Can you name the movie? Yes, National Lampoon's Vacation. Let's revisit the scene, courtesy of IMDB:
That is pretty much the phone call Mac had today with the folks at the Honda dealership, who shall remain nameless for now. They don't have our car even though they swore to us they w
ould have it this past Monday, although we're not supposed to pick up until Friday. They can get us one from Indianapolis, but it would have to be DRIVEN up here, putting a nice 300 miles on it. Ummmm...no. At least we called first. Otherwise, they would have taken Spaulding and put him in the masher (since he's just a lowly city car, after all) and THEN told us all we could drive home was the family truckster. Sigh...
Mac has given them 24 hours to solve this or we take our business elsewhere. Hee - thanks, Clark!
Ed, the car salesman: Wait a minute, I'll get to the bottom of this, we'll find your car. Davenport!
Davenport: Yes, Mr. Ed.
Ed, the car salesman: Where is Mr. Griswold's Sports Wagon?
Davenport: I don't know sir.
Ed, the car salesman: I know what must have happened. It didn't come in. Now I can get you the Sports Wagon; the only problem is that it may take six weeks. I owe it to myself to tell you that if you're taking the whole tribe cross-country, the Wagon Queen Family Truckster is the way to go. You think you hate it now, but just wait until you drive it.
Clark Griswold: Ed, I'm not your average fool. Now I want my super sports wagon now, or I'm gonna take my business elsewhere!
Ed, the car salesman: Davenport! Get Mr. Griswold's car and bring it back here!
[the car is in the process of being smashed. It returns flat, and Clark tries to squat and open the door]
That is pretty much the phone call Mac had today with the folks at the Honda dealership, who shall remain nameless for now. They don't have our car even though they swore to us they w
ould have it this past Monday, although we're not supposed to pick up until Friday. They can get us one from Indianapolis, but it would have to be DRIVEN up here, putting a nice 300 miles on it. Ummmm...no. At least we called first. Otherwise, they would have taken Spaulding and put him in the masher (since he's just a lowly city car, after all) and THEN told us all we could drive home was the family truckster. Sigh...Mac has given them 24 hours to solve this or we take our business elsewhere. Hee - thanks, Clark!
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