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are you doing? What are you doing?

- Norman is gonna kill you

- Spray anywhere

Jackie, wake up

We gotta go downstairs

He said

he'd cut his foot investigating a noise...

outside his house.

I couldn't figure out

why he didn't tell Dad the rest.

He must not have too many good friends

if he had to come to us

in his time of need

He has a sword in that cane

Really?

Yeah And he attacked Mr Festinger

one night with a tree branch

Really?

Wonder why

he didn't use his sword

I guess that's when it all started.

I just didn't realize till later

that the trouble wasn't only with Norman.

Uh-oh Me spill

Who let this brat

into my crypt?

Spaghetti Bolognese? Now, how do you

expect me to clean up this mess?

This oughta do the trick

Don't move, Dylan

Hang in there Okay Cut

Camera one, lock it off

All right You can move now

- Peggy, take his clothes off.

- Come here

- Hi, Peggy

- Here you go, Jack Hang onto that

One day you're gonna like the girls doin'this.

Jack, don't you wanna be in the commercial?

No way

I have friends that watch this show

- Give me the clothes, Peggy Put 'em right here

- Yep

- John, can I see you for a second?

- Now, Gordon?

- John, can I see you for a second?

- Now, Gordon?

Right now

Do you mind?

All right

Well, let's take five

What? What?

You canceling the show?

No, no I love the show

I love the commercials I love everything

- You gonna give me more bread?

- Look.

I've been fightin'as hard as I can for you,

but they're pinnin'me to the mat.

It seems they have a problem with

your Psycho Ward Cleaver character

They think he's in bad taste

- Why? Because he has multiple head wounds?

- Who knows?

So just think of another character

Is this a suggestion

or a nonnegotiable demand?

It's a...

It's just a phone call

- They make a phone call, and you roll over

- Don't worry

Your dad can always

calm Gordon down

- You're layin' down on me

- Course I am

What? These people say "Sh*t,"

and you say, "What color?"

All right Give me the jug Peggy, run out

and round up a bucket of dog vomit

We'll throw it on the rug

All right Come on

Mom always said

Dad bristled when he got mad.

And some people

made him madder than others.

Grandma! Grandma!

- Grandma! Grandma!

- Hi. Ooh, look at him!

Maybe that's

where the trouble really came from.

- Look who's here

- Oh, my goodness golly.

Ooh-ooh-ooh!

- Hi

- Come on

How are you? Hi, John

- Whoa Look at that!

- Hey For you

Long ago in Hollywood, Mom's parents...

were put on a blacklist

they kept for Communists.

Though no one ever proved they carried

the cards, which is the way you could tell.

- Lincoln Steffens Thank you, Grandma

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