Griswolds are one hell
of a family, huh?
Don't get too much sun, now. Watch out!
It's beautiful!
It's just beautiful!
Oh, darling!
AUDREY: We made it!
ELLEN: You did it, Clark. Sparky...
CLARK: We're the first ones here!
We're the first ones here!
ELLEN: But we're so far away, Clark.
At the end of the day, when the lot's full...
...and everyone's fighting to get out...
...we'll be the first ones out, too!
CLARK: Why?
Because we're the Griswolds!
Come on, I'll race you!
MARTY MOOSE: Sorry, folks.
We're closed for two weeks...
... to clean and repalrAmerlca's favorlte famlly fun park!
Sorry!
Clark! What are you doing?
We watch his program.
We buy his toys. We go to his movies!
He owes us!
Doesrt he owe us?
He owes the Griswolds, right?
Fucking-A right, he owes us!
Clark, you're scaring me!
Don't be scared!
I just think someone owes us
an explanation, that's all!
Come on.
ELLEN: Clark, now just a minute!
Honey, will you check the mileage, please?
ELLEN: Where are you going?
I'll be right back.
CLARK: I'm just going to get
some sporting goods.
ELLEN: Clark, will you listen to me?
Let's just find a hotel.
I'll have my parents wire us money.
We'll fly home and forget
this vacation ever happened.
Relax. I told you I'm not angry anymore.
I'm in complete control.
They can't be repairing every ride
at the same time!
I think they owe us an explanation
and a little fun.
Whatever happens, just trust me.
CLARK: Will you just trust me?
Sorry, folks, the park's closed.
The moose out front should have told you.
Yes, we're here to see Mr. Roy Walley.
What is your name, sir?
CLARK: Clark W. Griswold.
What is this regarding, Mr. Griswold?
It's a public... business...
summer inspection...
Personal matter.
Well, nobody notified this office
of anything!
Well, I'm notifying you.
LASKY: I'll need more than that, sir.
CLARK: Okay.
How's this?
Clark...
Have you lost your mind?
Where did you get that?
At the sporting goods store.
You listen to me, fat ass.
You do what I say and there won't
be any problems, okay?
We drove 2,460 miles,
just for a little Roy Walley entertainment.
The Moose says you're closed.
I say you're open.
We're not really violent people.
This is our first gun.
No, it isn't.
What's going on here?
You! Freeze! Freeze!
CLARK: Sit! Sit!
CLARK: Lie down! Let's go, lie down!
Roll over!
CLARK: Stay!
Okay! Let's ride! Let's ride! Come on!
CLARK: Stay!
LASKY: This is scary, isn't it?
You boys and girls make sure...
...you keep your hands
on the handlebars at all times.
We don't want any accidents!
Is that a real gun, Mom?
I don't know. But when this is all over...
...your father may be going away
for a little while.
Boy, I sure am bushed!
Have you had enough yet, sir?
What do you mean "bushed?"
Where are the big rides? The big ones?
CLARK: Let's go. Get in the front.
Come on.
Has your father ever killed anyone before?
Just a dog.
Oh, and my Aunt Edna.
Hey! You can't prove that, Rusty.
Rusty? May I call you Rusty?
I had a bad experience
on this ride once before.
What happened?
I threw up.
Don't do that again!
ELLEN: Oh, shit!
CLARK: Goodie, goodie, goodie!
Loop-D-Loop!
Come on, get in there. Let's go.
LASKY: Please, don't push!
CLARK: Come on, Audrey.
Isn't this fun, honey?
That's not a real gun, is it, Clark?
What? Are you kidding?
This is a Magnum P. I!
It's a BB gun!
Don't try me. I could put an eye out
with this.
You couldn't break the skin with that.
It could! It could break the skin.
It could lodge under the skin
and cause a bad infection.
That's an old wives' tale, Clark! I'm telling.
Clark!
See, I told you! I warned you!
If you wrecked these pants,
you'll pay for them!
Yeah, I'll pay for 'em. You'll pay for 'em.
LASKY: Why did you shoot me?
CLARK: It's a BB gun! I told you so!
LASKY: It hurt!
CLARK: What do you want?
LASKY: Why did you shoot me?
CLARK: You tried to run away!
LASKY: I wasrt going