what's going on?
yah! ronnie coleman, mr. olympics two years running. yah!
i am eating.
yeah it is. it's a continental breakfast.
uh, dad, what do you call north america?
i can't believe those jerks took our car, can you, mom?
what are we going to do? you're not going to do something, right, dad? you know what i'd do? i'd get so big and mad, i'd just go crazy and kick someone's butt.
i would. i swear. when i grow up i'll be so strong no one will ever take nothing from us.
not wrestling, dad. body building. there's a big difference.
rdshxshn.
no. rdshxshn.
rdshxshn.
it's a radio station.
well, i don't know. do it again.
i give up.
dad!
wow. that's a good one. how about you, mom?
come on, mom. it's fun.
hey, dad? i've got forty-six dollars i saved from my allowance. you can have it if you want.
we're a family. we've got to stick together, right?
okay. see you later!
no, dad. see you later. i hate goodbye.
flex wheeler, 275 pounds. two percent body fat. yah!
the game starts in fifteen minutes. we're gonna be late.
dad!
i can't. talk.
i don't feel good.
mom? is dad coming?
where is he?
dad?
uh-huh. how are you?
how come you're not here, dad? where are you?
mom says i need a new heart.
what's wrong with my heart?
okay.
hey, dad?
am i going to die?
how do you know?
yeah, dad?
yeah.
oh, yeah. chris cormeir. he's great.
okay. i love you, dad.
mom, where are we going?
dad, where have you been?
i'm okay. tired.
are you god?
where you been?
hi, dad. you find me a heart?
yeah, dad?
don't worry. if anybody messes with us, i'll take care of it.
bye, dad.