| Episode begins in the living room. Brad is looking
at a book, Mark is watching TV and Marty is at the kitchen counter writing a
check. Tim enters from the garage. |
|---|
| | |
| Tim: | What a day! Binford's executive
schlock-meister, Morgan Wandell, wants me to do a whole "Tool Time" just
talking. No tools, no projects, no hands-on anything! Isn't that
insane? |
| Marty: | How many P's in deposit? |
| Tim: | Two! |
| Marty: | I was right. [Marty removes the check from
his checkbook] |
| Tim: | Alright, now more about me, this-- |
| Marty: | --no sorry man, I can't. I'm in a hurry.
I've gotta go put a security deposit down on my new apartment. [Marty
leaves] |
| Tim: | Brad, listen to this-- |
| Brad: | --actually Dad, could you talk to me about it
later? I have a five o'clock hair appointment and Pablo. He gets all weird when
I'm late. |
| Tim: | Pablo? He's more important than your
dad? |
| Brad: | Dad, he cuts my hair. [Brad leaves] |
| Tim: | Hey Mark, you've gotta listen to
this. |
| Mark: | Sure. As soon as I'm done watching this
show. |
| Tim: | You're watching "Cooking with the Ragin'
Cajun"? |
| Mark: | Dad, it's gumbo week! [Jill enters through
the front door] |
| Jill: | Hi, how was your day honey? |
| Tim: | Terrible, terrrible. [The phone
rings] |
| Jill: | Why? What happened? [Jill puts her bags
down] |
| Tim: | Sit down and I'll tell you. [The phone is
still ringing] Morgan Wandell now has taken complete control of the show,
right. [Jill sits down at the table. Mark answers the phone] I'm used to things
being my way. I'm not gonna take orders from a cheesy young punk who thinks he
knows production. [Mark comes over with the phone] |
| Mark: | Hey Mom. |
| Tim: | We're talking. |
| Mark: | It's Professor Hanover's office. [Mark hands
Jill the phone] |
| Tim: | We're talking. |
| Jill: | Doctor Hanover? [Mark nods] Wait, just hold
that thought. [Jill takes the phone] I, I just have to take this call. [Tim
sits and and moans with frustration. Mark leaves] Hello? Yeah, yeah, um, [Jill
goes over to her bag and gets out her diary] yeah, I can have a meeting with Doctor
Hanover Thurdsay, two o'clock. [Tim start throwing an apple from side-to-side]
Can you tell me what this meeting is about? [Jill writes the meeting down in
her diary] Well, I guess I'll just have to find out when I get there, O.K? [Tim
starts throwing the apple into the air] Alright, thanks. Bye. [Jill hangs up
the phone. Tim comes over to her] |
| Tim: | Howdy. |
| Jill: | Doctor Hanover wants to have a meeting with
me. |
| Tim: | That's great. Anyway, this guy-- |
| Jill: | --no it's not great. I mean, maybe he re-read
my thesis and-- |
| Tim: | --honey-- |
| Jill: | --he's having second thoughts. |
| Tim: | Honey. Please. |
| Jill: | Maybe he found a reference that's
out-dated. |
| Tim: | Could you-- |
| Jill: | --y'know that can happen. |
| Tim: | Just hold on a second. Just let me tell you
this. |
| Jill: | Maybe he thinks that my conclusions are just,
y'know, inconclusive. Oh God! [Tim bangs his head against the stair banister in
fustration] This could be terrible for my whole career. [Jill takes a deep
breath] I just have to calm down. Calm down. I'm gonna go take a hot bath.
[Jill goes upstairs] |
| Tim: | Thanks for listening. I'm gonna go stick my
head in the microwave. With my mouth open so it doesn't explode. |
| | |
| [Opening credits] |
|---|
| | |
| Cut to "Tool Time" studio, backstage. |
|---|
| [Al comes running in. Tim is sitting at his dressing table,
with Heidi standing next to him. Al starts unbuttoning his shirt] |
| | |
| Al: | Sorry I'm late. I was packing up Mother's
house. |
| Tim: | That must have been hard for you Al. |
| Al: | Well, I got through it O.K. [Al takes off his
shirt] But then Trudy came over and we were going over the, the guest list [Al
takes an identical shirt out of his locker and puts it on] for the, the wedding
and, and, and I-I got this panic attack. I think I'm going through pre-marital
stress. |
| Tim: | Ah. P.M.S! |
| Al: | I just, y'know, I need to get through the next
two days. Come Monday, I'll be on my honeymoon, lying on the beach with Trudy,
slathering zinc oxide all over my body. |
| Tim: | Boy, thanks for that image. [Tim screws up his
face at the thought. Morgan comes over to them] |
| Morgan: | Hey guys. Excited about my big idea for
today's show? |
| Tim: | How can we be excited about a show where we
just talk, Morgan? |
| Morgan: | No, no, it's not just talk; it's Tim-talk.
And when Tim talks, people listen. [Morgan leaves to get ready for recording the
show] |
| Tim: | Don't kiss up to me. That job is reserved for
Borland. |
| Al: | Yeah, you're gonna have stand in line,
pal! |
| | |
| Cut to the "Tool Time" set. |
|---|
| [Heidi runs in and announces the show] |
| | |
| Heidi: | Does everybody know what time it
is? |
| Audience: | "Tool Time!" |
| Heidi: | That's right. Binford Tools is proud to
present Tim "The Binford Toolman" Taylor! [Heidi & the audience cheer. Tim & Al
enter the set. There are three stools on the set] |
| Tim: | Thank you. Thank you. Thank you Binford's
Heidi. I am Tim "The Binford Toolman" Taylor and of course you all know my
assistant Al "Binford" Borland. [Al salutes. The audience cheers] |
| Al: | Thank you. |
| Tim: | Well, y'know, you, you may not like the show
today. We're doing something a bit different. There's no project, we're not
gonna build anything, we're just going to talk. If you have any complaints
about that, you might want to email Morgan Wandell at big-fat-zero-dot-com.
[Morgan is watching on a TV monitor, and looks around concerned] |
| Al: | Er, today's show is called "Home Repair
Addicts." Men who can't keep their hands off their tools. |
| Tim: | Apparently we've got three good buddies who
are accused of having a tool addiction that they cannot kick. So I guess Heidi,
it's time to bring out our tool addicts, please. |
| Heidi: | Alright, let's have a big Binford welcome to
Robbie, Dan and Butch. [Robbie, Dan & Butch enter the set] |
| Tim: | Robbie, how're you doing? [Tim & All shake
hands with them] |
| Al: | Please, make yourselves comfortable. [Robbie,
Dan & Butch sit down on the stools] |
| Robbie, Dan & Butch: | Thank you. |
| Tim: | Well gentlemen, I've gotta be honest with you.
I don't see anything wrong with men that like to build things, so I'd like to
know what the problem is. [The guys look at each other] |
| Robbie, Dan & Butch: | My wife! [Tim
laughs] |
| Tim: | Been there. You'd better hope she's not watching
the show today, huh? |
| Dan: | Actually they're in the audience. |
| Tim: | Huh? [The wives wave from the audience] Oh,
this could get interesting. |
| Al: | Now Robbie, why don't you tell us what happens
to your house when you open your toolbox. |
| Robbie: | First I might fix the hinge on a
window. |
| Al: | Hm-hmm. |
| Robbie: | Then, if the mood strikes me, I might
replace the dry wall next to it. |
| Al: | Hmm. |
| Robbie: | Then, as long as I'm replacing the dry
wall, I might as well add on a family room. |
| Tim: | That sounds sensible to me. |
| Noreen: | Sensible?! We have six family rooms and no
family. |
| Tim: | Well, I guess it's time to get busy! Dan,
what's your problem. |
| Dan: | Er, I like to paint, but I don't have an
addiction; I can stop any time I want. |
| Dolly: | Oh yeah? Then how come our front lawn's now
blue? |
| Dan: | It's teal. |
| Al: | Butch, why don't you tell us all what you're in
to. |
| Butch: | [Tim puts his hand on Butch's shoulder] Lubrication.
[Tim takes his hand away and checks it for oil] I believe a good home is a
quiet home. No squeaks, creaks or hums. So I always keep a can or two of oil on
hand. |
| Sue: | [Sue stands up] Ha! Can or two, he oiled everthing we own.
He's like the [Bleep] tinman! |
| Tim: | Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Let's just try to settle
down, O.K? |
| Al: | Er, Tim's right. We don't allow off-color
language on this show. |
| Butch: | That's right Sue, so shut your [Bleep]
mouth. |
| Tim: | Would you? |
| Sue: | Oh yeah? [Bleep bleep] and the [Bleep]
you rode in on! [The audience starts egging the argument on] |
| Tim: | Hey, Wandell, do something about
this. |
| Morgan: | Yeah, you go girl! |
| Sue: | [Sue leaves her seat and walks towards the
set] And don't stick up your crappy repairs, and I'm sick of you. |
| Heidi: | You know, ma'am. |
| Sue: | Oh pipe down, bones. [Sue pushes Heidi back
into the audience] |
| Tim: | [Butch is standing up] Hey, hey, hey, hey,
now just come, calm down, calm down. It's a television show. C'mon, if you go
back to your seat you'll get that nylon fanny-pack. |
| Butch: | She doesn't need one. She's already packing
plenty of fanny. |
| Al: | Now that's not helping matters, sir. If we
could just-- |
| Sue: | --er, well I've got news for you. [Sue walks
behind Dan] My fanny's good enough for the Dutch boy. [Sue puts her hands on
Dan's shoulders] He and I have been [Bleep bleep bleep bleep] brains out for
the last six months! [Sue kisses Dan on the cheek] |
| Dolly: | What! [Dolly runs down to the set, pushing
Heidi back into the audience to get past. Sue & Dolly start fighting and
pulling each other's hair] |
| Al: | That, that's not very lady-like. [Sue & Dolly
continue fighting. Sue pulls off Dolly's hair, which turns out to be a wig. The
audience start cheering. Tim & All try to separate them, and chaos breaks out
on the set] |
| Heidi: | Somebody call security! |
| Tim: | We'll be right back after these mess-- [Tim
gets kicked in the face. A Binford tools card blocks out the scene] |
| | |
| Cut to the "Tool Time" studio, backstage after the
show. |
|---|
| [Morgan comes running over to Tim, Al & Heidi] |
| | |
| Morgan: | Awesome show, guys. |
| Tim: | What do you mean "awesome show"? I almost got
killed out there. |
| Morgan: | Oh, yeah, I'm sorry about that. Those gals
were only supposed to threaten their husbands. |
| Heidi: | They were supposed to? [Tim holds an icepack
to his jaw] |
| Al: | Are you saying that this, this show was
staged? |
| Morgan: | Yeah, yeah. Looked so real, didn't it? Oh
God, I'm good. |
| Tim: | Morgan, you've made a mockery of everything
Channel 112 stands for. We're not doing any more shows like this. |
| Al: | Yeah. |
| Morgan: | No. No, no, of course not. We want to stay
fresh. Gotta keep the audience guessing. Eventually we'll do some more of that
building crap you like. [Morgan starts to leave. Tim gets up and follows
him] |
| Tim: | Building crap? Hold on a second. [Morgan & Tim
walk onto the set, followed by Al & Heidi. Two crew members are pulling an
unconscious man off the set] That building crap, that building crap is what
"Tool Time" has been about for the last ten years. |
| Morgan: | Alright, well now it's about ratings. And
if you're now comfortable with that we can go another way. |
| Tim: | What's that supposed to mean? |
| Morgan: | W-well, it means that we can find a host
that's on the same page that we are. |
| Tim: | Oooo, are you threatening me Morgan? |
| Morgan: | No, no, I'm just clarifying Binford's
position. |
| Tim: | Well, let me clarify my position. You're not
gonna take control of "Tool Time." |
| Heidi: | Yeah, I'm with Tim. |
| Al: | Yeah, you tell him Tim. |
| Tim: | That's right. If I have to I'll just go above
you. I'll talk to Bud. |
| Morgan: | Hmm, alright, well, you can talk to Bud all
you want. |
| Tim: | I'm going to. |
| Morgan: | Well, do. It's not gonna do you much
good. |
| Tim: | Sure it will. |
| Morgan: | Well he's no longer with the
company. |
| Al: | What?! [Morgan starts to walk off] |
| Tim: | Hold on a second. Bud wouldn't leave "Tool
Time" without letting me know. |
| Morgan: | Let's see. He left, you didn't know about
it, I guess he would leave without telling you. |
| Tim: | Well as far as supervising "Tool Time" is
concerned, who's above you now? |
| Morgan: | God... |
| Tim: | Well look, if you're gonna turn this show into
a three ring circus, I might just quit. |
| Morgan: | Sorry to lose you. You were a good man.
[Morgan leaves. Tim, Al & Heidi are left speechless] |
| | |
| [Commercial break] |
|---|
| | |
| Cut to the kitchen. |
|---|
| [Tim enters from the garage. Jill is about to leave for her
meeting with Dr. Hanover] |
| | |
| Tim: | Jill, we've got to talk. |
| Jill: | No honey, I can't. I've gotta go to this
meeting with Dr. Hanover. |
| Tim: | This is very important, honey. |
| Jill: | Well O.K., so what is it? Like Morgan, he
wants you do to another cheesy "Tool Time" and you don't want to do it,
right? |
| Tim: | No, he wants all "Tool Time's" to be cheesy.
That's why tomorrow's my last show cuz I quit. |
| Jill: | You quit? You quit the show? |
| Tim: | He pushed me too far. Today's show was one of
those shock TV shows like Jerry Springer. Tomorrow he wants me to start an
electrical fire! I intentionally start fires, I lose all credibility. |
| Jill: | Well, I think, why don't you just talk to
Bud? |
| Tim: | Bud left the company. Put Morgan in charge,
he's completely insane. Al and Heidi quit right after I did. |
| Jill: | Oh my God... Then this is for real. |
| Tim: | Darn right it's for real. We figure we owe it
to our fans to do one more show. But after tomorrow's show, I'm done. |
| Jill: | I am so sorry. Are you O.K? |
| Tim: | No I'm not O.K. It's ten years of my life; I
loved that show. I just hope I can land on my feet. |
| Jill: | What are we gonna do for money? |
| Tim: | We've got some in savings. |
| Jill: | Yeah. |
| Tim: | I can put in more time at the hardware
store. |
| Jill: | That's a way to spend money. |
| Tim: | I'll buy a garage and start a classic car
shop. |
| Jill: | You can't start a business from scratch.
There's gonna be experts out there that have been doing it for years. It could
take forever to turn a profit, or, y'know, you could just be a complete failure
right out of the box. |
| Tim: | You're gonna make a great therapist. |
| | |
| Cut to Dr. Hanover's office. |
|---|
| [Jill enters. Dr. Hanover is by his desk, looking at a
book] |
| | |
| Dr. Hanover: | Oh hi Jill. Come on in. |
| Jill: | Hi, um, when your secretary called [Jill &
Dr. Hanover shake hands] she wouldn't tell me what this meeting was
about. |
| Dr. Hanover: | Oh, that's because she doesn't know.
If I tell her anything involving a woman, she thinks I'm having an
affair. |
| Jill: | Oh. [Jill & Dr. Hanover laugh] Oh, that's
ridiculous. [Dr. Hanover looks at Jill] Well, not that any woman wouldn't want
to have an affair with you, it's just, y'know, -- |
| Dr. Hanover: | Sit down, sit down. [Jill sits down.
Dr. Hanover shuts his office door] Jill, I called you in to tell you that I
have recommended you for a job. |
| Jill: | You, you did, me? |
| Dr. Hanover: | Do you remember our guest lecturer Dr.
Ted Lee? [Dr. Hanover sits down behind his desk] |
| Jill: | Yes I do. He wrote that great book on family
counselling. |
| Dr. Hanover: | Yeah. Well, he just opened a family
clinic and he wants you to work for him in his adolescent development program.
[Dr. Hanover hands Jill the clinic brochure] |
| Jill: | This is unbelievable. He wants me. |
| Dr. Hanover: | Well, he liked the idea of hiring a
post graduate student and, er, he wanted someone with life
experience. |
| Jill: | This is so great. You can't imagine how good
the timing is. I-- |
| Dr. Hanover: | --well, there, there is, er, one thing
that you should know-- |
| Jill: | --how much money will I be making? |
| Dr. Hanover: | Excuse me? |
| Jill: | Cash, dollars, how much will I be pulling
down? |
| Dr. Hanover: | Jill, people don't usually take these
entry level jobs for the money. |
| Jill: | Oh, oh, of course not. But I might eventually
make, er, say what you make? |
| Dr. Hanover: | People don't take my job for the
money. |
| Jill: | Look, I'm sorry. I just, um. My husband lost
his job today so I'm just a little concerned about our financial
situation. |
| Dr. Hanover: | Ah, er, I'm so sorry. I, well I,
y'know, I don't know exactly what the salary would be but I'm sure it won't be
enough to support a family of five. |
| Jill: | [Disappointed] Oh. Well, that's O.K. Y'know,
I'm confident that Tim will be able to get another job. And this is a really
wonderful opportunity. Thank you so much. [Jill stands up to leave] |
| Dr. Hanover: | Oh, you're very welcome. But what I'm
trying to tell you is that, er, Dr. Lee's clinic is in Indiana. You'd have to
move. |
| Jill: | [Jill sits down again] Move? |
| Dr. Hanover: | Before you ask me what it costs to
rent a U-Haul, I don't know! [Jill smiles] |
| | |
| Cut to the living room. |
|---|
| [Tim is talking on the phone] |
| | |
| Tim: | Sparky, that's great news... Yeah, yeah. I'll
call you back. Thanks. [Tim hangs up the phone. Jill enters through the front
door] Yes! Jill, you're not gonna believe this. Sparky found a vacant spot on
Woodward that'd be perfect for a classic car shop. |
| Jill: | Well, I have another location in mind. How
about opening a shop in Indiana? |
| Tim: | [Tim laughs] Indiana wants me. Lord, I can't
go back there. |
| Jill: | Honey, um, a very prestigious colleague of
Dr. Hanover has offered me a job in his family clinic in Bloomington. |
| Tim: | Must be a pretty screwed-up family if they
have their own clinic! |
| Jill: | This is really an incredible opportunity for
me. This man is amazing. |
| Tim: | You're serious about moving to
Indiana? |
| Jill: | Yeah, well, I, I don't know. I mean I just, I want
to consider it. |
| Tim: | What are they offering you,
ballpark? |
| Jill: | Well, I, it's not much. But it, there's
potential for more later-- |
| Tim: | --honey, honey. We're not moving to Indiana
based on potential, O.K? |
| Jill: | Well, you're, you're not even gonna discuss
this? |
| Tim: | What's to discuss; we live here. I mean, my
mom is here, my brothers are here. My mechanics are here. |
| Jill: | So we're just gonna throw my career out the
door because you don't want a stranger to change your oil? |
| Tim: | Give me some credit. There's more to it than
that. How am I gonna follow the Lions, er, the Red Wings, the
Pistons? |
| Jill: | Buy a paper. |
| Tim: | I don't wanna read. I'm not leaving this
house. I built this house and I'm not moving because you, you, you decide on a
whim to, to go to Hooserville. |
| Jill: | It's not a whim. And I didn't say I want to
move, I just, y'know, I want to discuss it. |
| Tim: | O.K., let's discuss it. We're not
moving! |
| Jill: | I can't believe this. For twenty years my
whole life has revolved around your career and I finally have an opportunity to
start my own, and, and you don't even have one. |
| Tim: | That's a low blow. |
| Jill: | It could get lower. |
| | |
| Cut to the backyard. |
|---|
| [Wilson is washing some rocks in a bucket. Tim enters] |
| | |
| Tim: | Hey Wilson. [Tim sits down on a garden
chair] |
| Wilson: | Well, hi-ho Tim. |
| Tim: | What're you doing? |
| Wilson: | Just hosing off my rocks. |
| Tim: | If your shower's broken you can use
ours. |
| Wilson: | No, no, no, no, Tim. I'm washing the rocks
that I gathered on my hiking trip to Whitefish Point. So, what's going on with
you? |
| Tim: | Well, for starters I quit my job. |
| Wilson: | Tim, you quit "Tool Time" after ten
years? |
| Tim: | They were making too many changes, Wilson. I
just, I just had to let it go. |
| Wilson: | Well I am sorry to hear that. |
| Tim: | It gets worse. I told Jill I quit and she
told me she wants to move to Indiana. |
| Wilson: | Jill is leaving you because to lost your
job? |
| Tim: | No, no, no. She was offered a position in
Bloomington. |
| Wilson: | Ohhh. And I'm gathering that you didn't
take too kindly to that. |
| Tim: | I didn't even want to discuss it. Y'know,
abandon my mom and my brothers, uproot my boys in a critical time in their
development. |
| Wilson: | You don't want to leave your
mechanics. |
| Tim: | [Tim stands up] It's not just my mechanics.
Y'know, it's Barry Sanders, and Grant Hill, and the river front, and Polish
food, and, and, and my barber, and... It's change, it's big change. |
| Wilson: | Well, change is often difficult for
everybody, Tim. But on the other hand, if you are gonna leave "Tool Time," this
might be a good time for you to support Jill. |
| Tim: | The truth is my family's always been based
around me and my career. I never really thought about what would happen if,
y'know... |
| Wilson: | You never thought you'd be making the same
sacrifices for Jill as she did for you. |
| Tim: | [Grunts] Yeah, that's right, yeah. |
| Wilson: | Y'know Tim, these are perfectly normal
feelings you're having. Traditionally the male is the leader of the family.
It's very difficult for him to give up that position to the female. |
| Tim: | Ugh. There's a nasty thought. Me in
hair-curlers, a little muumuu, walking around the house... Do you think we
should make the move? |
| Wilson: | I would never want to lose you as a
neighbor. But you and Jill have to do what's best for you two. |
| Tim: | Yeah, we do. |
| Wilson: | Yes you do. Well, I guess I'd better get
back to hosing off my rocks. |
| Tim: | Yeah, and I'd better get back inside and try
to save mine. |
| | |
| Cut to the kitchen. |
|---|
| [Tim, Brad & Mark are having pizza] |
| | |
| Brad: | I don't wanna go to Indiana. |
| Mark: | Me either. |
| Brad: | Neither will Randy. Have you even talked to
him about it? |
| Tim: | Not yet. I don't think he wants to leave Costa
Rica. [Tim and the boys go over to the table. Brad & Mark sit down] I think
some tribe found out he had a flashlight and turned him into a god. |
| Mark: | Y'know, I can't think of one good thing about
Indiana. [Tim sits down] |
| Brad: | They have a town named "French
Lick." |
| Mark: | Will it be easy for you to just pick up and
leave Detroit? |
| Tim: | No, it wasn't easy for me to quit "Tool Time"
but I did that. |
| Brad: | Yeah, just when it was starting to get
good. |
| Tim: | Women were body-slamming each other. |
| Brad: | Like I said! |
| Tim: | The most important thing about a move to
Indiana would be for your mom. She's worked really hard on this new career. And
this is a really good opportunity for her. |
| Brad: | I don't know, Dad. |
| Tim: | I just want you to consider it. [Jill comes
downstairs] |
| Jill: | What's going on guys? |
| Tim: | We were just talking about Indiana. |
| Jill: | Save yourself the trouble, It's just stupid.
I don't know what I was thinking. I'm not gonna drag you guys anywhere you
don't wanna go. [Tim looks at Brad] |
| Brad: | Actually, moving might not be that big of a
deal. I mean, I figure I'll probably be at UCLA most of the year. |
| Mark: | I-I'm changing schools anyway. It'd be a
chance to meet all new girls! |
| Jill: | What about you? |
| Tim: | Oh, I already have a girl! [Tim stands up and
goes over to Jill] And if she's gotta go to Indiana for a job, I'm willing to put
on a muumuu and curlers for her. |
| Jill: | So, does this mean you're willing to discuss
it now? |
| Tim: | Don't need to. We're going. |
| Brad: | Yeah. |
| | |
| Cut to the living room, the next
morning. |
|---|
| [Brad & Mark are getting ready for school. Jill is having
breakfast. Tim comes downstairs] |
| | |
| Tim: | Hey Brad, don't forget my car's in the shop.
So I'm gonna take your car and drop you guys off at school. |
| Brad: | Wait, what makes you think you can just take my
car just like that? |
| Tim: | Because I paid for half of it, just like that.
[Brad tosses Tim the keys] |
| Jill: | Oh, don't forget your lunches,
boys. |
| Mark: | Mom, we, er, haven't taken our lunches to
school since the fifth grade. |
| Jill: | Hello, I don't know what I was thinking. Kind
of distracted. Have a great day at school. |
| Tim: | Hey. [Tim throws the car keys to Brad] Wait
for me outside. [Brad & Mark go into the garage] |
| Jill: | So, looks like we're gonna do this, move to
Indiana. |
| Tim: | Yeah. You having second thoughts at all? |
| Jill: | No. You? |
| Tim: | No. No. |
| Jill: | I guess I'll feel better, y'know, when I make
this call to Dr. Lee. Tell him I've decided to come. |
| Tim: | Yeah, I think you will. |
| Jill: | So, have a great "Tool Time" grand finale.
[Jill & Tim kiss] |
| Tim: | It's gonna be really emotional. |
| Jill: | Yeah, I know. You have enough
Kleenex? |
| Tim: | If not, I'm sure we have extra gauze. [Tim
goes into the garage. Jill picks up the phone. Jill reminisces about all the
good times they've had in the house] |
| | |
| Flashback to [3.20] It Was the Best of Tims, It
Was the Worst of Tims |
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| [Tim is wrestling with the boys] |
| | |
| Randy: | One, two, three. You're pinned. [Randy punches Tim's shoulder] |
| Mark: | You lose! |
| [Randy lets go of Tim and Tim gets up] |
| Tim: | I am... [Tim pretends to give in] not the second round! |
| [Tim grabs Brad and Randy in a headlock] |
| Brad: | No! |
| Randy: | Ahhhh! Ahhhh! |
| Brad: | Dad! It smells under here! Seriously! |
| Tim: | It's the Tim Taylor Half-smelly Nelson! |
| [Brad starts wafting the air in front of him] |
| Randy: | Yeah, Dad, your pits are the pit! |
| Fade back to Jill, holding the phone... |
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| TO BE CONTINUED... |
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| CREDITS |
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| [Outtake from the first kitchen scene. Tim enters from the
garage] |
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| | |
| Tim: | What a day! Binford's executive schlock-meister
w-w-w... [Tim forgets his line, and goes back into the garage] |
| | |
| [Beep. Cut to the backyard. Tim is talking with
Wilson] |
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| Wilson: | Well, change is difficult for most people
but, on the other hand, if you are gonna leave "Tool Time"... you should go...
[Tim laughs] |
| | |
| [Beep. Cut] |
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| | |
| Wilson: | Well Tim, I understand your fe-- [The
audience starts to laugh] |
| Stage Manager: | Start clear again. |
| | |
| [Beep. Cut] |
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| | |
| Wilson: | Well Tim... [The audience laughs
again] |
| | |
| THE END |
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