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There is more to life than what you're lit.

So take a chance and face the wind.

Open road and road that's hit. Brand new life around the bend.

There were times I lost a dream or two.

Found a trail that at the end was you.

There's a path we take and a path not taken. The choice is up to you, my

Nights are long, but you might awake to a brand new life, a brand new life, a

brand new life around the bend.

Wait a moment, wait a moment, wait a moment. Good morning.

Morning, Mona.

Meatball heroes for breakfast?

Nah, Mona, this is for the kids' lunch.

Hot meatball subs for the first day of school.

I give that meat two hours to turn gray and the fat to congeal into white, waxy

globs.

Mona, Mona, Mona, Mona, you're talking to me here, not some kid on the street.

Good morning. Oh,

mother, wait until you see Sam. Tony, those clothes you bought her are

absolutely adorable.

Now, wait a minute. Are we talking sixth grade adorable?

Are we talking junior high adorable because she's going to be a teenager in

weeks? Definitely junior high. Okay. You know, because I really wanted to fit

in. She will, Tony. Not like Angela, who spent her first day in the seventh

grade hiding in her locker.

Sir? I was not hiding.

The ninth graders locked me in there.

Oh, not that that's going to happen to Sam.

Of course not, Tony. They only do that to nerds with cooties. Oh, yeah.

You know, the thing is, is that I've been checking out these fashions in TC

Magazine. And you know, that outfit I got her? It's definitely bodacious.

15 right.

22 left.

15 left.

Please open. Please.

Oh, no.

Jim. Hi, Marcy, and I'm glad to see you.

How is Jim?

Awful. They make you take a shower.

Sam, don't look. Here come the popular girls.

Marcy, we've only been here for three hours. How can anybody be popular

We're talking Robin Fraker.

Her sister was only head cheerleader.

Here they come. Should we say hi? Yeah, but don't blow it.

Hi, Marcy.

She's talking to me.

Hi, Marcy.

Hi, this is Bonnie and Julia. Hi. Hi.

Hi. Oh, this is Samantha Maselli. Hi. Hi. Hi.

Everyone calls me Sam.

You guys want to come? Yeah, that would be pretty okay.

Oh, where do you live, Sam? Oak Hills Drive.

Nice neighborhood.

I bet your dad's loaded.

Well, he really cleans out.

Don't have to worry.

What? I thought you were looking at yourself.

I wasn't looking at myself. I was cleaning.

Which is no easy task, the way you trash this place. I don't want to say

anything, Angela, but you are a very messy worker.

Don't talk to me about work.

Tony, advertising is supposed to be a collaborative art. There's copywriters

artists and market analysts.

each contributing his or her own expertise for a common goal.

Angela, is this going to be a long story? I got cookies in the oven.

I simply want to know why, with 30 of the industry's most creative minds on my

payroll, I do all the work.

Simple. You're the best. That's why they made you the president.

You're right.

Bye, Dad. Bye, Dad. Oh, wait a minute. Where are you going? Where are you off

to? Where am I going? I'm only going to Robin Frazier's house.

Robin Frazier. Well, how come I haven't met her, Sam?

because she's never over here. I'm always at her house. Bye, Dad.

See ya.

See ya.

Is everything okay?

She's never home anymore, Angela. She's always out.

Well, Tony, you wanted her to fit in. You wanted her to make friends.

Well, how come I don't know any of them? How come she don't bring them around?

Well, did you invite them over here?

Since when do kids need invitations?

They come over. They hang out. They eat your food. They leave. It's nice.

I got a great idea.

Tony, why don't we have a surprise party for her birthday?

I'll get to meet all of her new friends.

Yeah, well, let's make it a slumber party.

Let's not go overboard.

Oh, no, no, no, Tony, that's what you do in the seventh grade. You make popcorn,

you talk about boys, and you practice kissing.

With who?

Tony, you practice on the back of your hand.

We practiced in the back of a Chevy.

Lovely. Hi, guys.

Honey, come here. Guess what? For a surprise, for Sam's birthday, we're

have all our girlfriends sleep over here. Won't that be fun?

Girls, may I sleep next door at Peter's?

Well, it's okay with me if it's okay with Peter's mom.

Yeah? Oh, boy.

She says yes to everything.

That's why Peter's got so many brothers and sisters.

Tony. Tony, are we all set? for Saturday. Well, you know something,

that I think about it, Friday would be better because she will not be expecting

a thing. Oh, Tony, Tony, I can't. I have a date on Friday.

You do?

With who?

Tony!

I'm sorry.

It's a slumber party. I mean, hey, you ain't gonna be out all night, will you?

Will you?

Well, I guess you got a big Friday night planned with all your friends, eh? I

thought I did, but everyone's busy.

Oh, well, don't worry, Sam.

They're probably just having a party and you're not invited.

Thanks a lot, Lou.

Oh, I wonder who that could be. of me. Sam, would you get that for me? I'm a

little busy here, okay? Sure, it'll be the thrill of my evening. Oh, thank you,

sweetheart.

That's them!

I'm out of here!

Don't let any girls touch my stuff! Get going, yeah!

Sorry!

Happy birthday, baby!

Daddy, you know about this the whole time? Ah, look what I say, I'm a party

animal, hey!

planned the whole thing single -handedly. Of course, he did confer with

world's greatest living authority on slumber parties.

Me.

Come on, Tony, let's go make room in the freezer. For what?

The first girl that falls asleep gets her bra frozen.

Or in Bonnie's case, her undershirt.

Hey, Mona,

I really appreciate you helping me with this, because, you know, I wanted to fit

in so bad.

Don't you think that's an awful lot of room just for a bra?

Well, you never know, Tony. The first person to fall asleep may be me.

Not bad, huh? Just two weeks in the school. And Robin Fraser's sleeping bag

your floor? I know!

It's just one thing.

She thinks that my dad's loaded.

Don't worry, because it won't come up.

Ooh, real bean ceiling.

Nice house.

He's terrific. What does your dad do? Oh, he's a congressman. But he made most

of his money in the private sector.

Oh.

Great.

What does your dad do?

I'm not really sure, but he won a Nobel Prize.

So, what do you think your dad does now?

Well, he's a big success in advertising.

Yes, in advertising.

He's the president of Wallace and McQuaid.

Really? It's the 12th largest advertising agency in the country. Oh,

great.

I don't believe it, Mona. She's out there lying about me.

Well, Tony, maybe it's a party game. You know, fib about your father.

It's a nice try, Mona. I'll tell you why she's lying, because she's ashamed.

Because the housekeeper ain't good enough for her and her new friends.

Well... You know...

She's under a lot of pressure to fit in. Yeah, I know. And I wanted to fit in.

But I can't let her get away with lying.

I don't know why not. I've been getting away with lying at my birthday party for

years.

Come on. Don't be so hard on her, huh?

Thirteen is a rough age.

Yeah, I guess so. Thirteen. So is fourteen.

And fifteen. And sixteen.

And 32 was no bowl of cherry.

We are living in a material world. And I am a material girl. You know

that.

How come when you kiss a boy you have to close your eyes?

Yeah, Sam, do you think I could see a second in the kitchen?

Excuse me, ladies.

I'll be right back.

I'm not dead?

Samantha, I heard what you said about me out there.

What do you mean? I don't know what you're talking about.

I didn't mean it.

It just kind of happened.

Yeah, well, you know you can't be, and you shouldn't. and be ashamed of who you

are. I mean, if there's one thing your mother and I tried to teach you, that

it.

Now, you want to go outside and tell your friends the truth or you want me to

it for you?

I'll do it.

Okay, sweetheart.

I'm sorry, Dad.

I know you are, baby. I know, I know.

I guess you mean tonight, huh?

I really wanted you to like me a lot.

Well, of course you did. We're the popular girls.

Yeah.

And we do like you, Sam.

And we took a vote.

You are our new best friend.

I think you are cheerleader material. Definitely.

Did you hear that?

Yeah, I heard.

Don't bronze my pom -poms yet.

Remember when I was telling you about my dad?

Well, uh, I might have stretched the truth just a little bit.

Okay, I lied. You lied to your new best friends?

My dad didn't come up with that campaign there.

I just said it because... Well, because... Because... Because

is a collaborative art.

See, there's graphic artists, there's market analysts, there's copywriters,

one loaning his or her own expertise to a common goal.

I mean, I didn't come up with that ad, but I put the team together that did.

And he did it so quickly.

Dad, you're the best.

That's why I'm the president.

Will boy George let his hair grow long?

Hello,

everybody. Happy birthday.

Angela. Angela?

Who's that?

It's Angela.

Is she your mom?

Well, uh... Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

She's your mom. She's my wife. My wife. Oh, me?

Yeah, we're married. We've been married for years. For years since the wedding,

right?

Excuse me. Could I have a word with you privately in the kitchen? Excuse me. Do

you mind telling me what the hell is going on here?

We're going in the kitchen. Hold me a minute.

Hey, Sam. Is your dad upset because your mom's on a date?

A date?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

This is not a date.

This is cousin... Cousin... Andrew.

Andrew, such a big family.

Well, my goodness, Andrew, we haven't seen you in forever.

Since the wedding, huh?

Has it been that long?

Well, my goodness, we can't let that happen again, can we? Why don't you call

me, Andrew? Here, you'll come by, we'll barbecue.

Moved in here, I've had to explain a lot of things to my date.

But married to you?

Well, I had to say we were married because I said I owned your house.

And I'm also the president of Wallace and McQuaid.

You're the president of Wallace and McQuaid.

Samantha just wanted to be like the rest of her friends who just happened to be

loaded. Oh, so you're me and I'm your wife. Who's my mother, Tina Turner?

No, we've got the truth on that. She's your mother. Good.

Sam's grandmother.

Oh, come on, Angela. I know it's wrong, and Sam knows it's wrong, but can't we

just let it slide for tonight? I mean, look, I can't give my daughter what

other guys give their kids, but I can give her her 13th birthday.

So what do you say, Angela?

Will you be my wife?

Tony, this is the stupidest thing I've ever heard of.

What do you got better offer?

flesh. Hello, Mama.

Don't forget Papa.

Oh, Mama.

Where is Andrew?

Oh, you'll see Cousin Andrew at the next family funeral.

We're playing tooth or dare.

You have to swear to tell the truth or you have to take the dare.

Want to play, Mrs. Bauer? Why not?

What have we got to hide?

This will be fun.

Wait a minute. How come your name is Bauer and your husband is Maselli?

Yes, dear. Why is that?

I use my own name for business reasons.

What business are you in?

Advertising. Angela.

Oh, just like your husband.

Well, actually, she's not in advertising.

Yeah, yeah, that's right. She's not in advertising. She sort of just helps me.

You know, the woman behind the man sort of thing.

Isn't that right, dear?

Right, dear.

Okay,

truth or dare, when you two met, was it love at first sight? No.

Angela, she said she wanted the truth. One look, she was hooked.

You wish.

Angela, you asked me to move in the first day you met me. And he's been

her pillows ever since.

You're such a card.

Let's open the presents.

I've had this grin on his face for weeks. I'm going to open his.

Oh, no, no, no.

Let's open some of the girls, and we'll do mine tomorrow.

No, that means it's going to be good. Come on, open it.

Wow.

Oh, it's a locket. Oh, my God. It opens.

Wait.

There's a picture inside.

It's you, Mr. Maselli.

Yes, ma 'am.

Who's that?

Oh, she's beautiful.

Yeah, she's gorgeous, isn't she? She's Sam's aunt.

She's Sam's aunt. No, she's not, Dad.

She's my mother.

And she taught me to be proud of who I am.

And you want to know something, baby?

I am proud of who you are.

You know something else? I think you look just like her.

No, Julia, she is not her mother.

Really? And who is she?

She's Angela.

She's terrific.

But the truth is, she's my dad's boss.

My dad's her housekeeper.

And you still have time to run an advertising agency?

I do the housekeeping around here.

Angela's the advertising president.

Why didn't you tell us?

I was afraid you wouldn't like me if you knew the truth.

I'm not rich, and I bring my lunch.

Samantha Maselli from Brooklyn.

Hey, yo. Oh, wait.

Oh, Sam, I would have still liked you. Me too.

Not me.

What?

I am a star. You guys know that.

But I guess it's too late.

I already like you.

You do the rules, Angela.

want to fall asleep.

You were right, Tony. We didn't need that much space.