Tommy Boy

Tommy, hurry up, you're gonna

be late for school again!

Son of a...

TOMMY BOY:

Damn!

Nice doggy, nice doggy!

Holy shnikees!

Late again Tommy?

- You're pathetic.

- Shut up, Richard!

Hurry up Tommy, hurry up!

Damn!

Hi. How are you?

Oh, man!

No, please, God, no!

Son of a...

Sorry. Excuse me.

Pard me.

Can I Just check this, uh.

D +?

Oh my God! I passed!

I passed! Oh, man i got a D+!

I'm gonna graduate!

I wish that we'd known each other.

This is a little awkward.

I'm gonna graduate!

D+!

Hey guys, do i look different now that

i'm a college grad?

Not really.

Apparently they give a lot

fewer D+'s than D-'s.

It's not a grade they like to give out,

i'll tell ya that right now.

Yeah, you mentioned that.

So, that's it for school, uh?

Now what?

No idea.

Well, for now i'll probably go back and

work in my dad's loading dock like always.

And after that, figure it out.

I'm gonna miss you man.

You're the best.

Uh-uh, you are the best.

I love all you guys.

Specially you.

I'm gonna make a toast.

To the best bunch of rugby

freaks ever born.

Yes sir.

Maybe we weren't the smartest

guys on campus.

Maybe we spent too much time

puking off balconies.

- But we had fun, huh?

- Yeah!

Now, some of us are leaving,

and that is sad.

But this isn't the end.

No way.

We're gonna show this world

a thing or two. We're gonna show...

- Richard Hayden?

- Tommy.

So where's my dad? I thought he was

gonna meet me at the airport.

He was at the airport this morning,

but you weren't on the plane.

He said he had a surprise for me.

Maybe. I guess you should have called.

I did call, earlier, when...

using the phone.

- Earlier? When was that?

- Er... later...

When, when... then... I...

huh..., I left a message.

A message?

What number did you call?

- 249... 5... 678...

I can't hear you. You're trailing off.

And did i catch a "niner" in there?

What Were you calling from,

a walkie-talkie?

No, it was cordless.

You know what? Don't.

Not here, not now.

Did you hear i finally graduated?

Yeah. And just a shade under

a decade too. All right.

You know, a lot of people

go to college for 7 years.

I know. They're called doctors.

Oh, that has to be you.

Spray that thing for bugs?

Hey, what happened to the tire plant?

They shut it down last month.

Would you mind not eating in the car?

It's kind of a rule.

- You still got your GTX car, huh?

- Yes.

And i dropped in a 440 Magnum

with a six-pack.

You hang on to a car this cherry,

kinda' like your suitcase.

Kinda' like your suitcase... Hey, what's

new with the old gang from high-school?

I don't know Tommy. I didn't really

like the old gang from high-school.

- Hey, the muffler plant's gone too.

- Yes.

Come on! Dammit.

That sounds good. Melted

chocolate inside the dash.

That really ups the resale value.

I think you're gonna be ok here.

They have a thin candy shell.

'Surprised you didn't know that.

I think your brain is

a thick candy shell.

Your brain has the shell on it.

- Are you talking?

- Shut up, Richard!

Ron, don't tell me the bank

thinks we need to wait it out.

Any business that tries to wait

it out will be just that, out.

In auto-parts, you're either

growing our you're dying.

There ain't no third direction.

Tom, you're talking about a huge loan.

Maybe instead of borrowing,

you should take on a partner.

This always has and always

will be a family firm.

My grandfather founded it in '21,

my father kept it running

during the depression,

my aunt Ilenne, ran it when

he went away to war

and someday my son will run it.

- Hi dad.

- Tommy!

Am i proud of you.

Mister big time, college grad, huh?

Thanks dad.

- You're looking great kid.

- Thanks Mr. Rittenhauer.

Oh, how you doin' Mr. Reilly?

Real good. I had a kidney removed last

April, but i still have the other one.

You remember Mr. Gilmore

from the bank?

- Yeah. Nice to see you again sir.

- How are you?

Listen, why don't you come out

on the floor with us?

Mr. Gilmore needs reminding

of why he does business with us.

Richard, could you huh...

Run these figures by accounting.

No problem.

My fellow nerds and I will retire

to the nerdery with our calculators.

We should have something for you...

by this afternoon.

Hard hats, gentlemen. If you get hit in

the head without wearing one of these,

they scoop your brains up with

a goddamned soup ladle.

Hey, look alive!

Low bridge!

Son of a...

- You all right, Tommy?

- Yeah...

- What happened?

- Nothing.

- Danny! How's that new son-in-law?

- He's a real pain in the butt.

Hey Tommy, you're back!

Way to go on that D +!

Thanks, Danny.

Looking good man.

- Hey, Tommy!

- Hey man! How you doing?

Hey how are you. Good to see ya,

how you doin'?

- Hey, Sammy!

- Tommy! Welcome home buddy.

Hang in there, Ron.

We're almost there.

Lou, i got some papers i want

you to sign in the office.

- Hey, Tommy!

- What are you doing on the floor?

Yeah, I was going crazy on the loading

docks, so your dad moved me in here.

- Hey, what is this thing?

- It's a buffer.

I take oil filters that need smoothing

and give 'em a quick zap.

Cool!

- Can i try one?

- Help yourself.

Nice distance.

- Tommy! Come on! Let's go!

- Yes, sir. See ya.

Here she is, Ron. My dream. This, my

friend, is our new brake pad division.

And the future of "Callahan Auto".

- Quite a sight, Tom.

- This is awesome.

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