Today's my birthday and my father says I can have anything I want.
Good for you and your father.
So guess what I want.
A new brain!
No. Your bike!
I want to speak to Francis!
Francis is busy.
Busy doing WHAT?!
Taking his bath.
Oh, REALLY? WHERE ARE THEY HOSING HIM DOWN?!!
[Pee-wee confronts Francis in his large pool-like bath]
STILL wanna ride my bike, Francis?!!
No! NO!!! I don't want your crummy old bike!!
AHA! You don't want it anymore BECAUSE YOU ALREADY HAVE IT!!! TELL ME WHERE IT IS BEFORE I LOSE PATIENCE WITH YOU!!!
[Pee-wee enters a noisy biker bar and tries to use the payphone but can't because of the noise]
Shhhhh! I'm trying to use the phone!!
[one of the bikers puts the phone back on the cradle]
Did anybody tell you that this is the private club of the Satan's Helpers?
Nobody hipped me to that, dude.
It's off limits!
