:29:01
Here's to Karen,
the bride-to-be.
:29:03
Oh, gosh. Thanks, Becky.
:29:22
That's my car!
:29:23
Come on, Buck.
:29:34
Everybody stay back.
:29:40
Nobody touch anything.
Don't disturb the crime scene.
:29:43
This isn't a crime scene.
:29:46
There's your culprit, Daddy.
:29:47
It might be a raccoon.
I'll get my salt gun.
:29:52
I'll check on Paul.
I hope he's feeling better.
:29:57
Pretty exciting, huh?
:30:05
Paul?
:30:07
Yeah.
:30:08
Paul, honey, it's Mom!
:30:12
Did you eat something spicy?
You know how you get.
:30:16
I got you in my sights.
:30:19
How'd you like a little
rock salt up your ass?
:30:22
Holy shit!
:30:25
Are you all right?
:30:27
I'm fine!
:30:30
Honey, just let it come out.
:30:32
Don't push so hard.
:30:34
It's almost there.
:30:37
- Oh, my God.
- It's bad.
:30:39
What's going on up here?
:30:41
- Paul's not feeling well.
- Stuck on the crapper?
:30:46
Yeah! Do you think
I can get some...
:30:51
...privacy, please?
:30:56
Better.
:30:59
How about some
peach cobbler, everybody?