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-She's like 200 years old.

-Eddie, please, look.

If-if your folks could just

loan me the money until...

$100,000?

Buster, come on.

Hoo! I gotta think.

I've gotta think.

I've gotta think.

I've got to come up

- with a solution...

-Look, maybe it's time

to stop thinking

and it's time to just move on.

I mean, this theater of yours,

you could get some decent money

for it and...

I don't know, maybe we could

do something together.

What? What, sit around

playing video games?

Do you know what that is?

Uh, it's a bucket?

Yes, and do you know why

i have this bucket?

'Cause the roof is leaking?

No, that's the bucket

for the leak.

I have this one 'cause it

belonged to my father.

Every day for 30 years,

he worked his tail off

washing cars

just so I could buy this place.

Every day, Eddie.

Just for me.

--Wow.

Sounds like a great dad.

So, how do you want

to handle this?

Oh, Mr. moon,

i got Judith from the bank

holding on line two again.

Well, there's only

one thing I can do.

Okay, everybody, listen up.

-Shh, shh, shh.

-I gotta send you all home.

Right now.

-What? -Huh?

-Yep.

'Cause, like my dad used to say,

"get a good night's sleep

and do a great day's work."

That's right.

Rehearsals begin first thing

tomorrow morning.

And if you want to become stars

and win 100 grand,

then you better be ready

to work harder

than you've ever worked

in your lives.

So get some sleep

and dream big dreams.

Miss crawly!

Okay, come on.

That's enough now.

Come on, off the stage.

Please.

-Dream big dreams?

-I know, it's good, right?

What about the 100 grand?

Don't you worry, Eddie.

There's got to be

a way to get it.

What? Buster, no, listen to me!

This show is not gonna

save your theater.

You're at rock bottom, pal.

Yep, and you know what's great

about hitting rock bottom,

Eddie?

There's only one way

left to go,

and that's up.

And you can see the lucky few

leaving the theater behind me.

Now back to you

in the studio, John.

--Oh, honey, please don't cry.

You are not a failure.

There'll be other chances.

-You just...

-Bah! The heck there will!

Dad, please.

Come on!

Don't you want this?

Well, sure, but I messed it up.

Then you gotta go back there

tomorrow and say,

"Mr. moon, I demand you let me

re-audition!"

Be confident! Show 'em you

ain't gonna be pushed around!

You got that, meena?

-Um...

-Good!

Now, go get my cocoa.

Would you stop?

I'd only be doing it for us.

Oh, really?

Yes, really.

If I won that money,

we could build

our own recording studio,

start our own label.

I mean, the whole world

would get to hear your songs.

Oh...

Hey! Uh, just a min...

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