Karen, I--
[gasps] Oh, sorry, Planky Bear.
I'm just a little distracted waiting for our
baby to be delivered.
[cooing]
Oh, Planky Poo, look how cute our baby is.
Oh please, that thing isn't even a graphing calculator.
I have the perfect name for him.
Well, don't you wanna know the name?
- Not really. - It's Chip.
Come on, walk to Mommy.
That's it. You can do it.
Ah! Mama's big boy is upgrading!
[giggling]
Aww.
Try that video game over there. It doesn't look too dangerous.
Oh.
Chip, get out of there!
[grunting]
[laughing]
So you think you can do whatever you want
because you're a teenager now?
You just wait until I tell your father.
[screeching]
What did you just say to me?!
Your mother stopped your game,
even though you were crushing it?
Your mother clearly doesn't get you, man.
But I have the perfect solution to your problem.
Run away.
Eh, now get out of here, you little scamp.
[humming]
So, how was your talk with Chip?
Oh, it went great. He's a good boy.
Yeah, he-- Where-where is he?
Oh, he ran away.
What?!
Why would my baby run away?
Because I told him to. Duh.
[shrieking]
[screaming]
You find our son and bring him home this instant,
or don't bother coming home!
[screaming]
I'm going! I'm going!
Check it out, guys. I found us a new friend.
I know, right? It is cool here.
There's just one thing.
If you wanna be part of us, we're gonna need your parts.
Chip!
Chip! Your mother's gonna kill me if I can't find you.
[beeping]
[gasps] That's him.
He's in trouble! Don't worry, son!
Daddy is coming!
Get away from my son!
Get away from me!
Father!
Leave my father alone!
No! The delicious horror!
[groaning]
Oh, you should've seen it, Karen.
Chip was all like, "Stay away from my daddy,
who is the most brilliant, handsome genius in the world."
Oh, brother.
Aw, we have got the best kid ever!
[squealing]
Oh...
Come on, son,
let your old man buy you a quart of oil.
Woo-hoo!
[laughing]
Yes!
Sorry, Dad, I'd love to, but I'm leaving for college.
I went to college. [sobs]
[crying]
We don't want Chip to know we're spying on
his first day of work.
[whistling]
[beeping]
[laughing]
Huh? Hm...
[wailing]
[laughing]
That's my boy!