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Turn off your train,
we've got to talk.
-(train stops)
-About what?
Mom is so upset
about Dad and Meemaw,
she might want a divorce.
No one's getting divorced.
How do you know?
(whistles)
Great, now I have
to throw that out.
Mother-in-laws are always held
in low regard by the father.
It rarely leads
to a breakup of the family.
MISSY:
He's right.
Fred and Wilma
are still happily married.
I think if we can figure out
a way for Dad to get
Meemaw's brisket recipe,
this all goes away.
I don't see how
we can accomplish that.
(train clatters)
Put that down.
That's not a toy.
Sure it is.
Choo choo.
MEEMAW:
Choo choo...
Choo choo.
Open wide, Moonpie.
Here comes the choo choo train.
Choo choo.
Mmm. Isn't that good?
(chuckles)
That's Meemaw's famous brisket.
Would you like
the secret recipe?
(gasps)
You promise not to tell anybody?
Of course you're not gonna
tell anybody.
I start with a tablespoon
of cumin,
and then a cup
of brown sugar, and...
I know the recipe.
What?
She told it to me.
When?
February 14, 1982.
I was 23 months old,
it was Valentine's Day,
and Mom and Dad
went out for dinner.
You were there.
Don't you remember?
(sighs)
(wind whistling softly)
I got nothing.
You can really remember
when you were that little?
Uh-huh. You were there, too.
You were still struggling
with potty training.
(chuckling):
I don't think so.
Oh, yes. Meemaw used to call you
Mr. Soggy Pants.
Nuh-uh.
(laughs):
Mr. Soggy Pants.
Quit it. This is serious.
Sheldon, you've got
to tell Dad that recipe.
But Meemaw told me
it was a secret.
If you don't, and Mom and Dad
get a divorce, it's your fault.
All right. Fine.
Good job, Soggy Pants.
(referee whistle blowing
over TV)
Dad, could you please
come into the living room?
What for?
My brain
did something impressive
and I'd like to share it
with you.
Hmm.
(George Sr. grunts)
What are you doing here?
Same as you.
I want to see
what his brain did.
Please have a seat.
All right.
(grunts)
GEORGE SR.:
Well?
I know Meemaw's brisket recipe.
What?
No, you don't.
Yes, I do.
And in order to bring peace
to this family,
I'm prepared to make it public.
You're bluffing.
One tablespoon of cumin,
one cup of brown sugar,
two tablespoons
of smoked paprika...
Okay, okay, stop.
No, no, no. Keep going.
How do you know
the recipe, Shelly?
Meemaw told it to me
on Valentine's Day, 1982.
You were out with Dad
seeing Cannonball Run
at the dollar theater.
That's impossible, you weren't
even two years old.
Three tablespoons
of dried mustard,
one cup of Lone Star beer...
Okay.
Okay.
Go ahead.
Give it to your father.
I can write it down for you.
That's okay,
I don't want it.
(quietly):
You have got to be kidding me.
Connie, you've had
every opportunity
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