ADULT SHELDON: Over the next few days,
I ran to my meemaw's house
so we could save the 8-bit princess.
And if it's unclear how important this was,
let me say it again: I ran.
Right behind you, monster, monster!
I see him!
You're losing life points, do something!
Calm down, I've got this.
No, no, no, you're going to die!
We're going to have to restart this level!
Okay, we need to set a few ground rules.
Rules, love 'em.
Mazes, puzzles, panic attacks,
you're in charge.
Whooping monster butt, that's my purview.
Understood. However...
Excuse me. Is there a monster on that screen?
Yes, ma'am.
And can two players swing the magic sword? No.
So what does that mean as we go forward?
I have to shut my yap.
Attaboy.
Can I still have a panic attack?
If you do it quietly.
(game beeping)
(whoops)
(laughing): No, no, no.
So me and Herschel dropped the engine on this Pacer today.
It was so cool. (chuckles)
I had a buddy in high school had a Pacer
with the flames painted on the side,
which was funny 'cause the damn thing caught fire
during the Homecoming parade.
Too bad he didn't know Herschel.
He can fix anything. Guy's a genius.
You mean a car genius.
Is Dad getting his feelings hurt? "Yes."
The ball don't lie.
Sorry!
MEEMAW: Excuse us.
Thank you.
See you later. (door closes)
(Meemaw whoops)
SHELDON: There it is! The cyclops!
MEEMAW: I see it! Get it, get it!
I'm trying! Use the sword!
Use the sword! Your yap is open again.
Hello?
What?
It's past his bedtime. Let's go.
Oh, come on, five more minutes?
No. Now say good night to your grandson.
You'll play with him again tomorrow.
Good night, Sheldon.
Good night, Meemaw.
Don't play without me.
Of course not.
How old are you?
(blows raspberry)
And I got my answer.
Hey, neighbor, what's up?
Sorry to bother you so late,
but one of my guys called in sick tomorrow...
So we couldn't find the key to the palace,
but then I figured out it was in the hay behind the stables.
Great.
Hey, Herschel. Mary.
I also found us extra life points inside a demon.
There are demons in this game?
Don't worry, Meemaw cut his head off.
Anyhoo, uh, I was wondering
if Georgie could come by after school tomorrow and help me out.
Oh, I don't know, Herschel, he's got football practice.
Mm. What's going on?
Herschel's asking if you want to work after school.
Great, I'll be there.
What about football? What about it?
I mostly sit on the bench all day.
That's because you got to earn your way
on to first string.
Or I can earn some money working for Herschel.
Why don't you and I talk a bit before you make a decision?
Sorry, I-I didn't mean to cause a problem.
I'll find somebody else. Y'all have a good night.
Night, Herschel. Night.
Thanks a lot.
You really want to quit football
to go work in a garage? Hell yeah.
I thought you loved the game.
I do, but look at me. I weigh 125 pounds.
That's not important. It's not?
Every time I get tackled, somebody's got to run over
with smelling salts just to wake me back up.
Well, this isn't your decision. You're gonna play football.
You can't make me.
Oh yeah? Wait and see.
Screw this.