Daytime - Formans' Kitchen
Red, Hyde, and Eric are sitting at the kitchen table, not eating anything because there are no plates. Kitty runs into the kitchen, tosses some plates onto the table, then runs back out the living room door without saying anything.
ERIC : What's up with Mom?
RED : (reading his newspaper, not looking up) This is your fault, son.
HYDE : Knew it. Forman, you owe me ten bucks.
ERIC : Wait. We're not eating breakfast and this is my fault? How is this my fault? This is NOT my fault!
Kitty runs through the door again, and quickly grabs some half-burned pancakes off the griddle, hurriedly passes them out to the three men, then rushes out the living room door again.
HYDE : (looking at the burned pancake) I'm not touching that.
RED : Eat it or die, Steven.
Hyde sighs and begins picking at his pancake, while Eric still looks confused. Bob walks in through the kitchen door.
BOB : Thought I smelled some pancakes cooking and figured I'd head over here for a bite or two...
Hyde holds up one extremely-burned pancake to Bob.
BOB : Or not.
ERIC : Will someone PLEASE tell me why this is my fault?
Kitty comes rushing back into the kitchen and pours coffee for everyone, including Bob, who also gets handed a plate of burned pancakes. She rushes back through the living room door.
RED : Bob, when did Donna get her college acceptance letter?
BOB : Three days ago. (starts eating the pancakes anyway) Why?
Hyde and Red stare in silence at Eric.
ERIC : What? No! I... no! I filled out my application! I went to Africa! The, the mailman! He's got to be... (makes weird "crazy" gestures)
HYDE : (trying to interpret) Tall? Dizzy? High on some p...?
RED : (interrupts quickly) All right, all right, that's enough, Steven. You? Eat. And you? (looks at Eric) Make up some story for your mother so she can stop checking the damn mailbox every five minutes. Got it?
Kitty comes back in and grabs some eggs from the fridge, but Eric stands and puts a hand on her shoulder to stop her.
ERIC : Mom, it's okay. We're, uh... not hungry.
BOB : Yes we are!
Hyde, Red, and Eric all look at Bob.
ERIC : You know, I sent my letters to a different section of the school. It'll be awhile before I hear anything.
KITTY : Oh, sweetheart. I'm not concerned. Do I look concerned? I'm just excited! My little baby boy is growing up so fast and he's going to leave me all alone in this miserable dump of a house so NO, ERIC, NO I AM NOT CONCERNED! NOT CONCERNED AT ALL. (laughs nervously) Now you sit your cute little butt down there, mister, and eat while we all wait for the mailman to come.
ERIC : But Mom...
KITTY : I SAID EAT!
Eric and Bob both sit quickly, and eat their burned food while Kitty rushes back out once more. Red stares at Eric who just sighs.
ERIC : (defeated) Yup. My fault.
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