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- Hey, Gem.
- Hey, Tina. got this honey!

Come on in. I'm almost done here.

Wow. This is the first time I've
been in the principal's office

without being dragged in screaming,

"I didn't do it!"

Hmm. Did you do it?

Every time.

So, where are we headin' to for lunch?

Anywhere but the cafeteria.

There was a food fight last week,

- and I took a taco to the chest.
- Ooh.

Sorry to interrupt, Gemma, but
there was an incident at lunch.

Oh, no. How many tacos are missing,

and how many kids were hurt?

No, a student punched another
student in the face.

Aah.

Please. Rookie mistake.

Everybody knows that body
blows are harder to prove.

Okay, send him in, Lorraine.

I'm sorry, Tina.

- I just have to take care of this.
- Ah.

You know, most of the students
here are really well-behaved,

but there are a few bad apples.

Hi, Mom.

He didn't do it!

Hey, Dave.

Hey, Calvin. Didn't see you there.

Hey, so I, uh, heard

Grover got into a fight
at school yesterday.

Yeah, apparently, this kid
Justin has been bullying him.

Pushing him, making fun of his clothes,

which makes no sense,

because I spent a lot of
time picking them out.

Oh, wow. That's... that's rough, man.

So, where are you taking
him to celebrate?

What? Celebrate?

Yeah, he's one and oh!

That's how Tyson got started.

The kid's lucky he
didn't bite his ear off.

Okay, well, in our house,

we don't believe that
violence solves problems.

Well, this didn't sound like violence.

I mean, this was more
like self-defense.

Grover just did what he had to do.

And what you have to do is
stop picking out his clothes.

Look...

Calvin, I'm not naive. When
I was in the military,

I saw what violence does to
people, and it's never good.

And please don't try to tell me
that jean shorts aren't cool.

Look, if someone pushes you too far,

at some point, you have to push back.

Every man has his breaking point.

Well, I disagree...

and let me tell you why.

Oh, looky there. I just reached mine.

Really? You two playing
video games again?

Yeah, we're playing Madden.

Oh. In that case, I got next.

- Yeah, man.
- What's the score?

I'm up, 21-17.

Oh, this game is over, man.

Dad, there's eight minutes left,

I'm on his ten yard line.

Not anymore. Reset.

Hey, did you hear that Grover
beat some kid up in school?

Yeah.

Dave told me the kid was bullying him.

Clearly, he didn't know Grover
lives in a black neighborhood.

I live in a black neighborhood,

and I never stood up to my bully.

What? You had a bully?

Yeah, for a long time.

Well, you should have did something.

You know, give him the old
two-piece and a biscuit.

I couldn't. He was way bigger than me.

So? Look, if you let
people push you around,

they'll do it to you
the rest of your life.

You know what? You're right.

Give me that!

What the hell are you doing?

Well, it's just what you said.

- I'm standing up to my bully.
- Me?!

Go on, Marty. Give him the
old two-piece and a biscuit.

Look, Marty, I'm your father.

- I'm not your bully.
- Oh, really?

What about when my friends came over

to play Dungeons &
Dragons, and you pretended

to cast a spell of
eternal virginity on us?

It wasn't right, but he wasn't wrong.

Look, now, I did that for your benefit.

I didn't want you to be the weird guy

that got picked on by the other boys.

It was last Tuesday, Dad.

Oh, yeah, I remember,
because up until then,

I'd never seen anybody wear
suspenders and a belt.

Well, all I know is, you embarrassed me

in front of my friends.

Okay, Marty, look...

And-and for your information,

it was not a belt.

It was a sash!

I know it's the weekend,
but I feel like

we should deal with this
as soon as possible.

Okay, then, I'll see you
in my office tomorrow.

And again, I'm sorry this
happened to your son.

Your jerk-face bully of a son!

You okay?

No! I'm the principal, Dave.

My son isn't supposed to
be beating up other kids!

Even if they are a
bratty little snot wad.

Okay, yes,

clearly, Grover was provoked.

But I think we can both agree
that violence is not the answer.

- Of course it isn't.
- Okay. Good.

But why would you buy him
those stupid jean shorts?!

Ow!

O-O-Okay.

Look, I know this puts
you in a tough position,

- but maybe I can help.
- How?

Let me take Grover to his
house, have him apologize,

and diffuse the situation
before the meeting.

That's a good idea.

I'll come with you.

That sounds great.

That way I can slash
his stupid bike tires!

Or, you know, maybe
you sit this one out.

Tina, it's official.

You failed as a mother.

What are you talking about?

Marty. You made him soft

with all your hugs and
kisses and bedtime stories.

Well, if you want
another bedtime story,

you better think about the next
thing that comes out your mouth.

Baby, the boy just told
me that I was his bully.

Can you believe that?

- Hell, yeah.
- What?!

Tina, you're my wife.

It's supposed to be me and
you against the kids.

Look, babe, I know what
a good father you are

and how much you love
Marty, but sometimes

you go a little too far when
you make fun of his hobbies.

I don't know.

These kids today... they're just weak.

I mean, when I was coming
up, it wasn't bullying

unless something was cut, broken

or set on fire.

Oh, I know.

I went to the principal's
office for all three of those.

Marty's just a little
more sensitive than us.

Yeah, I guess maybe you're right.

But when he called me his bully,

it just really hurt my feelings.

Dad, do I have to apologize?

Yes, Grover. When you do
something wrong to someone,

you owe them an apology.

You should give me one for
buying those jean shorts.

Hi. Can I help you?

Hi. I'm Dave Johnson, Grover's father.

Oh.

Probably a good idea.

It's, uh, cold and flu season.

What are you guys doing here?

Grover wanted to apologize to Justin.

And you think my son wants an apology

from the little punk who
sucker-punched him?

He's lucky Justin didn't kick his ass.

Do I still have to apologize?

Yes. Uh, look, man, I
know that you're upset,

but I don't think calling my son names

is gonna make the situation any better.

Hmm. Well, your situation's
about to get a lot worse

if you don't get out of my face.

Okay, I... I think if we
both just stay calm...

Now there's no need
to push me like that.

Yeah? Oh, how about I
push you like this?

Fella...

You're about this close
to losing that apology.

Hey, Marty... hold up.

What?

What are you doing tomorrow?

Oh, I was going apple-picking
with some friends.

Sounds delightful.

But, uh, maybe when you're done,

you can come back here,
and we can play some

of that, uh, Dungeon & Dragons.

I never tried it, and,
uh, seems like fun.

Mama, get out here! I think
Daddy's having a stroke!

I'm not having a stroke.

I'm trying to show some
interest in your stupid hobby.

I'm sorry. That came out wrong.

Are you serious? You
really want to do this?

Absolutely.

Okay. Great.

- Well, thanks, Dad.
- Ah. All right. Ah.

Prepare thee for adventure!

Oh, my God, what happened?!

Justin's dad got a little
heated, and he punched me.

What?! Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm-I'm fine.

I can't believe he beat you up.

No, Mom, he didn't!

Dad totally kicked his butt!

It was awesome!

Is that true?

It wasn't what I wanted.

But it was pretty awesome.

You should have seen it, Mom!

Justin's dad punched him,

but then Dad gave him
a couple of these.

And then Justin's dad went down.

And then Dad said...

Grover, please, go to your room.

No-no-no-no-no, that's
not what he said.

There were way more curse words.

Okay, you know what?

Grover, Mom's right. Go to your room.

Okay. Okay, I don't want any trouble.

I can't believe you got into a fight.

In front of our son?

I know. I'm sorry.

But if someone pushes you too far,

at some point...

you have to push back.

Every man has his breaking point.

That's the most
ridiculous thing I've...

Did you get that from Calvin?

No.

Okay, yes.

Dave, I'm the school principal.

Do you know how this makes me look?

He started it.

Really, Dave? That's your excuse?

Told Grover that wouldn't work.

All right! Let's do this.

Hold on, Malcolm's playing, too?

I didn't know you liked this game.

I don't.

But I want to be here

when you flip the table and storm out.

Look, I don't know the rules,

but is there any way I can
feed him to a dragon?

Well, all things are possible in
the Goblin Castle of Alkobar.

Oh, boy, here comes the table.

So, how long is this game gon' take?

20 minutes? Half hour?

Oh, no. But if we hustle,

we can do it in half a day.

Half a day?

Wow, that's almost like too much fun.

Okay. So, let's get right to it.

Okay.

I already created
characters for you both.

- Malcolm.
- Yes.

You are Shadow Fang, a fighter elf.

You're a little tiny-ass elf!

Actually, Dad,

it's a common misconception
that elves are little.

They're actually known for being tall

and lean and extremely dexterous.

Oh. Okay. Well, in that case,

I guess I'm an elf, too.

It's too late. You a tiny-ass dwarf.

And my name is Galumpkin?

Yes! Galumpkin the Great,
king of the dwarves.

You're an eighth-level barbarian

who fights with an enchanted battle ax.

Well, all right! Okay.

All right, so, who you gonna be, Marty?

Oh, no, I'm not one of the characters.

I am the Dungeon Master,

the all-knowing, omnipotent guide

through your epic journey.

And I get to wear this hat.

Hey, there.

Oh, hi, Tina.

Damn, Dave, what happened to you?

Somebody whup your ass?

No.

I went to talk things
out with Justin's dad,

but he took a swing at me,
so I had to fight back.

Wow, Dave.

I didn't know you had it in you.

So, you won?

I totally kicked his ass.

Well, good for you

for doing something incredibly stupid.

He hit me first.

Oh, yeah.

You know, that was
always my excuse, too.

Or "I didn't do it!"

Or "Karen stuffed her own head
in the toilet!" I mean...

What was I supposed to do?
Just walk away?

Look, I feel you,
Dave, but think about Gemma.

What if this gets out
to the other parents?

This undermines her
credibility at work.

She could lose her job.

I know. You're right.

I-I got to fix this.

It's all right. I'm
sure you'll find a way.

Thanks, Tina.

Hey, so, what did Karen do

to make you stuff her
head in the toilet?

She gave me a "C" on a test.

Okay. You finally emerge

from the mountain pass into a clearing,

where you discover...

a stone giant!

Damn it. Malcolm,

I told you what made those footprints.

Well, look, Pop, there's no way
we can beat a stone giant.

Let's just backtrack
and go the other way.

Are you kidding me?

And go back through the
Swamp of Lost Souls?

I'm not going back there.

Look, come on, Pop.
Let's just run away.

No. No, no, man.

We can beat this fool right here.

You know what?

I drink a potion of strength

while I cast a spell of confusion

while attacking with
my enchanted battle ax!

Yeah.

Watch out, giant. Here come the pain!

That's a one. You die.

What?

No, that can't be right, man.
I'm Galumpkin.

G-Love! The Lump Dawg!

I'm sorry, Dad. The dice don't lie.

Well, we not giving up.
Ain't that right, Malcolm?

Peace out, Lump Dawg.

All right, thanks for playing, Dad.

Wh-What do you mean,
"Thanks for playing"?

You can't talk to the king
of the dwarves like that.

Come on, run it back.

No, you don't have to.

I know I don't have to, but I want to.

Yeah, but you two always make
fun of me for this stuff.

Yeah, I know.

But, uh...

you know, sometimes I, uh...

You know me.

You know, I don't say
things that, uh...

You know what I'm saying?

You know what I mean?

Dad...

that is the nicest thing
you ever said to me.

Well, I meant every word, son.

Look, Marty,

look, I don't want to be your bully.

I'm your father, all right?
And I love you.

- I love you, too.
- Come on, then.

Come on, boy.

I really appreciate you
doing this with me.

It means a lot.

Good. Good.

All right, now, sit your ass back down

and put your stupid hat on. Let's go.

Thank you for coming
in, and please know

I take this situation very seriously.

You should. First, your
kid assaults Justin,

then your husband attacks me.

Apparently, our family isn't
safe at school or at home.

I understand, but I assure you,

Justin and you are completely safe.

Hello.

Dave, what are you doing here?

I'm looking for Ed.

I told you he was crazy.

I just came to apologize.

I never should have let things
escalate the way that they did.

Well, you should have thought of that

before you beat him with his own shoe.

Okay, clearly, mistakes were made,

and we all have a lot of healing to do.

Really? Is anyone else getting
their stitches out on Friday?

We didn't come here

for an apology.

We came here to tell you that
we're contacting a lawyer.

And after we're done,

you're not going to be able
to get a job anywhere.

Okay, wait a second.

Dave, let me handle this.

No. Your husband and your son

are a couple of animals.

"Animals"?

You heard me. Let's go, Ed.

Dave.

Uh, we should hear her out.

Here's what's gonna happen.

Grover's going to be
suspended for fighting.

Justin's going to be
suspended for bullying.

- But...
- Did I call on you?

As a show of good will,

Dave is not gonna press
charges against Ed

for attacking him first.

And in return, you won't
press charges against Dave

for making Ed his bitch.

That's it.

I'm calling the board of trustees.

Fine. And I'm calling the IRS
to report you for tax evasion.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about how
your seven-year-old son

is the registered owner
of a 20-foot sailboat

named Take it Sleazy.

It was all her idea.

You know what?

Things did get out of hand,

but it sounds like you've got
the situation under control.

Finally, we agree on something.

C-Can we...

You may go.

That was amazing.

Thank you.

How'd you know about the boat?

Justin's not just a bully.

He's also a blabbermouth.

And, word on the
playground, a bedwetter.

I can't believe how well
you kept your cool.

You know, apparently, Calvin was wrong.

Not everyone has a breaking point.

Oh, no. If she had said one
more word about you or Grover,

that ho would've been on the flo'.

Congratulations adventurers.

You found the exit to the
Labyrinth of Despair.

You emerge into the light.

- Boom! Yeah!
- Yes!

But your path has been blocked

by a man-eating ogre!

- What?
- Come on!

What do you do?

I say we try reasoning with him.

Let's lay down our weapons

and let him know that we come in peace.

Good plan.

Good plan. Like it.

I'm gonna go ahead and kill Dave.

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