what are you doing?
where's dad?
the money?
what are you gonna do?
did you find him?
-i'm the business manager of mr. e.f. threerivers and i have been authorized to inform you that you have inherited money. -are you still there? -wait, i don't want any money, i want to give you money. -that's right. you have inherited money from his computer fortune. -he was the second richest man next to bill gates. -he left you twenty-six thousand seven hundred and fifty dollars.
-hi mitch. it's t.j. no, t.j. from school. yeah, man. right. uh, i was wondering if you still needed those numbers we were talking about `cause i got one. -how much? -cool, but the thing is i don't really have any wheels at the moment. -on moira road off 37. -yeah, but there's one more thing.  . no the air stunt challenge set. -yeah, exactly. yeah, man. thanks a lot. bye.
ricky, time to eat.
now unwrap yourself, it's dinner time.
hello. hi, mom.
-mom are you there? what's wrong? -what kinda trouble? -what did you do? -a smuggler!? holy shit! -are you in jail? -but are you're going to jail!?
-yeah, okay. what does that mean? but why? i can take care of him, i do it all the time. but i don't see why we need-?
-who? a baby? no way. -yeah i know where the stuff is. it's in the shed, but that's so stupid!.
-yeah, i'm here. somebody's at the door.
-okay. bye.
you're gonna have to get the little pieces up high -- or he'll eat them.