Cocoon: The Return Page #4

have to swing hard. Give me a ball.

- OK.

- Now you. OK, come over here.

Now, think. Try and see the ball hit the bat.

All right, now you're cooking. All right.

Let's go, let's go, let's go. A little pep.

That's the one.

- You ought to have your head examined.

- It was just a little baseball... Here, over here.

Just a little ball game. No big deal.

This is Earth, Ben, not Antarea.

- As long as we're here, we keep getting older.

- I know.

But with this kind of fringe benefit,

maybe it's worth it.

Hey, what's going on?

Well, it's been so long since you needed me

for anything like this, I guess I missed it.

Yeah. I missed it, too.

I know.

It's not your fault.

How could you know an earthquake would

knock a cocoon out of its hiding place, huh?

I'm responsible for him. They're

counting on me to bring him back home.

And I'm going to need a blueprint

of the institute so I can plan his rescue.

Well, I'll help you. I'll do whatever you want.

But I got into trouble last time,

so you cannot steal any more old people.

- We're not doing that.

- All right, fine. Let's just go bust him out.

It's not that easy. We can't free him without

the risk of drawing attention to ourselves.

We'll go back in three days,

then rendezvous with the ship.

Three days!

You're crazy! Kitty, in three days they'll cut it

open and perform grotesque experiments...

I'm sorry... I didn't mean...

I'm sorry.

I'm... I'm...

We're going to get him back.

Look at this. Slick as a whistle.

You're not so bad yourself.

Joe, I'm in heaven. Isn't this wonderful?

You're the one who didn't wanna come back.

- You glad I twisted your arm?

- I think I was afraid it wouldn't be the same.

But it's better.

- Look. What are we gonna do about him?

- I asked him to dance.

- Forget it. Bernie hasn't cut a rug in 30 years.

Joe, maybe we should

go and keep him company.

I see something

that'll get his juices flowing.

One more of these

and I am no longer responsible.

- Waiter! Waiter!

- Oh!

You are my kind of group.

Most people our age are a pain in the ass.

Most people our age are dead.

Oh, Bernie.

Where did he get to be so funny?

- Yeah, Bernie, how'd you get to be so funny?

- I always thought Bernie was funny.

- Me, too.

- You have?

Oh, you don't think I'm funny, Joe?

Watch this. I'll show you funny.

Presenting Mr Laurel and Mr Hardy.

This is an eagle who just found out

his teenage daughter's pregnant.

You know what? You are adorable.

What's... Are you all right?

What's the matter? It was just a little kiss.

I'm a married man.

Oh, pardon me. I'm so sorry.

- Your friends told me you were available.

- What?!

- Bernie, we just thought...

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