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Do you like to be spanked?
Well, I'm looking for some naughty boys
who need my special brand of discipline.
Just dial the number you see on the screen.
And remember, kids,
be sure to ask your parents' permission.
Let's go!
Hello?
Yes, I-I've been bad.
Do what?
Well, if I have to.
Pretty cool, Bud.
Uh...that was Buck's mother.
Well, he didn't wanna talk to her so I just...
Yeah, save it for the psychiatrist, Bud.
Now, why don't you just go on upstairs
andNick-at-Nite yourself to sleep?
I need use of the couch.
I was here first.
And besides, last time you and a victim used the couch,
we had to de-flea it.
Or have you forgotten about the Lester incident?
Hey, I got a brother named Lester.
Do you?
Look, Kel...
why should you be stuck downstairs?
You're 18. You can do what you want.
I mean, you don't have to use the sofa
or the back seat of a car.
Or that dirty pile of laundry
you used last night with Mongo.
No.
I got a brother named Mongo.
You're right.
I am an adult.
I mean, why am I sneaking boys in the house?
I'm not 12 anymore.
Come on, let's go upstairs
and play Strip Nintendo like adults.
All right.
Oh, hi, Daddy.
I'm 18, and I can do whatever I want.
This is Jake.
Hi. We're goin' to Kelly's room.
Hold my calls.
Hi, Jake. Uh, I'm sorry Kelly didn't introduce us.
But before you go to the room,
let me, uh, introduce you to the rest of the house.
This is the end of the banister.
Oh, and, uh, meet my wall.
Now, what's that, Jake? You say, "How do you get out?"
Well, how 'bout the door?
No, please don't.
Oh, don't worry about it.
Don't be a stranger.
Gee, Bud, judging by where he landed,
I'd say I'm about 8, 10 inches
from my record toss of 20 feet.
I believe that was, uh...
Uh, Larry.
Hey, I got a brother named Larry.
Daddy, we have to talk.
I'm 18, and I have my rights.
Believe her, Dad. She's heard them plenty enough.
She has the right to remain silent,
the right to an attorney...
Don't you have to get on your hands and knees
and call somebody?
Come on, Daddy. Why can't I do what I want?
Al, honey, I need my tushy rubbed.
You see what can happen
when you sneak into somebody's bedroom
before you're married?
Well, I want my rights in this house.
And I am gonna hold my breath
until you understand that I am an adult.
I'm holding it.
I am not breathing.
I'm really serious this time.
I think I'm blacking out.
There, I've done it. I've blacked out.
Are you happy now?
She may need mouth-to-mouth, Dad.
Should I call some street-corner bums?
It is just those kind of inseminations
that make Daddy think I'm a bad girl.
Oops, I breathed.
God, this is hard.
How do those guys on submarines
hold their breath for so long?
Uh, pumpkin...
in order for a house to be a home,
only one can make the rules.
And in this house, those rules...
...are made by the man.
Daddy, if you won't listen to reason,
then I am just gonna have to get my own place to live.
Sweetheart, threats don't work on me.
No one's rubbing my tush!
You see, I've already been to hell.
She's leavin', Al.
Do you know what that means?
It means we're old.
Old, Al.
It's not so hard for you.
You've been old.
I just never thought this would happen to me.
Here it comes.
Am I getting old?
How would I know? I never look at you.
Well, Dad...
I guess this is au revoir.
Mom...
Adidas.
Oh.
All right now, there, missy.
I think we've played this charade a little bit too long.
Now, you don't fool me for one minute,
but look at your mother.
You got her so worried,
she's looking every bit her 50 years.
I'm sorry, Daddy,
but if you won't respect me as an adult,
I have no choice but to be my own mistress.
Hey, what do you mean, 50?
Where'd you get 50?
Well, 'cause 100 was taken by your mother.
Now...
pumpkin, let me explain something to you.
Don't be fooled by Couchise over here.
In the real world,
you can't find a place to live without money.
I have money.
Two hundred and forty-six dollars.
She's leaving, Al.
Say something to her.
Pumpkin, could you loan your old dad a couple of bucks?
There's this new bowling ball I want.
You know, blue with a swirl?
It's only $80. You know I'm good for it.
Goodbye, Mom.
Oh!
She's gone.
Al, our baby's gone.
Hold me.
Well, I didn't hold you when we conceived her. Why start now?
Oh, Al.
There, there, old one. There, there.
Al, I'm really gettin' worried.
Kelly promised that she'd call.
And it's been six hours.
A- and yet you were okay when she used to go to drive-ins
in a van that read "Virgin Sacrifice Tour '90."
You know, not everybody in ripped jeans,
no underwear and a black hood
is a bad influence, honey.
Go away, Peg.
Al, was I a good mother?
You're not even a good smoke.
Oh, Bud,
my son,
where are you going?
Honey, don't forget a jacket, heh.
Mom, it's 80 degrees outside.
Come here.
Let me feel your head.
Gee, it's kind of lumpy, heh.
I-- I never noticed that before.
Bud, was I a good mother?
Well, you must have been.
I was the only 8- month-old baby
who knew how to change his own diaper.
Well, I wish you would have said something.
Anyhow, from now on,
I am really gonna be a great mom.
You'll see. We'll be just like pals.
* Hush, little baby *
* Don't you cry *
* Mama's gonna give you A pizza pie *
Uh, Dad?
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, I didn't see you rushin' and helpin' me
when I was rubbin' her butt, lo, those many years.
There's a 10-spot in it for you, Dad.
Oh, all right.
Peg...
Leave the boy go.
But I need someone to hug.
You're on your own, son.
I'll get it.
Oh, my baby.
Oh. Mom, I'm warning you.
Hello?
Hi, Kelly.
Okay, yeah, I'll tell them.
Bye.
She got an apartment.
* And if that pizza pie Don't sing *
* Mama's gonna buy you A chicken wing *
My little baby.
Just a little, wittle, wuddle, luddle man.
Open the hangar.
Here it comes.
Help me.
What are you complainin' about?
At least you're eatin'.
You'll never leave your mommy, will you?
Why would I go out with a girl my age,
when I can stay home
and be oiled and powdered
by my insane mother?
Oh, Al, what will I do when he's too big to cuddle?
That's it. That does it for me.
If you need me, I'll be upstairs
writing my soon-to-be-published...
How to Stay Cool While Mommy Watches You Tinkle.
Pookie, can we talk?
Oh, sure. I just have to mash 'nanas for Bud's lunch.
Well, I didn't wanna interrupt you
while you were, um, emasculating our son,
but, uh, Peg, I suspect your mind,
uh, much like the lost continent of Atlantis,
no longer appears on any map.
You know, Al, kids grow up so darn fast.
Let's have another baby.
Gee, Peg, there's a couple of things
I'd rather do first.
Uh, I'd rather dive off the Sears Tower
headfirst into a thumbtack.
Or I'd rather bait a crocodile
with my manhood.
Which, I believe, is what got me into this mess.
Oh, wait a minute. I-- But I forgot.
You're as loony as a tune.
So of course, we can have another child.
Oh, look,
here comes our baby now.
Let's call him Insane-O.
The product of our love.
You don't even miss Kelly, do you?
Nope.
You are an unfeeling brute.
I must bathe my boy.
Oh, Bud?
Here comes Mommy.
Get out the ducky sponge.
I'm not an unfeeling brute.
She's 18. She oughta be gone.
If I didn't get to lick the mashed 'nana bowl,
I'd be gone too.
parents who just don't give a damn
and grew old and depressed
because their children left and won't talk to them.
Daddy, can I have
a Buddy Burger?
No, honey, you've had too many already.
Then I hate you,
and I'm running away forever.
Bonnie did run away,
into the path of a speeding truck.
The moral is, have us scrape one off the grill
so you don't have to scrape one off the street.
* Buddy Buddy Buddy Burgers *
* Made with love *
And lard!
Excuse me, Al.
I'd like you to meet my new boyfriend, Sam.
Al...
tell Sam what you do for a living.
Well, I...
I sell shoes.
And how long have you been doing this?
Twenty years.
And finally, exactly how old are the socks
you're wearing on your feet?
Not quite as old as the hair on your legs.
I'm glad you're here, Marce.
I have to talk to you.
Uh, you know Kelly, don't you?
Blond, pretty.
Her boyfriends sometimes climb
into my room by mistake?
Yes, believe I know the young lady.
Well, if she had $246,
she could find a--
A nice place to live, couldn't she?
Two hundred and forty-six dollars?
Well, with money like that to throw around,
you gotta figure she's either living
in a Big Gulp cup...
or she's sellin' her body for Pez.
Why do you ask?
Well, she moved out.
Think I should go get her?
Absolutely not.
Now, this is Kelly's first step
towards independence.
I mean, even if she's starving and freezing to death
and setting a rat on fire for heat,
she's still better off.
I mean, if you go and rescue her,
you are only going to reinforce
the traditional role
of female subservience to men.
And it's something I find personally odious.
Let's see some knee, babe.
So don't worry.
It may not be and easy road, but--
Stop that, you scamp.
But I think Kelly is perfectly capable
of surviving on her own.
On her own. On her own. On her own.
* You're the end Of the rainbow *
* My pot of gold *
* You're Daddy's Little girl *
* To have and hold *
* A precious gem *
* Is what you are *
* And you're *
* Daddy's *
* Little girl *
* And you're Daddy's *
* Little girl *
So all I'm trying to say here is,
with a little luck,
Kelly will turn out to be
as strong and independent
as the woman you see before you.
Give me some lip, baby.
I'm coming, pumpkin!
Daddy.
Hi, pumpkin.
I came to see how you're doin'.
Well, come in.
I, uh...
I brought you somethin'.
Pez?
Yeah, I-I-I-- You know, I didn't want you to have to...
You know, do anything for 'em.
Hey, this is some place. This is--
Wow, a TV.
Is that a cable box? Mm-hm.
Wow.
Gee, what's blowin' on my neck?
It's the air conditioning, Daddy.
Ohhh.
Well, what else you got here?
Nice.
Great Caesar's ghost!
You were worried about me, weren't you, Daddy?
Move over, Kelly.
You know, I'm really sorry-- Mustard.
I wanted to call-- Knife.
Mmmm.
Mm.
Uh, Kelly...
how do you afford a place like this on only $246?
Well, I'm kind of sharing the place.
My roommate takes care
of most of the bills.
Honey, I'm here.
Mm, don't you look nice.
And, uh, who are you?
Oh, I'm the guy that did this.
Daddy, you don't understand.
Oh, I understand.
Old guy, young girl, fancy apartment,
cold cuts like there's no tomorrow.
I know what's goin' on.
I'm so upset, I can hardly eat this sandwich!
Daddy,
what happened?
Dad, meet Brooke.
My roommate.
You killed my Daddy!
You mean, you're not havin' an affair
with my daughter?
Of course not.
You really do care, don't you?
Well, sure, I do.
You're my little girl.
Uh, I think he's swallowing his tongue.
You know, pumpkin,
maybe we can bend
a few of those old rules,
if you come home.
Can I have boys in my room?
Well, let's take that on a case-by-case basis.
Well, obviously, neutering doesn't do a damn thing.
Hi, Kel.
Um, I was just scaring off the cat
that keeps calling here.
Bud, either get a girl or get a collar.
Well, I guess you two will be needing the couch.
Oh, Jake, on your way out,
check out our file of free clinics nearby.
Thanks, dog boy.
Well, we won't be needing the couch.
Dad and I have an agreement.
We're going to my room.
Are you sure?
My left eye still wanders from the last time.
Oh, don't worry.
Daddy is just a big, old teddy bear.
Hi, Daddy. We're going to my room,
as per our agreement.
Hi, Mr. Bundy. Remember me?
So long, Jake.
So long, Al.
I do believe that's a record.