The Odd Life of Timothy Green Page #3

I'm coming. Hey. Hi, Brenda.

Who was that?

- Oh!

- Are we early?

- (CAR HONKING)

- Oh, gosh.

I didn't think so.

(LAUGHING NERVOUSLY)

Jim?

There we go.

- CINDY:
Jim!

- I'm on it!

Okay, kiddo,

you ready to meet some people?

- Mmm-hmm.

- Good, because we're not.

(WHISPERING) Yeah,

yeah, yeah. Good.

- Okay.

- Okay.

Now, all the kids

you're going to meet today,

they come from their moms' tummies.

Whereas you come from...

- The garden.

- Yes!

I don't know about you,

but I have a tendency to over-share.

So maybe we just keep

some things between us for now.

Like the garden or your leaves.

Why?

Because they may not understand.

Can you understand

that they may not understand?

- I think so.

- Yes?

- Mmm-hmm.

- Good!

Let's go get ready to meet some people.

Okay.

Hold the corner down. Thank you.

Hey. Hey, everybody.

Here's what's happening.

It's no secret that

we've been trying to have a family

and we got some good news.

I know it's all of a sudden.

His name is Timothy.

And please don't ask

too many questions.

BRENDA:
When were

you going to tell me,

and how old is he,

and where did he come from?

It was all very sudden

and kind of miraculous.

Huh.

I mean, I thought

you were trying to have a real kid.

I mean, you know, one of your own.

He felt like mine

from the first time I saw him.

I'm sorry.

These are the coals.

I'm going to put that down for a second.

Well, with a little heads-up, I could've

helped with the clothes at least.

Hey, guys.

- Hey.

- Hi.

- How's it going?

- Yeah, good. You know.

- Is it going?

- Yeah.

How's everything going over there?

(WHISPERING) Who invited him?

I didn't think he would come.

Hi.

- Oh, hello.

- Hey, Timothy.

Hey.

This is my dad.

Hi, Grandpa.

- Uh...

- (JIM CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

Call me Big Jim.

TIMOTHY:
Okay, bye!

Okay.

Timothy, come here.

"Grandpa"?

This is my Aunt Mel and my Uncle Bub.

They practically raised me.

- Hello, Timothy.

- Hi.

Hello, young man.

Hello, old boy.

Did you know I invented

the peanut butter and jelly sandwich?

Did you know I'm a big fan of your work?

(LAUGHING)

Well, goodbye.

- Hi, I'm Timothy.

- Hi.

Hi. Hi.

Hi.

- Hi.

- Hey.

So you all came from

your mom's tummy?

How was that?

This all you got?

I know.

Who wants to play?

JIM SR:
The object,

boys and girls, is to dodge,

so how about we start with you?

ALL:
Oh!

Out! You're out!

You got to move!

You got to dodge the ball, Timothy.

JIM SR:
Come on!

Gotta move, gotta move, gotta move.

Into prison. You're out.

CINDY:
You have to coach him

because he clearly doesn't understand.

Timothy, Timothy. Timothy, Timothy.

Look, it's just down to five kids.

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