"Ugh, I'm so hungover." "My head feels like it was curb stomped by a Shetland pony." "Well, you see, that's the beauty of continued drinking." "I'll never know that feeling." "Dad, where were you last night?" "You were supposed to have dinner with my fiancé," " and you never showed up." " Brooke." "Let's not play the blame game, eh?" "But if we must, it was all Jack's fault." " What?" " It's-it's an embarrassing story, but, uh.... but Jack will be happy to share it with you." "You're up, kid." "Yeah, uh, I was at... a dinner with a client, and my card got declined, and..." "No, no, no, no, that's not it at all." "No, no, what happened was," "Jack was arrested for soliciting a prostitute in the Mike Ditka steakhouse." "Yeah." "I've been so lonely since Rachel and I broke up..." "Just stop." "I had Emma hack your phone to see where you were." "Whoa." "How many bars did you guys hit?" "Were you guys chasing Ms. Pac-Man?" "This is how I keep tabs on my boyfriend." "I thought Greg might be hiding some twisted, secret life from me." "He wasn't." "Dad, Paul was really looking forward to spending some time with you." "And instead, you flaked to go boozing with Jack." "Darling, I wish there was something I could say to make you feel better." "I'm sorry." "I had no idea that Roland made plans with Paul last night." "I also had no idea that Roland was so good at riding a mechanical bull." "It's not your fault." "I've been trying so hard to get my dad to connect with Paul, and he just keeps making excuses." "I mean, Paul's invited him to a pasta making class, a Fabergé egg exhibit..." "He even got him tickets to Walking with Dinosaurs." "All great activities if Paul were an eight-year-old boy and Roland, his whimsical, British nanny." "Yeah, you're right." "They're completely different people." "I don't know what to do." "Look, why don't I invite Paul out for a drink tonight with Roland and I, and I'm sure I can help them find something in common." "Really?" "You think you can do that?" "Of course." "But I have to warn you," "I am the best wingman around, so there's a 90% chance they end up dry humping." "Yeah, it's worth the risk." "Guys, I have an emergency." "Last night, I was at that cool new underground bar where everyone shoots each other with BB guns." "You got into Welt?" "Yeah." "And I met this hottie, but when I woke up, I had three new numbers," " and I can't tell which one is theirs." " Oh, bro," "I know what that's like." "I mix up my mom's boyfriends' numbers all the time." "Give me the digits." "I'll find out." "And, Clark, is your mom being safe?" "I've always wanted a little brother, so I hope not." "Ooh, seems to be a bigger portion than usual." "It is." "I stopped eating off the plates as I carry them over from the kitchen." "And when did you quit behaving like a meth addict after a concert?" "Well, I had my yearly physical, and I'm in much worse shape than my last yearly physical eight years ago." "So I'm on a diet now." "It's been hard, but I stuck to it, and I'm pretty proud of myself." " How long has it been?" " An hour." "So, Jack, now, this mystery guest that's gonna be joining us." "I have to warn you, the last time I played this game," "I ended up paying 18 years of child support." "Oh." "How is Vincenzo?" "Molto bene, Jack." "But come on, give me a clue." "Who's it gonna be, hey?" "Jack, Roland." "It's me." "It's Paul." "Um, Paul, I'm so sorry." " No, please, this seat is-is taken." " Oh." "We're expecting a mystery guest." "Oh." "Okay, so I tracked the three phone numbers to these three people." "Yes." "That's Damien on the left." "I'm gonna shoot him a text." "You sure?" "Kendall looks way more exciting." "Well, do you know what's really exciting?" "Predictability." "That's why you should go with Ted." "Ugh." "Only if you want some guy who gets all judgy when you do whippets at his church." "Emma, we get it." "You're bored with your boyfriend." "Don't give up on all the nice guys, because there's a great one right in front of you." "Ted." "Can we get back to Damien?" "Ew." "Ted looks like a guy who brags about working at State Farm." "Because it's a great company!" "Well, you convinced me, Paul." "Competitive kite flying is just like when Roland's parachute didn't open over the Columbia Gorge." "Roland, did you know Paul is also into photography?" "Really?" "I spent five years capturing the brutal conflict in the Sudan." "What do you shoot?" "Mostly babies coming out of produce." "Check it out." "I fit these triplets into a summer squash." "That is infinitely more disturbing than anything I've ever photographed." "Here you go, fellas." "Two whiskeys, and a light beer for Paul." "Actually, I-I ordered the light beer." "Because I'm secretly a sorority pledge." "But, Paul, you should enjoy your bourbon that you definitely ordered." "It's actually a Scotch, Jack." "You can tell by the color." "Looks like a..." "Glen MacManus 18." "25." "We're not on a spring break." "But, um, very keen eye, Paul." "I didn't know you were a Scotch man." "My grandfather owned a distillery." "Well, what do you know?" "My grandfather drowned in a distillery." "Look at you two bonding over Scotch." "And nothing else." "I'll get another round in, shall I?" "I really shouldn't have another drink, Jack." "Plus, me and my bro signed up for a sunrise pottery class." "Gotcha." "It's just gonna be me." "Look, this is why you came out tonight." "If you want to bond with Roland, you need to drink." "Don't think of it as peer pressure." "It's just what you have to do to be liked." "I never thought it would happen to me, but there I was, in the bathroom with two stewardesses." "One of them grabs me by the shoulder, the other one pushes me against the wall and says, âSir, please take your seat." "You are having a panic attack.â" "Yes." "I have a very similar story but with a totally different ending." "Has Brooke ever mentioned her half brother Vincenzo?" "Good one." "Next round's on me." "I'm beginning to understand what the kids mean when they say they like something âironically.â" "See?" "He's not so bad." "Oh, I suppose if I get drunk enough for the rest of my life, I could tolerate him." "Now you're talking like a father-in-law." "Come on, let's get Brainy Smurf home." "Hmm." "Where'd he go?" "Eddie, have you seen Paul?" "This doesn't count." "It's my cheat day." "I know Paul's not answering the phone, but is this really necessary?" "Look, we'll both feel better knowing he got home." "I'm sure he's in there doing typical drunken guy stuff, like poaching a chicken for tomorrow." "Jack?" "Dad?" "W-What's going on?" "Where's Paul?" "That's a great question, and one which Jack will happily answer right now." "You're up, kid." "Uh, Paul was getting cold during our bros' night, and so we swung by to get his scarf." "No, no, no, that's not it at all." "No, Paul specifically asked for his coat." "Sure." "This is not how improv works." "You're wrong, Jack." "Well, this one's a bit heavy, but it should work." "Wait, why didn't Paul come up to get his own coat?" "That's a great question, which Roland will answer right now." "Roland?" "You're up, kid." "We got Paul so drunk that he's wandering the streets of Chicago by himself." "It's funny 'cause it's not true." "Well, clearly you're up to some shenanigans." "I'm glad you're having a good time, but, uh, please don't actually let Paul drink too much, okay?" "His allergy medicine and alcohol do not mix well." "Last month, he had a glass of wine, blacked out and signed up for three years of sunrise pottery classes." "Thanks, Jack." "You're welcome." "We lost Paul." "Wow, you guys got here quick." "Oh, we were already here working so hard on that hiking guide." "No, these guys are helping me pick which hottie to ask out." "Huh." "Th-There's two men and a woman." "Hold on." "So, this means, in fact, that you are... bi..." "Lingual?" "Sí, claro." "I'm fluent in Spanish." "Right, right, right, I mean, but you're also bi..." "Racial?" "Mm, sort of." "My grandfather was Dutch." "Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, fun stuff, but, uh... you're also bi..." "Coastal, no." "I've spent my whole life here in Chicago." "Where I have sex with both men and women." "Jack, I'm bisexual." "Wow." "Mason... thank you for trusting me." "Did they know?" " Of course." " Obvi." "Time to get woke, bro." "You are so brave." "I just want you to know, I'm an ally." "I go to a predominantly gay gym." " Stop." " Uh..." "And I enjoy the attention." "Anyway, we got an emergency, uh," "I got Paul super drunk, and now he's wandering somewhere in the city, not answering his phone." "Emma, do you think you can use your hacking skills to find his location, like you did with Roland and me?" "I don't know." "That could take me hours to..." "He's the blue dot." "Oh, my God." "He's in the most dangerous place in the city of Chicago." "The South Side?" "No." "Worse." "Listen, you knocked up bitch, if you're gonna eat for two, you'd better tip for two." "Ah, the world-famous Wieners Circle." "Where the customer is always right... on the verge of tears." "Jack âthe Skankâ Gordon." "I thought I smelled genital antibiotics." "Oh, Val, it was a small price to pay for our passionate night together." "Cut the small talk, Bruce Wayne." "Why don't you and Alfred order, then go back to doing hand stuff in the Batcave?" "Did she just refer to me as your butler?" "Excuse me, madam, it should be clear that I am the wealthy one." "Then why did I just see your janky ass pull up in an UberPool?" "Don't you throw shade at me, missy, or I'll buy the next-door lot, build a tower, and then throw shade literally back at you." "Val, we're looking for a friend." "He's pretty drunk." "You probably described him as âBanana Republic bitchâ or, uh, âgay Tom Hanks.â" "Oh, you mean Paul?" "Yeah, he left his phone here." " He did?" "Can we have it?" " Hold up." "Is this crumpet muncher his future father-in-law?" "Yeah." "Why?" "You said you can only stand him when you're drunk." "Why you so mean, you Downton Abbey bitch?" "He must have heard us at the bar." "Why don't you Brexit, Susan Boyle?" "Or this won't be pretty." "I'll tell you what's not pretty, baby girl, those fake-ass nails." "What, Jack?" "They're ratchet." "Found Paul's phone." "Emma, see if there's any clues on here about where he might be." "Roland and I will keep looking." "And not a word to Brooke." "Oh, and, uh, love wins." "Jack would have made a really good supportive mom in 1998." "You think you can hack into it?" "I don't know." "This thing's hella encrypted." "I'll try my best." "Done." "Crap, it's Brooke." "âHey, sweetie." "Hope you got your jacket.â" "We better answer it, or she's gonna think something's up." "âThanks, baby." "You're the best.â" "There." ""âYou must be so hot right nowâ"" "Whoa, Brooke." "Naughty much?" "Two can spit this game." "âYeah, so hot I'm on fire.â" ""âMaybe you should take something offâ"" "Oh, she thirsty." "Parched." "âI wish you could take it off for me.â" "Wh-What are you guys doing?" "We're sexting Brooke." "Oh, my God, we're sexting Brooke!" "Ew!" "I don't want it either!" "Crap, she replied back!" "âI can't picture it being that hard.â" "What does that mean?" "It can only mean one thing." "Brooke wants a picture of his penis." "Hey, you guys find Paul yet?" "No." "We checked the nearest police station, hospital, and Jo-Ann Fabrics." "He'd been to all three but none today." "That's all right." "You may not have succeeded, but you tried for almost two hours, and that's what really matters." "You're back to eating off your customers' plates again, aren't you?" "Yeah." "Joe?" "Roland, we-we don't have time for a drink." "All the Color Me Mines will be letting out in five minutes." "We can't just leave Paul out there." "Counterpoint:" "yes, we can." "Paul is your future son-in-law, and he's out there because you insulted him." "Seriously, what is your problem with him?" "You want to know what my problem is?" "He's not you." "Yeah, I'm also smoking again." "Guys, Brooke's waiting." "We need to sack up and pick a penis." "What about that sensible one, peeking out of those khakis?" "Now, that's a trouser champ that'll bring you soup when you're sick." "I don't know." "It's just so... safe." "How 'bout this bad boy, with the five o'clock shadow and the squint?" "Guys, we're not trying to pick the perfect penis for us..." "We're trying to pick the perfect penis for Paul." "You know what, I'm calling it." "We're going with... that one." "And sent." "Guys, we really crushed this." "Jack would be proud." "And so would Paul." "What do you mean I'm not Paul?" "I mean Brooke deserves someone strong, like you." "Someone-someone who'll challenge her and isn't afraid to challenge me." "Paul is like... if they made marshmallows less spicy." "Well, people are strong in different ways." "My close, bisexual friend Mason, for example, he shows strength every single day." "Jack, you know just what I mean." "I've seen how you and Brooke bring out the best in each other." "Paul isn't like that." "The man doesn't fight for what he wants." "But then again, maybe you don't either." "Well, I hate to break it to you, but Brooke's made her choice." "And whether you like it or not," "Paul is here to stay." "Where is my fiancé?" "Unless we've lost him forever." "Sorry, Jack." "We sent the wrong penis." "There are no wrong penises." "I can't believe you lost Paul." "And did you honestly think I wouldn't recognize my own fiancé's penis?" "Honestly, we just assumed you two banged in the dark." "Yeah, that-that's pretty on brand." "But everyone loves in their own way." "And that's okay." "I can't believe you would pressure Paul to drink." "You know he wasn't supposed to mix alcohol with his medication." "Ah, yes, but, in our defense, we lost him way before we had that information." "Dad, why can't you just accept the man I love?" "You've never even given him a chance." "I could track where he's been using his credit cards." "But even for the best hackers, that could take..." "Got it." "Looks like he just used an ATM at Orchard and Halsted." "I know where he's going." "To express his feelings through song." "That's definitely on brand." "And that was âPiano Man.â" "And I'm sorry for all the profanity." "Gotcha!" "I'm not sorry." "I'm furious with my future father-in-law." "No, it's worse than I thought." "He's deep in the Billy Joel catalog." "Speak of the devil." "Fans, if you really want to know who did start the fire, he's standing right over there!" "Come on, come on." "Let's get you out of here before you pay any more tribute to that swine who stole Christie Brinkley from me." "Do you not even recognize this place?" "I brought you here to ask your permission" " to propose to Brooke." " Well, to be honest," "I don't really remember most of my own proposals." "Y-You know what your answer was?" "âI'll think about itâ" Who says that?" "I have to put an end to this." "Wait." "I'll tell you who says that, a protective father who thinks his daughter is worth just a little bit more than the kind of man who spends his free time photographing infants emerging from gourds." "How dare you bring âMunchkins in Melonsâ into this?" "!" "I told you" "I'd continue to think about it, and I will continue to think about it until you've proved to me that you're the kind of man who deserves my daughter." "Will someone stop this bloody stage?" "!" "You know what?" "Forget it." "I don't care anymore." "I don't want or need your approval." "Oh, is that so?" "Oh, it is so." "Because all that matters is that I love Brooke, and and I will do everything in the world to protect her and make her happy." "And I dare you," "I dare you to try and stop me." "You seriously have the balls to sit there and say that... almost to my face?" "!" "Because... that is exactly what I wanted to hear." "Wow, you did it." "You actually brought them closer together." "And all it took was a $300 bar tab and a citywide manhunt." "Thanks." "I'm starting to see why my dad likes you so much." "Brooke, everyone likes me." "Oh, my gosh." "This is incredible." "You two, together, out in a booth." "2017, people!" "We all had a hand in this, and it got better!"