[Helga comes home]
Dad! [To Miriam sleeping on a table] How's it going, Miriam?
MP Miriam Pataki
Oh. Molasses, it's you. [Helga hears voices]
Big Bob Pataki [Big Bob Pataki, a looks like being, one point muscular, brown hair, short-sleeve green golf shirt, dark brown pants and black shoes, they three other guys] [first words]
Okay, great, but where's the store go?
[first words as Nick Vermicelli was seen gathered around a model of the neighborhood on a table]
Alright. Right here. Big Bob's Beeper Emporium. Big sign, can't miss it from the freeway, and the overpass drops you big-bang-boom right in the parkin' lot.
Big Bob Pataki That's good. Yeah, right in the stinkin' lot.
Big Bob Pataki What do you want, Olga?
Big Bob Pataki Right, Helga. That's what I said.
We gotta split anyway, Bob. We'll talk.
Big Bob Pataki Right, we'll talk. And send me the paperwork, I can't wait to get started. Hey, can I keep this pop-up thing? [He points at the model]
You got it. [Nick and the other men leave the room]
Big Bob Pataki Alright. [to Helga] You know what this is? It's our future. See, here's where my new Super Beeper Emporium is gonna go up, right after we rip down the flower shop, and Green Meats and the rest of the block.
Uh yeah, well, uh, about all that, Dad... I mean a lot of people are gonna have to move away and sell their businesses.
Big Bob Pataki Yeah, what's your point?
Well, I was just wondering if this whole tear-down-the-neighborhood Future Tech thing is really necessary.
Big Bob Pataki Of course, it's necessary. It's more than necessary. It's progress. You can't have progress without a little pain. No pain, no gain.
But what's wrong with leaving things the way they are?
Big Bob Pataki I'll tell you what's wrong with it, missy. Leave things the way they are and Big Bob's Super Beeper Emporium doesn't happen.
Big Bob Pataki Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey! I'll say this once, and I want you to hear it, little lady. Change is good. When the new Big Bob's Super Beeper Emporium goes up, the cash is gonna roll in and you'll forget all about the old neighborhood. And do you know why? Because we'll be rich. And that means you'll be rich. You can have that pony you've been wantin'.
Dad, I wanted a pony when I was five.
Big Bob Pataki Uh. Well, what do you want now?
Big Bob Pataki Well, make up your mind, 'cause once this neighborhood goes down and my store goes up, you can have anything you want. And I mean anything.
[looks at fashion magazine]
Anything?
Big Bob Pataki That's what I said. We're gonna be stinkin' rich, girl. Rich. What's more important than that, huh?
[Ernie Potts plays accordion; Oskar Kokoshka and Mailman Harvey play saxophone; Grandpa (wearing a rasta wig) is on drums; Mr. Hyunh plays guitar; Suzie Kokoshka is a DJ; Grandma is tap dancing. Arnold and Gerald are at controls. They all play some kind of strange pokla rock music, and Grandpa smashes one of Suzie's records, annoyed by her DJ techniques. The crowd is cheering] [watching from a roof]
Blockapalooza, hah! Please.
R Reporter
[for TV]
It's called Blockapalooza, a last-ditch effort to save a forgotten neighborhood from the wrecking ball. A classic story of the little guy pitted against the corporate giant.
Big Bob Pataki [Nick Vermicelli and Big Bob are watching TV at Big Bob's house]
What the heck are they doing? They'll mess up the whole deal!
Forget about it. It's all taken care of.
[on TV]
You know what this is about. It's our last chance to stand up and tell Future Tech Industries that we won't sell. We won't let 'em tear down our neighborhood.
[The crowd on TV screen is cheering]
One of our guys intercepted their permit, thereby making the whole assemblage illegal.
O Officer
[Police cars suddenly appear at the party]
Go, go, go!
[The crowd is panicking. Police breaks up the party. People are running away] [to the officer]
Hey, what's going on?
RC Riot Cop
This whole assemblage is illegal.
RC Riot Cop
We never got any permit.
[Nick Vermicelli and Big Bob are laughing at the TV screen]
Please disperse from this area at once!
GG Grandma Gertie
Bring on your worst. We shall not be moved. [She chains herself to the door of the Sunset Arms]
O Officer
Come on. Nice and easy. [Grandma almost bites him]
Hey! Stop, that's a frail old lady!
GG Grandma Gertie
[while she and the door she's chained to are carried into the SPAT car]
Never give up Arnold. Never give in. Save the neighborhood. One if by land, two if by sea. Put the lime in the coconut. Mix it all up. [The car speeds away while she laughs]
Big Bob Pataki [Big Bob is looking at the model again]
So, my Super Beeper Emporium is going right here where we're knocking down these old shops, right?
Big Bob Pataki And that's in the contract, right?
Big Bob Pataki And there's no funny business in it, right?
Hey, Bob! What am I, a rat fink? It's all on the up-and-up. Trust me, all you gotta do is sign. [He gives Big Bob the contract]
Big Bob Pataki [signs the contract]
Big... Bob... Pataki!
[Helga is walking dowstairs and hears the men's voices]
[Grandma makes a Shawshenk-style tunnel from her cell. Deep Voice is standing on a roof, watching Nick Vermicelli return to his house, Arnold and Gerald have tracked him down as well, They are on the roof of his house] [Looking at Nick Vermicelli through the Skylight]
Finally.
Let's just hope he's ready for bed. He should be. It's Midnight. As soon as he's asleep, we can get the key off of him.
[After some time...]
As soon as he falls asleep, huh? What if he keeps watching T.V. for hours?
Maybe there's nothing good on. [Phone rings] Someone's calling him. Quick! [Pulls out Bridget's Microphone]
Oh, no. Last time we nearly got killed using that thing!
Come on, Gerald, we gotta find out who's calling him! It might be a clue.
Aah... Oh, all right. [Inserts an Ear Phone into his ear, gasps] It's Big Bob!
Yeah, Bob. Yes, you're a full partner, didn't I get through telling you that? What are you calling me for? Go to bed. What about your contract? You got a problem with the contract, Bob? Oh for heaven, quit reading that thing and get some rest. [Hangs up] Stinking pain in the...
Big Bob Pataki [angrily hangs up the phone]
Why, that no-good little runt! Let's see, [looks through the contract with a magnifying glass] "Party of the first part, party of the second part..." Yada, yada, yada, yada. Hey! Wait a minute-- [Takes a closer look at the contract] What the heck?!
Big Bob Pataki [Banging is heard at the door; Nick wakes up and gets to his feet. He turns on the light and opens the door. Big Bob enters and he is furious]
WAKE UP, YOU WEASEL!! I JUST READ THE FINE PRINT!! SO IT'S GONNA BE SCHECK'S BEEPER EMPORIUM, IS IT?! YOU WERE TRYIN' TO DOUBLE-CROSS ME!!
I don't know what are you talking about, Bob.
Big Bob Pataki I READ THE CONTRACT, PALLY!! I GET A NEW BEEPER EMPORIUM, BUT SCHECK GETS FIFTY-ONE PERCENT OF MY COMPANY!!
Okay, okay, so it's true. But you signed a contract, so there's nothing you can do about it. The ink's dry.
Big Bob Pataki YOU WERE IN ON IT THE WHOLE TIME!! YOU KNEW HE WAS GONNA SHAFT ME!!
Yeah, so what if I did? It's a free country.
Big Bob Pataki REALLY? WELL, THEN IF IT'S A FREE COUNTRY, I GUESS I'M FREE TO BEAT THE LIVIN' SNOT OUTTA YA!!
Now, Bob, don't get crazy!
Big Bob Pataki TOO LATE!!
[Bob grabs Nick by the choking and starts to strangle him; Nick grabs a trophy and strikes it against Bob's head. Once they get in the kitchen, Nick pulls out an egg mixer that he uses for self-defense. Bob in turn uses a spatula. The two continue fighting each other until Nick splashes pickle-juice on Bob, he looks like a green face, and he rips off his shirt, now looking and acting like The Incredible Hulk. Hulk-Bob lunges at Nick, but slips on the pickle juice and crashes against the fridge]
[Nick slams the Refrigerator Door in Hulk-Bob's face, knocking him out. As Nick goes to the sink to wash himself. Nick looks in the mirror and finally notices that the key is gone]
The key, what happened? Oh, no. That dream I had, that angel... That wasn't no angel, it was that football-headed kid! It was really happening! He must've stole the stinkin' key! [phones to Scheck] Yeah, Mr. Scheck. It's me, Nick. Listen, I got bad news. I think I lost the key. Yeah, the key. I think that football-headed kid took it. I don't know, I was asleep. I think he snuck in and stole it. Yeah, I know, I'm stupid! Stupid!
