All language subtitles for 1991 Jeannie Ainda é Um Genio (I Still Dream of Jeannie) (Legendado)

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Good luck on the mission, Colonel Nelson. Don't do anything up there we wouldn't do.

Oh, Tony, your wife just called. She wants you to pick up a loaf of bread on your way home.

Mother.

I received a wonderful note from your guidance counselor today. He said you had been chosen to give a speech in Austin.

Yes, I was. Mr. Simpson did all the paperwork and stayed on top of the contest.

What is this speech about?

It's supposed to be what America means to me. So I figured with Dad being an astronaut and all,

the logical thing was to talk about the future of the space program.

Anyway, everyone seemed to like it so I'm in the state finals.

What will you win when you come in first?

A shot at the nationals in Washington and a chance to get a medal presented by the president.

Oh, Anthony, that is a very large deal.

That's a big deal, Mom. Not a large deal.

I forgot the butter. I'll get it.

I'll get it.

Mother, I really wish you wouldn't do that.

Do what?

Silly magic. Save it for the big things.

Big things?

Yeah, like making sure Dad is back in time for my speech in Austin.

Oh, I am sure he will be back by then.

Mother, how can you be so sure? He's already been gone for three months.

I'm saying if he's not, can you just bring him to Austin for the night so he can hear me?

How?

With your magic. Just make him appear like you made the butter appear.

Anthony, I knew the butter was in the refrigerator. That is how I could transport it to the table.

I do not know where your father is.

Mother, I hate these secret missions. I mean, they never tell you anything about them.

Tomorrow. Tomorrow I will go and see General Westcott.

Perhaps he will tell me where your father is and then I can transport him to Austin on the night of your speech.

Great. Thanks, Mom.

Big deal.

It is very nice of you to see me, General Westcott.

Let me tell you something, Mrs. Nelson. I spend my day staring into the ugly mugs of a lot of guys in uniform.

It is a breath of fresh air for me to have a beautiful woman like you in this office for a change.

That is very sweet of you to say so.

Well, now what can I do for you?

Well, I have...

Do you mind if I smoke?

You know, these babies are shipped to me every month from a tiny tobacco plantation in South America.

Only make a few thousand of these a year.

And I am one of the lucky dozen or so people on this planet who has access to them.

I am glad you don't mind, Mrs. Nelson.

A lot of women can't stand the smell of cigars.

Oh, I think a good cigar can smell wonderful.

I am sorry, Mrs. Nelson.

Now, what was it again you wanted?

My husband has been gone on this mission for several months, and I was hoping that you would be able to tell me when he was going to return.

Classified information.

Oh, I realize that. Oh, yes.

And I promise you that I would not tell a soul.

But you see, our son Anthony is going to be giving a speech.

Classified.

Right. Right.

Well, if you cannot tell me when he is going to return, could you at least tell me where he is?

All of that information is classified, Mrs. Nelson.

I can't tell you where he is or what he's doing or when he's coming back.

What if you do not tell me?

And I just guess.

You know, rather like a game.

Is he on Mars? Venus?

Oh, I know. I know. He is circling Mercury.

Well, just give me a little hint. Is he still in the Milky Way?

Classified.

Very well.

I will just simply have to do it all by myself.

Mrs. Nelson.

I issued you a pass today.

But I don't have to let you into the Space Center.

So don't you get any ideas about snooping around this place looking for top secret information?

Hello.

Jeannie.

Hello, Mrs. Westhound.

What can I do for you?

Oh, well, I was hoping I could do something for you.

I have come to volunteer.

We can use all the help we can get.

Have a seat, my dear.

Each of you will take 50 invitations.

And I will give you a little bit of information.

I have come to volunteer.

We can use all the help we can get.

Have a seat, my dear.

Each of you will take 50 invitations and envelopes.

And a list of 50 names and addresses.

The printer left something off the invitations.

So you will have to tape one of these little notes onto each one.

Let me just remind everyone that the dance is going to be a costume ball.

And that everyone must wear a costume.

And a couple extra up here.

So let's get to work.

Mrs. Westcott, I think we need some tape.

Okay, I'll get it for you.

Now that's funny. I could have sworn I had some tape here.

Can you borrow from someone else?

I think we all need some tape.

How very strange.

Mrs. Westcott?

I noticed some tape in General Westcott's office earlier when I was there today.

May I get it for you?

Would you, dear? That would really help us out.

Oh, dear.

He told me he was leaving early today.

I'll give you the key.

Thank you.

How did you get in here?

Your wife gave me a key, sir.

You see, I'm working on your wife's charity ball committee, and we ran out of tape.

Oh, there it is.

Thank you very much, sir.

I have to hurry back now because we are in such a hurry and we're working so hard.

I mean, really very, very hard.

It's the law, Samir.

You're supposed to be enforcing the laws of Mesopotamia, not breaking them.

Are you accusing your lord of breaking the rules of the land?

Yes.

It's right here in black and yellow.

A genie without an earthly master must return to Mesopotamia within three moons.

It's been three moons, Samir, and my sister has not come back.

You must make her come back.

Technically, Genie still has a master.

Oh, he's somewhere out in space.

He no longer qualifies as an earthly master.

You've always been very jealous of your sister.

Why is it you want her here?

Well, I realize that there have been times when I have been less than sweet to my dear sister.

But I love her dearly, you know that.

I don't suppose that.

You know that.

I don't suppose it has anything to do with the fact that you cannot go back to the plane of reality

to find your own master until Genie is here permanently.

Well, what if my motives aren't as pure as the driven sand?

The laws of the Sacred Scroll are very clear.

Hey, your place looks great. Yeah.

Really nice, nice.

So where's your dog?

Ginger, Ginger, get off the couch this minute.

You know you do not belong there.

Must drive you crazy having an invisible dog.

Oh, Ginger only turns himself invisible when he wants attention.

I know.

You know you do not belong there.

Must drive you crazy having an invisible dog.

Oh, Ginger only turns himself invisible when he wants attention.

Pistachio nuts?

I love pistachio nuts.

Oh, so does Ginger.

Here.

It's all yours.

How does he get those nuts out of the shelves?

Roger, Roger, I need your help.

I need your help to find my darling master and it is very, very important.

That's classified and only General Westcott has that information.

Well then, ask him where my master is and then promise him you will not tell anyone.

And then tell me.

I don't think I can do that.

Oh!

All right, I'll see what I can do.

Good.

If I can have another drink.

Oh, most certainly.

I wish my wife could do that.

All right, all out of nuts, all out of nuts.

Oh!

Your dog just wet my pants.

Oh, Samir.

Samir.

La men caritac.

Ginny.

Samir.

Oh, I have missed you so it has been such a long time.

How is my mother? How is my aunt? Uncle Saul?

Slow down, my child. Slow down.

I'm an old man and I can only answer one question at a time.

Old man.

You cannot fool me, Samir.

You are still the same powerful gin you were a thousand years ago.

Will your visit be a long one?

I'm afraid not, my child.

I am here on official business.

What business could that be?

You remember when you were in school and you were studying the sacred scrolls of Rysmak.

Well, I did not always pay a lot of attention to my instructors.

Yes, I seem to remember.

One of the laws of the sacred scroll concerned journeys to the plane of reality.

Oh.

Without a master, no ginny may remain in the plane of reality.

Your master has been gone for more than three moons, Ginny.

You must return to Mesopotamia at once.

Well, my master may be gone, but he is still my master.

Not if he's no longer of earth.

This is impossible. I mean, I cannot just leave home, pack up Antony and drag him off just like that.

Oh, I am sorry.

Ginny, your son is half human.

He cannot return with you. It is the rule.

Well, then it is a cruel rule and you must change it.

Well, even with my power, I can't change the rule of the sacred scroll.

Very well. Very well.

I will make arrangements for Antony to stay with his uncle and I will go back to Mesopotamia and await my master's return.

Once the ginny has been forfeited by her master, she can no longer go back to the plane of reality.

By leaving the planet for so long a time, your master has forfeited you.

You are asking me to leave my husband and son forever.

It is not my decision.

Oh, Samir, you have always been a wise and powerful gin.

Ever since I was a child, you had all the answers.

Please, please, please do not fail me now.

All right.

I may stay?

You know better than that, my child.

The scroll says you must have a master to remain in the plane of reality.

I hereby grant you additional time so you may find a temporary master.

You will be his ginny until your real master returns.

How much time?

A fortnight.

Ah, as I recall, a fortnight is six weeks.

Two weeks.

Oh, yes, of course, of course. Three weeks.

Two weeks.

Two weeks.

And not one second longer.

At midnight on the fourteenth day, you will return to Mesopotamia

if you do not have an earthly master.

Hmm. Well, could you not be too difficult?

If I do not find my darling husband in time,

I will just simply find a temporary master.

That's all.

Oh. Come in.

Come in.

Ah, good morning, sir. Mind if I play through?

Would you get your big foot off the green?

I'm sorry, sir.

Well, to what do I owe this rude interruption?

Well, I just stopped by to say good morning, sir.

You already did that.

Well, I guess my business is finished here.

Right.

Uh, General.

Oh.

Uh.

What now, Colonel?

Well, I was wondering about, um, Tony Nelson.

What about him?

Well, my wife and I are having a party this weekend,

and I was wondering if he'd be back by then.

Colonel, did you suddenly get top-secret clearance

that I'm not aware of?

No, sir.

Well, then I cannot tell you when Colonel Nelson will be back.

Then how about where is he?

Well...

His wife put you up to this, didn't she?

His wife? I didn't know he was married.

You were best man at their wedding.

Oh, that Tony Nelson.

Well, you tell his wife that those files are confidential

and I intend to see that they remain that way.

Jeannie, I did my best to get it out of him.

I mean, I took my best shot, which was better than his best shot.

Oh, thank you, Roger.

I am sure you aimed very well.

Well, I guess I will just have to try again myself.

Goodbye.

Knock, knock.

Mom?

It's your wake-up call.

Oh, all right, all right.

I'm awake.

Mom?

All right, I'm awake.

You can stop pounding now.

Pounding?

Oh, goodness.

Oh.

Sorry to disturb you so early, Mom,

but you said you had to be somewhere this morning.

Oh, yes.

Today I will outsmart General Westcott

and find out where your father is.

I must bring him back here.

Bye.

Hi, Tony.

Care to see your dad yet?

No, but Mom's trying to find him.

Tony!

Oh, hey, Mr. Simpson.

Hi, Beth.

I finally convinced the County School District

to come up to the airfare at Austin.

And they're also willing to buy two tickets for your parents.

Cool.

So now do you know if your father's going to be back yet?

No, I don't, but my Mom's working on it.

I'm sure he will.

Is that right?

Thanks.

Janie, what are you doing here?

Oh, I will tell you later.

Right now I must find out where my darling Master is.

When is General Westcott coming back?

527...

Oh, no, you'll know.

Do not worry, Roger.

I will not name you as an accomplice.

Even if they put tarantulas on my face.

Even if they pull my fingernails out one by one,

I will not name you.

Hello. Is this General Westcott's secretary?

This is General Schwarzkopf's secretary.

Yes.

And my general would like to meet your general

in five minutes in mission control.

Thank you.

Bye.

Nice dress.

Aha!

Here it is, Colonel Tony Nelson.

Looking for something?

General Westcott?

Hmm.

Ha-ha!

So, that is it.

I will have to go back to Mesopotamia forever

if I do not find my darling Master very soon.

Or a temporary Master.

I'll be your Master while Tony's away.

Oh, you are married now, Roger.

Yes, but I mess around.

Just kidding.

A Master must be single.

Mother, I'm single.

And over 21.

Oh.

So, what are you going to do?

Well, I could use some suggestions

about where to meet some single men.

I only have a few.

I'm not going to be single.

I'm going to meet some single men.

I only have 13 days in which to find

this substitute Master.

Well, if you want to meet somebody nice,

you have to hang around a nice place

like a library,

a bookstore,

a museum.

That's a good idea, Mom.

Where did you meet Tanya?

At a singles bar.

Mother, singles bars are passe.

But I hear a lot of people are meeting

through the personal ads in the paper.

Oh, they are both good ideas.

I will try both of them.

It should not be too difficult to find

a Master in a singles bar.

Well, if I have anything to do with it,

it will be very difficult, Sister dear.

I'm sorry.

What will you have, sweetheart?

Oh, um,

I do not know.

Do you have anything with

one of those little paper parasols in it?

How about a virgin planter pie?

Ah, that sounds delicious.

Yes.

Bar gender.

Beer, please.

Quite the zoo, huh?

Yes, but all the animals

seem to be having a good time.

Ha, ha.

Here for the, uh,

for the beer and for whatever

the lady is drinking.

Bob Sherbert.

Oh, Jeannie Nelson.

It is nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you, Jeannie.

Well, I guess this is the place

to be if you want to meet someone.

To be perfectly honest,

I bombed out with the personal ads.

Oh.

Oh, I was hoping they would work.

I just placed an ad in the paper this morning.

Well,

I don't think a beautiful lady like you

will have any trouble.

Oh, you are a very nice man.

Are you single?

Well,

as a matter of fact...

Can I, uh, buy you a drink?

Get lost,

Camel Breath, I'm busy.

Oh,

this has gotten

chummy enough.

Let there be wife.

There you are,

Willard.

My name isn't Willard.

Don't play that game with me.

We have got five hungry children

at home and you're here blowing your

car out of the car.

I'm not going to let you

play that game with me.

I'm going to make you

five hungry children at home and you're here blowing

your paycheck on booze and bimbos.

What are you talking about?

I am not your husband and this lady

is definitely no bimbo.

Every Friday night,

the same old thing.

Two days down, twelve more to go.

I'm going to be

hyper, yaha, baby.

I'm going to be hyper, yaha, baby.

Yaha, baby.

Greetings,

sister dear. Chini!

How goes your search for a new master?

Oh, my search goes very well, thank you.

Well, I just thought I would come by

and let you know that I have redecorated

your chambers. It's all in

blue and silver.

Oh, you're going to love it when you come back.

Oh,

well, thank you very much for your thoughtfulness,

sister, but I will not be returning.

Oh, really?

Yes.

I am sure to find a new master

very soon. You see, I have

placed an ad in the classifieds

and I am also going out to

singles bars.

What is so funny?

Oh, the idea of

you trying to attract anyone in a

singles bar. What is wrong with

me? Oh, well, for one thing,

you're incredibly naive.

I am not naive.

Are you kidding?

Scheherazade used to joke that you wouldn't have stayed alive

one night, much less a thousand

and one.

Scheherazade is a little tramp.

Hmm.

Maybe so.

But she sure knew how to keep a man's attention.

So what's your next move?

I do not know.

Oh,

never fear, sister.

I will help you find a temporary

master. Oh, how?

Well, for one thing, you have to forget

about singles bars and

classified ads. I mean, that's tacky,

tacky, tacky.

The way to meet a man and keep him interested

is by going on a double

date with me.

Oh, you would do that for me?

Well, what's a sister

for?

Don't worry. I will handle

everything. Now, you just keep your Friday night open.

Hmm?

Hmm?

Oh, I could give it to you

for, uh, 200 bucks a piece.

Okay. Well, we'll see you then.

Great. Eddie, I did it. Everything you told me to do

just like... Goose, goose, goose!

Listen to this.

General and Mrs. Westcott are

hosting a costume charity ball

at the Johnson Space Center

next Sunday night.

I thought you hated parts. I do.

But this, this,

this

is a chance to get into the Space Center

in disguise.

Yeah, that, that...

Why would we want to do that?

So we can make some real money.

None of this

penny-anny stuff we've been doing.

Remember that guy we met at Chi Chi's a couple

of weeks ago?

The guy with the funny accent?

Yes.

He kept saying he had connections.

He also kept talking about some experimental

rocket fuel that these connections wanted

to know more about.

Eddie, this is gonna be some big bucks, right?

Big bucks. Get him on the horn.

See if you got the guy's number.

Absolutely.

Who? Chi Chi.

Right.

No, no, no, no,

no, no, no, no, no, no. That won't do at all.

That dress, it's so

virginal.

Is that bad?

Well, it is if you want to attract a man.

I'm glad I got here a few minutes

before our date.

Oh, well, I will change into something else.

Oh, don't bother, let me.

Are you sure

about this? About the clothes,

I'm very sure, but

that hair...

Now, let me give you a few tips

on how to act with these guys.

Wait a minute.

I am 4,229

years old and I do not think I need

any tips from my sister about dating.

Well, first of all, you are

4,233 years old

and you've never been out on a date

in your life. You married the first

man that let you out of your bottle.

Well, that is true, but, but

nothing.

Nothing.

But nothing.

You need a master.

You have only nine more days

in which to find him.

Very well.

How would you like me to act?

Number one,

you've got to show him you have class,

so you order the most expensive

thing on the menu.

Well, what if it is liver? I do not like liver.

Ah, trust me.

It will not be

liver.

Number two, in order to show

him that you are a woman with taste,

you must drench yourself

in mating musk oil.

Oh, men love it.

Thank you, sister,

for your help. I would never have thought

of all these things by myself.

Oh, believe me.

The pleasure is all mine.

Are you sure about this,

sister? Oh, it's you.

Trust me.

They are here.

Now remember everything

I told you.

Don, Don, Don,

how lovely it is to see you again.

Hi, Jeannie.

This is my friend Dave.

Oh.

This is my sister Jeannie.

You're both

named Jeannie?

Yes. Our mother

was an efficiency expert.

Oh.

It is very nice to meet you, Dave.

Likewise.

Oh, yeah.

Shall we go?

Good evening. We'd like a table for four, please.

Do you have a reservation?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

We just decided that this

would be the lucky restaurant to get our business tonight.

Yes.

Well, I'm sorry, but we don't have

any available tables.

Oh, you hear that girl say they don't have any tables.

Well, why don't we head back?

What about that table?

There are no more

tables.

Yeah, but that one's not reserved.

Oh.

Mario,

please show

these people to, um,

to table number

to that one.

There, now.

Isn't this better than that

little spaghetti place you were going to take us to?

I'll give you

a few minutes to look at the menus.

Oh, I do not need a few minutes.

I am ready to order now.

Uh, let me see. I will

order now.

I'll be right back.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Now, uh, let me see.

I will start with the Beluga caviar.

And then I

will have a Caesar salad.

Oh.

He did make wonderful salads.

And then

I will have a Chateaubriand

for two, charred on the outside, rare on the inside.

Oh, I am starved.

How about you?

Well, I think he needs something

to drink.

Bring us a bottle of your best champagne.

Anything for you, sir?

No, I'm not hungry.

How about you, sir?

Pea soup.

Excuse me, sir?

Pea soup.

Very good, sir.

I wonder why they did not want to come in for a cup of coffee.

Oh, they probably didn't want to impose.

I wish you had let me ask

that Dave to be my temporary master.

Men don't like

to be rushed.

You can ask him the next time he takes you out.

Oh, but he did not seem

to be too enthusiastic when I asked him

when that would be.

Oh, nonsense. I heard him give you a definite time.

That is true.

But I have been alive

a very long time,

and I do not recall one occasion

when hell froze over.

Knock, knock.

Come in.

Oh, you look wonderful.

Now, Mom, I feel stupid.

Why do I have to go to this charity thing anyway?

Because you must help me find the file that will tell us where your father is.

I know General Westcott

hid it somewhere in his office,

and this is my last chance.

Okay.

It's only for one evening.

Smile.

Good evening, and welcome to our fundraiser.

What are you boys dressed as?

Tweedledee and Tweedledoo.

That's dumb.

You suggested this, Alphanetti.

I mean, is Tweedledee and Tweedledoo dumb?

I don't know.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I think you're Tweedledee and Tweedledoo dumb.

Which one am I?

You're Tweedledoo dumb.

I don't want to be the dumb one, Eddie.

There are some lovely refreshments

and punch on the table over there.

Hey, thanks, Doll.

Goose.

Can't be volunteers. Must be coscripts.

Good evening, General. Mrs. Westcott.

Goose. Where are you going?

I'm gonna go dance for the tiger lady,

and she can't have cute girls.

We didn't come here to dance. We came here to do a job.

Find the food.

So when do we do it?

Quiet.

We'll make it look like we belong here before we go breaking into the files.

Mrs. Westcott.

Jeannie.

You already know my husband.

Oh yes. Mrs. Nelson and I have met before.

Mrs. Westcott, it's very good to see you again.

Of course you know my son, Anthony.

Good to see you again, General. Mrs. Westcott.

Tony, is your husband coming tonight, Jeannie?

Well, you will have to ask the General about that.

I do not even know where my husband is right now.

But we certainly have been trying to find out, haven't we?

Well, I can see that Tony has come as a pirate.

But what are you dressed as?

Oh, I am a Jeannie.

Jeannie?

It's a very cute outfit, but it isn't really authentic.

I consulted a top costumer and he assured me that this is what real Jeannies wore.

Oh, I beg to differ. The Jeannies in my family...

Mother, mother, mother. Maybe we should make...

Oh, but I wish to inform Mrs. Westcott about Jeannies.

On the other hand, I think it would be nice to have a glass of punch.

Yes, please.

Roger, where is Tonya?

Frankly, ma'am, I don't give a damn.

I am gone with the wind. She is in the laser room.

She has to be called Miss Scarlet from now on.

Did you say hello to the General on your way in?

Well, I was going to say hello, but he seemed to be in a bad mood.

Mother, I think maybe we should mosey around and talk to people.

Yes, yes, I think it is time.

Please say hello to Miss Scarlet for us, Roger.

Oh, that's right.

Right. Right.

Right?

So, when do we do?

Quiet.

You want to look like we belong here for a few minutes before we go breaking into those files.

Relax. Have a cocktail, weenie.

Don't tell me.

Othello.

Good-looking Othello.

What's that stuff called again, Eddie?

It's called Xenon. It's a high-pressure liquid hydrogen rocket fuel.

You look really funny, Eddie.

You looked at yourself lately?

Mm-hmm.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

You looked at yourself lately?

Mm-hmm.

Mom, you're not going to need magic to open the lock. Somebody's already broken in.

Well, I will repair it so General Westcott will not think someone broke in.

Where are the files?

In there. But it will not do us any good.

Then why are we here, Mother?

Shh. General Westcott is a very clever man. That is why he is a general.

And I am sure he took the information out of your father's file and put it somewhere else.

I'm also equally sure that he would not be so careless about the files.

I'm sure he would have been very careful about the files.

And I am sure he took the information out of your father's file and put it somewhere else.

I'm also equally sure that he would not be so careless as to let that information get out of this office.

Oh, right. So there must be like a key somewhere.

A piece of paper telling us what file Dad's information is really in?

Right. For all we know, General Westcott could have mixed up all the files in order to thwart spies and snoopers.

Well, like us?

Yes.

All right.

We blew it. Ten grand down the drain.

I don't know, Eddie. I mean, maybe this guy will pay us something for information on where this astronaut Tony Nelson is.

The guy does not care about astronauts. He cares about experimental rocket fuels.

That file is useless to us.

What do you want to do now?

Now?

Now, we go back to our usual small-time heists. Designer jeans, Italian handbags.

Jeans! Do we blow a chance of a lifetime or what?

Mom? I think I found it.

Here. Down here.

Oh. We must be very careful. That button looks like some kind of an alarm.

Oh, well, of course. General Westcott is a very smart guy.

Oh, well, of course. General Westcott probably put it there so that he could alert the entire space center if anybody tried to get at the file.

Yes, and we do not want any alarms going off while we are in here.

Oh, okay. I'll be careful.

Yes.

Oh! I was right! Oh, he has jumbled up all the files here. Look for your father's name.

There it is. Anthony Nelson.

Anthony Nelson. Yes. And he will be found in the file labeled Xenon.

General Westcott outfoxed me again.

Yeah. He put the information about my father in a file called Xenon, but we couldn't find it.

So what are you going to do, Jeannie?

Well, since I cannot bring my darling husband back in time, I'm going to quickly have to find a temporary master.

But I thought you said that Jeannie had already found one for you.

Yes, I thought so too. He had a wonderful time on our date, but he did not call.

Enter scum.

I'm going to have to go where the men are and get one. Three days. Time is running out.

Anthony, are you listening?

Yes, ma'am.

Anthony?

Yes.

I am leaving, and I may not be home in time for dinner, so here is some money for you to order a pizza.

Mother, why would I order a pizza at five o'clock in the morning? And where are you going?

Oh, I have learned that there are going to be 300 men today, and I do not intend to come home without one.

300 men. Good work.

Spying on your sister, Jeannie?

I was only watching because I'm worried about my poor dear sister.

I'm afraid she won't find a master in time to stay with her beloved son.

Your concern touches me deeply.

This is fair warning, Jeannie. Do not interfere with your sister's life.

Do you remember what happened to the Bedouin that stole my camel?

You wouldn't dare turn me into a scorpion.

Don't be too sure. And Jeannie, in case you were planning to pay your sister a visit,

let me remind you that a Jeannie that has never had a master, this means you,

runs into certain problems in the plane of reality if she's not out of there in 24 hours.

Oh, yeah? What problems?

Well, first, she begins to lose her magic powers, and then she begins to show her true age.

And very few people look good past the age of 1500.

Think about it.

Hello. Hi.

I would like to sign up for the marathon.

Oh, good. We have 300 male entrants and only a handful of women.

Yes, that is why I'm here.

Ah, to defend the female abilities in long-distance running?

Oh, no, to meet the 300 men.

Ha.

Actually, I could say that I'm a little bit more of a womanizer.

I'm not a womanizer.

I'm a womanizer.

Ha.

Actually, I could save myself a lot of running time if you would just come home with me right now.

Um, you'll have to ask my wife.

Oh. Oh. Oh, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Sorry.

This is not good.

This is not good.

With 300 men to choose from, even my sister could find a master.

Ah, I must find a way to prevent her from getting any more opportunities like this.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

How come you look so good?

Oh, sorry. I cannot talk right now. There are single men up there.

Hi, Jeannie.

Jeannie?

Anthony, darling boy. How nice it is to see you.

I was just leaving for school.

Oh, forget about school.

I'm here to bring you to your mother. We're all going to celebrate.

She found a master. Excellent.

Yes. I thought so, too. Come.

Oh, awesome. What is this, a ski lodge?

Well, yeah, sure, if that's what you'd like it to be.

Where's mom?

Oh, well, she decided to take a ski lesson. She should be back any minute.

Hello. Do you come here often?

Yeah, once a year.

Oh, this is my first time. Are you single?

Look, I'm trying to win a marathon. Do you mind?

Oh, I'm sorry. I will let you continue.

Oh, there we go.

I'm just going to take a look at the slopes.

Well, of course. They're all done.

I mean, I looked out myself and they're really quite beautiful.

It's amazing. These mountains are incredible.

Thank you.

And look, there's even a snowmobile shop across the way.

Yes, I thought that was rather a nice touch myself.

Pardon me?

I mean, why don't you go in the bedroom and try on all your nice new ski clothes

and then take a nice long hot bath to keep you warm and toasty while you're skiing?

Sounds like a plan to me.

It's a plan.

Is 95 your favorite number?

No, it's just the number they assigned me.

How far do you think we've gone?

I guess about seven miles.

Hey, you're not even sweating.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I must be honest with you.

I did not enter this marathon for the thrill of winning or the joy of sweating a lot.

I need a master. It is only a temporary job.

But I'm willing to make you a very good deal.

Will you be my master?

Lady, I don't know who you are, I don't know what you are,

but I'm not into that sort of thing.

You're not?

It's not easy to catch a good man.

But I must not be discouraged.

Anthony?

Anthony, are you here?

Perhaps he left me a message.

Hello, Tony. This is Mr. Simpson from school, the guidance counselor.

I'm sorry you weren't at school today.

I hope you're feeling all right and that you'll be back tomorrow.

Bye.

He did not go to school?

Hi, Tony. It's Beth. Where are you?

It's 7.30 already. The pizza's getting cold. Call me, okay?

Where is he?

Hello, Beth. I am sorry to be calling you so late, but Anthony has not come home yet.

Is he at your house?

He did not?

Well, if you hear from him, will you have him call me immediately?

Thank you.

Ha! Oh, good.

Now she'll go looking for her son and forget all about looking for her new master.

My son is not a runaway.

Look, ma'am, I cannot send my guys out every time some 16-year-old kid decides to spend a night away from home.

Excuse me. I mean, who's going to be left to bring in the murderers and murderers?

It is 3 o'clock in the morning. I have called all of his friends. He's in trouble. I know it.

Can you not do anything to help me?

Look, tell you what. You fill out this form, and if your son doesn't get home in time for his morning waffle, you give us a call, okay?

Oh, but no, but...

Look, I have real problems here, lady.

I mean, I got a rash of thefts, and if I don't get some leads pretty soon, I'm going to end up bussing tables at some frozen yogurt bar.

Well, would you at least take his yearbook picture so you will know what he looks like?

I'll call you.

Thank you. Our phone number is on the back, right there.

Great.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

What was that all about?

Just another overwrought mother...

Ah! Damn it!

Anything in yet from Calhoun?

Well, he's got the surveillance guys all over, so if any hot goods move anywhere in this town, we'll have the pictures.

Great. Stay on top of it.

Right.

Yes, sir.

Is Mom back yet?

It's time I was honest with you, Anthony. Your mother isn't coming here.

She had to go away for a short time.

What do you mean she had to go away?

Well, away, away. I promised her I wouldn't give out any details.

I can't believe she didn't tell me herself.

Well, she did leave a message for you.

Where is it?

It's in here.

How do I get it out?

You don't.

Hey, Jeannie. There's no message down here. Come on, let me out.

Oh, it's just to keep you safe, Anthony.

Come on, Aunt Jeannie.

I have to leave now, darling, before my powers disappear.

Make yourself comfortable, and I'll be back.

Okay.

Hi, dear boy.

Hey, Jeannie, come on. Don't do this to me.

I can't believe my own flesh and blood would do this to me.

What am I saying? She's not flesh and blood. She's a Jeannie.

Like it or not, I'm half Jeannie, which is why I can't get out of this stupid bottle.

Had I been born with more blood, I would have been a Jeannie.

I'm not a Jeannie.

I'm a Jeannie.

I'm a Jeannie.

I'm a Jeannie.

I'm a Jeannie.

I'm a Jeannie.

I'm a Jeannie.

Had I been born with more of my mom's Jeannies, I...

No, this is not funny.

Wait a minute.

Just because the Jeannie half of me is stuck doesn't mean the human half can't make a break for it.

Here goes nothing.

Right on.

This is doable.

Oh!

It's here for human beings.

Okay. All I gotta do is get to the hotel lobby to call Mom.

Hey. Mounds are gone.

Where am I?

Oh, Roger. I'm so worried.

He's been gone a very long time.

Oh, yes. Yes, I have tried all his friends many, many times.

He's just... disappeared.

You wanted to see me, sir?

Yeah.

Big warehouse got hit in the next county last night.

Same M.O. as that designer Jean's heist last week.

What'd they get this time?

4,000 pair of running shoes.

Now, my guess is they'll be headed back here to dump the goods on the usual people.

Right. I'll get the undercover guys to keep an eye out at the flea market.

Good. Now, we may have caught ourselves a break here.

Seems we have an eyewitness who saw a sanitation truck behind the warehouse for about an hour last night.

Any I.D.?

What?

I.D. on the truck.

Well, the eyeball was not sure, but he thinks it was City of Houston. Now, get on it.

Right away.

Ah. Let's just check on my little hostage.

Where is he?

Now I'll have to go find him.

Oh, this is my city. He's wandering around in the middle of nowhere.

Well, I'll just have to go find him.

Oh dear. Oh dear. My powers haven't fully revived. Well, uh, feet? Walk?

Markowitz! Markowitz, get in here!

Yes, sir.

Oh, forget that! A top secret file's been stolen.

Which one, sir?

The Xenon file, but inside of it was all the information on the Tony Nelson mission.

Sorry, sir. Do you have any leads, sir?

A lead, a suspect, and a guilty party. I want that Jeannie Nelson picked up and brought here immediately.

Yes, sir.

I don't believe this. I'm riding around in a garbage truck.

Is this what my life is coming to?

I don't know, Eddie. My father spent his whole entire life in a garbage truck.

Don't tell me. He was a garbage man.

Yeah. How'd you know that?

Lucky guess.

What are you doing?

I'm pulling over for the kid, Eddie.

What? Well, now we're a taxi cab.

Well, no. I mean, we're not going to charge him or anything.

Keep driving the truck.

First lock.

Thank you.

Get in the middle.

Get off me!

Thanks for the lift, guys. I thought I was going to die out there.

Pretty crummy shoes to be tracking around a woodshead, kid.

Yeah, I guess that's true, but when I put them on last night, I didn't plan on doing any major hiking.

By the way, I'm Tony.

Nice to meet you, Tony. This year's...

No last names. Goose.

Right. This here's my partner, Eddie, and I'm Goose.

Nice to meet you guys.

What size shoe are you?

About a ten and a half.

Goose!

Pick a bit.

What?

These?

Yeah.

Guys, I can't take these. These are a lot of money.

Ah, go on. Of course, it's a lot less than you think.

Thanks.

You know, I was thinking, for a garbage truck, it doesn't smell that bad in here.

That's because we ain't hauling garbage.

What are you carrying?

Shoes.

Goose! Shut up!

Come on, Eddie. He ain't going to know they're stolen.

You've got a garbage truck full of soul and running shoes?

How did you know?

You are a complete idiot. Do you know that?

Hey, is it my fault the kid is some kind of mind reader or something?

They ain't really stolen, kid.

See, me and Eddie were driving past this big athletic store about 4 o'clock this morning,

and we didn't have no intention to steal or nothing.

But as we were looking in the window, a little voice inside our heads whispered,

Just do it.

So we did it.

Good, Goose. Now what are we supposed to do with this kid?

Just Eddie, I'm sorry. You're right, I was just, I was...

Well, what are we going to do with him, Eddie?

I don't know, big mouth.

But if you know we've got to keep him with us, I think we'll suck him out.

Shut up and drive.

It's open. Oh, please, come in. Please, come in.

Are you Mr. Simpson?

Yes, yes, Bob Simpson, of course. Please come in and sit down.

I am Jeannie Nelson, Anthony Nelson's mother.

Oh, fine boy. Yeah, fine boy.

One of our most promising students.

He is in trouble.

What?

Anthony disappeared last night, and I do not know where he is, and the police will not help me.

And I do not know what to do.

I don't know where he is, and the police will not help me.

And I do not know what to do.

No, no, it's all right, Mrs. Nelson. Here, here.

Why? Why won't the police help you?

They say he's a runaway.

But I know my Anthony, and he would never run away, Mr. Simpson.

Oh, no, no, just call me Bob. Now, tell me, where did you last see him?

He was supposed to go to his girlfriend, Beth Wilson's house, but he did not get there.

No, please, Mrs. Nelson, please. I'm going to help.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Simpson.

Detective Carlisle?

What do you have for me, sergeant?

Calhoun's surveillance photos from this morning.

Anything?

Yeah, garbage truck outside of Fifth Street address.

So?

Well, so a neighbor phoned in and said he's been there since this morning.

It's three o'clock now. That's strange.

I've seen this kid somewhere before.

Which one?

Oh, this one coming out of the truck.

And he's wearing new running shoes, same brand as the ones lifted last night.

That could be a lead.

Where have I seen that face?

Hey, wait a minute. Wait a minute.

That's him. That's him.

Who?

Nelson, Nelson. That's his name.

I don't know what his first name is. His mother's name was Joni, Jenny, something like that.

She reported him missing last night.

Well, of course he was missing. He was busy pulling off a robbery.

Right.

Look, I want you to find an address for that phone number.

You got it.

Yes.

Got you now.

You are very kind, Mr. Simpson.

And I'm very grateful that you are willing to help me.

Oh, it's not going to hurt. Hell, did I have dinner alone tonight.

Anthony.

There.

Expecting someone else, Mrs. Nelson?

Yes, my son, Anthony.

Ah, yes, young Anthony. Sergeant Withers and myself want to talk to you about him.

Can we? Ah, and you must be Mr. Nelson.

Uh, oh, no, no. He's a famous astronaut and I'm just a guidance counselor.

Have you found my son?

Not yet, but we'd like to.

Why?

Why?

Last night you told me you do not go after runaways.

Well, some additional information has come in about your son since then and we'd like to talk to him.

What information?

Well, I'm afraid that's official police business.

Now, can you give us the names of some of his friends, people he hangs around with?

No.

What do you mean no?

No. If you will not tell me what information you have, I will not tell you what information I have.

Listen, maybe you don't understand. We're trying to conduct an investigation here.

Well, Mr. Simpson and I are conducting our own investigation. May the best investigator win.

Wow, you were really tough on them.

That Detective Carlisle is playing with fire when he messes around with this genie.

Or this bomb.

We are going down to the police station and we are going to find out what they know about my Anthony.

Oh.

Excuse me, ma'am. Are you Miss Genie Nelson, wife of Colonel Tony Nelson?

Oh, Allah, something has happened to him.

No, ma'am, he's fine. But you are in a peck of trouble.

General Westcott wants you to come with me.

Mr. Simpson, would you mind waiting in the car while I speak with this gentleman?

Are you sure?

Oh, I am very sure.

Okay then.

It will take me some time to get my things together before we may leave.

Would you please come in and make yourself comfortable?

Sure.

What the hell?

I would love to stay and chat, but I have work to do.

Miss Nelson? Miss Nelson?

Miss Nelson!

My sister is going to kill me.

Samir is going to turn me into a scorpion.

My magical powers are almost gone. I mean, how could anything get worse?

Yoo-hoo! Yoo-hoo!

Oh, stop!

Oh, goodness. Oh, thank you. Thank you. Thank you for picking me up.

Mrs. Nelson, here to see Detective Carlisle.

Not in.

Oh, well then we will just go look around, I mean wait around in his office.

No, you won't.

Listen, maybe we should just come back later.

Oh, all right. All right.

Mr. Simpson. Mr. Simpson. Look.

How did he fall asleep so soon?

He probably drinks decaffeinated coffee.

Let us go search the office.

We need to find the files.

There, the records room.

That's kind of a strange hiking outfit you've got on.

Oh, yes. Well, I was going to a costume party and I got lost.

Oh, oh, oh, look, look, look. Is that a gray hair? Is that a gray hair? Look.

Look like quite a few of them.

Oh, oh no. Oh, it's happening.

It happens to the best of us, honey, but don't worry about it.

You've got a lot of good years left in you.

Oh, an age spot.

Probably just a freckle.

Oh, no, no, no, no. It wasn't there a few hours ago.

Oh, I have to get back. I have to get back.

Oh, Allah, give me the strength to get home.

Oh,

deep breaths, deep breaths, loveliness, loveliness, beauty, beauty.

Willie's right. I'm getting senile.

What's Tony doing with two men in a garbage truck?

I do not know. He's never shown any interest in garbage before.

Let's get out of here before somebody finds us here.

We'll leave him here. You just come in and do it.

Who's that, Eddie?

Tank. It's gonna take care of Junior here for us.

The tank?

We gotta kill the kid, Eddie.

Well, if you hadn't opened your big yap, told him how we got the shoes,

we could have just dropped them off somewhere.

Got the other truck loaded?

All 4,000 pairs.

Then let's go.

It's just business, kid.

You got nothing to be afraid of, kid.

The tank, he's really good at this kind of thing.

You won't feel a thing.

I gotta go.

What do you mean you lost her?

Yes, sir.

Well, yes, sir.

It's difficult to explain, sir.

But I did get the license plate of the car she and this guy were driving around in.

Well, give me the damn number.

I'm gonna go after that little sneak myself.

General Westcott, what about me, sir? General Westcott, what about me?

Healy, get the jeep.

Good evening, sir.

It is not a good evening. It is a lousy evening. It's gonna get even worse.

Is Mrs. Westcott cooking Thai food again?

This has got nothing to do with Mrs. Westcott.

It's got everything to do with your friend, Mrs. Delson.

My friend, I hardly know the woman.

Colonel Healy, get the jeep.

It's not a stick ship, is it, sir?

I'm sorry.

I really think you should eat something.

No, no. I am too nervous to eat.

We've been driving around for eight hours looking for that garbage truck.

You need to keep up your strength.

Very well. I will have some juice.

What country?

Hello. Is this Detective Carlisle?

Oh, yeah. Yes.

Well, this is Mr. Berger.

Mr. Roy Berger, and I am with the sanitation department.

I am here to see if you have any questions.

I have a question for you.

I have a question for you.

I have a question for you.

I have a question for you.

I have a question for you.

I am Roy Berger, and I am with the sanitation department.

And I'm calling you about one of our stolen garbage trucks.

Well, you're in luck, Mr. Berger.

Yeah, my men just located it.

As a matter of fact, I was on my way out the door when you called.

You got a pencil?

Thank you, sir.

And thank you from the entire department of sanitation.

Did you get the address?

I got a few minutes from here.

Let us go.

Yes, operator. May I have the police, please?

Yes, please.

Hey, stop the truck! That's our kid!

What are you doing?

Slow down! Slow down!

Easy. Easy.

Back it up.

What do you mean, back it up?

Back it up! Back up the truck!

Already? Back it up!

Where to? Stop here. Stop.

Get out.

How do you suppose he got away from the tank?

I don't know.

But he's got to be somewhere.

Take that side.

This is the right address, isn't it?

Yes, absolutely.

Who are these guys?

Hello, Detective Carlisle.

Mrs. Nelson, how did you find out about this place?

Never mind how we found out about this place. Where is my son?

Probably out fencing 4,000 pairs of running shoes.

Let's go.

Thank goodness. I'm almost back to my exquisite, beautiful, delicious self.

You're almost gone.

Oh, and those liver spots.

And you, dear sister, have almost run out of time.

I'm so sorry for you.

Don't even try it, kid.

How did you get away from the tank?

I don't know. I'm guessing he liked me too much. He didn't have the heart. He just let me go.

Looks like we're going to have to kill you ourselves.

No! Eddie, come on! I don't believe this.

How do we have such rotten luck? First a Xenon file, now this kid?

What do you know about the Xenon file?

At our last gig we were going to sell some information, but the file we snatched turned out to have something else in it.

That something else was information about an astronaut named Tony Nelson.

How did you know? How did you know that?

So we will never find him?

Well, no. You know, there's one thing I've learned from my Ilda is that you've got to have patience.

Now, she takes things slowly, but she always manages to get there.

If I only knew where he was, I could save him.

Where are these guys?

Well, don't go getting the ideas about ratting on this kid, because I'm about to blow your brains out.

I don't want to rat on you. I want to help you. That is, if you're willing to help me.

Eddie?

What's your deal?

You promise not to kill me, and I'll take you to the real Xenon information.

As if you still have a buyer for it.

Oh, man. Hey, Eddie, this could be our big chance.

Shut up!

Are you saying you know where this Xenon stuff is?

No. But I know how to find it. Just let me up.

General Westcott rearranged all the files for security reasons.

He made up a master list so that he'd know what information was in what files.

How did we get inside the space center?

I'm Colonel Tony Nelson, the astronaut. It's my father. All the gate guards know me. It's no problem.

All right. It's worth a shot.

Don't cross me.

I won't. I promise.

You keep an eye on him.

Where could Anthony be?

Wait a minute. I know where Detective Carlisle is. He is in his police car.

How's that gonna help us?

This is Carlisle. Go ahead.

We've got the location. Spotted a black truck registered to an Edward Chalmers.

Hey, that's one of our perps. Where is he?

He's making a beeline for the space center.

Shall I send out backup?

No.

I'll send out backup.

I'll send out backup.

I'll send out backup.

I'll send out backup.

I'll send out backup.

I'm making a beeline for the space center. Shall I send out backup?

No, no, no. Let me get there first. I'll radio in if I need help.

All right. Step on it.

Yes. I want to get my son back.

Where did she come from?

She must have been hiding back there since we left the apartment.

That is it. That is it. You have been interfering with my investigation from the get-go, and I am sick of it.

Stop the car. We're putting her under arrest.

She's gone.

She's gone.

She's gone.

She's gone.

She's gone.

She's gone.

Forget her. Let's just get to the space center.

Shall I call for the car?

Yes.

The radio's gone.

What do you mean, gone?

It's gone.

It's gone.

Well, then, uh, we'll just find a telephone and get some antacid tablets, okay?

Okay.

Okay.

Where did you come from?

Later.

Where'd you go?

We're going to get to the space center.

I don't believe this. I've never driven a jeep before.

You've driven a rocket to the moon?

Yeah, but it didn't have a stick shift.

Oh, just keep driving. Drive.

For you to say.

Turn right here, Mr. Simpson.

There she is, Colonel. Follow that car.

Follow the car.

Well, this is it.

It's locked.

No problem.

11 o'clock. The time is almost up.

We're being followed.

Oh, that is all right. We're almost there.

But we can use all the help we can get.

What is this, a pig crossing?

Don't just stand there.

I'm going to get you.

What is this, a pig crossing?

Don't just stand there, Colonel.

Scoot them away.

Yes, sir. Here we go. Back up.

Come on, guys. Go on back.

Here we go. Everybody out.

Come on. Take command. Get them moving.

Come on, guys.

Come on, social-cleaning ship.

Get those troops out of here.

Come on, guys.

It was easier the last time.

Okay, we're in.

Okay, where's this key that tells us what file the Xenon stuff is in?

Okay.

Okay, we're in.

Okay, where's this key that tells us what file the Xenon stuff is in?

Okay, we're in.

Okay, where's this key that tells us what file the Xenon stuff is in?

Okay, the file's in there,

and the key's under the desk.

Get it!

Goose.

Get it.

Ah!

What the hell is that?

I'm always gonna be swung with MPs any minute.

They can't, Eddie.

Well, get him, you moron!

It's about time you got here.

Healy!

I'm gonna get into my file display center.

Let's get out of here!

At ease, at ease, men.

Come on, shoo them away.

Let's go.

Out of the way, out of the way, pigs.

Shoo!

Shoo!

I'm coming through!

Charge, turtles!

Come on, turtles, press on!

Press on!

Come on, come on.

Goose.

Spread out. Search this place.

Find me that kid.

I think he's in here, Eddie.

Let's put a little light in this subject.

I want that kid.

I want that kid!

There he is, Eddie!

It's all okay.

I'm gonna get him.

I'm gonna get him.

I'm gonna get him.

I'm gonna get him.

It's all okay.

You're dead.

Tony, come on, Tony.

What the...

Who is that?

I don't know, but she's looking at you, Eddie.

Do not touch him.

Mom!

That's your mom.

Eddie, Eddie!

Hey!

How'd she do that?

Your toast.

Goose, goose, help me.

I'm banging into nothing here.

Whoa, this is weird.

Get the gun, goose. Get the gun.

Get the gun!

Get the kid!

Get the kid!

Goose, you don't want to do this.

I gotta do it, Tony.

Just cover your head or something.

Weird.

Definitely weird.

Where'd she go?

I don't know. But she's gone.

She was here a minute ago.

You see anything?

No, but she's wearing a red dress.

I have never done that before.

Mom, you need a hand?

Tony, Tony, come on.

Get me out of here.

Hey, what's going on?

What are you doing?

Whoa!

Tony, come on.

Tony, I swear we're only kidding.

Here comes my eye.

Oh, my son. Job well done.

Don't swing the bag.

Unbelievable.

I'm Mr Simpson.

Get out of here!

Somebody let us out of here!

Unbelievable.

Whoo-wee!

Greetings, Detective Carlisle.

There are some robbers in there

waiting for you to arrest them.

Well, let's go.

Stop!

Tony, Tony, get me out of here!

Somebody out there!

Okay, yeah.

I'm serious.

All right.

Somebody get us out of here!

You are under arrest

for stealing military secrets.

I'm sorry, Jeannie. I tried to protect you.

None of this would have happened

if Betty and I had told about Xenon information.

There you're sliding, General.

What do you think when I tell you to shut up?

Xenon? What do you know about Xenon?

Shut up!

I don't want to talk to you.

I ain't talking to you anymore.

Stop asking me.

I don't want to talk to you.

You ain't having a good day.

I'm just trying to understand what's going on.

So, what happened in there?

Mr Simpson, you wouldn't believe us

if we told you.

And, Mom, listen, I'm really sorry.

But it wasn't my fault.

Jeannie kidnapped me and these two goons

picked me up on the side of the road.

Shh. It is not important.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

The car is slower than Hilda.

I can't believe that.

It's truly been one of the most

interesting days of my life.

Oh, well, you were very helpful, Mr Simpson.

I wanted to give you one of my business cards here.

Oops, wait a minute. Excuse me.

It's got my home number on it, so feel free

to call me anything you need.

And, Tony, I'll see you tomorrow in school.

I'll be there.

Goodbye.

Yes, goodbye.

Goodbye.

Well, Mom, at least everything turned out okay.

Not really.

What?

I did not find

a temporary master.

That's all right. I'll look for one tomorrow.

That will be too late.

I only had until midnight tonight.

Mother, why did you ask Mr Simpson?

A master must be single.

Mr Simpson isn't married?

Who is Hilda?

Hilda is his pet turtle.

His pet turtle?

Oh, no.

I'm going to be vanished.

I had a potential master here

only minutes ago.

Only two more minutes, sister dear,

and then you'll have to come back.

It is too late.

It's finally my turn to go to the plane of reality.

Mother, I love you.

Oh.

Tell your father I will love him

forever.

Mrs Nelson, I think I dropped

my car keys.

I really hate father, but I think I left

somewhere. Mr Simpson, Mr Simpson,

please say you will be my temporary master.

No, I just came back to get my car keys.

Oh, I will make you new keys. I will make you a new car.

I will make you two new cars.

Mr Simpson, just say you will be our master.

It's only for a short time. Wait a minute. What's going on with you two anyway?

Is it money that you would like?

I gotta go now.

No.

Why are you wearing those clothes?

There is no time to explain. Please

just say the word.

No. No, no, no.

No. I mean. Mr Simpson, I am begging you.

Alright. Yes, I'll be your master.

Yeah.

Oh.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh.

Excuse me.

Will somebody please tell me what's going on?

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