Little Nikita Page #4

Bingo. A-plus.

Is that what you wanted to talk to me about?

How long have you known Tony Stanton

and Tom Stubblefield?

-All my life. They're my friends.

-Friends have a way of changing.

-Now, wait a minute.

-How about their parents?

Their parents are my friends, too.

If you think someone did something funny,

go talk to someone else.

Okay.

Which brings us to the Grants.

-Your folks working late?

-Yeah, they're in the potting shed.

-I guess the mushrooms are coming up.

-Can I go now?

-Keep your ears open.

-You mean, sneak around my friends?

You want to go to the Air Force Academy,

don't you?

You think it's fair for a guy

to buy his way in? Take your place?

No, no.

And don't mention anything to your folks.

-What do you mean?

-Let's keep this between us.

Why?

You wanted to surprise your parents,

didn't you?

-Yeah.

-Okay.

And Jeff...

I'm glad you got your licence back.

This one's pretty.

I think I'll take this one, too.

No, if I take this one,

I'll have to have another one.

That one. That one over there.

-Jeff. Jeff, Jeff!

-What?

Didn't I tell you fruit trees?

Fruit trees? I thought this was a cactus sale.

I want to dress it up a bit

with a pair of dwarf persimmons.

Dwarf persimmons?

Fruit trees for short people.

Bring out a Mexican Old Man.

-Now I'm a social worker.

-You can take these right to the cashier.

-All right.

-Thank you very much.

There's nothing to be afraid of

with plants, sir.

I know what's coming. "Talk to them."

I don't want to talk to them.

I will water, but not a whole lot, however.

I don't have the time.

How is the light in your nook?

Don't start that.

That's what the last guy asked me,

and I was doing sun studies for a month.

I guess what I'm looking for

is something fat.

A fat plant?

-All fat with leaves.

-Bushy?

-You tell me.

-Hold on, hold on.

Richard?

The gentleman is looking for a fat plant

to fill a nook.

Lots of leaves, and he doesn't want to worry

about water or light.

Plastic. You want a plastic plant. Kmart.

-No, I don't want plastic. I want real.

-Excuse me.

What are you doing, mister?

-What do you think I'm doing?

-Not what I told you to do.

-You told me to find the Mexican Old Man.

-That's not a Mexican Old Man.

That's a candelabra cactus. Now put it back.

Put it back.

What is this?

-That's a meditation tree. They're from lndia.

-Help you relax.

That's for me.

What do you think, son?

Will it help me relax?

I certainly hope so.

Now, let them off there, folks,

then come on aboard.

Yeah, they're really biting today.

-What did you get, Richard?

-Bonita, sheephead, mackerel, bass.

-What about you, Jeff?

-Tell him. Tell him.

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