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Ah, thank you for the mail, Vasquez.

Let's see. Junk. Junk.

Oh! The Remington bank statement,

the highlight reel of our greatest financial plays.

Down, set, what?

Rashida, look!

My word.

It's got to be fraud!

But who would spend that much money on fake snow?

What on earth?

Love me some sledding!

This is quite an extravagant purchase, even for you, Remy.

Only the best for me and my friends!

- Son! - Hey, Dad. Hey, Mom.

Explain this!

Hmm.

Looks like the BcRib is back at Burger Clown.

But for a limited time only!

Not that! This!

According to the bank, this week alone, you bought

a circus cannon,

a life-size model spaceship,

and you hired a sculptor?

Signore Remy! My masterpiece is complete!

Frederico, read the room.

What's the big deal?

I thought the point of having money was to spend it.

Yes, but prudently.

Son, your mother and I have devoted years to building a fortune

you'll one day inherit.

Yippee!

But you must be smarter with money.

Guys, don't worry.

If I spend it all,

I'll just go to the money store and get more.

It's even worse than we feared.

Our boy is a money dummy!

A money dummy?

Yes. And I see only one solution.

Remy Remington, you're cut off!

Cut off? But... but I... Please!

Not my big wallet.

I need it to live.

Fine.

Prove to us that you can live on just $1 for a day.

Then, maybe we'll change our minds.

It's time you learned the true value of money.

Condolences on the loss of your discretionary funds, Remy.

If it makes you feel any better, you're still a dollar richer than me.

I can't believe my parents think I'm a money dummy.

You know what? I'm gonna make my own fortune.

That'll prove to Mom and Dad that I'm a money smarty!

That's brilliant, Remy.

Tilly and I will aid in your quest,

for a small fee, of course.

Okay, let's all head to the money store!

So, there's no such thing as a money store.

But my parents got rich by buying a bunch of businesses.

So I'll just buy one of my own.

Now, which one should I pick?

Eenie, meenie, miney... Ooh!

That one!

Attention, everyone!

My name is Remy,

and I'm here to buy your business with this!

Wow, really?

Listen up, shoppers!

We've got a money dummy here

who thinks he can buy the store with a single dollar.

Please throw your little meatballs at him until he leaves in shame.

So you got a plan B?

No! It's been 20 minutes.

I thought I'd be rich again by now.

But I don't have a single good idea.

I need food to think!

Food comforts him in ways I cannot.

Goodbye, my one little dollar.

Here's your limited edition BcRib sandwich. Enjoy!

Well, at least my dollar did something useful.

There's the spirit.

There's no way I can make money now.

Curse my rumbly tummy.

What do you mean you're sold out of BcRibs?

Sorry. They're really popular and we only have a limited supply.

As a guy with pretty mainstream taste,

I represent the people of Big City when I say that I'd pay five...

No, 10 bucks for a BcRib!

Excuse me, sir. Would you really pay $10 for this sandwich?

Absolutely!

Tummy full.

Hey, looks like lunch is on Remy.

Guys, I just figured out how I'll make my fortune. Come on!

I need a loan for a bunch of money!

Oh, I'm sorry. We don't give loans to children.

Don't you recognize him?

This is Remy Remington, heir to the Remington fortune.

His family is on our vision board!

- Go in the corner and study this. - Yes, sir.

Sir, you're pre-approved. Sign here.

Remy, are you sure about all this?

Borrowing so much money seems like a bad idea.

Don't worry. I've got a money-making plan that can't fail.

I'm going to invest in BcRibs!

Remember how that guy paid 10 bucks

because that Burger Clown was out of BcRibs?

Kind of.

Well, how much would he pay

if every Burger Clown was sold out?

One BcRib for this birthday boy!

Sleep.

I'll take all your BcRibs!

I'll use the loan money to buy every BcRib I can.

Then, we eat 'em.

No. The next step is to store them in a vault for safekeeping.

Nobody but us can access them here.

And then, we eat 'em.

Don't worry, I'm following.

We'll act fast and hit every Burger Clown in the city.

So, by the time people catch on to what we're doing,

they'll be too late.

As the word spreads about the BcRib shortage,

people will grow desperate.

So desperate, they'll pay any price for our BcRibs.

And we'll reap the reward.

Would you look at that?

My plan was a complete Bc-cess.

Procurement Officer Vasquez, report.

We've now acquired every BcRib in the city, Master Remy.

Excellent. Chief Accountant Tilly, where does that put us?

By my calculations, we've just passed gold as the most valuable currency.

Chief Salesman Cricket, are you driving up that price?

What? I don't care if you're royalty or not.

Call me back when you have a real offer, Duke Armand!

Well, howdy, Mr. Remington. The name's Tex.

I'm a wealthy BcRib enthusiast and I'm here to buy you out.

Buy us out?

Yes, sir! To the sweet tune of one million dollars!

What?

That would send our profits through the roof!

Your plan worked!

You're not a money dummy. You're a money genius!

Wow! Thanks for the offer, Mr. Tex.

But, I'll pass.

What?

What? Well, Tex, you tried your best.

Vasquez, burn this for me.

Remy, wait!

I don't get it. You're passing up a million dollars here.

That's, like, a bajillion more than what you started with.

Cricket, that offer was an insult.

My empire is worth far more than that!

My success has made it clear that I truly do have this money stuff figured out.

I would say, even more so than my dear parents.

I won't sell a single bun till I surpass Mom and Dad's fortune.

I don't know, Remy.

Don't you think you're getting a little big for your BcBritches?

Excuse me, Cricket, but I know exactly how big my BcBritches are.

Uh, Remy, Cricket, you guys should see this.

Breaking news regarding the ongoing BcRib shortage.

We now go live to the CEO of Burger Clown.

This city's high demand of the BcRib sandwiches

has made them scarce and hard to find.

Which is why I'm pleased to announce

that the BcRib is now being added to Burger Clown's permanent menu!

Permanent menu! Permanent menu!

Now anyone can get one?

But that'll destroy the value of our BcRibs.

Okay, We can't make as much of a profit.

But we can still sell them for the original price of a dollar

and make the bank loan money back.

Huh?

Stale as a bone.

So they've gone stale.

We'll just find a new product to sell before the loan is due.

Knock knock. Just a reminder that your loan money is due by the end of the day.

Hypothetically, what if my business was in ruin and I couldn't pay it back?

Oh, no problem. We'll just take everything you own.

Starting with Remington Manor!

I'm saying we'll take your home. Goodbye!

I'm gonna lose my house!

Somebody do something!

Armand, my favorite dude.

Still want those BcRibs?

Gina? Can I still offer you--

There's no need for profanity.

They just need to be reheated!

Shockingly, the BcRib value is plunging even lower.

That's right, folks. This once-great product

is now being given away practically for free.

Please buy our BcRibs!

I'm begging you!

You lied, Mr. Chart!

Stop being stale!

What do we do, Master Remy?

Good news, Remy! We found a buyer!

Plot twists...

Huh? Vasquez?

Master Remy.

Where are we?

Delivering the BcRibs to the buyer.

The zoo?

I don't understand.

Why does the zoo want our BcRibs?

For penguin food, of course.

Stale BcRibs are like birthday cake to them.

Really? Sold!

Well, there is one condition for us to buy.

No pickles.

What? Penguins can't eat pickles?

Can they? Yes. Will they?

Not these divas.

We'll buy your BcRibs if you remove all the pickles.

Oh, well, that shouldn't be too hard.

If it will save my house...

Mr. Zookeeper, you've got a deal.

Not the nails. Not the nails!

He's eating me!

Finished.

Splendid! And your payment, as promised.

Wow!

Carry the one, and... Ah! Congratulations.

Your loan is repaid!

And you made a profit.

Really? How much?

75 cents.

But I started with a dollar.

So I actually lost money.

Our fee.

Here.

Good doing business with you, buddy.

We quit.

Time to go face the music.

Oh! Welcome home, son. How'd the day go?

Not great.

I tried to prove I'm not a money dummy, but you guys were right.

Money can be there one minute, then gone the next.

And once you lose it, it can be so hard to make it again.

So, here. This is all that's left of the dollar.

Take it so I won't blow it, too.

Wait, you went the whole day and only spent 75 cents.

I'd make a quarterback joke, but I'm too impressed.

What? But I still spent money.

Remy, we don't need you to stop spending money altogether.

Just to be a bit more careful.

You tackled your ignorance like a champ, son.

So, here, you're officially cut on!

Oh, boy!

To celebrate, I'm buying two lazy rivers filled with Splish.

Remy!

I mean, one lazy river filled with Splish.

That's our boy.