Jason: Come on Ben ugg cheap ! I don't ask you to do too much around here when I do I expect it to get done.
Ben: But Dad!
Jason: Without an argument.
Ben: Oh, can't I do it later?
Jason: Ben you're testing me now.
Ben: Alright!
Jason: That's more like it. (Ben and Jason dancing)
Ah Ben you're a pure pip!
Ben: What's a "pip"?
Jason: A state of mind
(phone rings)
Ben: Hello. Ok, wait one second. It's for you.
Jason: Oooh! Don't go away now, we're not done. Hello...well no, my wife is at work. Yes, yes of course if it's important. Alright, I'll see you then. Hey Ben will you turn that off please.
Yeah Maggie, can you meet me down at the high school in about a half an hour? Well it's the school psychologist. It's about Mike.
Psychologist: Dr. and Mrs. Seaver. We have some concern over...breath mint ugg sale ? No...over the results of Mike's IQ test.
Maggie: Why? What did he get?
Jason: Now, then Maggie, you know these are highly subjective , many diagnosticians , they don't even consider these to mean....What did he get?
Psychologist: He got....Well let me just put this in context for you Mrs. Seaver. Now a score of a hundred is about average, a hundred and twenty is very bright, a hundred and forty is considered a genius, and a hundred and sixty is.....
Maggie: What did Mike get?
Psychologist: twenty seven.
Maggie: What? This is ridiculous . I mean this is obviously a mistake.
Psychologist: I'm sorry Mrs. Seaver. We checked and double checked. Ant-acid?
Maggie: NO!
Jason: Twenty seven?
Psychologist: I'm glad that you're a psychiatrist Dr. Seaver. You'll understand what I'm saying here.
Jason: Yeah! You're saying my son is an idiot.
Psychologist: No! Technically, he's an imbecile.
Maggie: What?
Psychologist: Well, zero to twenty five is an idiot. Twenty five to fifty is an imbecile ugg uk .
Maggie: Well that's certainly a load of my mind.
Psychologist: Let's see...I believe that sixty to seventy is a moron , no, wait. What's fifty to sixty?
Jason: I don't know...a bozo ?
Psychologist: Ba, never mind. This has nothing to do with Mike.
Jason: No, no, because according to this Mike could never even aspire to become a bozo.
Psychologist: Oh now Dr. and Mrs. Seaver, the worst thing we can do is over react to this. Has Mike taken a sharp blow to the head recently?
Maggie: No.
Psychologist: Suffered any prolonged oxygen deprivation?
Jason: No Dr. Marlands, our son is not brain damaged!
Psychologist: Ok! Just checking. Now look. Mike's file indicates he's always had ah, how shall we say?...a problem with authority. For example, it says here that last year he placed a litter of baby gerbils ....into Mrs. O'Brian's Kleenex box, and when she went to blow her nose…ha ha ha ha...the whole pack must just have....Oh look, excuse me. There's so little joy in my job, and he's got a lot of good stuff in here.
Jason: Thank you. Dr. Marlands, what are you getting at?
Psychologist: You see this. This is a normal test answer sheet ugg boots sale . It's a mess...little dots are scattered randomly around the page. You see this. This is your son's answer sheet. The dots make little pictures of houses, airplanes. Look here, there's even one of a young woman's body in profile ...nice figure.
Maggie: So you're saying, you're saying that Mike did this intentionally ?
Psychologist: Well either that Mrs. Seaver, or he's a highly artistic imbecile.
(Mike is playing the guitar )
Carol: What is it? That's pretty.
Mike: Nothing.
Carol: Well erm, heard you got called down to the school psychologist today.
Mike: Oh yeah. Mom and Dad are down there right now.
Carol: They are? Why? What'd you do?
Mike: I only got a twenty seven on my IQ test.
Carol: Ah well, you know Mom and Dad really don't care about sort of thing, so don't feel bad...You got a twenty seven!!??
Mike: Hey, I did it on purpose bone head. I mean I didn't even read the questions.
Carol: What?
Mike: Hey well, I know I'm brilliant, so I figure, why waste my valuable time on playing fill in the dots.
Carol: Come on! You didn't really do that ugg online .
Mike: Carol, Carol, Carol. How should I put this? You see before you were born Mom and Dad came to me and they said, "Mike, we hope that our next child isn't some goody goody nerd face, but that he's a real independent free thinker...like you."
Carol: Yeah. Little did they know you had peaked intellectually?
Maggie: Mike!
Carol: They're gonna kill you.
Mike: Carol maybe Mom and Dad have realized how stupid these tests are. Maybe they're gonna admire me for what I did.
Jason: Mike! Can we speak to you for a moment please?
Carol: Maybe they're gonna have you killed professionally .
Jason: Mike! Can you explain to us what this is?
Mike: Oh, ok. This here's a Boeing 747, this is a large ????? bass, and this, this is a full body profile of Ronda Tishki.
Maggie: Mike. Why did you do this?
Mike: She's got a great body Mom.
Jason: Mike, this isn't a joke. Come on, why did you do that?
Mike: I dunno, I just felt like it.
Maggie: You just feel like it ugg boots cheap ?
Mike: Well, Gee. I didn't realize how important these tests were to you guys. Maybe you should have told me that you were only interested in having kids with high IQ scores.
Maggie: Mike!!
Jason: Mike!!。
Mike: No, but hey that's ok, I mean you guys got one smart kid. Mrs. straight A's here, can go and become and astronaut and Mikey can always mix the Tang no problem.
Jason: Why don't just let him cool off.
Mike: What do you want?
Carol: Nothing really, I mean I just....
Mike: Why don't you just get out of here.
Carol: Look Mike! You're not really stupid.
Mike: Well thanks Carol, I'm deeply touched by your superiority.
Carol: I hope I don't make you feel stupid Mike.
Mike: You don't make me feel stupid alright. Just get out of here, ok. Nobody makes me feel stupid, 'cause I'm not stupid.
Carol: I said that.
Mike: Well maybe I was just too stupid to understand.
Carol: Mike, come on I mean, you're always calling me a nerd and stuff, and I dunno, I guess I was just trying to get you back . I guess because you're older and cooler and everything, and I just figured that I was the only one who was getting hurt. I mean I am a sort of a nerd but, you're not really stupid christian louboutin men shoes .
Mike: Oh, so I guess it's just coincidence that you get all the A' s and I get all the C's.
Carol: Look! I don't know why you don't get good grades, I mean, maybe it has something to do with the fact that you sleep and play darts while doing your homework
Mike: Man!! What is it with these darts. I mean, am I the only guy around here who knows how to unwind?
Carol: Ok, listen: What year did Max Heinburg start playing drums for Bruce Springstein?
Mike: Wait. Did we just start a new conversation?
Carol: Come on! What year?
Mike: nineteen seventy three, so what does that mean?
Carol: Mmmm, aside from being a huge boost in income for Max Heinburg; it means you're pretty smart.
Mike: Why? Because I know one useless fact.
Carol: You know millions of useless facts. Like, I mean, the attack of the crab people thing. I mean I couldn't believe that.
Mike: Crab monsters, Carol. "Attack of the Crab Monsters".
Carol: See, I mean, you don't remember things for tests, you just remember things...you wanna remember, for some strange reason.
Mike: So I have a good memory, big deal.
Carol: It's more than just that, I mean, ok. Remember last year, when you borrowed twenty bucks from me on Valentine's Day?
Mike: Yeah. So?
Carol: And I made you sign an "I owe you".
Mike: Which I gladly did skechers shoes .
Carol: Mmmm. Promising to pay me back on...February twenty ninth
Mike: Hey come nineteen eighty eight, that twenty bucks is yours.
Carol: You see that wasn't...just intelligent, that was actually very...creative.
Mike: Ah, you were just a sucker.
Carol: You see, that's my point, I mean, I do dumb things all the time, and...and you do smart things...when you feel like it.
Mike: Well...
Carol: Well hey why do you think Mom's always telling you to shut your smart mouth. I mean it takes brains and hard work to be as obnoxious as you are!
Mike: Yeah. I guess it does. But when you love what you do, it really doesn't seem like hard work.
Carol: I mean...for all we know, you and me might have the same IQ.
Mike: Yeah, who knows? Mine might even be higher!
Carol: Let's not get hysterical now
Mike: Hey Carol....thanks.
Carol: You jerk!
Mike: Nerd! I...I meant that in a nice way.
Jason: Aha, thank you. Yes thank you very much. Alright. Bye-bye.Hey Mike, Dr. Mylands says you can take that IQ test over again on Saturday morning ten o' clock.
Mike: Oh that's great Dad, but I've been thinking about it and I'm kind of happy with the twenty seven.
Jason: Mike!
Mike: Yes Dad, Ok, I'll take it.
Jason: Ah yeah!! Ah yeah!!