ANY-way, where the hell was I? Oh, yeah: Dean, apparently pulling a little neighborhood reconnaissance of his own, is about to climb into the Impala when he notices his presumptive bastard moping on a park bench. Long story short, some fat kid's swiped The Little Bastard's PS3, or whatever, so after a bit of unheard off-screen instruction from El Deano, The Little Bastard knees the fat kid in the nuts -- hard, and twice -- to get the thing back. Dean and The Little Bastard high-five each other over the Ben's triumph, but Lisa, suddenly appearing on the scene, is appalled, and after chewing out her son for kicking a fat kid in the nuts, she yanks Dean aside to seethe, "What are you even still doing here? We had one weekend together a million years ago. You don't know me, and you have no business with my son!" Point to Lisa. Well, points, actually, but whatever, because I don't care about this subplot. Okay, the next bit, where The Little Bastard breaks free from his mother's hand as she's dragging him away so he can race back to give Dean a hug before looking up at him and saying, "Thanks," is kind of cute, but still: Don't care. Next!