Are you sure there's enough light?
'Cause I don't feel like...
Are we in focus? That's the first question.
All right, you have to stop asking me that.
Well, we saw the baby pictures, so I think
we need to be a little more hands‐on here.
I need a break.
Ah, Mapplethorpe's throwing another fit.
(chuckling): "Agape Akosu... Akos..."
I‐I defy anybody to say those three words in a row.
"Agape Akosua Nkrumah."
(sighs) Give me that.
Oh, don't worry about it.
Everyone's gonna be looking at the bride up there
‐while you mangle her name. ‐"Agape A...
Akos... Agape‐‐ A‐Ak..." I‐‐ You know what?
It's like the Ghanian version of "She sells seashells
‐by the seashore." ‐Yeah.
Of course that comes right out of my mouth.
‐Agape Akosua Nkrumah. ‐I got the Agape.
Am I crazy, or is this the hotel you got married in?
Yep, and Roger invited Doug,
because they still play tennis together.
In Roger's defense, uh, Doug is a terrific doubles partner.
Yeah, and to add salt to the wound,
Nick is leaving for Patagonia today with his girlfriend.
(groans) Bridget and the horrible,
terrible, no good, very bad day.
ROGER: There she is. Hey.
Just wanted to give you a little heads‐up.
You'll be at table two where there will be
a nice little surprise waiting for you...
‐That's great. ‐...by the name of Dustin Lundgren,
the most eligible bachelor in the parts department.
‐You're gonna love him. Hey, do not talk politics. ‐Oh.
‐Okay. ‐SEAN JR.: Oh, looks like things are looking up.
Cupid may have fired his golden arrow.
(sighs) What time does the bar open?
Is‐is this too much? Taking you to a wedding?
I‐I know we're supposed to take it slow.
(laughs) No. No, no, no.
And I love seeing you all dressed up.
You're very, very handsome.
‐Well, you always look so beautiful. ‐Mm‐hmm. Thank you.
ROGER: Annie Leibovitz, break time's over.
‐God. He's a monster. ‐Oh, my God.
ROGER: All right, Yafeu, you're on deck.
That's a baseball term meaning you're next.
I did my postdoc at Stanford.
ROGER: I don't think your utata
‐likes me very much. ‐He's just jet‐lagged.
He's been traveling for 36 hours.
‐Six of them on the tarmac in Seoul. ‐Wow.
MARCO: Oh, coz.
Happy day.
‐I'm not talking to you. ‐Dude, come on, man.
I can't sleep.
I'm only getting, like, an hour and half
of REM and 45 minutes of deep.
Yo, I showed you my new watch? It tracks everything.
Yeah? Does it track betrayal?
Heartbreak? Being disappointed by somebody you care about?
Do not do that, coz.
Don't let some business thing come between us.
Talk to me.
(exhales) Look at my heart rate. It's spiking.
I am looking for Mukta Patel or Roger Moody.
Oh, God, I forgot to cancel the ghodi. Hello.
‐Hi. Sorry. Uh, I don't need the horse anymore. ‐What?
‐So you're not getting married? ‐Oh, no, I'm still getting married.
That was for a traditional Indian wedding.
This is a traditional Ghanaian wedding.
‐Either way, Cinnamon is nonrefundable. ‐What? That's...
Why is there a horse here?
Oh, uh, it was, it was for Mukta and I.
‐I was gonna ride in on it. ‐Oh.
ROGER: Oh, they even have the ceremonial nuptial sword.
God, she would've loved this.
‐Roger, is everything okay? ‐Yeah.
Yeah. (chuckles)
No. Nope. Not gonna lie, uh...
This horse has brought up a lot of things for me.
It's, uh, it's been a whirlwind.
So, do you think we're, do you think
‐we're rushing into this? ‐Oh, boy.
‐Rushing into this? ‐You know, I had a sizable deposit
on this hotel, and maybe it clouded my judgment.
Not‐not‐not that I don't love you, 'cause I do, I...
I think I love you.
‐Think? ‐No, of course I do, of course I do.
It's just‐‐ i‐it's been six months since Mukta died.
Who's Mukta?
Oh, she's just my deceased fiancée.
I'm suddenly overcome with emotion for her.
Well, you know, grief does come in waves.
‐Yeah? Uh... ‐Roger, what are you saying?
Maybe we can postpone to the summer.
It's my wedding day. I asked you a hundred times
if it was too soon, and you said "No,
invite your father from Ghana, you're the love of my life."
ROGER: Yeah, right, and I think,
I think you are, too.
You can't treat my daughter like this.
‐Listen. ‐You're a fool.
ROGER: I‐I didn't treat you...
‐This is shameful. ‐Please, what's he...?
‐I spent a day and a half in coach for this? ‐Put the sword down.
‐(people gasping) ‐ROGER: Oh, he stabbed me!
♪ ♪
Hello, everybody. Uh... (clears throat)
Thank you for waiting.
Um, unfortunately, there won't be a wedding today.
‐(indistinct chatter) ‐Sorry. Yeah, I know.
And the Chicago PD has asked that you remain on
the hotel property because this is now an active crime scene.
‐So, I'm sorry... ‐(guests gasping)
‐(horse neighs) ‐WRANGLER: No, no! Come back!
‐Oh, my God. ‐ANN: Sean? Sean?
Help.
Headed for the gift shop.
Uh, help yourselves to the hors d'oeuvres, folks.
‐MAN: Oh, my God! ‐(clattering) ‐Hey, Sean.
‐Hey. The hell are you guys doing here? ‐Uh, Roger invited us.
We became really close since we started servicing
‐the dealership. ‐What, South Side Toyota?
Yeah. We put five brand‐new units just in the showroom.
‐Dude, I bought a boat. ‐(sighs) ‐(neighing)
‐WRANGLER: Not that way! Come back! ‐Uh...
‐Sean, he just peed in the tea room. ‐Uh, okay, okay.
‐WRANGLER: Cinnamon! ‐(Sean Sr. groans)
What kind of units?
‐The Platinum 80s. ‐Oh, my God.
Full markup!
Of course. Honey?
There's a horse.
Must be an Irish thing.
Hey.
‐How's Roger? ‐Well, you know,
he'll probably need an antibiotic and some stitches,
‐but he'll be fine. ‐Hey, listen,
not to make it about me, but I think I really dodged a bullet
on that Agape name thing.
Okay, will you go talk to your brother?
‐All right, all right, all right. ‐So you flew economy
‐or Economy Plus? ‐Economy.
Center seat, next to the toilet.
‐(shuddering) ‐SEAN SR.: Hey.
How you doing, pal?
You okay?
I destroy everything I touch.
I'm not gonna lie to you, pal.
‐S... Pretty tough afternoon. ‐(sighs)
What's wrong with me?
Nothing's wrong with you.
Your fiancée died. You know?
(stammers) Left you with a baby that's not yours.
Most guys would've run for the hills.
‐You know? You didn't. You stayed. ‐(sighs)
Without giving it a second thought.
I'm a terrible dad.
I‐I have no idea what I'm doing.
You're there. That's 90% of the battle.
‐I love Agape. ‐I know you do.
And, you know, if she's the one, it'll work itself out.
But maybe don't... press charges against the dad.
Yeah. Okay. Hey,
you think the hotel will work with me on the deposit?
Uh... no.
Are you kidding me? The horse soaked, like,
two lobbies and the‐‐ and the gift shop.
‐You can smell it from here. ‐It was a disaster.
Oh, yeah.
Spectacularly entertaining.
I mean, unbelievable.
‐When you go up in flames, whew. ‐(chuckling)
‐(sputters softly) ‐(chuckles): Yeah.
And, you know, I‐I don't say this to you often enough‐‐
matter of fact, I‐I can't remember the last time
I did say it to you‐‐ but, you know, you're a...
you're a great little brother.
‐Seriously. ‐Thanks, Seanny.
(groaning softly)
(groans)
What was that thing you did with your arm?
That? Oh, from break dancing.
Muscle memory.
That was‐‐ I don't know.
Break dancing. When were you gonna
tell me about the, um, Dukakis Brothers
‐putting the units in the... ‐Oh.
Dukakis Broth‐‐ They came in with a compelling bid.
‐Oh, really? ‐Had to.
All right. I'll go find the EMTs.
‐(strained): Still do that. ‐(sighs)
And you add the... (groans)
Just not now. Oh, God.
When are you gonna make up with Marco?
Seriously. He's family.
I know that.
‐Yeah. ‐He broke my heart.
Aw, honey. I mean,
Dad gave you his blessing to do whatever you want.
You should be in a really good place right now.
Yeah, that's the problem. There's no turning back.
Oh.
So Moody AC was just kind of a... safety net?
It was precisely a safety net for me.
And now I'm freaking out.
Okay, well, why don't you talk to Dad about it?
He'll take you back and...
'Cause that's the other thing.
I don't actually want to go back.
I‐I‐I want to be an entrepreneur.
Okay, well, then don't be such a freakin' wuss.
Okay? Seriously, no. It...
Do you know how long I waited to become a therapist?
Way too long, okay? I should have started this
when I was 24.
‐Not 54. ‐Yeah?
But I was so concerned
about being a good mother that I didn't.
Okay? Am I a good therapist?
I don't know. Was it a big mistake,
because now I don't even know if I like it?
No.
Because in the end, it's about the journey.
See? We're both idiots.
Yeah. Um, I feel like when you have a heart‐to‐heart with Dan,
the words, um...
"idiot" and "wuss" don't come up.
I'll take that.
Just keep doing what you're doing.
Seriously.
Something good's gonna happen.
‐Thank you, Mom. ‐ROGER: Wacker's bumper‐to‐bumper at this hour.
We should take Wells to Grand, then cut across on Saint Clair.
I'll talk you through it.
It's so fast, you won't even need the siren.
Might need you to stitch up my heart when we get there.
Hey.
Oh, hey.
It's so sad.
It would have been a beautiful wedding.
‐Yeah. ‐You two should get married.
‐Oh, uh, hey, Grandma. ‐How much time
do you think I have left?
I want to see a wedding.
(chuckles): No, uh, actually, we're only...
What? Waiting for the perfect time?
Like a wedding venue that's already paid for?
(sighs) Wow, she's, uh, she's old,
but she's also very drunk.
She's, um...
‐she's a character. ‐Yeah, yeah, totally.
But you know she was married
to the same man for, like, 52 years?
Wait.
Did she get in your head?
No. It's...
Okay, just tell me again why we're going slow.
Because we messed everything up the last time.
Okay, I know we're doing the smart thing, right?
But you and I, it just...
it feels pretty right.
‐Right? ‐Yeah, it does.
And we're probably always gonna be scared.
You know, because you can't know for sure if it's gonna work out.
I do know I love you.
I'm sure of that.
And I love you, too.
Wait, do you think it's just a coincidence
that we're at a place that needs a wedding?
Come on, let's get the universe off our backs
and just get married.
(laughing): Yeah, now?
Now.
(Cora sighs)
Uh, Cora...
♪ ♪
...will you marry me?
This is insane.
Yeah.
Yes.
(both laugh)
All right. All right, uh, unpack your instruments.
There's gonna be a wedding after all.
‐What? ‐Yeah.
(Cora laughs)
This is so exciting.
‐Yeah, have you seen her name? ‐Cora?
Ah, Cora Milagros de Ale...
She's got five names, honey. Five names, okay?
Okay, but, you know, this is not really about you, hon.
It's a little bit about me, honey, okay?
I've done 12 weddings.
People expect a certain amount of quality.
You know? Why can't somebody
in this family just marry a Kate?
Oh. Hey. There you are.
‐What's up? ‐Uh...
well, this is a... pretty big step for me.
‐Yeah. ‐Obviously, and, uh...
I was hoping that you'd be up there with me
as my best man.
Okay.
"Okay"? That's it?
What were you looking for, exactly?
I don't know. I thought you'd be touched.
I'm your brother. Of course you're gonna ask me
‐to be your best man. ‐It's an honor, man.
I could have asked anybody.
‐Come on. Like who? ‐Marco.
You'd ask your cousin before your brother?
Now, now I'm offended.
Do you want to do it or not?
Daniel, it would mean ever so much
to my heart, my mind,
my body, my soul, if you would do me the honor
‐of being your best man. ‐You're such a dick.
Do I get to make a speech, too?
Or is that another emotional honor
you may grant me down the road?
(Pachelbel's "Canon in D" playing)
(whispering): Bridget, are you okay?
I just saw Doug.
You okay?
(whispers): Yes. Pay attention.
(laughs)
‐You okay? ‐I'm fine, I'm fine, yeah.
Okay. Um... I'd like to welcome the Moody family and our friends
and, uh, some of the people who work at the dealership
with Roger, who stayed for the open bar, primarily.
Welcome. And a sprinkling of folks from Ghana.
We are here to celebrate
the union of Cora... (clears throat)
...Milagros de Alejaundo Catalina Rojas‐‐
‐Yes! ‐(laughs) yes‐‐
to my youngest son, Don Moody.
‐What? ‐(snickering, quiet laughter)
‐Who? ‐Dan. Dan.
Oh, my God.
♪ ♪
Bridge, right here. Table two.
‐Saved you a seat. ‐LAUREN: Hey, Bridget.
‐BRIDGET: Doug. ‐Hope this isn't awkward.
Oh, why would it be? I'm so happy for you and Lauren.
We actually just got engaged.
Oh, mazel tov!
Hey, how's it going?
I'm Dustin. I work with Roger.
Hi. Hi, hi, hi.
Anyone who's concerned, uh, he just texted me.
Seven stitches later, he's headed home,
via LaSalle, which I find to be a real head‐scratcher.
Should be taking Ohio straight to 94, I think.
Guilty as charged. I'm also a traffic nerd.
(laughs)
And you, I'm very much hoping, are the beguiling Bridget.
‐Yeah, you found me. (giggles) ‐Hey, Doug,
the ex with the backhand‐‐ what were you thinking
releasing this one into the wild?
(laughs)
So, tell me, uh, how's your head?
How's your heart?
‐(sputters) ‐(clinking)
‐DUSTIN: Oh. ‐BRIDGET: You know what?
‐It's actually, it's toast time. ‐Oh. ‐ANN: It's me.
‐Put a pin in that. ‐Okay. ‐So good.
‐How great are these guys? ‐Yeah!
‐Love 'em so much. Hello. Hi. ‐MAN: Whoo!
I'm Ann, mother of the groom.
And I just wanted to welcome Cora to the family.
I couldn't be more thrilled
that you're gonna be... my daughter‐in‐law.
‐I love being a Moody. ‐ANN: Yay!
‐She loves being a Moody. ‐Really? ‐I do.
Anyway, Dan, it's very in character
for you to throw this impromptu wedding.
You know, you've always been an artist.
‐(Sean Jr. snickers) ‐You've always blazed your own path,
starting with your birth: 18 long hours.
‐Uh, somebody's filming this, right? ‐You know, they wanted
to do a C‐section, which probably was the right call,
considering your enormous head.
But it was important for me to have all my kids vaginally.
Oh, my God.
Hey, everybody, uh...
I know a lot of you are probably expecting me to sing,
and I won't disappoint.
‐Mm‐mm. ‐Um, I, um...
I used to sing this song to Dan
when he was a baby boy.
And... (clears throat)
couldn't get through today without...
reprising it. (clears throat loudly)
♪ Oh, Danny boy ♪
♪ The pipes ♪
♪ The pipes are calling ♪
‐(quietly): Yes! ‐WOMAN: Sing it, Sean! ‐MAN: All right, Sean!
(voice breaking): ♪ From glen to glen ♪
♪ And... ♪
‐Okay. ‐♪ And down the... ♪
Let's let you go. Yeah. Take a seat, Dad.
‐He's fine. ‐Are you okay?
(sniffles) I know you're sitting with Doug.
‐Is that upsetting you? ‐No, Dad, I'm fine. We're on...
am‐amicable terms, yeah.
Okay. Hi, Doug. (sniffles)
The elephant in the room is that Cora and I used to date.
‐Yeah. ‐MARCO: But maybe my role
was just to bring you together.
‐You're awesome, Marco. ‐You're awesome.
Now, if you'll indulge me,
I'd like to give a toast to my other cousin, Sean,
‐who's refusing to talk to me. ‐DAN: Right. It‐it'd be great
‐if you could work this one out on your own time. ‐Sean, coz, I'm not gonna
‐let go of this mic until you forgive me. ‐What are you doing?
That's right, I will filibuster this thing.
I'll get on my knees right now
in front of everybody, you know what I'm saying?
This is how much you mean to me. Come on.
Other people want to make toasts. Go.
‐Coz. ‐Okay. This is... This is insane.
‐We good? ‐We're good.
‐Like, Slovenian good? ‐You...
We are druzina.
‐You're my zaklad. ‐Yeah. ‐(applause)
(cheering, whistling)
I want to thank everybody for coming
‐to, uh, Marco and my wedding. ‐(laughter)
Um, I'm Sean Jr.
Um, as, uh, best man, I...
I would like to say a few words.
Cora, I know that you grew up with only sisters,
but now you are the proud owner of a brother.
‐CORA: Mm. ‐I‐I might not smell as good as your sisters, uh...
‐He does not. ‐...but I will always have your back.
‐MARCO: Yep, I got your back, coz. All day. ‐Attaboy.
‐Yeah. Cut it. ‐And, uh, little brother,
God help for me admitting this,
but the worst day of my life was when you moved to New York,
and the best day was probably when you moved back.
‐GUESTS: Aw. ‐SEAN JR.: Uh, so, from the bottom of my heart,
I love you, Don.
‐(laughter and applause) ‐Thank you.
(whoops)
DIMITRI: Congratulations, Sean.
‐Hey. ‐That song was...
Who knew, huh? Got a soft,
chewy center underneath that hard, thick skin.
‐Yeah. What do you guys want? ‐Your youngest just got married.
Y‐You're pretty much done.
You know, the world is your oyster.
We'd like to revisit our offer
‐about buying your company. ‐Really?
We understand we might've come in a little bit light.
I can't believe you guys. Full‐court press
at my son's wedding. Unbelievable.
We're‐we're Greek.
Business is pleasure. Pleasure is business.
‐It's‐it's all in the family. ‐Family.
Okay, well, we're Irish, okay?
And‐and weddings for us are drinking and dancing
and‐and nursing old grudges, okay?
And you did come in light, which is the beginning
‐of a new grudge, just so you know. Okay? ‐DIMITRI: Look, well,
give us an opportunity to make it right.
Just, you know, sit down, hear us out.
‐(applause) ‐KWASI: Ladies and gentlemen, the bride and groom,
Cora and Dan.
‐Are you Cora Moody now? ‐(exhales)
‐Am I Dan Catalina Rojas? ‐No.
‐Are we hyphenating? Are we combining? ‐(laughs)
Where are we living?
How bad are you freaking out right now?
‐Not at all. (chuckles) ‐Me, neither.
‐Oh, I want to dance with my new daughter‐in‐law. ‐Yeah.
‐Right. ‐Oh, God, I was dreading coming today.
I mean, Roger's wedding and all. But it turned out
to be... pretty perfect.
‐It kind of did, right? ‐Yeah, it did.
I'm so proud of you. And I hope that you build a home
with as much love and craziness as you grew up in.
Yeah, me, too.
Aw.
You're a great mom.
Yeah. I know.
(Dan chuckling)
Oh, man, I've been going through some serious Sean withdrawals.
I missed your face, coz.
The feeling's mutual, man. We‐we got to hang out more.
We should go on vacation.
‐Mm. ‐We should go back to Slovenia.
Well, we‐we did Slovenia, and‐and we did it well.
Yeah, we left our marks and broke some hearts.
You know what I‐I hear is, like, the next spot
‐that's popping off? ‐Hmm?
‐The Polish Riviera. ‐Yeah.
Yo, no, yeah, I think I heard that.
Dollar is very strong against the zloty right now.
We could get a villa on the Baltic Sea.
And a yacht that beds four.
Oh, man, we'll be kings.
Kings? Kings are just peasants with crowns. We'll be gods.
Gods. We're going to Poland, cousin.
We're going to Poland!
(sighs) And then there were two.
‐(chuckles): Oh. Hey. ‐Bridget, would you do me the honor
‐of, uh... ‐I can't.
‐I have vertigo. ‐Oh, that's okay.
We can just hold each other and sway.
No. Thank you.
The night is young.
‐(chuckles) ‐To be continued.
Sure.
(sighs)
NICK: Bridget.
‐Nick? (chuckles) Uh... ‐(chuckles)
Aren't you supposed to be on a plane right now?
Kind of freaked out at the gate. I'm, uh...
Well, I'm not going to Patagonia.
‐Why not? ‐When I quit my job in New York,
I vowed to be true to myself
no matter what.
So here goes.
I love you, Bridget.
I‐I have loved you...
‐(chuckling) ‐...since I saw you walking
across the quad, hungover in those overalls.
You know the ones I'm talking about.
I do.
Well, what about Jocelyn?
She's not as enamored with my quest for the truth.
When I left, she was upgrading
to first class with my credit card,
so I guess I got some miles coming my way.
I love you, too.
‐Really? ‐Yeah.
So, the Dukakis Brothers
made a pretty decent offer on the business.
Okay. What are we gonna do?
I don't know. I mean, we could retire.
We... We could, you know, go someplace warm.
I'm okay with that.
‐Really? ‐Mm‐hmm.
I mean,
there's really nothing keeping us here, right?
‐Kids are all doing okay. ‐ANN: Yeah.
I guess we're not the worst parents
‐in the world. ‐SEAN SR.: No. No, we...
‐might be the greatest parents ever. ‐Yes.
So, I'm telling you. I mean, a week from now,
‐we could be in Florida. ‐Mm‐hmm.
‐Reading books on the beach. ‐(scoffs)
Yeah. Okay.
I've heard some great things about pickleball.
‐I think we deserve it. ‐Mm‐hmm.
Pickleball sucks.
‐What the hell am I saying? ‐I loathe the beach.
The sand. It's because of the sand.
We're not retiring. There's no way.
I mean, I like you, but I don't like you that much.
Honey, I don't like myself that much.
‐No. We're not going anywhere. ‐No.
‐No.
Nope.
Staying right here.
♪ Sugar ♪
♪ Oh, honey, honey ♪
♪ You are my candy girl ♪
♪ And you got me wanting you ♪
♪ Honey ♪
♪ Oh, sugar, sugar ♪
♪ You are my candy girl ♪
♪ And you got me wanting you ♪
♪ I just can't believe the loveliness... ♪
‐(chuckles) ‐I can't believe
what actually happened today.
Me, either. I'm so happy about it.
Me, too.
‐Yeah? ‐Yeah.
Okay.
I'll wait for you.
‐(chuckles): I hope so. ‐(laughs)
♪ Oh, sugar, sugar ♪
♪ Sugar. ♪
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