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You're into everything. Please.

It's brand-new.

I am gonna make movies of my classic

cars and sell them on the Internet.

Where is your computer?

One thing at a time. I'm gettin' that next.

Okay.

Why do you have a pet duck?

I found him one day by the pond.

He was all alone. Starving.

It was like his family just left

him there and forgot all about him.

Can I hold him?

Here. Just cup him.

Any time you pick him up or put

him down, hold him like that.

He's so cute. Mm-hmm.

Hi.

So I warned him not

to, but he decided...

he wanted to pick up a custom

three-quarter race cam,

and put it in himself to

save a couple hundred bucks.

But he lined up

the timing gear wrong.

It's just insulin, honey.

I'm a diabetic, and

Lenore hates needles,

even though I make

her carry a kit around.

Mom, I don't hate needles.

It's just, if I were given a choice,

I would prefer to get my fingernails ripped out.

So, when he turned over the

engine, of course he smashed the valves,

bent some rods and cracked his new cam.

And now he's lookin'

at a $4,000 rebuild.

Could I be excused? I need

to study for my S.A.T.'s.

Can you please take out the garbage?

I'll do it in the morning. I'll do it.

- Thank you, Sarah.

- Where do I dump it?

Um, I'll show you.

I'd have done it for

him for a hundred bucks.

What's that?

Pack of wolves.

Moved in here a couple months ago.

They sound so close.

Uncle Darryl can't seem

to get rid of 'em.

Maybe for them, we're the intruders,

and they've been here

for a thousand years.

I never thought of it that way. Few do.

Hi. I brought you this.

I thought you might like it,

being in a new place.

What's the matter? I'm cold.

Oh.

Oh, my God. What happened?

We were camping, and I stumbled

and fell into the campfire.

It didn't heal very well.

- You fell? - You can touch it.

It doesn't hurt anymore.

I know that your mother had problems,

and it's okay to talk about it.

I just want you to know

you'll be safe with me.

Here. Let's tuck you in.

- Did you just throw this?

- No.

They brought a facilitator who

worked with him an entire week...

on the correct way to address--

At the end of the week--

one postal worker, who was

the head of the union--

This guy-- He raised his hand and said--

Uncle Darryl?

I think I need to go to sleep now.

Um--

Do you mind if I go to sleep now?

Conrad.

You are in my house, and

you're on my schedule,

so don't do that again.

I thought you put a lock on the cage.

I did.

Maybe you forgot to lock it.

Maybe he slipped through a crack.

Oh, he hated that duck.

Hey, what happened?

Lenore found her duck

with its neck broken.

What?

I'm sure it was an accident.

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