Like Father Like Son Page #5

Thanks for the chow, Chris,

and glad l could be of help.

Doc, again, great wardrobe.

Thousands of herrings must

have died for that jacket.

- A C?

- Yeah, l'm sorry. l tried my best.

But l'm just not good in biology.

Chris?

Dad?

l don't f***ing believe it.

Chris?

Dad?

Oh, sh*t.

Are you in there?

Yeah, Dad. l'm old.

l don't believe it.

All right, just stay calm.

There's bound to be a very rational

scientific explanation for all of this.

There is. You put Tabasco sauce

in your bloody mary.

- Oh, God.

- Dr. Hammond.

Dr. Hammond.

l feel a little responsible

about what's happened here.

lt started out when l fooled around with

my uncle's brain-transference serum.

There's no such thing

as a brain transference.

No sweat.

l remember my uncle

saying something...

...about it not lasting very long.

l can ask him, but he's gone.

- Well, not dead. Just gone.

- Listen to me, you little a**hole.

l don't care where your uncle is

or what you have to do to find him.

But you go now and do whatever you

have to do to get us out of this thing.

And if you don't, you'll never finish

puberty. Do l make myself clear?

Sorry, Dad.

Trigger.

Trigger.

Dr. Hammond? ls that you?

No! Yes. l was just wondering

if you'd seen my cat.

- No.

- No. Damn cat.

Well, then, Walter...

...l wonder, could l have a word

alone with your fine boy, Clarence?

- Sure.

- l'll see you at the front door!

Hello.

- What's up?

- What can l get you?

Drinks.

- l'll have a martini.

- You want that on the rocks?

No, in a glass is fine.

Could l have some ice

with that, please?

And what would be your finest

champagne?

Louis Roederer Cristal,

and you're not getting any.

Yeah.

This sucks. l'm gonna cruise

the joint and gets me a woman.

And you guys know each other?

Well, well, well. Who have we here?

We have moi.

- Me.

- You know, when l saw you...

...a moment ago, a shiver

ran through my body.

Think l need something

to warm up?

You mean like a hot chocolate?

l was thinking of something a little

more personal and a lot more private.

- Private as in just you and me?

- Can't think of anyone else to invite.

- Okay.

- Okay?

The place is full of nuns.

Hello, there. How you doing?

The name's Trigger. As in ''horse.''

As in ''hung like.''

This is my son's friend.

- Yeah, see, we're inseparable.

- Yeah.

The age difference doesn't matter,

because l think like an adult.

- l also do other things like an adult.

- Yeah.

l have to go.

- Charming to meet your son's friend.

- The charm was all mine.

- l'll see you.

- Yeah, sure. Anytime.

- Anytime?

- Sure.

Let's rock 'n' roll!

On the house!

We have some lines open right now,

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