Meet the Fockers
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:13:00
What you said to them
was really hurtful.

:13:03
I think you should go up there
and apologise.

:13:05
I'm not going to apologise to them.
:13:08
Jack.
:13:13
A little birdie told me
that somebody's gonna be a daddy.

:13:18
- Mom.
- Sorry, honey.

:13:20
Look.
How could I keep it a secret?

:13:22
He's so excited about being a grandpa.
:13:24
We can call me Poppity-Pop.
:13:26
- Pop-a-doodle-doo.
- OK, OK. Look.

:13:28
- But no champagne, OK?
- Why?

:13:30
Jack's angry.
:13:31
He's also a bit meshuggener.
Come on, honey.

:13:34
How often do we get
to be grandparents?

:13:36
- We are having a toast.
- This is a secret.

:13:38
- Jack can't know till we're married.
- Why? We're honest people.

:13:42
No. I can't stand this secrecy any more.
:13:45
Please, be quiet.
:13:46
Why diminish our joy
because they live in denial?

:13:49
Seriously.
:13:54
I promised Pam, OK?
:13:56
She thinks it'll break his heart.
:13:58
- I'm not drinking.
- Your father's right.

:14:00
This is the 21 st century.
:14:02
Married or not,
there's no shame in fatherhood.

:14:04
This is the fruit of your loins.
:14:06
That is so beautiful.
Say that to him again.

:14:09
- The fruit of your loins?
- Yes.

:14:11
This is the fruit of your loins.
:14:13
Let's toast and make a sandwich.
:14:15
Mom wants to be the cheese.
:14:18
What are you doing?
:14:21
What did you do?
:14:23
- You OK there, Jacko?
- What's the matter? What happened?

:14:28
I was coming to apologise
and my back went into spasm.

:14:32
It's tender
from that horrific football accident.

:14:35
I feel it.
You're knotted like a pretzel.

:14:37
You must be in a lot of pain.
:14:39
I don't mind. I learn from pain.
:14:41
Pain, schmain. My fingers are magic.
I'll work out the kinks.

:14:44
Oh, yeah,
that's a lovely offer, Jack.

:14:47
No, thanks, I'll be fine.
:14:49
My wife does
wonderful body work, Jack.

:14:52
I don't think he needs it.
:14:57
OK, handsome, shirt off.

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