Godzilla Page #2

That's you.

- And that's me.

- What's it say?

"Welcome home, Daddy."

Daddy's home.

- Daddy's home.

- Cake every night.

- Yeah, that's not happening.

- Daddy's home equals...

...cake every night.

How did you manage to get chocolate

on your eyeball?

- Daddy did it.

- Heh.

I can't sleep with you...

- ...making all this noise.

- Hee-hee-hee.

Come on, let's get you into bed.

Okay, big man.

Time to hit the rack.

Dad?

Yeah?

Are you still gonna be here tomorrow?

Yeah.

Come on, let's get some sleep.

Turns around, nose-to-nose,

he says, "At ease, lieutenant."

God, I missed your laugh.

I missed you.

Mm-mm.

- I should get that. No, it could be work.

- Mm-mm.

- I need to get that.

- You don't need to. Come on.

Hello?

Yeah, this is Mrs. Brody.

Tell him you're busy tending to

your husband's needs.

Shh.

Yeah, he's my husband.

Tell them we're not gonna buy it.

Yes, sir. Could you

just hold on one moment?

It's the consulate.

Joe's been arrested in Japan.

Elle, I can't find my pants.

They're in the other drawer.

So why was he trespassing

in the quarantine zone?

Ugh. Why do you think?

The lone crusader for the truth.

All his crackpot cuckoo theories.

Your father is a good man.

He just needs your help right now.

Ford, he's lost everything.

Yeah, so did I. But you know what?

I got over it.

Right. I can see that.

I'm sorry. It's just...

Every time I let him in close,

he always tries to drag me back.

And I can't. I can't put our family

through that.

Well, he is your family.

Hey. Come here.

You know you're only gonna be gone

for a few days, right?

And then you are gonna

come back to me.

Yeah. Yeah.

It's not the end of the world.

Papa.

I don't get many visitors.

Clearly.

This is you here.

Even, uh, Ph.D.'s...

...don't get much teaching English

as a second language.

Here we go.

And a towel.

All right.

So...

...how's the bomb business?

It must be a growth area these days.

It's called "explosive ordnance disposal."

My job isn't dropping bombs.

It's stopping them.

- Dad.

- Hey...

...how's Elle doing?

And Sam. Oh, my God. He must be...

...what? Three? Three and a half?

He's almost 5.

I thought you were over this.

"Echolocation"?

- Oh, hey.

- "Parasitic communication--".

Please don't, if you don't mind.

I have everything the way I like it.

I'm just...

I'm studying bioacoustics.

What were you doing, going back there?

- This trespassing stuff, that was bull.

- You broke the law.

I was trying to get back to our old house.

- In a quarantine zone.

- Precisely.

The new readings are exactly

like they were on that day...

...and I can prove it to you.

With a little luck, if I can get back...

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