Meet the Parents Page #2

as a sign of weakness.

- OK, l'll leave them in the car.

- No! He'll check there.

- Oh, gosh...

- What...?!

Yeah, the roof

is probably a better idea.

Oh, and...

we're not living together.

- l thought you said you told them.

- Well...

Hi, Daddy! Hi!

- Oh, l missed you so much, Pamcake.

- l missed you too, Popjack.

(Kissing)

Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Oh, boy!

Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Oh, boy!

(Both) Shortstack, shortstack,

coming up!

Pop-pop, pop-pop, pop-pop-pop!

Where's my widdle girl?.

Mommy! My mom!

Oh, you look so beautiful!

(Pam ) So do you! Look at you!

Oh, l'm sorry.

Mom, Dad, this is Greg.

- Hi, l'm Pam's father, Jack Byrnes.

- lt's great to meet you.

- l'm Dina. Welcome to Oyster Bay.

- Thanks.

What you driving, a Ford?

Uh, yeah. lt's a Taurus.

We were gonna get a mid-size,

but l figure, hey,

pulling down decent bucks,

might as well go all out

and pop for the full-size.

True. lnteresting colour.

You pick it?

Oh, no, the guy at the counter. Why?

Well, they say geniuses pick green.

- But you didn't pick it.

- (Dina ) Jack!

(Sniffing)

Oh, yucky!

What smells of old sour milk?

Oh, poor Greg got spit up on

by a baby.

He didn't!

He did, Ma, at Lost Luggage.

The airline lost his bag.

Oh! They didn't!

Yeah, they did.

- What about you, honey?

- No, l carried on.

That's my girl!

lt'll turn up, l'm sure.

And Greg, meanwhile,

anything you need, just ask, huh?

That's right. Mi casa es su casa.

Oh, thanks, Jack. You, too.

Yeah, ha ha!

Hey, Momma, looks great!

Really?

We spruced up for the wedding.

This is so nice!

(Jack) We like it.

(Greg) Beautiful.

Oh, now, Greg,

you have a very unique last name.

And we were curious, er,

how do you pronounce it?

Oh. Just like it's spelled.

F-O-C-K-E-R.

Focker.

Hmm... Focker.

Mm-hm.

- l'll get it, honey.

- Oh, thanks, Mom.

Oh, there he is!

(Pam ) Jinxy!

Come here, baby!

Come to Daddy, Jinxy!

Come on, Jinxy!

Come here. Come to Daddy.

Come on. Oh!

Taught him that in one week.

(Jack) This is Pam's cat, Jinxy.

- Say hello. Wave to Greg.

- Hello, Jinx.

Attaboy!

That took me another week.

- My gosh!

- l didn't know you had a cat.

l left him here

when l moved to Chicago.

Your daddy's best friend!

You won't believe it,

he even taught him to use the potty.

Dad, that's kinda weird.

Why? Now we don't have

to smell kitty litter.

That's right.

How did you teach

the cat to use the toilet?

Easy. l designed a litter box

to put inside the toilet.

Once he got used to it,

l took it away.

Oh! That's... Yeah, makes sense.

But he doesn't like it. Every chance

he gets he tries to squat and bury.

l had to move all my plants.

Plus you got another guy

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