jason: Hup to, hup to. mike: He's down field, he's got the wide low fetcher in the open...and perfect pass...mediocre
catch and wait here's another tackle for Ben "the meat clevre" Seaver. ben: woooo! jason: Are you guys hungry? ben: Not me, I had Jumbo Jim for lunch. mike: Alright, somebody get this kid a cheeseburger. jason: A whole one? ben: Yeah, and make it raw. maggie: Hey I hate to sound like a mother here, but you guys won't be happy til you've broken something, will you? jason: No, no maggie: Ok team, hit the showers!
jeff: It's always like that on helmet night. Thankyou. carol: She's very pretty. jeff: She's ok. carol: If she's only ok, I'd like to see your idea of great. jeff: Looks aren't everything, she looks a little dopy to me. carol: So you ideal women should be intelligent? jeff: Yeah, I like an intellectual woman. But she should be romantic too. But not take herself too seriously. Like that! carol: Alright, what else? jeff: Wait a minute. You have someone specific in mind don't you?
carol: Yes! jeff: Leslie! carol: Leslie? Leslie: Jeffrey! carol: Jeffrey? Leslie: Jeffrey, Jeffrey, Jeffrey, Jeffrey Backman, it's really you. jeff: Leslie, I don't believe this, I thought you were in London. leslie: Oh yes, well I had a fight with my acting coach. He insisted I played lady Mcbeth in a tank top. jeff: Hey, I'd go. carol: (cough) jeff: Sorry Leslie, this is... carol: Carol.
jeff: Well it's really my fault for not really wanting to sprint that last fify yards.
carol: Right well, nighty night. maggie: Carol! jeff: Er, I think I can explain.
jeff: Well, I guess that's it. jason: Hey kids why don't you help Jeff get his bags in the car. mike: Ok, I get the big one ben: No, I want the big one! mike: Ok, but only because you're my brother and I love you. Works every time.
jeff: Be sure to say goodbye to Carol for me, I really feel terrible about last night. maggie: Oh Jeff, how many times do we have to tell you, it's not your fault. jason: Carol gets a little carried away, but she's resiliant. She gets hurt, she bounces right back. That's bouncing. carol: Oh Jeffrey, I'm so glad I caught you before you left, I'd like you to meet Richard my...significant other. jeff: Pleasure to meet you Richard. jason: Significant other what? carol: Richard's been out of town. He just flew in from Paris. maggie: Oh, now what were you doing in Paris Richie? Richard: Ah, I was on business. jeff: What do you do Richard? jason: He's our paper boy. jeff: Well that's some round.
carol: Jeff must think I'm the biggest...Duffus he's ever seen.jason: No Carol, Jeff does not think you're a duffus. He thinks you're a beautiful intelligent
young woman. Who just happens to be a bit too young for him carol: Yeah sure. maggie: No Carol, that's what he said. He feels terrible about the whole thing. jason: Everyone acts a bit crazy sometimes. That doesn't mean you're a jerk. It just means you follow your heart. maggie: That's right honey. In fact your father made a major bozo out of himself over a seventh grade biology teacher. carol: Oh, what did you do? jason: Oh, I didn't do anything.... maggie: Oh, come on...
jason: Well mine's a little embarrassing. I kidnapped her hamsters and threatened to flush them if she married Mr. Sprinkleman, the shop keeper maggie: You didn't tell me that. carol: You didn't really do that. jason: I really did. And I put a bag over my head and sat outside her window singing "that's what you get for loving me". carol: You must have looked like a real dufus. jason: That happens to be one of my best numbers. Well I'm sure your mother's not exactly innocent in the dufus for love department.carol: Ah, what have you done? maggie: Oh well honey I've done so many silly things, I couldn't possibly list them all. jason: Oh come on, pick one. carol: Yeah, the silliest
carol: He's still here. jason: He said he'd wait for you. carol: Yeah? Did he say how long
carol: Hi jeff: Hi. I really appreciate you coming down to say goodbye, what with Richie flying in from Paris and all carol: Well Richie and I have an understanding...he lets me say goodbye to other men. jeff: Look, Carol, if I hurt you in any way I'm really sorry.... carol: Hey don't worry about it, we had some good times. What more can you ask from life. jeff: Yeah. Well if it makes any difference, if I was fourteen, I'd be one love sick puppy.
carol: Really? jeff: Really. carol: Imagine how fun it would be if we were both twenty three. Well maybe when I'm twenty three and you're thirty two. jeff: Or when you're thirty two and I'm forty one. carol: Hey, I'm not going to be wanting to date any old geezers when I'm in the prime of my life. jeff: What if I'm a rich old geezer? You know you're very special Carol, pretty soon you're gonna bump into some lucky guy your own age, who's going to find that out. Bye Carol. carol: Bye Spudbrain. Richie!
Richie: Well, guess I should be going huh? carol: Ah, Richie, I'm sorry I was so rude to you, I hope you can forgive me richie: Oh that's ok, this was the best day of my life. carol: You're sweet, thanks for everything. richie: Sure. You know I couldn't help but over hear what Jeff was saying about some lucky guy your own age, I just thought that since I am fourteen and.... carol: Go! Men!
jason: Ready! Set! Tingo, Biker, Germaine! carol, ben and mike: Ok, hey!!
maggie: Ok, you guys really won't be happy until something gets broken, will you? jason: Alright, time out, I'm sorry, mother's right. maggie: Aaarghh. Huh, huh. 沪江英语编辑部
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maggie: Mail's here, telephone bill, letter from your mother, "Simone's of Siyasi Sexy Sleepwear" jason: Mmmm. Wonder how we got this. maggie: Mmm. I don't know. Could it be because it's addressed to a Doctor Jason Seaver? jason: Is it now. You know I've been getting this darn junk mail ever since I sent away for "Slim Whitman's Greatest Hits".
jason: And that's why what you want is.... mike: ...to go camping with Jimmy and Boner, and Boner's older brother Mich. I mean he's the most mature guy in the whole high school. carol: He ought to be he's twenty one. maggie: So Mike, what do you and your friends plan to do all weekend? mike: Breathe free Mom. jason: And once you get the hang of that, then what happens? mike: Then,ah the usual, a little fishing, hiking, dirt biking, bird watching, stuff like that. maggie: Wait a minute, wait a minute. What was that right before bird watching? ben: ddrrttbikn
mike: Dirtbiking, I said dirtbiking, ok. maggie: Jason, may I have a word with you in the lirrnrm. jason: What? ben: She said, "may I have a word with you in the lirrnrm". What's wrong with you people? jason: Well here we are in the lirrnrm, to discuss Mike's ddrrttbikn. maggie: Come on Jason, I think it's important that we present a unified front to the kids. mike: I wish I knew what they were saying. carol: I know what they're saying, "we've got to present a unified front to the kids". ben: And Dad is saying, "come on Maggie, I know Mike's screwed up before, but we can't raise the kid in a bubble". carol: And Mom is saying, "I don't see why not, it's not like it's never been done before". ben: And Dad is saying, "Maggie, you're over reacting".
jason: Hey Mike there's something you ought to consider here... ben and carol: We don't have to let you go at all.
ben: And all of a sudden the dream changes, I'm in the bathroom brushing my teeth, and then they're not my teeth anymore....and it's not my face. It gets all ugly and weird...it's either the elephant man, or Mike!!! carol: Ah, this part gets a little fuzzy. Ben, I paid you at the beginning of this dream. ben: But this one's extra long carol: Look I'm a poor student working on a paper. Ok, but from now on it's fifty cents per dream, up front, no matter what the length. ben: Ah it's clear now, I turned into Mike, I'm beating myself up, my life is wasted but I'm too stupid to know it!!!
carol: Fascinating. ben: And then I wake up. carol: So did you have any other dreams last night? ben: No that was the only one. carol: But Ben, I need more material to analyze. ben: Carol, it's the middle of the day, I can't just fall asleep, I need something to relax me, to get me in the mood. Suddenly I'm getting drowsy.
jason: Hello! maggie: Oh Jason, I want you to see something. jason: The "Simones Catalogue". maggie: Mmm. jason: I thought you threw that away. maggie: Oh, I did, but somehow it found it's way back home.
carol: Boy, Ben had the weirdest dream. I think he's got some deep rooted anxiety towards
Mike. jason: Who doesn't? maggie: I wish I didn't. jason: Maggie!! maggie: Oh Jason, he's out there in the wilderness, with Boner. Did we make a mistake? jason: Maybe...fifteen years ago. But we agreed not to worry about it this weekend. maggie: Oh, I just hope he's ok.
mike: "I want you Gwen, I need you because I'm a man", he snorted, "and so at last, finally,
I mean now, I get to realize my dream" boner: Which is? mike: To be continued in next month's issue, oh great, well this thing doesn't even have a centre fold. jimmy: Oh way to go Boner. mich: you're up Seaver. mike: Ah look Mich, I told you, I dirt biked my brains out last summer and I'm kind of burned out on the experience. boner: Wait a minute Seaver, didn't you tell me last week that you never tried one of these? mike: Yeah one of these. I mean this is the Oshima 705, now I've tried the 702, the 703, 704 and almost everything else. mich: Oshima don't make the 704 Seaver.
jamey: You don't think he went over the cliff, do ya?
mich: Well if he did, that mean more ribs for us. mike: Hey guys how's it going? mich: Jees, Seaver, we thought you boarded up there. mike: Oh you mean my trick dismount? boner: You mean you expect us to believe that you did that on purpose? mike: Yeah of course I do look, you're my friend, you're not all that bright. mich: Wow, look at the back of his pants. mike: What's wrong with the back of my pants? mich: They're not there. Jamey: We better go home and get him to a doctor.
mike: No, no look man, I'm fine really. Just need to sit down for a minute. Aarrrgghh!!
nurse: May I have your name again, Sir? mike: Ah, Mcmannus, Bartholemew Mcmannus. nurse: Well Bartholemew... mike: Just call me Barth. nurse: Ok, Barth. The doctor will see you in a moment, why don't you just have a seat. mike: Ah, no, no, I sit all day. doctor: I'll need Mrs. Crandon's xrays...Michael, Michael Seaver. mike: Hi Doctor Mcloughski, look I didn't think you worked on weekends. Don't you have that substitute doctor? doctor: Oh you mean Doctor Emmet, no he's on vacation this week.
carol: Now is this before or after the one where you were Ben "the forgotten" Kennedy? ben: It was before that, and after the one where I turned into the human hotdog.
carol: Ben, you know I'm getting graded on this paper. You're not just making this stuff up are you? ben: No Carol, these are real dreams. carol: You swear. ben: Cross my heart. I'd never make up a dream. carol: Great well, this should be enough for penetrating, a psychological profile of the real Ben Seaver. ben: Penetrating and profitable.
jason: (sining) Get your motor running, heading on the highway, yes I'm looking for adventure, ooh, and whatever comes my way. maggie: Jason you are crazy! jason: Why, because I was born to be wild? maggie: Mmm, no because you have a dirt bike in my living room. jason:WellwealsohaveaveryunhappyboyupatBearMountainrightnow,soIthoughtwhy go out and rent a bike and teach him how to ride myself. maggie: What a sweet and incredibly terrifying idea. jason: Maggie, I know what I'm doing. I used to ride a Harley for crying out loud. maggie: I know sweetheart, I visited you in the hospital. jason: Hey that cow came out of nowhere. carol: I'm gonna kill you! ben: I'm gonna kill you back! carol: You can't; you'll be dead. ben: Not if I go slowly. jason: Wow, hold on, I'll do the killing around here carol: Ben ruined my paper.
jason: Ok, make it a month. ben: A week sounds fair. jason: Ben, Ben, never sell your dreams.. ben: Not at these prices.
maggie: Mike! mike: Mom!! Have you lost weight? maggie: What are you doing here? mike: Here? Here Mom? Let me ask you this, what are any of us doing here. It's a timeless
question, I think a dead philosopher once said... jason: Mike!! What are you doing here? mike: Dad!! Have you lost weight? maggie: Mike, how come you're home a day early? mike: Ah well to tell you the truth Mom I kinda got into a little argument with Boner. jason: Aahh, I'm sorry to hear that, but I'm glad you're home Mike, 'cause I have a surprise for you. Come on, take a look. maggie: Mike, how come you're walking like that? mike: I'm just trying to keep the suspense alive Mom. jason: There she is Mike, Is that a mean machine, or what? mike: Aaarrgh. jason: It is an Osima 705. You ever see one of these babies? mike: Ah, yeah once, it was going the other way.
maggie: It's either that, or a freak shaving accident.
jason: Oh Mike, ready to go biking? mike: Now Dad? jason:Yeah,comeon.We'regonnatakethislittlepuppyoversomeoftheroughestterrainon Long Island. maggie: Aha, you know your father was out all day scouting for potholes. mike: Potholes? jason: Yeah. maggie: And if you were real men, you'd do it without shock absorbers. jason: Yeah, let's take them off, what do you say? mike: Er, no, no Dad, I don't think we should do this. I mean dirt bikes are death machines,
people fall off and get hurt. jason: No, no way, no, only a bone brain would fall off. Well come on! Let's get your rear in gear, let's go Mike!! maggie: Yeah come on Mike! mike: Look, please don't make me. maggie: But why not? mike:BecauseI'mabonebrainalright.ImeanIfelloffoneofthesethingsonBearMountain. I promised I wouldn't ride it and I did, and I got hurt. I mean you warned me and I didn't listen to you. You were right, you're always right; personally I find that annoying. What is it with you people? maggie: I don't know Jason, what is it with us people? jason: We can't help it. We're older. We're wiser. mike: I find that annoying too.
jason: (singing) Get your motor running, heading down the highway
