When we return from commercial, we're greeted by those familiar white-on-black words, and I think it's Pablo who's giving us a little VO action as he tells someone that he doesn't have any money for some show he's going to see that night, and then some other voice (male? female? Annie Lennox during her "Sweet Dreams Are Made of This" phase?) says something about turning tricks on the street, and then the screen fades up and Pablo's sitting on the trunk of some car with a girl that gives new meaning to the term "grrrrrl" and who apparently picked up where Tank Girl left off. They're chatting, and you'd think they were continuing on from the aforementioned VO conversation, but they're not, because Pablo says, "You know I'm gonna be grounded forever and ever and ever and ever and ever --" and that has nothing at all to do with the "tricks" conversation we were just privy to, unless, you know, he might be grounded for turning tricks, but I think it might be more likely that, you know, he might GO TO JAIL. "Oh, whadda you care?" says Lori Petty, Jr. "Like you ever listen to your mother?"
Next, we see Pablo clomping up the steps of a small clapboard house that we can only assume is his "home" (whatever that means, right, Pablo?). P's mom bemusedly chews him out about borrowing her car three hours ago, even though he said it would be an hour. "No, it was not three hours ago," Pablo argues softly. His mom just smiles at him and says, "Eh, you left before three?" Pablo, realizing that it's after six p.m. and that, since he's not Superman, he is unfortunately incapable of reversing the earth's axis, thereby turning back time and getting his ass out of a sling, quietly agrees with his mother: "Okay, it was three hours ago." Pablo's mom is not half as pissed off as I'd be if my slacker son had borrowed my damn car and returned it three hours late. But then, as Hank4 has observed, I should really never have children.
Pablo then tells his mother that he has to go. The hell? He just got back from having the car for two hours longer than he was even supposed to, and now he has to run off again? Where? Does he have a Future Stockbrokers of America meeting he has to attend? I don't think so. Mama Pablo wants to know when he'll be back. He appears to ponder this question. "I'll be back by, like, eleven?" "Eleven? ELEVEN! BWA HA HA HA HA! Oh, that's a good one, Pablo! That's really funny. You're not going ANYWHERE until you clean this entire house from top to bottom. And then, when you're done with that, I want you to change your sister and put her to bed. After that, I want you to SIT RIGHT HERE and finish all of your homework -- right in front of me, mister! -- and then bake me a turkey potpie. When these tasks are complete, if you're not completely SPENT, you may leave the premises. BUT NOT ONE SECOND BEFORE." Okay, so she really says, "Okay, Pablo. Eleven. Today. Not eleven tomorrow." How sad is that? I almost don't have the heart to type it. She has to delineate the difference between eleven o'clock TODAY and eleven o'clock TOMORROW? What, is she insane? Pablo quotes Casanova in a voice-over: "Casanova's last words were, 'I regret nothing.' I think the man's a liar." Oh, man, I'm gonna smack him. Hard. With a pointy stick.