2. 185803 - Springsteen (第1季)【完整台词】

Hi.

I'm Jason Seaver.

I'm a psychiatrist.

I've spent the last 15 years helping people with their problems.

And I'm Maggie Seaver.

I've spent the last 15 years helping our kids with problems even Jason wouldn't believe.

Now Maggie has gone back to work as a reporter for the local newspaper.

And Jason has moved his practice into the house so we can be there for the kids.

- They're great kids.

- Most of the time.

And the rest of the time - We love them, anyway.

- Yeah.

Unbelievable.

This is it, my Springsteen tickets.

Hello? When do they outgrow skateboards? When you buy them a Camaro.

Yeah, okay.

Bye.

Gonna see Springsteen, huh? Yep.

Tomorrow night.

It's gonna be awesome.

Ladies and gentlemen the Boss.

Wait, wait.

I thought the Springsteen concert was sold-out.

Sold-out? Carol, to a man with connections, nothing is ever sold-out.

That just happened to be Seth Jameson nephew of the man whose brother-in-law owns a hot-dog concession at the Coliseum.

Wow.

So did you get tickets? Did I get tickets? Of course I got tickets.

You did? To Springsteen? Well, no.

To the Ice Capades but I got very good seats and two free hot dogs.

Talk about connections.

Are those all-beef dogs? It's too bad about the concert, honey.

You must be disappointed.

No, I actually got a couple of other things going.

I'll get the tickets.

All right.

This is it.

Hello? Yeah.

Talk to me.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Okay.

Yeah, I'll see you.

No dice? No.

Jerry was sure he'd be able to get those tickets from his friend Cheech, but Cheech? Jason, our son knows people named Cheech? Maggie, you can't judge somebody on the basis of a name.

Anyway, Mike, you were saying? Yeah, well, Cheech's parole officer didn't think it'd be such a good idea for him to be scalping tickets so close to the trial.

Good judgment, there, Cheech.

We're sorry, honey.

That's all right.

I still got one more shot.

Hey, Jimski.

Yeah, it's Mike.

Yeah.

Look, I gotta have those tickets.

Yes.

Look, offer them anything they want.

What? My jacket? My leather jacket? The one that smells like actual cattle? He delivered papers for two years to get that jacket.

He loves that jacket.

I love that jacket.

Of course, I never had a jacket that nice.

Okay, okay, he can have the jacket.

Oh, come on.

Jimmy Look, I hate to even ask Jerry that.

Yeah, all right.

Look, call me right back.

He wanted a date with Jerry's sister.

Trixie? She's only 11.

I said no.

Say, Mike, you don't really want to part with that jacket, do you? No, but, Dad, there's no way that Bruce is gonna play 10 miles from my house, and I'm gonna miss him.

Dad, I gotta go to that concert.

- There it is.

- Yep.

What? That's impossible.

Yeah.

Okay.

See you.

Well? - Somebody offered him a house.

- A house? Well, it was just for a weekend, but that's still out of our league.

- Unless - Mike.

Okay.

Fine.

Hey, Mike, at least you still have that jacket, right? Who cares? It smells like a dead cow.

Mom, Mom, Mom.

I just saw a mouse in the attic this big.

Was this a mouse or a small sheep? Well, it had beady little eyes and a long tail, and went like this.

That's a sheep, all right.

Okay, okay.

Where did I put those mousetraps? What are you gonna do with the mousetraps, Mom? Well, I'll be honest with you, Carol, I plan to use them to trap mice.

- Won't that kill them? - Hopefully.

Mom.

Carol, a mom's gotta do what a mom's gotta do.

Son, bring me my Camembert.

All right.

We're going with the big guns.

Well, Mom, I mean, they're cute, harmless little creatures.

Carol, these are the same guys who carried the plague all through Europe during the 10th century and killed millions of people.

That was 1,000 years ago, Mom.

How long are you going to hold a grudge? Michael.

Go ahead.

Try it.

Try to give me one good reason to go on living, Mom.