The Middle (1) actual hero

The Middle (1) actual hero

Frankie Heck appears on the road in the middle of nowhere in a superhero costume trying to catch the signal
Frankie: Hello? Can you hear me? Oh, damn itCome on! Can you hear me? - Some people call this the middle of nowhere - You know, one of those places you fly over on your way from somewhere to somewhere else, but you wouldn't live here.
Flight attendant: (on the plane) Folks, right now we're flying over the great state of Indiana, if you'd like to take a look. (nobody bothers to take a look)
Frankie: Well, look down next time, and you'll see us down here in the middle -- Orson, Indiana, heart of the heartland, proud home of little betty snack cakes, the demolition derby for the homeless and the world's largest polyurethane cow. So how'd I end up in the middle of the road in this getup? Guess it all started a couple of weeks ago, and no, I'm not an actual superhero, not unless you count getting my kids out the door for school every morning.

Little Debbie (Betty) snack cakes
Orson polyurethane cow
(a couple of weeks earlier)
Frankie: I made breakfast! Come on, we're late! Let's go, let's go! That's my youngest--Brick. You know how you think giving a kid a cool name will make him cool? It doesn't. Okay, now listen. Today at recess, I don't want you wandering around alone on the perimeter. All right? Makes you an easy target, you know? Like--like the gazelle that gets separated from the pack. You've gotta find yourself a group of kids and just stand near them.
Brick: You know you're my hero, right, mom? 
Frankie: Thank you, honey. Eat your pancake.
Brick: It's still frozen.
Frankie: Well, lick it. It'll last longer.
Frankie: Hey, Mike, have you seen that envelope with my driver's licence from the D.M.V.? I need it for work. Why is this place such a mess
(Axl comes into the kitchen)That one over there would be Axl. Since he hit 15, he hibernates in his room and only comes out to paw through our food and shoot off sarcastic comments.
Axl: Oh, we're out of chips. Nice job, mom.
Frankie: Yeah, I can't hear you if you don't have pants on.
Brick: Mom, where's my homework? 

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