Maggie: Mike, would you get your sister, please.
Mike: You, fido, dinner.
Carol: I'll be right down, fire-hydrant . Tell mom, I'm just gonna finish this paragraph.
Mike: Hey, mom, fido's gonna finish her paragraph...
Maggie: Thank you, I heard. And frankly, fire hydrant, I don't think it's funny or appropriate for you to call your sister fido.
Mike: You are right. It's a boy's name.
Jason: Is she still working on that article? She's taking this try-out for the school paper very seriously.
Mike: Come on. This is the Walt Whitman chronicle here, one of the world great papers. It's right up there with... Sharloman and nice and soft.
Maggie: Mike, this is very important to Carol. Try to keep your snide comments to a minimum.
Mike: So, like what? Three or four?
Jason: You're working awfully hard, sweet heart.
Carol: Yeah, I just wanna get it right, you know, so its like a best article they've ever got.
Mike: Pretty tuff to beat last week scroop: Gronoly bars replace gummy bears in snack machine.
Ben: That's one!
Carol: One what?
Ben: Snide comment. Mom says Mike can make three more at you during dinner.
Jason: probably that was last one, right, Mike?（impending over Mike）
Mike: Why, yes, father, I believe it was.
Carol: Anyway, tomorrow is the moment of truth. Tomorrow, Mr. Simmonds reads all the articles and decides who gets the job.
Jason: Oh, no, no, not Simmonds.
Maggie: Why? Who's Simmonds?
Jason: That's the teacher who locked the kid in the closet for not closing a quote.
Maggie: I don't think there's anything to worry about. Just do the best you can, I'm sure he'll be impressed.
Carol: This's so exciting. The roar of the mighty presses ，ink coursing through my veins. Maybe I got what it takes, Maybe I don't. But I'll never find out unless I leap into the darkness and give it my all.
Mike: If she sings "I gotta be me", I swear I'll throw up.
Ben: That's two.
Carol: Mom, do you think you can read my article tonight and tell me what you think?
Maggie: Well, I'll be happy to, honey.
Carol: You'll be honest?
Maggie: Savagely honest.
Carol: Well, I know. I am probably just worrying too much. But have you ever wanted something so much you could feel it with your entire body?
Mike: Well, now that you mention it.
Mike: Yes, Jerry, put me in for 20 bucks. Yes, of course I have it. Look only a scuzz ball wouldn't have 20 bucks. Yeah, Ok. bye. Hey, Ben, give me 20 bulks.
Ben: No way!
Mike: We didn't want you to know this, but...well, Mom needs an operation.
Ben: That's low Mike, even for you.
Mike: OK, OK. look, Jerry Delish, he 's over at off-the-track betting and he's got a hot tip on Peski Perski in the fourth.
Ben: Is that a horse?
Mike: No, it's an imported beer. Of course its a horse. Ben, I am giving you the opportunity to make a hundred dollars.
Ben: En, that sounds pretty good.
Mike: Of course it sounds pretty good. You're acting like I am trying to put over on you or something
Ben: I am sorry.
Mike: No, forget it. You'll do it?
Ben: Sure, I want to split the profits.
Mike: All right, Ben.
Ben: 70.30. mine.
Ben: Take it or leave it.
Mike: OK, OK, Ok ...
Ben: So, it's a pleasure doing business with you, Mike.
Mike: That kid's going to be good.
Jason: Carol's paper can't be that bad.
Maggie: She wrote about guys who dig for clams.
Jason: Well, what's wrong was that?
Maggie: She called it "I clam, therefore I am".
Jason: Did she?
Maggie: Listen to this. Night obduces the ismus beneath its osydium mantel. The mollusks imbibe one last sip, betwixed their valves and expel the days——muculance.
Jason: she could be pushing a little?
Maggie: Jason, read this.
Jason: With the dextrous manipulation of his digits , the master clammer extricates the muculant mollusk from its lepidious mana-. Well, look at it this way, we have a daughter who knows what muculance is. How many people know what muculance is.
Maggie: Nobody knows what muculance is. And that's the problem. Newspaper writing needs to be clear, accessible . Ah, Jason, what am I gonna to tell she, she asked for my honest opinion.
Jason: No kid wants your honest opinion. They want unconditional approval .
Maggie: And what if you don't approve?
Jason: Then you'll have a significant dilemma much like the one you’re in now.
Maggie: Thank you, Doctor Seaver. Oh, come on, Jason, help me out here.
Jason: Well, if we want this to be a learning experience for her..
Maggie: Go on.
Jason: And all learning is based on positive reinforcement.
Jason: See if you want a pigeon to perform you reward it with a pellet .
Maggie: What are you saying?
Jason: I am saying that we should have had pigeons, they are easier to raise.
Maggie: Jason, come on.
Jason: You just start off by pointing out the strengths of the article. And then you show her how the article could be improved.
Maggie: You're right. Accentuate the positive.
Jason: Yes. Be gentle, nurturing and supportive. And if that doesn't work, you simply tie her the bad and set her rebboks on fire.
Carol: Come in.
Maggie: Ha...Well, it's late, you must be tired. We can talk about this tomorrow...
Carol: No, Mum, I've been waiting for you. I read the article again, I think I can be more objective now.
Maggie: That's a good thing to do. Put it away for a while, get some distance, often what you thought of it was a bit ...
Carol: I know, I know... I’ve already changed it.
Maggie: You did?
Carol: The two "muculance" is in the same sentence...terrible. Make the second one " pituitousness "
Carol: Are you proud of me, mum? The truth
Maggie: Of course, honey, I am always proud of you.
Carol: You think I’ll make the paper?
Maggie: Well, it's obviously you have potential. Very few people could write like...this.
Carol: so, you don't think I shouldn’t change anything. Mum, It is great!
Maggie: Well, What I... What I...What I am saying is... I am...Carol, it's clear that you put…a lot of time into this article. It's...well-thought out, it's well typed, and ...and I just love these margins
Maggie: Well, it's not so much a “but”...
Carol: It sounds just like a “but”.
Maggie: Well, what I am trying to say is...
Carol: Cut to the "but", mum!
Maggie: But...it is just not newspaper writing, honey. Look, in any field there're rules, you just have to learn them. Newspaper writing has to be more simple, straight forward.
Carol: So you think my article is garbage.
Maggie: Sweetheart, if I let you turn this in to Mr Simmonds, he'd tell you the same things, only meaner.
Carol: “Introduction to Journalism”.
Maggie: I found it very helpful, and I am sure you'll too.
Maggie: Are you Ok?
Carol: Yeah, I am fine.
Carol: yeah, really. Thanks for your advice.
Maggie: Good. Good night, pumpkin.
Carol：she thought me so bad（throw the book in the rubbish basket）
Mike: I know, Jerry says we bet on Undulate , in the eighth.
Ben: I say we bet on Arbitrary .
Ben: Why not?
Mike: Ben, look at these times, I mean, you'll be growing chest hair before Arbitrary finishes this race.
Ben: I just got a hunch about this one
Mike: Ben, you can't bet a race on a hunch.
Ben: OK. But what about if Arbitrary comes out of the Sacretary by the way of sea busicuit Adlonso picked up three purses in his last four turn outs.
Mike: OK. I know that. But I say we stick with Jerry, I mean, he's been right so far.
Ben: I’m not so sure.
Mike: Ben, who's got the connections?
Ben: Who's got the money?
Mike: Who's got the weight advantage？Ben: Go Undulate!
Jason: Earth to Maggie?
Jason: Everything OK?
Maggie: Oh, well, I was just wondering why Carol hasn't come down yet?
Maggie: I hope I wasn't too hard on her last night.
Jason: No, I am sure you were just, unless, did you burn her rebboks?
Ben: What do you wanna for Christmas, mum? Cause my middle name is "Money"
Jason: Correct me if I’m wrong, but I've been living under the assumption that your middle name was "Humphrey"
Ben: I hate " Humphrey ".
Ben: And a kid with 65 dollars can call his own shots.
Maggie: Ben, where did you get 65 dollars?
Ben: Oh, me, mum...
Mike: ah... I came into a little money, mum. And you always taught me to share, so I shared it with my little brother.
Jason: And now, just for the heck of it, Mike, the truth.
Ben: Jerry Delish bet on a horse for us and we won.
Maggie: Mike, you took Ben's money and risked it on a horse?
Ben: It was a sure thing, mum. Jerry Delish said so.
Maggie: Jerry-"I swear she looked eighteen"- Delish. There will be no more betting.
Ben: But, mum...I am going...
Jason: Wait. But, MUM. These guys are hot, they are on a roll, they won. I’m sure there are some people who actually lose money at the track, but those people don't know Jerry Delish.
Maggie: Ah. Well, maybe you are right, Jason. These boys do seem to have...winner written right over them.
Mike: So we can let it ride on Undulate on the eighth?
Jason: Boys, and I say this to you as a friend. I think you'd be crazy not to.
Ben: Yeah, right...
Mike: Yeah, all right. Thanks a lot. see you later.
Jason: haha….Don't worry, this will work.
Maggie: Two bucks say you are a loser.
Jason: You're on.
Jason: Don't worry, she will be fine. After all, she is a Seaver. She can take criticism.
Maggie: Good morning, Carol. You look nice.
Carol: Thank you.
Maggie: That's a real cute sweater.
Carol: Oh, you like it?
Maggie: A lot. It's a good color for you, brings out your eyes.
Carol: Not too bright?
Maggie: It's very becoming.
Carol: If you think not, I'm sure there's a book I can read perhaps "Introduction to Dressing"?.
Teacher: You call these facts? How many kids through up from the tuna casserole? Where’s the cafeteria's side of the story?
Student: Food services had no comment.
Teacher: Food services had no comment. You go back down to the cafeteria.
Somebody in sandwiches or puddings has an axe to grind. You find yourself a deep throat and you bring back a story.
Teacher: Carol, eh? All right. You want the job? You got it.
Carol: Really? You like my writing? Ah! I worked so hard on my metaphors
Teacher: Your metaphors stink .
Carol: Similies are more....
Teacher: Similies stink. Your writing stinks. Oh, excuse me, I forgot who I was talking to. It is repeated with stinkiocity. At least you can spell. To be honest, they can't even spell. But you spell words that nobody knows. Muculance? What in the hell is muculance?
Carol: Eh...It's ah... It's basically ... slimey glob
Teacher: Slimey glob. Call it slimey glob. People know what slimey glob is
Carol: I just felt that maybe...
Teacher: Felt is for pull tables. You start, Monday.
Carol: Thank you, but I don't think I want the job.
Mike & Ben: Come on! Undulate!
Commentator: Around the fern turn, its Nice Girl in the lead, with Undulate at the third! Its still Nice Girl a full six lengths ahead of Hedge Trimmer, with Undulate a distant third.
Maggie: Hey! Guys! Looks like Undulate's gonna be very late.
Ben: Relax! Nice Girl always strikes strong. She'll fade.
Commentator: And Nice Girl's starting to fade.
Mike: Come on, you can do it Undulate!
Ben: Don't worry! She'll make her move on the outside, right here, Undulate!
Speakman: And moving on the outside it is Undulate! Look at her go. They're moving on the final stretch. They're neck and neck . It's nice-girl, Undulate! Nice-girl,
Undulate! And at the finish it is Undulate! By a nose hair! And she'll pay at nine to one folks!
Maggie: Nine to one!
Jason: Holy cow, that's four hundred and fifty bucks.
Mike: Alright. That's Jerry calling from OTV. What do we do? Fast bennie . we keep the four fifty or let it ride on Nail Biter in the ninth?
Jason: Guys I don't think you should quit while you are ahead
Jason: Maggie! It's four hundred and fifty dollars you put that in a roll-over account with interest and wait. Come on. We could teach them this gambling lesson another time. Ok! Boys, I say, this is no time to stop. You know you got it. You got that touch!
Mike: Hi! Jerry, put it all on Nail Biter to win.
Maggie: Hi! Carol. How did it go with Simmonds?
Carol: Fine thank you, I got the job.
Maggie: Oh, really? Well! Congratulations honey! That's wonderful! Carol got the job on the paper!
Carol: I turned it down!
Maggie: May I come in?
Maggie: What are you doing?
Carol: Cleaning this garbage out of my way.
Maggie: Carol, how come you turned the job down? I mean it really seemed like you had your heart set on it.
Carol: Yeah! Well that was before, I realized that there's nothing really creative about journalism. I mean all you do is regurgitate facts . If I’m going to be a writer I'd rather do a novel. At least people don't train their puppies on Moby Dick!
Carol: I can understand you being angry at me for my criticism of your article.
Carol: Why should I be angry? Simmonds gave me the job!
Maggie: I know! I know. I guess, what I'm trying to say is, well, honey, it's always tricky giving criticism to someone you love. And I guess I just didn't do a very good job.
Obviously Simmonds was very happy with what you did. And I’m glad that I was wrong...
Maggie: Pardon me?
Carol: I said no. Ok? Are you happy? He said everything you said, only worse. He said my article was repeat with stinkiocity.
Maggie: But you said that you got the job.
Carol: But that was only because all the other articles were repeat with stinkiocity.
Maggie: Oh, honey! I am so sorry.
Carol: he said he even didn’t know what muculance was.
Maggie: Well that’s just his stupidness sweat heart. Everybody knows what muculance is.
Carol: I’ll never be able to write like you.
Maggie: Oh, hold on, hold on, honey, that’s just not true. That maybe you will be reaching a little. But you have great natural abilities.
Carol: You're just saying that.
Maggie: Hey, hey. Didn't I establish myself last night as someone who isn’t afraid to tell the truth?
Carol: Yeah. Even if it does mean crushing a little kid’s ego . You really think that I might have natural ability?
Maggie: I dug this out of the attic this afternoon. Well, I thought you might like to take a look at it.
Carol: A letter I wrote from camp 5 years ago?
Maggie: Uh huh. Read it.
Carol: "Dear mum and dad, Camp is fun, except for the rash I got when I tried to find out what poison sue looks like, except for the kids teasing anyone who is small, fat, left handed. Missing you and baby Ben, and even Mike a little, but don't tell. Bring my chemistry set and potato chips on visiting day, love, Carol."
That's not so good?
Maggie: Hey, Didn't we bring your chemistry set and your potato chips?
Maggie: Then you got your point across.
Carol: Yeah, I see what you are saying. But I still think it could have been better.
Maggie: What makes you say that?
Carol: Well, as I remember you brought Mike too
TV: And this is unbelievable! Coming around the final turn it's Nailbiter by 18 lengths, running a distant second is Slimsfrog, with Arnold's Dream Date at third position. And it is Nailbiter by 20 lengths. ... (Mike,Jason,& Ben's yelling)And Nailbiter is at the final pole, and he must be a full 25 lengths ahead. That horse could walk in from here!
Ben: Go on, Nailbitter!...I'll never have to work again!
TV: Oh... Ladies and gentleman, wait a minute. There’s been an accident. Nailbitter has tripped and gone down. The horse is on the ground. In all my years at the track I've never seen anything like this!
Ben: Get up! get up!
Mike: Get up! Get up!
TV: A foot from the finish line! Maybe two feet. And the jockey is trying to drag the horse across the finish. This is amazing! A 94 pound man trying to drag a race horse by one leg.
Mike: Pull him! Pull him!
Jason: Come on!
TV: ...coming up from the outside is Slimsfrog! And the winner is ...Slimsfrog!
Jason: It was just......I hope you boys have learned your lesson!
Carol: Look at here, "X rays reveal that Nailbiter suffered a fractured fibular. Trainer Jim Shepherd immediately announced that his prize stallion would be put out to stud"
Ben: What's a "stud"?
Maggie: Well, Ben, sometimes when a boy horse gets hurt, they used them to get lots and lots of girl horses pregnant.
Jason: That's very good.
Mike: Ouch, ouch...my leg is hurt。