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- What is it?

- It's a playground.

- Could we go over there?

- Why on earth would we do that?

Mmm,just to swing and stuff,

like normal people.

We have to keep moving, honey.

If we stopped at every playground we came

across, we'd never get anything done.

Eat your supper.

What are you supposed to be?

Oh, I'm the backbone of colonial America.

- Which is?

- An Irish indentured servant.

- Where's Dr. Fielding?

- Gone. Retired.

- Are you in charge of my mother?

- Name?

- Victor.

- Hers?

Oh. Um, Ida Mancini.

- You're the son.

- Yeah.

- The tour guide.

- I'm not a tour guide.

I'm a historical interpreter.

Okay.

How come you never visit?

I visit all the time,just not as myself.

Kind of defeats the purpose,

don't you think?

She's an amazing woman, your mother.

- Yeah. Listen, Dr.-

- Marshall. Dr. Paige Marshall.

Hi. She's getting worse.

She-She never knows who I am anymore

and now she won't eat.

- Even when the lawyer comes to visit?

- There's no lawyer.

I'm the lawyer. Today she spat out

cannelloni from Cicero's.

That's like her death row favorite meal.

I've seen her sprint 1 0 blocks in heels

just to steal it.

We're reaching the point

where decisions have to be made.

Decisions?

What do you mean, decisions?

Dr. Marshall.!

[ Grunting ]

- You'll have to excuse me now.

- Hey, hey.

Could we go somewhere and talk,

you know, about my mother and stuff?

- Now?

- Or later.

We could meet for a drink

or, uh-you know.

Are you asking me out?

Well, no. Sort of. I mean, yeah.

I have to finish my rounds now,

Mr. Mancini.

We'll talk again on your next visit.

But-

-[ Denny ] These are your grandparents, right?

- Um, I guess so, yeah.

- I never met them.

- Why do they look like that?

- They're Italian.

- Like, from Italy?

Yeah.

Uh, Mom came for boarding school

and never went back.

Ah. Look at her here.

Wow. She was really,

really, really, really-

Hey, hey! What the f***!

- Dude.! That's my mom.

- I'm sorry, dude.

- [ Chuckling ] It's just, she was hot.

- No.

Here. Make yourself useful.

Man.

""Dear Victor...

""sorry to hear about your gums.

""Hope this will help.

Your pal, Bennett.''

- Who's Bennett?

- You met him. Sizzler on Western.

Oh,yeah. Big guy?

Nearly broke a rib?

That's him. How much?

Uh, 3 2.

Dollars? Thirty-two dollars?

You know what $3 2 gets you

at a periodontist these days?

- Why? What's wrong with your gums?

- Nothin'.

- I'm just saying, if there was.

- You're healthy.

Let me explain something to you.

I provide a service.

They send some cash.

It renews their savior experience.

It's like when you adopt an overseas orphan,

only I'm right here.

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