Editing Decisions
Episode Transcript
Written by Brad Copeland.
G.O.B.: Michael! Change of escape plans. I unplugged the ice cream sandwich machine and the guards are all eating them before they get too melty, so I’ve got like a half an hour. Meet me at the south prison wall and bring the stairs.
Narrator: Michael knew he had an obligation to his brother.
G.O.B.: Michael!
Michael: Hey, G.O.B.!
G.O.B.: Where the hell are the stairs?
Michael: Oh, I thought you were kidding.
Michael: You’re saying I’m not reading this right.
G.O.B.: No, I’m saying move the bike. I need to jump on you to break my fall.
Michael: G.O.B., don’t be an idiot. Don’t jump on me.
G.O.B.: No, I have to. Come on. Stop moving.
Michael: Come on, don’t jump on me.
Narrator: The guards soon became concerned about the paperwork that would be required of them if G.O.B. actually did jump.
G.O.B.: You’re making this very, very difficult.
G.O.B.: Oh, God... this is personal.
Michael: G.O.B.! G.O.B.! Good talk.
G.O.B.: I’m a complete failure.
George, Sr.: Where’d you get that kind of talk?
G.O.B.: From you. You always say that about me.
George, Sr.: Well, maybe you’re not entirely to blame. I haven’t always been the best kind of father either.
G.O.B.: Dad, you’ve done a pretty good job of being a father to everybody in here. What have they got that I don’t? I mean. you’ve never even... thrown a ball around with me.
George, Sr.: Great. Now you’re an athlete.
Narrator: Lindsay left the tree to sleep in her own bed. And Johnny Bark left the tree to awaken her.
Johnny Bark: So, Lindsay... I was thinking...
Lindsay: Johnny Bark?!
Johnny Bark: I want to be with you, Lindsay. And I know you want to be with me, too.
Lindsay: No, I don’t.
Johnny Bark: But... all the things you said about commitment and believing in things. That’s the way I feel.
Lindsay: Johnny, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to lead you on. I think you’re gross.
Lindsay: Uh-oh.
Johnny Bark: My tree. That’s why you never get out of the tree.
Johnny Bark learned a lesson!
Narrator: And G.O.B. was about to get a reason to stay in prison.
George, Sr.: You all right?
G.O.B.: Not great.
George, Sr.: Maybe this will help.
Narrator: And for the first time, G.O.B. had the game of catch with his father he’d been waiting for his whole life.
George, Sr.: Okay, ready? Put your mitt up. There you go.
White Power Bill: White Power!
