stand back.
Don't crowd me.
I'm a living time bomb.
- Okay.
- Hi.
Last name first, first name last.
Anderson. Les Anderson.
Buckle up, son!
It's the real world out here!
Anderson?
I want you to take a long,
hard look at this cup of coffee.
I love my coffee.
It's probably the one
thing I truly cherish...
on this godforsaken
mudball called Earth.
What I'm trying to say...
is that most examiners use a clipboard.
I don't believe in them.
What i do believe in is my cup of coffee.
Now that coffee's hot,
filled right to the brim.
If it spilled on me, it's
probably burn me, huh?
- Speak up, son!
- Yeah, yeah.
- Nobody likes to get burned, do they?
- No.
So it's real simple. You burn me...
you fail.
You don't, you pass.
It's as simple as that.
All right, Anderson.
Let's start off with some light traffic.
Now I want you to get over in that lane.
Now.
Very good, Natalie.
Now, why don't you head
up to the left here?
Let's see how you handle this hill.
Very good.
Anderson, let's pull to a stop...
- right here.
- Here?
What the heck's wrong with him?
Every time I come up this
road there's some idiot kid.
- Come on, you moron!
- What are you waiting for, christmas?
Ought to have a truck
to get that thing moving.
Ha ha!
Okay, Natalie, I'd like you to
stop right next to this car here.
Good.
Now why don't you
parallel park right here?
Very, very, very good!
Anderson, I want you to make
a parallel park right in here.
- In there?
- What am I speaking, greek? In here.
Ha!
Congratulations. Here's your license.
- Please, drive safely.
- Thanks.
- Good morning. How are you?
- Lousy!
I got it! I got it!
Slow down!
You're in luck, Anderson.
The cup...
was empty.
See you on the battlefield
sometime, soldier.
Congratulations. Here's your license.
And please, drive safely.
Mr. Anderson. Just a minute.
Someone wants to speak with you.
Well, Mr. Anderson,
we were able to retrieve...
your test results from the computer.
And I suppose you
already know you failed.
God giveth...
and the D. M. V. taketh away.
You mustn't fuck...
with the department of
vehicles, Mr. Anderson.
We can make your life a living hell.
- Hi!
- Hi, we're home!
Where is everybody?
- Please, we'll keep the plastic on...
- Yeah... no...
- Mom? Dad?
- Yeah, in here. Shh.
Mom? Dad? Hi.
Yeah, hi, sport.
What's the good word?
I have to tell you guys something.
Oh no, you put a dent
in the car already?
What is it, honey?
Um...
- I...
- What?
What?
I'm a free man!
- Wow! Yeah!
- Yes!
- Congratulations.
- Thank you.
So tell me, was it murder? Was it tough?
Not at all, dad.
It was like taking candy from a baby.
Great. Look,
I filled your mom's car up with some gas...
just in case you felt like
taking it for a little spin.
- How sweet.
- Well, dad.
I was kind of thinking about going
to my room and taking a little nap.
- I'm exhausted.
- Honey, what is wrong with you?
- Say "ah"!
- Mom, come on, what could be wrong with me?
- It's the greatest day of my life!
- I know.
So why don't you take advantage
of your father's senility...
- and take my car for a spin?
- Go ahead.
I don't know if you
guys remember or not,
but 16 years of waiting and dreaming...
is a lot of pressure.
And I'm not sure...
that being behind the wheel of a car...
is the right place
for me to be right now.
Hello?
Did you hear that?
You did it, man. How does it feel?
Dean, what's going on?
Hold on a second.
I'm looking for my car keys.
Found them right here,
next to my A. A. A. card.
Great. Now come over and pick us up.
- Uh, I can't.
- Of course, you can.
You can do anything, Les.
You have a license.
What? See that, Dean, my mom's calling.
They're already asking me to run errands.
I have to go. Goodbye!
"Test failed"?
Robert!
Trouble
Trouble
All right, Mercedes! Ha-ha. Yeah!
Well, you know...
lower it, it's ringing.
Come here.
Hello?
Rudy, mom's got brownies in the