Back in court, the judge asks to hear Jamie's reasons for seeking a restraining order. Jamie agrees and begins reading a detailed list of all the things his brother has done to him. On January 10th, he ate a Pop-Tart, and his brother flushed his best dress socks down the toilet. On January 16th, he ate a slice of pizza, and Steve spray-painted the words "Captain Tubby" on his front door. January 21st, Jamie ate a few too many individual servings of pudding, and Steve burned his entire collection of Jack London first editions. February 3rd, Jamie took one bite out of a pound cake (swear to God, your honor), and Steve called the guy who sits in the cubicle next to Jamie, imitated Jamie's voice, and asked the guy out on a date. The judge has heard enough. He issues a restraining order. Jamie thanks him and wants a hug from Ed. "Hug the fat guy," Jamie says. Ed hesitates, and then lets himself be hugged by the fat guy.
Walking down the street, Carol wants to know how the wedding plans are going. Ed says they're going all right, but he really wishes these two would wait. Carol wants to know when Ed gave up on the concept of spontaniety in love. Gee, Carol...Uncle Bob here...but I would think it was right around the time you shunned the shit out of him every time he tried to woo you with some crazy hare-brained scheme. Ed just wants them to wait, and not to make the same mistake he made with his wife. Carol asks how Ed and his wife met. They were set up by an old friend; it was love at first sight, and they got engaged four months later. Years later, they knew they hadn't done the right thing. Ed drives the subject into the ground when he hears Jamie call his name. Jamie's getting a mid-mid-mid-afternoon snack at the Stuckeyville Hot Dog Cart. Ed introduces Carol to Jamie, and Jamie draws a mental image of Carol smothered in rich gooey chocolate with sprinkles on top. Jamie thanks Ed for giving him his life back. There comes a time when you have to realize that you are who you are. He's overweight and he's happy that way. Just then, we hear a loudspeaker saying, "Ladies and gentlemen, please direct your attention to the giant fat guy in the blue windbreaker. My God, would you look at that fat bastard eat! Does this look like the kinda guy that needs to be pounding down hot dogs? Eat you fat bastard...eat!"