Dad! [To Miriam sleeping on a table] How's it going, Miriam?
Oh. Molasses, it's you. [Helga hears voices]
Okay, great, but where's the store go?
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.
That's good. Yeah, right in the stinkin' lot.
Dad?
What do you want, Olga?
It's Helga, Dad.
Right, Helga. That's what I said.
Could I talk to you?
We gotta split anyway, Bob. We'll talk.
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]
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.
Yeah, what's your point?
Well, I was just wondering if this whole tear-down-the-neighborhood Future Tech thing is really necessary.
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?
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.
But, Dad...
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.
Uh. Well, what do you want now?
I don't know.
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.
Anything?
That's what I said. We're gonna be stinkin' rich, girl. Rich. What's more important than that, huh?


