Little Fockers Page #3
he's doing.
Jack? Everything okay?
Everything is fine, Greg,
I suffered a minor
heart attack,
but I was able to
defibrillate myself
before going into
fatal cardiac arrest.
Jesus!
You defibrillated yourself?
The doctor said
I was a lucky man
and I've just
got to watch my diet
and keep my stress level down.
Wow, okay, so I guess
you guys aren't gonna be
able to come to
the twins' birthday party.
No, Dina and I
will be there
as planned, Greg.
And I was able to keep this
on a need-to-know basis.
And right now,
you're the only person
who needs to know.
Well, come on, Jack.
I mean, I think
Dina needs to know.
Greg, stop talking and listen.
Okay.
Now, my genealogical
research has allowed me
as far back as 1643.
Now, I wouldn't be
able to do that, say,
to your family,
what with all
the wandering peddlers
and nameless peasants.
Mmm-hmm.
But, as long as there
have been Byrneses,
there's always
been a patriarch
to lead our family through
good times and bad.
And I've finally
come to the realization
that the next in line
to the throne, Greg,
is you.
Me.
Yes, you, Greg.
Well...
So my question is this,
in the event of my demise,
are you prepared
to lead this family?
You know, Jack,
we're right
in the middle of dinner.
Maybe we could talk
about this, you know,
when you come into town.
If I go down, Greg,
I need to know someone
will be responsible
So I ask you, Greg,
are you prepared to be
the Godfocker?
The Godfocker?
The Godfocker.
Well, that is a very powerful
turn of phrase, Jack.
And when you say Godfocker,
I mean...
I mean, I think
I know what you mean,
but I'm just...
What exactly does that mean?
It's an attitude, Greg.
It's a confidence.
It's the way
you carry yourself
that lets the world
know that the buck
stops with you.
Yeah, I hear you. Mmm-hmm.
None of this can be achieved
without the basics.
A secure home for your family,
a top-notch education
for your children...
Okay.
...and last but not least,
having your financial
house in order, Greg.
Is that it?
Are you laughing?
Yeah, no, I'm just...
I was making... No.
Because this is no
laughing matter, Greg.
Good, 'cause
I'm not laughing. Okay?
Are you saying
you have what it takes
to be the Godfocker?
Greg?
Yes, Jack.
I have what it takes
to be the Godfocker.
I feel like a great weight
has been lifted
off my shoulders.
And an equally
great weight put onto yours.
I like it.
I like the weight.
I want it.
All right. Need-to-know.
Need-to-know.
Just you and me.
See you in two weeks.
Okay. Bye.
Hey, did you find it?
Find what?
Your birth certificate?
Yes. It was in my files.
Mmm.
You know, I was thinking,
maybe we should
take a look at that
Early Human School.
Great. I'll make
some phone calls
and set up a tour.
Good.
Good.
Samantha.
Henry.
You gonna have your lasagna?
No, thank you.
You know,
making that lasagna for you.
No. It tastes funny.
He said he was feeling
kind of queasy, so...
It's okay.
Henry,
I'm your father
and I'm requesting of you
to eat the lasagna.
Fine.
Good.
Hello.
- Hello?
Greg? This is Jack Byrnes.
Jack Byrnes,
this is Greg Focker.
I know, Greg. I called you.
Dina and I will be there
in approximately 18 seconds.
Eighteen seconds, got it.
Oh, no,
that's yours, honey.
Welcome, in-laws!
Oh, Gregor.
My goodness.
Dina, Dina Bobina,
Banana Fana Fofina.
I'm so happy to see you.
Lovely Dina.
You, too, Gregor.
Hello, Jack.
Greg.
Everything okay, Greg?
Everything's great.
Good.
Unfortunately,
renovations on the house,
not quite where
I'd like them to be.
They do. I mean,
never to me before.
And Sam here has done
very, very well with her
tae kwon do lessons.
She's a... What are you?
A yellow belt now?
Yep.
Yellow belt.
Wow, sweetheart.
Very impressive.
She's lethal.
She is a ninja.
Proud of her.
Now, Henry,
you're going to drink
your milk, aren't you?
You want to hit the same
growth spurt as your sister.
Jack.
I'm just saying, you know,
it's hard to believe
that they're
three minutes apart.
Shh.
Henry, do what
your grandpa says.
Aw, man.
For real.
Good man.
Okay. Who wants some turkey?
I do, right here!
Right here!
Sweetheart, you didn't
have to make a whole
turkey just for us.
Why not?
Actually, Greg did it.
Greg.
Well, I remember
at last year's Thanksgiving,
Jack said he liked
roast turkey so much
and he couldn't
understand why people
only had it once a year.
Excellent memory, Greg.
Plus, it's a wonderfully
lean meat. Healthy.
Good for your heart.
Such a sweetheart.
Grandpa Jack,
can I ask you a question?
You surely can.
How come you're afraid
of lizards?
Henry, that's
a very good question.
And I'll tell you why.
When I was stationed
in the Mekong Delta
during the Vietnam War,
a tiny gecko crawled
into my ear one night
and laid its eggs.
And I had to endure
the torturous probing
of our unit's medic
from my ear canal
before they hatched
into my brain.
Jack.
Cool.
Yuck.
Yes, thanks for
sharing that, Dad.
All right,
gobble, gobble, everybody!
It's turkey time!
That looks good.
That's a work of art.
Thank you very much.
Looks great, Greg.
Thank you, Jack.
And to carve it,
the beautiful
Irish hunting knife
emblazoned with
that Jack so thoughtfully
brought back for us
from his ancestral homeland.
Look at that, kids.
- Great.
Wow.
Look at that.
See that crest?
That was used
by your ancestors
long time ago,
back in the olden days,
Daddy, can I ask
you a question?
Absolutely.
He loves history.
Just soaks it up.
Can a girl poop
from her vagina?
No, she cannot.
They're a little
young for genealogy.
Yes.
Just a little off topic there.
Jack. Here you go!
Greg. You're
Thank you. I'm honored.
All right. Let's carve
the roast beast!
Mmm.
Let's see. I think
Nice and tender.
So, Greg, how are you
liking your new job?
Well, I'll tell you, Dina,
it's a lot of responsibility
on my plate.
But that's kind of
what I love about it.
I mean, the opportunity
in a way,
it's kind of like...
Christ!
Sh*t!
Why couldn't you just get him
a warm-blooded animal?
Pressure.
- Mom!
Honey. It's okay,
it's okay, honey.
Hello.
Where is he going?
Are you okay?
Hey, Kevin!
It's Kevin, everybody.
What?
Okay.
You're in Chicago?
Hey. Hey.
Hey, everybody. Hello.
Kevin.
J.B.
Oh! Good to see you.
There he is!
The engaged guy!
How you doing, man?
Oh! What happened
to your pointer?
I had a little incident
with the business end
of a turkey. It's cool.
Where's Svetlana?
Yeah!
Or should I say, the future
Mrs. Kevin Rawley?
She broke up with me.
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