DAN: Shh. My mom's a really light sleeper.
(Grace gasps)
Yes, she is.
-Mom... -Daniel, go to your room.
Okay, please, listen. Don't-don't be mad at Grace.
This is all my fault.
Go... to your... room.
(Dan clears throat)
I should talk to your mom now.
Okay. Sure. Yeah.
I, uh... I'm gonna go to my room.
I imagine you're having a lot of feelings.
Mm-hmm.
GRACE: Oh, boy.
-That didn't go well. -Violator!
-I... It was consensual. -(pop)
-Ow! -I trusted you... -SEAN SR.: Hey, hon,
-what's going...? -...with my youngest son.
I am so sorry.
-What are you doing? -She slept with Dan.
-My youngest son. -Well, honey, he's 30.
-Oh! Geez! -Get out of Beverly!
♪ ♪
SEAN SR.: All right, up and at 'em.
Let's go. Van leaves in 15.
-(groans) -Come on.
Yeah. I-I got, like, a stomach thing.
-Whoa. A stomach thing? -Yeah. I was...
I was on the can all night.
-God, you're sweating. -Yeah. Oh, that's a symptom.
-Oh, yeah, no, no. No. -No, it's okay. I can power through.
No, no, no, no, no. You're gonna take everybody at work down.
Dad, you're short... you're short-staffed.
You stay here. You're patient zero.
That's it. Everybody listen up!
Seanny's got a stomach thing!
-Ugh. Gross. -Hey, you just getting up?
You're gonna be late for work.
-Yeah, I overslept. -Everything all right?
-Yeah... ish. -What? Do you have the stomach thing?
'Cause you know these bugs-- they travel like wildfire.
No. Dad, I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm just going through something.
I really don't want to talk about it.
Guess what? We're talking about it today at lunch.
No, I usually work through lunch.
Okay, that's sad. Now, you and I are breaking it down 1:00 today.
Also, don't use this bathroom. It's probably a hot zone.
You might want to sleep downstairs tonight because
this whole area could be infected. Everybody listen up!
The whole kid half of the upstairs
is officially off-limits.
(footsteps running down stairs)
Okay, so last week, you said you were feeling unsafe.
Yeah, it's still happening.
I just, uh... I can't shake the feeling that I'm...
being watched.
And have any of the cognitive behavioral techniques
that we talked about been helping?
No.
-Hey! (whoops) -Shh. Shh.
-Shh. -Got it.
MARCO: Okay, coz,
we got eight hours to get our liquor
and deliver it to our boy.
Oh, man. I've heard customs is an absolute root canal.
They make you wait in 15 different lines
-and sign, like, a thousand different papers. -Yeah.
One of my trader buddies at work--
she got this special Porsche from Germany.
It took her ten days to get it out,
and there was a burrito in the glove compartment.
Oh, man. I love Chicago,
but let's-let's be honest.
It's corrupt to the core.
So, we may have to bribe somebody.
Way ahead of you, coz.
I got a fat wad of cash, cufflinks and a box of cigars.
-Cubans? -Sí, señor. Only way they'd be more Cuban
is if they owned the Mavericks.
Yo, and those crazy eclairs from Rue De L'Espoir.
-Eclairs? -Mm-hmm.
Oh, man.
Hey, what you doing?
-Don't eat the bribes. -Oy.
Marco, they... they smell spectacular.
They do. Okay, we can split one.
-Yeah, we split one. -Yeah.
All right.
Just...
Just kind of uneven.
Okay, we can have one each.
All right, here-here you go, then.
-That one's yours. -Yeah.
Hey.
-Hi. -Uh, I...
I really have to go to work, but I, um,
I just wanted to check in and see if we're okay?
-Yeah, we're gonna be fine. -Ah, I...
don't know what I was thinking.
Um, just still clearly messed up from the stuff with Cora,
and, uh, I guess it kind of came out, uh...
sideways.
You're old enough to make your own mistakes now,
and I'm sorry that you're going through a hard time,
and that you clearly want to sleep with your mother.
Sorry. What?
I'm kidding, but it is textbook.
Um, okay.
We got six hours and 40 minutes.
-Eye of the tiger. -Let's go get this, coz.
Man.
Could go snow-blind in here.
How you doing?
We have a delivery from Slovenia.
Yeah, last name, "Moody." M-O-O-D-Y.
Did you fill out your S-65 form?
Uh, no. Uh, is that gonna be a big deal?
Nope. I'll take care of it for you right now.
-(groans) -Huh.
Ojenz?
That some kind of exotic alcohol?
Um...
Is that a problem?
Not at all. Sounds delicious.
(Sean Jr. laughs)
Bodes well.
All right, all set.
Sorry it took so long.
Hey, thank you.
Great customer service.
Yeah, that was downright pleasant.
ANN: Thank you so much for coming.
GRACE: Ann, I'm so
sorry. I completely violated your trust,
-your friendship... -Hey, stop, stop.
I should be apologizing to you.
I am so mortified by my behavior.
You were just acting like a mother.
Yeah, but I didn't need to go all Capone on you there.
Look, these are, um, very primal issues,
so in light of that, I'm thinking it makes sense
if you find another mentor.
No. No, I'm a trained therapist.
I should be able to handle my emotions, all right?
We're gonna figure this out.
All right, it'll take us an hour to get across town.
That means we got the rest of the day
to celebrate our first sale.
-Or, counterpoint... -Yeah.
Roughly two and a half miles from here
is my favorite Italian restaurant ever.
-Petrillo's. -Petrillo's.
And that bribe money is burning a hole in your pocket.
Are you proposing an early celebration?
Because typically, you celebrate
after the completion of the task.
Da, typically. But is that the Slovenian way?
No, it is not the Slovenian way.
The Slovenian way is to celebrate
all the moments in the moments!
Because they might be your last.
So are we gonna pay homage...
-Yeah. Yeah. -to this aspirational lifestyle
by eating a frigging heavy lunch?
Yes, we are!
Let's go get bloated and feel bad about ourselves!
We're getting bloated!
BRIDGET: Mmm.
-SEAN SR.: Yeah, brings back memories. -Mm-hmm.
God, we haven't done this since high school
when I used to play hooky with you.
-Yeah, when I was shorthanded. That's right. -Mm-hmm.
To this day, I've still never told Mom.
Yeah, you needed the break, though. You were just...
-You were too Type A, you know? -Okay.
Okay, be honest. Was I any help at all?
No.
-(laughs) That's what I thought. -No, but... but to your credit,
you weren't as bad as your brothers.
I mean, I remember one time
they dropped this moronic pentagram necklace
into a furnace. I can't even
begin to tell you what-what an afternoon that was.
-Oh, they're such idiots. -Oh, God.
That was a lot of fun, though.
You know what?
I've got a ton of calls today and no help.
You want to maybe play hooky again?
-Really? No. No, I can't. -Yeah.
I have to go back to work.
No, no. Come on, it's Friday.
-Nothing gets done on a Friday. -(scoffs)
It'll be a blast. Come on.
Okay, fine. My God, you're such a bad influence.
You're too Type A.
-Mm-hmm. -All right.
-Ooh! -Yeah, check is paid.
My top button is undone.
We got two hours to spare.
Yeah, man, take that, go-go capitalism.
Ah, what are you guys doing in our spot?
-We love this place. -SEAN JR.: Hey, Uncle Roger,
Agape. Where-Where's the baby?
-Oh, uh, we got a sitter. -We had to get out.
Suroosh is sweet, but he's a handful.
-Are you guys...? -ROGER: Are we what?
Lovers? (laughs) Guilty as charged.
-Cat's out of the bag. (laughs) -Meow.
-ROGER: Oh, look at those idiots.
There parked on the west side on a Tuesday.
-No, no. -Oh, crap!
Oh, okay.
They should know better.
Do not let me get the risotto.
I need to lose this baby weight.
-All the more to hold on to, hon. -Yes, true.
-Hey! -Hey!
Hey, truck, truck! Hey!
BRIDGET: Wait, wait, wait, wait. What are we doing here?
SEAN SR.: All right, so,
Nick fixed my back, and I promised him
-that I'd fix his water heater, okay? -Oh, my God. Dad!
What, so this whole father-daughter date
was just a setup for this?
No. I can't believe...
-Yes, but let me explain. -Yeah.
I just... I feel like... I don't know.
It's-it's being controlled by the gods. I mean,
he's back, he's single, you're single.
It's like a runaway train nobody can stop.
-He has a girlfriend. -He doesn't. No, he... Are you sure?
Yes, and they're, like, really happy together,
so something can stop the runaway train.
All right, but, I... You do have a thing for him still, right?
-Yeah. -Okay.
So, what, are you just gonna throw in the towel?
I mean, you've always... You were my fighter.
You were the kid that never gave up.
You were my grittiest kid.
Well, I'm not that anymore.
Maybe I was, but I'm just...
I'm-I'm not. (chuckles)
Lately, I just feel totally rudderless.
And that... Honey, it's normal in your situation.
You're-you're... This Doug thing...
No, it's not a Doug thing, Dad. It's a divorce.
Okay? And I don't really feel like you guys get it
because no Moody has ever been divorced.
(voice breaking): It's just really humiliating.
Honey, what do you...? Do you think
we're, like, judging you?
I just feel like I kind of let you down.
Okay, that... You could not ever let me down.
One of your brothers, you know, burnt down a church,
almost went to jail for it. I mean, come on.
You know, you're the kid I brag about.
I'm always, you know, "My daughter's a lawyer."
My friends don't even want
to hear it anymore, I say it so much.
-Really? -Yeah?
Yeah, I...
I wish I could fast-forward your life to a year from now.
I'm telling you, it's gonna be great.
It's gonna be epic.
I guess at least my brownstone will be done.
Nah. No, no. Eddie Ricci's your contractor.
-(laughs) You won't... you won't be in there for, like, two more years.
But... (sighs) ...let me go in and do this,
and you can sit here and listen to one of my classic CDs.
Okay, wait, wait. Don't tell Nick I'm out here.
Right. Right, of course. Right, uh, yeah, okay.
I was gonna, but I'm not. I won't.
-Okay. Great. -Okay.
SEAN JR.: Got a rental truck that was towed here.
Yup. Just need the registration.
It's in the truck. I'll just go grab it.
No, I can't let you out there until you pay the fine.
So then I'll pay the fine.
Can't pay the fine without the registration.
-Feel like we're in a loop here. -Not my rules.
-City rules. -MARCO: My brother.
Me and you look like we're cut from the same cloth.
I feel like you're a man who enjoys a French cuff.
If the occasion warrants.
Onyx?
Hey, you know your gems.
Okay, I'm gonna take a break, and if you have the registration
when I get back, no questions asked.
Geez.
(groans softly)
-Aah! Yup. -Yes?
-Let's get it. -Get.
-(groans) -All right.
-That was easy. -Yeah, can't keep us down.
(dog growling)
SEAN JR.: Uh...
Oh, It's cool, dude. Dobermans are my breed.
-Oh, I think those are shepherds. -Make yourself tall.
Shoulders back, stand your ground, own your space.
I think they're just tied to the fence, actually.
Stand slightly behind me 'cause I am the alpha.
-(barking) -No, they're not tied to the fence!
-Stand your ground! -Nope!
Stand your ground, Sean!
(upbeat song plays, sung in foreign language)
-Think they'll make it? -60-40.
The one with the mustache is surprisingly nimble.
♪ ♪
-(barking) -I am the alpha!
-(screaming) -I am the alpha!
-It's not working!
-(barking) -Let's go, dog!
They're not buying it. I'm not buying it.
-(barking) -(whistling)
(panting)
MAN: Come pay your fine!
You've earned it.
-(barking) -(laughs) Good dogs.
So earlier, Ann had an issue with me,
and it reminded me how vital it is
that we talk out our differences.
-Yes, it is. -What were the issues?
-Oh. Oh. -Oh, specifics are not important.
Yeah, it's not important. It's, uh...
The important thing is is that we put it behind us.
Or you know, with time, you know, we will.
Do we need anything more to talk about? Or...
No. I apologized for losing my temper, and I meant it.
Good.
You know, just, of course, things are percolating.
You know, "processing" I think is the word that-that you use.
It was just a really big violation of trust,
but I'm fine.
Now I want to know.
You know, Ann,
it's okay with me if you'd like to share it with group,
if you feel that would be productive.
Um, maybe.
Well, would you like to hold the compassion pillow?
You know, I would. I would like to use the compassion pillow,
Ted, thank you.
Okay, girlfriend, talk to me.
Uh, uh, okay, well, y-you know, girl... friend,
um, it's really...
Uh, I guess it's really more of-of... of a question.
Why did you sleep with my son?
-(laughing): Oh, my God. -Behind my back, in my house,
lying to my face that you were helping him
with his male-specific challenges?
You know, honey, as director
of the Fernwood Wellness Center...
(whispers): ...you suck.
And I would like a new mentor.
(phone chimes)
(sighs)
Damn it.
MAN: Ooh, pretty. (chuckles)
-One that got away? -Yup.
Yeah, I got one of those.
-Pretty. -Yeah.
At least we got our careers, right? (giggles)
Oh, you guys are early. I like that. Go-getters.
Well, you know what the Slovenians say.
"If you're not early, you're late."
That's actually just something my dad says.
The Slovenians have a notoriously loose sense of time.
Well, uh, look, we're, uh, we're really excited for this.
I think we can move a lot of product.
-Here you go. -Thank you.
Guys, I've got a food empire to run.
-I'll be in touch. -SEAN JR.: Oh, yeah.
All right. Thank you.
You know, um, this is my fourth business
and my first official check.
-Congratulations, coz. -Thank you.
Hiya.
-Hi. (chuckles softly) -Can I come in?
Sure.
-(chuckles) What are you doing? -(groans)
Um, well, my dad tricked me into coming
because he can't stop playing matchmaker.
-(inhales) -And, um, so I couldn't come inside
because I made everything weird with my, uh,
awkward love thing at the supermarket.
-(chuckles softly) -(chuckles): Yeah, yeah, that was...
-That was pretty awkward. That was... -That was tough.
-I mean... -That was tough for me to see myself.
I kind of floated out of my body.
No, it kind of messed me up, too, so...
-I'm sorry. -No. It's just...
I really like Jocelyn.
-I know. -But, uh,
look, I-I haven't been completely honest with you.
I-I... I haven't stopped thinking
about you since college, either.
I mean... I mean, I...
You still give me butterflies. It's weird.
You even smell the same.
Which is so confusing, because why are you using
the same shampoo when you have money now?
It's just... But it's just driving me nuts, and...
They just say that once you get, like, a shampoo you really like,
you should stay with it.
Smells like spring break.
-(sighs) -Ah, no. I-I... God, I'm sorry.
-No, it's-it's okay. -No, no.
No, it's not. I'm in a relationship.
I...
Um...
(chuckles)
-Ah. -Okay.
NICK: Oh, God, I'm in...
I'm in a love triangle.
-Want to go celebrate? -Yes, totally.
Coz, there's something, um...
(stammers)
I got to talk to you about this one thing.
It's a little baby thing. Tiny thing.
It's about the business.
Sure. What's up?
I think I want my old job back,
-coz. -Whoa, what?
Yeah, I had this epiphany
when we were running away from the shepherds.
This is a very hard way to make a living.
And I looked at our check, and the margins are thin.
And I knew they were gonna be, right?
But, coz,
there was, like, something about seeing it in black and white.
And I did... Started doing this math in my head.
Do you know it's basically gonna take us years
to make what I make right now?
Okay, first of all, I dispute your math.
Second of all, I-I don't think you're factoring in
the emotional profit
nor the satisfaction
that comes from realizing your own vision
through a product
that is probably gonna change the world, man.
I'm sorry.
I like my life.
And I don't like this feeling of being out here without a net.
No. Okay, I g... I know. I-I... That can be scary.
But I'm telling you, that's the best part.
I want to be that guy,
and I admire you so much 'cause you are,
but I'm not.
You-you... You lack the ability to dream.
Maybe.
But maybe you dream too much, cousin.
I just don't know if this Ojenz idea
-is the right winner for you. -You're wrong.
Bro, honestly,
I kind of think you're sitting on a winner.
All right? Your dad
-has this great business... -Are you...?
...that he wants to give you. You know that, man.
Why don't you take all this energy that I love
and put your vision into that?
He sticks the knife into my lower back,
twists it into my spine
and then gives me life advice about my dad's business.
-Come on, coz. -What a guy.
Don't do that to me, coz.
-Come on. -Stop with the "coz," okay?
Stop. Don't "coz" me, man.
We're not... We're not extended family anymore.
You know what? Take this back yourself.
I'm gonna walk home.
It's freezing out here.
Yeah. And it's freezing in here.
In-in yours, I mean.
(car door opens)
-I'm taking these. -Don't. Come on.
Yeah, I'm taking these.
I got to eat on my long walk home.
Not a bad day.
No. It was pretty fun.
Thanks for lunch, Dad.
Anytime, kiddo.
Anytime.
-(sighs) -(phone chimes)
(vehicle approaching)
What are you doing?
I'm a few hours into a moral stand I wasn't dressed for.
Good Lord. It sucks.
How'd you get here so fast?
I was outside Cora's place.
Weird. You just lingered?
-You didn't even knock or anything? -Nah.
Too much has happened.
Give me one of those.
Oh. Um, there's none left.
Really?
I ate nine eclairs today.
I can't feel my feet.
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