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[Cut to images of the majestic mountains followed by a lake. The camera cuts then pans down to a view of the festival from above. The Brown family arrives at the festival. Ephram turns around to face Delia.]
EPHRAM: Now, what'd we talk about in the car?
DELIA: For the next three hours, I don't know you.
EPHRAM: Good.
[Edna and Irv notice Dr. Brown and head his way.]
EDNA: Doctor doodle doo.
DR. BROWN: Hey, Edna.
EDNA: You remember my main squeeze Irv?
DR. BROWN: Sure. Good to see you, Irv.
IRV: Hello, Doctor. Hello there, Delia.
DELIA: Hey, Mr. Irv.
[A town resident approaches Dr. Brown]
THURMAN: Doc Brown. Doc Brown, I'm Thurman Revere from Glenn Oaks Drive.
[Dr. Brown shakes Thurman's hand.]
DR. BROWN: Oh, hi, Thurman. How are ya?
THURMAN: Now listen, I have a-a cyst just above my backside.
DR. BROWN: Well, Thurman, actually I'm here with my family and I'd-I'd prefer...
THURMAN: [cutting him off] ...Just a quick look see, I mean, it'll only take a second.
DR. BROWN: Well, Thurman, you know I'd-I'd...
EDNA: Go ahead, Doc, we'll take care of the munchkin for a bit.
DR. BROWN: Well, all right.
[Thurman proceeds to show his cyst right away but Dr. Brown ushers him away.]
DR. BROWN: No, not here.
[Cut to Ephram walking through some crowds looking for Amy. He spots her and heads for her.]
EPHRAM: Hey.
AMY: Hey, there you are.
[She is standing next to a large ice sculpture of a man wearing a felt hat. The statue is slowly melting.]
AMY: [introducing them] Ephram Brown, the melting man. Melting man, Ephram Brown.
EPHRAM: He's awfully quiet.
AMY: He's not having the best day. I think it might be his last.
EPHRAM: Everyone just... watches him melt?
AMY: Oh no, it's a contest. You bet when the hat's gonna hit the ground. Mr. Lawrence over there has won three years in a row.
EPHRAM: Oh, I think it's safe to say we have a few hours yet.
AMY: Here's the deal. My dad agreed that I could hang with you today under one condition.
EPHRAM: Yeah? What's that?
[Bright comes over to the pair.]
BRIGHT: How goes it.. Bone-lick?
[Ephram looks pissed.]
AMY: HE has to hang with us.
EPHRAM: No offense, Amy, but he's really my least favorite thing about you.
BRIGHT: Yeah? Well, you're really my least favorite thing about you.
EPHRAM: Dude, you've really gotta work on the insults.
[Bright ignores him and puts his arms around them to usher them around.]
