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Give me his rap sheet,

anything else you can get your hands on.

I need this done, and I need it now.

- You understand?

- You need to be careful Court orders-

I've been careful, Tom, and Joey's gone.

- Now, please.

- Okay I'll take care of it

I'm gonna go to Ohio

and see what this guy wants.

- Whoa! This is so cool!

- Yeah?

Wait. Check this out.

For bringing up lunch.

Oh, yeah.

Get up on top.

- Ready?

- Yep.

All right.

Okay, you're gonna put it in up here.

Watch my fingers.

Give her a good smack.

There you go.

- Oh!

- Yeah!

- One, two, three.

- Camper. Go get it!

- Cookies!

- Hey!

Actually, sorry.

No girls allowed.

Aw. I guess I'm gonna

have to take them back then.

You have some cookies, so you can come up.

- I guess you can come up if

you have cookies. - Okay.

So, little Joe, what do you like to do?

I mostly like to sail.

I know how to steer a boat myself.

Do your mom and dad have a boat?

Yeah, a big sailboat.

But it also has a motor.

- Mmm.

- You know what we could do?

We could go up to Dillon Lake tomorrow.

They got these little boats

that you can rent. You can steer it.

- How 'bout that?

- Yeah, that could be fun.

Im done with my cookies now.

So, ready to take a shower, little man?

I don't like showers.

Listen, you gotta get cleaned up

before bed, right?

Can't go to bed dirty.

I don't wanna shower.

I just wanna go home.

Can I please go home?

Babe, you know what?

What you could do

is go to the bathroom with Wendy...

And just wash up your face and hands...

And, you know, maybe that'll

make you feel better.

- Yeah.

- Okay? All right?

That's a great idea.

But, um, next time...

You gotta take a shower, okay?

Okay.

- Hey, let's test the rope swing.

- Yeah!

- All right.

- Oh, boy.

- Ready?

- Have fun.

All right.

Yee-haw!

- Whoo!

- That's pretty cool.

Help!

Hoo-hoo! Whoo!

- All right. Your turn.

- Okay.

What a cute nose you have.

Is it kind of upturned?

Kind of like mine.

Hmm.

It's grape juice.

Non-fermented.

A toast...

To my perfect wife...

And my perfect son.

You know...

Ive been thinkin' a lot

about the day that he was born...

And how I felt when they

took him away from me...

Out of my arms...

And how I was never gonna...

See his little head again...

Or smell his skin.

Hey. Shh, shh, shh, shh.

It's okay.

Nobody-

Nobody's gonna take him

away from us again, okay?

I know.

It's okay.

It's just, um...

His mother must be feeling

the same way I did, maybe worse.

Yeah.

But, babe, somebody's gonna lose.

It's not gonna be us this time.

You are his mother...

And we are his parents...

And it's right for him to be with us.

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