"Hello, Betty." "I'm sure you and Leo have a lot to talk about." "So, good night, Leo." "Do you know what time it is?" "Dylan just wanted to see the butcher shop." "It was a mistake to get married, and I don't want to follow my husband to Africa." "How did you ever marry that woman?" "Betty was good to me." "I want to have children." "Just think about it." "I don't want to push you, but I want to get married." "If we get married, there's always a chance that we could get a divorce." "License and registration please." "Son, this is a fishing license." "I had such a nice time tonight." "I'm sure my parents are in bed." "Gotcha!" "Nora!" "Nora, wake up, I need some help." "Help with what?" "What's going on?" "Is it a heart attack?" "Are you having a heart attack?" "No, I'm not having a heart attack." "I have to go pick up Kathleen." "Her son, Tom, got caught driving without a license." "She wants me to go down there with her." "What do you need my help with?" "It's the middle of the night, I can't wake up Robbie and take him down to the police station in the middle of the night." "You're gonna have to babysit." "Oh, no." "I don't babysit." "No one lets me babysit, ever." "I'll go pick up Kathleen and go to the police station." "Yeah, that's probably a bad idea." "I'm sure you'll be just fine with Robie." "No, no, that's not the point, the point is nobody trusts me with Robie." "If Robie accidentally fell and hit his head when I'm babysitting," "I'd go to prison." "He's not gonna hit his head." "Go sleep in my bed, here's the monitor." "Get in there." "You can do it!" "All right, all right, I can do it." "I can do it." "But when Anne finds out you've let me do it, she may never let you keep the kid again." "You're right, you're right." "Thanks for pointing that out." "You have to go where?" "Tom is down at the police station and Kathleen needs me to go down there." "So you want me to get up in the middle of the night and leave my own son so you can go help Wife Number One?" "What's going on?" "Let me speak to Ricky." "No!" "Was that your dad?" "Yeah, Kathleen has a family emergency, she needs him." "So, he wants me to go over there and watch Robie." "I can go over there." "No." "He can't just drop his old life and start a new one so easily." "Let him figure it out." "I have no choice." "I have to leave Robie in your care." "And I can do that because I absolutely trust you with my son." "You're not a drug addict, you're not an alcoholic, you're not a criminal." "You've served your time, you've paid your debt to society, and now you can babysit." "In an emergency." "In the middle of the night." "Never mind, I can't do it." "Uh, hi, Kathleen." "George, it's okay, I can't wait any longer, I have to go." "I'm just gonna take a taxi so I can drive Rachel's car home." "Thank heavens they didn't impound the car." "Why can't Rachel go with you?" "Same reason you can't, she has children and it's 2:00 in the morning." "You know I'd be there if I could." "I tried." "George, it's okay, it's really okay." "I mean, I think I better get used to the idea of taking care of myself." "Well, your husband will be coming home at some point." "Uh, no." "I talked to him." "You talked to him?" "It's over." "And..." "George, I can't talk about this right now." "I have to go." "Hi, Anne." "George?" "How are you?" "Is Robie okay?" "Did he wake you up?" "No, no, I..." "I just couldn't sleep." "Ashley and I are shopping." "She's trying on this unbelievable dress." "We're having such a great time." "Speaking the language, huh?" "Yeah, it's been great to brush up on my French." "But you're not just calling to say hello." "What's going on?" "We're never gonna get back together again, are we?" "You and me." "No, I don't think so." "But do we really need to discuss this right now in the middle of the night for some reason?" "No, no need to discuss it at all.I'm done." "I just wanted to say that." "I can't do it anymore." "Well, I think we've both said that a couple dozen times before." "Yeah, and, uh, that's part of the reason," "I just can't do it anymore, Anne." "I'm sorry." "Um..." "This is it." "What's going on?" "Lots of things." "Lots of things that couldn't wait until I got up?" "I haven't been to bed yet." "Okay." "Grace, I want you to Jacob this weekend." "Okay, you didn't to tell me that over because I was gonna do it anyway." "I was just waiting and when I felt like it." "Why?" "Did something happen?" "Please do not tell me or sister somewhere." "No, he doesn't, but something happened." "Tom attempted to drive Jacob over to your condo to talk to you." "I wasn't home." "Wait." "That Tom drove?" "Rachel's new car." "And they got lost." "And a police officer onto a vacant lot." "Then I got a call from the police station 00 in the morning to come and get them." "Thankfully, They just gave him a warning." "The police officer knew your dad." "Was it a woman police officer?" "Grace, do you understand what I'm telling you?" "Tom drove a car all by himself," "Rachel's car, without telling her, because Jacob to talk to you." "Honey, they could have beenilled." "They could have been but they weren't." "And he wasn't desperate he was desperate to drive, he's always I was just the excuse." "Well, I don't want there to be any more excuses available to him or to Jacob," "I want you to talk to Jacob." "And if you're not gonna talk to him, then I want you to move home." "If you can't act like a grown-up, then you shouldn't be living like a grown-up." "But I'm hoping that you can." "I need you to." "Grace, I need you to grow up a little bit this summer." "I won't do it again." "I promise." "Just get your things back into your room, Tom." "What, he's moving back into the house?" "He and Jacob are gonna live in his room together?" "I want to let Jacob move in to your room." "And I was thinking that since at the end of the summer, that maybe, since you're a senior, then..." "You're gonna give me the guest house?" "Conditional to you working things out with Jacob by end of summer." "And then, we'll talk about the rules." "Thank you!" "I love you!" "Thank you!" "I promise, I promise, I'll be responsible, and I'll talk to Jacob and I'll do whatever you want." "Thank you." "Thank you., Mom." "There's nothing else going on, is there?" "Um..." "A few things." "Okay, well start with the car." "I mean, how did Tom even find the keys?" "Did he really drive?" "So, when's Rachel moving out?" "Tom, I just... called me, Tom." "I would have if it was that important." "You know me." "I'd do anything for you." "Would you?" "Sure, little buddy." "I changed my mind about Rachel." "I know and I am grateful that you did." "I really like that woman." "To marry her." "I don't want her to move out." "Well, I don't know, Tom." "Kind of smallght be for the four or five of us." "I need her to stay here." "What?" "Without you." "Oh." "Well, I don't think she's gonna do that, Tom, and not just because of me." "She's pretty upset with you this morning." "She'll get over it." "I thought you didn't even want a family." "That was before the family got a car." "Huh." "Dad, you can't be serious." "Quit my job at the church nursery?" "Yeah." "I'll pay you." "You can come right here after school with John, and you two can have nursery here, and then when Robie's here, you can keep Robie after school, so I can get out and do my thing." "And when do I get to do my thing?" "What's your thing?" "Being a mother is my thing and not getting to be a teenager is my other thing." "What's your thing?" "My thing is..." "I have to be able to get out on my own now and then." "Why you and not me?" "Because I'm a grown man and I need to go to the bank," "I need to go to the dry cleaners, the grocery store..." "And over to Kathleen's in the middle of the night?" "Or over to Kathleen's in the middle of the night." "She's a friend." "She needed my help." "And there is nothing wrong with my going out with any woman any time of night provided that Robie is taken care of, and that's where you come in." "I'm going to quit my job at the church nursery so that you can go help your ex-wife?" "If that's what I want to do, yeah." "Your mother does anything she wants to do," "I should be able to do what I want to do." "Mom has 24 hour child care where she lives." "That's why she can do what she wants to do." "I cannot be available to you 24/7 whenever you have Robie, I just can't." "But I would pay you just to be available." "I don't want to be available!" "And even if I did, I can't provide what the church nursery can for John." "And just what are they providing other than a safe place for him to stay while you're at school?" "Are you kidding me?" "They have a music program, an art program..." "He can dance and scribble at home." "Why don't you just put Robie in the church nursery?" "They're not open 24 hours." "Neither am I. Why are you suddenly so desperate, huh?" "Why, because one time you couldn't go somewhere you wanted to go?" "Please, welcome to my life." "Except Mom will be back in a week and you're off the hook." "I don't want off the hook," "I want to work out something with your mother where I have my son as much as she does." "I just need child care." "If I had child care, I could keep Robie here whenever I want and still lead a normal life." "Have you learned nothing from me?" "You cannot have a baby and lead a normal life." "Well, I can for one day." "Robie should be up in 20 minutes." "Bye." "Thanks." "Wait!" "You come back here right..." "Right this minute!" "Does your father know you were here last night with your little sweetie pie?" "Uh, didn't mention it to him." "But, um, if you want me to, I will." "I want you to." "Please don't make me say anything." "It was probably not the best idea, but it was harmless." "And it was kind of fun." "Yeah, I saw." "Look, Lover Boy, it's dangerous, you got it?" "It's dangerous to come into a business late at night when no one's around." "Suppose someone sees you opening the door, and they rush in with you and they rob the joint, or worse, beat the crap out of you and your girlfriend?" "Don't do it again." "You got that?" "Promise." "Yeah, don't do that again." "Having a little fight with the missus when we dropped by?" "No, I was just annoyed with her." "Doesn't want to set a date?" "She doesn't have to set a date." "But you'd rather she would, I imagine." "After that big fat proposal in front of the entire graduating class." "Could be pretty embarrassing if she called it off." "Of course, it could be more embarrassing if you set a date and she was a runaway bride." "Hi." "Hi." "What brings you to the butcher shop this fine morning?" "You're in a good mood." "I'm having a fairly good morning, following a very good evening." "Wow." "You could be a little more," "I don't know, considerate?" "Respectful?" "Appropriately sad or even appropriately happy?" "About?" "The divorce." "Beg your pardon?" "You got the papers saying it's all official, right?" "The divorce papers?" "Uh, no." "Oh." "Well, I did." "And I just wanted to say face to face that I am very grateful for everything you've done for me, and I appreciate that we could part amicably, and goodbye and good luck." "And things are working out really well for me and Omar." "So..." "Bye." "So, I heard." "It's official, huh?" "Yeah." "I don't know what the big deal is, we knew we were getting divorced." "Hey, at least she married me." "Oh." "Hi." "Hi." "You can't stay." "Bunny has this thing about mixing personal life and business, and she's already upset that we were in here..." "But we can talk later, but you can't stay." "And you can't send me text messages saying you can't see me because you're seeing your ex-wife." "We talk about this later." "I just want to go by and talk to Adrian after work." "She just looked upset and she's not answering her phone, so..." "She was my wife and we went through a lot together, and I just want to make sure that she's okay." "She's okay, and even if she's not, she has someone else." "Let her cry on Omar's shoulder." "We can talk about this later." "Dylan, Dylan, please." "Ben, I think I made it clear how I feel about your ex-wives." "Hey, everything all right here?" "Amy is not my ex-wife." "You were married." "Not legally." "Semantics." "I just want to talk to Adrian." "No." "Hello." "This is my boss, Bunny." "Bunny, Dylan, Dylan, Bunny." "I was just telling her I have to get back to work." "I didn't know you were a ginger." "Didn't show up on the security cam." "That's a very old system." "So you were saying last night." "Don't be too long here." "And don't touch that hair." "Same to you, and how do you get that shine?" "A little secret I call bacon grease." "So, are we going out?" "I need to see Adrian tonight, I'm sorry." "Me, too." "Yeah, and then he just took off." "He's just using the fact that we do our laundry here every other week to take advantage of me." "I'm sure he won't be gone all day, and if he is, I'll come over when I get o off work, but I'm at work right now, and Bunny has rules about cell phones, so..." "I bet he is gone all day." "You know he's going over to Kathleen's." "No, I don't know that, and you don't know that." "Yes I know that!" "How?" "Because he wanted to go over there in the middle of the night and he couldn't, so first chance he got, he's over there and I'm over here babysitting." "And doing our laundry." "I don't want to have to babysit so he can go see Wife Number One." "And I'm sure my mother wouldn't want me to babysit for him so he can go see Wife Number One." "Maybe your mother wouldn't even care, you don't know." "And even if she does care, it's not up to you to stop your dad from seeing anyone he wants to see including Wife Number One." "And now you've got me calling her that." "I don't want my dad to care more about Grace's mother than he cares about my mother!" "All right, I'm sorry, I'm sure that must be really hard on you for some reason." "We can talk about this later." "Can't wait." "Hey, Ames." "Saw the car out front." "Laundry day, huh?" "Yea." "And babysitting day." "Isn't every day babysitting day for you?" "Oh, not John, I meant the screamer in there." "Yeah, Dad left and I'm supposed to be babysitting Robie." "But hey, now that you're here..." "Maybe you can help me fold." "Sorry." "I know how lame that sounded." "Don't sweat it." "That's what I'm here for." "I'm the babysitter's companion." "It's okay." "I totally get it if people don't trust me, it comes with the territory." "Besides, you're right, little Robie is a bit of a howler." "You know, I'm used to crying, I can handle crying." "But Robie, he's like a police siren." "Yeah, or like that alarm that goes off when you walk out of a store and the tag's still on the shirt you just..." "Bought." "Yeah." "I don't really fold very well." "I think I'll just get showered." "You know what?" "Actually, there is this one thing that maybe you could help me with." "I do need your help with something." "I'm not really good at helping," "I mean, it's insulting but completely understandable if nobody wants me to babysit, but I'm not looking to be helpful." "Being helpful gets you in trouble." "So I don't want to help if you're just trying to make me feel good or something." "Oh, no, no, no." "That's not it, um..." "I just need you to tell me..." "Do you think that my dad is in love with Kathleen?" "I'm sure he would tell you before he told any of us." "Has he said anything?" "You know, where I come from, being a snitch is definitely frowned upon." "Well, you're not in prison here." "No, it's more like house arrest." "I gotta get a car." "See ya." "Wait!" "I really..." "I really want to know." "I mean, my dad deserves to be happy, don't you think?" "And I feel that if he was happy and if my mom was happy, then maybe I could be happy." "There's a lot of that going around." "You can't base your happiness on someone else's happiness, but think he feels the same way about you and your mom and Ashley." "If Anne was happy and you were happy and Ashley was happy, then he'd be happy too." "Or at least, feel free to be happy anyway." "Well, Ashley is never going to be happy, and I'm sure my mom feels the same way I do." "And it wouldn't be the worst thing if my dad was in love with Kathleen." "No?" "No." "All right then..." "He's in love with his first wife, always has been, always will be." "That's my opinion." "Ow!" "Adrian, you won't believe what happened." "Tell me about it in person, I'm hungry," "I want to go get something to eat." "Where are you?" "I'm in my room, packing up my things." "Grace, you're running out of space here, what else do you need to bring over?" "More importantly, why do I need to bring anything else over?" "I don't know, but whatever the answer to that question is, you can tell me over food." "I'm getting the guest house!" "Mom said that when school starts," "I can move into the guest house." "With Tom?" "No, not with Tom." "Great." "Then, you have all summer to do that." "I need you now." "I can't, Adrian, I have to talk to Jacob." "I sort of promised I would," "I sort of have to in order to get the guest house." "Last night, he and..." "What did you tell her that for?" "Oh, I don't know." "It's the truth?" "You can't just blurt out a truth like that." "She asked." "She didn't really want to know." "Well, I didn't know she didn't really want to know." "She said she wanted to know, and maybe she needs to know." "Everyone in this family is very hung up on everyone else in the family being happy." "Tell me about it." "You know, maybe it'll start with George and Kathleen." "Okay, Amy asked you about him, now I'm gonna ask you about Anne." "What's going on with her ?" "Is she gay, is she not gay?" "I don't know." "I honestly don't know." "Do you hope she's gay?" "I don't care if she's gay or not." "You don't have any feelings towards her?" "I like her." "I don't "Like her" Like her, like I want to sleep with her or anything." "I just think she's a nice woman, she's funny and she's smart." "I've got a lot of respect for her." "She's a successful business woman, she's raising a kid, she's taking care of her mother..." "She's not my type." "And again, I don't know if she's gay." "Well, do me a favor, if you can choose who you love, don't choose Anne." "Even if she is gay, it's just too incestuous." "I want you to be happy too, but you know what?" "I'm going to look out for me and Amy first, I can't help it." "So don't go there." "Totally understand." "Bunny." "She totally took me by surprise." "Mmm." "Hello." "Hey, do I have some mail there?" "Yeah, you do." "Some mail like my divorce papers?" "I got mine, too." "I was gonna give you yours, but you had your first date with Dylan last night, so I was waiting until this morning..." "But you took off, so..." "Yeah, they're here." "Dad, those papers are important." "Important, yeah, but they were expected, so..." "So Adrian thought I insulted her or something because I didn't call her when I got them, her feelings are hurt." "Maybe, but I don't think that's it." "It just doesn't feel so good to remind yourself that something you wanted just didn't work out, but I've got problems of my own, and you're at work." "I want to go through that all over again for the next 18 years?" "No." "Do you want me to talk to Camille so I can explain evything to her?" "No, that's okay, Betty," "I probably shouldn't even have said anything about it, but we're friends, right?" "We're the best of friends." "Which is why I called you over here." "I wanted to talk to you about dropping by." "I didn't drop by, you called me over here." "To talk about dropping by." "Again?" "You want me to drop by again today?" "No, I want you to..." "Here's the thing..." "If you could, kind of just..." "You know what, never mind." "Well, I better be going so I can get back." "Yeah." "And, uh, thanks for listening, I feel a lot better." "Look, I'll call you once in a while." "We'll talk or have lunch, or do something..." "If you're not too busy with your school work." "Anytime." "Not to worry, not to worry," "I was going to take it by your hotel." "You mentioned where you and your daughter were staying." "So, I was going to come by on my way home." "You speak English?" "Of course I speak English." "So, you understood everything my daughter and I were talking about?" "I didn't know at what point to stop you, and I thought you were going to be on your way and I would never see you again, but fate intervened." "Would you like to go for a cup of coffee, maybe a drink?" "Oh." "Um..." "No, thank you." "I really should get back to my daughter." "Perhaps some other time." "Yeah." "Perhaps." "Or perhaps not." "So I heard." "I'm not in a hurry." "Well, you kind of seem to be in a hurry." "Oh, sorry." "Thanks for coming over." "You want to go to a movie?" "No, not really, I'll just talk to you later." "You'll just talk to me later?" "I didn't just come over here to have sex with you and talk to you later." "Let's spend some time together, let's go do something, let's get out of this condo, and go to the beach, or drive up the coast, or something." "Nah, I don't really feel like it." "I'm just still, you know, sad about the divorce." "Well, you weren't too sad to have sex with me." "I thought it would make me feel happier, but it actually made me feel kind of lonely." "Look, no offense, I'm just not in a good place right now." "You seemed like you were in a good place 15 minutes ago." "Yeah, but now I just want to spend some time alone." "You called me because Grace wasn't home, and you didn't want to be alone." "After we just did what we did, you want to be alone now?" "Okay, so last night you wanted me to be more vulnerable, and today you don't want me to be vulnerable at all." "I'd hardly call kicking my butt out of here after using me to have sex vulnerable." "I wasn't using you to have sex," "I was using sex to make me feel better and it didn't." "Well, that's not what you use sex for." "I mean it's fun and all that, but I'd hope that you do that with me because you care something about me." "Look, I'm not in the mood to argue with you, all right?" "I do, Omar, I do care about you," "I told Ben that this morning." "This morning when?" "When?" "When I went down to the butcher shop." "I just wanted this whole marriage thing to feel final, and I wanted to say goodbye face to face." "Not marriage, divorce." "It was a divorce." "And you know what, Adrian, this is just not going to work." "What?" "Adrian?" "Yeah?" "Hi, mind if I come in?" "Is everything okay?" "You must be Omar." "I'm Dylan, Ben's new girlfriend." "Grace?" "Yeah?" "I didn't know if you were still here." "I just wanted to bring my suitcase over from Tom's room." "Big move, all the way across the hall." "You can bring it over." "You can come in, if you want." "Thanks." "I wonder if you'd mind if I paint." "Paint my room?" "Yeah." "Okay, I guess I don't mind if you paint my room, it's just that my dad painted this room lavender for me." "He painted my room too, and he put up bookshelves on the walls." "I didn't want bookshelves." "I didn't really want the clutter." "Plus, when I read, it just stays up here." "So, I don't need to show off with books or anything." "We used to read a book together every summer." "Yeah, we used to read together too, all the time." "Yeah, so did we." "You said that." "He liked to hunt, big game." "We went quite a few times." "He was a very good shot." "We used to go to the zoo together all the time, we were known at the zoo." "By the zookeepers or the animals?" "Both." "We went to London once, the two of us, on his way back home." "You did not." "No, we did." "My mother has family in London." "Did the two of you ever travel together, go on vacations?" "No, he didn't have time for vacation because he was always volunteering his time to serve people in need." "Or so we thought." "Okay, well, I'm happy we at least have a dialogue going." "This isn't a dialogue, this is a contest to see who Dad loved the most." "If that's the contest, then you win." "He married your mother and he spent most of his life with you." "Look, I'm sorry." "I'm really sorry." "You never thought about that?" "No." "I love your continent." "I don't want to move back into my old room." "That stinks." "Then you shouldn't have taken the keys to Rachel's car and gone joy riding in the middle of the night with Jacob." "You could have killed yourself and your brother, and whatever innocent person or people you crashed into." "I didn't crash!" "I'm a very good driver." "No doubt you got the skill, Tom, but it takes more than that." "It takes a certain maturity you don't have, and I say that because you took the car without permission and you broke the law." "It was a very immature, dangerous thing to do." "I know, but..." "No buts about it, my friend." "You cannot drive without a license, and if you're gonna do the crime, be prepared to do the time." "In your old room, in your house, with your mother right down the hall, because that's where she wants you, so that's how it's gonna be." "I don't want to live here anymore." "Where do you want to live?" "In the guest house with Rachel." "Rachel's moving, and you really don't want to live in the guest house alone, besides it's Grace's turn." "Rachel is not moving." "I changed my mind." "Uh, Rachel is moving, I talked to her, I talked to Milton, she's moving." "And she's moving a little sooner than she would have because she feels responsible for what happened." "Then I'm moving!" "Hi, George." "Hey." "I didn't know you were here." "Yes, you did." "You told him to talk to me." "Yes, I did ask George to talk to you," "I just didn't know he was here talking to you right now." "I really hate that this happened." "I'm so upset with him, George." "He knows he's not supposed to drive a car." "Eh, it's all right, nobody got hurt." "Somebody could have gotten hurt." "Could've, should've, would've, didn't happen, got anything to eat?" "There's always something to eat here, George." "There's yogurt, there's some sliced turkey, there's fruit." "Man stuff." "Beef jerky, chips, beer?" "I notice that you got a haircut." "Did I?" "Well, thanks for noticing." "And did you drop by the bank before you got the haircut?" "I did." "Then didn't you go by the market after the haircut?" "You always did on Saturdays when we were married." "Bank, haircut..." "No, dry cleaner, and then the market." "I have changed a little bit, you know." "Have you?" "Yeah." "For one thing, I've learned to pick up my dirty socks." "Here's your son." "Have a good Saturday." "Come on." "Let's go." "Amy just wanted you to see" "I'm kind of tied up here for the next 18 years." "Oh, she just doesn't want you to love anyone other than her mother." "I totally get it." "But, George, I'm kind of tied up too, and you know, not for the next 18 years but for the rest of my life." "I mean, Tom's always going to need me to take care of him." "Maybe, maybe not, you never know." "Well, he's always gonna need someone." "Aren't we all?" "I guess." "He's fine, and you don't have to figure it all out this weekend, you've just got all this negative stuff rolling around in your head because you've finally decided to cut that guy loose." "No, really, it's not just that." "I mean, it's great that Tom has a job, and that he can get around on the bus, but he needs me." "And I don't know what's gonna happen to him if something happens to me, and, of course, eventually something's gonna happen to me." "Stop worrying about Tom." "Tom has a trust fund, a job, friends, he's going to be fine, I'm more worried about Ashley." "She dropped out of high school and got a GED, and now she's insisting on going to some college in Florida that lets in people with GEDs." "She doesn't have any money, doesn't like to work at anything, she doesn't like people..." "I don't know what's gonna happen to her." "And Amy, she's a senior in high school with a two-year-old, engaged to be married to the first guy she ever had sex with." "What are the chances of that working out?" "Uh, George, you were the first guy I ever had sex with." "Oops, forgot about that." "Not about us having sex, but that." "Sex with you was always fun, George, even the first time." "Really?" "Really." "You wouldn't want to..." "Not right now, not any time in the next few months, not until I'm divorced, and we see if we're really interested in a relationship with each other." "I'm interested." "Well, I guess this is the last one." "I guess I'll see you on Monday." "I quit." "Don't quit, Tom, I need you." "The company needs you." "Look, she was gonna move in a couple of weeks anyway." "The apartment's all ready." "This is a big deal to Rachel, living on her own in a decent place that she's providing for her children." "And she couldn't have done that without you, Tom." "You helped her get back on her feet." "Plus, you practically introduced the two of us, and we're forever going to be indebted to you for that." "You know that?" "All right, you can quit if you want, but you have to come back." "I'm just gonna get in trouble without you." "You should at least go out and say goodbye to the children." "I know that you'll see them again, and Rachel wants to see you and wants you to see them again, but tonight, Tom, you should go out there and you should say goodbye or goodnight or something." "It's hard for all of us to get used to changes, especially when it comes to people." "Take your time." "Want me to get that?" "No, I'll get it." "Come in!" "Hello." "Hello." "I take it you're Omar." "Yeah, and I guess you must be Ben." "I must be." "So..." "What's going on?" "We're just hanging out, waiting for you to drop by." "I told you I was gonna drop by, but I didn't know there were going to be other people here, but..." "But I didn't either." "If Adrian is going to be a part of your life, then I wanted to get to know Adrian." "And now that you've gotten to know me a little better, you still want to bea part of it?" "I know I wouldn't." "Well, again." "If you're going to be a part of Ben's life." "I am Ben's girlfriend." "Yes, you are." "And I am his ex-wife." "Ex." "Ex-wife." "See, I told you she didn't need you." "Look at this guy." "Omar, you are so handsome, and smart, and more than capable of handling Adrian crying on your big, broad shoulders." "She doesn't cry." "I don't cry." "Oh, come on, you sometimes cry." "And I know I feel like crying right now." "There's no food?" "I wasn't planning on entertaining." "I'll go get us something to eat." "We can get delivery." "No, I want to get out." "I'll go." "Dylan, you stay here." "Really?" "Because..." "Because if you leave, he might not come back with the food." "He might not." "See you, sweetie." "Any requests?" "You know what I like." "You know what I like." "Oh, geez." "Just go over there and babysit, and let the man get out." "What makes you think he's not out right now?" "Uh, you dumped a baby in his arms in the middle of the afternoon at someone else's house?" "He deserved it, he dumped him in my arms first." "He and Wife Number One are disgusting!" "He's just trying to have sex with her!" "Who wouldn't?" "I wouldn't, not me, but who else wouldn't?" "She's a really good looking woman, and she has a really great voice, and..." "Shut up!" "What?" "It doesn't take anything away from your mom for Grace's mom to be attractive." "Your mom's attractive too." "Say something about my mother's voice." "She's got a great voice." "And she can sing." "And hey, my mom thinks she's smart and attractive, and a whole bunch of other good things." "Ugh!" "I don't want your mother to find my mother smart and attractive, and a bunch of other things." "I don't either, I told her I don't." "Your mom is off limits to my mom." "Oh, but my dad isn't off limits to Grace's mom?" "He's just trying to sleep with her." "Amy, maybe your dad is just comfortable with her because they know each other so well, they're so familiar with each other." "It might not be just about the sex, maybe it's about comfort." "Oh, please." "It's always just about the sex." "Are you with me just for the sex?" "Would you be with me if we weren't having sex?" "I was with you for a long time without having sex." "And I thought we had this all settled last night," "I thought you were okay with your dad doing whatever makes him happy." "Where'd you get that?" "Subtext?" "I'm starving, can we just get something to eat?" "No, we can't." "John just went to bed." "But if you tell me what you want," "I'll go get us something to eat." "I don't know, okay?" "Okay." "I'll go." "I want to get out of here anyway." "I wish my mother was here, so I'd have someone to talk to." "You never talk to your mother." "Yeah." "I'm gonna talk to her when she gets home." "This is the longest summer of my life." "And I don't mean that in a good way." "I heard that." "Tom, come on, let's go for a ride." "Jacob wants to see where Dad was buried." "He doesn't know where Dad was buried." "I'd really like to see where he was buried." "He wasn't buried." "Tom!" "Let's not tell him anything else, come on." "No." "All right, well, if you don't want to go, then I guess we'll just go without you." "Go." "Come on." "Come on." "No." "You always said Dad haunted this guest house." "If you want to stay out here, we'll let you stay out here." "Again?" "I need to go somewhere." "I don't need to go somewhere." "I want to go somewhere, I want to go back over to Kathleen's." "George..." "I need you to hang out in my room while I'm gone." "I need you to listen for Robie." "If he cries, go pick him up and call me," "I'll come home immediately." "Promise." "But I'm sure he'll be fine, you'll both be fine." "Oh no, no, George, you only have another week." "You'll be fine." "I trust you." "Well, don't trust me, that's a heavy burden for a gal like me." "Too bad." "You're up to it." "You've changed your life." "You never harmed Ricky, you're sober, you've got a job." "I trust you." "Get in there." "I don't know, George," "I don't know if I can, it's too much pressure." "Get in there." "Thank you." "I won't let you down." "I know you won't." "Hi." "Hi." "Can I get a large cheese pizza, half meat lovers special please, to go?" "You got it, doll." "Just wait over there about 15 minutes." "Thanks." "Oh." "Hi." "Two nights in a row." "Yeah." "But at least this is neutral territory, huh?" "Yeah." "Sorry about last night, I wouldn't have dropped by if I had known you and Ricky were having an argument." "Oh, we weren't having an argument." "No?" "No." "We weren't having an argument, we were having a relationship." "You know how it is." "I know how it is." "So, what are you doing here?" "Where's Dylan?" "Dylan is hanging out with Adrian." "What?" "Adrian and Omar." "I'm picking up pizza for the four of us." "The divorce is official, so now we're double dating." "Wow." "Hey, we were double dating with you and Ricky last night." "That was not a date." "Speaking of dates, how's that coming, the wedding date?" "Oh, I don't know, I don't want to set a date." "I mean, I'm going to marry Ricky, I am, it's just..." "Things are too crazy right now with my family." "Well, that won't change." "Yeah, I just don't want to rush into anything." "Like I did?" "Are you talking about with us or you and Adrian?" "Both." "Neither." "No, both." "Plus Dylan." "Make it three." "What is wrong with me?" "You are a romantic." "I was a nerd a few years ago." "So was I." "Hey, Slim, your pizza's ready!" "I could wait with you, if you want." "Hey, Tom, heard you're moving." "Jack!" "Come on in." "Don't just come in, move in." "I can't, Tom, it was a good time but I can't." "I got my dad and mom to move back into town just so I can live with them, so..." "I can't." "How about I move over there?" "Your mom wants you in the house." "You drove the car?" "I'm just glad you didn't get hurt." "And I'm glad you didn't hurt anyone." "Hey, you're gonna love living in your old room again." "That's a great room." "I miss it." "You can have it." "No, really, I'm back in my old room again, and it's like being with an old friend." "You remember when you hit me with that football?" "Life is like that." "It hits you where it hurts, but a few ice packs later, you get over it and you get up again." "That was a good throw." "Yeah." "Okay, this is totally cool." "Yeah, my dad used to take me to the club all the time." "We belonged to a club, too." "We belonged to two clubs." "See, ours was much bigger than this, and giraffes roamed the fairways." "Is that true?" "No." "I was just trying to compete with you again." "Although I'm not sure that I can top, "I love your continent."" "Yeah, well, I just didn't really know what else to say." "So, how did my dad meet your mom?" "Your mom thinks he met her nine months before I was born, so why don't we just leave it at that." "Is that a lie?" "It's more an assumption." "She assumed that and we didn't correct her." "My father, I'm sorry..." "Our father, he met my mom when they were in med school." "But my father was already a doctor when he met my mother." "That's what I'm saying." "What?" "He knew my mother first." "They talked about getting married, they didn't get married, she went back home to South Africa." "And years later, they ran into each other again." "I don't know if that makes this better or worse." "Or just more complicated." "Thanks for telling me." "Sure." "Now, you tell me something that I didn't know." "Well, it's gonna be hard to top that, but" "I think my mother is interested in her ex-husband." "Yeah, I knew that." "I saw the look." "I don't really like him that much, but I feel bad for my mom, you know?" "After everything that happened with my dad, and now, she and Jeff..." "I just think she and Jeff made a mistake, you know?" "It was too soon." "What's your mother like?" "What's my mom like?" "She's amazing." "But you know who she is." "I don't know who she is." "What do you mean, I know who she is?" "You know who Oprah is, don't you?" "The lady who started all the schools in Africa?" "Your mom is Oprah?" "My father slept with Oprah Winfrey?" "I'm just joking." "Oprah never went to med school." "I know." "I'm an idiot." "Runs in the family."