[As the Zoltar head opens and closes his mouth, Josh aims the coin ramp at Zoltar, who eats the quarter]
Machine: Zoltar says make your wish.
Josh: I wish I were big.
[Machine produces a card]
Card: Your wish is granted.
Josh then goes to find his family. As a cold wind blows, Josh sees the Zoltar machine was unplugged all along, giving him the creeps
Josh has supposedly disappeared. The Baskin residence is covered by squad cars and neighbors have gathered to see the hoopla
Policeman: This is one of the oddest missing child cases. His mother is all hysterical; cannot get a word out of her. No sign of forced entry, no ransom note and the only fingerprints we found all belonged to the Baskin family.
Kid #1: Bet he got sick of his parents and ran away. Wish I could do that.
Kid #2: I will help you pack.
Josh: I want a listing of all amusement arcades and carnivals in the tri-state area.
Clerk: Consumer Affairs, down the hall.
Bureaucrat: Fill this out in triplicate, five dollar processing charge.
Billy: See, no problem.
Bureaucrat: Standard six-week wait with backlog.
Billy and Josh: [in unison] Six weeks??!
Bureaucrat: Could take longer, but hey, you could get lucky.
Outside. Josh is sitting on steps staring into space
Josh: I am going to be 30 years old for the rest of my life.
Billy: Come on Josh, it is only for six weeks. Besides, you may be even older that that! ha ha!
Josh is making application for a job
Josh: Social security number?
Billy fills it out
Josh: What was that?
Billy: My locker combination.
Receptionist: Mr. Baskin?
Billy: Remember, Josh, eye contact!
Receptionist: Your son will have to wait out here.
Josh: Certainly. OK son, you heard the lady. Don't give anyone a hard time.
Billy: Sure thing, "Dad".
Josh and Billy laugh at their private joke to the odd look of the receptionist
MacMillian employee is looking over Josh's job application while pen-clicking
Office worker: It says you have four years of experience in computers, good. But you are missing a couple of numbers on the social security.
Josh: Uh, um, twelve.
Office worker: OK, 1-2. Office worker puts in numbers Where did you go to school?
Josh: Hmmm, it was called George Washington.
Office worker: Oh, G.W! My brother-in-law got his doctorate there. Did you pledge?
Josh: Yes, every morning.
Billy: So you got a job, where you play with all these toys.
Billy: And they're gonna pay you for that?
Paul: Have you tried Mattel?
Paul: Well, how about Coleco?
Susan: Yes, as well as Fisher Price and Worlds of Wonder. None of these places reported ever having a Josh Baskin on their payroll.
Paul: Well, he's got to come from somewhere. The guy just does not come into the executive offices out of the blue.
Susan: Face it Paul, the man comes from data processing.
Paul: It's a mystery.
[Susan pours milk into her coffee. She has not seen the reverse side, which has a picture of the young Josh]
Milk Carton: MISSING: JOSHUA BASKIN
Josh: I'm much better at video hockey.
Paul: That's not a sport.
Josh: It requires hand and eye coordination.
Paul: It's not a sport if you don't sweat.
Josh: What about golf? It's a sport and you don't sweat.
Paul: It's not a sport if you let a machine do all the work.
Josh: What about car racing?
Paul: Shut up, Baskin.
Scotty Brennen: See that girl over there in the red? Say "hi" to her and she's yours. She'll have her legs around you so tight you'll be begging for mercy.
Josh: Well, I'll stay away from her, then.
Susan: I'm not so sure we should do this.
Josh: Do what?
Susan: Well, I like you, and I want to spend the night with you.
Josh: Do you mean sleep over?
Susan: Well, yeah.
Josh: Well, okay, but I get to be on top.
Josh: Will you please leave? I got a deadline to meet. Gosh.
Billy: Who the fuck do you think you are ?
Billy: You're Josh Baskin, remember? You broke your arm on my roof! You hid in MY basement when Robert Dyson was about to rip your head off!
Josh: You don't get it, do you? This is important!
Billy: I'm your best friend. What's more important than that, huh? [Turns to leave] And I'm three months older than you are, ASSHOLE!
Mrs. Baskin: [on the phone] You have my son?
Mrs. Baskin: Look, if you touch one hair on his head, I swear I will spend the rest of my life making sure you suffer.
Josh: Wow, thanks.
Paul: What is so special about Baskin?
Susan: He's a grown up.
Billy: There. Sea Point Park!
Billy: See you around.
Later, Josh has run out of a business meeting
Josh: Taxi! Sea Point Park, please.
Billy is on street
Billy: Sea Point Park? Way to go, Josh!
Susan tries to follow Josh but runs into Billy
Susan: You know Josh?
Billy: Yes, I am his friend.
Susan: I am...his girlfriend.
Billy looks amazed seeing a full-grown woman who has boobs is his best friend's girl