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(Harvey walks by the bathroom and finds something shocking.)
Harvey: Oh hey, Michelle…….!
(Michelle is seen in the bathtub, holding a smock in her hands, which is covered in spaghetti sauce. Harvey notices a bowl of spaghetti is sitting on the floor.)
Harvey: Wait a minute. Is that my smock? Did you cover it in spaghetti?
(Michelle just stares at him. Harvey groans as his eyebrows start to lower slightly.)
Harvey: I don’t know about you, but I feel like I had an artistic breakthrough.
(Harvey pulls out a picture from an envelope, but becomes shocked once he looks at it.)
Harvey: Huh? My drawing!
(His drawing of his family is covered in red and yellow scribbles. Harvey then notices Michelle sitting on the floor, playing with a rattle.)
Harvey: Michelle!!
(Harvey goes over to Michelle to confront her.)
Harvey: Argh! I’m so—! I just—! (Grumbles)
(Suddenly, something pops up on the top side of his head.)
Harvey: Huh? What? WHOA!! What is this thing?
Dade: I know exactly what that is. You’ve got rage. Join the club. My siblings make me rage all the time. See?
(Dade shows him a pulsing vein on the top of his head.)
Claire: Oh yeah. Me too. I rage quietly. I’m good at hiding it.
(Claire shows him that she has one hidden behind her hair.)
Harvey: Wait? Really? Even you, Piri?
Piri: The sun provides both beautiful light and INTENSE SCORCHING HEAT!!!
Claire: Oh, uh, are you okay, Harvey?
(Harvey’s eyebrows appear to be furrowed, showing that he is angry, even though he’s still smiling.)
Harvey: Yeah! Why? (Realizing) Oh! Don’t mind my furrowed eyebrows. It’s just a side effect of my rage. Please carry on.
Harvey: (nervously) Uh, guys? One at a time. Come on. Listen everyone. If we just…..
(Nobody listens and continues to argue. Harvey tries to stop it, but it soon becomes too much to the point where he can’t take it anymore. He ends up getting so enraged that he jumps out of his chair and shouts.)
Harvey: EVERYONE SHUT YOUR PIEHOLES!!!!
(Once Harvey gets back in his chair, he covers his mouth with his hands, realizing what he just did.)
Harvey: I’m sorry, everyone. I don’t know what came over me.
Dade: But Harvey, look! Is it just me or did your rage lose some juice?
(The vein on Harvey’s head begins to shrink.)
(After the meeting, Harvey is heading back to his house, singing.)
Harvey: Doop, doop, dealing with my anger, doop, doop, dooby, dooby, dooby, dooby.
(Once he gets home, he goes up to his room.)
Harvey: (sighs) My bedroom. One of my favorite rooms in the house.
(Harvey walks around humming to himself, until he notices that one of the walls is covered in crayon scribbles.)
Harvey: Buh-buh? Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, BUH BUH BUH BUH BUH!!!!
(At the sight of this, Harvey starts getting mad again, this time, getting more enraged than ever. He spots Michelle nearby, playing with her rattle.)
Harvey: Michelle!!! You keep ruining my personal property! How about I ruin some of yours?!
(Harvey snatches the rattle out of her hands and runs out of the house, screaming at the top of his lungs. He continues screaming until he reaches a plateau in the distance.)
(Michelle lunges towards Harvey. He dodges her, but she grabs one of the pockets on his shorts, ripping a hole in it.)
Harvey: No!
(A handful of colorful gummies falls out of it.)
Harvey: My gummies! You wrecked the pocket where I keep my vitamin gummies! How am I supposed to be a healthy boy without my vitamins?!
(Michelle just blows a raspberry at him, making him even more mad.)
All: Fight! Fight! Fight!
Claire: Wait. Are you even allowed to fight babies?
Officer Fred: Technically, no.
(At the dinner table, Harvey and Michelle are sitting across from each other, staring angrily at one another. Their parents are a little surprised at this.)
Irving: Sure feels a little tense at the dinner table tonight.
Miriam: Is everything okay between you two?
Harvey: Yep!
(Harvey cuts his meat, breaking the plate it’s on in the process. At the same time, Irving tries to feed Michelle, but she breaks a part of the height chair she’s sitting in.)
Irving: Eep!
Miriam: Well whatever happened, just remember that you two are family.
Irving: Tend to your anger as you would tend to each other: with love, with care.
Miriam: Where did that come from?
Irving: It’s on the back of the juice box.
(Indeed, those exact words were in fact written on the Oran-J box)
(Harvey marches upstairs into his room, still furious. As a last resort, he goes over to the wall that Michelle drew on, picks up a crayon and starts coloring on it himself. He also starts taking a few deep breaths to help him calm down. As he finishes coloring, his rage completely dies down and he starts feeling calm again.)
(Michelle soon comes into the room, still angry herself. Harvey then hands her a crayon and encourages her to color on the wall too. The two start coloring together and laughing happily. After a while, they just sit and stare at the wall, feeling closer together.)