Jack Hunter: You know, the whole reason I wanted Shawn to move in here was so I'd get to know him. But he won't let me. I'm shallow, he resents me. I try to be honest with him, he runs out... Maybe this brother thing isn't gonna work, man.
Eric Matthews: Maybe you're right. Why don't you just walk away? Then you won't be brothers anymore. Right?
Jack Hunter: Yeah, I mean we don't even know each other. What makes us brothers in the first place?
Eric Matthews: Okay. When I was 12, Cory and I went to a Phillys game. My father gave me just enough money for two hot dogs, so I bought two hot dogs. 'Course, I realized by the time I got back to Cory, I ate them both. He cried!
[laughs]
Jack Hunter: This is very sad.
Eric Matthews: That was the happy part. You want sad? I went up and down the aisle, trying to collect money from people. A dime here, a quarter there. And I went and I bought Cory a hot dog. Man, he was so happy. He smiled, and then I smiled, because I felt good. You know, I mean I did the right thing, I was a good older brother. He started giggling... he reached his little hand out for that hot dog, and... took a foul ball right smack dab in the head, POW, knocked him unconcious. Cory doesn't giggle anymore.
Jack Hunter: Next to Wendy's unicorn monologue, that is the worst story I've ever heard.
Eric Matthews: Yeah, you know, you're right. That is a really bad story. So... why don't you tell me one about your brother?
[Jack says nothing]
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