Barth goes on vacation, leaving Ma Barth (his mother) and Jean-Paul (his French half-brother) alternately in charge of the burgery, each proving that taste runs in the family. Ross, for a fee, checks out the family trees of all the kids on the show and reveals an unexpected common link between them - they can all be had. Elsewhere: Valerie brings Christine a new little brother (though not another little brother), family ties save Alasdair from a shooting before the firing squad, Nasti delights in the knowledge that extended family can be pure torture, Christine shares her truncated views on dealing with a little sister at summer camp, jolly Uncle Roger "runs a tight ship" while babysitting Alasdair, Schidtler's genealogy lesson reveals what little his class knows about genes, light-fingered Stephanie has her mother's eyes her father's nose and Alasdair's wallet, Adam gets slammed for being a descendant of a telephone pole, descendance from the Wright Brothers proves unfortunate for ... Written by
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Alasdair Gillis left many if not most in the YCDTOTV production group impressed with his development and professionalism as an actor. Writer Robert A. Black christened him actor Les Lye's "best student," while writer Bill Buchanan referred to him "(a real) professional (who) rose to the occasion lots of times." Nowhere does one see Alasdair pull off a finer job of NOT pre-reacting to another character's line (a.k.a. "living in the moment") than in the scene where Lisa gets slimed. Not a moment before, nor a moment during, does Alasdair react in the slightest to when Lisa says "I don't know," reacting only immediately afterward in yanking his shirt over his head to prevent splattered slime getting in his hair and on his head. Subtle, but quite impressive for a 14-year-old. See more
Here ya are, sonny.
W-well, uh, Ma Barth, it's looks really interesting, um... What is it?
Dah, this is my, dah, specialty. It's southern fried armadillo belly supreme smothered in red ridge catfish liver sauce, and then... THEY are collards and they're cooked in dandelion milk.
It all sounds like stuff you ran over in the parking lot this morning.
Ohhhh, you guessed. D'oh, squash my skunks.