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Okay. All right, hurry, stack the cool ones.
Hurry up!
The church bake sale isn't until tomorrow morning. Why are we rushing?
'Cause these are fresh cookies,
and my dad will be home soon.
They're not safe.
Oh. Got it.
(DOOR CLOSES) Oh, crap! He's home.
Hide the cookies! Hide the cookies!
KEVIN: Hello, hello?
Hey.
Hey. Hey.
How's it going?
Good. I just got the car washed.
They're jacking the prices up over there again.
I'm not even gonna go.
Something happened here.
No, nothing.
Really?
It's still warm. Interesting.
That's sugar.
Granulated cane.
It's curious.
It's probably nothing, so...
Mr. Gable, no. You, no!
They're for the church bake sale.
Can you please leave them alone?
And I would've, if he didn't try to deceive me.
Something you may want to bring up in confession when you explain
why there weren't enough cookies at the bake sale.
Let's go. Come on.
Fine. I made extras anyway. I'll put them in the cookie jar.
(SIGHS)
Oh, uh, Dad, where's... Where's Mr. Hoot?
Mr. who?
You know, the little owl cookie jar.
It's always been right there.
Oh. I sold it at our garage sale six months ago.
Actually, to Goody.
What? That's been in the family for years.
I know. It was old, you know? It was missing an eye.
It looked like it... It got hit in the head with a paint can.
It's, like, donk.
I loved that thing.
I mean, don't you remember when I was 8 years old
and I wrote my initials under the lid?
I can't believe you got rid of it.
Mom wanted me to have it for my kids someday.
I'm sorry, sweetie. I didn't know.
Look, I'll... I'll just call Goody.
I'll get it... I'll get it back, all right?
Thank you. It means a lot to me.
Well, you know what means a lot to me?
They're for the church.
Yeah, I either buy 'em Sunday or I buy 'em now.
All right? Doesn't matter.
* I am not your ordinary guy *
(DOOR CLOSES) VANESSA: Hello?
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