Ice Cream Man

Mayfer & Sons Law Offices, Of Baylin Bay.

Swing for the fences.

Let's go.

Come on Tyler, you got this.

Aim for first, second or third.

Look at what, Jaren?

It's Luke.

He's gonna move anyway.

Easy.

Steve, right here.

Let's go.

This thing is a precautionary cheeseburger, okay?

Or your mom's ass, 'cause I'm 'bout to spank this beer.

Hey, knock it off, Hank.

I'm too aggressive.

Okay, Colin.

I think you really nailed that Glen Gary monologue.

I wonder where I ended up.

Seriously, I follow your lead.

I got charged.

What the hell are you two even talkin' about?

Estate knives.

Finish it, Tyler.

Hey!

Strike two!

Got three in the trash!

Come on!

Three!

Jordan!

What are you doin'?

I think my arm's broken.

Let me see.

Ow!

What the fuck?

Now it's broken.

Okay, boys, ice cream on me!

Let's go!

Hey, hey, were you serious about the Glen Gary bundle?

No, actually, you were great.

Better than both of them, honestly.

Of course.

Good game, sucker.

Fuckin' suck, Dad.

Language, Hank.

Whatever.

I think it's kinda weird our dentist is gettin' all the kids ice cream.

Smart business strategy.

Sucks you didn't catch that fly ball out there, Jared.

Hey, at least he's on my game sheet to fuck up this season.

Hey!

What the hell are you doin'?

Nothing, he dropped it.

Apologize.

We're in a battle.

Thanks.

Ow!

Fuckin' dead.

Hey!

What the hell are you doin'?

Daddy's a fuckin' dork.

He'll get over it.

We're shovin' it in his face.

What's up with these names?

Locusts? Like... Serpent Swirl?

I mean, what's a "froggy swan" even called?

They sound gross.

They don't look gross.

Excuse me, that's not yours.

Apologize.

I'm so sorry your son's a fuckin' pussy.

Forget him, Benji Bai.

He'll get what's comin' to him.

Bullies always do.

Oh, thank you.

Aren't you sweet?

To Jarhead.

Best player to have on the other team.

You learned it, bud.

I don't know what to say.

Fuck it.

I got my ice cream with Ryan.

What are you doin'?

Enjoyin' my trophy?

You wanna go for a ride later?

Come on.

Hey, Lizzie.

Wanna hang out with us later?

I'm free too, Lizzie.

Uh, there's room on the couch.

Hey, she's out of your league.

Come on.

Bye, Lizzie.

What are you thinkin'?

I was just checkin' if I'm still lactose intolerant.

You know, I think mom and dad made it up.

Yeah, right.

I have to live with their lactose farts.

Fair.

How is it?

Good.

How is it again?

They're as good as my farts.

Big plans for the summer?

Right now, just the beach.

Maybe the garden again.

My parents, they want me to intern at their law firm.

I don't wanna spend my summer indoors.

Sounds like your parents want this on their tab.

Uh, no.

My mom gave me cash.

Oh, please.

Be sure to say hi.

Come on, dammit!

There ain't no more goddamn bell!

That bell's been a goddamn bell for three years!

I only put the damn thing up there 'cause I thought it'd be fun.

You hit the bell, you get a gumball.

And you little punks take shots at it like it's goddamn Anzio Beach

and I'm breakin' my back, pickin' up pennies all day!

Well, guess what?

There's no more bell!

Now get the hell outta here!

How about you, Jared?

Any big plans?

Gee, money's workin' for me.

Kid's gonna make a killin'.

Buy a Ferrari.

Why would I mow your lawns instead of goin' to camp?

You're gonna need that cash in high school.

Chicks are expensive.

Trust me, I know.

What are you talkin' about?

I practically went bankrupt datin' your sorry ass.

That was before I was an entrepreneur.

You mean before you bought a lawn mower?

Correct.

Speakin' of which, Roger, I need some motor oil for the green machine.

And by green, I mean 'cause it spits out cash.

Sure thing.

Thanks, Roger.

Tell your folks I said hi.

Sure.

I'll say hi to 'em.

Roger.

Burr.

I do do do.

What's with your sister?

She used to laugh at all my jokes.

Well, if you wanna win her back and try to be cool, just try actin' like a human.

Kid's not wrong.

Dude!

You put the bell back?

Why would you even set up a bell for kids to throw pennies at?

I made 57 cents today, and it only cost me three sticks of gum.

He's a psycho.

He probably has dead bodies in his basement.

Tie your shoe.

I did, it's these laces, they're so neat.

Hey!

Did you get it?

Get what?

I'll meet you at the car.

Are you gettin' your ass kicked?

Oh my God, go.

I want some.

Go!

Bye, Jared.

You got any fireworks?

Yeah, maybe a couple of JJs.

So cool, bring 'em.

I want to...

Hurry up, hurry up, play the song on the speaker!

Hi!

Hi, Mrs. Penderson.

Hi, Jared.

Uh, Elliot's not feelin' too good.

Oh, you were just textin'.

Came on pretty suddenly.

It's probably just heat stroke from the game, but he's upstairs lyin' down.

Well, tell him to text me later if he's better and wants to hang out.

I will.

Oh, uh, tell your mom Saturday works perfectly.

Okay.

Thanks, Mrs. Anderson.

No problem.

Come on, Sebastian.

Where's your butt buddy? Smell you later?

He's comin' out soon with his backpack.

Bullshit.

Can you just give me back my bike?

Your bike?

I think this is maybe my bike now.

Really?

'Cause if you steal it, my dad will sue you.

What a pussy answer.

Why don't you come fight me for it?

'Cause it's already mine.

Jared, is everything okay?

Yeah, we're just jokin' around.

Oh, yeah.