[Homeless] Voice testing! Probably to end up on Bakerstreet

[motherlysupport]

Now, hi there... Mundane is it? Mundane, dear I think we might have us a little disagreement on our hands here- see, I have a family to look after and they aren't exactly bright... I'm afraid they just won't be able to cope without me.

So if you could just scoot off on your way and let me get back to my sons, I'll just be leavin' you.

No? Well you look right here, little missy! I will not have any of this abductin' nonsense going on in my life! I will happily inform you that I am not a force to reckon with.

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[motherlysupport]

[... There are two of you now? Just what she needs, more disappointing sons.]

Crushing abandonment? [Her voice is still so sweet] Oncie if you don't remember, you're the one who failed us horribly; I was so heartbroken...

[What was that about a robotic arm? She's raised a brow; she's not exactly interested, but she's got her eye on you, boy.]

[whichwayyoulean]

[They multiply when exposed to the internet]

I didn't- [Well, he did. He knows he did] Okay. I know I messed up. But... but I could have fixed it if you gave me a chance.

What? I did! I really helped her out with it.

[1/2]

[motherlysupport]

You woulda fixed it? How, Oncie? You chopped down all the tees. There's no fixin' that big a mistake.

[2/2]

[motherlysupport]

[Brow raised, tone lowered.] Now listen here, I did not raise you to be a lier!

[whichwayyoulean]

[He was left with the last seed, he wants to tell her. The last seed that, if Ted's words were anything to go by would eventually restore everything. But as usual, though the speech sounds big and brave in his head, it never quite makes it out] I could have found a way.

[That tone instantly makes him flinch and hunch his shoulders] But I'm not lying, Mom. I really did do it.

[motherlysupport]

You need'ta stop lyin' an' stop messin' about with all this inventin' nonsense an' get yourself a real job! Stop sayin' you're gonna make the next big thing, because you're not, y'know.

[She sighs, obviously disappointed.]

I shoulda known you'll never amount to anythin'.

[whichwayyoulean]

I was the president of a trillion dollar company, Mom! That's both a real job, and amounting to something.

[But still, those shoulders hunch a little more]

And I like inventing. I'm really good at it.

[motherlysupport]

And look where it got us all. It doesn't matter what you do unless it all turns out right.

Well, when you invent somethin' that makes me proud and keep it, then I'll reconsider believin'ya.

[whichwayyoulean]

But I didn't know all the trees would- [No. He did know. The Lorax kept TELLING him they would]

Keep what? Your pride or the invention? Because one sure is harder than the other.