Ri¢hie Ri¢h

I still remember it as if it were yesterday

A cold and frosty November morning when Master Richie came into the world

I have a son.

And I, Herbert Arthur Runcible Cadbury

born in the tradition of service

was to become his gentleman's gentleman

or as you Americans would say, his butler

Richie Rich was the long-awaited first child of Richard and Regina Rich

and at 7 pounds, 6 ounces, was immediately proclaimed

the wealthiest baby in the world

Truly, Master Richie was born into a life of great wealth and privilege

and yet, he was assuredly his parents' most valued treasure

Can you say, "Wall Street"?

"Wall Street"?

- Can you say, "blue chip"? - Bunches and bunches of money.

- That's how much mommy loves you. - Can you say, "convertible debenture"?

From the day he left his cradle

I undertook to show him all that was good in life

And I am delighted to report that never was there a child

with a sweeter disposition

or a more spirited sense of play

Although his father, the senior Richard Rich

spent countless hours in his office, overseeing his vast business empire

Rich to buy 100 million acres of jungle.

he still found time to share simple pleasures with his son

Thank you, Cadbury.

Go and build it anyway.

As he grew, Master Richie developed a keen interest in sports

Just a minute. Great toss, son.

- Beep beep, coming through. - He had everything a boy could want

Although at the age of 3

his driving skills left something to be desired

We have to have our Arab friends understand that. Just a minute.

Nice throw, slugger.

With baseball, however, he displayed a quite precocious talent

Next Tuesday, right.

which, as the years progressed

became more than just a favorite pastime

Not bad. Let's try this this time.

I want you to get the back elbow up.

That a way. Get the bat right here. Shoulders square.

Nice level swing. Keep your eye on the baseball.

Okay, pitch. Put some heat on it this time.

That's it.

Nice hitting, Richie.

Sorry, Charles!

Good clubbing, Master Richie. You're scoring loads of points.

They're called runs, Cadbury. Runs.

Of course. But I'm afraid we must run, sir.

- Can I have just one more inning? - That really isn't possible.

- Thank you, Mr. Jackson. - You're welcome, Richie. Any time.

All right, pack it all up.

In addition to his life of fun and games, of luxury and privilege

Master Richie was obliged to undertake responsibilities far beyond those

- of any normal child - It's a great day for a celebration...

...and a great day for United Tool!

We're gonna wait for Mr. Rich because he said he'd be here.

Today marks a miracle of sorts here at United Tool.

This factory, once bankrupt, and 600 jobs about to disappear forever...

...is now celebrating a new lease on life...

...thanks to billionaire businessman and philanthropist Richard Rich.

And it looks like Richard Rich will be arriving here in moments.

Hi. My dad couldn't make it, so he sent me. I'm Richie.

Fellas, come on. Let me through.

Welcome to United Tools, Richie. My name is Dave Walter, the plant manager.

This is Diane Koscinski, our union rep.

Diane's gonna be making our presentation.

- We're really glad you could come. - Me too. This is Cadbury.

- Master Richie's valet. - Oh, a valet? Never met one of your type.

That doesn't altogether surprise me, madam.

Richie who?

What planet you been living on? Richie Rich, the richest kid in the world.

And now, our union rep, Diane Koscinski, is gonna make our presentation.

Look, Gloria, your mom's gonna make a speech.

Who cares about speeches? Let's play some ball.

Fellow workers...

- Gloria, let's go! - Come on, guys, let's play!

It isn't just this company, it's the whole town.

And on this special morning...

...the first day of retooling that's gonna bring our jobs back...

...we're gonna ask Richie to accept...

...a gold-plated socket wrench set for his dad.

Thank you, Richie.

On behalf of my dad, thanks for the wrenches.

I know my dad loves socket wrenches. I know I love socket wrenches.

If my mom knew what a socket wrench was, I'm sure she'd love it too.

I'd like to stay, but I gotta go do my homework.

It's been real.

Thank you. I'm sure you'll all join me...

...in giving Richie a big United Tools thank-you!

I hope you're hungry. We got wieners on the grill. Make sure you have partners...

...for that egg toss. Plenty of prizes and you're gonna win one. You are.

This is a great day, and I hope you all stick around to enjoy it.

We've got plenty of games, plenty of contests.

Lots and lots of things for the kids.

Heads up.

This area is not secure, sir. Please return to the helicopter.

- I wanted... - I said...

Don't touch him.

Master Richie...

...you have a very busy afternoon, so we must be on our way.

It's my job to protect him.

Very well, Mr. Ferguson, but grab him like that again...

...and you will need protection.

- Poor kid. - "Poor kid"? What are you talking about?

He's the richest kid in the world.

You don't have children, do you, Dave?

Hey, it's taking off.

Man, it must be cool to have everything.

- Come on, let's play ball. - Yeah, let's go.

Come on, Gloria, put it over. Let's go.

It was then that Richie realized there was something missing in his life

Something simple

Something money could not buy

Yes, Mrs. Rich, we're flying over the estate now. We'll be arriving shortly.

What? Oh, I'm sure he'll be very happy to hear the news.

Master Rich, your father is home from his business trip.

Great.

- Richie. - Hello, James. Hobbes.

Welcome home, sir.

Dollar! Come here. Come here.

Good. What you doing? What's going on?

Where's Mom and Dad?

Mount Richmore?

I said we needed a family portrait, Regina...

...but this? - It was Rafaella's idea.

She's the artist. I didn't want to stifle her creativity.

Oh, honey, you know me. I'm all for the arts.

Don't you think it's a tad pretentious?

Our faces 100 feet high?

Wait till Geraldo gets ahold of this.

Richard, dove, you're overreacting.

Say, how'd she get it done so fast?

I've been gone a week.

Professor Keenbean invented a proton particle maximizer. Something like that.

Anyway, it seems to do the job.

My cheeks are too puffy.

I know, I know, Regina. I put on a few pounds.

But you have to admit that I do look puffy up there.

- Dad. - Hey, slugger. Great to see you.

How you doing, big fella?

How was the ribbon-cutting at United?

- Great. They gave you a gift. - They did?

- Socket wrenches, sir. - Oh, socket wrenches.

Son, I love a good socket wrench.

Dad, while I was there, there were these kids playing baseball.

- Baseball? Great. - Yeah. And so...

Excuse me, sir. It's a telephone call, the president.

- What country? - This one, sir.

Probably needs another loan. This won't take long. I'll be right back.

Mom, I was wondering.

If it's okay, can I invite some kids over?

Of course, dear.

A dinner party. Well, you just tell me who and when and we'll send out the invitations.

- Not a party, Mom. Just something... - Informal? All right, then.

More like a buffet.

We can use the oak Room. That room is large enough...

...to accommodate your friends. - My friends...

They're always busy. I don't wanna bother them.

Excuse me, Master Richie.

It's time for your chemistry lesson with Professor Keenbean.

- Do I have to? - A schedule, sir, is like a house of cards.

Take one away and they all come tumbling down.

- Mom? - I'm afraid so, Richie.

calculus, well, then, where are we?

In the Rich Manor basement, you stockholders

are looking at the answer to the problem of waste management

I, Professor Keenbean here, with Rich Industries' latest breakthrough:

The subatomic molecular reorganizer!

Useless garbage is broken down to its basic molecular components

then recombined to form a whole range of useful new items

from bedpans to bowling balls

Hey, need a new bedpan? I know I do

It's quick, it's easy, and in no time at all

we've taken 15 pounds of yesterday's garbage and transformed it

into a beautiful new bed... Bowling ball There's one

Twins And what family doesn't need a spare?

Here they come Oh, boy, oh, boy

Cut! Cut!

Cut, cut, cut.

Still not working, is it, professor?

Still a few kinks need ironing out, but not to worry.

- You ready for your chemistry tutorial? - I'm not in the mood.

What else are you working on?

This one will fry your circuits.

I don't mean to play favorites, but I'm stuck on this one.

It's a new adhesive.

Ten times stickier than the strongest adhesive known to man.

I call it "Cementia"!

Wait till you see what's over here.

Help me. Help me. Help me.

Hey, Paula! Listen up!

Suck in the cheeks!

- Bad news, I'm afraid, honey. - Don't tell me you're flying out again.

Tonight after dinner. I'm sorry.

We were supposed to spend some time together.

How do you put up with me?

Well, you do have $ 70 billion.

Is that the only reason?

No.