The Brothers Solomon Page #6

You're right.

Tara, could you watch our Dad for us?

We're going to find Janine.

She's not here.

Let's go to James' house.

- They're not here.

- I know!

So, what do we do now?

Hey.

I was just watching your dad

and needed to use the bathroom.

- Did you find her?

- No.

But very thoughtful of you to ask.

If that thoughtful attitude you displayed

was the attitude of the world...

...there'd be no war.

I should go.

Well, have a fantastic

whatever-you're-doing...

...and a great

whatever-you're-doing-after-that.

How can you be so nonchalant

about this?

Because I know that if this doesn't

work out, we have other options.

We have dick.

No, we do not have dick.

We have Tara. Well, I have Tara.

Tara?

It's about time I took this thing

with Tara to the next level.

She's not into you, John.

What?

She's not into you.

Can't you see that?

You're just jealous of what we have.

Jealous of what you have?

I already have what you have:

Nothing.

She thinks you're a loser.

Oh, really? And how did you come up

with your expert analysis?

From your combined total of five hours

of relationship experience?

Because I heard her say it.

What?

I overheard Tara talking to Janine.

She thinks you're a loser.

I mean, she thinks

we're both losers.

You know what? Maybe she's right.

Maybe all that stuff that Dad

used to say was just bullshit.

And we're just too big of losers

to know it.

Really?

So I've always been such a loser?

I guess I was a huge loser...

...when I was voted our school's

goddamn homecoming king!

- We were homeschooled.

- You're just upset because I beat you!

- You tied me.

- And I won the tiebreaker.

Fine, you won.

You're less of a loser than me.

But you're still a loser.

Well, if I'm such a loser,

maybe you'd be better off without me.

Yeah. Maybe I would.

Good. Because you know what?

I'll find her faster on my own anyway.

Well, I certainly wouldn't wanna

slow you down.

Then maybe I should

get the hell out of here.

Yeah. Maybe you should.

- Fine. Have a nice life.

- I will!

Good, I hope you don't die!

John!

Dean?

I am so proud of you.

Thanks, Pop.

Isn't he great?

Dean.

Keep focused on

finding Janine, on three.

One. Two. Three.

Keep focused on finding Janine!

Oh, God.

That's strange.

My shower's running.

It's strange because I live alone.

Can I ask what you're doing here?

I saw a sign out front

that said "Room For Rent.

Wanted:

A bull-headed brother who sometimes

sticks his foot in his mouth. "

Yeah, well,

I'm afraid you're too late.

There's already a bull-headed brother

who sticks his foot in his mouth...

...renting this apartment.

Oh, yeah? Who's that?

You're talking to him.

That's too bad.

Say, do you think there's enough room

for me to crash here...

...while I look for a place willing

to take a bull-headed brother...

...who sometimes sticks

his foot in his mouth...

...who's really, really sorry?

I don't know.

Two bull-headed brothers who

stick their feet in their mouth...

...in one small apartment?

That doesn't sound like

it would work out.

Yeah.

How long are we talking?

Not very long.

Only the rest of my life.

How much you willing to pay?

Just all the money in the world.

Come here!

- God, I've missed you.

- I missed you too.

Hey, could I get you to

throw on a towel or something?

- You got it.

- Great.

- How's that?

- Great. Thank you.

Take a look in that mirror.

There's not a man on this earth

I'd rather have a baby with.

Hands in.

Towel off, get dressed and come up

with a plan to find Janine, on three.

One. Two. Three.

Towel off, get dressed and

come up with a plan to find Janine!

Wait, hold up.

We gotta get Tara to watch Dad.

Oh, yeah. Look, I'll do it.

No, no.

This is something I have to do.

Yeah.

Hey, Tara.

Can you watch our dad for us?

Yeah. Yeah, I can.

Great, thanks.

Wait a minute.

- That's it?

- Yeah, why?

You're not gonna ask me to dinner

or anything?

Dinner. Does sound good.

But no.

And also, I'm over you.

Burn! Facial! Suck it!

All right, let's game plan.

Between the two of us, we've already

searched every place she would be.

She could be anywhere.

I wish there was some way

to communicate with her...

...and say what we wanted to say

in a way which didn't threaten her.

Fortune cookies?

- Interesting idea, but...

- Flyers?

You're on the right track,

but I don't think we've hit it yet.

- Oh, my God.

- Let's go.

What a great and delicious idea.

Your engine cannot run on optimum

capability if there's no gas in the tank.

All right. We gotta get our message

through to Janine, but how?

Yeah.

- Oh, my God.

- I got it.

It was right in front of our face.

I got there a fraction of a second

after you did. It is so obvious.

Let's go.

- Where you going?

- The apple orchard is this way.

What does that

have to do with anything?

- What were you thinking?

- I'll tell you on the way. Let's go.

I can't believe they charged us

That's why we kept it short.

So, what do we do now?

We wait.

Oh, my God. I think I see it.

"Hi, my name is John. "

"And I'm his brother Dean. "

"Hi.

We've got a little situation here,

and, boy, could we use your help. "

"How can you help?

Well, sit back and relax,

we're about to tell you.

You can start by grabbing

a pen and paper...

...to write down some information. "

"We'll give you a moment

to grab that paper and pen. "

"We are sorry if we didn't

give you enough time...

...to get the necessary writing

implements...

...but we are under

serious space constraints...

...with this sky banner. "

"We are looking for a woman

named Janine Rice.

She is five-foot-eight,

blondish hair, blue eyes. "

"Oh, that really narrows it down. "

"Fine, Dean, then how

would you describe her?"

"Well, she just looks like a normal,

pretty American girl. "

"Oh, that's much better. "

"Janine is eight and a half months

pregnant with our baby.

Well, fine, Dean's.

I have a problem

with sperm motility...

...a subject Dean likes

to rub in my face. "

"Okay, let me get in here

for a second.

You make one little joke

about a guy's infertility...

...and suddenly you deserve

to be labeled a jerk... "

"On a sky banner that could

potentially be seen...

...by 50,000 people?

That's f***ing bullshit. "

"Dean, none of that matters

right now.

What matters most is that Janine sees

this sign, especially this next part. "

"So for those of you reading this...

...we need to ask you

for just one more favor. "

"Just in case Janine has

her back turned or something...

...and can't read the sign... "

"It would really be a big help

if we could get you to yell out:"

"'Janine, look in the sky. "'

- "'Janine, look in the sky. "'

- "'Janine, look in the sky!"'

Janine, look in the sky!

Janine, look in the sky!

Janine, look in the sky!

Think this maybe might work?

I think this definitely

maybe might work.

Janine, look in the sky!

Janine, look in the sky!

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