:03:08
# Eat your heart out on a plastic tray...
:03:16
# Problem
:03:24
# The problem is you
:03:28
Gordie, honey.
I'm so sad you're leaving me.
:03:32
Why are you moving to Los Angeles
to work in a cheese factory?
:03:35
I'm not gonna just work in a cheese sandwich
factory. I'm gonna shop my drawings.
:03:39
- I'm gonna be like Charles Schulz.
- You'll be fine.
:03:42
- No, I'm gonna be like Charles Schulz.
- That's my boy. Confidence.
:03:46
You're a big man now.
You've got a job, a goddamn real job, Gord.
:03:50
And you gave up on those stupid doodles.
:03:53
They're not stupid. They're not stupid.
:03:55
Whatever. At least
you're leaving Daddy's basement.
:03:57
Sh, Jim. He has a very nice job.
:04:00
Look at our little baby boy.
He's all grown up. You come here.
:04:03
- Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom...
- You little baby...
:04:06
Mom, stop it. Stop it.
Mom, I'm a 28-year-old man.
:04:08
Hey, baby. He's a 28-year-old man.
:04:12
Yeah, I'm a 28-year-old man.
:04:14
My bus is about to leave,
so I'm gonna get on it...
:04:18
...and I'm gonna leave... on it.
:04:20
- Son, wait.
- What?
:04:23
You're not taking that bus to Los Angeles.
:04:27
You bought me a ticket
on this bus to Los Angeles.
:04:30
That's not all we bought you.
:04:41
- There! It's yours. Hop in.
- Oh!
:04:44
- Come on, you're driving.
- It's a... It's a LeBaron.
:04:47
You bet your boots it's a LeBaron.
:04:50
Good car. Convertible.
:04:52
Jeez. A convertible.
:04:56
It says "#1 Son" on the license plate.
That's me. I'm the number one son.