Aw Pop, don’t start crying.
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Ha! Crying?
Who’s crying?
These moments just don’t come around every day!
My boy’s first day on the job alone!
Pop…
I’ll be fine.
I’m six now.
I know.
Are you ready to go?
Ready.
(O.S.) Wait!
I almost forgot your weapon.
Whoa there sport!
Ha ha…
Yeah, no.
Nobody’s gonna take you seriously carrying this.
Here.
But you always say—
Son, you’re six years old now.
It’d be an honor to see you poke someone’s eye out with this.
Ack! Oh no!
Gasp! I’m hit!
Going— Down—
Blarghh.
(O.S.) Pop?
What if…
I can’t do it?
What!
Of course you can do it!
I know…
But…
C’mere.
Son…
You have the desperado gene twice over.
That means you were born for this,
scientifically speaking!
So just go out there and try to have fun, okay bud?
Okay, Dad.
I’m proud of you.
(O.S.) Fire!
Go get ‘em, tiger.
(O.S.) Screams
Ask if they have pistachio!