Written by Brad Copeland.
Michael: Well, I’m all for that, we just got to find him first.
Lucille: He’s locked on the balcony.
Michael: Oh, you meant Buster. I thought you were talking about G.O.B.
Lucille: No, I will not have Buster dating my best friend.
Narrator: Tension had been high between the two Lucilles since Buster had announced he’d been dating her. Although neither had addressed this, both had given indications of their true feelings.
Buster: Mom, you’re ruining our fort!
Michael: Mom, I’m looking for G.O.B. There’s some people after him and I don’t know whether it’s gambling or what, but, um, they want to break his legs.
Lucille: It’s good thing he’s already got that little scooter. (Laughing.) Oh, don’t give me that look. I happen to be a more caring mother than most.
Buster: Where’s my bed?
Lucille: I put it in storage. I guess you’ll just have to decide which Lucille you want to spend your nights with.
Michael: Okay, before I leave this place for the last time ever, has anyone seen G.O.B.?
Michael: Mm.
Narrator: Lucille decided she needed the help of Buster’s father. Unfortunately, after a recent escape attempt, George Sr. had been put in solitary confinement.
Narrator: Michael went to find his brother at his latest gig.
G.O.B.: What’s up, Mike?
Michael: Yeah, what are you doing here?
G.O.B.: Can’t get any work, Mike. Magicians’ Alliance has blackballed me from every venue in town.
Michael: Hmm.
G.O.B.: Even my own so-called girlfriend doesn’t believe in me.
Michael: Well, I don’t want to get into that part of your life anymore. Okay, listen, I just came here to tell you that this guy named Rollo pulled me over and made some threats.
G.O.B.: What kind of threats?
Michael: He said to say good-bye to your legs.
G.O.B.: He replaced me in the Alliance. He’s the reason I’ve got to do my act in this hellhole.
Michael: Then why does he want to break your legs?
G.O.B.: He doesn’t want to break my legs. He wants to take my legs.
Michael: I-I don’t...
