Grown Ups Page #3

He really is.

When he knew his time was almost over ...

He told me that one specific man,

who was talking about him.

Therefore I ask Lenny Feder forward.

Sorry, I'm totally unprepared.

I am extremely honored to

Coach asked me this.

I also feel bad because

I had not seen him for a long time ...

and he always wanted that I passed ...

and I was too busy ...

and I regret it.

I understand that the team from 1978 to

only championship team he once was.

And that is very impressive.

Judging from the talent we

had to offer.

Believe it or not, Rob and Mark

were then even smaller.

They had the talent that you never had.

The ball pass.

Someone must clearly learn

chicken legs to pass.

Just kidding.

I say goodbye to a great

part of our lives.

You have everyone in the room changed.

Hopefully we live our lives just like you ...

and we have no regrets as

the final buzzer sounds.

Let us bow in silence.

This had to stop after you.

This is madness.

Five dollars that he goes on one knee.

- Good.

Grow up.

- Look at him now.

Is not that angry, Rob.

What we find in Rob's girl?

Happy?

Saint Pauli grandma?

- She seems okay.

She's pretty.

- Me with a wig.

His daughter is what.

When Ben Franklin flew that kite

with key on it.

That was at her apartment.

He seems to love.

He was also in love with the first three women.

The impostor, the beater and the eater.

He was always madly in love so suddenly.

And one day he snaps,

and was quickly over.

Coffee, Mr. Feder?

No thanks.

Voluntarily offer coffee.

Drink it and learn, but what in the church.

But you reported me you wanted coffee.

- No, you drunk and studied.

So you study books in the church.

Come on, Rita.

Mama, I want some milk.

- Sure, come.

I'll give you something.

Quiet, not a big gulps.

You get stomach ache.

Your son is so cute.

How old is he?

He is 48 months.

That's four.

We wanted to quit last year,

but he so keenly desire ...

and we do not like to say no.

Honey, you can use a fork?

No!

She apparently got the memo.

I want that spot.

Respect the convertibles.

Nice that you took your piggy bank.

Look at you again.

- Come on.

Rob his car is also an UMPA Lumpa.

It's cute.

It is enough for one night.

Can you handle it?

Daddy, what does that machine?

- It takes away the moths.

Where?

- Hell.

Do not say that.

- Sorry, not hell, Mexico.

It gives them power

so they fall asleep.

Electric.

- They are electrocuted?

Then they die.

- Kill them?

Daddy, no!

- It is not.

They are all okay, I promise.

Look at this.

He still sleeps.

It's dead, Dad.

A porch swing.

I know what I'm doing this weekend.

Now he is dead.

Welcome back to 1978.

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