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Written by waxon
(In the hotel parking lot/courtyard everyone is enjoying their waffles and chatting - Reference episode 12.)
Erlemeyer is standing alone gazing at the entrance leading to the hotel. A dark figure is approaching. Erlemeyer smiles in contentment.
As Freddy is talking to Ramon and Palaka, he notices the one approaching
Freddy: “Holy Shit.”
(Palaka, turning to see what he is referring to, drops his plate and remains with his mouth dropped)
Freddy: (Under his breath) “It’s him.”
The camera turns to John who is being talked to by the car salesman. Neither are aware of the figure approaching.
Ramon: “It is the Father?”
Freddy: “Its the one I saw in that fucking volcano.” (Ramon looks confused)
Zippy is perched on the edge of Bill’s plate and suddenly flies off.
Noticing the figure approaching, Sissy quickly throws her cigarette to the ground, Mitch, hovering a few inches off the ground, drops to the ground barely maintaining his balance.
Kai: (In disbelief) “Far out.”
Butchie: (in similar disbelief) “Bitchin!”
Shaun in the closest to the man approaching. He casually turns to him.
Shaun: “Hi, Uncle George.”
George: (Smiling) “Hi, Son!”
Butchie looks at Tina. In response, she shrugs her shoulders.
Now everyone is looking on.
George (looking at Butchie’s monad tee-shirt): “You know what my favorite thing is about that little guy? He is one lean little stick figure!”
Linc: “George Foreman?”
George: (grinning) “Well, I ain’t Babe Ruth”
Linc: “You are the Father?”
George: “No, I’m the brother”
Linc: “Who’s brother?”
George: “The Father’s brother”
Dwayne: “So, you are the uncle?”
George: (Laughing) “I guess you could say that!” George walks to Barry who, by now, is clutching his Bear. “I heard you were serving brunch, is there enough to go around?”
Barry looks to Ramon who is frantically patting sausages with paper towels…
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