Back in the Day

GEORGE: Back in the day, my dad was not my friend.

We were like strangers 'till the bitter end.

The stick was too far up his butt to bend.

He couldn't.

I wouldn't.

Walk with me, son.

Back in the day, the soft stuff went unsaid.

To say "

I love you" filled a man with dread.

My father said it once, and then dropped dead.

You can't have feelings when you wear the pants.

C'mon, let's dance!

BRIAN: Who is this person and what has he done with my father?

GEORGE: Shuffle-ball-change!

BRIAN: Decades of silence, now he has something to say.

GEORGE: And turn!

BRIAN: There was a time I'd love this, now why does he bother?

BOTH: It's really too bad, if only we'd had this talk back in the day.

GEORGE: Nice!

Try this one.

There's a lot about me you don't know.

BRIAN: Back at ya.

BOTH: It's really too bad, if only we'd had this talk back in the day.

BRIAN: Watch this, Dad!

GEORGE: Ha, ha, good job, buddy!

BRIAN: Thanks, Dad!

GEORGE: Oh, and when you see Rebecca, give her this.

BRIAN: Sure, Dad!

What is it?

GEORGE: A prenup!

BRIAN: A prenup!

GEORGE: Yeah!

BRIAN: You couldn't have brought up a prenup before now?

GEORGE: You're about to inherit a lot of money, son, I'm just trying to protect you.

BRIAN: But, Dad, I'm taking care of myself.

GEORGE: What you have to realize, son, is that 50 percent of all marriages- BRIAN: End in divorce, I know!

GEORGE: No, they last.

Til death do you part.

BRIAN: What if I say no?

GEORGE: I'll simply get Henry to re-jig your grandfather's trust so there's nothing in your name but debt.

Who do you you think you're dealing with, boy?

BRIAN: I'll speak to Rebecca.

GEORGE: Good job, buddy!

5, 6, 7,!

Back in the day, a man knew where he stood.

He wed a girl from his own neighborhood.

She gave her word; you knew that word was good.

But now girls' priorities can shift.

You get my drift? (scatting) Shuffle-ball-change!

BRIAN: 30 years old and I still can't stand up to my father!

Decades of silence, still you have nothing to say!

Why bother talking when talking is not worth the bother?

Pathetic and sad, I'll promise you, Dad, we'll have that talk...

One day.

One day.

Someday!

Shuffle-ball-change.