The Boys Are Back Page #3

- Give him a cuddle.

- He doesn't want me to.

- Rubbish.

- Well, it's like he's having a fit.

You don't cuddle people

when they're having a fit, do you?

- You're vile.

- True.

I couldn't leave him like that.

Talk to him.

The trouble is, it's not me he wants.

It's you.

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

That's all right.

What are you up to in there?

Artie?

Can I do it again, Daddy?

- Oh, my God.

- Can I, Daddy? Can I?

Please, can I? Can I?

Yes.

Here goes!

Again! Again!

Hang on. Hang on.

You need some more water.

Big splash coming up!

Artie?

Sweetheart...

I'm the king of the rock!

Welcome back, travelers.

I think it's a chocolate...

- Here you go, mate.

- Thanks.

What's the second number?

Eat up, Daniel. Come on.

- He won't eat, Mummy.

- Digby.

- Thanks, Miriam.

- Okay. Back in a minute.

- Come on, bubby. Oh!

- You're going to love this.

Excuse, darling.

It's our little feeding ritual.

Come on, bubba.

There's some water in there.

Where's Daddy? Where is he?

There he is.

Where's Daddy? Look! Open up.

Whoa! Yeah!

Good boy. Good boy.

Oh! Look, Danny! What's Daddy doing?

There he is.

Good boy.

One more spoonful. Good boy.

I've only got two pairs. I'm here.

- How many have you got, Jason?

- Yeah!

"They didn't live

in the trees, like we did. They made..."

It looks like he's doing okay,

considering.

Yeah, but what chance

does he stand now?

- He's got you.

- That's what I mean.

Shouldn't the State intervene

and make sure a woman looks

after little children?

Well, don't look at me.

I mean, I've got to do tricks on

my lawnmower to get my child to eat.

What do I know?

Artie, come on. I can't be late.

Artie.

- Great. Let's go.

- But I'm not dressed.

- I know. Why not?

- Because I haven't got any clothes.

Well, look on the line.

- Can I have a Mars bar?

- No, you bloody can't.

All we need now is

to get you to undress

straight into the washing machine

and the system will be faultless.

- Artie, eat your toast.

- It's got crusts.

- What?

- I don't like it when it's got crusts.

It's fine. Just eat it, okay?

You know what happens

when you don't eat.

This is my kangaroo, Nibbles,

and we rescue injured kangaroos,

and we keep him at home.

Mr. Warr,

don't forget the parent meeting.

Sorry?

In the hall after school

if you can make it.

And he eats kangaroo pellets,

carrots,

and we sometimes give him treats.

And Nibbles sleeps in a pouch.

We're talking about

our animals.

- Sit down here.

- And when they are older,

they don't need a pouch.

- Can he borrow your kitty?

- They go in a big yard.

And this one's still in a heated pouch.

All right. What about you, Lucy?

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