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Poncho: You want to "christen" that freshly-washed car? Bob: It'll be my first time! In the eyes of pigeons, I will become a man. But I don't know how to fly yet, Mr. Poncho. Will you help me? Poncho: Look kid, your father trusted me with your care. I'm responsible for you. Bob: And what greater responsibility could there be than helping me become a man? Poncho: Aim at the balloons carefully. The gun is low on BB's.