Father: C'mon son, we don't have all day!!

Mother: Leave him, he's no help anyway!

Brother: Lazy bum!!

{The Ace Of Spades turns over in his bed upon hearing these voices in his sleep.  They keep replaying over and over in his head and Ace keeps tossing and turning.  When he is face down on his bed, he stops movie}

::Dream Sequence Begins::

{Four people are in the backyard of a medium sized home in Upstate New York.  Three of them are trying to tear down a deck, and one of them is fiddling around with toys.  The three working on the deck look aggravated, the one with the toys looks relaxed.}

Lou (brother): Are you gonna help us tear down this fuckin' deck or not?

Mother: Him help?  He's probably too busy playing with wrestling dolls.

P.J.: HEY!! They aren't dolls they are action figures!!

Father: You are 16 years old dammit!! Stop playing with toys, and help us!

P.J.:  I'm not playing, I'm collecting, and I'm cleaning them, and setting them up for display.  And keep talking like that and I won't help.

Lou: Don't talk to Dad like that.

P.J.: When he talks to me like a person, I'll talk to him like one.  And why the hell are we tearing down a deck in a summer home.  We live in Vegas for God's sake.  In a Hotel/Casino.

Mother: Well one day, we won't be living there at all.  We will only be here, so I want this to look nice.

P.J.: No, you will live here, I'll be in Vegas running the Casino.

Father: HA!!!  Like we would give you the Casino.  Your brother is getting the Casino.

P.J.: I'll make sure that does not happen.  He has never even held a card.  He has never even won a game of Poker.

Lou: Have too!!

P.J.: Have you ever even held the Ace of Spades??  That card alone gives me such power.  That card alone is going to make me something, that card alone will get me the Casino.

Mother: Yeah, you keep living in your dream world, we'll do all the work.  But I'll have you know this; you won't live off of me and your father forever.

P.J.: I'll have you know that I don't intend to.

Father: Get the fuck outta my yard you lazy freeloader.

P.J.: Just wait, one day your are going to need me, and despite all the of the yelling, and all of the times you put me down, I'll still be there for you.  All of you.  And you know why?  Not because I'm the greatest son in the world, not because that's how I was raised.  I'll help because it will eat you up inside that I am helping you and you don't deserve it.

::End Dream Sequence::

{Ace turns onto his back and jumps out of bed.  He is sweating like crazy.}

Ace: Fuckin' flashback dreams.  I need a fuckin' beer.

{Ace gets out of the bed and walks out of his bedroom and heads toward the kitchen.}