Mad Money Page #4
look like a janitor.
Huh?
What do you mean?
Boy, they are good.
Those guys are sneaky,
I'll give 'em that.
What? You think
I'm a weasel?
Or like a mole thing?
No. I'm serious.
I'm asking.
Just once?
Ever?
Is that what you being
here is all about?
Look, nobody, not once,
has ever beaten the system
in, like, a hundred years.
So what are you, some kinda
like super genius or something?
No. That's what's so funny.
It's just staring you in the face.
You only have to see it.
And you don't think
they've seen it?
No.
- Why?
Because they don't
empty the trash.
What?
- No.
Uh-uh.
Leave me alone.
Here, Mom. You need
to sign this for school.
What is it?
It's a list of weapons
we're not allowed to bring.
Like there's some weapons
you are allowed to bring?
You just have to sign
that you understand.
Oh, I understand.
I just don't understand.
Hello?
You don't want
the money?
I don't wanna go crazy,
and that's what makes
everybody crazy.
Everybody always
wants everything.
I don't want things
I can't have.
Do you live in America?
Hey, Mom, we got
What's she doing?
Just standing there.
She's our new
lawn ornament.
Well, she's coming.
Find someone else.
- I can't.
It only works with you in the
shredding room and someone from carts.
It might not even
work then.
Maybe I'm crazy.
You tell me.
Okay.
All right.
Did you do something
wrong at school today?
No. You?
- Not with a lock.
How did you get this?
The same as
the Fed does.
Master Lock Company,
mail order.
Completely legal.
The key won't fit.
No, it won't.
The Fed resets
the cylinders
and makes their
own keys.
I'm not gonna
think about it.
Oh, okay. That's a good idea.
I won't.
Great. Great.
Whatever you do
Give it up, Miss Daisy!
I have kids!
Yeah, well, so do I!
My husband and I after all these
upper middle-class problems.
I'm a single mom.
If this thing goes bad,
I lose my children.
Oh.
- Uh-huh.
Now if that happens,
I will kill you.
You scared of me?
Yeah.
Good.
Now, who do we get
from carts?
Somebody is definitely
peeing in her cup.
Um...
Here, let me
get that for you.
Here you go.
What on earth?
Here.
- Thanks.
There you go.
Okay, then.
Well, we're not looking
for a Girl Scout.
Well, we didn't
find one.
When I was 9 years old,
for the rest of my life,
I would be sticking
myself with a needle.
Early onset diabetes.
Okay.
I'm in.
- You're in.
Let's do it.
What?
That's it?
You don't want
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