JUSTIN: Everyone is defined by what they do.
Raja prays.
Subhaana rabbiyal 'Alaa.
My sister texts,
and my mom... moms.
Made you an omelet.
I said I just wanted toast.
You're 16. You don't know what you want.
What's the Lot?
None of your business, butt munch.
It is an undisclosed location
where all the cool kids hang out.
What? How do you know?
Some senior boy mistakenly put a note in my locker
saying he would make out with me there.
Thank you.
Oh, wait.
As for my dad...
Well, I've never really
been surewhat my dad does.
Oh, man, those babies are gonna look good
on the flag football field.
Oh, yeah.
He's some kind of middle manager at a big company.
Tolchuck!
Hey, Bo. What's up?
Bad news from coorate.
We're going to have to make some layoffs around here.
Trim some of the fat. Oh, yeah.
I want you to take care of it.
Me? Yes, sir.
You need to let go of Fergusen, Ray and Potter.
But, uh, do it nicely.
That Fergusen gives me a Unomber vibe.
Well, the thing is, uh, I've actually
never fired anyone before.
A virgin, huh?
All right, it's easy.
You just sit them down and you say,
"You see, insert employee name, in today's economy..."
Wait.
You get the picture.
You see, uh... Fergusen,
in today's economy,
it is sometimes necessary
to make some tough...
decisions?
And the true measure
of a man is in the darkest of times.
Because life is like a rolling river, Potter.
It's our job to just ride that current,
hold on tight.
Well, I can't say that it was pleasant,
but it's done.
And if they were going to hear it,
I'm glad they heard it from someone who cares.
Great work.
You see, Gary Tolchuck,
in today's economy, it's sometimes
necessary to make some tough decisions.
This, Gary, is one of those times.
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Bye-bye.
Oh, there you are.
I just got off the phone with Suzanne Potter.
You had to fire her husband?
Unfortunately, yeah.
Oh, that is so terrible.
Yeah, um, in fact, he's not the only one, Franny.
You see, corporate is cutting back...
I just cannot imagine what Suzanne is going through.
I mean, they have twkids close to college.
Not that they're exactly college material,
but they're sweet kids.
Despite their size.
Yeah, well, the thing is...
We are so lucky you're such
a star at work.
I mean, to be out there looking for a job
at Rick's age...
Oh, I don't even want to think about it.
Maybe it was a matter of pride,
or maybe he just didn't want to upset my mom,
but for whatever reason...
We're lucky.
...my dad decided to keep what happened to himself.
But he couldn't disguise his stress.
Justin, finish that.
That's perfectly good fat.
Use every part of the buffalo, right, Raja?
Gare. What?
That's an Indian saying.
Not that kind of Indian, Dad. Feather, not dot.
Claire. RAJA: It is okay.
Also I am not Indian.
Feather dot.
Justin, for God's sake, eat your fat.
I'm sick of the way this family
just flushes money down the toilet.
You may think my dad is using a metaphor here.
He's not.
I don'see what else we can do here.
(money plops, toilet flushes)
A few weeks ago, Claire's gum fell into my mom's purse
which got stuck to some bills.
I think it's high time we teach
our children the value of a dollar.
You could feed seven families
with that little hunk of fat.
Maybe it was all the fat I had just eaten, but as soon
as my dad started griping out money,
my eyes glazed over
and I stopped listening to a word he said.
The next day, unemployed for the first time in 20 years,
my dad did the only thing he knew how to do.
Bye, hon.
He pretended to go to work.
Unlike the rest of us,
Raja actually took my dad's lecture
about financial responsibility to heart.
Excuse me, sir.
I would like to inquire about a job.
Whoa.
Yarny.
Can I help you?
To the untrained eye, Mr. Patel and Raja
could've been from the same country.
But Mr. Patel Ind
and Raja is Pakistani.
And apparently there's some serious beef
between those two countries.
Raja tried to explain it to me once.
The partition of India and Pakistan came to be in 1947...
Much like when my dad talks about money,
I didn't really absorb much of it.
Luckily, in the spirit of commerce,
they were able to put their differens behind them.
You're hired.
Oh, thank you, sir. (chuckles)
And if you steal from me
I'll cut your sneaky Pakistani fingers off.
Welcome aboard. Thank you.
So, Gare, how was work?
Okay. Yeah.
Swamped with paperwork on this, uh...
Salt-- Saltington account.
Don't really want to talk about it, though.
Hmm.
I would like to share some good news.
I got a job.
Starting tomorrow, I will be working
at the convenience store. CLAIRE: Seriously?
Isn't that a little cliché?
I want to help contribute to the Tolchuck household.
And thus, half my salary, I will be giving to you.
Raja, that's very sweet, but it's really unnecessary.
Hon, it sounds like he really wants to.
If Raja says
he wants to hand over s whole salary,
so be it.
No, actually, I meant to say "half."
I thought I said "half."
Point is, you're setting a fine example.
Teenagers should learn the value of a dollar.
In fact,
I think all the kids should get jobs.
Claire...
grab the help wanteds from the newspaper.
But then, a miracle occurred.
Gary, they're teenagers.
School is their job.
Raja gets straight A's,
but Claire really needs to get that History grade up
and Justin, he needs work on his Physics...
Yeah.
...social skills.
What?
All right, fine.
But the minute those grades go up,
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I can't believe Raja's at work.
Dude, it sliced right through that can
I thought we were going to study for the Physics test?
Can't. Got to keep my grades down
or my dad's going to make me get a job.
Raja must be so bored at that lame store.
Totally.
If it ever gets broken, dull, damaged, even if it's...
We should go visit him. Yeah.
Are we in the right place?
My sister's here.
Everybody's here.
We're at the Lot, you ho. Where are you?
We found the Lot.
Here it was. I couldn't believe it.
I felt like Columbus if he'd come to a new land
and discovered a convenience store.
(sloshing)
I do not know what this is, but I believe it has a tail.
Oh, you are a zoologist now?
It's a strawberry.
Hi, guys.
I didn't know this was the Lot.
It's so cool that you work here.
This place rocks.
(loudly): Yes, it does.
(hushed): Eat only what is packaged.
Hey, East Facer,
I'm not paying you to chitty chat.
Now take these old donuts, throw them out.
Sure thing, boss.
And that's when genius struck.
My way in with the other kids at the Lot.
Hey, you know what?
Why don't you let me just take those for you.
Oh.
There's one thing every teenager wants:
free food.
Who wants donuts?
Hey, yeah, I'll take a donut.
Do you have any withprinkles?
And as if that wasn't great enough...
BOY: Hey, Donut Guy.
Over here.
Yeah. Coming. Okay.
"Donut Guy."
It was the nicest nickname I'd ever had.
Hey, Claire.
Look, I don't know how you got here
or why you're allowed to stay,
but keep to yourself.
Okeydoke.
re, donut? BOY: Hey, Donut Guy!
Yep. I loved the Lot.
But while I found my calling,
my dad was still searching for his.
Gotta fly.
To my dad's credit,
in between lying to my mom,
he was also trying really hard to get a new job.
Can you tell me what you did at your old job?
Well, I, uh...
He had worked at the company for so long,
and his job had shifted so many times,
that even he wasn't sure
what his responsibilities were anymore.
I was a manager.
So you're experienced in supervising and training?
Oh, yes.
Supervising, training, um... overseeing,
observing,
watching, seeing.
How many people did you supervise?
Oh, just me.
Uh...
I did supervised one guy once.
Todd. Good guy.
Yeah, he's down there as a reference.
After meeting with the headhunter,
my dad was so concerned about money,
he almost forgot he was pretending to be successful.
No, uh-uh.
No, I insist.
Don't pay!
Almost.
Raja, you might not know this,
but, um, I take every Saturday off.
Loll about with the wife, that sort of thing.
Anyway, this weekend I am putting you in charge.
Really?
Oh, thank you, Mr. Patel.
As Mr. Patel handed Raja the front door key,
I think it was a healing moment for both of them.
There was no India versus Pakistan in this store,
there were only two people
united in selling convenient items.
I'm not there yet.
Oh.
Randy, hug Raja.
Oh...
So, I had lunch today with Suzanne Potter.
Ohthat's who that was.
I mean, that's who you had lunch with today
while I was at work...
in my office, at my job.
Anywho, she is a mess.
I mean, things are not right with them.
First, the shake up at work,
and now they're sleeping in separate beds.
Oh, I tell you,
my heart really goes out to them.
Well, of course it did.
I mean, you have no idea
how hard it is out there, Franny.
For Rick.
I mean, he's got very few transferable skills.
His pay scale's way too high to get again.
I mean, he's getting older.
You know, he still looks good,
but that's not going to help get him a decent job!
Not in this market! Gare...
relax.
Rick already got a new job,
with a pay raise.
Suzanne wasn't too torn up to keep that to herself.
What?!
That moron?
He's completely useless.
I am sorry, Chad, but you have to be 21 to purchase this.
Oh, I have ID.
You are in my American History class.
Now if you remember, Chad, the selling of alcohol to minors
was outlawed early in this country's history.
Dude, Raja, use your eyes-- the plastic says I'm 27.
It also says that your name is "Montana Cross."
Chad is a nickname for Montana.
And it's my middle name!
I am sorry, Chad, but I have reason to believe
that thiID is not real,
and, therefore, I cannot sell you this beer.
(growls)
Even with the mustache you have drawn on,
you do not look 43.
Hey, thanks for bringing your little friend to town,
Donut Hole.
Raja, what are you doing?
Why aren't you selling beer to them?
They are too young, Justin.
Are you trying to be a giant loser?
You're completely defeating the purpose of having a friend
who works at the convenice store.
Loser?
You know what would make me a loser, Justin, huh?
betray the trust of Mr. Patel.
Oh, my...
Can you go just one night
without having to be Mr. Perfect?
Next in line, please.
I would prefer a customer
who is not rude and hurtful to his friends.
JUSTIN: With few options left, I made o last attempt
to get beer for the cool kids and save the Lot.
This beer is all for you?
Sir, may I ask, are you wearing pants?
Who wants to know?
I cannot sell you this beer.
I do not think that it is for you,
you are inebriated,
and Mr. Patel has a clear policy.
I believe that pants are implied.
(clatters)
Any luck?
Dude, this sucks. Let's go.
♪♪♪
with Raja that next morning.
Claire, would you please ask Raja to pass the juice?
Raja, pass Justin the juice.
Claire, would you please ask Justin
if he is de with his bowl, so that I may rinse it
and put it in the dishwasher?
Justin, Raja, would you please stop being little bitches?
Well, this little bitch is going to eat his breakfast
in the living room.
God, I can't believe Raja had to be so lame last night.
I guess.
I mean, why didn't he just sell the beer?
That's all he had to do.