Fierce People Page #5

- I've been looking everywhere for you.

- I'm right here.

- You look amazing.

- Thank you.

- I want you to meet some friends.

- Okay. All right.

I go to the doctor. I feel like I got

an elephant standing on my chest.

He says, "There's nothing wrong

with you. Go home. "

So I go to this other doctor,

he gives me antibiotics.

- He's fantastic. I mean I feel...

- What?

What the hell is that?

Who did that?

I like the way you eat shrimp.

Marcus Gates, son of a black man.

Finn Earl.

Osborne invited me here

to meet a fat cat...

who bought a scholarship

to Princeton.

What's your excuse?

I'm an anthropologist doing

a study of primitive peoples.

You definitely picked

one twisted tribe.

I'm here.

You got any questions?

Yeah. Who's the guy

with the woman in the crown?

Oh, yeah. Gershons.

Hawaiian royalty.

The husband pulled strings

for Osborne over on Wall Street.

Hawaiians?

Why don't any of the Hawaiians here

look Hawaiian?

It's a**hole code for people

of the Jewish persuasion.

The natives don't want anybody

to know that they're anti-Semitic.

My age ended my position in life.

It warms my heart...

to see you all so...

- Grandpa?

- Daddy?

- Daddy!

- Sh*t.

I just wanted to see

if you'd miss me.

I really hurt my knees.

Herbert, my hat.

Maestro, if you please.

A pretty girl is like a melody

That haunts you night and day

Just like the strain

of a haunting refrain

She'll start up on a marathon

And run around your brain

You can't escape

She's in your memory

By morning, night and noon

She will leave you...

...and then come back again...

A pretty girl

is just like a pretty tune

Happy birthday, Maya.

Finn!

Finn!

- They were horrible

to you, right? - No.

Sexy liar.

I didn't know the Ishkanani

went for public displays of affection.

Maya, when did you start

dating the help?

For your information, Finn's mother

and my grandfather are old friends.

Paige, can you help me with this?

I can't seem to get it right.

- Bryce, you're not wearing

underwear! - I know!

It looks like a penis, only larger.

- Paige?

- Here comes my mother.

Hold this. Hi, Mommy.

Pay attention, Finn. There's gonna be

a quiz on this afterwards.

- Mom, spare us.

- Your mother is teaching Yoga...

to Happy Rockefeller. The stepson

was eaten by cannibals.

McCallum is over there.

- Ian and Dwayne look like relatives.

- That's very observant, Finn.

They're not the only ones of our tribe

with hair the color of cheese doodles.

- There's Pete, the bartender.

- Bryce...

Thank you, Jenny.

Take Jenny.

All their mothers were maids.

They used to call him

"Maid To Order McCallum".

Why would any maid

want to sleep with McCallum?

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