Dr. Dolittle 2 Page #2

Agh!

Charisse!

Those teenagers, Doc.|They can drive a man to drink.

Hey.

- What are you drinkin'?|- Gatorade.

Oh, really? Give it to me.

- Gatorade make wine now, huh?|- Blah!

You better slow down.

- Which one of you is Dolittle?|- What now?

- I have a message from the boss.|- From the who?

The Godbeaver.|Save the questions and come with me.

You know the rules. You just don't come up|here. Make an appointment. An appointment!

Now, go! Tell the beaver|to make an appointment.

I can't. I'll end up sleeping with the fishes.

How's it gonna look in the paper if Dr Dolittle|throws a possum off the roof? Not right.

- Now, leave! Cos I will.|- Watch your tone, buddy.

Charisse!

- Talk.|- This is Daddy.

- Hey!|- I got a couple of questions for you.

I wanna know how come I gotta climb|up a side of a building to talk to you...

Dad, where are you?

- Dad! Dad, what are you doing?|- What? This is the only way I can reach you!

What are you doin' in here?|What's all of this?

- You do that in public?|- Dance? Of course.

That's not dancing. That's advertising.|Why don't you want a family birthday?

Having dinner with your family is|what you do when you're young, not 16.

- Besides, I have a date.|- Bring your date with you. You're coming.

Cool! "Eric, my parents and my little sister|will be joining us on our date. "

No, he's gonna be joining us|at a family event. We have it every year.

I don't even know why...

- What's this?|- Dad, that's private.

I can see why it's private. It's embarrassing.|Charisse, you got two Cs and a D on here.

Embarrassing? Dad, you are the last person|to talk about anything being embarrassing.

What are you talkin' about?|What's that supposed to mean?

Argh!

So I should stop doing what I do and helping|animals because you find it embarrassing?

- That's not gonna happen.|- That's right it's not, so forget it.

You're comin' to dinner. Look at this.

- No cellphone for a week.|- What am I gonna do without my cellphone?

Here's some stamps. You can learn|to write a letter. You think I care?

Look at me. Do I look like I care?|Just look. Look at me.

No, Charisse, look at me.|Do I look like I care? Look.

I don't care.

This is unbelievable. She has|50 numbers in here, not one is mine.

- You shouldn't be looking at that.|- Why not?

"Biggie Mack Cell. "

"Biggie Mack Pager. " "Biggie Mack Home. "

- Who the hell is Biggie Mack?|- I don't know, John.

I'm gonna find out who Biggie Mack is. I don't|like that name. What kind of name is that?

- What is that?|- Marcus's cellphone.

- Cellphone?|- Mm-hm.

- When did he get a cellphone?|- Last week.

- What are you doing? John!|- Sh. I'm checking out Biggie Mack.

Hello.

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