Problem Child Page #2

We got canteens 365 days a year.

- Which one of these can I fix you up with?

- This blue one.

- Hey, sport, where did you run off to?

- This man was helping me find my canteen.

I hope Hank wasn't bothering you. He's

excited about this camping trip we're going on.

- You two must have a lot of fun together.

- These little rascals make life worth living.

What the heck else are we here for, partner?

Let's go!

- Did you get what you wanted?

- Yeah.

- Thanks a lot, buddy.

- My pleasure.

- Little Benl

- What?

Get your little butt in here.

I got a big surprise for you.

That's right,

Big Ben's is 100 per cent American.

I'm selling the store to the Japs.

I... I...

- What? Thought I was gonna leave it to you?

- Yes.

Well, I'm not.

I'm selling to the Hirohito Corporation.

I still get the land, right, Dad?

No, you won't. No, no.

I'm selling that too.

Everything from here to the river.

What? Dad! I can't believe this.

I slaved for you for over ten years

without even a raise or a promotion.

Is there a lesson to be learned?

- A lesson?

- Don't trust anyone.

- Not even your own father?

- Especially your own father.

You're too nice.

I expected a little back-stabbing from you,

some ruthless scrambling to get to the top,

but you stubbornly refuse

to follow my example.

Today's my birthday.

Look what they gave me.

Junior!

Junior! What is taking you so long?

- We start serving dinner in 20 minutes.

- I only got two hands.

I want these pots so shiny

I can see my face in them!

This one kind of looks like you.

All right, now you're gonna pay for it.

- Junior!

- Yikes! A penguin in a pot!

Help!

I wonder if they want me to do the floorl

Junior!

OK, kids, huddle up.

Now, listen, we got three more innings.

Remember, if we win we all get ice cream.

Yeah!

And if we lose...

What the hay, we'll have ice cream anyway.

Go take the field. I'm proud of you!

Look mean out there.

Little Ben.

Can I talk to you for a second?

I don't care how many runs you score.

We're not gonna forfeit.

No! I don't care about this game.

We got this thing won already!

I just came over to share my happiness

with you, Little Ben.

Harriet had a sonogram. Take a look.

- What is that?

- It's a boy!

Congratulations.

- I got one of these for you. Open up.

- I don't smoke.

Come on, open up. Open up!

It's a home run for the Chieftainsl

What do you know? Another home run.

Way to go, Gary!

Will you all please quiet down? Be quiet!

Ladies, please, can you please quiet down?

Can you quiet down?

Can you act like nuns?!

OK.

Now, there's absolutely no proof

that Junior was in any way

connected with today's tragedy.

- Who needs proof? He's evil!

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