Midnight Madness Page #2

You just be confident.

[Chuckles]

Hi! Adam.

Hi! Laura.

Adam, I've been meaning to | talk to you about something.

How long have | we been working together?

Oh, heh. I don't know.

Five or six weeks.

And in all that time. | I think you've been doing...

a really terrific job | as a counselor.

But what I want to know is...

why don't you follow | your own advice?

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about Leon's game. | The Great All-Nighter.

It sounds like fun. | Why don't you do it?

I don't know. | I've been pretty busy.

Adam, are you really | that busy...

you just won't do well?

What about going for the gusto?

What about never | walking away from a challenge?

If you really believe all that. | why don't you prove it?

If not, it would be | like letting down...

all the freshmen | you've ever advised.

Hey, what am I doing | sitting around here?

The game's only three days away.

I gotta get transportation. | get up a team, and...

[Dramatic music playing]

I thought you'd never ask.

[Laughing]

[Vase rattles]

[Snickering]

Harold, | stop stuffing yourself!

You don't need all that.

Lucille!

[Rattling]

Rosita!

Rosita!

Accidento! | Cleano up-a messo. OK?

[Muttering]

Harold!

Stop teasing the maid | and get in there!

I want to talk to you!

Whoa.

[Laughing]

[Slam]

Harold, you lazy slob. | you never do anything.

Why don't you get off | your lazy butt and do something?

But, Dad...

Come on.

I want you to enter...

you hear me?

But, Dad...

Don't "But, Dad" me!

[Muffled giggling]

You know. | Bill Larson's boy Adam...

is going to be competing | in the game...

and I don't want you | upstaged by him again.

Why, that boy--

Harold, look at me | when I'm talking to you!

Adam is such a successful | enterprising young man!

Why can't you be more like him?

Dad, I'm not Adam.

Why don't you just | look at me for what I am?

Yuck.

Now, you're entering | Leon's game and that's final!

But, Dad!

No, thanks. Adam.

I was planning to work | on my jeep all weekend.

That's OK, Marvin.

I mean. | now that I think of it...

we need to find someone | with a really hot car.

Hey! What do you mean?

What do you call this?

Oh, your Jeep?

I'm sure it was all right | in its day...

but I don't know.

My jeep can outclass | any new car on the road!

Pick you up on Friday at 5:00.

And not only that...

but the game's a perfect chance | to get back at Adam.

Goody-good.

It's because of him | that my dad's always on my case.

Sounds good...

but what makes you so sure | we can win?

[Click]

[Harp playing]

[Fanfare]

Just a little present | from my father.

[Lucille squeals]

[Opener clanks]

Oh!

It's got | a turbo-charged engine...

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