The Watsons Go to Birmingham Page #2

Help me, help me!

Help me!

I'm not playing, Byron!

I'm not that stupid.

I'm serious, Kenny, go get help!

Go get momma!

Why?

Go get Momma, go get her, help!

Momma! Come on, quick, it's By!

Kenny Bernard Watson, what

is all that yelling about?

- What on earth is going on?

- Quick! Quick! Hurry!

Come on!

Come on, I need help!

Geh me offa 'ere!

Oh, my word.

It's okay, sweetheart.

How did this happen?

Why you asking how it happened?

Can't you tell?

This little knucklehead was kissing

his reflection in the window...

and his lips got stuck.

- Dad, help!

- Daniel, what are we gonna do?

What do y'all do when

this happens up here?

I don't know, I've lived in

Flint, Michigan my whole life...

and I ain't never seen anyone with

their lips stuck to a window.

I don't know what to

do, let him thaw out.

Pull him off, Dad.

No, no, no, no!

What should we do? Should we pour

some hot water on the window...

so it'll warm up and

we can pull him off?

Byron, don't worry, baby.

We gonna get you off of here.

I don't know, pouring hot water

on it might make it worse.

But yeah, get some hot water out of

the tap and I'll see what I can do.

Gimme this.

Okay, lover boy...

I guess you won't be getting

called hot lips, huh?

The last of the red

hot lovers, either.

Don't do that!

Oh, no, don't do that!

No! Let me go!

You better stop banging on this

brown bomber, boy, I ain't playing.

Hey! Come here.

Okay, come on, okay.

It's okay, it's all right.

It's okay.

Oh, no, 'top! 'top!

Daniel, get in the house

and call the hospital...

see what they say we should do.

Joey and Kenny, go with your daddy!

Okay, sweetheart, now you know

we're gonna have to do something.

I'm just gonna warm up your

face a little bit, okay?

All right, just relax, just relax.

Okay, now you know I love you...

and I wouldn't do anything

to hurt you, right?

- Right? Okay.

- Wait, what are you gonna do?

All right, it's okay.

It's okay, baby.

No, no, can't... can't

hurt my mouth! Oh! No!

No, no! No! Come on!

Get off me!

Yee-ow!

I didn't see it, but I bet

Byron's lips stretched a mile...

before he let go of that window.

I bet his lips looked like a giant rubber band

before they snapped away from that glass.

- Hey, Joey, guess what?

- What?

When I get to Aunt Cydney's...

I'm going to start writing

my own comic book.

About what?

Well, it's going to be about

this really mean criminal...

who has a terrible accident that

turns him into a superhero.

Do you know what I'm gonna

call that superhero?

Mm-mm.

The Lipless Wonder.

All he does is beat up other superheroes

who are smaller than him...

and the only thing he's afraid of...

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