Lucille smiled and leaned down to kiss his forehead. Michael hesitated for a moment before asking the question that had been on his mind since Lucille came outside. 'He'll be fine,' Lucille replies, still tending to Buster. Michael hovered nearby, watching anxiously. Once inside, Lucille laid Buster down on the couch and began examining his knee. 'Come inside with me and your brother.' She carried Buster into the house, with Michael trailing behind. GOB and Lindsay hung their heads in shame, and Michael couldn't help but wonder if he was also going to get in trouble. Lucille noticed them and her face darkened. They knew they were going to be in trouble for not watching out for Buster. Meanwhile, GOB and Lindsay were standing off to the side, looking guilty. Lucille held him close, rocking him back and forth.

His whole body was shaking with sobs, and his little hands were clutching at her shirt. 'What happened? Let Mama take care of you.'īuster's crying only got louder as he buried his face in her shoulder.

She saw Buster crying and immediately scooped him up into her arms.

'Where does it hurt?' Michael asks, worried.īefore Buster can respond, their mother Lucille, came out to see what was happening. Michael quickly rushed over to him.īuster shook his head and continued to cry. He let out a loud, piercing cry that echoed through the neighborhood. Lindsay, Michael's sister, was showing off her hula hoop skills, and GOB, the oldest, was practicing his magic tricks.Īs they were playing, Buster stumbled and fell, hitting his knee on a rock. Buster, the youngest, was trailing behind, but still enjoying himself. It was a sunny day in Newport Beach, and the Bluth children were outside playing together.

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