- Okay, all you have to do is keep the steering wheel
straight, and you'll-- - Like that?
- Um, let's try again. Just keep the wheel straight. Okay, one more time. The road is straight,
so keep the wheel straight. <i> [tires screech]</i> Leni, you have
to stay on the road! - But what's the point? We're not going anywhere fun! - Sure we are!
We're going to, uh, the mall! - [gasps]
Why didn't you say so? <i> - Game on!</i> [engine revving] - Whoa! Go, Leni! <i> [beeping]</i> - Move it, slowpoke!
Mama needs a new driving dress! <i> [electronic music]</i> - That was incredible! - Out of my way, granny! - Easy there,
Fast and Furious. - But I have to get
to the mall! - The mall can wait. You've got a driving test
to pass. <i> [rock music]</i> Go, Leni, go!
Go, Leni, go! Wait!
The bus stop is that way! Go, Leni, go!
Go, Leni, go! - Did you pass? - No, she did not. She did, however, refuse to obey
the speed limit, fail to use her turn signals,
and she redirected the test vehicle
toward the mall, where she proceeded
to hip-check and tackle Mrs. Jelinski! - [muffled shouting] - It's not fair! When I did all that
in the game, I won! You guys need
to get your rules straight! [siren wailing] - [sighs]
- Lincoln, Lincoln, Lincoln. That's your plan--
teaching Leni to drive? She can't even
drive a lawn mower. - [screams]
Make it stop! [screams] - Trust me, you're gonna fail--
you and Leni both. Now, where's Lynn?
She owes me a pedicure. - This isn't over yet. Hey, Leni.
What are you doing? - Going back
to making Lori's bed. - Nice craftsmanship! But you can't give up
on driving. It was my fault
you didn't pass the test. - Maybe I'm just not meant
to be behind the spinny thingy. You know?
- No! See, my video-game approach
was all wrong. Let me try
a different method. Okay, lesson one--
preparing to drive. - Ah, you're teaching Lenny
to drive? Score! Can I help? I'm sick of sanding
Lori's calluses. Ugh, barf.
- Thanks, Lynn! - Me too.
[both scream] - I can't write another poem
for Bobby. I've run out of words
that rhyme with "babe." - [chuckles nervously]
Thanks, Lucy. - I can help!
I can help! - Me, me, me, me! - I can be of assistance. - All right, guys.
We need to set it up like a real car. [indistinct chatter] Thanks, guys! Luna's bass drum is the brake. And Luan's whoopee cushion
is the accelerator. [imitated flatulence] - "Accelerator"?
Don't you mean "gas"? [giggles]
Get it? - This golf club's
the gear shift. The wreath
is the steering wheel. Car horn, turn signal... and, oh, these keys are, well, the keys. Got all that? - Sure.
all: Great! - Okay, first, fasten
your seat belt. - That was easy. - Next, check your mirrors. - Why?
Do I look bad? - No, no, no, no.
I meant-- - Stop the car! I can't drive
in this hideous condition! [all groan] That's better! - [sighs]
Lesson 12-- avoiding road hazards. There's a squirrel in the road.
What do you do? - [imitates squirrel
chattering] - [screams] - Use your turn signal.
[beats drum] No, that's the brake.
[imitated flatulence] No, that's the gas.
[slap lands] No, that's my face!
This, this is the turn signal! - Oh, you mean
the blinky-blink? - The blinky-blink? - Yeah, it's right by
the spinny thingy. - The spinny-- [gasps]
That's the problem! I haven't been
speaking Leni. - There's a country
named after me? - No, I mean I haven't been
using words you understand. Let me try again. Use the blinky-blink. Good!
Now turn left. I mean turn
to your good side. Now we're getting somewhere! Hey, crew, we're gonna need
some new car parts. - [squeals] - This is brake pedal. What does
the brake pedal do? White shoes after Labor Day!
- Ew, stop! - Exactly. - I "gas" you won't
be needing this. [imitated flatulence]
[giggles] - [growls]
- This is the gas pedal. What does the gas pedal do? Boots from the '60s. - Go-go!
- Yes! Leni, I think you're ready
for the next level. Remember
what we practiced, Leni. - Go-go boot!
[engine revs] White shoe!
[squirrel chips] [sighs]
Go-go boot! - Whoa!
- Watch out! - Good side! - She's doing it!
Yeah, nice job, Leni! - I'm doing it!
