The Fix It Boys Page #5

from the stairs

when they're getting

ready to leave.

And that's when I

heard him say it.

Pastor Murphy told his wife:

If they could just find

the pearl of great price.

That if only my

parents could find

the pearl of great price then

that would be the foundation

to healing their marriage.

Pearl of great price?

Yeah, I don't get it either.

What pearl?

I was thinking a lot about

that and I think I know.

When things were getting

better between my parents,

my dad went out and

bought a really nice,

real expensive pearl

necklace for my mom

for their anniversary.

Women love jewelry.

But a thief broke into

our house and stole it.

A thief?

What did the police do?

Since there wasn't any

signs of an actual break in,

the police won't do nothing.

And even worse, my dad thinks

my mom just lost the necklace.

Perhaps your mother

simply misplaced it.

My mom is a total neat freak

and 2nd, I found a muddy

boot print on our carpet

that is too big to belong

to anybody in my family.

Incredible, it

makes sense too.

Your dad thinks your

mom lost his gift,

his token of love.

It's no wonder they

fight all the time.

Why don't you ask your parents

what the pearl of

great price is?

Well I can't do that.

They fight so much now

that if I were to mention

the missing pearls,

that I know that it would just

make them fight even more.

So you need us to find the

missing pearls for you then?

Yes.

Excuse us.

Conference.

You were so right, this

is way out of our league.

I especialize in

electrical engineering,

not mystery solving.

Better let me tell her.

We'll take the job.

Oh this is so wonderful!

No, now just wait...

I prayed to God just this

morning that you would help me

and when I saw your

cross I knew that...

It's a wireless modem.

There's just one last

thing that you need to know.

My parents are getting

divorced tomorrow morning.

So you have to have the

necklace back by then.

Tomorrow morning?

So when can you start?

Baby I need you

like gas needs a fire

Like a dump truck

needs big tires

Hey Uncle Jim.

Oh, howdy boys.

What are you singing?

Oh, I'm writing this little

love diddy for my girlfriend.

When you boys gets

a little older,

I'll teach you these

matters of the heart.

Here, take a listen

to what I got so far.

Baby, I need you

like Penzoil oil

Like a radiator when it boils

What'd you think about that?

I recommend jewelry.

Who's the girl?

A client.

We've got some work to do.

We'll be back later.

I'll be here.

I got a tiger by the tail

with this one. (CHUCKLES)

Baby I need you like a

(UPBEAT MUSIC)

Whoa, that bike is rad.

I've always wanted

to ride a bike.

You've never ridden a bike?

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