[♪ upbeat jazzy music playing]
[sighs]
Every passenger is a person, and every person has a story.
All of them are created in the image of God,
even the high school boys who call me "stewardess."
To every soul, a little grace,
and for heaven's sake, don't touch your face.
The Uber's on its way!
Please, none of your folksy chit-chat with the driver.
"Hi, it's nice to meet you." It's unbearable.
It makes me wanna throw open the door and leap into traffic.
Where are you going?
Jerry got me a friends-and-family ticket to New York,
so I'm gonna take in the Alexander McQueen exhibit.
What, you're leaving town?
My sister Mindy is coming today! Did you forget?
I did not.
-Jerry, the door. -[Bunny scoffs]
-Jerry, aren't you forgetting something? -Oh, of course. [chuckles]
I'm so sorry, Bunny.
I meant your ID badge,
but, uh, who knew they still made root beer ChapStick?
Yeah.
-Bon voyage. -Bye.
Bunny, Hurricane Mindy just made landfall.
-Maybe we should get in the basement. -[Bunny scoffs]
Ma, she's going through a rough time.
I invited her here so we could lift her up.
So, go easy on her.
How 'bout you don't tell me how to deal with my own daughter?
I think I've done just fine with her.
You're right. She's got fingernails
that look like she just tunneled out of Shawshank,
but you did just fine.
What are you starting with me?
I'm just saying, this is the first time
we're gonna be together since Ethan left her,
so don't pick at the little things.
Guarantee you she shows up without a bra.
Like that, for example.
That's not a little thing, Bunny. It's a big deal.
Bras are the family business, so she shows up braless?
You think the Manischewitz kids drink Frescas?
[Bunny scoffs]
Mother, please don't criticize her!
Don't talk about what she's wearing, her hair.
And whatever you do, please don't ask her what's next.
She doesn't know.
I hope this wasn't important.
It made a noise when I drove over it.
No problem. I can get another kidney off Amazon.
-Hi, Bun. -Hi, Min.
[both groan]
Hi, Ma.
Hi, sweetheart. [chuckles]
You look good.
Thanks, and you look... comfortable.
Ma, eyes up here.
[♪ upbeat music playing]
[Jerry] Good morning.
This way.
-Good morning. -Wow.
This flight is loaded today, huh?
That makes two of us.
Ma'am! Ma'am!
Hand to God, if there's an animal in that bag,
I'm dropping it over Missouri!
Ooh, First Class. Uh, right this way.
Can I hang that up for you, ma'am? [laughs]
Hey, fun skirt.
Ah, good morning, and welcome aboard,
valued passenger Arthur Broussard.
Why, thank you very much, flight attendant Jerry Frank.
Oh, Arthur, um, your seat's that way.
-That's economy. -Basic economy.
[gasps]
I told you I'd do my best to upgrade you, but that it wasn't likely.
Look at me. What does this outfit say to you?
Count Chocula was half off at Spirit Halloween?
It's not a costume!
It's Rick Owens! It's a bespoke travel cloak!
[indistinct chatter]
Good God. It's like a sea of Old Navy.
[sighs] I am so glad you're sitting here.
You should know before we begin our journey together
that I'm not much of a talker.
Oh, don't worry. I am.
♪♪
Almond milk, cashew, coconut?
Who's drinking all these nut milks? Not you.
It's Jerry. He's a health freak. But why not me?
'Cause the only nut milk you drink...
Our mother is in the room, Mindy!
-What? -[Bunny And Mindy] Nothing!
...comes from a man.
Funny. Almost as funny
as when you French-kissed that hillbilly
at a gas station near Mount Rushmore and got a cold sore.
My hillbilly lover gave me the hickey.
I got the cold sore when I Frenched the Walmart greeter
when we went to Yellowstone.
Ah, yes, he said, "Welcome," and you said, "Prove it."
[softly] I did.
-[signals chime] -[Denise] [over PA] Ladies and gentlemen,
please put away any personal devices and prepare for takeoff.
So, he wasn't like a doctor-doctor,
but I hadn't had a breast exam in a while, so I...
Oh, fuck, it's still on!
[exhales sharply] Here we go.
[chuckles nervously] I hope it's not bumpy.
I'm kind of a nervous flier.
You'd think I'd be good with it. My father's a flight attendant.
That might be a good thing to journal about.
I heard he moved to Palm Springs.
I'm sorry. What did you say your name was?
Oh, I didn't. It's Becca, Becca Frank.
Not the same Becca Frank who drove her car
through a farmer's market in Denver.
Believe me, I got trolled so hard for that.
You're Becca Frank?
-Yeah, but not the one that drove... -I know, not the one
who drove over the vegetables. Will you excuse me?
♪♪
So, Mindy, you stopped doing your roots.
Ma! I think you look great.
Wonderful. A white streak down the middle.
Maybe you'll meet a nice single skunk.
Ma, I do not present myself for the male gaze.
Mission accomplished!
Hey... [claps] How 'bout some wine?
Would anybody like a glass, or perhaps a barrel?
-Yes. -Please!
Okay, I'm gonna run to the bar.
Talk about something you can both agree on.
Life after Hoda. Are we sad? Yes.
Was it time? Absolutely.
Can you be civil for five seconds?
-Why are you still here? -Just get the wine!
Look at me running to the bar.
[sighs]
Oh, why waste good wine on two sour grapes?
Yes, that's what I'm saying.
-[Mindy sighing] -You're a divorced woman now.
What is next in your life?
I don't know, Ma! Everything's falling apart!
Maybe I'll become a life coach!
I haven't figured it out yet!
-Why not? -[Bunny] Enough!
This isn't good for anybody. Min, put down the whisk.
What are you gonna do, whip her into stiff peaks?
You know what? You're coming with me.
-Where are we going? -I need to pick something up at the store.
I don't wanna go to the Bunny Hutch.
-Great, you can stay here with Mom. -I'll get my bag.
-This... -I just... ooh!
Where does she get that anger from?!
♪♪
[♪ upbeat jazzy music playing]
You'll never guess who I'm sitting next to.
Ooh, I love this game. Um, living or dead?
How could it be... [sighs]
It's your daughter.
Becca?
What? Becca's here?
[Jerry sighs]
She's beautiful. So grown up.
[whispers] Go talk to her.
I can't.
-Of course, you can! -No. No!
I called her from Fire Island, and I never heard back.
That could mean anything. She's here now.
-Take that as a sign. -This is too much for me.
I can't believe she's on this flight.
-I don't know what to do, I... -[signal chimes]
Ladies and gentlemen, the captain has signed on the fastened belt seat turn.
Please be checked that your table is something, something, something!
Nailed it!
No, you don't understand.
For years, I... I sent her letters and gifts.
She had this charm bracelet,
so every year on her birthday, I sent her a charm.
I might have got her something you can't get out of a gumball machine, but go on.
Her mother told me to stop sending anything.
She said I was doing real damage to her
and that Becca didn't want anything to do with me.
-But sweetie, you're her father. -No!
I need to respect her wishes.
[Jerry sighs]
I have to deal with dinner service.
Here. Don't tell anyone where you got it.
Oh, and Arthur,
remember everything she says and tell me later?
Ooh, not a chance, Hamburglar. Back in your cage.
Back! Back!
Back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back!
[♪ jazzy music playing]
Who comes up with these names? "Little Darlings"?
It's the padded line, previously called the "Bra Mitzvah."
Today, you are a C-cup.
"Level Up"? The "High 'n Mighty"?
Yeah, it's fun, it's... it's...
Oh, how do I explain the concept of "fun" to you?
Imagine a hillbilly at a gas station.
He's wearing dirty overalls and no shirt for easy access.
You mention Bobby Billy Bobby one more time,
and I dig out the Polaroids of you
in Mom's closet, tucking and strutting,
performing your one-man salute to Bette Midler.
Give me a break! I was a kid.
You were 23!
How much longer is this gonna take?
[scoffs] You really hate being here, don't you?
Well, I didn't come to Palm Springs to hang out in a bra store.
A bra store?
You mean the family business
that's sustained us our entire lives
and put your kids through college?
That bra store?
It has a name, incidentally. It's called the Bunny Hutch.
How could I forget?
The family business that bears your name.
Because I built it, and it was incredibly hard work,
and it still is, and can't you give me anything?
You don't need anything because you got everything!
Oh, please! That's not fair!
You think this was my dream?
I did this to please Dad,
who adored you and only tolerated me!
Yeah, well, Mom adores you and can barely tolerate me!
So, I guess we're even!
Not really, because the one who adored me is dead!
[Mindy scoffs]
-[exhales sharply] -I'm sorry, Min.
I'm sorry.
[sighs] And Mom does love you.
You know that.
She just worries.
A lot.
With me, too.
-[sighs] -And she's not gonna change,
so we have to.
Yeah, I know.
Mom. She may be critical,
but at least she's unpleasant.
You did good, Bun.
-[Bunny sighs] -And it had to be you.
No one was ever gonna go to a place called The Mindy Hutch.
I don't know, I think Bobby Billy Bobby would disagree.
You know you wouldn't have liked running the business.
Maybe.
But it would have been nice to have been asked.
[♪ soft piano music plays]
[♪ upbeat music playing]
So, you've had no contact with him at all?
Not a birthday card? A gift?
Perhaps a bracelet that's noisier than it is attractive?
No, nothing.
I mean, he did call a couple weeks ago.
I was gonna call him back, but my mom told me not to.
Your ex-wife never gave Becca anything you sent her.
-What? -No gifts, no letters.
She told Becca you didn't want to be a part of her life.
No. How could she...
-Oh, God, that is so... -[door slamming]
She killed any chance I had of a relationship with my own daughter.
[Jerry sighs]
Now, Becca thinks I don't care
and I want nothing to do with her?
Her own father!
[case clattering]
Ah, I drank airplane water!
[screams] I touched my face!
No, it's fine, it's fine. I'm fine, I'm fine.
It's okay. [sighs] I have a job to do.
What do you mean, you're fine? You should be angry.
You should be sad. My God, what emotions
do you allow yourself to have?
Gratitude, shame, guilt.
[scoffs] You're a gay man, save those emotions for the bedroom.
This is your chance to tell Becca the truth.
Her mother outed you, got you kicked out of the church,
and kept you away from her. Go tell Becca that!
That doesn't sound like something I would do.
Do you want your daughter back in your life or not?
Yes, I do.
Okay, I-I'm gonna tell her.
[knocking] Hey Denise, can you cover for me?
-[deep voice] Busy! -Oh, I'm so sorry.
I... I thought Denise was in there.
[Denise] I am.
She's gonna be a while.
What should I do? I can't leave the cabin unattended.
[signal chimes]
I'll have the hot fudge sundae.
Are you going home or giving up?
You'll have the fruit.
♪♪
-Becca? -Yeah?
I'm Jerry. Jerry Frank.
I'm your dad.
-Wow. Hi. -Hi.
Every time I fly, I think,
"Maybe on this flight, I'll run into him."
But this time, for some reason, I didn't think that,
and I did run into you.
Well, maybe not thinking about something is the way we make it happen.
-[chuckles softly] -I never think about flamingos,
and every time I go to the zoo, I see a flamingo.
[scoffs] I am always thinking about flamingos,
and I never see one.
[both chuckle]
-Is it okay if I sit? -Yeah, sure.
-[chuckles softly] -Hey.
Hi. Um...
I got your message.
Uh, I was gonna call you back.
-Then I talked to Mom. -And she told you not to.
[Jerry sighs]
Becca, I have to say something about your mom
that may be upsetting.
Oh, don't be upset at her about the phone call.
She can be a little overprotective,
but that's just because she's looking out for me.
Ever since, uh, you know, you left...
she's done everything for me.
Well, I'm glad she's been there for you.
-Yeah, she always has been. -But she...
I don't know what I would do without her.
So, I don't know.
Can you maybe give her a little grace?
A little grace?
[softly] Yeah.
Yeah, I can.
I'm glad you have that with her.
So, how come it took you so long to call?
[sighs] Yeah, well, that's...
I'm not sure I can explain. You know, not right now.
The one thing I want you to know...
is that I have thought about you every single day.
[chuckles softly] You have?
Oh my gosh, Becca, yes!
-[chuckles softly] -You're my daughter.
But I've never gotten to be your dad.
Oh, I'm sorry.
-I'm a crier. -[both chuckle]
Me too.
-I always wondered where I got that from. -[both laugh]
-Oh, here, I gotcha. -Thanks.
-[plane rumbling and rattling] -[passengers gasp]
-I hate the bumps. I hate the bumps! -Okay, okay.
-[signal chimes] -[seat belts clicking]
-Gotta practice what you preach. -Yeah.
[Arthur] [over PA] Ladies and gentlemen, we are experiencing some light turbulence.
Please, fasten your seat belts,
and whoever is wearing AXE body spray,
child, step out onto the wing.
We cannot share an enclosed space.
-[sighs deeply] -Hey.
-You're okay. -Okay.
Yeah.
Just think of it like a boat on the water.
We're just going over waves.
In a minute it'll all be over, and we'll serve everyone a warm cookie.
-[chuckles softly] -Which we heat up
only because they're really, really old, so...
-[laughing] -[mouthing] No.
It's a trade secret. [chuckles]
-Oh. See? -[exhales]
We're fine.
-Thanks. -Yeah.
[♪ soft music playing]
[♪ upbeat music playing]
Thank you for flying with us. Buh-bye.
Buh-bye. Watch your step.
-Buh-bye. -Buh-bye.
-You don't have to fill in anymore. -Just until she comes to.
I still don't quite understand why you didn't tell Becca the truth.
-Buh-bye. -Buh-bye.
She spent enough time feeling betrayed by her dad.
Why should she feel that with her mom?
She loves her.
And I want that for her.
Why would any church on Earth ever kick you out?
Buh-bye!
[♪ upbeat jazzy music playing]
[Bunny sniffing] Mm.
Smells like 1981.
Quaaludes are still a thing.
And Mom's making her world-famous Asian drumettes.
The family recipe brought over from the old country.
Poland: the birthplace of teriyaki.
Sit. I have something to say.
Are we in trouble?
Bunny's the one who sold Daddy's Playboys.
For me, it really was just about the articles.
Aye, I have Laverne and Shirley for kids.
Please, sit down. Let me speak.
After your father died, I was lost.
Rattling around in that big house in New Rochelle, it was very hard.
If anybody had asked me in that moment, "What's next?",
I would've stuck a fork in their neck.
So, I get it, I do.
If it were not for my son, my wonderful, thoughtful, generous...
Ma, Mindy's in the room.
I'm getting to her. He threw me a lifeline.
He moved me here, opened up a store in town,
let me run it.
Suddenly, I had purpose. I had from what to do.
Oh, Mindy, after you left here this afternoon,
I realized why I'm being such a nudge.
Because you're awake?
Because it's a day ending in "Y"?
See, this is why I can't say nice things.
Darling Mindy, I am so sorry.
I think it's because I'm scared for you.
But instead of trying to tell you how to lead your life,
I need to leave you be so you can figure it out for yourself.
And you will, because you are stronger
and braver than I ever was.
Thanks, Ma.
Besides, this one? Big job.
I wish I knew what I was gonna do.
The kids are all grown, and I give them great advice,
and they don't listen to any of it.
Well, you know my rule.
Once they're adults, [smacks lips] say nothing.
Hey, you wanna run the store here?
You said it'd be nice to be asked. So, I'm asking.
Are you serious?
It doesn't have to be forever. Try it out.
Mom worked there for all of three afternoons.
Well, I wasn't crazy about the customers.
It was all about them.
What about my house and all my things?
Oh, sweetheart, it's all garbage.
And Bunny will buy you new, and a place.
He's wonderful that way.
He's so much more generous than he even realized.
Think about it.
I will. Thanks, Bun.
-And Ma. -Oh, you don't have to thank me.
Too late.
[Sybil gasps]
It's the High 'n Mighty.
♪♪
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♪♪
[♪ music ends]
[voice] Let me talk to the boys.
[♪ fanfare playing]