:23:01
- This is your half brother, Mel.
- He looks just like Uncle Freddie.
- Oh, man!
:23:04
- Look at his nose.
- What's so funny?
:23:07
- What's so funny?
- He looks just like Uncle Freddie.
:23:10
Yes, he does.
Why didn't I see that?
:23:13
Oh, Uncle Freddie. I'm flattered.
What's he like?
:23:15
He's really sweet-natured. He's just
that weird thing. What do you call it?
:23:18
- ''Frateurist.''
- Yeah, he's a frateurist.
:23:20
- Frateurist? What's that?
- You rub up against people
in crowded public places.
:23:24
- That's how I met Mel.
- Seriously?
:23:26
- No, she's kidding.
- This is not something to kid about.
:23:29
- Yeah. He went to jail for it.
- Oh.
- Can he come to the beach?
:23:32
- Oh, honey, I don't think
he's got time for that, Jane.
- Why not?
:23:35
- We're in the volleyball finals.
- He can wear one of my shirts.
- Oh, yeah, give him a shirt.
:23:38
- We'll go down to the beach. This is--
- You girls!
- We're in the championship.
:23:41
- Oh, man, you should've
been there yesterday.
- Wow. Uh-huh.
:23:43
- It was so amazing.
- It was match point.
- Match point.
:23:46
- I went up for the spike.
- She went up for the spike.
- Shut up. Let me talk.
:23:49
- So I went up for the spike.
- It was so intense.
She went up for the spike--
- Shut up!
:23:51
- Girls, girls, calm down!
- Listen, I, I, I don't believe this...
:23:55
but there's been
a terrible, terrible mistake.
:23:58
And Valerie's
not your mother, Mel.
:24:00
- What?
- What are you talking about?
Of course she's my mother.
:24:03
- We have the same forehead.
- And he looks like Uncle Freddie.
- Yeah, I look like Uncle Freddie.
:24:06
Please, just don't make this any harder
on yourself than it already is.
:24:09
- Are you positive?
- Yes.
- He's not our brother?
:24:11
How could you make
a mistake like that? I--
:24:13
Well, our computer files
were in transition...
:24:15
and Valerie's son
is named Martin Coplin...
:24:18
- and he lives in Orlando, Florida--
- What? My son? Who is this man?
:24:22
Not your son. Mel,
your father is named, uh...
:24:27
Fritz Boudreau,
and he lives in Gundall, Michigan.
:24:29
- So I was thinking, maybe on our way
to New York, we could stop off or--
- Who are these people in my home?
:24:33
-I feel like a complete idiot. I'm so--
-Well, I take these people into my home.
:24:36
- I know.
- We fly all the way out here,
we have this big, tearful reunion--
- Their child is here.
:24:39
Yeah, well, get it out, Nancy. It's
gonna make us all feel a lot better.
:24:42
- Are you humouring me?
- No, I am not humouring you.
- I don't think this is funny.
:24:44
- I'm very serious. I certainly don't--
- Excuse-- No, excuse me!
I expect you to pay for this damage.
:24:47
Well, w-wait a minute. You said
it was a gift from God. Remember?
:24:51
That's when you were my son.
:24:53
- Well, don't you have
insurance or something?
- And raise my premiums?
:24:57
No, thank you. May I have
my pendant back, please?