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What was going on there, huh?
We thought
you were sleeping, Daddy.
How can I sleep with two
Twinkie burglars roaming around?
Can we watch
Dragon Tales, please?
Yeah. Why not, why not?
Which one of these
turns on the TV?
Honey, I think you
just opened the garage.
I'm just planning ahead. I know.
- P-yew! Was that a stinky-dink bug?
- Good job.
Whatever happened
to the good old days...
...when you pulled the knob
and on came the boob tube?
The O'Doyles got
One clicker controls everything.
Makes life a lot easier
for old people like you.
Well, whoop-de-do
for the O'Doyles.
- Tree house?
I don't know. Ask your father.
Ask me what?
Do you think you'll have time
to finish building the tree house ever?
Yeah, Dad. It's kind of been
halfway done for two months now.
All right. I want to, it's just I got a lot
of things going on at work right now.
But as soon as I'm done, I'm on it.
I promise. Hang in there.
Hey, look at Sundance
wrestle his duck.
Oh, no, that's not wrestling.
That's something you shouldn't
know about for another 10 to 30 years.
Ten for you. Thirty for you.
Hey, Michael? I'll see you tonight
at the swim meet?
Swim meet.
- I gotta go to that?
- Yes.
- I'm kidding you. I'll be there. Okay?
- All right. I love you, Michael.
Forever and ever, babe.
Mr. Newman.
Kevin O'Doyle.
Yeah. Always a pleasure.
What kind of stereo you got
in that blue piece of sh*t?
You know what?
I never checked, Kevin.
Yeah, well, my father's stereo
is a Bose.
Your father's stereo blows?
That's too bad.
No! I said... That's not what I said!
His father's stereo blows!
Come on! Pay the man, let's go!
- Good morning, Mr. Newman.
- Good morning.
- Good morning, Mr. Newman.
- Hello.
- Good morning, Mr. Newman.
- Hi.
Good morning, Mr. Newman.
- Good morning, Mr. Newman.
- Man, Alice...
...I was stuck in traffic for an hour
and a half. When's the meeting?
- It started already.
- What?
Can I go to the bathroom?
Go to the bathroom.
I told you, you don't have to ask me.
Well, the interesting thing,
Prince Habeeboo...
...is that the building codes
- Michael.
- Sorry I'm late, sir.
Some moron in a red Lamborghini
parked in my spot so...
Prince Habeeboo
drive red Lamborghini.
Red Lamborghini?
I meant blue Ferrari.
Is this one of your partners?
Actually, Michael
is just an associate.
But he is one of our brightest
young architects.
Thank you.
Walk His Majesty
through our design concept.
With pleasure.
- Prince Haboobee...
- Habeeboo!
Prince Habeeboo.
Habeeboo. I thought I said that.
When Mr. Ammer explained to me
the type of man you are...
...a visionary who prides himself
on originality...
...I said to myself, " Let's smash
the mould and redefine elegance."
So I present to you your restaurant.
Where is...? Where's bar?
Bar is... Here's the bar.
Now, the waterfall...
Make bar longer.
Okay. We could cut
No atrium. Just make bar longer
for Prince Habeeboo.
Really?
- Still itchy?
- You got it.
And put big drain in floor
for wet T-shirt contest.
Now, you're kidding me, right?
Boob water's gotta
go someplace, Michael.
Let's just take out the atrium and
run with that and there's your drain.
- God.
- I love it. It is simply awesome.
Yeah. Basically you want me to design
How dare you compare
Prince Habeeboo's Bikini Hut...
...to this hoochie house?
- This idea's...
...got nothing to do
with hoochies, Michael.
It's like opposite of hoochie.
No disrespect,
Prince Hubbida Hubbida.
- Hubba Bubba.
- Habeeboo!
Habeeboo!
Prince Habeeboo's
not chewing gum.
Prince Habeeboo, we will...
I will make this happen.
John Ammer's office.
I hope that atrium idea didn't take
too long to configure, Michael.
Oh, there'll be other Junes
in my life, sir.
See that parking garage
over there on 56?
Watsuhita wants to knock it down
- You got the commission?
- Not yet.
I just need someone to come up
with a design proposal. Intrigued?
Hell, yes.
I'm Fourth of July-ing with the kids.
When I get back, I'm all over it.
Great. Have a great Fourth of July
with the kids. I'll put Swardson on it.
No, no. Absolutely not.
L... l... Can't it just wait three days?
These guys are Japanese.
They can't wait for their fish to cook.
I guess I could talk to my wife.
Great. See you later at happy hour
with Prince Habadabee.
My son has a swim meet tonight
that I have to get to s...
I'm just messing with you.
We're good.
Yeah, Ben!
That's my boy! That's my boy!
Kid, you were great!
You're not my dad.
- As far as you know.
- What?
I was just joking.
Is he really my dad?
Come on, come on! Yes, Ben.
Yes, you did it!
Honey, you were so great.
Whoa, what are you, half a dolphin
or something? That was incredible.
You just got here, Dad. I saw you.
What do you mean I just got here?
Why are you saying that?
I saw you. You jumped in there,
you swam here.
- Then what stroke was he doing, Dad?
- He was doing the shut-up.
Hey. Good thing is,
Daddy was here to see you finish.
He didn't see me finish.
He was hanging out
with Ping Woo for some reason.
- Yeah, what was that about, huh?
- The kid was drowning.
I'm gonna let him drown?
Nobody goes drowning in my pool.
How you doing? Bill Herlihy.
Ben's coach. You must be Dad.
Michael Speedo...
Michael Newman. Sorry.
Big Ben, that was great progress
out there, huh?
Just remember, right arm out,
head turns left. Left arm out...
Head turns right. I know.
I just forgot at the end.
Well, that's all right.
You master that, people are gonna
think you're half a dolphin out there.
- Really?
- Yeah.
Cute.
Hello? Mr. Ammer.
Ben, honey, slow down.
It's not a race.
That's his second one
in five minutes.
Keeps eating more and more.
He's like a machine.
He can't still be hungry.
He's not. He's just doing whatever
Michael's doing. It's driving me crazy.
Everything Michael's been doing lately
is very unhealthy for him.
He's gonna kill himself.
Like a signature building
we're talking about.
Oh, my God.
Scared the crap out of me.
Dad, how much longer
are you gonna live?
- One minute.
- One minute?
- Daddy's gonna die in one minute!
- Oh, no, honey.
Don't worry. I'm not dying.
I'm gonna live for 200 years.
Is that long enough for you and me?
- Promise?
- I promise. Swear. Come here.
You son of a b*tch!
Show some respect,
you pieces of sh*t!
Go home and watch VH1, old man.
Benjamin. Benjamin.
What am I holding?
A quarter. Now, Grandma
does not let me eat ice cream...
...because of my diabetes.
- True.
But she says nothing, however,
about a tasty quarter.
Okay.
All right. All right.
Very quickly, please, count to three
because it tastes terrible.
One, two, three.
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