in Cleveland on Wednesday.
Yeah, Wednesday. We'll talk
about it then. Face to face.
Yeah, man to man.
(PARROT SQUAWKS)
Your brother's bug!
Careful! Careful!
Bull's-eye!
Three from downtown.
And the crowd goes wild.
Oh, man.
I hope they're not...
(SCREAMS)
Alex slammed the seat
down on his thing again!
Bull's-eye.
Alex, what happened?
I had nothing to do with it.
I'm innocent!
I gotta go. My kid slammed
the seat on his thing again.
I'll call you back.
Alex?
KAREN: Keep that in your mouth.
- Mm.
- Chickenpox.
STAN: Mom...
...with all due respect...
...this is to get out of his science
project because his bug died.
What?
- His face doesn't look that bad.
- His body's covered.
- Would that include his buttocks?
- Shut up!
This is great. If he scratches
his spots, we can call him scar-butt.
KAREN: Leave.
JACK: Goodbye.
- I'll make you some soup.
- I'll bring the TV up.
I'm so sorry.
Hey. Don't scratch.
Keep that under your tongue.
I'll be back.
Nice family. Huh, Doris?
(SQUEAKS)
- You guys should get going.
STAN: See you later, Dad.
(RINGS)
Greenfield's 401 k is in the Effa fund.
You have it in the Midcap fund.
That's where your 3000 shortfall is.
(BELL RINGS)
I have to put you on hold one sec.
Alex, I'm on with the office!
So I think that what we...
I'm sorry.
Can I call you back in a minute?
Gotcha.
You rang?
Thirsty?
Thanks, Mom.
AGENT: Here we are.
ALICE: I wish my husband could be here.
AGENT:
It's a cozy little place.
ALICE:
Isn't this charming!
AGENT:
And it's available immediately.
My boys are just gonna love it here.
Yes, they will.
TV: Plus, special care and feeding
tips, next on Pets on Parade.
Look, Doris.
(SQUEAKS IN FEAR)
If you think that was amusing,
wait till you see what I do next.
Oh, yeah.
(SEX Y MUSIC PLAYS)
Hm?
(DIGITAL CAMERA CLICKS)
(GROWLS MENACINGLY)
- Sit!
- I can't wait for next week.
I hate dogs.
Charlie, you know I can't come in.
Alex is sick.
Melling's reviewing the proposal.
- You're kidding.
- No.
- How long's he in town?
- He's leaving Friday.
- We can 't cancel.
- It's okay.
- Mary Lou can handle it.
- She's not who he expects to see.
You're the point person.
You told me you'd handle it.
I did, but my child wasn't sick
when I promised you...
Not my fault you can 't find a sitter.
Okay, I can come in for one hour.
That is it.
If Alex beeps me, I'm gone
and you can fire me.
Karen...
Charlie, you're making me choose
between making a house payment...
...and taking care of my sick child
and I don't appreciate it.
Jerk.
Shoot.
You tell Charlie I'm desperately ill?
Thank you, Alex.
Yes, he knows you're sick.
What about the Family Leave Act?
I just have to go in...
...sign some papers and show my face.
I'll be gone an hour at the very most.
I called Mrs. Hess and...
You called Mrs. Hess?
She knows I'll be alone?
She said if anything comes up,
she'll be right over.
- She wasn't happy about it...
- She'll come over and make me smoke.
- Don't be ridiculous.
- What if there's a tornado?
Not in winter.
- Social unrest?
- I don't think so.
Boredom? It's deadly in old folks.
Goodbye, sweetie.
What about crooks?
That's not a problem during the day.
Why not?
No one's home during the day.
I'm 8 and I figured that out.
Couldn't a grown-up crook
figure it out too?
This is a very safe neighborhood.
There's only one road in and out.
The doors'll be locked,
you have my numbers.
- I'll be home soon.
- But, Mom!
What about dragons, giant spiders,
mummies, the living dead...
...and other figments
of my imagination?
Alex, I can't help you there.
Only you can control your imagination.
That's a scary thought.
(DECODER BEEPS)
(ALARM S YSTEM DEACTIVATED)
(BARKS)
Hm.
That's weird.
Oh, my God.
(INHALES)
20 seconds out.
Clear.
911 Emergency.
- I saw a burglar!
- Are you by yourself?
My mom