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We're going to find

our way.

Together, taking the time to stay.

To learn all about those things you just can't find.

Two silver spoons together.

It thinks right.

Stratten pivot.

Stratten answers the door.

Hey, Brad.

Hi, Rick.

So, I was just leaving for basketball practice. Want to come?

No, I can't. My uncle died. It's a real bummer.

Oh, man, I'm sorry to hear that. Were you close?

I never met him.

Well, then why so down?

Well, my parents are flying to Chicago for the funeral, and I got to stay here

with my Aunt Bessie.

Not the one who clicks her teeth in time to Lawrence Wells.

She thinks Bruce Springsteen is an orthopedic mattress.

I mean, I'm going to be cooped up with her in this teensy -weensy apartment.

I mean, it's nothing compared to this place.

Then again, hey, what could compare to this?

Well, look, Brad, why don't you get out? I mean, with all these extra rooms.

No.

No, no, no, no, no. Wait a minute. You can't stay here.

Why not?

Brad, don't you remember the last time you did overnight?

Wait a minute, Brad, it wasn't even overnight. My dad was so sick of you, he

drove you home by three in the morning.

Well, look, that was the old Brad Langford.

I've matured since then.

That was two weeks ago, Brad.

Hey, please, Rick. Hey, it'd be an act of faith and friendship if you swung me

pass at the Stratton Hilton.

Okay, look, Brad, I'll go talk to my dad, but don't get your hopes up.

Hey, thanks, man. You're a pal with a guy with a friend.

Right.

What?

It would only be for a couple of days, Dad. Rick, don't you remember what he

in the garage last time he was here?

Dad, come on. You were going to paint your car anyway.

What about the time he set off the smoke alarm?

Dad, it was an accident.

Rick, you don't read under the covers by candlelight.

Dad, please. Come on, son, we can't have a house guest. Now I'm up against the

deadline on these production schedules.

Dad, he said his aunt lives in a one -room apartment with nine cats.

Yeah, and there's been a death in his family.

Was Brad involved in any way?

Sorry. Well, you should be. All right, all right. He can stay, but no reading

bed, and I don't want any major disasters.

All right.

Wonderful.

Hey, Brad, guess what?

Yes, Richard?

My father says you can stay.

Oh, thank you, sir. You won't be sorry.

Mr. Stratton, you gonna eat that chop?

Well, actually, I was thinking.

Mind, you have quite an appetite, Brad.

You should see him when he's hungry.

Well, I find I can get more down if I don't chew.

Well, honey, that was delicious.

Apparently.

Well, Kate, I'll help you clear up the dishes.

Hey, hey, hey, not so fast.

Hey, Letterman's really cooking tonight, huh?

Of course he is, Brad. You see, Brad, he doesn't have to get up for school at 6

a .m. tomorrow morning.

Oh, Beach Blanket Bingo is coming on.

Frankie Avalon is my favorite actor.

Brad, don't you ever get sleepy?

Nope. Must be my metabolism.

I could cram a whole night's sleep into just a couple hours.

Well, do me a favor. Please start cramming.

Hey, look.

If you want to go to sleep, just say so.

I want to go to sleep.

Ah, you're just saying that.

Boy, I'm starved this morning.

Where are the eggs?

Brad ate them.

Where's my cantaloupe?

Well, he said he needed something to mop up his yolk.

Where's the juice?

The Ewan vacuum cleaner got that, too.

You just have cereal.

But not today.

Relax, hon. I mean, it's his last day. He goes home this afternoon. I'll

the house. We'll be back to normal.

I can't wait.

Boy, you two sure do a lot of that, don't you?

Yeah, morning.

What's in the basket?

Oh, my laundry. I did it myself. I didn't want to be a bother. I even did

of your stuff.

Is this your sweater?

Oh, not my Louis Renault.

Yeah, that's the one.

That'll fit real terrific now, huh?

Maybe I can stretch it back out.

I think Kate's a little upset with you, Brad.

Hey, I just wanted to do something nice for the people who are nice to me.

Say, I got your morning paper off the lawn.

The Armenian Gazette.

We don't take this paper.

So that's what the guy was yelling out the window next door.

Well, I took out the trash.

Thank you.

I got everything. The kitchen, the bathrooms, the papers off the library

Well, actually, that was very nice. The papers off the library floor?

Yep. You threw them away?

Every single one of them.

Brad, that was my production schedule for our new line of toys. I was laying

them out for the printer.

Okay, okay, no problem. They're right outside.

Man, who can sleep with the garbage truck making all that noise?

Oh, no!

What's with him?

He locked them papers.

Well, today's your last day, huh, Brad?

Yeah.

We had fun, didn't we?

Oodles.

Brad, isn't that my shirt?

Yeah, well, it's a little snug, but it goes great with these pants.

Those are my pants.

Yeah, I didn't think he'd mind. Well, I do mind, Brad. Take them off right now.

Okay, okay, okay, no problem.

But, Brad, I don't mean here.

I mean upstairs.

Fine.

That's too bad.

I was going to leave a buck in the pocket.

It's hopeless.

He's a garbage man to get this back.

Brad?

Did you ask?

How could one kid mess up so much?

Practice, practice, practice.

How does he find time to mess up, considering he eats 20 hours a day?

The other four, he flosses in front of you.

He's right upstairs.

Yeah, hello.

Yes, operator, I'll accept the charges.

Brad's father.

Hello, Mr. Langford. We were just talking about your son.

Fine boy.

How was the funeral?

Uh -huh.

How long does it take to contest a will?

That long.

Well, sure, we'll be glad to let him stay a little longer.

But, yes, I'll be glad to tell him. Uh, fine. Bye.

How long?

Well, they're having a little trouble.

How long?

They're contesting the will. They're bringing in a lawyer.

How long? At least a week.

Kate, come here, quick.

What?

Look, food.

Oh, Brad must still be sleeping.

Yeah, quick, let's eat.

Has anyone seen Brad?

No, quick, eat.

Dad, I'm serious. He's not upstairs.

Well, isn't he still in bed?

He is nowhere upstairs, and his bag is gone.

His bag is gone?

Uh -oh.

What uh -oh?

I suppose he overheard our conversation yesterday.

I suppose he did. All we said was... Oh, boy.

Oh, I never should have mentioned those things about the way he eats.

Now I feel awful.

No, guys, look, I'm the one who should feel guilty. I complain the most about

him rooming with me.

Yeah, and about how he's always taking your clothes.

No, I'm the one who jumped all over him for throwing my papers away. If

anybody's to blame, it's me.

Yep, it's Dad.

Wait a minute. As I recall, all of us had a few things to say.

Come on, Dad. You're wasting time passing the buck.

Brad has run away, and we've got to find him.

He's right, Edward. Yeah, all right, all right. Just stop and think.

And where would you go if you were in Brad's shoes?

That's not going to work.

Why not?

Because he's wearing my shoes.

I can't believe it. He's covered every inch of this town. No sign of Brad.

And none of his friends have seen him.

Kate, I checked with both of them.

I still don't understand why the police won't help.

Because they don't consider a person missing until he's gone 24 hours.

Don't they know how much damage that kid can do in 24 hours?

Brad,

where were you guys? I had to make my own snack.

Brad, where were you?

In the kitchen.

No, he means before that.

Oh, I was at hockey practice.

Hockey practice?

Yeah, I had to be there at 5 a .m. It's the only time we can get the rink.

Well, why didn't you tell us you were leaving at that hour?

I didn't want to wake anyone up. Well, that was very considerate, but we were

all worried about you.

Sorry. Look, tomorrow morning I'll try and make more noise.

Hey, Rick, you want to go upstairs and watch The Three Stooges?

That Curly's my favorite actor.

Hey, Mo!

Brad, I'll pass.

You're lost.

What a relief.

Yeah, no kidding.

Oh, I am starved. Boy, scouring that city really builds an appetite. You

Yeah, I think I'll have something.

Yeah, I'll have some of that, too.

Oh, no.

Looks like the Russian cavalry came through.

They're all just their horses.

And this was just a snack.

Ew.

Remember when I said I take back all those things I said about Brad?

I take that back. Oh.

No, I'm serious, honey. Look at this mess.

The way he threw out my papers. Any dummy knows the difference between

papers and trash.

Who fries blueberries?

The tame guy that dries his socks in the microwave.

No wonder his folks don't want to come home.

Brad,

how long have you been standing there?

Long enough.

Yes, Sergeant Tolan, the kid we're looking for is about...

He has sort of messy brown hair, and he's wearing an old T -shirt that says,

Brain Dead.

Yeah, and he's got a hole in his jeans.

And, uh, oh, yeah, he's wearing three earrings.

No, all in one ear.

What do you mean, why do we want him back?

Look, Sergeant, I happen to be a very important taxpayer, and I... Hello?

What did the police say?

Call back in 24 hours. Do you have any luck? No, he's not in the guest house

he's not in the greenhouse.

Did you check the tool shed?

Oh, well, he wouldn't go in there.

It's full of spiders.

Did you guys have any luck?

No. Oh, me neither. Dad, Kate, I looked everywhere.

Did you check all the places I told you to check when we thought Brad was

missing and he wasn't missing?

Dad, I checked everywhere, including the places I didn't check when he wasn't

missing.

Let's say we didn't check.

Edward, I'm really starting to worry.

I get scared thinking of Brad out there all alone and tired and hungry.

Brad hungry?

Well, that is scary.

Oh, honey, I'm just as worried as you are, but I can't help feeling once he

calms down, he's just going to come back.

See?

Um, Mr. Lankford, what a surprise. Hiya, kid.

Dad, Kate, Mr.

Lankford, Brad's father is here.

Wow. Brad told me your old man was loaded, but this... Ah, hi.

I'm Rick's old man, and this is his... Don't say it.

Stepmother. I'm Danny. My friends call me Slick.

Dad, I'm gonna go upstairs, make a few phone calls. Yeah, son, good idea. You

that. Yeah.

Please, come on in, Mr. Langford. Uh -uh -uh.

Flick.

The wonder toys are so overpriced when you have to shell out for a place like

this.

Listen, about Brad.

Who? Your son.

Oh, yeah, sure.

What's he done now?

Nothing.

I kind of find that hard to believe.

You know, Mr.

Langford...

Slick.

Um, we were just about to call you in Chicago.

We thought you were contesting the will. Oh, yeah, yeah, you know, good old Ann

Arlene tried to pull a fast one.

You know, but I threatened to sue her buns off, so she backed down.

Nice how families pull together at a time like that.

You know, they wanted me to go easy because everybody was still in mourning.

But I said, what's the big deal? If you're dead, you're dead. That's life.

Now let's divvy up the loot.

Yeah, Alfonso, I'm glad I caught you at home. Listen, Brad is missing.

Yes, again.

Alfonso, it's not funny.

Look, Brad may not be perfect. He is annoying and a real pain in the butt,

he is a human being.

You're laughing again.

Come on, Alfonso. He's my friend. Would you quit it?

Thanks.

What? For sticking up for me.

Brad?

You found me.

Brad, this is a stupid place to hide.

It worked, didn't it?

Look, Brad, I apologize for those things I said in the kitchen. I didn't mean

them. Then why'd you say them?

Because I was mad. And when people get mad, they say things they don't always

mean.

What do you mean?

Well, we were worried sick about you. We looked all over town for you.

You did?

Where?

The movie houses, the arcade, the mall.

Why'd you go through all that trouble?

Because we care about you, you moron.

See, there you go, calling me names again.

Look,

man, the next time you spend the night... I know, I know. I got out of

did a lot of dumb things, like ruining Kate's sweater and throwing away your

dad's papers and breaking your Walkman.

Brad, those papers... You broke my Walkman?

Well, it works if you jiggle it.

Um, Brad, your dad is here.

At last.

Come on, help me pack.

Right.

Not only that, on the flight to Chicago, the stewardess charged me $4 for the

headset.

The nerve of her.

Yeah, but it comes out to two bucks if you slip it into your pocket and use it

on the way back.

We'll keep that in mind.

Well, getting back to what I was talking about, about Brad, you see, Brad is

here. Brad!

Whoa! Oh, Brad, sweetheart, you're here!

What is this, the Waltons?

We're glad to see you.

We're really sorry about the things we said.

Hey, that's okay, Mrs. F.

We all get thoughtless and insensitive at times.

Hey, kid.

Hey, Pop.

I brought you a little something back from Chicago.

Some playing cards.

Wow.

American Airlines.

Thanks, Dad.

Give me five.

He killed me.

I want to thank you for letting him stay here. He wasn't too much trouble, was

he? Trouble.

Well... But at times it was like he wasn't even here.

Oh, that must be your cab.

It's just the wife.

Keep your shirt on! I'm coming!

Your wife has been in the car all this time?

I left the windows open.

Kid, take a banana to your mother.

Hey, man, thanks.

Your real friend.

Don't worry about it. Look, let me take this for you.

You don't have to walk me out.

I'm not.

I just want to make sure that you're really leaving.

Bye. Bye, Brad.

Well, it was certainly a pleasure to meet you at last, Danny. Oh, yeah, sure.

Listen, thanks for keeping an eye on the kid. Oh, any time.

Really?

My wife and I are planning a little anniversary trip next month.

I'll keep you in mind.

Well, we'll be looking forward to that. Give us a call. All right.

Give us a call?

Have you lost your mind?

Hello, operator. Yes, who do I talk to to have our number changed?