gaius & brady [a]
Brady: And then Ma pulls out that li'l umbrella of hers, and she says -
Gaius: Heh heh...
Brady: ... What are ya laughing for? I ain't even at the punchline yet.
Gaius: i'm just glad we're able to talk like this, Brady. I'll admit, I was a little shocked when I first saw you. You seemed kinda... scary.
Brady: Yeah, well. Sorry I'm all scary. I guess if you don't like it, do a better job raising the real deal.
Gaius: What, you mean the Brady from this era?
Brady: Yeah. I ain't your real son, anyway. I mean, not exactly.
Gaius: ...... brady, I...
Brady: Aw, what? What's with that face? I don't need no pity. Unlike some of the other kids, I ain't jealous of the Brady from this timeline. We're two different cats, yeah? No hard feelings. Once the real one's born, you can forget about me. I'll bow out all graceful-like.
Gaius: Brady, how can you say that after we've gotten so close? You'd think I'd just cast you aside once my son is born? I would never do that. You're my friend, Brady. ... And my son.
Brady: Pop, I... /sniff Aw, damn. I'd decided not to cry, and then ya go and say crap like that... /sniffle I was lyin' about what I said before, Pop! It does matter to me! Please don't forget me! Just... remember that we were good pals once, yeah? Real chums.
Gaius: I could never forget you, Son. I'll remember you till the day I die and love you as my future self would.
Brady: okay, no more talk of dyin'. If you go boots up before me, I'll douse your grave in more tea than ya can stand. I'll play my violin and do a backflip if I have to. Don't try me, old-timer!
Gaius: Then it's settled.d Guess your pop can't very well die now, can he?