Night at the Museum

Hey, watch it.

Oh, come on.

Hey, Mike!

-Hey, Larry.

-How you doing?

Have you seen Nicky?

I'm pretty sure he went with Erica.

It was half day today.

Parent Career Day.

-Hey.

-Hey. Come on in.

-You all right?

-Yeah, yeah.

Why didn't anybody tell me

it was Career Day?

What do you mean?

Nicky said he was gonna tell you.

Oh, okay, I guess he forgot.

There he is. How are you, Larry?

Good. How are you doing, Don?

Good.

Can you believe this weather?

Chilly, right? Chilly, chilly,

Chilly Willy the penguin.

Leave me alone. Hey, why don't I go tell

the little corncob you're here.

Great. Great, that's great. Yeah, thanks.

Wow, your fiance really manages

to squeeze a lot onto that belt.

-Stop it.

-What?

What? No, it's like he's...

...the Batman of stockbrokers.

-Bond trader.

-Bond trader. Sorry.

Hey, how's it going with that virtual-reality

driving range that you wanted to open?

Getting there, still waiting for

the technology to catch up.

It's not easy,

there are a lot of moving parts.

Hey, do you think Nick

would like Queens?

Oh, no, Larry. You didn't get evicted again,

did you?

I didn't...

...get evicted. I didn't get evicted, no.

I mean, I didn't....

-No, I didn't get evicted yet. It's like--

-Larry, listen to me.

I don't know how much more

Nicky can take.

Every couple months, it's a new career,

a new apartment.

If it wasn't for Nicky, I wouldn't

say anything, I would stay out of it.

It's just, it's too much instability.

It's not good for him.

I'm trying to figure things out

right now, okay?

You know...

...I don't think that Nicky

should stay with you.

-What?

-Just until you get really settled.

Hey, Dad.

-Hey, ready to carve it up?

-Cool.

All right, good!

Take it, Nicky! Break away!

-What are you doing?

-Hey, Nicky! Are you all right?

-You okay?

-I'm fine. Would you get off the ice?

Listen. Their left defenseman

is a very weak skater.

So you go left side, you got

a clear shot at the goal. Okay?

-Cool, thanks.

-All right, man.

We're good here. We're good.

All right. As you were, skaters.

Game on!

I'm good.

I'm telling you,

you tore it up out there today.

Thinking the NHL is a serious possibility.

I don't really wanna be

a hockey player anymore.

-All right. What do you wanna be?

-A bond trader.

A bond trader?

Yeah, it's what Don does.

He took me to his office last week.

That's cool.

So you wanna dress up

in a monkey suit and tie every day?

Like an automaton robot?

Trust me, you can't play hockey

in a cubicle. Kind of awkward.

Well, he's got a pretty big office.

That's not the point.

Come on, you love hockey.

I still like it,

but bond trading's my fallback.

Your fallback?

Wait a minute. You're too young

to have a fallback, okay?

And also, where did you ever

even hear that word?

Mom was talking to Don

about all your different schemes.

She called them schemes?

She said it was time

you found a fallback.

Are you really moving again?

I don't know. We'll see. I mean...

...there's some pretty cool places

out in Queens.

-Yeah.

-Hey.

Hey, Nicky, look at me.

Look at me, man.

I wanna tell you something.

I know that things have been kind of

up and down for me lately...

...and that's been hard for you.

But I really feel like my moment's coming

and when it does...

...everything's just gonna come together,

you know?

What if you're wrong...

...and you're just an ordinary guy

who should get a job?

All right, well....

You know what,

we'll figure it out, okay?

All right? Come on,

let's get you back to Mom's.

Mr. Daley, I can honestly say,

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