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(Crows caw)

(Frankie) Raising kids--

it seems to go by in the blink of an eye.

But it's all worth it 'cause you know someday

they're gonna grow up and be...

Why are you lurking outside my door?

God, it's like you're stalking me! (Clatter)

Awful. (Sighs)

Ugh. Is it me, or is Axl being a bigger jerk

than usual lately?

I don't know.

Seems like about the normal amount of jerk to me.

No, I'm serious, Mike. He's been horrible to me.

I'm just trying to get some answers out of him

about his graduation party, and he's all, like...

(Mocking voice) "What's with you?

"Stop stalking me. If it bugs you so much,

why don't you flush it?"

I don't know how much more I can take.

And look around this place. I got a high tolerance for pain. (Bottles rattle)

Hmm. Hey, Brick,

I got a notice from the school. (Water running)

You gotta collect all your stuff from the Lost and Found

by the end of the week,

or they're gonna donate it to the poor.

Get my stuff, Brick. I want my stuff back.

Hmm. I don't recall losing anything.

What kind of stuff are we talking about?

Huh. A lunch box, an IU sweatshirt,

a winter jacket, a rain jacket, the Donahues' jacket,

the good flashlight, the bad flashlight,

a bubble umbrella, and I'm gonna be conservative

and say, oh, 20 pairs of mittens.

Huh.

Since you know exactly what's missing,

maybe you should go. You really seem to have a handle on this.

(Sighs)

Excuse me, everyone.

As you know, I'm taking my driver's exam on Friday,

and since the sixth time is the charm,

I would like to make our last week on the bus together

a week to remember, and I would like to kick it off

by having my bus buddies, AKA you guys,

sign my yearbook. Yeah?

Yep, it was the end of an era,

'cause for Sue, the bus wasn't just the bus.

It was a rolling yellow memory making machine.

Thanks, guys. I'm really gonna cherish this.

Ha ha. Very funny, guys.

I hope not having lunch today was worth that prank.

(Chuckles) Looks like somebody really struck it rich

at the Lost and Found.

You're Brick Heck, right? You're the class historian.

- Am I? - He was.

So... how is your slide show coming along?

Since I'm the vice principal, that's kind of my baby.

Slide show?

Well, you know, for the final assembly,

when the historian presents his big presentation.

Why do you think you've been taking all those pictures

for the past four years?

For the assembly, of course.

That's exactly why I've been taking all those pictures,

which I definitely did do, by the way.

Now remember, dear, your photo montage

should be poignant and heartfelt.

We've allotted 15 minutes,

but you can go a full 20 if you need to.

Oh, good. That takes some of the pressure off.

Really looking forward to it.

Oh, good, you're home. I... (Sighs)

I need you to give me some answers

about your graduation party.

Oh, you still talking about that?

(Scoffs) Yes, I am, because you won't.

(Bottles rattle) So how many of your friends do you think will be coming?

Unknown.

- Will Sean and Darrin wanna bring their parents? - Unknown.

What about food and drinks?

"Un" and "known."

Well, can it be known?

Can you give me maybe one second of your attention

so that I can know some of this stuff?

(Groans) Look, your graduation is a big deal, Axl.

It wasn't exactly breezy getting you

through four years of high school,

and we would like to celebrate it.

Fine. Whatever you want.

No, it's not whatever I want. It's whatever you want.

Ho ho ho! That's hilarious. This is not what I want.

I just wanna hang out with my friends.

I don't even want a party.

You wanna give me what I want? How about a car?

(Dog barking in distance) (Sighs)

(Mouth full) Oh, my God. She's here again.

Don't shut the door in my face,

and don't call me "she."

You're female, are you not?

What am I supposed to call you? God!

We are not finished here, Axl.

I literally need just two minutes of your time.

I don't think that's too much to ask.

Actually, it is. I'm already late for Darrin's party. (Spraying)

(Coughs) And I wanna get there

before all the jell-o sh... alad is gone. (Can clatters)

Look, I'll be home by 11:30. We can talk about it then.

Fine. I will be waiting for you right here

- at exactly 11:30, and I expect you to be here. - I will.

With your full attention.

My full attention.

And no jell-o on your breath.

11:30. I want you to give me your word.

Fine. You have my word.

(Door closes)

I'm just gonna say it

'cause it might help others in the future.

(Vehicle passes) A teenager's word doesn't mean squat.

It was midnight, and still no sign of Axl.

Hey, mom, quick thing.

I need you to take about 200 pictures of my classmates

and set them to music in a slide show.

It should be touching but not schmaltzy,

funny, but without trying too hard.

And if you could have it ready Friday morning by 10:00,

that'd be great. 11:00 at the latest. Night.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Brick.

How long have you known about this?

What's today? Thursday?

About... four years.

- Brick! - It's not my fault.

They should have voted for Jay Gold.

I got elected based on one good speech

and didn't have the skills to back it up.

It's really what's wrong with politics.

I'm sorry, Brick, but you're gonna have to

figure this one out on your own, 'cause I'm over it.

I'm done getting in the middle of my kids' lives.

Hey, where are you going?

Unknown.

53 times without stopping.

What, you don't believe me? Hmm? I'll do it right now.

Someone give me two straws.

(Chuckles) I'm telling you. (Laughs)

Dude.

Somebody in our family better be dead right now,

and not some weird cousin I've never met.

I'm talking dad, Brick, or Sue.

Nobody's dead, but if you don't get in my car right now,

it can be arranged.

Just go, please, and I'll meet you outside in three minutes.

(Whispers) - I promise. - Yeah.

You already promised to be home by 11:30,

so I think the promise ship has sailed. Hi, Sean.

Oh! (Grunts)

You don't wanna do this, mom, seriously.

This is the most embarrassing thing any parent

has ever done, ever.

You sure about that?

Ooh. I like this song.

What are you doing?

I don't know. This groove kinda makes me feel like...

gettin' down.

Mom, no. Don't do this to me.

This is my last high school party. I can't end like this.

Darrin! (Laughter)

No! No!

(Laughing and murmuring)

(Sniffs)

You are the worst mother ever!

Oh, tell me something I don't know.

Do you know how many years of cool you just erased

with your stupid mama pajama dance?

Hey, I thought very hard before I pulled that rip cord,

but it's the only weapon I have left.

You know, you have been impossible lately.

Maybe you should stop trying to boss me around all the time

and talk to me like a person.

What?! All I've been trying to do is talk to you,

and you just keep running away.

You gave me your word that you would be home an hour ago.

"I'm Axl. I just give people my word

without even thinking about what it means."

Oh, we're doing impressions now? Hmm?

Okay. "I'm mom. Uh, I never stop talking,

and I'm in your face 24 hours a day."

All right, that's it. I'm sick of your attitude!

- Get out of my sight! - Fine!

Don't you walk away from me!

Oh, my God! She's nuts. She's totally nuts!

I told you not to call me "she."

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Break it up.

You, in your room. You, in the kitchen.

Whoa, hey. (Stammers) This is not my fault.

Mom's freaking out on me for no reason.

I'm freaking out for a very good reason.

He is making me freak out, and I'm not freaking out.

Look, I don't know what's going on here,

but I know I gotta side with her, so go.

Hey. Wha-- uh... ugh!

(Sighs) I am going to kill him, I tell you!

(Door slams) I'm gonna kill him.

Just relax. He's not gonna be here much longer.

Then I'll have to act fast, won't I?

I can't stand him, Mike. I just hate his stupid face.

I swear to God, when he goes off to college,

I'm not even gonna miss him.

(Sighs) Look, all this fighting is just nature's way

of helping you guys deal with the fact he's leaving.

You think mama birds push their babies out of the nest

to help 'em fly? Maybe they're just sick of 'em.

Trust me, Frankie. It's the natural order of things.

It's why you guys have been annoying each other

so much lately.

- I'm not doing anything. I'm being great. It's him. - Uh-huh.

Are you in your pajamas with your coat on?

I was cold, and I thought we were hating him right now.

He... is a bad, bad child,

and you are a wonderful mother.

Thank you.

I would just like to remind everyone

that today is going to be our final ride together,

and to thank you guys for all the good times we had,

I baked some peanut butter cookies

'cause I know someone on this bus

really likes peanut butter.

Ha ha.

And if you guys would like to thank me

with a round of "For She's A Jolly Good Fellow,"

let's just say I would not hate that.

Why don't I just get it started?

For she's a jolly good fellow

for she's a... jolly...

You know, I have tried and tried with you guys all year.

But you guys have no bus spirit.

And you know what? I am a jolly good fellow.

You guys aren't. You're bad fellows!

Yes, Brian?

I think I speak for all of us when I say

please pass that test.

(Chanting) Past that test!

(Students join in) Pass that test!

Pass that test! Pass that test!

Pass that test! Pass that test! Pass that test!

(School bell rings)

Ahem.

Hi there, Brick.

How's my favorite class historian doing?

Actually, there's been a little hiccup

with the photo montage, but the good news is,

you'll have an extra 15 minutes to play with at the assembly.

Oh, well, these things happen. (Chuckles)

Oh, I knew you'd understand.

But they don't happen to me. Now you listen to me.

And you listen good, you little punk.

You're gonna do the job you were elected to do four years ago,

or I will turn you inside out and wear you like a hat.

Ha. I know everyone thinks the vice principal's a joke.

I hear the whispers.

I don't like it when people whisper about me, Brick.

Got it?

Got it. (Whispers) Got it.

(Gasps, normal voice) Sorry! (Whispers) Sorry.

(Normal voice) I can't stop whispering!

(Whispers) - Whispering. - This photo montage is the only thing

the Principal doesn't have her stinkin' paws all over,

and if you mess it up,

I will make your life a living hell.

I have connections in middle school,

and I can make sure you get the smelliest locker

and the meanest teachers

and extra gym.

Oh, no.

Oh, yes.

(School bell rings) Well, anyway,

I can't wait to see your presentation, dear.

(Clicks teeth)

Now remember, Sue, this is just like a car,

only much bigger and harder to drive.

Why did Axl have to take your car?

What if I fail again?

I cannot get back on that bus, dad.

Sue, listen to me.

You have screwed up this driving test so many ways,

I can't think of another mistake you could possibly make.

Aw! Thanks for the pep talk, dad.

Okay. Let's do this!

Whoo! (Makes whooshing sounds)

Sue Heck.

(Exhales deeply)

(Amplified voice) And now with no further ado,

your class historian, Brick Heck,

will take you on a magical, musical journey

of your years at Orson Elementary.

Brick?

(Under breath) You better blow the doors off this place.

(Exhales deeply)

(Amplified voice) Memories.

(Click)

I could show you all

pictures of your time here at Orson Elementary,

but those would be my memories, not yours.

So instead, I invite you to close your eyes

and picture your own memories.

(Click)

Remember the field trip to the Indiana Dunes

in second grade?

I don't, but maybe you do.

Maybe you had a great time.

(Click)

What about the time that you

and your friend and your other friend

locked arms on the playground?

Boy, you guys are close.

(Click)

And now sit back and enjoy a musical montage

of all your best memories, artfully put together

in your own imagination, while I hum the tune

to the appropriate, if not overused,

graduation anthem, "We Are Young" by Fun.

(Humming "We Are Young")

(Clicking)

(Students giggling)

Who is that?

Did we vote for him?

He's weird.

So Brick left elementary school with his reputation intact.

(Click, Brick stops humming)

- Nailed it. - This isn't over.

I will hunt you like a dog in the street.

Well, wasn't that delightful? (Clapping hands)

And now Mimi Millhauser on the flutophone.

Okay, Sue, in about a half mile, you're gonna wanna take--

I know. Take a right at the stop sign,

a left by the yellow house with the apple tree in the yard,

then bring it down to 25 miles an hour

for the school zone.

This is not my first barbecue.

Nice signal.

And... nice turn.

Only six blocks to go, and Sue was doing great.

Maybe it was all her experience paying off.

Maybe it was bobblehead Jesus.

But of course, Sue being Sue...

(Horn honks) (Gasps)

(Pants) Windshield obstructed.

Activating wipers.

Peripheral vision compromised.

I really think we should stop.

Don't worry. I got this.

Whoa-oh.

- Watch out! - No choice but to go through!

(Tires screeching) Oh, God.

Mattress! Oh!

It's okay! I can still see!

For the love of God, pull over! I have children!

No! I only have two blocks left!

(Bang, rattling) Pothole.

Not a problem!

(Siren wailing)

Page 47 in the manual--

how to stay calm in a hazardous situation!

(Tires screech)

(Brakes squeal)

(Shifts gears)

I've been doing this for 30 years. (Turns off engine)

(Sighs) And that was the single greatest piece of driving

I have ever seen.

Congratulations, Sue Heck. You passed.

(Gasps) Aah!

(Screaming and laughing)

(Continues screaming)

Axl, come on! Let's go! I wanna get a good seat.

(Axl) I'm coming. God!

Did I mention that the examiner said

it was the single greatest piece of driving he's ever seen?

- I'm sure you did great, honey. - Yeah.

She did do great. Sue, you're an excellent driver.

(Gasps) Can I drive the family to graduation?

Absolutely not.

No, no, no, no, no. Unh-unh.

- What? - You're not wearing white socks with dress pants.

Go change.

Why?

Because you're gonna be onstage, and everybody'll see 'em,

and it looks ridiculous.

Nobody's gonna be looking at my socks. Let's just go!

Come on. Brick's waiting in the car. Let's go.

Axl, I am serious. Go put on some black socks.

Why do you even care about this? They're my feet.

The doctor pulled you out of me with those feet,

so I think I have some say.

Look... now put these on.

Make me. (Thud)

You are not leaving this house. Don't you dare leave this house!

Oh, my God. What are you doing?

Change... your... socks!

Oh! (Grunting)

All right, if you're not gonna change 'em, I will.

- Hey! You can't do this! - Give me that. Take your-- get your shoes off.

- Get your shoe off. - Aah! No.

I'm telling you, you're changing those socks!

No! Never!

- Never! - Get back here.

Ohh!

- Aah! - Uhh!

You are not going anywhere in those socks!

Aah! You're hurting me! You're hurting your son!

We are civilized people.

(Mouth full) There are rules to society,

and you're gonna learn 'em, damn it!

She's crazy! Your wife is crazy!

Should've put a fence around this place a long time ago.

(Both grunting)

No!

Where do you think you're goin'?

I'm getting a ride to graduation with the Donahues!

Fine! Maybe we won't even go!

So we're not going?

Oh, we're goin'. I need to make sure he's really leaving.

(Amplified voice) As we say good-bye to high school,

we look ahead to the next chapter of our lives

and the adventures it will bring--

college, jobs, travel...

Hey, that guy's wearing white socks just like Axl's.

Matter of fact, a lot of people are wearing white socks.

White socks, white socks, flip-flops.

We get it, Brick.

(Cassidy) So in closing, I just wanna say

even though I'm a pretty cynical person,

I'm really gonna miss this place.

As Shel Silverstein wrote,

"There are no happy endings. Endings are the saddest part.

So just give me a happy middle and a very happy start."

And thanks to all of you

for giving me a very happy start here.

(Boy) Whoo!

(Cheering)

(Exhales deeply)

(Man whistles)

(Principal Cameron, amplified voice) Thomas Halverson.

Yeah.

(Boy) - Whoo. - That was a squeaker, wasn't it?

Yeah. Julie Harris. Yeah.

Good luck with the baby. Last one.

Robert Hatfield.

All right. You behave tonight, Robert. You behave.

Elizabeth Hayworth. (Man whistles)

Here you go.

As I watched my first son

about to become a high school graduate,

I realized that Mike was right.

There is a natural order to things,

and by the time they go, you're ready. (Shutter clicks)

- Axl Heck. (Boy) - Whoo!

(Voice breaking) I'm not ready!

(Sobbing)

(Principal Cameron) - Brian Hedberg. (Sobbing) - Oh, no.

(Principal Cameron) Good luck at computer school.

I'm not ready! (Sobbing)

Mark Hef--

(Frankie sobbing loudly)

(Principal Cameron) Mark Hefferman.

(Crying) Jessica--

(Sobbing loudly)

Sarah Humphreys.

(Continues sobbing) (Mouths words)

(Mouths words)

(Continues sobbing)

Well, you said it was impossible

for me to miss 32 days of senior year

and still graduate.

Now who seems like the idiot? Huh?

Hey, do you guys want me to take a family picture?

After all, I was class historian.

I'm thinking about running again in middle school.

Actually, uh, could we get a picture first

of just me and mom?

Really?

Oh. Okay.

(Sighs) (Camera shutter clicks)

Whoo! All right! Let's get this party-started, huh?

Ha ha!

Actually, we decided to take the money we would have spent

on a party and get you something you really wanted.

Happy graduation. (Jangle)

(Gasps) Oh, my God!

It's got an engine and everything?

For 200 bucks, it better.

(Chuckles) Oh! (Laughs)

Ohh!

Wait. So wait. Seriously, there's no party?

Nope.

So... can I go hang out with my friends?

(Sighs)

(Whispers) Go.

This day just keeps getting more awesome. Ha ha ha!

I love you guys! Ha ha!

(Engine starts)

(Tires screech) Mom, since there's no party, would it be okay

if I went over to Carly's and showed her my license?

Please? I have been waiting for this day for so long.

(Exhales deeply) Sure.

Aah! (Laughs)

(Sighs)

(Car door opens and closes)

Never leave me. (Engine starts)

Don't worry. I won't. (Whispers) Worry.

(Normal voice) Whoop!

Yep, all the work that goes into raising a kid--

the heartache, the laughter, the worry, the tears--

it really does go by in the blink of an eye.

And all those annoying little things

that seemed so important--

who even remembers what they were?

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