- Previously on "Grosse Pointe Garden Society"...
Did you do something to my dog?
Since when did you start packing heat?
- My dad gave it to me after the break-in.
- Now you owe me. - What do you want?
- You'll be the first to know.
- Mom, where's Daddy? - He left.
- When's he coming back? - Never.
- I saw you with Joel.
- Maybe you misunderstood. - All over town.
Choose my husband or my son.
- Why did you leave me for that guy?
- You left me first.
- What's our goal here? - Dig up dirt on Brett.
- Find me something I can use.
- How do we get the body to the garden?
- Then we'll use their car. [tires screeching]
[dramatic music]
- ♪ Na-na-na ♪
♪ Na-na-na-na ♪
♪ Na-na-na ♪
[indistinct chatter]
♪ Na-na-na-na ♪
♪ Na-na-na ♪
[engine revving]
- Welcome to Monaco Under the Stars.
- Don't scratch it.
- So first thing to know is, they're all dicks.
- ♪ And once in March, your dog has no name ♪
- You don't have to tell me.
- ♪ But this feeling does because... ♪
- You know what?
If you just show me where, I can park it myself.
- Don't worry, ma'am. We'll take good care of it.
♪ ♪
- ♪ A bright light ♪
- Thank you. - Yeah.
- ♪ Across your soul, you know ♪
♪ Na-na-na ♪
- Plate number on the ticket. Keys in the glove box.
It's a mess back there. - Seems easy enough.
- Why don't you get those first?
- [sighs]
Who doesn't drive a black Cadillac in this town?
♪ ♪
- ♪ Na-na-na ♪
[music intensifies]
♪ ♪
[insect buzzing, gull squawks]
[folk rock music playing]
♪ ♪
- Thanks for coming in.
Got to say, I was a little surprised you texted.
- Ford got into college.
- What? - Early decision.
- Oh, my God. - Albion.
- This is incredible. - I know.
- Okay, uh, I'll--
I'll call my accountant and get everything started--
tuition, room and board.
Ooh, I was thinking I could start
a splurge account for him. - No, that won't be necessary.
- Oh, just in case he wants to buy,
like, back-to-school clothes or, like, boba or whatever.
- They gave him a scholarship.
- Wow.
- So we don't really need any more handouts from you.
♪ ♪
- Can I at least congratulate him?
- I'll tell him you're super pumped.
- I just meant if-- - I know what you meant.
♪ ♪
There is no reason for you to be in our lives anymore.
- I just want you to know that I never told him he's adopted.
- Hmm.
Didn't change the conversation we had about his last 17 years.
- I bet he's pretty upset.
- He's forgiven me.
- He--
he won't return any of my calls.
- Well, you're not his mom.
Drink's on me.
[soft electronic music]
♪
- Everything has a season.
Just like winter in a garden,
our own lives can feel frozen in time.
- ♪ My hand is asking to be held ♪
♪ If you listen hard, you'll hear it say... ♪
[creature roars on TV]
- You too. You're next. You're next!
Yeah!
Whoa. [creature roars on TV]
- [sighs]
- ♪ Your hand is cold, and so is mine ♪
- Uh-huh.
Uh, babe, babe, babe, babe, babe, babe, babe! Mm!
- I can't let you die on this couch.
- [sighs] Okay.
- You need a purpose again.
- What's more important than surviving
the zombie apocalypse?
- ♪ Likes the feeling of you there ♪
- Babe, can you just--
- ♪ I know, it told me so ♪
- Fostering Gail.
- [laughs] Oh, my--
- Yeah. [puppy whines]
- Oh. [both laughing]
Wait, who names a dog Gail?
- But winter can also be a time of growth,
even if it's painful.
- Just because Grandma and Grandpa are getting a divorce
doesn't mean they don't still love you.
- Do we get two Christmases? - Sure, why not?
- What about two Hanukkahs? - We're not Jewish.
- Why can't we celebrate both? - [chuckles]
I think someone's looking to maximize their presents.
- Don't you worry, baby.
We will spoil you rotten a little extra this year.
- Two Christmases and Hanukkah.
- That's what I'm talking about.
- The--the point is that...
it's normal to have big feelings about this.
But nothing's gonna change.
- Except we're selling the house.
- Wait, what?
- We want you to be our realtor.
- Yay, Mommy.
- Whoo-hoo. - Yes.
- Hey, Grandma, can your new house have a swimming pool?
- Grandpa...
- Yeah, both the kids' fevers are really high.
- What's he saying?
- So just keep up with the fluids and the soup and--
- What is it? - Shh.
- Okay, I got it. Thank you so much, Dr. Cohen.
- Rubella? - No.
- Roseola?
- No, nothing like that. - Whew.
- It's just RSV. - Oh, my God.
- [chuckles] They're gonna be fine.
- What about me?
- You cannot be serious.
- I-I have clients coming in from Seattle this week.
- So?
- So I can't be on a ventilator.
- Then just do what you do best and avoid the children.
- What's that supposed to mean?
- [sighs]
We both know that you always put yourself first.
- It can cause complications in older adults.
- You're not that old. - Exactly.
I'm not even old enough to get the vax.
- So go stay in a hotel or something.
- Why can't they stay at Brett's?
- Are you kidding me?
- He's their dad. - It's not his week.
- They're going to infect the entire house.
- I cannot believe you.
- Wait, Mel.
- [sighs]
- Tell them I love them.
[indistinct chatter]
[plucky music]
♪ ♪
- What the hell is this?
- Ooh!
It tastes pretty bomb. - Tastes like a hamburger.
- Oh, these little, uh, croque monsieurs are good.
- Uh, it's a ham-and-cheese sandwich.
- Mm, the smell of all of this is making me want to puke.
- What about one of those little, uh, chicken roulades?
- Those taste like nuggets, Brett.
- The chef has a Michelin star.
- In what? Making lunch for my kids?
- This is the third caterer Marilyn's found.
- Okay, no one's paying $500 to come to our gala
and eat fish sticks.
- Now I'm gonna hurl. - I feel dizzy.
- You're under a lot of stress. - Please, I'm fine.
- It's not easy selling your parents' house.
- [scoffs] Are you kidding?
I'm gonna make a killing off that commission.
- It's your entire childhood.
- Well, I'm a grown-up now.
- Besides, you can never really go back.
- Moving on...
Marilyn is flying in a James Beard Award winner
from Chicago.
- I have no idea what that is, but I'm always hungry.
- Tasting menu will be ready Wednesday.
- Now I'm dizzy. - Ooh.
Yeah, I got to a house full of infested kids coming over.
- And I have a new puppy. - [scoffs] Please.
- She has to go out every two hours,
and we haven't been sleeping.
- Can't you get a night nurse or something?
- For a dog? - [scoffs]
Maybe you should've had a baby.
- No, that would've been way worse.
- But then everyone would want to help.
Ugh, none of this.
[intriguing music]
♪ ♪
- Tell me everything.
- Oh, well, Doug's not here yet.
- No, I can't wait. I can't wait.
- Okay.
We wanted to tell you together.
- What is the news, Alice?
- It wasn't planned.
- Oh, stop it right now.
- Our family is growing.
- Oh, yes. Yes. [laughs]
- Oh! Here she is!
- Here is who?
[Gail whining]
- Our new baby, Gail.
- Gail? - [chuckles]
I told you she wasn't gonna find it funny.
- [laughs] We're gonna need a lot of help.
- What about doggie day care? - It's just so expensive.
- They're, like, strangers.
- Yeah, and we would much prefer her to be with family.
- Yeah.
Good practice for being a grammy one day.
- [chuckles] - Aw. [chuckles]
Got to get back to work. [smooches]
- Okay. Have a good day. - Thanks, baby.
- [chuckles] She likes you.
[door closes] - I know what you're up to.
- It would really mean a lot to your son.
- I'm not doing this.
- I just got him to forgive you.
[light tense music]
- This is blackmail.
♪ ♪
- You owe me.
♪ ♪
[gentle music]
♪ ♪
- Mm.
[door opens]
- Hello?
[footsteps approaching, door closes]
- Welcome home.
- Oh, my God. It's even better on the inside.
- We've driven past this house for years.
- Oh, do you live in the neighborhood?
- Always wanted to.
- Homes never come up for sale here.
- Well, this street's rich with history.
It's hard to let these houses go.
- The yard is huge. How big is it?
- Almost a full acre.
- Oh, it's perfect for a pool.
- Oh, honey, you can put in that smoker and barbecue pit
you've always wanted.
- Uh, I'm not sure you'd have the room.
- You said it was an acre.
- Yes, but it's mostly the amazing garden.
- Love the roses. - They've won awards.
- Oh, yeah, we'd love a pool more.
- Took the owner more than 25 years to grow that garden.
- Our kids can't swim in a garden.
[both chuckle]
[The Medium's "Good Ol' Days"]
♪ ♪
- This is my favorite room of the house.
- Cool little nook.
- Right?
Perfect for a young girl's afternoon tea parties
with stuffed animals.
- My kids are older.
- Oh, well, she can also cram for her AP bio test there.
And, hey, maybe even have her first wine cooler
with her best friend when her parents are sleeping.
- My daughter is married with two kids of her own.
- Oh, well, when they visit--
- Thinking this will be a workout room.
- ♪ Remember the good ol' days ♪
- A living room to make new memories.
- What's up with this fireplace?
- Oh, majestic, isn't it?
Pewabic tile, original to the house.
- So we could, like, sell it if we chipped it out?
- Why would you want to do that?
- Because I'm thinking media center.
Could do surround sound, concession stand,
popcorn, candy.
Yeah, it'll be fly.
Right, Mom? [cell phone clicking, beeps]
- Whatever my son wants.
- Hey, how much can I get for that dank chandelier?
♪ ♪
- [sighs]
- The whole kitchen could use a facelift, really.
- I am not in love with the stone.
- It's got great bones, though. - Totally.
- Right?
Let's do this.
- I'm gonna need you to leave.
- I'm sorry? - This house isn't for you.
- Oh, but we want to put in an offer.
- Get out.
- Full asking. - Goodbye!
I said, go!
- Oh, my God. - Go!
Go!
Thank you!
You don't deserve this house!
- But it's one of the most desirable streets
in Grosse Pointe.
- And you had so many appointments.
- They all felt the house needed too much work.
- [sighs]
[intriguing music]
♪ ♪
- Hey, babe. How are the kids?
- Their dad's taking good care of them.
- See? I told you everything would work out.
- You're never wrong.
- Hey, and now we have the house to ourselves.
- [grunts]
No, you have the house to yourself.
- Where are you going? - Brett's.
- Why?
- Because I am going to stay there, too.
♪ ♪
- Like a slumber party?
- I'm not gonna abandon my sick children.
- Leaving them with their dad is hardly abandonment.
- One sick child is a lot of work.
Two is a pandemic.
- Where are you gonna sleep? - I don't know.
- Like, in his bed?
- That's what you're worried about?
- It just feels weird, okay?
- You can't have it both ways. - I'm just saying--
- No, you cannot ask me to take the kids away
and then control how I do it. - Mel--
- Parenting is more than just, like, throwing a football
and killing it on the dance floor.
- Who took them fishing?
- It's the things that you don't want to do
that make you their dad.
- I know that. - Do you?
- Yes. - Just--you can't leave.
The rental on the heist movie that we were watching,
it expires tonight.
- I finished it.
They get caught.
[plucky music]
♪ ♪
- Well, this is a new look.
- Coach says I need to condition more.
- Oh. - Yeah.
- Uh, wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
I wasn't done. Wait! Wait!
Hold on!
I know you can hear me!
I'm not, like, someone that can run!
Would you hold up? - Get out of my way.
- Will you stop fitnessing for a second?
[sighs] - You're not my mom, okay?
- I know!
I know.
I just--I just wanted to congratulate you.
- I don't need anything from you.
- Will you just open it?
- [sighs]
- [breathing heavily]
I already have a mitt. - Not like this one.
- Yeah, 'cause it's, like, a hundred years old.
- It was your dad's.
- Why do you keep doing this to me?
- What do you mean?
- You already gave me up.
- Yeah. I m-made a mistake.
- No, it was the right thing to do.
- What?
- But you didn't have to come back.
- Yeah, I chose to.
- That's what's so messed up.
All of this was your choice, not mine.
- I'm sorry.
- And now you've-- you've put all of this on me,
and now I've got to live with it forever.
- Yeah.
Well, this is why I'm not a real mom.
I don't know how to handle this kind of stuff!
- I wish I never knew any of this.
- I'll just go, okay?
This isn't-- this isn't what I wanted.
[exhales deeply] - You okay?
- Oh, it can't be healthy for you guys to run this much.
- Maybe you should just sit down.
- I'll be fine! I just got to--
[concerned chatter]
- Are you faking it right now?
Oh, man.
- I swear there was cough medicine here.
- Do you want me to run out and get some?
- Mommy, I don't feel good. - I know, sweetie.
- Check the drawers. - Okay.
Oh, my God, it's a mess in here.
- Oh, sorry. I'm between butlers.
- Daddy, my head hurts. - Yeah, coming, buddy!
- Well, it's just so disorganized.
- I have a system.
- What, like, total chaos?
- If you're gonna be here, it can't be like we were.
- You used to store weird things in the spice rack.
- [chuckles]
Ahh.
Right next to the oregano. [chuckles]
- Makes perfect sense. - Ha ha.
[La Femme's "Disconnexion"]
♪ ♪
[dog whining]
- Shut up.
♪ ♪
- [whispering] Patty, Gail needs to pee-pee.
[whining continues]
♪ ♪
- [speaking French]
♪ ♪
- Oh, you forgot something.
If you don't write down her potties,
we can't get on a schedule.
♪ ♪
- Did you get the Popsicles? [door closes]
- Got the last box.
How are the fevers? - Sky high.
- Ugh.
♪ ♪
- You need some coffee? [Gail whining]
- I already had four cups.
- Oh, good morning.
- Hey, okay, here.
- Oh. Um...
oh, somebody's had an accident.
- Oh.
- [groans] This is Hermès.
- Still need to log it. - All right, give it to me.
Okay, okay, I got it. - Thanks.
- Go. Go. Go.
- Bye.
[door closes]
- [sighs]
- Look what I found with the olive oil.
- [chuckles] Both liquids.
- [chuckles] Yeah.
No, I-I get the system now, but really, Goldschlager?
- Oh, yeah, that's what happens when you match with someone
named Coco on the dating apps.
- What grade was she in? - Oh, God.
It's not that bad.
- Mm. - Come on.
Since when have you turned down something made of gold?
- Okay, I'm not actually that person.
- Low-hanging fruit. I'm sorry.
[laughs]
- God, I don't remember parenting being this hard.
- Well, what about when Zach had croup?
- Mm. Was that when he was, like, two?
- Yeah, we had to keep taking him outside
so he could breathe, and it was, like, 20 below.
- Did it work? - [chuckles] Yeah.
But it was terrifying.
- I literally have no memory of that.
- Well, come on, the doctor was worried
he was gonna have to go to the hospital.
- Brett, I wasn't there.
- Oh, it was during law school.
You could have been at the library or something.
- Yeah.
I guess I wasn't around much.
- Mm. But you are now.
[pensive music]
♪ ♪
- Ahh.
♪ ♪
- [groaning softly]
- How'd you know I was here?
- Apparently, I'm still your emergency contact.
- Oh, that says a lot about me, I guess.
- Sorry I'm late. I was in London.
- Says a lot about you.
- Needed to pick up my mail anyway.
So how's the patient? - They don't know what's wrong.
- Oh.
You might be dying. [chuckles]
- What if you're all I have?
- Would that be so bad?
- It's not the same as family. - Now I'm offended.
- You don't get offended. - True.
- You know what I mean.
- Heard that son of yours called the ambulance.
- [inhales deeply]
What else was he supposed to do?
[door closes]
- Good morning, Ms. Bradley. - Oh, God.
How bad is it?
[dance music playing in distance]
[gagging]
♪ ♪
- [retching]
[breathing heavily]
[grunts]
[toilet flushes]
[sighs]
[exhales deeply]
[toilet flushes]
[music continues in background]
♪ ♪
- How far along are you?
- I just had one too many smoked-salmon cones.
- I saw you pour your champagne into a plant.
- I'm just trying to pace myself.
- Whose is it?
♪ ♪
- I--
- Joel's?
- I'm not seeing your husband anymore.
- That's not what I asked.
- Please don't tell him.
- I'm not looking, but we got cars around the corner, Misty.
- Coming. [door closes]
- Congrats on another kid you don't deserve.
[door opens, closes]
[dramatic music]
- Love all the natural light.
- South-facing windows,
so you get sunrises and sunsets.
- Don't always find that in these older estates.
- Huh.
What do you think about the fireplace?
- Pewabic tile? Are you kidding me?
- Landscaping out back might need some updating.
- Not with those roses.
- And how old did you say your daughters were?
- Four and eight.
- Oh.
It really feels like this house should be yours.
- Do have one stipulation, though.
- What is it?
She's giving us 10% over asking.
- Why? - To take it off the market.
All cash, no escrow.
- Oh, that's fantastic. - Look at that.
You'll have enough to build a humidor
for all your stinky cigars.
- And you'll have enough
to constantly replace all your rugs.
- I won't have to 'cause no one will constantly forget
to take their shoes off.
- Guys, you'll both have more than enough to stay as far away
from each other as possible.
- This calls for a toast.
- We're so proud of you, honey.
- You done good, little girl, real good. [laughs]
- At least she seems to love the house as much as we did.
- Buyer's name seems familiar.
- Isn't that Gus and Natalie's daughter from the club?
- Who are they?
- Her father is one of the biggest commercial developers
in the state.
- Wait, you mean, like, uh, condos and apartments?
- No wonder she wants the house as is.
- She's gonna tear it down.
[cork pops] - [gasps]
- To fresh starts.
[liquid fizzing, splattering]
[somber music]
[Gail whining] - Yeah, who's a good pup?
[smooches] Yeah.
Yeah, who's a good girl? [chuckles]
♪ ♪
[gunfire and groaning on TV] - No, you're too good.
- You better run, you brain muncher.
Got him! - Great, okay, I'm dead.
Awesome. Thanks.
[screaming on TV] Try now. Hey.
- [laughs]
- Turns out Mom's a total psycho.
- Did the landlord come by?
- If he did, we didn't hear him.
- Yeah, hey, we're saving civilization here.
- Yeah.
Oh, hey. Hey.
Did somebody have a good walkie?
Oh, yes, you did. - He...
he knows about the dog.
- How did he find out about Gail?
- Good question.
- [sighs] Okay.
I'll head down there and see if seeing this cute little face
can't change his mind. - Really?
- Yeah. - Thank you.
[gunfire on TV]
- What's the problem?
- We're not supposed to have dogs.
- Oh.
[screaming on TV]
- How did he know, Patty?
- Maybe he saw the poop bags in your trash.
- Why would he be going through our trash?
- Oh, you know what?
Make sure you write that last one down, by the way.
[gunfire continues]
[creature grunts]
Hey. I was finishing that level.
- We had Molly for seven years.
- So? - And the landlord never knew.
- Okay.
- Never went through our trash, never snooped through anything
because he never even suspected we had a dog.
- Well, you got lucky, then.
- What did you do, Patty?
- Oh, no. No, no, no. No. No.
Don't be ridiculous. No.
- This is a whole new level even for you.
- Look who's talking?
Is this how you thank me, hmm?
I have lost sleep.
I have gone above and beyond just to help you out.
- It's not like you want to. - It's just a dog, Alice.
- Not to me.
- You know what the crazy part is?
You don't want a baby, but you are willing
to put in twice the effort, twice the work,
just for some stupid pet.
- She is way more than just a pet!
- Oh, right, your generation-- you put them in strollers.
You--you bring them into restaurants.
You buy them seats on airplanes.
- She is my baby. - She's an animal!
[sighs]
You know...
I really thought you would come to your senses after Molly.
[dramatic music]
- What is that supposed to mean?
- As long as you have a dog, I'll never have a grandchild.
♪ ♪
[door opens, closes]
[door opens] - Their fevers broke.
- [gasps] - Oh. Oh, my God.
[giggles] I-I'm so sorry. The door was unlocked.
- It's fine. - I didn't see anything.
- I'll be out in a minute. - I'm going. Take your time.
- Oh, my God.
- I am so sorry.
- Well, it's not like you haven't seen
any of this before.
- It's just the last couple nights felt so normal.
- Yeah, the kids, all of us together again.
- It's like I never left.
- Well, I got a pretty good handle on everything now, so...
- Are you sure? - Yeah, yeah.
No more fevers.
Kids can go back to school tomorrow.
- W-well, I should help you clean up.
- Uh, this is cleaned up.
- Oh, my God.
Connor would go crazy if our kitchen looked like this.
- You know he's gonna make you quarantine
when you get back home.
- Oh, he's gonna make me sleep in the car.
- [laughs]
- Um...
he's not a good dude, Melissa.
♪ ♪
- You are.
- [sighs] Uh--
uh, it's totally cool if you want to go.
[deary's "Fairground"]
♪ ♪
- What if I don't want to go?
- ♪ Before the storm ♪
♪ Hide in glass ♪
♪ In glass ♪
[phone vibrating] - Oh, you should probably...
- Yeah. - Get that.
- Sorry. Um...
Hey, babe.
- [sniffles]
[Brittle Stars' "Souvenir"]
♪ ♪
[sniffles]
♪ ♪
- ♪ It's my direction ♪
♪ It's my proposal ♪
♪ It's so hard ♪
♪ It's leading me astray ♪
♪ ♪
♪ My obsession is my creation ♪
♪ You'll understand ♪
- We might have to hire someone for the attic.
I don't think we ever threw anything away.
- What was this?
- Uh, Christmas Eve, maybe.
You look about nine.
- I mean...
the looks on your faces,
the smiles.
- We were excited for Santa.
- Was it all a lie?
- Oh, honey.
- How can you throw 40 years away?
- It doesn't erase what your mother and I had.
- Did you even try to fix it? - Of course I did.
- Therapy, date nights. - All of it, baby.
- Tucker and I figured it out.
- This isn't a rough patch.
It's the end of the road.
- But how are you so sure?
- The--the glue,
the stuff that keeps you together when you're younger...
it just lost its bond as we got older.
- But... [sniffles]
Nothing's ever gonna be perfect.
- Let's be real.
I got more yesterdays than tomorrows.
- Dad, that's dark. - [sighs]
I'm not looking for perfect, baby.
I just want to be happy.
Your mom, too.
- [whimpers]
- I just wish there was something I could have done.
- None of this is your fault.
- Ugh, that's what you're supposed to tell your kids.
- Because it's true.
- But I don't want two Christmases.
- Cathy, I'm giving you my Tupperware
'cause I noticed some of your lids were stained.
- Thanks, Mom.
- Sweetheart, what happened?
- Cathy's having big feelings.
♪ ♪
- It's so unfair.
How can they just jack our rent up out of nowhere?
- Um, they can when we get a dog out of nowhere.
[gunshots and screams on TV]
- The rescue said, um, we can take her back anytime.
- [scoffs]
I can't believe we're a home a dog needs to be rescued from.
- Well...
maybe we'll win the lottery and get her back.
- How could someone in our building
have a problem with such a cute puppy?
- Unless it's not someone in our building.
- Okay, that makes even less sense.
- It was just an anonymous phone call
to the rental company, right?
- Yeah, so?
- It could be anyone.
- [groans softly]
- [smooching] - Hey, puppy...
And the worst part is,
it really felt like Gail was my dog, too.
[Gail whining]
Mm.
- Just please don't get sucked
back into the gaming life again.
- I just need to beat the high score,
then I'm throwing it away!
- Aren't you already the highest score?
- I was.
Then my mom beat me the other night.
- Seriously?
- Yeah.
Turns out she's a lucky shot.
[gunfire on TV]
- Maybe it's not just luck.
- [laughs] Right.
I mean, she could just really hate zombies.
[screaming and gunfire on TV]
[plucky music]
- Doug's dad gave him the gun,
which means Patty had access to it.
- Okay.
- Plus, she told me I'd never give her a grandchild
as long as I had a dog? - Uh-huh.
- And when you think of all the insane things she has done,
shooting a dog actually fits the profile.
- Hmm.
- She got rid of Gail.
Maybe she also got rid of Molly.
[mouth full] Am I being crazy?
- Yeah. - 100.
- But...
it's a good crazy.
- The last time I went down this road,
I got fired and almost divorced.
- Yeah, but that was bonkers, and we just couldn't tell you.
- I cannot lose my mind again over some wild hunch.
- You don't have to.
- What do you mean?
- You still have the gun, right?
- Yeah. - And the bullet?
- Mm-hmm. - Then all we need is Tucker
to call his old FBI buddies, and they'll run tests.
- I don't know.
- Don't you want to know the truth?
- I'm not sure my marriage could handle it.
♪ ♪
But this shrimp toast is bussin'.
- At least we found our chef.
- Hmm. - Mm.
[gags, groans]
[Nation of Language's "Tournament"]
- ♪ And that's fine ♪
♪ I'm wasting away ♪
♪ I took the long road home ♪
♪ And it never paid off for me ♪
♪ ♪
[billiard balls clacking]
♪ As I'm walking around the city... ♪
- Let's make this quick. So what do you got?
- Some real dirt on Brett. - What'd he do?
♪ ♪
- Your wife.
- ♪ 'Cause I've been waiting for a long, long time ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Watching ♪
♪ I've been waiting for a long, long time ♪
♪ ♪
♪ 'Cause I've been waiting for a long, long time ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Watching ♪
♪ And I've been waiting for a long, long time ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Long time ♪
[knock at door]
- [chuckles]
- Hey.
[sliding door closes]
- Just wanted to make sure you didn't die.
- [chuckles]
Thanks for calling the ambulance.
- Yeah. I, uh--I followed behind in your car.
- That must have been traumatic.
- Made me want to try harder. - Yeah.
These moments really show us that life is short, right?
- Actually, just made me want to earn a fat stack
so I could buy a Porsche.
- Oh, okay. [both chuckle]
Glad something good came out of it.
- So, are you...
dying or something?
- Oh, I just...
need to stop mixing booze and diet pills.
- Okay.
[sighs]
What was my dad like?
- Uh, you know that guy who's, like...
super smart and doesn't even have to try,
everyone wants to be like him?
- I guess.
- Your dad was the opposite.
- So what? He's, like, a loser?
- He never lived up to his potential.
But I have a feeling that you will.
- Well, um...
I'm really glad that you're not dead.
- Oh, um...
Can I ask how your other dad is doing?
- He's not sleeping on the couch anymore.
- Oh.
Good.
- He left my mom.
[soft tense music]
♪ ♪
- So, yeah, everything has a season.
And even though you know the next one's coming...
♪ ♪
You never quite know how hard it's gonna hit.
[walkie-talkie beeps]
- What's the ETA on the black Cadillac?
Everyone's trying to get out of here.
- On it.
♪ ♪
What the hell are you doing? - We got to talk, lady.
- You do not want to be alone with me right now.
- I'll take my chances.
- Your funeral.
- Because let's face it, Mother Nature's a bitch.
And then you die.
[engine revs]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- [screams]