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Oh, my God.

-What? -Did you see this?

Look what Jamie wrote.

Oh, my God!

He knows his letters.

There are actual words here.

I mean, it's crude,

and it's not clear what he's communicating,

but Jamie is a genius.

There's my homework!

What?

I do my homework once in a while.

♪ Yes, no, maybe ♪

♪ I don't know ♪

♪ Can you repeat the question? ♪

♪ You're not the boss of me now ♪

♪ You're not the boss of me now ♪

♪ You're not the boss of me now ♪

♪ And you're not so big... ♪

♪ You're not the boss of me now ♪

♪ You're not the boss of me now ♪

♪ You're not the boss of me now ♪

♪ And you're not so big ♪

♪ Life is unfair ♪

Once every six months,

Mom wakes us up at 5:00 a.m., shoves us into the car,

and makes us go to the outlet stores.

I tell you, I am never disappointed in Value Village.

No other place in the county has such a selection of irregulars.

Are these made in some country where people aren't symmetrical?

Stop complaining.

If it weren't for Value Village, most of this family

would have to run around naked.

That place is all that separates us from the apes.

Oh, for crying out loud.

What? I was not! You look great!

The Paysons Outlet has 48-packs of paper towels for half price.

I wish we had more room in this car.

I knew we should have put

the rack on top...

What's wrong with all of you?

We're just thinking about all those towels, honey.

I mean, you're not the only one who loves a bargain.

[chuckles]

[TV playing]

[Lois sighs]

[TV shuts off]

-Come on! -What are you doing?

Saving your minds from turning into mush.

You've been sitting on that couch watching TV for hours.

So what? There's nothing else to do.

There's never anything to do around here.

Because you have no imaginations because you sit

in front of that idiot box all day long.

HAL: Your mother's right.

It's a sad day when three healthy boys

can't think of anything to do with a beautiful Saturday.

You could take a walk, you could

roll a hoop, you can start a rock collection. There.

That's three ideas in five seconds.

I hope you're embarrassed.

You boys have no idea how lucky you are.

The day will come where you won't be

able to complain about having nothing to do.

HAL: That's right.

You'll have responsibilities and a career and children.

And then you'll ask yourself, "Hey, where's my boredom now?"

All right, all right, just stop lecturing us!

God forbid those three should have to make their own fun.

I hate to admit it, but Mom challenged us

to use our creativity, and I think we're better for it.

How much time do we have before the lights come on?

We've got a few minutes.

Let's give her crazy eyes, Dracula fangs,

and a giant fart cloud.

Eh. Feels done.

We went to all the trouble to get up here.

Let's really think about...

Reese!

What are you writing?

"I want Reese."

Come on. You know she's thinking it.

How are we supposed to get away with this

if you put your name up there?

Relax. We're miles from our house.

Nobody here knows us.

Oh, my God!

Did you hear something?

LOIS: What are you boys doing up there?

It's Mom!

How'd she know where to find us?

I told you she's got tracking devices in our fillings!

If you two geniuses had ripped them out like I did,

we wouldn't be in this mess!

Maybe she didn't see us.

Reese, Malcolm, Dewey, you get down here this instant!

[ with bad Spanish accent]: Missus, I don't know

who you are thinking we are.

Your boys are very different boys than we are being.

Oh, no!

Where's the back door on this thing?

It's a billboard!

We are so dead! This time she'll finish us!

What are we gonna do?!

Oh, God! Oh, God!

Why do billboards have to be so visible?

Come down now!

Reese, give me your pocket knife.

Okay... but if you miss her,

you'll only make her madder.

What are you doing?

Hold on. I know that look.

He's using his brain.

We can't come down because we are...

protesting this offensive depiction of women!

-What?! -What?!

We've come up here to make a difference in the world!

Yeah!

To speak for women like this one who can't speak for themselves!

Yeah, because they're billboards!

Shut up. We're not coming down until

women everywhere get the respect they deserve!

No matter how long it takes,

we're staying up here!

Oh, for the love of God.

I don't know who you think you're fooling.

It's about time!

Thank you, boys!

God bless you!

[clamoring voices]

REESE: Oh, no.

She's talking to the cops.

Wait. That's good. If she gets ahold of us,

she'll have to beat us within the law.

All these people showing up is making her madder and madder.

Why didn't we just climb down right away?

What were you thinking?

I don't know. I panicked.

I want to know what you're going to do

to get my boys down.

It's a complicated situation, ma'am.

We have very specific guidelines

for how to deal with political protesters.

They're not political protesters.

Those boys don't give a damn about women's rights!

If they did, they'd clean up their rooms once in a while!

-This is hooliganism! -Sorry it took me so long.

Eight different baby-sitters turned me down.

Do you know Jamie's on a website?

-Where are the boys? -I told you.

Oh, good God!

I thought it was a metaphor.

I'm sure you have ladders.

I'm sure you have people who climb them.

So get one of them up there

and get my children down!

Ma'am, let me explain something about the Police Commissioner.

This is an election year.

We've had a lot of unflattering video on the news lately.

The Chang case,

the Jefferson case,

the Rodriguez case.

All he has left is the white vote.

So he's not going to let a bunch of video cameras

tape us manhandling those children.

But if there's anything else that we can do for you...

Yeah, how about you call a cop?

[chuckles] Sorry, Officer.

It's not you, it's me.

I have a severe gambling problem.

Lost the house playing Pai Gow.

She's a saint. Would you excuse us a moment?

Honey, calm down.

You know what pepper spray feels like.

Let's just give it an hour or two.

When these people lose interest, and the crowd disperses,

we'll get the boys down.

REPORTER: That's right, Steven.

I'm here at the scene of this dramatic demonstration...

In an age of cynicism when it's said

that young people don't care about the important issues...

These three youngsters seem to have struck a nerve among

like-minded citizens who've had enough

of this degrading depiction of women.

Lois, did you see all the news vans?

Lyle at 7:00 told me to get out of his shot.

He is one handsome man.

Over here we have the proud mother

of these three young protesters.

What do you want the nation to know about your boys?

No comment.

So you must be the father?

Can we get some comment from you?

I-I don't know that I really want to sound off.

How do you account for your sons' extraordinary sensitivity

to women's issues?

Well, Dinah, in our house

we emphasize the rights of all people.

I've tried to pass along

what I like to call "core values."

Equality, respect, compassion, nutrition.

We have something called the Clean Plate Club.

What's that cop doing?

I think he's throwing something.

Oh, my God!

-What is it? -It's a cell phone.

[phone rings]

Hello.

-Hello. -Mom?

Before you say anything, I want you to listen carefully.

There are a couple ways we can handle this.

If you come down right now,

I can go as low as three weeks in your room.

If there's no more trouble,

you get two meals a day and enough light to read by.

You should think about this very carefully,

but you've only got ten minutes until this offer expires.

Then all bets are off.

Oh, my God.

I know.

She's negotiating.

She's never negotiated anything before.

We found a weakness.

All these people and the TV cameras.

She must be scared.

I didn't think this was possible.

Suddenly, she looks so small.

People, the battle before us may be long,

but we will not stop

until we end the oppression!

Women of the world...

unite!

[applause and cheering]

I am their mother, and I say this has gone on long enough!

Don't you have snipers

with tranquilizer guns, or a giant net?!

What do I pay taxes for?

HAL: Now, the life

of a crusader is not an easy one

but, once that fire is lit,

there is no putting it out.

Feminism must be very important to your boys.

Meryl, please!

They're not my "boys." They're my children.

If you feel the need to label them, I'm sorry for you.

It's high time we showed

a national audience...

[ softly]: This is national?

...that we're still

producing heroes in this country,

and three of them

are up there!

[applause and cheering]

It's your sons, ma'am.

Well, you're cutting it awfully close.

I gave you ten minutes,

and you've taken nearly nine and a half.

We decided we're not coming down.

What?!

We discussed it as a family.

See, we figure you're as mad now

as you possibly can ever get.

We've reached the point where nothing we do

can make it any worse.

So every hour we stay up here is another hour of freedom.

Plus another 30 or 40 supporters added to our fan base.

Malcolm, let's set aside the fact

that you know you've done wrong.

Let's ignore that you're pretending to have

principles you don't have just to get out of it.

You have to come down sometime.

And life is long.

That's what's nice about being young.

We really don't think that far ahead.

This whole thing's been kind of eye-opening.

If nothing else, we've all had a lesson

on the ephemeral nature of power.

Power's a funny thing.

It's when you think you have it that you're in trouble.

Valid point. Historically.

But on a philosophical level, Mom...

we've already won. We're free.

And no matter what happens tonight, we both know it.

I think it's getting cold up here.

I don't think we should do this anymore.

I don't know who we think we're kidding.

We're not going to be able to win this.

Dewey, don't look into her eyes!

Huh?

What just happened?

Damn it.

I remember my mother, smart as any man,

down on her knees in the kitchen,

scrubbing that floor till it shined.

I think I was seven when I made a promise

to myself and to all women...

-Hal? -Yes.

Oh, my God.

I saw you on TV tonight,

and I couldn't believe it was you,

but you kept talking

and talking and talking,

and I realized it had to be you.

Wendy...

How long's it been?

23 years, Hal.

You know, I remember the last time I saw you

down to the day and the minute.

I can tell you exactly where I was standing...

Wendy, that was so long ago.

I've got a whole new life now.

You can't just come here and expect...

Promises were made, Hal.

And now that I found you,

I'm not just gonna go away.

Look, I know that there are some issues

that probably need resolving...

[shrieks]

Listen, honey, let's get a cup of coffee way over there.

No. I have an idea.

-Is this going up to the boys? -Yes, it's some baked goods,

some jackets for when it gets cold...

and my phone number.

Oh, this is wonderful.

You certainly went to a lot of trouble.

My boys are just going to be so appreciative of your kindness.

I think the Green Valley Women's Collective

makes better banana bread than the Feminists for Change.

According to the wrapper,

we're the first male hands to touch this.

You know, except for Mom and Dad and Francis and Jamie,

I think this has really brought our family together.

Ooh.

What are you doing?

-What? -You know what.

Why do you get the one with the cherry?

I just grabbed one. I don't care.

If you don't care, then let me have it.

I already took it.

Hey, I'm here, too. I want the cherry.

You always do this.

You only want it because I have it.

I don't care what you have.

Reese, you're not the center of everything.

Wait.

Why would they only put a cherry on one cupcake?

This is Mom.

There may be those who will try to drive a wedge between us.

But if we learn

nothing else tonight,

we will learn to stand together!

[cheering]

Damn it.

We have a pretty sweet deal up here.

Food, drinks.

Every one of our needs is being taken care of.

Every one.

Man, they better stop sending up bran muffins.

Hey! You may want to burn thisbasket!

How are the books they gave us?

The feminist joke book's a little ham-fisted,

but these fairy tales are interesting.

In this one,

Cinderella tells the Prince

he's sapping her woman-strength,

and she pushes him aside to create a matriarchy

with fluid gender roles.

Can you believe these cows

actually think we're on their side?

WOMAN: We love you, boys!

Right on, sister!

Check out that pig.

You don't have to talk about them like that.

They've been really nice to us.

Yeah, and they really believe in this stuff.

That is such a load.

Every woman down there is just here because they're jealous.

Of what?

Of the fact that they're not hot enough to be strippers.

They act like they're all offended,

but really they're just mad about their own giant butts.

Believe me, in their heart of hearts,

every woman wants to be her.

What about Mom?

We're not talking about moms.

We're talking about women.

So all women want to be strippers?

There are no women in the world

who want to be doctors or lawyers or anything like that?

Cut the act, Malcolm. They can't hear you.

Just because they look like dogs

doesn't mean they hear like dogs.

I'm sleeping on the other side.

Come on, I was just being honest!

[scoffs] So whipped.

♪ Where are the heroes who fight for a cause? ♪

♪ Who live by the code of their own moral laws? ♪

♪ Who stand up to tyrants and fight the police? ♪

♪ Like Gandhi and Martin and Bobby and Rosa... ♪

♪ And Malcolm and Dewey and Reese? ♪

♪ And Malcolm and Dewey and Reese ♪

[applauding]

WOMAN: Reese?

[singsong voice] Reese.

Hi.

I've been wanting to talk to you.

-Really? -Yeah, sugar.

I had to wait for your brothers to go to sleep.

You don't want to share me, do you?

Everyone's mad at me.

Malcolm and Dewey think I'm a jerk.

You're not a jerk.

You're just little.

I think you're cute as a bug.

Do you want me to kiss you?

Uh... yes, ma'am.

Wow.

Damn tootin', wow.

So, will you take off your giant top?

Do you have a giant dollar?

I'll get a whole bunch if you'll come back again.

I'll come back every night if you want.

You're so great.

The girls at school won't even talk to me.

Listen, if they're not willing to talk to you,

or dance on a pole, they're not really your friends.

You don't need them.

You have me.

I'm perfect.

I'm the only woman in the world for you, Reese.

-You are? -Of course.

I'm 60 feet tall.

My skin is five inches thick.

No matter how creepy

and insensitive and thoughtless you are, you can't hurt me.

That's all I ever wanted.

Why aren't all women like you?

Well, I'm not real, sugar.

Oh, yeah.

You just dreamed me up as a super-sexy way

to face the fact that you're going to live

the rest of your life alone.

But that's not for sure, is it?

And you know the saddest part?

You're gonna wake up before you can think

of anything really good to do with me.

Wait.

We can't just give up on this.

Wait!

Don't leave me.

Don't leave me!

Right now the mother of the protesters

is with the Police Commissioner, pleading for her brave boys

whose sacrifice continues to inspire so many.

Those boys are like dogs.

I have to get them on their backs

just to reestablish my dominance.

Look, this whole protest thing is a lie anyway.

They don't believe a word of it.

If it's an issue of liability, I'll sign any waiver.

Just get them down here!

Do I appear to look concerned?

What?

Yeah, sure, you look concerned.

Oh, thank God.

My handlers say that I don't pull it off.

Can't do the mouth.

I want those boys down.

Believe me, there is nothing I would like more

than to tear 'em down and crack a few heads.

But, in an election year,

we all have to make sacrifices.

You know, this whole thing brings me back to my days

on the Freedom Ride.

It's fantastic.

-We're getting an injunction. -What?

The ACLU found a judge who's completely sympathetic

to what your boys are doing.

In two hours, we'll have an airtight court order,

and your boys can stay up there for days, even weeks.

Excuse me. I have something to say.

I want the world to know how proud I am of my boys

for making this statement, despite the wind and the cold

and little Dewey's medical condition.

And I want to thank the Police Commissioner

for letting my son stay up there, even if it means

rolling the dice on a diabetic coma.

It's nice to see someone who cares about principles

more than they care about the life of a little boy.

Get 'em down.

[ gasps]

Malcolm! Reese!

Oh, my God!

We'll have you in your mother's arms in a minute, little Dewey!

No!

Excuse me. Are you Hal's wife?

-Yeah. This is, uh... -There's something you need to know about your husband.

We both worked

at the Tiger Shop at Macy's.

One night he got me drunk and...

borrowed $400 from me!

What?

He bought a velour suit and faked his own death

to get out of paying me back. He actually blew up a phone booth.

I figure, with interest, it comes to about ten grand.

I'm sorry, but...

[booing]

Hey! Hey, everybody!

You can take us down, but first I have something to say.

I realized something up here.

This woman is beautiful, she's sexy,

and perfect and gigantic, but you know what?

She isn't real.

If she was real, she'd be different.

I know that, if I was real,

I'd want people to listen to me.

I'd want people to care about what I think and not ignore me.

I guess what these protesters are trying to say

is that women-- real women--

aren't that different from regular people.

They want the same things that men want.

Only men don't have to hold a big protest to get them.

And women shouldn't have to either.

[smattering of applause]

Well, I'm very proud of you boys.

Let's go home where I can truly express how I'm feeling.

I've had six hours to figure out

all the horrible things that are going to happen to you.

You, I still have to think about.

Get him to Deaconess Diabetic Center right away.

Dad! Tell them what's going on!

-Tell them I'm not... -He's fading! Let's go! Let's go!

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