[Hal has just arrived and gone through the standard freaking out, where is he, where is his crappy house, where is his beautiful wife-- and then he sees the car.]
[This is the nicest car he's ever seen.]
[He starts crying and rubbing his face all over it, laughing, as he daydreams of driving down the highway like it's 1979]
[B- More Front Yard]
[It's only been a day, and the grass has already dried up and died. Maybe there's a drought. Ah, whatever. He's gotten through his first stage of Loss without Lois, which means he's gone back to chainsmoking-- but it also means he can finally get a cat.]
[In fact, he got seven cats.]
[And they're all flopping out of his hands at once.]
Dammit, Funkadelic, get back here!
[and one of them yowls terribly and jumps out of his arms and starts running]
[which would be okay if they all didn't scatter]
[C- Front Yard... Again...]
[The next-door neighbor needs to be taught a lesson. Attempts to recruit the schoolchildren have ended badly, and the police had a few things to say about that, but he could handle it on his own.]
[He's creeping behind the hedge, brand new pair of high-tech binoculars peeking over the edge.]
Taking out the milk bottles, eh? Let's just see what the FBI will have to say about that one.
Hal | Malcolm in the Middle
[Hal has just arrived and gone through the standard freaking out, where is he, where is his crappy house, where is his beautiful wife-- and then he sees the car.]
[This is the nicest car he's ever seen.]
[He starts crying and rubbing his face all over it, laughing, as he daydreams of driving down the highway like it's 1979]
[B- More Front Yard]
[It's only been a day, and the grass has already dried up and died. Maybe there's a drought. Ah, whatever. He's gotten through his first stage of Loss without Lois, which means he's gone back to chainsmoking-- but it also means he can finally get a cat.]
[In fact, he got seven cats.]
[And they're all flopping out of his hands at once.]
Dammit, Funkadelic, get back here!
[and one of them yowls terribly and jumps out of his arms and starts running]
[which would be okay if they all didn't scatter]
[C- Front Yard... Again...]
[The next-door neighbor needs to be taught a lesson. Attempts to recruit the schoolchildren have ended badly, and the police had a few things to say about that, but he could handle it on his own.]
[He's creeping behind the hedge, brand new pair of high-tech binoculars peeking over the edge.]
Taking out the milk bottles, eh? Let's just see what the FBI will have to say about that one.
[laughs! and tries to lean closer]
[getting himself tangled in the hedges]