Camp Nowhere Page #3
- PG
- Year:
- 1994
- 96 min
- 618 Views
Hold your horses there,
Alphonse.
Can't you see I'm helping
this man find a missing car?
Not here.
Of course it ain't.
Sorry about the door.
- Your kid, huh?
- Yup. Heir to the throne.
Well, Van Welker
had no children.
That's a tragedy.
Well, if he turns up, give me a call.
I'd appreciate it.
- So would the Ohio State Police.
- [Engine Starts]
- [Gaby] Don't hit him, Zack.
- I won't.
- [Horn Honking]
- [Gasps]
You know, you really oughta get the Club.
Any idiot can hot-wire a Gremlin.
What do you want from me?
The car was a dog.
Late at night, I used to hear it barking in
the driveway. [Imitates Barking]
Mr. Van Welker,
we don't care about the car.
How would you like
to make $1,000?
A thousand bucks.
Ha!
Chicken feed! Now, if you'll excuse me,
I gotta go call my broker.
- I'm sorry?
- Polk's phone number, Mr. Van Welker.
Oh, I get it.
Shakedown time.
And people say kids today
lack ambition.
[Chuckles]
A thousand bucks, you say?
Hmm.
Mr. Himmel? Dennis Wozniak,
Been expecting ya.
Come on in.
Thanks.
- Hey, nice sweater.
- [Chuckling]
In today's job market, you've got to
master the skills of tomorrow, now.
For instance, 379 of the
Fortune 500 companies...
use exactly the same
Novell netware release that we teach.
Here, Mr. Grotowski.
Of course, you should know that our Trish
takes her precious horses pretty seriously.
Acting, Dad! This is theater camp.
Caitlin goes to riding camp.
Of course.
It does sound
interesting, Jerzy.
But she's been so happy at Lake Broadway,
and I think it's...
I don't know,
prestigious.
[Eastern European Accent]
Oh, it is fine program, Mrs. Prescott.
More than adequate.
But how deep can you go
in, uh, six weeks?
At Camp Sleek-Away,
we believe there are no fat people.
There's fat,
and there's people.
- Look, whatever dumb diet
you guys use, it won't work.
- Shh.
She's right.
Diets don't work.
- Chocolate cake works.
- [Scoffs]
Well, it sounds like
a hell of an operation, Savage...
but as I said on the phone, Zachary will be
going back to Camp Steelgrave.
Well, Mr. Dell,
if you're happy with, uh...
Weepy's results...
I won't waste
your time.
Weepy?
Just a nickname
Sergeant Steelgrave picked up in 'Nam.
Isn't that interesting,
Morris?
- You should look up "interesting"
in the dictionary, Dad.
- Morris.
You know, Morris, if you were
an ordinary kid, it wouldn't matter so much.
But you've got such...
- potential.
- [Laughs]
And that is why our season
runs two weeks longer.
- She'd be gone for eight weeks?
- I know it is long time to be separated.
That means we wouldn't have to come back
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