Now Jack, still boiling those damn eggs, tells us that he's not getting along well with Melinda. Shot of Jack saying, "Fuck you, Melinda," over and over while she tries to eat cereal. Hee. He tells us that having a nanny is stupid and childish. He sprays air freshener at her and then leaves, while she yells after him that he has to be home at 9:30. Yeah, that's going to happen.
Outside the Roxy, Jack talks to his parents on the cell phone. Ozzy asks Jack why he can't do the right thing. He says, "It's a man that can apologize. It's a wimp that can't." Wow -- nice, Ozzy. Jack says that Melinda is a bitch and that he can't apologize with a straight face. Ozzy calls Jack "darling" and says that regardless, she was up all night worrying herself to death what had happened to Jack and it's not a big deal and he should just do it. Ozzy goes on that she's not going to climb up on the roof (I think he says of "Highland," which is a street where the new Oscar theatre is here) and announce that "Jack Osbourne has just apologized!" Jack blabs that he doesn't know how to say that he's sorry for emotionally hurting her, that he's not in for all that mushy shite. Ozzy is shaking while he's listening; Sharon picks her nails. Ozzy now gets tough and says he's paying lots of money for Jack's schooling and he can't come home at four o'clock; it's not good enough for Ozzy. Ozzy stutters, "It's not all fun and…n-n-not no all, all games and fun and all that…no-no-no work. You got to do a certain amount of work." (Lord, that's funny shit.) Sharon adds that Jack is pissed because he thinks Melinda was the one who told her about the pot, but so has everyone else. Ozzy jumps on this and tells Jack that they've known about his "dope situation" for a long time now. Ozzy says, "Don't you think I know what it means when you order a pizza at fucking twelve o'clock at night?" Hee.
Photo shoot! Ozzy makes his typical faces and then the photographer says, "Let's get the little guys in." Midgets in skeleton outfits march out and stand around Ozzy. Ozzy looks bewildered but tries to be nice, joking, "Watch what you're doing down there." Ozzy complains that he needs to hurry because his leg is fucked up. Now they bring Rob Zombie out, and Ozzy starts yelling that he's not going to hop around with a busted leg. When Ozzy starts complaining, wherever he is, people think he's joking since he has such a good sense of humor, and everyone starts immediately laughing. Constantly. Ozzy is serious, though. Man, he hates the photographer. In a different background (Rob Zombie just looks like he's asleep), the photographer asks for Ozzy to show him some "face." He says he's only got one, and then when the dude wants the typical hands-out pose again, Ozzy complains that they can just get an old photo and paint him in. Rob Zombie finally laughs. Ozzy says that it's not like in life you'll see him walk around like "this," and he makes the face. Rob laughs again. Commercials.