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Dozer's welcoming committee.|- Come on, Red Cross needs the blood.

It only gonna hurt for a second.

Come on, Dozer!

Hey, look who's here.

The prodigal son returns.

Ben, when did you get back?|- Yesterday. Glad to see you.

He's looking good.|- Yeah, better than he acts.

How's your dad? - He was great.|- Great for you, shitty for me.

Here's the usual crap starting again.

These are baseball cards.|- I started collecting. - Me too!

You didn't tell me Ben was coming.|- I didn't know. - Happy about it?

Not especially.|He's acting just like his father.

The only reason he's back, his father|didn't wanna pay the bills anymore.

18 months out of 16 years doesn't|seem like a helluva lot to me...

Who needs it? You take their money,|you gotta take their sh*t.

What did the doctors say? The usual?|- Screw 'em.

Ben's getting a real smart mouth.

It's the age.|They think they know everything.

Good slap upside the head, they don't|know everything. - I never hit Rocky.

I don't believe this, Ben.|You don't even have a Steve Garvey!

I must have left it at my dad's.|- You probably lost it.

Garvey batted 325 this year.|You've gotta have a Garvey. - Really?

Well, do I have anything you want?

Na, we better forget it.

I feel really bad about this, Ben.|I mean, we grew up together.

I should just give you my Garvey.|I will. For anything you got.

Anything, like this one.

Who the hell's Ruby Walker?|- A Dodger, before they came to L.A.

I'll take it. My grandpa likes them.

Take another stick!

Remember I used to talk about riding|Harleys across Europe? - Yeah.

I had been planning on going|by myself, but now you're back...

That'd be great!|I'd do anything to get out of school.

Cool! Look at that one.

Can I pick him up?|- Take your pick!

Hi, puppy.

He was born for you, Rocky.|- I've got to ask my mom.

Come on, Ben. I'll be right back.|- I'll save him for you.

Try this. - What's special about it?|- It's dusted with angel weed.

Mom? - What?|- I've gotta show you. - Wait.

Am I interrupting something?|- What do you want?

This lady has really cool puppies...|Did you see them, Doze?

No, no puppy.|- Why?

Because you never talk to the cat,|or feed the fish, the bird or rabbit.

I'll feed the dog, I promise.|- Read my lips, Rock: No!

Is the big guy a dummy, or what?

Dozer just doesn't like to talk.

Show her your other stuff.|- Take your pick.

Don't let it bother you.|My mom's a pain in the ass also.

I don't believe this.|- What? - It's Gar!

Come on.

Is that Rocky's dad?|- No, I was married to Rocky's dad.

Who the hell is that?|- Just a guy I used to know.

Damn, it's good to see you.|- Where've you been? - Dn the road.

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