don't hate me even though you treated me like a chump, and we're still
friends.
Stinky: That's a very nice thing to say.
Ben: Tell my Dad, he wrote it.
Stinky: Wow! Who knew when I started delivering papers for a Dollar a day, I'd end up a rich
man?
Ben: Not me, Stink, not me.
Stinky: Thanks Ben, you can treat me like a chump, any day.
Mike: Shut up Ben, just shut up!
Maggie: That's five days in a row.
Jason: And more importantly that's two Dollars I'm deducting1 from next months bill.
Maggie: What, no interest?
Jason: Two Dollars and fourteen Cents.
Maggie: Who are you calling?
Jason: Excuse me, this isn't directed at you personally, but what the hell of two bit newspaper
are you people running down there? Five mornings in a row there's nothing in my driveway!!
Yes, I checked the bushes...yes the roof. No, we don't have a pool. No you can't put me on
hold! I want this taken care of right away! I want a rebate2 for two Dollars fourteen Cents. It's
interest. Hello. He put me on hold.
Maggie: It's not like we couldn't afford a pool, you know?
Jason: Oh, yes, yes, my address; fifteen Robin3 Hood4 Lane. Oh, yes, I would love to talk to the
paper boy directly. What's his number? Don't run your mind games on me, that's my number!
What's this bozo's name?
Newsagent: Michael, how's my fledgling paper boy doing, this fine pristine5 morning?
Mike: Hey, OK Philly. How you doing?
Philly: Oh, quite satisfactorily. But then again, carrying out the sacred mandated6 first
amendment7 is my raison d'etre.
Mike: Hey, hey, you took the words right out of my mouth.
Philly: Here you go.
Mike: Alright. Thanks.
Philly: Don't exhume8 just yet.
Mike: Hey, how could I? I haven't had my coffee. Wait a minute, Philly, I thought I was only
supposed to deliver two hundred papers.
Philly: Exactamundo.
Mike: Ah, but...ah...Philly, two hundred papers didn't look like this, all last week.
Philly: Sunday edition, Michael.
Mike: Really?
Philly: You think that it's merely capricious that we initiate10 paper carriers on Monday? Nay11,
nay!
Jason: Mike.
Mike: Hey, Dad.
Jason: You got a job! You didn't tell us.
Mike: Dad, I mean, every time I tell you that I've done something responsible, you always
give me that look, and you get so excited and you say, that's my boy! I'm just trying to avoid
that.
Jason: Done! Where's my stinking13 paper been all week?
Mike: It's right up in my place, Dad; it's the first one that I deliver!
Jason: Yeah, well those are my papers, you owe my two Dollars.
Mike: What, no interest?
Jason: That hurts, Mike that really hurts.
Mike: Dad, I...
Jason: I know! I know! You got papers to deliver! You got a job! Ow! Go! Go! That's my boy!
Hey, where's my stinking paper?
Mike: Oh, I am exhausted14! Guess how many papers I delivered today?
Carol: One.
Mike: No, two hundred! Two O O! And we're talking Sunday papers here, Carol. We're talking
huge, mountainous, heavy papers. This is the hardest fifty Bucks15 I've ever made! You know, I
think I was tricked. Fifty Dollars a day is fine when there's no news, but what's with these
world leaders? I mean...why do these world leaders wait until the weekend to spout16 off?
Carol: Mike, it might look like I'm leaving the room right now because I don't care to listen to
your self-pitying babble17; but that's not the case! I'm just so moved by your sad story that I
have to go to another room and weep.
Mike: Thanks a lot, Carol.
Carol: Mike, I'm not a fool! I know what you're thinking.
Mike: You do?
Carol: Alright, first the sad story, then the mention of fifty Dollars I couldn't miss it, and then
coup18 de grace, your admission that you couldn't handle the job.
Mike: So, what do I think this means?
Carol: Isn't it obvious?
Mike: Err19...well yeah, of course, to me! But I just wanna see how close you can come.
Carol: You want me to take over your paper round! And pay me a measly fifty dollars a day
while you keep the rest of what you're really paid. Well it won't work, deliver your own
stinking papers, all two O O of them.
Mike: Well you're nuts, Carol! Really nuts! It never occurred to me to skim off the top. But
now that it does...
Carol: When one runs a scam, Mike, one should pray on one dumber than oneself, if one can
find one.
Ben: Morning Mike.
Mike: Hey, morning Ben. Ben. Hey, hey, hey, how is one? I mean...err...how are you this
morning?
Ben: Ha?
Mike: Hey Benny, I'm not stupid, I know what you're thinking.
Ben: What?
Mike: You're thinking that with this paper round thing, they're practically giving money away!
And as I as your bro, should share the wealth.
Ben: Na, actually I was thinking of Laura-Lynn in a bikini.
Mike: And wouldn't she be impressed with a guy who's pulling down twenty five Bucks a day?
Ben: Actually she wasn't wearing a bikini.
Mike: Ben! Benny, come on, you're not listening to me; I am offering you half of my paper
route!
Ben: You have a paper route!
Mike: Yes.
Ben: And you're giving me half of it?
Mike: Yes, a mere9 two hundred papers, and that's twenty five Bucks a day.
Ben: Hey, this is great!
Mike: Oh oh, wait a second, Ben; Mom and Dad are never gonna let you have a job at your
age.
Ben: Well, I won't tell 'em. Oh, come on, Mike, be a pal20 and don't tell either.
Mike: Well, OK. But remember, you owe me.
Mike: See ya.
Ben: Twenty five Bucks a day, it aint worth it!
Gary: Hey Benny, how's it going?
Ben: It's not going anywhere until it dries out.
Gary: You're gonna be late for school.
Ben: Gary, you don't have any idea what it's like to be a paper boy, do you?
Gary: Ride a bike, throw a few papers, make big Bucks.
Ben: Ha. But you get wet.
Gary: Hey, if you don't want to do it, I'd do it. I mean what's it pay? Five Bucks? Ten Bucks?
Ben: Ten Bucks! I get...ten Bucks. OK, Gary, you can have my paper route.
Gary: Wait a minute, why are you giving up all this money?
Ben: Ah, it's kind of personal.
Gary: Really?
Ben: Medical reasons. Well from riding my bike so much, I got paper boy's crotch. Ooh... All
the money in the world isn't worth anything, if you have to walk like this. So we got a deal?
Gary: Yeah! Let's not shake on it.
Ben: Don't worry, I hear it too.
Maggie: No, no, I am not a subscriber21 with a complaint; just the opposite, kudos22. Our paper
boy is the best paper boy we've ever had. His name is Michael Aaron Seaver. In fact, we're so
thrilled with him, we're gonna take another subscription23. My name? I can't tell you.
Jason: Will you look at this newspaper. Perfectly24 folded, and I bet it's full of nothing but good
news.
Maggie: Ben, maybe you can learn from your brother's example and get a paper route when
you're old enough.
Ben: I gotta go.
Maggie: Oh, but you only had eight sausages.
Ben: I gotta get to school early, I got a make-up test!
Jason: See you Ben.
Maggie: Give me the sport's section. See you in ten minutes.
Jason: Hello. Yes I would like to compliment you on your new delivery boy. Michael Seaver, yes!
Oh if we had them this good in East Berlin we never would have left!
Ben: Sorry I'm late Mike.
Mike: Benny look, if you're not serious about this job, I want you to come out and tell me right
now; because the only reason I'm giving you half of my paper route is because...heck, I'll just
say it...we're family. And there are plenty of people who'd do this for half the money.
Ben: I know. I mean, I've heard.
Mike: Yeah, well! There are your papers. Remember, you're making twenty five Dollars a day,
Ben, so don't let me down.
Ben: You know me, Mike.
Mike: Yeah.
Ben: Gary, you're late!
Gary: No, I'm not. Right on time.
Ben: Oh, right, that was me.
Gary: Ha?
Ben: There are your papers, and remember, if you start getting tired, just keeping thinking to
yourself, ten Bucks a day! Ten Bucks a day!
Gary: Got it.
Ben: You better get started Gary.
Gary: Hey, you're walking better.
Ben: Than what? Oh, oh, well, right, I switched to boxer25 shorts.
Gary: Wait a minute! This is work!
Mike: How are you Philly?
Philly: Despondent26.
Mike: Huh?
Philly: Over your performance...or the lack of there in of.
Mike: Wait, I still don't...
Philly: Michael. While not delivering forty two papers may seem like a small transgression27, let
us suppose, you and I that one of your subscribers, thus denied, is a man this close to solving
the essential questions which we wrestle28 with as enlightened beings.
Mike: What forty two papers?
Philly: The one's for which you will not receive remuneration.
Mike: Wait, wait a minute! Would you talk English?
Philly: Sure. You throw away forty two papers, you lose money. Do it again, you lose your job!
Mike: Benny, we must talk!
Ben: I must chew.
Mike: I'm serious Benny. I just got reamed out there! Forty two people did not get their papers
yesterday!
Ben: Really?
Mike: Yes, but you let me down!
Ben: Well, how do you know they came from my half of the route?
Mike: Your half? Benny, there's only been complaints from your half of the route! Benny look,
what am I paying you fifty Dollars a day for?
Ben: You're not, you're paying me twenty five.
Mike: Exactly. Benny, don't lie to me! You did not deliver those papers, did you? And I'm not
gonna remunerate you for 'em!
Ben: Ha?
Mike: Look, if it happens again, I'm gonna have to let you go!
Ben: You mean I'm not gonna be your brother any more!
Gary: I don't think there'll be any complaints about undelivered papers today.
Ben: There better not be or I might have to step in; no matter what state my crotch is in.
Gary: Hey, don't worry, man. Just rest and heal.
Ben: Hey Stinky. What's the matter?
Stinky: Nothing's the matter, and I can't tell you what it is.
Ben: Stink12, Stink, Stink, you'll feel better if you just let it out. That's just an expression!
Stinky: I let Gary down.
Ben: How?
Stinky: I was helping29 him out by delivering his newspapers, for a Dollar a day.
Ben: A Dollar!!!
Stinky: Wish he'd told me they all had to be delivered in the same day.
Gary: Hey Stinky.
Ben: You've been paying him a Dollar and keeping the other twenty four?!?
Gary: Twenty four? You only paid me ten!
Stinky: Ten?!
Gary: You get twenty five?
Ben: Don't change the subject! You've making money off the little chump.
Stinky: Yeah!
Gary: Well, what about you? You've been making money off me, right?
Ben: OK, well maybe just a little but I could have skipped you and gone right to the chump
and made twenty four big ones!
Maggie: Honey, what are you doing home?
Jason: Well, it's time I told you the truth, Maggie; my new office was a lie. Every morning I
get all dressed up and I go hide in the garage and wait until quitting time.
Maggie: Aha?
Jason: Ah, no, to tell you the truth I messed up and cured my four o' clock.
Maggie: Mmm.
Jason: Not really. He was as sick as ever. No, I just had some cancellations so I thought I'd
come home and we could have a little quality time.
Maggie: This isn't part of it, is it? Ben, what happened?
Ben: Errm...I had a sloppy30 lunch.
Jason: Hold it!
Maggie: Mr. and Mrs. Sullivan...
Stinky's Mom: Mrs. Seaver we have a problem...
Stinky: I didn't fink on you, Ben, they found coleslaw in my underwear.
Stinky's Dad: Bernard, your mother's talking!
Jason: Mrs. Sullivan, what happened...
Stinky’s mom: Because of Ben, our little boy was taken advantage of.
Maggie: Taken advantage of?
Stinky’s dad: And covered in pudding!
Stinky’s mom: All because of Ben's paper route.
Jason: Impossible! Ben doesn't even have a paper route!
Mike: Hey Mom, when's dinner?
Jason: Mike has a paper route.
Mike: Never mind.
Maggie: Stick around.
Stinky’s dad: All I know is, my son delivered two hundred papers for a Dollar a day!
Mike: A Dollar! I was just making sure that I heard that right.
Stinky’s dad: While Ben was keeping either nine Dollars, or twenty four Dollars for doing
nothing!
Jason: What's going on here, Mike?
Mike: Ah...don't you mean, Ben, Dad?
Jason: No, I mean, Mike!
Mike: Ok, alright, Ben...err... Benny I can't cover for you any more, man! Alright, I let Ben in
for half my paper route, to help him out! But little did I know that he would use my generosity31
to err...hustle32 his little friend.
Ben: I didn't hustle Stinky, I hustled33 Gary!
Maggie: Who's Gary?
Stinky: The kid I nailed with a pasta Vazul.
Jason: Alright Ben, we want the whole story, now!
Carol: Hi! Am I interrupting something?
Mike: Yes, you are Carol! And frankly34, we're very disappointed in Ben.
Maggie: Ben, we're waiting.
Ben: Well, Mike did give me half his paper route, but I couldn't handle two hundred papers.
Carol: I thought two hundred papers was your whole route!
Ben: What? Mike, if I was delivering your whole route, how come I was only getting paid
twenty five Dollars?
Carol: I thought you were getting fifty!
Mike: Err... Fifty, twenty five, you know me with math. But isn't the point here that Benny here
was in deep deep trouble?
Maggie: We'll see. Mr. and Mrs. Sullivan, thank you for bringing this to our attention, I think
we can handle it from here.
Stinky’s mom: Well, I certainly hope so. Let's go Bernard! Waldo!
Ben: Mike, you were holding out on me!
Jason: Like you were doing to your friends.
Ben: Exactly!
Mike: Ah, well, look; I for one think that we are all getting a little upset about nothing.
Jason: Nothing!!?? Mike, you're on top of a pyramid scheme here.
(Phone rings)
Carol: I'll get it, it's probably the police.
Mike: Dad, look, the Long Island Herald35 is keeping some money too! I mean, that's the way
it's supposed to work.
Maggie: Mike!
Mike: Mom, we are talking about the free enterprise system, OK? I mean, I sold something, I
kept a little profit for myself; I mean, is that wrong? Mom, I should be praised, not punished! I
mean, I be Lee Iacocca’s parents don't ground him every time he moves a Chrysler.
Jason: Mike!
Mike: Dad, Dad, look, punish me if you want to, but all I did was participate in a system that
makes me... heck I'll just say it...darn proud to be an American.
Carol: It's Gary's parents on the phone. They wanna talk to you as soon as Ben's crotch heals.
Carol: That's all Mike got? He has to do his own paper route from now on!
Jason: That's all he got.
Carol: What happened to justice? What happened to equity36? What happened to my punishing,
vindictive37, petty parents?
Maggie: Oh, we're still here.
Mike: Alright. Arrgghh! Come on! No, no, no! Dad, my car won't start, can I borrow yours to
take my papers. I mean, I'll have 'em back before you have to leave for work.
Jason: Yeah, sure Mike.
Mike: Thanks.
Carol: Ha!
Jason: Hundred Dollars.
Mike: What?
Jason: Car rental38.
Mike: Dad, I only make fifty Dollars a day.
Jason: Mike, come on, it's that free enterprise thing that you explained so well yesterday.
Mike: Dad, we're family.
Jason: But first, we're Americans.
Mike: Mom, can I borrow your car?
Maggie: Sure.
Mike: Thank you Mommy.
Maggie: I could use the money.
Mike: What?
Maggie: Two hundred Dollars. It's a station wagon39.
Mike: What is it with you people?
Maggie: Hey! I be Lee Iyococo's parents don't give him an attitude when he does this.
Mike: OK, OK, you guys got me. I learned my lesson.
Jason: That's great, Mike.
Mike: Boy, Dad, was I selfish?
Maggie: You said it.
Mike: Mom, thanks for showing me the way.
Jason: Any time.
Mike: You guys are really the greatest.
Maggie: Mike...
Mike: Yeah, Mom.
Maggie: It's still gonna cost you dearly for our cars.
Jason: You know Maggie, maybe I just should of sold the kid his distributor wire.
Maggie: Or his spark plugs.
Carol: I take it all back; you guys are just as punishing, vindictive and petty as you've always
been.
Stinky: Ben, what are you doing...
Ben: Here's the money I made, and it's all going to you.
Stinky: Wow.
Ben: I hope you don't hate me even though you treated me like a chump, and we're still
friends.
Stinky: That's a very nice thing to say.
Ben: Tell my Dad, he wrote it.
Stinky: Wow! Who knew when I started delivering papers for a Dollar a day, I'd end up a rich
man?
Ben: Not me, Stink, not me.
Stinky: Thanks Ben, you can treat me like a chump, any day.
Mike: Shut up Ben, just shut up!
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