Okay, so it happened -- Poppy and Douglas broke up.
Doomsday scenario.
Possibly catastrophic for the group.
I dialed 3-1-1. They were not helpful.
Does anybody know what happened?
Who we mad at? Poppy? Douglas?
A sexy, sexy stranger yet to be revealed?
Whoa. Easy, Angie. It's no one's fault.
I mean, she wants a baby, he doesn't.
It's too bad, because I love a mixed baby.
Half old, half young.
That would've been so cute.
How are Rory and the twins handling it?
The kids don't know.
Poppy and Douglas haven't dealt with their own feelings yet.
They can't help their kids until they help themselves.
So that's why we're meeting here.
School on a Sunday -- guaranteed kid-free zone.
You know what else is a no-kid zone?
A bar.
- We should hit up a bar! - (chuckling) Stop it.
You mean like we did yesterday and the day before?
Yeah, whatever. We're single, we're drinking!
- You're paying! - I am.
Damn, Angie, ever since you broke up with Colin,
y'all been in the groove.
All right, we got to stop. Our friends are hurting,
and they should not be left alone.
So I say we split up and collectively be the custom-made bra
that supports our two wildly different-sized friends.
- I'll take Douglas. - Not Poppy, your best friend?
That makes more sense. I just like answering quickly.
All right, Miggy, let's get to Douglas.
He has the emotional intelligence of a 1950s auto exec,
so we probably won't even notice anything's wrong with him.
♪♪
What do you want?
(liquid sloshes)
♪♪
(cork pops)
Ang, am I doing the right thing?
Yes, of course!
You want a baby up in there.
You gotta do what you gotta do to put a baby up in there.
I'm sorry I said it that way.
Me too, but okay.
You're right.
I mean, it's not like if you want another kid,
you can just wait forever.
Bottom line -- you're gonna be fine.
I mean, better than fine -- you're gonna be great.
Things might even be too good for you.
You might even end up murdered,
because that's just the way things go.
- (brakes squeak, car horn honks) - It's Derek.
He's here to pick up Graham. They're doing a photo shoot
with Graham's LEGO Star Wars thingy around LA landmarks.
Yeah, first stop -- the star on the Walk of Fame
where Harrison Ford is buried.
Okay, Ang, you know those stars
aren't where those people are buried, right?
Also, Harrison Ford is completely alive.
- Oh. - (car door opens)
POPPY: All right. Wow. I'm about to meet Derek.
- How should I play this? - (car door closes)
Full bitch mode?
Polite but cold? Or...
- we going to jail tonight? - (claps hands)
No, actually, things are pretty good between me and Derek right now.
He's really stepping it up as a co-parent.
He's renting a couch, he's leasing a Honda.
He's, like, really trying.
Ang, you don't have a crush on Derek, do you?
- (knocking on door) - No. No.
- Yeah, so you feel nothing, right? - ANGIE: Nothing.
Hey. I hope it's kosh
that I parked my four-door car in the driveway.
It's actually five, if you count the trunk.
Six if you count the gas thingy.
Hi. I'm Poppy --
Angie's best friend, Godmother to your child.
Yeah, I've wiped his butt, and you haven't.
Sorry, I couldn't resist. Starting over.
Hi, I'm Poppy.
Poppy, yes, yes.
The little dude has told me so much about you.
I heard you have a blue shirt!
I mean, you're not wearing it now, but I still believe him.
Check it! Where are we taking this bad boy first?
The Hollywood Sign? The Observatory?
The Chaz Dean billbo--
Oh, no!
Nooooo!
My life's work!
Why, God, whyyyyy?!
Oh. That stinks.
But you know what?
Everything you're feeling,
channel it to create something new.
Use that...force.
(gasps)
I got it. I got it.
Oh, man.
Man, just you wait!
Aww.
Wow.
That "force" thing was amazing.
Did you think of that?
Yeah, I think so.
But the whole "thinking on the fly" thing,
I learned that from you.
- Nuh-uh. - Yuh-huh.
- Nuh-uh! - Yuh-huh!
- Nuh-uh. - Yuh-huh.
(both chuckle)
- Nuh-uh! - Yuh-huh.
(both chuckle)
DEREK (singsong voice): Yuh-huh.
- (chuckles) - (chuckles)
(blender shuts off)
This is wrong, man.
I don't think he wants us here. We should bounce.
This whole thing is making my shingles flare up.
Miggy, he needs us.
Trust the expert.
Strong, masculine, but present.
Watch.
Heya, baby boy. Whatcha makin'?
- Breakfast. - 2:00 p.m. breakfast?
Hell, yeah. Very European.
If you say so.
Listen, I'd like to say that I appreciate you being here,
but I don't.
Okay? So let me just be alone, please.
Oh, fo sho, fo sho.
We hear you, and we ain't gonna be near you.
Come on, Will. Let's go to that new cream cheese restaurant.
Miggy, we can go to Schmear's Lookin' At You later.
Douglas, I know this is hard to hear,
but we're not going anywhere.
In fact, we're just gonna stand here
and exude quiet strength until you're ready to --
- Really? - (blender whirring)
I know you think you want to be alone,
but that's not what you need.
You need your bros.
And they here.
So, come on. Let's. Dive. In.
All right.
Maybe I do need some company today.
I'm gonna go freshen up and fire up the Norelco,
put on a clean shirt,
and then I'm gonna come back ready to heal.
Good.
Thank you, guys.
WILL: Proud of you.
(sighs) You see that?
The process works.
Did you just kiss your own shoulder?
I did. You can do it, too, if you want.
You didn't earn it, but you can do it, too.
Nah, I'm good.
(sighs)
This is shaping up to be a red-letter day for ol' Coop.
Helping Douglas out, teaching you how to support a friend...
- (car door opens) - It's a good day.
- It's a really good day. - (car door closes, engine starts)
- (engine revs) - Yeah, he's driving away.
Mm-hmm.
I mean, ultimately, I'm cool because it was bound to happen, right?
I mean, Douglas and I are so different.
I can't just keep being sad about this.
I need to move on. Can't keep looking back.
That's right! You're like a dog with a cone --
healing without looking back.
- (table thuds) - Ow, my head.
Oh, my God.
This poor LEGO man's got no face.
Oh.
It's just turned around the wrong way in his helmet.
Hey, Poppy, I don't mean to drop any eaves on you,
but is that really the healthiest perspective?
Excuse me?
Well, I just mean that the past is a gift, and it helps us grow.
If you really care about Douglas, why forget him?
That doesn't feel fair to either of you.
Whoa. Uh, Derek, can we talk?
I'm gonna come down.
- You'll come down? - ANGIE: Yeah.
(sighs)
Hello. Um, what you just said --
Stupid.
- I'm sorry. - No.
Uh, it was weirdly wise.
I was kind of into it.
But that's not what we're doing here, okay?
We're validating, not challenging.
Ohh, so tell her what she wants to hear?
Like an echo chamber?
Yeah, exactly!
Exactly. Exactly.
Exactly.
Yeah.
I don't mean to sound weird,
but you look really nice in under-dining-room-table light.
Ow! (sighs) Come back up.
Ooh. (exhales sharply)
It's weird down there.
Anyway, we got off track.
- Just remember, no regrets. - Yeah.
- I refuse to feel bad about any of this. - Yeah.
So what if I didn't give him a reason for the breakup?
That's right. It is none of his beez--
Wait. What?
You didn't tell Douglas why you broke up with him?
You didn't say anything about wanting a baby?
No. I know he doesn't want one, so what's the point?
And I'm never gonna tell him.
Yes! Silence is golden.
- That's what's up. - ANGIE: No, wait, no.
That's not what's up. Poppy, that's not okay.
(sighs) It's kind of cruel.
Welp, looks like I found 'em all.
Seventeen thousand... (mumbling)
(door opens, closes)
Okay, you were saying? I'm cruel?
How could you leave him in the dark like that?
I mean, he must be going crazy.
Hey, you're supposed to support me.
ANGIE: Well, I want to,
but I also feel obligated to give it to you straight.
Okay.
Well, since we're giving it to each other straight...
you're into Derek.
W-What? I-I am not.
POPPY: Yeah, you are.
He's an adult now. You love it.
You want it. Yeah.
And I'm not just talking squeezy fun-fun. I'm talking relationship.
You just wanna spend a Saturday at Target
picking up essentials.
What's your evidence, bro?
Oh, I don't know, maybe everything you say and do.
Yeah, what about that "yuh-huh, nuh-uh" stuff?
- Yuh-huh, nuh-uh, yuh-huh, nuh-uh. - Nuh-uh.
You're giving him major relationship vibes.
I am not. Do not put vibes in my mouth.
I am just trying to be nice to the father of my son.
V-I-B-E, you can't even lie to me.
You vibin'. What, what? You vibin'.
Okay, this is just a little speed bump.
We're gonna find Douglas, and we're gonna find him alive.
Yeah, I mean, yeah, I-I assumed.
But -- But, Will, he said he wanted to be alone,
and you ignored him, and now he's gone.
Maybe that's a sign we should just let him be.
That's so crazy. You're insane right now.
You need to chill out, my man.
Like, in a real way.
Use me as a model.
I'm chill, I'm positive, I'm calm.
You're not calm. You're shaking.
Yeah, that has nothing to do with Douglas.
I swallowed a Nespresso pod earlier -- a purple one.
Oh, my God. You want me to take you to the hospital?
I'll let you know.
All right, we need to find Douglas, okay?
You're him, you're sad. Where do you go?
Mm, uh -- uh...
Present-day Douglas or young Dougie?
Douglas today. The Douglas we've been talking about.
Okay, I'm just saying, if it was med-school Douglas,
- I'd be at Delky's. - What's Delky's?
It's a wing place! It's what you do in Buffalo!
Come on, man!
Me come on? You come on!
We can't leave Douglas out there walking alone
right after his breakup with Poppy!
His what?
You have such quiet feet.
What are you kids doing here?
You're supposed to be surfing with Tony.
Tony kicked a stingray to death.
Said it was for Steve Irwin.
He's out in the car cooling off.
What did you say about our dad and Poppy breaking up?
Oh, no, you misheard.
They're shaking it up.
Role play stuff.
Nasty. But safe! But nasty.
Mm-hmm. Yeah. Cool. Cool, cool. I totally believe that.
Because I'm a three-year-old with caca in my sleep sack.
Get real!
SOPHIE: Just tell us what's going on.
We can handle it.
We just watched Tony avenge the death of an Australian he didn't even know.
Look, your parents wanted to tell you themselves,
but, yes, they broke up.
- I'm sorry. - (sighs)
Hey, sigh guy.
A lot to process, huh?
You need some stoic male energy?
- Nah, miss me with that mess. - Okay.
I'm just worried about Douglas.
Poor guy.
He's not equipped to deal with something like this.
We need to find him.
I've literally been saying the same thing,
but we have no idea where he went.
- I know where he went. - You do?
Where? Cigar lounge? Delta Lounge? Burger Lounge?
We know it's a lounge, but which lounge?
There's only one place Douglas would go right now.
In times of trouble, he always turns to a higher power.
I know I haven't talked to you in a while, big guy,
but I'm here now, and I need you.
(choir singing in Latin)
I do not want a relationship with Derek!
We mutually put DNA into the same guy,
and I'm happy he's cleaning up his act, but that's it, case closed.
Uh, case re-opened.
I can always tell when you're lying.
Like when you told me that you have four pair of yoga pants,
everyone else might believe it, but I know it's only one.
It's four! They're all wearing out in the same way
because of a manufacturing defect!
Stop yelling at me on my breakup day!
Oh, is it your breakup day?
Are we gonna celebrate it all month like we do for your birthday?
- You love my birthday month. - I do not.
I can't go to a hibachi restaurant that many times.
- You love hibachi. - I hate hibachi!
It's confusing, you have to sit with strangers,
and -- and -- and the food is bad.
Don't drag hibachi into this, man.
That's 'bachi, dude! 'Bachi!
And you're only saying that because you know I'm right about Derek.
You know what?
Maybe I do think about a relationship with Derek.
Maybe there is a world where I want to watch him eat cereal
and talk about changing the air filter.
Okay? It's confusing.
- Thank you. - But you owe Douglas an explanation,
and you're just putting it on me because you know I'm right.
No, you're just making this about me because you know I'm right.
I'm out.
Also, Derek's been standing behind you this whole time,
and he heard everything. Bye!
(door opens, closes)
I did hear everything,
but I'm willing to have my mind wiped
if you'll loan me the money.
♪♪
EMMA: There's Dad's car!
AMY: It's not a car. It's a gentleman's coupe.
Show some respect.
Wow. I gotta say, I am impressed, Rory.
You really do know Douglas.
See, Miggy? All's well that ends well.
Or should I say, ends Will?
I don't like that, man.
It's true, guys. I really do know Douglas.
I've really gotten to know him this past year.
We've become very close.
Which is why it's a shame
that he has broken my mom's heart and now I must murder him.
(screams)
- Go. Go, go, go, go, go! - What?!
- Rory? Rory? - Go, go! Let's go!
- Murder is fun! - Move! Move!
SOPHIE: Museums are for learning!
Uh, okay. So, did you h-hear the part where --
DEREK: I heard all the parts.
Especially the one where you said
you wanted to be in a relationship with me?
I said maybe.
And I was in a fight with my best friend.
That's legally the same as being drunk.
You don't have to backpedal. This is --
It's obviously a-a sexy situation --
No, no, no. This is not sexy.
And this is definitely not a situation.
Oh, well, that's a bummer. Because...the truth is,
I want that, too.
I want to be with you.
What?
- You do? - DEREK: I do.
Very much.
Well...
We're just getting into a really good co-parenting rhythm,
and I -- I don't --
I don't want to do anything that'll risk that.
I know. I totally agree.
But also, what if we just did?
Listen, Graham goes to camp every summer.
What if you came with me to Barstow while he's away?
We could figure out what this is.
You could finally get to know Phoebe.
That's my turtle.
Yeah, I know. She sent me a valentine.
That was from me.
Yeah, I figured.
If we don't try, we'll always wonder.
(door opens)
Mom, Derek, look what I made!
I didn't even use instructions.
But it looks great, right?
That makes me want to be a real LEGO man
so I can fly it.
You see -- you see these orange ones?
Basically, this thing here, this is actually laser-proof.
- Laser-proof? - Yeah.
- And, um, right in here... - DEREK: Yeah?
GRAHAM: This is where they eat snacks.
DEREK: Oh, that's a snack hole?
GRAHAM: Yeah.
DOUGLAS: I keep replaying it and replaying it,
and I don't understand it, Dutch.
She was supposed to be my Nancy.
Hello, Douglas.
Rory, what are you doing here?
I have come to murder you.
And that would go down how?
I mean, I figured I could find something to throw at you.
Maybe a sword.
Feel like a lot of museums have swords.
I don't know. I'm just mad at you.
Well, I'm mad at me, too.
Your mom was the greatest thing that ever happened to me,
and -- and I blew it.
Then she broke up with me.
Wait. She broke up with you?
- Why? - I-I don't know.
She never told me.
But you know your mom -- she's a smart woman,
so she must have had a good reason.
(sighs)
Well, this sucks.
You know, I didn't like you for a long time.
- Same. - Mm.
But now I do.
Same.
So, we came all this way,
and now, just like that, you're out of my life?
Hey, Rory,
I will never be out of your life.
Okay? Look at me. Look at me!
- I'm looking straight at you. - I know.
It just sounded like the right thing to say.
Listen, whatever happens between me and your mom
won't change how I feel about you.
You will always be a part of my life.
And I'm always here for you. Okay?
♪♪
- Mm. Mnh. Nope. - Yeah.
All right, let's never talk about that again.
- Talk about what? - Nice.
Look, you're not a quitter.
If you want to get Poppy back, you gotta at least try.
♪♪
Scale of one to ten, how racist was that fella?
I'm done with you now.
Excuse me, sir, our friend went in there
to "kill" our other friend, and we have to get in to stop it.
Do you have a reservation?
You need a reservation for the Ronnie Room?
This is more government control than the Gipper would've wanted.
And you know that.
SOPHIE: Come on. Let's go touch some stuff.
Okay, you were right.
Clearly Douglas doesn't want us anywhere near him.
This is such a mess.
This is why friends shouldn't date within the group.
It's too risky.
That's why I would never do it.
Uh...
I'm gonna say disagree.
I got mad respect for Poppy and Douglas.
They had the guts to take a shot.
The only thing worse than a breakup is letting those feelings eat you up.
I could never do that.
Could you?
♪♪
Okay! Gonna go check out some T. rexes.
Um, different kind of museum, buddy.
Nah, I'll find 'em.
♪♪
Ding dong.
I'm sorry.
Look...
(door closes)
...you were right, all right?
I may have some unresolved feelings for Derek.
And he told me he does, too.
What? He said that?
Later. Save that for later.
- All right. - (sighs)
I didn't want to hear the truth,
but...you're a good friend for telling me anyway.
You are, too.
I know. I need to talk to Douglas. I just -- I don't know where to start.
You know him better than anyone.
And just...talk.
Even if it's tough.
Like a piece of hibachi steak.
Okay, you go for the experience.
(both chuckle)
And you were right about my yoga pants.
It is only one pair.
I know, baby. I know.
♪♪
That coffee for me?
Yes. They -- they wrote "Poopy" on it.
- Oh. (chuckles) - Yeah, I'm sorry.
I'm just honestly seeing that for the first time.
I actually got you a coffee, too.
Guess we were both hoping we'd run into each other.
- I guess so. - Should we exchange coffees --
Listen, Pop, I-I could ease into this
with some light banter, but I-I know what I want -- you.
And I'll do whatever it takes to get you back.
Douglas, I don't think you can promise that.
Yes, I can. If you want me to quit my job, I'll quit my job.
If you want to move to another city, I will.
Just not Santa Fe. Creeps me out.
O-Okay, Santa Fe.
I'll move to Santa Fe for you.
Douglas, I want to have a baby.
A baby?
Wow. That is, uh...
Like one that takes 18 years to raise?
A-Are you... Oh, okay.
You know -- You know what? Let's -- Let's do it.
Let's do the baby.
Come on. You -- You don't want that, do you?
I want us.
I do, too, but I can't let you have a baby that you don't want.
That won't make either one of us happy.
Okay, so I guess this is just a...
Horrible, sucky, unfixable situation. Yeah.
Oh, man. Yeah, that's -- that's the worst kind.
Um...
I'm sorry.
Don't be sorry.
I love you.
I love you, too.
♪♪
(chuckles) Thanks.
♪♪
(inhales shakily, sighs)
(knock on door)
Oh, my God. You were, like, right there.
Yeah, you're an incredibly loud parallel parker.
And I don't just mean the hubcaps scraping against the curb,
I mean the swearing, and the yelling, "Sir!
Can you help me?! Am I close enough?!
I'm not anywhere near the curb?!
Okay, thank you, sir!" And so on.
Do you have a second to talk?
Yeah, you wanna unpack all the Douglas and Poppy stuff?
Wait, are you sweating?
Are you wearing body spray?
Yes, thank you.
Um, I'm -- I'm not here to talk about them.
Although dealing with their breakup made me think a lot about friendship,
and -- and relationships,
and...complicated things, you know?
And -- And -- and I don't know, I just...
I felt like I had to see you.
Is that weird?
No.
I'm glad you're here.
- You are? - Yeah.
I have been dying to tell you.
Something crazy happened.
Derek asked me to move with him to Barstow for the summer.
Oh.
I said that I would think about it.
- Oh? - And as crazy as it sounds, I...
(sighs)
I might do it.
Ohhhh!
That...is crazy! (chuckles)
And you know what?
I'm gonna go.
Where are you going? You just got here.
To the...beach.
It's 9:00 at night.
I know. Smart, right? Traffic will be light.
- Parking's gonna be a dream. - What is going on with you?
Now you're definitely sweating.
Yeah, well, that is another problem that can be solved at the beach.
♪♪
(sighs)