The Outing Page #2

I'd like to chemical date this lamp sometime today.

That's new.

Just brought it in.

Kind of looks like something

out of "Arabian Nights."

Is it okay if I open it?

No, honey.

I wish you wouldn't.

At least until Theo can date it

and get a translation

of the engravings.

What about that, Theo,

can you do it?

I hope so.

The engravings are so old,

I really don't know.

Well, come on. Let's run the film

over to the dark room.

I'll be right back, kiddo,

and then we'll get out of here.

Okay.

Wow.

- Ready to go, honey?

- Uh-huh, yeah.

Well,

then let's head on out of here.

Okay.

Good morning from the Q Morning Zoo

Rocking down with folks like you

Good morning from the Q Morning Zoo

Get up with the morning Q Zoo

Get up with the morning,

Get up with the morning

Get up with the morning Q Zoo

Dad?

Cappuccino maker.

Did you forget to put the pitcher

underneath it again, dad?

Yeah,

and I forgot to put the coffee, too.

Where's the instant crap?

Oh, man, the Astros lost a game.

Something's burning.

Dad! Dad!

Dad!

You know,

it is hard to imagine

that I'm looking at one

of the world's foremost archeologists.

Listen, I never said I was a wizard

at toast and coffee.

Oh, God, I'm late.

Get busy down there!

Polish those lamps!

W- who are you?

I am the slave of the lamp,

my master.

What do you wish?

...with Ron Stone

and the Channel 2 news team.

Good morning,

a large buildup...

Don't forget I'm taking your class

on a field trip

through the museum this afternoon.

I know, dad.

I remember.

I also remember you get to see

Ms. Ferrell this afternoon, too.

Eve is coming, right?

Well, she certainly wouldn't miss

a chance to be with you, pops.

Bye, dad.

...remote resident of Seabrook

several weeks ago.

Hey, come on!

We're gonna be late!

30m! -

How you doing, baby?

Yep. And they'll be playing

at the Seminole next weekend, too.

Yeah, I'd like to see them.

Are you free then?

Well, no.

I'm not free, Theodore.

What the sh*t?

Whoa! Yeah!

Come on, boy, hit them again!

It's Mike. Oh, my--

Come on now, hit them again.

Hit them again.

Hit them again, sh*t,

I'm gonna run them off the road.

Whoo! I'll fix the b*tch.

She's gonna be sorry

she ever dumped me for the wimp.

I've had it with this guy.

Knock it off!

Yahoo!

It's been six months

since you broke up with this jerk.

Stop the runner now.

Look out, Mike!

Boy, that was smart.

Get out of the car.

I said, get out of the car.

Don't say anything.

Don't talk.

You'll get hurt.

You, stand there.

Don't move.

Al, you're not going to believe this.

What's that?

I finished the chemical dating.

That hunk of metal

dates back 3,500 B.C.

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