Moving

Ah...

Oh, no! I don't believe it!

Oh, my God, Monica.

It's Frank Crawford.

The man's got maybe 30 square feet of lawn, right?

He's on a lawn tractor!

I believe you.

Lawn tractor.

Come back to bed.

I can't sleep!

The noise!

I mean, listen to that thing!

It sounds like a 20-ton jackhammer!

Well, then go downstairs

and tell him to stop.

That's the neighbor from hell.

He was in the marines for 15 years.

You saw the movie Rambo.

We gotta consider the Rambo factor here.

Arlo, why don't you go downstairs and talk to him

or, better yet, come back to bed.

You shouldn't just stand there

getting yourself all worked up.

You know what happens. Your nose starts bleeding.

My nose bled once.

Once!

For 5 days.

Shit!

Arlo: They're called rocket launchers.

Mm-hmm. How many you want?

Oh, I want a dozen of 'em.

Boy: Okay.

I knew I could count on you.

Monica: Marshall? Yes?

It's your turn to feed Flipper.

Come on.

Okay.

Wait a minute. There's Whitney Houston!

Daddy, please.

Well, I didn't believe it.

It was Whitney Houston.

Hi, mom.

Hi, sweetheart.

I can have the car today, right?

Wrong. You may not.

You know, I really would like to know what the use

of having a license is if I can't drive.

Girlfriend, I need my car today.

Okay? I have my art class,

and then I have choir rehearsal.

Dad, how about you?

Can I borrow your car

and you take the bus to work?

Um, let me get this right.

You take my $24,000 brand-new Saab,

and I take the bus. Is that your plan?

Yeah. Can I?

Mmm. I have to mull that over.

I think not.

Daddy.

You know, Natalie Townsend has her own car.

Then your problem's solved.

You ride to school with Natalie Townsend.

That's not funny.

You know, you're treating me like a child.

Well, I wonder why.

Okay. Just wait till I'm 18, and I'm gone.

You're gonna be out of my pocket?

Great!

I'm going. Mmm.

See you guys!

Boys: Bye. Bye, sweetie.

Good morning, Mr. Pear.

Good morning, Victor.

Take care of my baby.

You bet.

I'll help you with that, ma'am.

Oh, why, thank you.

You hold this for me.

Yes.

Thanks.

Huuh!

Excuse me.

You work out?

No. I used to.

Well, you gotta keep at it.

No pain, no gain.

Oh, really?

I have a different motto.

No pain...

Sounds good to me.

Well, this is me.

Me, too.

Oh.

You work here?

Starting today.

Huh. Welcome aboard.

Arlo Pear.

Oh, Helen Fredericks.

Listen, why don't you just leave that

with the receptionist, and I'll pick it up later.

Okay. I'll do that.

Arlo: I do all our mass transit stuff,

you know, bus lines, subway, stuff like that?

It's a battle to the death... me versus gridlock.

Helen: Sounds very exciting.

Oh, it is. Good morning.

How ya doin'? Morning, John.

John: Hi.

You're gonna like it here. Everybody's real nice.

Well, this is where I live.

Feel free to stop by anytime.

Woman: Poor guy. He doesn't know yet.

Helen: Oh...

Arlo, Arlo, relax.

Now, this isn't easy for me, either.

Who's the woman?

Name's Helen. Helen Fredericks.

She, uh, works with Jansen.

So, the merger went through.

Yeah, the merger went through.

We signed the deal Friday night.

Congratulations!

You got a bulb burnt out here, Roy.

Arlo, listen...

With a merger like this,

there are always certain...

Changes.

Don't bullshit me.

Roy, if you're gonna let me go, just tell me.

Arlo, I'm sorry.

So, that's it?

After 15 years?

Arlo, listen, this is, uh...

this is my home number, huh?

Why don't you call me if you need a little...

any assistance, anything.

Fuck you, Roy!

After 15 years!

Fuck you!

The wrong finger.

I gave the man the wrong finger!

Sweetheart, it's all right!

No, it's not. I stood in his face

for 10 minutes arguing

and held up my index finger.

The wrong finger!

Arlo, sit down.

Listen to me. Don't torture yourself.

Okay? We'll be fine.

You are a terrific transportation engineer,

one of the best in the country.

Now, tomorrow morning,

we'll put a new Résumé together,

and by the end of the week,

you'll have your choice of jobs. You'll see.

I gave him the wrong finger!

I said on the porch!

Is this a porch?

Huh? Does it look like a porch to you?

It looks like a shrub to me!

Now pay attention!

Shrub!

Green, leafy!

Shrub!

Porch!

Flat, concrete,

hard, brick!

Porch!

Shrub!

Porch!

You got it now, soldier?! Huh?

Yes, sir. Sorry, sir.

Hey!

What are you starin' at?

Get in the house, boys.

Come on. Don't make eye contact.

Is your old man still lookin' for a job?

Tell him we could use a good paperboy around here!

This kid ain't cuttin' it!

I'm calling about the Ginsu knives.

Arlo Pear.

P... E... A... R.

He won't remember me.

Sure he will.

He danced with you 3 times that night.

But, Natalie, he's different.

I mean, look at him.

Will you shut up and get in there?

Come on, move your feet. Left, right.

That's it. It's called walking.

No problem. You got it.

Hi. Can I help you?

I'm just looking.

Hey, we met at the party.

Party?

Right. At Duane's house. I'm Kevin.

Oh, yeah, right.

I thought I'd never find you again.

Really?