DAN: I fell asleep. What time is it?
-Oh, it's only 4:15. -Oh, thank God.
Um, I, uh...
better sneak you out before anyone wakes up.
Mm.
Oh, man. Ow.
-My back is seizing up again. -ANN: okay,
shh, you're gonna wake Dan.
-(Sean Sr. groans) -(gasps) I think I hear my parents.
I do not want to run into your mother right now.
Okay. Out the back.
-Is there cheese in this? -Oh, yeah, let's make sure
Bridget doesn't have any dairy.
She's gonna detonate, and we'll all be
-in the blast radius. -Shut up!
Shh!
Wait, don't close the-- door.
-(rattles doorknob) -Sorry.
My fault. I, uh, gotta remember to keep that thing unlocked.
Could you just walk on your tiptoes, though?
-It's quieter. -I'm in boots in the snow.
-(door opens) -SEAN JR.: Are you kidding me?
-The prince wasn't even in his quarters. -Where the hell were you?
Uh, I couldn't sleep. I just went for a walk.
Really? You went for a walk at this hour?
SEAN JR.: Hey, you're lucky the neighborhood watch guys
didn't find you-- they have scary ideas.
You know, and they're all carrying pepper spray now.
Talk to Steve down the block.
Still wears sunglasses.
Are you seeing someone?
I-I just went for a walk.
SEAN SR.: Listen, you should get some sleep,
'cause you got that Dukakis kid birthday party today.
-I know, I know. -You should be nice to them, too,
'cause if you are, they'll bring you back next year.
It's a perennial.
-That's what I'm afraid of. -Okay, attitude, my friend.
That's what sales is all about: attitude.
SEAN JR.: And smile, Dan.
For God's sakes, smile. The kids love smiles.
SEAN SR.: Ah-ah, listen to your brother.
-No, no. -(indistinct shouting)
-♪ ♪ -You made me hurt my back again.
-(groaning) -What are you doing?
I'm going to get coffee.
Well, I can get it for you.
Honey, I'm not an invalid, all right?
No, you're a fire hazard.
Why don't you call the doctor?
I can gut this out.
Oh, God, we need a female president.
-All clear! -(video game gunfire) -Okay, one of you overachievers
needs to go to the drugstore for your father.
-BOTH: Not it. -Okay, well, that sounds
like a tie, so you're both going.
Okay, here's my credit card.
For pain medication only.
For your father.
-No incidentals. -(mock gasp)
VIDEO GAME SOLDIER: Fire in the hole!
I mean it.
(clicks tongue)
Uh, two cappuccinos, uh, two of those bacon-and-egg guys,
and, uh...
-yeah, why not, a T-shirt. -Yeah, yeah,
make it two T-shirts, please.
-And, oh, one of those, -Ooh.
uh, Japanese tea sets.
-Nice. -I feel like Mom would want me
-to have those. -Yeah.
-(phone chimes) -Mm. Mm-mm!
Oh, another text from Mom.
"ETA, question mark."
Just say there's a long line.
Won't answer. Um...
Oh, speaking of Mom, she was...
all over your late arrival last night.
She called it "mysterious."
Can you keep a secret?
Not historically, but I'll do my best.
I, uh... (clears throat)
-I hooked up with Grace last night. -(gulps)
Mom's elderly friend?
Yeah.
In the rec room.
-Oh. -(laughs)
God, Dan, that is all kinds of forbidden.
-Is it-- is it serious? -Oh, no.
Just kind of happened. It's not a real thing.
You know what is a real thing?
Mom going full Chernobyl
when she finds out you tagged her mentor.
Hey. Look at that.
Hubba-hubba. Look at those hips.
What do you think, real or fake or...
-Oh! Moodys! -Nick!
-(chuckles): Nick. He's back. -You're back.
Uh, yeah. I-I am back. (chuckles)
-I never left! -(laughs)
So, what are you guys up to?
Getting meds. Our dad tweaked his back.
Oof, I've been there. Made me do some soul-searching.
Yeah, I don't think Dad is seeing this
as a personal growth opportunity.
-Definitely not. -(phone ringing)
Oh. Sorry, that's my equity partner.
Money never sleepin', 24/7.
-Marco, talk to me. -Things are escalating fast.
I just had a chat with one Herman Johnson.
-Herman Johnson? -Let's go!
Bad boy restauranteur extraordinaire?
How did you get to him?
Turkish bath.
Everybody's vulnerable in a towel.
He wants to talk Ojenz with us tonight,
-sample the product. -Buddy boy, this is huge.
It's bigger than huge, coz.
This is our moment, baby!
We need to make our fruit brandy experience undeniable.
What you want to do?
Do we meet him at a killer restaurant?
What are we, pikers? No.
I'll call my loft broker back from the rave days.
Juliette and I should be good by now.
Stop playing. Juliette-Juliette?
Man, tell her sad Romeo said, "What's up?"
-Oh. Hi. -Hi.
-What's up?
Do you know what's going on with Dan?
-He's... -Uh, no.
Would you tell me if you did?
(sucks air through teeth) Probably not.
Yeah. All right.
So, uh, what about you?
-What's going on with you? -Okay. (exhales)
Well, I know you don't want to share,
because I'm the mom
and now I'm a therapist with an office
and everything, but...
I just want you to know that I see what's going on.
Divorce must be really painful.
Yeah, it is.
-(exhales) -I'm so sorry.
I mean, my skin is telling me
I'm barely holding it together, so...
Well, you don't have to hold it together with me. Okay?
Can I just say...
(whispers): You're the smartest person in this family.
-(laughs) -Come on. You're a respected lawyer
at one of the best firms in the city.
And did I hear-- yes, I heard--
that you have a brownstone?
-(chuckles) I'm gonna kill you. -I don't know.
I sent you a picture, though, of the lighting fixture?
I love it.
(laughs)
You just be kind to yourself.
Okay?
You know, and don't look for your self-worth
in multiple partners.
-Oh, this lesson isn't over? -I mean, honestly. No.
Because I made a lot of really bad sexual decisions.
-Oh, shit. -Did I ever tell you about Fort Lauderdale,
-1981? -You actually did. -(doorbell rings)
-Oh, somebody's here. -It was way before your dad.
-I'll get it. -Puerto Vallarta, '82.
-I'm okay, Mom. -(scoffs) Why can't
-I just keep my mouth shut? -I'll get it, guys!
(exhales) Hey...
-Hey, Bridget. -I didn't know you were,
-uh, coming. -Yeah, well, I heard your dad was hurting,
so I hiked over with my massage gun.
-Got it. -I figured I'd get some steps in for Patagonia
and also help him out. Kind of two birds
with one, um...
You have some-- you have something on your...
-face. -Oh, yeah. It's just my, um...
It's b-beauty. (chuckles)
Um, okay, does he know you're coming?
DAN: I told him! He's upstairs!
There you go.
The ascent continues. (chuckles)
-Get after it. (chuckles) Okay. -All right. Yeah.
(quietly): Oh, my God.
-(door creaking) -All right.
-(knocking) -Hey, Sean, are you decent?
Hey, Nick. Come on in.
Sorry about this.
-Thanks for coming. -Ooh. Yikes.
-I know. -How the mighty have fallen.
Uh, yep. (exhales)
-Not looking good, my friend. -Oh, boy.
Well, it's a good thing that the, uh, back sheriff's in town.
Uh, that's the thing that's supposed to change my life?
-I might have oversold it a bit, but... roll over. -(vibrating)
-All right. (strained): Give me a couple minutes. -(beep, vibrating stops)
(groans)
Oh, boy.
Yeah, like at, uh, an industrial loft or something.
We-we need to impress this guy.
-Arigato. -BRIDGET: Hey.
Why didn't you tell me
-that Nick was coming over? -Oh, uh,
Nick is coming over.
Oh, my God. I cannot deal. I'm out of here.
Hold on a second, Juliette. Bridget, will you do
-a sandwich run? -No!
I've still got Mom's credit card.
ANN: You still have my credit card?
Uh, I-I put it back in the bowl.
-See, I just heard you. -SEAN SR.: Dan, you're gonna be late
-for the Dukakis party! -I'm calling the Uber now!
No, don't call Uber. I will drive you.
We can talk. Card.
I was hoping you forgot. Uh, there may be some incidentals
on there. It's all Dan.
Oh... Yeah.
-(groaning) -Should feel it starting to loosen up, huh?
It's loosening a little bit, yeah.
-I'm gonna crank it up to eight. -Oh.
I call this the Chewbacca level.
-(vibrating increases) -Okay. Oh, yeah!
Oh, Chewbacca.
Oh. All right, we're doing this for, like, an hour.
So, I'm not one to pry, but...
it does seem that you have a little, eh, spring in your step.
I'm probably just, uh, excited to be chronicling
-the lives of eight-year-olds. -Yeah. Sure.
You don't have a special friend
or someone that... Oh, come on.
What happened to us? You used to confide in me about everything.
(chuckles) I don't remember that.
Well, anyone that makes you happy
to be in Chicago makes me happy.
Thanks, Mom.
You're welcome.
Oh, come on. Who is it?
Oh. Oh.
I see-- I see kids. Over here.
-Thanks, Mom. -You're welcome.
(grunting)
(children chattering in distance)
Oh, honey, you forget your hat!
Ah. Thanks.
-(horn honks loudly) -Mom!
Have fun! Love you!
(whooping, loud chatter)
Hey, Dan, I, uh... I forgot to tell you,
but, uh, everyone's wearing one of these.
-Yeah. Okay. -I know-- I know it's silly, but that's what Atlas wanted.
And, you know, you know, he's the boss. So j--
-You'll just-- You know, throw it on. I, you know... -Great.
Smile. It's-- You know, it's a children's party.
(chuckles softly)
(indistinct chatter)
Cora.
Ah.
Dan.
Hey. Uh...
-Hi. -Hey. Uh...
Did not expect to see you here.
Yeah. You know, um, jewelry business is slow,
so, you know, I-I picked up some-some catering gigs.
Um, how have you been?
Ah, well, you know, uh, living the dream.
-Got a baptism next week, so... -Sorry.
DIMITRI: Hey. Dan. (chuckles)
Can we get a picture of-- My-my little boy Atlas
is getting his face painted. It's adorable.
He's-he's a-- he's a tiger.
-He's a tiger. He's a little prince tiger. -(chuckles)
You can see that I'm crying on the inside, can't you?
Little bit, yeah.
DIMITRI: Why do you grow up so fast?
SEAN SR.: I think it's-it's looser.
-NICK: Yeah? -Yeah.
Well, you know, it'll tide you over for a bit,
but, uh, if you want to make any real change,
you got to, uh...
Well, you know what, it's too out there. Forget it.
-What? -Well, no, I'm just saying, some people,
like Eddie Vedder of Pearl Jam
or big-wave surfer Laird Hamilton,
have had success, uh,
talking to their injuries.
You want me to talk to my back? (chuckles)
Not like that I don't.
You got to kind of be nice to it,
reassuring. You just got
to kind of jump in there. You got to be like, "Hey, man."
Nice and-- "Hey, Back, can I talk to you for a sec?
"Hey. Listen.
"Look, I'm sorry that I made you sit
"in that law office chair all those years,
"carrying the expectations of my parents,
"society.
My bad, pal."
You hear how calm my voice is?
They say the tone of your voice is more important
than the words.
I hear what you're saying, and it sounds really...
stupid.
-Yeah. -Sorry, pal.
-I'm not talking to my back. -I feel
kind of embarrassed that I did it.
No, that's okay. It's-- You... (stammers)
Hey. The gun. That's my thing.
-We like the gun. -Talking to it is your thing.
MARCO: How much? This looks expensive.
Ask me again after this moment
of awe...
Oh-ho-ho-kay!
Okay! This place is awesome!
-We are 100% making a sale here tonight. -It's good.
I just-- I don't know what this venue says about Ojenz.
We're saying we're ballers.
Yeah, but he's a baller. He's big time.
We need to, like, make an impression.
We need to establish our brand.
-Right. -So, what... what are we?
-Slovenia. -Slovenia. Sure.
-The Alps. -Okay.
-Monks. -Monks?
Perfecting their brandy recipe in secret over eight centuries.
-Yeah. -That's a... that-that's a thing.
-I'm inspired. We are truth. -Mm.
We are truth. We are authenticity.
We have a few hours to transform this place.
What? More stuff? How much is it gonna cost?
Ask me again after the next moment of awe.
No, we don't have unlimited funds, coz.
We... This is enough awe!
-♪ ♪ -(camera shutter clicking)
(groans)
You know, I just cleaned up a cupcake
that some kid rubbed into the couch.
Do you know they're seven bucks each, right?
So that means I'm getting paid two whole cupcakes an hour?
Mm-hmm, but don't worry.
All this will change after the revolution.
(Cora laughs)
Um...
So you decided to stay in Chicago, huh?
Um, I don't know. Maybe.
Still kind of figuring things out.
I cannot turn 30 in my parents' basement.
-(laughs) -I got three months.
-Oh, I've got six. -(cheering)
You know, I'm actually thinking about teaching.
-Really? -Yeah.
-What? -I don't know. -DIMITRI: Yo. Yo, Dan.
-(both laugh) -Are you getting this? Stop...
Stop chatting. Get-get over here. The magician guy's
-gonna make Atlas disappear. -(whispers): I wish.
Oh. Where'd he go?
SEAN SR.: So, you, uh... you still get out on the ice?
Oh, no, I-I haven't really played hockey since college.
Ah, that's a bummer, man. You were so good.
It's selfishly one of the reasons I wanted you
to end up with Bridget 'cause if you guys had kids, with your
-speed gene and my hockey IQ... -Yeah.
...we would have had a couple of real Connor McDavids running
-around this house by now. -Hey, don't look at me.
I kind of wanted to end up with Bridget myself, so...
-And what happened with you two? -Oh, nothing. We were so young.
And I, uh... I graduated, and she went off to Dublin.
-Oh, yeah. -And, uh, met some guy there.
God. Aidan.
-Yeah. Yeah. -Yup, he came back with her.
And he spent an entire summer in my living room
singing Taylor Swift songs on his acoustic guitar.
You haven't heard Taylor Swift 'till you've heard it,
like, a simpering, Irish brogue version.
-Ugh! -Oh, that sounds like a nightmare.
-Ah. (stammers) -So, I want you to alternate
heat and ice with that bad...
-Hey! -Hey!
-Didn't realize you'd still be here.
He's still here. What are you doing right now?
-Uh, nothing. -That's perfect, because you need to drive
Nick to the store 'cause he's got to get me
a bunch of, uh, stuff for my back. What was it?
Um, there's fish oil,
-apple cider vinegar, and, uh... -Yeah, turmeric.
-Sounds healthy. -SEAN SR.: What do we have?
Well, uh, 'cause I need it, okay?
-So we have to go now? -Yeah, yeah.
As soon as possible.
-Okay. -SEAN SR.: Great.
Let's go, I guess. (chuckles)
Yup.
-(door opens) -Have a good time.
(door closes)
(singing in Latin)
♪ Ojenz ♪
That never gets old. Do it with me, Marco.
♪ Ojenz... ♪
-(phone dings) -Here we go. Here we go.
A text from Herman. He's probably downstairs.
All right, guys, this is it. This is it. Game faces.
-(singing continues) -He's not coming. -What?
I don't know. He says something came up.
Damn it! Sorry, Abbot.
Uh, a-apologies. You know what, brothers? Take five.
Help yourself to the charcuterie boards.
(inhales sharply) Uh, what, uh, the hell?
So I thought you said this guy was for real.
He is for real.
Clearly, he's not, though, 'cause he's not here.
-What are you saying? -I'm saying you need to do
a bit more research before I do all this work.
Whoa. I'm the one who paid for every single one of these monks.
And they're surprisingly good negotiators.
I lit every single candle.
You've got to spend money to make money.
Says every dude who's never made any money.
You-you... You know what your problem is?
You lack vision, Marco. You've always lacked vision.
Even in high school,
you had Ed Hardy shirts and trucker caps.
Whoa. Whoa. Do not talk about Ed like that, man.
You know he gave me a lot of confidence.
Cousin, you are lucky
that I even hung out with you in high school.
You didn't lift weights, bro. You made robots.
You were a loser!
-No, you were a loser! -(phone chimes)
-It's Herman again. -Okay, was he double canceling?
No. No, he says that he is familiar with our product
-from his travels, he loves it. -Oh. Okay.
He's sorry he couldn't come tonight,
-and he's gonna order a hundred cases. -Wait. What?
Let me see that.
"...buy a hundred cases of O..."
-You did it! -We did it.
-We did do it, didn't we? -Damn.
There was some hidden tension between us.
Yeah. Yeah, it was awkward.
-The lifting weights thing hit close to home. -My bad.
Catharsis, thy name is "Ojenz."
BOTH: ♪ Ojenz ♪
ALL (offkey harmony): ♪ Ojenz. ♪
So your dad-- playing a little matchmaker, huh?
-I think he's worried about me. -Should he be?
Yeah, uh, his instincts are correct.
I've been a little off the rails lately.
Oh, yeah?
Well, you know, when I quit my corporate gig,
I was sort of in a freefall myself, so I don't think
there's anything you could've done that would shock me.
Oh, I think you're underestimating my ability
-to do really stupid things. -(laughs)
Oh, Bridget, so hard on yourself.
You always have been.
Hey, I got an idea.
Why don't I buy you a smoothie?
Ah, we should probably get back.
Come on, Bridget. A little smoothie.
-Oh, the smoothie dance is back. -Some fruit.
-The smoothie dance. Kale. -No. I'm okay. I'm okay.
-Flaxseed. -No.
-Carob chips? I know you like those. -(laughs) I-I can't.
I-I'm trying to be friends with you,
but this is really hard.
Because I want to be more than friends with you.
I really like you, Nick.
I might even still love you.
Um, and I just... I think about us still being together.
Even when I was with Doug, I did, and I'm....
I'm just... I gonna stop talking,
but those are all the things I'm feeling, so...
Hmm.
Your turn. (laughs)
I don't know what to say.
I... I'm with Jocelyn.
I know, and you don't have to say anything.
I mean, I'm just... (scoffs) Oh, my God.
I'm just being totally ridiculous.
-No. -And awkward.
I'm gonna take my dad's stuff,
-and I'm gonna go, okay? -No, no, no, I...
Yeah, yeah. No, this was great. Okay. Bye. Bye.
Unless-- I don't know--
you know, if you felt the same way
and wanted to say something to make me stay.
Um, all right.
Well, I'm gonna head... I'm almost down to the aisle...
end of the aisle anyway, so it's all good.
Yeah, you... stay there.
And, um, still within earshot, though,
if you change anything.
All right, I'm at the checkout line.
There's somebody ahead of me in line if you, um, end up
realizing you love me.
Nick?
NICK: Yeah?
Nothing. Just wanted to make sure you were still there.
(groans): Oh.
(sighs) Ah.
(sighs, sniffles)
All mine.
Yup.
Mm.
Oh, that was a mistake.
Ow! Oh, my God. Ah, ah, ah.
Holy... Ah.
Oh, Ann? Oh!
(groans) Oh, honey?
(groans)
Oh.
Aah. Oh, my God.
That's it. Thanks for helping.
It was, uh, it was really good to see you.
-Yeah, it really was. -Yeah.
Hey, I still have, like, four of your dinner plates at home.
I should get them to you.
Uh, no, that's okay. My parents have plates.
Don't know if I told you this, but I come from money.
(laughs)
-Well... -Yup.
Uh, hopefully, I run into you at the next demeaning gig?
-Sure. -Oh, hey, your party favor.
-Can't leave without it. -Oh, no, no, no, you can have it.
-Thanks. -Okay, uh, goodbye, I guess.
Bye.
(sighs)
(groans) Hey, Back.
(groans)
It's, uh, Sean here. (sighs)
And, uh, I don't talk to you, uh, much.
(sucks in through teeth)
But I want you to know... (clears throat)
This trophy right here-- I-I couldn't have won this
without you. I...
No way. I-I know... (exhales)
I take you for granted, but not anymore.
From here on out, I-I'm your best friend.
I love you, buddy.
You know, if you had spoken like that to me, just once...
Never mind, you dope. Help me up!
-You sure your buddy that you love won't mind? -Would you...?
All right, all right, I'm coming.
-Are those my slippers? -Well...
What are you doing? I'm in pain here!
I'm trying to figure out how I'm coming in here.
-All right. You know what? -Aah! Ouch. Ouch.
I'm gonna get my moving belt. I'm gonna get the belt.
-What? -I don't want to throw my back out.
Uh, you're gonna leave me here?
-I don't want to throw my back out! -Hurry up!
Thanks.
(sighs)
-GRACE (singsongy): I've been waiting for you, Dan. -(gasps)
You remembered to leave the storm door open.
And in case you're wondering, I'm naked.
Yeah. Wow. Um,
-look, um... -Oh, God.
Yeah, um, I-I've been thinking
about a lot of stuff lately, and, um...
You don't think this is a good idea.
Yeah, I don't think so.
-I mean, I saw Cora today. -Ah.
Yeah, my heart's still kind of with her, and
I just don't want to do that thing that I always do.
Hook up with your mom's friends?
Yeah, and there's that. Yeah.
Dan, I, um... (scoffs)
This was never the healthiest idea in the first place.
I'm really sorry.
GRACE: I do wish we had figured this out
-before I took my clothes off. -W-Watch your step.
But insights come when insights come.
Shh. My mom's a really light sleeper.
(gasps)
Yes, she is.
-Mom... -Hello, Daniel.
Grace.
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