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(curious�music�plays)
-�Is�this something�for�something or�can�I�throw�this�out?
-�Not�sure. That�could�be�something.
Put�it�in�this�bowl of�possible�somethings.
-�I'm�having�more�cheesies! -�Oh,�shh,�shh.
Morris�is�napping so,�keep�it�down.
Also,�no�more�snacks before�lunch.
-�Oh,�thank�you�for the�cheesies,�Mrs.�Berney.
Should�this�go in�the�dishwasher?
-�Um...�yeah,�you're, you're�very�welcome,�Maya.
Uh,�yes.
(Astrid):�There's�a�lot�of�ways to�evaluate�your�parenting.
(James):�How�well�your�kids do�in�school,�how�many cavities�they�have.
Do�they�cheat�at�go�fish?
(Astrid):�She�beat�you fair�and�square,�James.
Let�it�go,�man. You�don't�wanna�judge yourself�too�harshly.
(James):�But�sometimes�you�meet a�child�who's�so�well-behaved.
-�Guess�who�found her�old�Halloween�candy.
Trick-or-treat,�fart�butts.
(Astrid):�You�realize you've�been�fudging�your�grades.
Felix. -�Hmm?
-�Did�you�notice�how,�how�Maya didn't�just�leave�her�bowl
around�for�someone�else,
she�put�it�in�the�dishwasher?
-�Oh,�ooh! I�made�a�hilarious�movie.
-�No.�No,�no. -�You�have�to�see�it.
-�But,�in�the... -�Come�on,�I�think I�left�the�iPad�outside.
-�Is�it�the�one�where�I�die? -�Oh�yeah.
-�Maybe�our�kids behave�perfectly at�other�people's�houses.
We�just�don't�know�it. -�Hmm.
-�Oh,�um,�enjoy�your�afternoon. (Viv):�Where's�the�iPad?
(Felix):�I�don't�know. I�left�it�right�here.
-�There's�no�way.
-�Yeah,�you�enjoy your�afternoon. (Maya):�Thank�you!
(Viv):�No,�I�didn't! (Felix):�Yes,�you�did!
(Viv):�No,�I�didn't! (Felix):�Yes,�you�did!
(Viv):�No,�I�didn't!
-�There�you�go. -�Aw,�thank�you.
Mm.
(Bo�grumbles)
Ugh.
Apologies. To�me,�drip�coffee�tastes like�a�hitchhiker's�sock.
-�Huh. -�I'm�in�a�bad�way,�James.
-�CEO�blues? -�No,�GoBo�is�thriving.
Crochet�is�the�new�denim.
But�I�can�feel�myself�slipping into�a�Bo�I�swore
I�would�never�be�again, "Bo�Business."
-�Bo�money,�Bo�problems. -�Mm-hmm.
-�Yeah,�I�will�say�you�look more�buttoned�up�than�normal.
Except�the�sandals.
-�Well,�as�long�as�my�toes are�breathing,�so�am�I.
And�unburdening�myself�to�you is�like�a�sandal�for�the�soul.
-�Okay.
-�But�how�goes your�poor�job�search?
-�It's...�it's�okay. It's�good.
Uh,�I�mean,�it's�not�great, obviously.
A�lot�of�work�to�be�done around�the�house
so,�3:30�rolls�around quicker�than�you�think.
-�I�caught�a�dead�grasshopper at�school.
Her�name�is�Thunder. -�My�old�lunch�container
was�in�the�gym, so�now�I've�got�two.
-�What's�for�dinner? Tacos�forever!
-�Oh�yeah,�I�need�knee�pads for�gym�class�tomorrow.
-�See�ya! (Felix):�We're�gone!
(Viv):�What�about a�knee�pad�taco?
(Felix):�Best�combination.
(Felix�and�Viv):�Tacos! Tacos!�Tacos!
-�Yeah,�they�kinda�keep�me�busy in�um,�rolling�the�same
boulder�up�a�hill�every�day kind�of�way.
(downtrodden�music�plays)
(yawns�loudly) (lunch�squishes)
-�You�just�sat�on�my�lunch. -�Oh,�sorry.
I'm�still�drowsy.
That�Indian�lunch�buffet knocked�me�out.
Had�to�take�a�nap�in�the�car.
What'd�I�miss? -�Most�of�the�day.
-�Oh. -�Leonard's�still�leading.
The�polls�love�him.�And I'm�actually�pretty�surprised
with�how�much�engagement the�slogan�"Cut�The�Crap"
is�getting. But�also,�not�surprised.
-�People�hate�crap. I'm�neutral.
-�Yes,�well, Leonard's�chosen�a�side.
He�wants�bigger�fines for�owners�who�don't�pick�up after�their�dogs.
Bigger�the�dog,�bigger�the�fine.
-�That's�a�great�idea.�Ooh!
Which�reminds�me, when�I�was�asleep�in�the�car,
I�dreamed�a�great�idea.
Okay.�Okay,�cool.
So,�it's�a�park community�clean�up.
People�come�together, they�make�the�park
more�beautiful,�and�romantic.
You�know,�maybe�somebody�finds true�love�or�something?
It's�not,�not�important. -�Okay,�I�mean,�we�have�had
a�lot�of�complaints�with how�filthy�Ellsworth�Park�is,
and�that's�right�in�the�middle of�Leonard's�riding.
-�Okay,�so... -�All�right.
Go�on,�get�to�work.
-�Oh,�don't�you�usually handle�most�stuff?
-�I'm�actually�handling enough�right�now.
And�while�I�don't�work for�you�anymore,�Jean-Luc,
I�do�believe�in�you.
-�Okay,�cool.
Um,�so,�some�people, some�bags,�some�garbage.
Maybe�a�special�lady introduces�herself.
She�digs�my�grassroots�vibes. I'm�into�her�smile.
-�I'm�into�you�taking this�fan�fiction�elsewhere.
-�Right,�that�makes�more�sense. Cool.
(door�opens�and�shuts)
(Astrid): What�the�hell�happened?
(James):�I�swear,�it�was�tidy before�the�kids�showed�up.
They�ripped�through�here like�twin�tornadoes,
ate�everything�they�could get�their�hands�on, and�then�moved�north.
-�This�is�out�of�control. I�don't�get�it.
We�told�them�a�million�times to�clean�up�after�themselves.
They�just�don't�care.
There's�a�bowl�of�cereal on�the�stairs!
-�That's�mine. I�actually�forgot�that.
But�the�rest�of�this is�the�kids.
-�How�are�our�kids such�inconsiderate�slobs?
Is�this�our�fault? -�No,�no,�no.
If�it�was�our�fault then�how�come�Morris�turned�out to�be�so�helpful?
All�you�have�to�do is�sing�the�clean�up�song.
?�Clean�up,�clean�up, everybody,�everywhere�?
?�Clean�up,�clean�up, everybody�do�your�share�??
-�The�daycare�taught�him�that.
And�to�be�honest, I�find�it�unnerving.
-�You�don't�listen�to�her. Morris,�you're�doing�great�work.
-�Yay! -�Here's�the�deal.
I'm�gonna�clean�up this�room.�Again.
And�then�we'll�make�dinner in�peace�and�quiet
while�number�one and�number�two�are�occupied.
-�Okay. -�Okay.
(instrumental clean�up�song�plays)
(James�singing�clean�up�song)
-�Wait.
It's�our�fault.
The�kids�don't�help�us with�anything
because�we�just�do everything�anyway.
We're�literally�doing�it right�now.
-�Oh,�my.�You're�right.
(Viv):�How�come I�don't�smell�dinner?
(huffs) -�Okay,�they�want�dinner?
They're�gonna�have to�help�make�it.
-�That's...�yeah, I�think�that�sounds
like�more�trouble than�it's�worth.
(Felix):�Can�someone bring�me�a�snack?
(tense�music�plays�briefly)
-�We�must�break�them.
(Felix):�Helloooo?
-�Felix,�can�you�stop�waving that�knife�around?
You're�slicing�a�pepper, not�working�at�Benihana.
Um,�James, where�is�the�spaghetti?
-�Oh,�uh�no�more�spaghetti, but�if�we�use�the�last of�the�fusilli,
penne,�and�macaroni, we�could�have�a�shape-a-aghetti.
-�How�many�eggs go�in�a�souffle?
-�None! We're�making�pasta.
-�I'm�doing�my�own�thing.
-�You've�literally�mashed that�to�a�pulp.
-�I�know.�I'm�insane.
-�Hey,�where�is�the�frying�pan? -�Whoa!
Beef�on�the�floor. -�Oh,�my�gosh.
-�It's�okay. Morris�will�clean�it�up.�Morris.
?�Clean�up,�clean�up, everybody,�everywhere�??
(James):�Felix,�stop. -�I�mean,�he's�brainwashed.
-�Let's�help�make�dinner all�the�time.
-�Yeah,�it's�so�funny. And�getting�pizza is�the�best�reward.
-�No,�no,�pizza's�not�a�reward, it's�a�last�resort.
Because�it's�so�late. Morris�is�already�asleep.
-�Most�of�the�dinner�either ended�up�burnt�or�on�the�floor.
I�think�in�lieu�of�this failed�experiment,
you�guys�should�clear�the�table.
-�You're�kidding. -�What�did�we�do to�deserve�that?
-�All�right,�plates aren't�gonna�clear�themselves. Chop,�chop!
-�All�of�them? But�I�only�used�one.
-�Well,�your�mother�and�I paid�for�all�the�pizza.
So...�chop,�chop!
(Felix�and�Viv�grumble)
-�Pass�me�your�plates.
-�Yeah,�scrape�all�the�crust on�to�one�plate
then�stack the�rest�of�the�plates.
There�we�go.
-�Not�the�wine. Not�the�wine.
The�wine�stays. Everything�else,�to�the�kitchen.
And�we're�off!
-�It's�full! -�We're�screwed.
-�Okay,�you�just...�just�put the�dishes�on�the�counter
and�just�go�get ready�for�bed.
-�Yes! -�And�don't�say�screwed.
Right? -�I�don't�know.
-�So,�I�just�told�Leonard�about the�park�idea�and�he's�psyched.
-�But�let�me�guess, he's�not�coming?
-�Nah,�he's�not. But�you're�coming�at�least.
-�Ooh,�no,�incorrect. Yeah,�I�will�not�be�there.
Not�coming. Don't�want�to.
-�Oh. So,�I'm�totally�alone.
-�Yes. -�That's�cool.
I�mean,�I�got�a�great response�online.
Oh,�and�check�this�out.
Custom�campaign�trash�bags.
-�Maybe�don't�put our�candidate's�face�on�garbage?
-�Oh�yeah. Okay,�good�point.
I�mean,�just�printing�this�one bag�cost�18�bucks�so,
huge�savings�right�there,�right? Yeah!�Get�it.
(spits�coffee) Yep,�hmm,�still�hate�coffee.
Blech.
Cool. -�Oh,�what?
Are�you�done�with�that?
-�Yes? -�Huh,�and�yet�there�it�sits.
Hmm,�what�to�do?
-�Oh!
-�Oh. -�Oh,�yeah.
-�Yeah. -�Yeah,�yeah,�okay.
(cutlery�clangs) Uh...
(dishes�rattles) Oh�no.
Um...
(mug�clangs�on�dishes)
-�I�think�you're�gonna have�to�run�it.
-�Yeah. Uh,�totally.
It's�just... (dishes�clatter)
Um...
(humming�to�self)
Uh�yeah,�I'm�just�gonna make�a�quick�phone�call.
(call�dials)
Hey,�Mom. Uh,�weird�question.
(speaking�foreign�language)
(James):�Hello?
-�James,�yeah,�we're�gonna need�to�fix�our�kids.
I've�seen�the�future and�it's�useless.
-�No,�no,�no,�what�do�you mean�put�soap�in�the�door?
In,�how?�Mom!
Can,�can�you�come�here?
was�eye-opening,�James.
Look,�I�never�wanted�to�be like�my�mom,
banging�on�my�bedroom�door first�thing
every�Saturday�morning with�a�vacuum.
I�don't�know,�I�think she�might�have�been�right.
-�Me�too.�I�mean,�I�only did�chores�because�my�dad made�me�feel�guilty.
And�really,�I�think that�guilt�was�more�about my�mom�abandoning�us.
-�Yeah,�it's�not�just about�chores,�James, it's�about�survival.
-�Mm-hmm. -�How�will�our�kids�survive
if�you�get�burnt�in�a�fire and�I�get�kidnapped?
-�On�the�same�day? -�We�need�a�course�correction.
-�Yes,�our�kids�need�to�learn how�to�take�care�of�themselves.
-�And�us. -�What?
-�There�will�come�a�day where�you're�on�your�deathbed
and�I'm�paralyzed...�with�grief.
Sitting�next�to�you, holding�your�hand,
rubbing�your�arm,�telling�you,
"Hey,�baby, everything's�gonna�be�okay.
Baby,�everything's�gonna�be okay."�You�look�at�me.
You�have�no�idea�who�I�even�am.
-�Okay,�maybe let's�just�circle�back--
-�I'm�showing�you�pictures to�remind�you�of�our�life.
You�look�up�at�me. You�say,
"Who's�this�beautiful�woman?"
-�Our�kids�need�life�skills, and�teaching�them�life�skills
is�not�one�of�our�life�skills. -�Right.
What�do�we�do? What's�the�plan?
-�A�chore�wheel. That's�a�thing.
-�Chore�wheel,�James? Chore�wheel.
This�can't�be�solved with�arts�and�crafts.
-�Well. -�There's�no�magic�bullet�or,
or�enchanted�wheel�that's�gonna solve�this�for�us.
Come�on. -�I�know,�you're�right.�I�know.
-�Come�on! -�I�know!
I'm�just...
What�we�need�is�like, a�deliberate,�calculated,
consistent�approach that's�gonna�take�years.
But�if�we�keep�at�it,�who�knows?
(Astrid�scoffs)
This�is�a�chore�wheel.
Each�section�has�a�different chore�on�it.
And�when�you�spin the�spinner�thing,
you�do�whatever�chore it�lands�on.
(Astrid):�Well,�Daddy made�it,�but�it�was�my�idea.
-�Yeah. -�And�I�emailed�him
the�instructions�and�I�chose the�colors.
And�then�changed�my�mind about�a�color.
-�It�was�a�full�cooperation,
which�is�exactly what�this�is�all�about.
-�Can�I�show�you�what�I�made?
It's�a�flower�puppet�named...
(dramatic):�Thunder.
-�No. -�For�example.
I'm�gonna�give�it�a�spin. What�did�I�get?
I�got,�ooh. (James�gasps)
Clear�the�gutters. Clean�the�oven?
James,�none�of�us can�do�those�things.
-�Yeah,�I�may�have�gotten carried�away�with�all�the�stuff
that�needs�doing�around�here. Also,�I�had�a�small�panic�attack
and�laid�on�the�floor. -�Been�there.
-�Okay,�ignore�anything that�requires�a�ladder or�noxious�fumes,
and�give�this�wheel a�spin-erooni.
-�I�got...�tidy�room.
-�Oh. -�No�thanks.
I'm�doing�take�out�garbage.
-�No,�no,�the�spinner�chooses. Not�you.
-�Are�any�of�these�prizes?
-�Living�in�a�nice,�clean�house is�the�best�prize�of�all.
-�That's�no�fun. -�It's�not�supposed�to�be�fun.
-�You�guys�are�making zero�sense.
Is�this�a�dream?
(dramatic):�Wake�up,�Viv.
Wake�up,�Viv! Wake�up,�Viv!
-�Hey.
(video�plays�through�headphones)
What's�this?
The�chore�was�to�tidy�up, not�to�make�more�garbage.
-�It's�not�garbage. It's�a�hack.
I�took�all�my�stuff and�made�it�into�an�awesome, fake�leather�bean�bag�chair.
Watch�this.
(items�snap) Oh.
I�think�I�sat�on�a�Nerf�gun. Ugh.
-�Trying�to�muster sympathy�for�ya.
(Felix):�Ow. -�Really�trying.
(Felix):�Dad? -�All�right,�sit�up.
Look,�can�we�just,�are�you�good?
(James):�You�have�limited�energy
and�chores�are�a�drain on�your�power�supply.
(Astrid):�But�getting�your�kids to�help�with�the�chores
is�yet�another�chore.
-�That's�fine.
(vacuum�whirring) -�Viv.
(Viv�humming) Viv.�Viv!
Vacuums�are�not�for�harmonizing! They're�for�cleaning!
(James):�A�chore�that takes�more�energy�than�just doing�the�chores�yourself.
(Astrid):�But�you�have to�power�through�until the�chores�are�done.
-�I'm�doing�it�my�way!
Mahhhh!
(Astrid):�Or�until�somebody blows�a�fuse.
(meter�beeping)
(James):�Okay,�Viv,�you�have got�re-grout�the�bathroom�tiles.
(Viv):�Woo! -�James,�she's�not a�Property�Brother.
-�Yeah,�okay. Um,�here,�clean�under the�couch�cushions.
-�Can�I�keep�or�eat�what�I�find?
-�No!�Please�don't�tell�me you've�eaten�food
from�the�couch�before.
-�Okay.
(James):�Felix,�my�man!
Got�put�away�the�Stanley�Cup. -�Stanley�Cup?
-�Yeah,�that's�uh,�my�cute little�nickname�for�Mommy's
clutter�sculpture�over�there on�the�bookshelf.
-�But�that�dumb�bead�kit isn't�mine.
Or�that�dumb�mermaid�book.
(James):�Okay. -�That's�Viv's�Stanley�Cup.
-�That's�your�Minecraft coloring�book.
-�Well,�actually, it's�a�strategy�guide.
-�Guys,�take�what's�yours and�put�it�away.
-�Why�are�you�making�us clean�the�whole�house?
It's�your�house. -�That�we�all�live�in�together.
-�Well,�that's�not�our�fault.
We�didn't�ask�to�be�born.
-�Don't�complain�about�existing. Life�is�a�miracle.
Life�is�also�a�series of�mundane�tasks.
-�You�said�if�I�got�a�dog then�I�would�have�to clean�up�after�it.
But�we're�like,�your�dogs, so�don't�you�have�to clean�up�after�us?
-�No�more�philosophizing.
Do�as�you're�told because�we�said�so.
(Felix):�How�do�you�even... (James):�This�isn't�working.
(items�crash�to�floor)
(bowl�rolling�around)
-�Go�get�your�jackets.
-�Sorry,�Mommy. -�Really�sorry.
Wait,�so�you�brought�us�to�a park�where�we�could�just�chill,
but�we're�not�chilling, we're�picking�up�garbage?
-�Correct. -�But�I�didn't�drop any�of�this�garbage.
-�Viv,�none�of�these�people made�this�mess.
They're�all�helping�out so�we�can�have�a�clean�park.
-�Is�this�like,�a�lesson�about cleaning�our�home�like�we�have to�clean�the�planet?
-�Yes.�Although,�most�of�this garbage�is�just�going to�a�landfill�anyway,
including,�unfortunately, most�of�the�recycling.
-�James. (Jean-Luc):�Astrid,�you�came!
And�you�brought�the�whole�fam. You�want�a�t-shirt?
-�No. -�Oh,�that's�cool.
I�can't�believe�how�many people�showed�up.
Hey�man,�how's�it�goin'? -�How�you�doin'?
-�Good,�good. I�brought�some�extra�garbage
from�home�just�in�case we�ran�out.�No�detail�spared.
-�First�aid.�Bathrooms. A�water�station.
A�sign!
-�All�good�ideas�for�next�time. And�there�will�be�a�next�time.
I�found�my�passion. (both):�Oh.
-�Oh,�hi. -�Hi.
-�I'm�Jean-Luc. -�Nice�to�meet�you.
-�Do�you�like�garbage? -�Yeah,�let's�go.
-�At�least�we�get new�robot�hands.
-�So�mid.
How�long�do�we�have�to�do�this?
-�As�long�as�it�takes,�Felix.
The�point�is�to�do something�selfless
so�we�don't�have�to pick�up�after�you.
Now,�run�along. Be�altruistic.
(curious�music�plays)
I�think�we're�picking�up Jean-Luc's�home�garbage�now.
(James):�Hmm.�Hello. -�Is�this�enough?
(James):�You�guys�did�all�that? -�That�is�great�work.
How�does�it�feel to�do�something�good for�your�community?
-�Hot�and�hungry.
-�My�neck�hurts�from�looking down�at�garbage.
-�Okay,�do�you�maybe�feel, I�don't�know,�proud�or�inspired?
-�If�I�say�yes do�I�get�a�reward?
-�Just�'cause�you�did a�good�thing,�Viv,
doesn't�mean you're�entitled�to�a�reward.
A�lot�of�hard�work goes�unnoticed.
And�you�can't�expect anything�in�return.
-�Ice�cream! (Felix):�Oh,�my�gosh!
(Jean-Luc):�I�got�us an�ice�cream�truck.
Creamy�rewards�for�everyone!
-�Awesome! -�Can�I�have
the�vanilla�ice�cream, the�chocolate�ice�cream--
-�Banana�bowl. -�Strawberry�ice�cream.
(Felix):�Iceberg. Please,�please�snow�cone!
(Viv):�With�the�banana�boat!
(James):�Think�they learned�anything?
I�mean,�we�wanted�them to�pitch�in�and�they�did.
-�Yeah,�but�only�after we�forced�them.
They�hated�every�minute�of�it
and�then�expected a�big�reward�at�the�end.
And�then�they�got�it. They�learned�squat.
-�Silver�lining,�a�lot of�the�most�powerful�people in�the�world,�very�entitled.
-�Yeah.�Maybe�they'll�grow�up to�be�like�farmer�bros or�tech�psychos.
-�Right?�Nice�guys�finish�last.
Also,�I�noticed�that�you finished�your�ice�cream.
Would�you�like�some�of�mine? -�Oh,�yeah.
Thank�you,�nice�guy. Sucker.
-�Yeah. -�Hi�there.
You're�Felix�and�Viv's parents,�right?
I'm�Laurel. I'm�Maya's�mom.
-�Hi. -�Oh,�hello.
-�Hi.�Felix�texted�Maya to�come�and�meet�him
and�Viv�at�the�park. So�nice.
-�Felix�texted. How�did�he--
-�Ah,�he�stole�my�phone. -�Ugh.
-�Rat. -�Rat.
-�Your�kids�have�been so�kind�to�Maya
ever�since�we�moved�here.
She's�had�a�little�trouble making�friends�at�school,
but,�Felix�always includes�her�and�she�thinks Viv�is�just�a�riot.
(laughs)
-�Well,�thank�you for�saying�that.
-�Yeah. -�Well,�kindness�is�learned
at�home�and�that's�you�guys.
So,�thank�you.
-�Oh,�that's... -�Well,�we�do�try�to...
-�Well,�thank�you. -�Thank�you.
-�Thank�you�for... -�Maya�is�the�best.
-�She's,�woo,�she's�golden. -�Incredibly�polite.
-�Yeah. -�Oh,�well,�that's�good.
She�can�be�a�little bit�of�a�handful.
She�refuses�to�go�to�bed
and�she�swears�like she's�in�a�Scorsese�film,�so.
We�call�her "little�Pesci�mouth."
-�Really? -�Yeah.
-�I�guess�some�kids,�you�know,
they�save�their�worst behavior�for�home.
-�She�also�does�this�thing where�she�draws
these�incredibly�mean drawings�of�me�and�hides�them in�weird�places.
It's�kinda�scary.
-�That�is�so�nice�to�hear.
(Viv):�Come�on,�Felix�and�Maya! (Felix):�Yeah!
(Viv,�Felix,�and�Maya�playing)
(kids�cheering)
(Jean-Luc):�Yeah, that�was�really�cool.
-�Okay. -�No,�I'll�see�you�in�a�bit.
-�Bye. (Astrid):�Hey,�great�job.
-�Thanks,�Astrid. That�means�so�much.
Really�nailed�it,�didn't�I? -�You�really�did.
Yeah,�clean�park. Unlikely�romance.
And�I�can't�believe you�got�Leonard�to�pay for�an�ice�cream�truck.
-�Oh,�uh, he�didn't�pay�for�that.
I�booked�it, but�we�cleaned�the�park
so�the�city will�waive�the�fee,�right?
-�Oh,�do�you�think�that�ice cream�trucks�are�city�vehicles?
They're�not.
-�Oh,�snap.
I�guess�he�won't�be�taking the�big�piles�of�garbage�bags
with�him�either.
-�I'll�see�you�at�work, Jean-Luc.
-�Yeah,�uh.�Yeah,�yeah, I'll,�I'll�talk�to�him
and�figure�something�out. Alone.
By�myself.
Hey!
-�Mommy! -�Mom!
-�Oh,�I�get�hugs.
(Astrid):�There�are�lots�of�ways
to�evaluate�how�you're�doing as�parents.
Do�your�kids�make their�bed�every�day?
Do�they�say please�and�thank�you?
Are�they�kind�to�people?
(James):�Do�they�swipe your�phone?
Is�it�for�good�reason? (Astrid):�James.
(James):�Fine. Our�kids�aren't�great
at�helping�out�around�the�house.
(cutlery�clangs)
We're�not�that�great at�it�either.
(Astrid):�But�the�dream of�a�household
where�everyone�pitches�in is�worth�pursuing.
(James):�If�we�keep�working on�it,�we'll�get�there.
(Astrid):�Eventually.
Plates�are�in�the�dishwasher.
-�Mm-hmm.
(Morris):�Yucky.
back�to�my�place,�maybe�two�bags at�a�time�in�the�car.
And�then�every�week, I'll�just�take�out�one�bag
because,�you�know,�garbage�day.
It's�the�only�way we�can�do�this.
And�then, maybe�as�time�goes�on,
this�can�kinda�be�incorporated into�the�architecture
and�the�feng�shui. Yeah,�yeah.
I�think�we�can�clean�this. Together.
-�Hmm,�yeah. -�Yeah?
-�Yeah. -�Cool,�sounds�great.
Oh,�man. (hand�bangs�on�truck)
(Jean-Luc):�Oh�yeah, uh,�yeah,�totally,�sir.
I'll�be�right�there in�five�seconds.�I�promise.
I�promise�I'll�pay. I'm�good�for�the�money.
Heh,�heh. Do�you�take�bitcoin?
(rhythmic�music)
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