Daughter: Dad, can I go to a movie this week with Shannon?
Father: Here. Try this. It's called a book. [Ah, Dad!] Moby Dick. An American classic. [Dad!] Okay. Let me look at the schedule here. Hmm. When are you thinking about going to the movie?
Daughter: Uh, we're thinking about seeing a movie on Wednesday after school.
Father: Well, that's not going to work. You have piano lessons after school and then you have to babysit for the neighbors until 9:00.
Daughter: What about Monday?
Father: Monday's out. You haven't practiced your clarinet at all . . . for an entire month, so you have to catch up on that. And, don't you have an essay due in your English class on Tuesday?
Daughter: Oh, I forgot about that [Yeah], and anyway, I was going to finish that during first period at school. [Great. I've never heard of a three-sentence essay.] So, what about Tuesday?
Father: Uh, you have soccer practice from 4:00 until 5:30, and after that, you have to do your homework.
Daughter: Ah, you can help me with that. Oh, I forgot you don't know how to do geometry. So, can I see the movie on Thursday?
Father: Well, remember the science fair at school is on Friday, right? Is, is your project finished yet?
Daughter: Umm, what about Friday night? I checked the paper, and there's a midnight showing.
Father: Uh-uh. Forget that idea.
Daughter: And Saturday?
Father: Well, you have to do your chores in the morning before noon. [You can help me with that.] Oh no. And then, we have to clean out the garage. You said you'd help. [No, you volunteered me.] Well, that should only take a couple of hours. [Dad, you're ruining my social life.] And then, after that, we can go to the movie.
Father: Yeah, We. Mom and I and you and Shannon.
Daughter: Uh, Dad, actually. We weren't planning on company.
Father: Now, let me check the paper for showtimes. [The movie plays at three oh five, five, seven fifteen, and nine.] You already checked, I see.
Daughter: Yeah. So is it okay? Can I go see the nine O'clock showing?
Father: The five o'clock showing!
Daughter: How about the seven o'clock showing?
Father: And why are you so concerned about the show time?
Daughter: Well, I don't know if I'll get all of my chores and homework done before then.
Father: Sorry, but I want you to get to bed early that night, and so, I can drop you off at the movie theater about 4:30 so you'll have time to get tickets.
Daughter: Uh, Dad. Can I have money for the movie?
Father: Sure, just go into the family bank vault behind secret mirror in the hall and take a few hundred. [Dad!]. Look. I can only spare a few dollars, so you'll have to come up with the rest, okay?
Daughter: Okay. Thanks, Dad.