Original subtitles

VIOLA: YOU JUST ADOPTED A BABY BOY.

DYLAN: I'M DYLAN. WHAT UP?

I'M FROM THE HARSH STREETS

OF CHICAGO.

I WAS ON THAT BLOCK.

VIOLA: THIS CHILD HAS NEVER HAD A HOME.

HE WOULD BE HAPPY HERE.

DYLAN: THIS HOUSE IS DOPE, MAN!

KNOW WHAT I'M SAYIN'?

YASMINE: IS THIS ENGLISH?

MYLES: SOUNDS LIKE... [BABBLES]

CHARLIE: I THINK I NEED TO GOOGLE THIS.

DYLAN: WE GOT WORK TO DO.

I'M GONNA HELP YOU.

CHARLIE: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

MYLES: HE'S ONLY 8. HOW BAD COULD IT BE?

DYLAN: SO LET ME TELL YOU WHERE BABIES COME FROM.

REBECCA: MOM!

DYLAN: I'M TAKING THE TOP BUNK.

I'M A TOP DOG IN THIS DOG-EAT-DOG WORLD.

YOU'RE JUST A SQUIRREL.

DYLAN: A'IGHT. YOU READY, CHUCKLES?

CHARLIE: I DON'T KNOW.

THERE'S NO WAY SHE'S GOING TO SAY YES.

DYLAN: PSHH! THAT'S WHY WE GOT A PLAN, MAN.

I'LL GO IN STRONG. YOU GET MY BACK WITH THE HYPE.

ALL YOU GOT TO SAY IS, "YEAH!"

YEAH?

CHARLIE: OK.

DYLAN: SAY IT WITH THAT CHEST. YEAH!

[DEEP VOICE] CHARLIE: YEAH!

DYLAN: THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN' ABOUT.

A'IGHT. YOU READY? LET'S GO.

DYLAN: YO, AUNTIE YAS,

CAN I RAP TO YOU REAL QUICK?

YASMINE: DYLAN, I DON'T REALLY HAVE TIME FOR A RAP RIGHT NOW.

DYLAN: WHAT? NO.

I'M JUST SAYIN', ME AND CHARLIE HAVE SOME DEMANDS.

THAT NEW MOVIE "BAD BOYS 3" IS OUT TODAY,

AND WE TRYIN' TO SEE IT.

[DEEP VOICE] CHARLIE: YEAH!

YASMINE: ISN'T THAT RATED "R"?

CHARLIE: YEAH, I'M PRETTY SURE--

DYLAN: THAT DOESN'T MATTER.

I'VE BEEN WAITING, LIKE, 17 YEARS FOR THIS SEQUEL.

YASMINE: YOU HAVEN'T EVEN BEEN ALIVE THAT LONG.

[DEEP VOICE] CHARLIE: YEAH!

DYLAN: BRO, WHICH SIDE IS YOU HYPIN'?

CHARLIE: SORRY. I GOT EXCITED.

DYLAN: IT'S ALL GOOD, LITTLE DUDE.

YOU JUST GOT TO EASE UP, A'IGHT?

SO?

YASMINE: SO?

DYLAN: YOU'RE GONNA SAY NO, AREN'T YOU?

[DEEP VOICE] YASMINE: YEAH!

MYLES: ♪ GOOD MORNING ♪

YASMINE: OH, THERE YOU ARE.

MYLES: HEY. YASMINE: I'M LATE. I GOT TO GO.

THE CATERERS ARE GONNA BE HERE IN A COUPLE HOURS.

YOU CAN HANDLE THEM, RIGHT?

MYLES: 'COURSE. WHAT CATERERS?

YASMINE: YOU'RE JOKING.

MYLES: AM I?

YASMINE: YOU BETTER BE,

BECAUSE IF YOU FORGOT THAT MY BOSS

AND THE ENTIRE OFFICE ARE GOING TO BE HERE TONIGHT,

CELEBRATING YOUR AMAZING WIFE GETTING AN AWARD,

I'LL KILL YOU, RIGHT, CHARLIE?

[DEEP VOICE] CHARLIE: YEAH!

MYLES: HEH HEH HEH HEH! HONEY,

OF COURSE I REMEMBER.

YASMINE: MM-HMM. GOOD.

THEN YOU ALSO REMEMBER THAT YOU VOLUNTEERED

TO GIVE A SPEECH ABOUT ME.

MYLES: HONEY, UH, YES, I REMEMBERED.

YASMINE: WELL, I LOOK FORWARD TO HEARING THAT

WELL-THOUGHT-OUT SPEECH THAT I AM SURE YOU ALREADY WROTE.

MYLES: MM-HMM. LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING,

YOU'RE GOING TO LOVE IT.

YOU'RE GONNA LOVE IT! HA!

THINK SHE BOUGHT IT?

CHARLIE: YEAH, DAD. YOU TOTALLY FOOLED HER.

♪ THERE ONCE WAS A KID FROM THE CITY OF CHI ♪

♪ MA KNEW I WAS IMPORTANT, NOT A REGULAR GUY ♪

♪ EVERYBODY FOLLOW ME, I'MMA TAKE YOU ON A TRIP ♪

♪ BUCKLE UP, LET'S GO, I'MMA GETCHU ALL HIP ♪

♪ I'M A STAR CAME UP FROM A BLOCK IN CHI-TOWN ♪

♪ LIVIN' LARGE I'M TRYNA BALANCE ♪

♪ SCHOOL AND THESE BARS ♪

♪ CAME FAR ♪

♪ AIN'T NO BETTER FEELIN' ♪

♪ I TELL 'EM, "YOU GON' LOVE YOUNG DYLAN" ♪

♪ YOUNG DYLAN ♪ SINGER: ♪ AY! YOUNG DYLAN! ♪

DYLAN: ♪ YOUNG DYLAN ♪ SINGER: ♪ AY! YOUNG DYLAN! ♪

DYLAN: ♪ I TELL 'EM, "YOU GON' LOVE YOUNG DYLAN" ♪

[DYLAN GRUMBLES]

MMM.

[CHARLIE AND DYLAN LAUGHING]

DYLAN: THERE YOU GO, POP. NOW, THAT'S FUNNY.

CHARLIE: YEAH, DAD. THAT'S A GREAT JOKE.

MYLES: IT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO BE A JOKE.

DYLAN: OH. WELL, THEN, IT'S NOT VERY FUNNY.

CHARLIE: AND IT'S A LITTLE MEAN.

MYLES: WOULD YOU TWO FIND SOMETHING TO DO?

I MEAN, I'M HAVING A HARD ENOUGH TIME WRITING

THIS SPEECH FOR YOUR MOTHER'S THING TONIGHT

WITHOUT YOU TWO SITTING ON MY SHOULDERS.

DYLAN: WORD.

WELL, I--I GUESS WE COULD-- HEH HEH!--

I DON'T KNOW, WATCH A MOVIE OR SOMETHING.

MYLES: YEAH, YEAH, DO THAT.

DYLAN: A'IGHT, BET, SO YOU DON'T MIND

IF WE WATCH, UM, I DON'T KNOW, "BAD BROS 3?"

MYLES: YEP, YEP. DYLAN: RIGHT, UNCLE MYLES?

MYLES: YEP, YEP, GREAT. SOUNDS LIKE FUN.

REBECCA: ISN'T THAT MOVIE RATED, LIKE, DOUBLE-R?

CHARLIE: YEAH.

I THINK THAT'S WHY MOM TOLD US NO.

MYLES: DYLAN.

DYLAN: WHAT? SHOOTER'S GONNA SHOOT.

MYLES: REBECCA, I--I CAN'T DEAL WITH THESE TWO TODAY.

I NEED YOU TO KEEP AN EYE ON THEM.

REBECCA: OH, SO YOU CAN DEAL WITH THE CATERERS

WHEN THEY GET HERE?

MYLES: YEAH, BUT I NEED YOU TO DEAL WITH THE CATERERS, TOO.

DAD!

[HIGH-PITCHED VOICE] MYLES: "DAD!"

OK. ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT.

YOU KNOW WHAT? IT WAS A BIT MUCH, OK?

I'M STRESSED. I'M SORRY. IT WAS UNNECESSARY.

WHATEVER. I CAN'T ANYWAYS. I'M GOING TO BETHANY'S.

MYLES: WELL, YOU NEED TO CALL BETHANY AND

TELL HER YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE. REBECCA: DAD, NO.

MYLES: THEN YOU NEED TO CALL BETHANY

AND TELL HER YOU'RE GROUNDED.

REBECCA: HEH HEH!

GUESS I CAN BE A LITTLE LATE.

MYLES: MM-HMM. GREAT.

DYLAN: YOU KNOW, UNCLE MYLES,

YOU'RE STRESSED ABOUT THIS LITTLE SPEECH

WHEN THERE'S NO REASON. [SCOFFS]

YOU'VE GOT A GRADE-A WRITER SITTING RIGHT ON YOUR SHOULDER.

MYLES: YEAH. GOOD IDEA.

CHARLIE, WHAT YOU GOT?

CHARLIE: WELL, YOU COULD TRY-- DYLAN: NO. O.G.!

ME. ME.

I CAN WHIP UP SOMETHING FOR YOU IN, LIKE,

MMM, NO TIME.

MYLES: WHAT'S HE SAYING?

CHARLIE: HE'S SAYING HE COULD WRITE YOUR SPEECH FOR YOU.

MYLES: AH. DYLAN: EXACTLY!

I'M SAYIN' I GOT YOU!

AS A YOUNG RAPPER-- YOUNG DYLAN--

YOU AIN'T GOT TO WORRY ABOUT NOTHIN'.

NOW, WHAT RHYMES WITH YASMINE?

MMM, RASPIN'?

MMM. I DON'T KNOW. UM--

OOH, HAS BEEN, HAS BEEN.

LET ME PUT THAT IN. THAT'S A GREAT--

MYLES: MM-MMM, MM-MMM.

YEAH, THIS IS A SPEECH, NOT A RAP, OK?

THERE'S NO RHYMES IN SPEECHES.

DYLAN: AIN'T YOU EVER HEARD OF THE "I HAVE A DREAM" SPEECH?

MYLES: YEAH. THAT SPEECH DIDN'T RHYME.

DYLAN: NO, BUT THAT DUDE GOT FLOW.

REBECCA: DID YOU JUST CALL DR. MARTIN LUTHER KING

"DUDE"?

MYLES: NOW, DYLAN, NO, THANK YOU.

APPRECIATE THE OFFER, THOUGH.

I'M GONNA GO FINISH WRITING MY SPEECH UPSTAIRS.

UM, REBECCA? REBECCA: HUH?

MYLES: I NEED YOU TO KEEP AN EYE ON THEM.

I'M GONNA GIVE THE CATERER YOUR NUMBER.

AND, GUYS,

YOUR MOTHER LEFT ME IN CHARGE,

SO DON'T MESS THIS UP.

REBECCA: OK, YOU HEARD HIM. I'M IN CHARGE,

AND I'M NOT TAKING MY EYES OFF OF YOU TWO FOR ONE SECOND,

NOT EVEN IF-- [PHONE VIBRATES]

[GASPS] SMELLY KELLY'S WEARING ORANGE?

DYLAN: WHAT THE--

SHE IS GONNA STOP TALKING IN THE MIDDLE OF A SENTENCE

AND WALK OFF LIKE THAT?

CHARLIE: SHE DOES THAT SOMETIMES.

DYLAN: YO, THAT'S MAD RUDE.

CHARLIE: YOU'LL GET USED TO IT.

DYLAN: YO, CHUCK, WHAT'S THIS?

WHAT'S A PARENTAL LOCK?

CHARLIE: OH. MY PARENTS PUT THAT ON THERE

SO WE CAN'T WATCH BAD MOVIES. YOU NEED THE CODE.

DYLAN: WELL, WHAT'S THE CODE?

CHARLIE: I DON'T KNOW. I'LL GO ASK MY DAD.

DYLAN: CHARLIE, NO!

HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW? YOU'VE GOT TO BE LOOKING

OVER THEIR SHOULDERS WHEN THEY TYPE THIS STUFF.

CHARLIE: OH. DYLAN: I GOT IT.

WATCH THIS. 1-1--

CHARLIE: KA-CAW! KA-CAW!

DYLAN: CHILL! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

CHARLIE: THE SIGNAL. DYLAN: WHAT SIGNAL?

REBECCA: I ASSUME FOR ME?

CHARLIE: HIDE IT, HIDE IT, HIDE IT.

DYLAN: OH, HEY, SIS. WE WEREN'T EVEN--

REBECCA: DON'T CARE, AND DON'T CALL ME SIS.

THE CATERERS ARE HERE.

[FRENCH ACCENT] MAN: HELLO, YOUNG MISS.

I AM HERE FROM ZE CATERING COMPANY AND--

REBECCA: KITCHEN TABLE. YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO.

MAN: OK. JUST GO GRAB THE FOOD

FROM THE VAN AND, UM, OK.

DYLAN: HEY, SIS.

HEY, COUSIN REBECCA!

REBECCA: WHAT'S UP? DYLAN: PLEASE, PLEASE,

PLEASE TELL ME I GET TO BUST UP SOME OF THIS FOOD.

REBECCA: YEAH. IT'S EXPENSIVE, BUT MY MOM

ALWAYS ORDERS WAY TOO MUCH, SO GO NUTS.

DYLAN: YES!

MAN: AHEM. UH,

WE HAVE SOME MORE TO GRAB. AHEM. UH, OK.

COME, COME. COME.

DYLAN: FINALLY, SOME FOOD WORTHY

OF A YOUNG RAP GUY LIKE MYSELF.

THIS IS HOW I SHOULD BE EATIN'.

YO!

WHAT IS THIS?

REBECCA: FANCY FOOD.

DYLAN: A LITTLE TOMATO STUFFED WITH A PIECE OF GREEN? UGH!

REBECCA: THAT'S A WALKING SALAD.

DYLAN: AND WHAT IS THIS?

IT LOOKS LIKE BROWN GOOP

ON A PIECE OF CRACKER.

UGH!

CHARLIE: OH, MY DAD LOVES THE BROWN GOOP.

DYLAN: AND AUNT YAS IS PAYING THEM FOR THIS TRASH?

MAN, THESE GUYS ARE CROOKS.

I MEAN, LOOK AT THIS.

I WOULDN'T FEED THIS TO A STRAY DOG.

CHARLIE: YEAH! [COUGHS]

DYLAN: AND IF THIS WAS MY HOUSE,

I WOULD TELL THESE CLOWNS TO TAKE THEIR WALKING SALADS

AND WALK ON OUTTA HERE!

KICK ROCKS! YOU'RE FIRED!

CHARLIE: YEAH! [COUGHING]

REBECCA: CHARLIE.

GO DO YOUR BREATHING EXERCISES.

IT DOESN'T MATTER IF YOU LIKE THE FOOD.

IT'S FOR MY MOM'S BOSSES.

DYLAN: OH... SO, SHE HATES THEM?

REBECCA: NO!

DYLAN: SO SHE'S TRYING TO GET FIRED?

REBECCA: NO! DYLAN: CHARLIE?

REBECCA: AAH! DYLAN: OOH.

REBECCA: WHOA, WHOA, WHOA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

CHARLIE: TOSSING THIS JUNK IN THE TRASH.

DYLAN: CHARLIE, WHY?!

CHARLIE: YOU SAID IT WAS DOG FOOD

AND THE CATERERS ARE A BUNCH OF CROOKS, SO I FIRED THEM.

DYLAN: OH. AHEM.

REBECCA: YOU WHAT?

CHARLIE: THIS IS MY HOUSE!

SO I SENT THEM PACKING!

YOU'RE WELCOME.

REBECCA: CHARLIE!

I HAVE TO GET THEM BACK!

CHARLIE: THAT'S UNLIKELY.

I TOLD THEM TO TAKE THEIR NASTY FOOD

AND GET OUT OF HERE! DYLAN: HA HA!

YEAH, THAT WAS PRETTY NASTY FOOD.

I GOT TO SAY, LITTLE DUDE,

I'M IMPRESSED.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

CHARLIE: WE'LL WORK ON THAT LATER.

REBECCA: GREAT! THEY'RE GONE.

HOW COULD YOU DO THIS, CHARLIE?

MOM IS GONNA KILL DAD, AND DAD'S GONNA KILL ME,

AND GUESS WHO I'M GOING TO KILL.

GRR!

DYLAN: OK, OK, OK.

LET'S CHILL WITH ALL THAT MURDER TALK.

YOUR BOY Y.D. GOT A PLAN.

REBECCA: GREAT.

DYLAN: ALL WE NEED TO DO IS MAKE OUR OWN DINNER,

AND I GUARANTEE IT'LL BE WAY BETTER

THAN THAT NASTY BROWN GOOP THEY WERE SLINGIN'.

REBECCA: I DON'T KNOW HOW TO COOK.

AND BESIDES, TOMORROW'S GROCERY DAY.

THERE'S, LIKE, NO FOOD IN THE HOUSE.

DYLAN: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

THERE'S MORE FOOD IN HERE THAN I SEEN

IN MY KITCHEN IN A YEAR!

REBECCA: WHAT, CORNFLAKES

AND OLD JARS OF PICKLES?

DYLAN: GIRL, I'VE BEEN COOKING FOR MYSELF

FROM AN EMPTY CUPBOARD SINCE I WAS 6.

I'M ALMOST AS GOOD AT THAT AS I AM AT RAPPING,

AND YOU KNOW I GOT BARS.

CHARLIE: YEAH! DYLAN: NOT NOW.

I'LL WHIP UP SOME OF MY GREATEST HITS,

AND Y'ALL ARE GONNA HELP ME.

NOW, HAND ME THOSE CORNFLAKES AND FIND ME SOME CHEESE.

REBECCA: THIS IS A TERRIBLE IDEA.

CHARLIE: WE COULD JUST TELL DAD WHAT HAPPENED.

REBECCA: I THINK THERE'S SOME, UM,

SHREDDED CHEDDAR IN THE BACK OF THE FRIDGE.

DYLAN: PERFECT.

REBECCA: OOH! OH!

CHEF!

THESE CORNFLAKE NACHOS ARE STARTING TO SMOKE.

DYLAN: GOOD. ONCE THE SMOKE GETS NICE

AND THICK, THAT MEANS THEY'RE DONE.

HOW'S IT GOING WITH THOSE PICKLED DOGS?

CHARLIE: I'M ALMOST OUT OF MAPLE SYRUP.

DYLAN: WELL, MAKE IT STRETCH.

REBECCA: DYLAN, ARE YOU SURE ANY OF THIS IS GOING TO TASTE OK?

DYLAN: PSHH! NO DOUBT.

REBECCA: OH! THAT'S MY DAD!

[DYLAN GRUNTS]

REBECCA: HE CAN'T COME IN HERE! HE'LL FREAK!

DYLAN: CHILL, CHILL! I'M ON IT!

MYLES: HELLO-O!

HELLO, HELLO, HELLO-- HEY, HEY, HEY, WHAT'S GOING ON?

WHAT--UH, OH.

YOU--YOU GUYS MADE THIS?

DYLAN: YEAH. JUST A LITTLE SUM SUM FOR AUNTIE.

MYLES: THAT'S NICE. [DYLAN GRUNTS]

HEH HEH! UM, UNCLE M.,

SHOULDN'T YOU BE UPSTAIRS, FINISHING YOUR SPEECH?

MYLES: OH, NO, NO. FINALLY DONE.

DYLAN: WHAT? FOR REAL? MYLES: MM-HMM.

HOT OFF THE PRESS. YES.

AND, UH, THERE'S GONNA BE TEARS. OH, YEAH.

OH, THE CATERERS. I HOPE THEY BROUGHT MY BROWN STUFF.

[DYLAN GRUNTS] NO.

UM, MAYBE YOU SHOULD LET ME HEAR THAT SPEECH,

YOU KNOW, MAKE SURE YOU'RE ACTUALLY COMIN' WITH THAT HEAT.

MYLES: YEAH. ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT.

CHECK THIS OUT. AHEM.

[CLEARS THROAT LOUDLY]

"YASMINE, MY WIFE,

"MY BEAUTIFUL FLOWER,

LIKE THE ROSE, YOUR BEAUTY AND YOUR STRENGTH KNOW NO END."

DYLAN: OK, DAWG!

I'MMA HAVE TO STOP YOU RIGHT THERE.

SO SHE WON AN AWARD, RIGHT?

MYLES: YES.

DYLAN: SO WHY ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT GARDENING?

MYLES: NO, NO, IT'S NOT ABOUT GARDENING.

IT'S A METAPHOR.

DYLAN: META FOR WHAT,

BAD?

DON'T WORRY.

I GOT YOU. HERE.

JUST A LITTLE SUM SUM I CAME UP WITH WHILE I WAS COOKIN'.

MYLES: COOKIN'? COOKIN' WHAT?

DYLAN: OH! UM,

IT'S SLANG FOR "COOKIN' UP THOSE LYRICS."

YOU KNOW THIS ALREADY. MYLES: OK.

DYLAN: NEVER MIND. JUST LISTEN.

[RAPPING] LET ME TELL YOU A LITTLE SUM ABOUT MY WIFE

AND HOW LUCKY I AM SHE'S IN MY LIFE.

MYLES: UH, NO. NO, I'M NOT GONNA DO IT.

NOT ABOUT TO RAP TO MY WIFE'S BOSS. THANK YOU.

DYLAN: WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, WAIT!

MYLES: BOY, GET OUT OF MY WAY.

YOU DON'T WANT TO GET BETWEEN ME AND MY GOOP, OK?

THANK YOU-- DYLAN: NO, NO, NO.

YASMINE: ♪ WE'RE HERE ♪

MYLES: HEY. YASMINE: WOW.

HI, SWEETIE.

MYLES: HI. SHE'S TALKING TO ME.

YASMINE: HMM. SMELLS SO INTERESTING.

OH, YOU KNOW MRS. WHITAKER.

MYLES: HI. GOOD TO SEE YOU AGAIN, MRS. WHITAKER.

MRS. WHITAKER: MARTIN, SO GOOD TO SEE YOU AGAIN.

MYLES: WELL, IT'S-- IT'S MYLES. HEH!

MRS. WHITAKER: AND YOU MUST BE CHARLIE.

YOU LOOK JUST LIKE I REMEMBER. [CHUCKLES]

DYLAN: YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO PUT THAT ON PAUSE.

MY NAME IS YOUNG DYLAN.

YASMINE: MRS. WHITAKER, THIS IS MY NEPHEW, DYLAN.

HE'S STAYING WITH US FOR A WHILE.

BUT WHY DON'T YOU ALL MAKE YOURSELF AT HOME

WHILE I CHECK IN WITH MYLES AND THE CATERERS?

MYLES: WELCOME, WELCOME.

YASMINE: YES. MYLES: ALL RIGHT.

YASMINE: AND, DYLAN, DON'T YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO DO?

DYLAN: NOT REALLY.

MYLES: LOOK AT THAT! YOU GOT A TROPHY.

LOOK AT THIS TROPHY. OH, MY GOSH.

I'M SO PROUD OF YOU. YASMINE: THANK YOU.

WAS THERE ANY PROBLEMS WITH THE CATERERS?

MYLES: OH, NO, NO, NOT AT ALL. NOT ON MY WATCH.

CHARLIE: COMING THROUGH. WHO'S HUNGRY?

YASMINE: CHARLIE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

CHARLIE: PASSING APPS. YASMINE: NO, I MEAN,

WHY ARE YOU PASSING THEM AND NOT THE CATERERS?

WHAT IS ON THAT TRAY?

CHARLIE: PICKLE DOGS.

YASMINE: MYLES, WHAT IS GOING ON?

MYLES: THAT'S A VERY GOOD QUESTION.

CHARLIE, WHAT'S GOING ON?

CHARLIE: WELL, DON'T PANIC,

BUT THERE WAS A SMALL PROBLEM WITH THE CATERERS.

YASMINE: WHAT IS WRONG WITH THEM?

CHARLIE: WELL... DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT.

I FIRED THEM. YASMINE: YOU WHAT?!

MYLES: HEH! YEAH!

YASMINE: I NEED TO TALK TO YOU IN THE KITCHEN, PLEASE.

MYLES: CHARLIE, YOU BETTER GO.

YASMINE: I WAS TALKING TO YOU.

DYLAN: THAT'S WHY THE BEST INVESTMENT

YOU CAN MAKE IS IN TODAY'S YOUTH.

MATTER OF FACT, WHAT'S YOUR NUMBER?

MRS. WHITAKER: UH, MY PHONE NUMBER?

DYLAN: YEAH, SO I CAN SEND YOU SOME TRACKS I'VE BEEN WORKIN' ON.

REBECCA: OH, HEY, MOM.

YASMINE: WHAT HAPPENED? REBECCA: OK, LOOK,

I WAS DEALING WITH THE CATERERS, AND I TOOK MY EYES OFF CHARLIE

FOR, LIKE, TWO SECONDS, AND HE WENT AND FIRED THEM ALL AND

THREW ALL THE FOOD IN THE TRASH. MYLES: IN THE TRASH?

WAS THERE BROWN STUFF? YASMINE: WAIT, WAIT.

WHY ARE YOU DEALING WITH THE CATERERS?

REBECCA: DAD SAID I WAS GROUNDED IF I DIDN'T.

YASMINE: OH! REALLY?

MYLES: WELL, YOU KNOW, I--I WASN'T, YOU KNOW,

I MEAN, AND THEN--PSHH!

YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL.

CHARLIE: HEY, BECKS, WE NEED MORE PICKLE DOGS ASAP.

MRS. WHITAKER IS DYING TO TRY THE CORNFLAKE NACHOS.

YASMINE: UH, I'M SORRY. WHAT?

CHARLIE: WHICH PART, PICKLE DOGS OR NACHOS?

YASMINE: YOU MEAN MRS. WHITAKER

ACTUALLY ATE ONE OF THOSE THINGS?

CHARLIE: NO, SHE ATE 3.

DYLAN: I'M TELLING YOU, MAN,

THAT'S ALL YOU NEED TO DO. BOOM!

INSTANT CASH FLOW.

MRS. WHITAKER: UM, WRITING THIS DOWN? HEH!

YASMINE: IS DYLAN BOTHERING YOU, MRS. WHITAKER?

MRS. WHITAKER: OH, I HAVE TO SAY I FIND YOUR NEPHEW DELIGHTFUL.

YASMINE: AND THE FOOD IS...EDIBLE?

MRS. WHITAKER: OH, HONESTLY,

I HAD NEVER EVEN HEARD

OF A PICKLE DOG IN MY LIFE,

BUT I GOT TO SAY, I KINDA LOVE 'EM.

[CHUCKLES] DYLAN: IT'S IN HAND.

YASMINE: REALLY?

MRS. WHITAKER: DYLAN'S BEEN TELLING US HOW HE

AND HIS COUSIN PREPARED THE DINNER.

YASMINE: YEAH. I'M SORRY ABOUT THAT. I--

MRS. WHITAKER, CHUCKLING: NO, I LOVE IT.

YASMINE: OH! HA HA HA!

OH, THANK YOU.

MRS. WHITAKER: I CAN'T TELL YOU HOW MANY

OF THESE CATERED DINNERS I'VE BEEN TO, AND IT'S

ALWAYS THE SAME FOOD.

HEH! FOLLOWED BY THE SAME SPEECH

ABOUT A...BABY BIRD

OR A FLOWER BLOOMING IN SPRING.

[BOTH LAUGH]

MRS. WHITAKER: OH, SORRY.

MARTIN, YOU DIDN'T HAVE A SPEECH, DID YOU?

YASMINE: WELL, YES.

MYLES WANTED TO SAY A FEW WORDS.

MYLES: AHEM. YASMINE: AND I AM SURE YOU CAN

EXPECT A LITTLE MORE THAN BIRDS AND FLOWERS,

RIGHT, SWEETIE?

MYLES: OF COURSE. YEP, YEAH, YEAH. NO.

I MEAN, YOU KNOW, MY SPEECH DOESN'T INVOLVE,

LIKE, NOT ONE FLOWER. NOT A SINGLE FLOWER, YEAH.

YEAH, MY--MY SPEECH...

IS DIFFERENT.

YEP.

IT'S, UH,

IT'S--LET ME...

"LET ME TELL YOU A LITTLE SOMETHING ABOUT MY WIFE

AND HOW LUCKY I AM SHE'S IN MY LIFE."

"THERE'S SO MUCH TO SPIT--THERE'S

"SO MUCH TO SAY,

"BUT I'LL TRY TO BE QUICK

"WHEN I TELL YOU ABOUT

'DIS REAL BAD CHICK."

"DARLING, YOU'RE INCREDIBLE.

"THEY SHOULD MAKE A MOVIE,

AND I AIN'T NEVER SEEN A REALTOR WITH SUCH A FINE--"

YASMINE: HONEY! HA HA HA HA!

SWEETIE, THAT WAS GOOD.

MYLES: YES. DYLAN?

DYLAN: THAT WAS SOME OF THE BEST WRITING I EVER HEARD.

YOU'RE A GENIUS.

MYLES: MM-HMM. YASMINE: HEH HEH!

YOU WROTE ABOUT ME BEING A FLOWER, DIDN'T YOU?

MYLES: WHOLE GARDEN.

CHARLIE: EXCUSE ME. YASMINE: OH.

WHO'S UP FOR SOME MORE CORNFLAKE NACHOS?

MRS. WHITAKER: OOH.

YO,

I'M 'BOUT TO BUST THAT UP.

DYLAN: GET IT, GIRL!

YEAH!

DYLAN: GOIN' FOR THAT BROWN STUFF?

MYLES: HEH!

GOIN' FOR THE BROWN STUFF.

DYLAN: A'IGHT.

YOU DO YOU.

MYLES: YEAH.

BROWN STUFF.