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Show me that smile again.

Don't waste another minute on your crying.

We're nowhere near the end.

The best is ready to begin.

Oh, as long as we got each other, we

got the world.

As long as we keep on giving, we can take anything

that comes our way.

Okay, now we've only got two days left to practice, so we've all got to help

Carol work on her gutter ball.

Why, Dad?

It's perfect. It goes in the gutter every time.

Come on, Carol. Now, let's try this relief.

So suppose it's headed for the gutter. Now, what do we do?

We lean to the left here and pull it over. Over to the right, over to the

Oh, wow.

Perfect.

Come on, guys, get it together.

Kuzmin's this year.

Now, Ben, this is a neighborly little game of tenpins.

Let's not turn it into bowling for blood.

Dad, they've beaten us three years in a row.

And then little Kenny Kuzmin stands outside our window and does that stupid

little chant.

Turkeys, monkeys, chipmunks, beavers, they all bowl better than the seavers.

Well, let's kill the Kuzmin. Let's kill the Kuzmin. Come on, Maggie. Okay, okay.

We can do it. Okay, watch this.

Good bounce.

Well,

hey, how can we lose? We've got our new secret weapon, Mike the Strike Zebra.

You know, his average is up to 187.

Oh, good.

There he is now.

Mr. Dolan.

We're number one. We're number one.

Okay, watch carefully.

Here we go.

Yes, thank you, thank you. And now there's just one more thing I'd like to

Carol, I'll give you three dollars if you write me a neo -symbolist poem.

Mike, why would you want your sister to write you a neo -symbolist poem?

Dad, the most wonderful thing happened to me at school today.

Mike, I forgot what I was going to say.

Can you explain for us the significance of the C in Moby Dick?

Uh, sure.

Sure.

Uh, it's the letter between the I and the K.

It's a little technique I picked up at the last teacher's convention.

I'm Juliet.

And I'm Romeo.

Dad, I've never met a girl like Juliet before.

Mike, you say that every time.

Well, it's different this time, Dad. I mean, Juliet is really classy. She was

born in Paris. She was raised in London and New York. She writes poetry.

And she even speaks three different languages.

That's three more than you speak.

So you ought to impress this new girl with a poem.

Yeah, but not just any poem, Dad. A neo -symbolist poem.

That's her favorite brand.

Mike, if Carol writes the poem, it's not yours. It's Carol's.

Not if she gives it to me.

Well, Mike, if you're really going to get along with this girl, sooner or

you're going to have to be straightforward with her.

Dad, I can't do that.

Oh, sure you can. What do you usually say to a girl you like?

Hey, baby, wanna one -way ticket to paradise?

I'd better write him the poem.

All right, Mike.

Hey, look, look, I know what you guys are thinking, but I'm just gonna use

poem to get her to talk to me. Then I'll be myself.

Well, if you guys think that a $3 poem is any substitute for real and honest

communication, then go ahead.

Mike, Dad's right.

Real and honest is gonna cost you five.

With eyes that scan the distance, with feet that cross the sand, with

thoughts that keep me dreaming, this place is where I stand.

I hate my mother.

Oh, way to write, Juliet.

Hey,

was that a poem or what, guys?

Does anyone else have anything they'd like to read for the class?

Uh, Miss Jeffers, I have a little poem I'd kind of like to recite for the class

today. This isn't going to get me fired, is it?

Miss Jeffers, you know how they always say that despite all the hardships of

teaching, there are those rare moments that make it all worthwhile?

Yes.

This one's for you.

Let us go then, you and I, when the evening is spread out like a swatted

Life being miasmic, somewhat protoplasmic, what did it matter if

pitter -patter like loose pancake batter on the griddle of our days?

I should have been a pair of pantyhose hanging on the shower rod of our dreams.

Michael, that was incredible.

Oh, really?

I mean, it was really one of my minor work.

I found it to be a fascinating parodic melding of popular culture and the

lyrical mode.

Yeah, yeah, that's it. God, it is so nice to be understood.

You know, Michael, it's wonderful to discover how gifted you are. Because for

some reason I got the impression that you were just another suburban dolt.

Me, a suburban dolt?

Oh, life can be cruelly ironic, can it, Juliet?

All that and cute, too.

Okay, now, Juliet's going to be here any minute.

There's a few little things here I'd like to go over.

It's a brief family history. Now, if you guys could just quickly commit this to

memory. My... Yeah, Mom?

It says here that I'm a writer.

Oh, you are, Mom.

And that I've just completed my 27th novel.

Okay, all right. So is the rough estimate.

Apparently, I'm the painter.

Well, you got to admit, Dad, you did a pretty bang -up job in that upstairs

bathroom.

Strategy, Ben.

Yeah, Ben, see, I just told Juliet that you were sort of a, um... Well, that you

were a genius at philosophy.

So whenever I wink at you like this, I want you to read one of these little

phrases here. All right, let's try one.

I think, therefore I am.

Good, good.

Mike, this is ridiculous.

Mike, you don't seriously expect us to tell Juliet that we're all these things.

Oh, come on, Mom. I'm just trying to make you guys look good.

Oh, I... I appreciate that, Mike.

But you're asking us to lie.

And badly.

Come on, guys. Just for tonight. Bear with me. Look, if you can't count on

family at a crucial moment in your life, who can you count on?

Juliet.

Mikhail.

To think we came that close to naming him that in the first place.

Mom, Dad, this is Juliet. Juliet, these are my parents.

Hello, Juliet.

Mikhail's told me so much about you. Sounds like you have a fascinating life.

Yes, but what is life?

So profound for one who's nine, don't you think?

But then I guess it runs in the family.

It must.

Tell me, Mrs. Seaver, what does it feel like to win the Pulitzer Prize for

Literature?

Well, I'll be honest with you, Juliet.

It feels good.

Darn good.

First couple of times, anyway.

Mr. Seaver, Mikhail tells me you're a painter.

Do you work in oils or acrylic?

Mostly flat latex.

And some high -gloss enamel.

Would you like to see one of my recent works? I call it Upstairs Bathroom.

dad, no, maybe some other time.

Mr. Seaver, tell me, have you been influenced by the recent wave of German

abstract expressionists? No, no, no. I'm really more influenced by the Dutch

boys.

Oh, you mean Rembrandt and Vermeer. Well, that's fascinating, considering

were a student of Picasso's.

Which reminds me, Mom, is Uncle Pablo coming to visit for the holidays this

year?

Mike, Picasso is dead.

Well, I guess that's a no.

Yeah, Uncle Pablo loved it when we joked this way about death.

Yes? But what is death?

Oh, you are so deep.

Sometimes it even scares me.

Thank you.

You know, it really is extraordinary meeting a family like you in a place

this. Oh?

I mean, I thought I'd have to go into the city to find a cultural evening like

this. Because Lord knows that most suburbanites are brain dead.

Which reminds me, Mishka.

I was wondering if you'd like to come to the city with me to see some

performance art.

Oh, go, Mike. No, go, go. Because Lord knows you can't get a decent piece of

performance art in the suburbs.

Yeah, you know, that really burns me up.

Tomorrow is the last night of Gerhard's performance piece, and there's no one

I'd rather see it with than you.

Well, then it's a date.

Mike. Yeah, Mom?

Aren't you forgetting something?

Yeah, a prior commitment like something else for tomorrow night?

One that's very, very important to your entire family.

Uh, gee, no, I don't think I had any plans for tomorrow night.

Sure you do, Mike. We're supposed to go... Mishka, what is he doing?

Um, he's dancing. Yes, incredibly enough.

Little Ben here is a philosopher and a modern dancer.

Now, uh, he's got a recital tomorrow night, but once you've seen one little

philosopher dance, you've seen them all.

So we're on?

Right, we're on.

Au revoir, Mishka.

It was incredible or what, huh?

I know, I know.

Look, I'm sorry I had to pass on the bowling, but I knew you guys would

understand.

You don't understand.

You really don't understand.

Mike, you have to go with us. You promised.

How are we supposed to beat the Kuzmans without you?

You guys, it's just a game.

That's not the point, Mike. You made a commitment.

We're all counting on you. And if you can't count on your family, who can you

count on?

Look, Dad, I'm involved in a relationship here with an artist.

I can't just drop that to go bowling.

A relationship?

She doesn't even know who you are.

She thinks you're Mishka.

And you're just a bowler like the rest of us.

Hey, how do you know what I am?

Maybe I'm not a bowler. Maybe I am Mishka.

Maybe I'm gonna barf.

If this were the Russian army, he'd be tried for desertion and shot.

Carol, we're not going to force your brother to go bowling with us. Anyway, I

have a hunch that pretty soon he'll realize he's not Mishka.

Well, what do I know? I'm just a painter.

Essence of cow?

What piece of... This, I love this.

Oh, yes, yes, I love this thing.

I mean, I've seen cow essence before, but this... Andre, Fabrizio! Juliet!

God, I haven't seen you since the Gertrude Stein -a -thon.

This is a good friend of mine, Michael Siever. Michael is a poet.

Oh, look, the performance piece is about to start.

Oh, I hear it. It's brilliant.

Orangutans bark at the sound of...

a perfect commentary on the fashions and foibles of middle -class America.

Oh, yes, yes, absolutely.

Fashions and foibles.

Fashions and foibles.

Oh, Mishka, you can't be serious. I mean, it's obviously a plea for nuclear

disarmament.

Obviously. Yes, nuclear disarmament.

You'd be dumb as a post to miss that.

So you're saying it's a comment on contemporary fashions and nuclear

disarmament?

Yes. Yes, right.

Everybody knows that contemporary fashions are obviously nuclear.

And that's disarming.

All right, team, let's go.

Give me an S.

S. Give me an E.

All right, I'll finish it myself.

A -V -E -R.

What does it spell?

one of our stronger team members, but we've got to believe we're going to win.

And we do believe we're going to win. And why do we believe we're going to

Because we're idiots?

No, Ben, because we're the Bolin's Thievers.

Look at this.

Chase and Bud Thiever. And that's not all.

I also have one here for Ben Fudd's

For Carol, spud -ceiver.

Is this fun?

And Maggie, mud -ceiver.

Well, there aren't that many words that end in ud.

Okay, we ready?

Now, give me an S.

S. Give me an E.

Michael read the most remarkable poem the other day.

Ah, it was just a little something from my recent neosymbolist period.

Really? What were you before you became a neosymbolist?

I was a, um, a neosynephrine.

Oh, a joke! How funny!

Well, Michael, why don't you read one of your poems for us now?

Yes, now! Right now!

Everybody, I'd like to introduce... Miss Michael Thieber, an exciting... Juliet,

I can't do that.

Why not?

I didn't even bring my poem.

So what? Why don't you recite one of your older works?

No, no, actually, I couldn't do that.

What are you talking about, Michael?

Look, Juliet, it's this legal thing. I mean, I sold all my poems to Hollywood,

and from now on, only Jack Nicholson's allowed to read them.

Oh, Michelle, stop joking around and read your poem.

Everybody's waiting. Look, look, Juliet.

I have to tell you something.

The truth is, I'm not a poet.

What?

But the poem you read, it was... I didn't write it. I bought it.

You mean you lied to me?

Look, Juliet, when you first walked into that classroom, I thought you were so

much different, so much classier than anyone else I'd ever seen.

I just wanted to impress you.

But your family, the Pulitzer Prize, the modern dance recital. No, my family's

not at a modern dance recital. Then what was this?

Bowling.

Bowling. Yeah, bowling.

See, it's this big match we have every year with the neighbors. It's called

bowling for dinners. That was my dad's idea.

And the losers have to take the winners out for a big surf and turf dinner at

Ferber's House of Meat and Fish.

Ferber's House of Meat and Fish.

It's such a disgusting image. I mean, two entire families rolling balls from

meat.

Hey, you come to the salad and choice a rice or potato, okay?

I don't believe this.

You're one of those people who bowls and hangs out at malls and eats

hot dogs on a stick.

So what's wrong with that?

Maybe you like malls. Maybe you like bowling.

Michael, will you please lower your... What?

What, are you ashamed of me, Juliet?

You ashamed of being seen here with me?

This is really embarrassing. Oh, you want embarrassing? I'll give you

embarrassing.

Hey, buddy, you know what? You want to know why there's no lumberjacks in the

big cities?

Huh? It's because they're all at the malls eating hot dogs on sticks.

Now, come on, guys. We've only lost two games.

We've only played two games.

I hate the closeness.

Did you hear them over there? They had the whole snack bar singing.

We're mopping the floor with receiver four.

I won't even tell you what they have them singing in the men's room.

Well, then, let's practice. Come on, Carol, you can do it. Let's just grab a

ball right now. Work on your approach a little bit.

Just remember to square your shoulders and whip that wrist and follow through,

okay? Come on.

Yes.

Well, I'll have to check the rule book on this, but I'm pretty sure they have

be in our lane.

Well, this will be an expensive dinner this year.

Koosmans are off their diet.

The slobs.

Hi,

guys. Sorry I'm late.

Hey.

Look, guys, about the way I've been acting.

Well, I guess I owe you guys some.

Hey, Mike.

Yeah, Dad?

of the entire Seaver family.

I'm talking about Buds, Bud Mud, and of course myself, Bud.

May I present this to the man who led us to victory.

Yay, Mike!

Well,

I guess when all's said and done, it's your family who knows you best.

Mike!