"What?" "Hello." "There's..." "Don't you worry." "It's only me." "There is no such thing as only you, Kimberly." "Mm?" "Boy, this is bizarre." "It's not my birthday." "Mnh-mnh." "You're not holding a cake." "Mm." "You lock the door?" "No." "Oh!" "Oh, gosh." "Oh." "Oh." "I am so sorry." "I'm so sorry!" "Justin, is the bar set up for the lunch rush?" "Uh, you know, not yet." "I was looking for olives, but we're out, uh, so I was just trying to get some." "Well, you know, time's wasting', so chop chop." "Yep." "Be right there." "All right." "Oh!" "That ignorant, small-minded, friggin' Neanderthal!" "Well, technically, it's pronounced "neander-tall."" "And you must have finally met our very own Giddrick Reischel." "Huh." "Yeah." "I-I-I foolishly listened to his stupid, right-wing, call-in show last night on the way home from work, and it was filled with l..." "I mean filled with lies... lies about global warming, lies about immigration, lies about health care." "And so right now in the hallway, I-I-I ran into him, and I thought I would set him straight about a few facts." "Oh, Nora." "You can't believe the vile things he said to me." "Well, you can't take it personally." "He's like that with everybody." "How can I not take it personally?" "He called my show "ask madam Mao."" "Ooh!" "Would you care for some coffee?" "No." "No, thank you." "Um, look, sit down." "Take a breath." "Now do you know who the two biggest advertisers are on his show?" "Haven't a clue." "Laser beam home security systems and herbal-firm male potency pills." "Ah." "Now as a trained psychotherapist, that tells me two things about him and his audience..." "Paranoid personality type with accompanying morbid insecurity disorder." "Talking to you always makes me feel better." "Oh." "That's what friends are for, right?" "Right." "Okay." "You know, I was just reading here in the paper, there's a-a documentary about Leonard Bernstein on public television tonight." "Oh, my God." "I have been in love with him since I was 20." "Well, would you like to come over and watch it with me?" "At your house?" "Yeah." "I-I just got this, uh, this big screen television." "I mean, we'll be able to see the entire orchestra." "Well, how could I say no?" "What time?" "Well, it starts at 10:00, so, uh, 9:45?" "Perfect." "Perfect." "He invited you at 9:45 for a 10:00 TV show?" "Well, he's a shrink." "Maybe he's only comfortable in 45-minute increments." "I know you wanna take this to the next level." "I don't think that even counts as a level." "That's like the elevator stalled between floors." "We did agree to be friends early on." "Mom, you love your job." "You enjoy Karl's company." "If you get into a romantic relationship, and one of you gets hurt, then you've lost a friend and screwed up your work situation." "What if he is actually the man of my dreams, and... and I miss my chance?" "You know what?" "I'm in over my head." "Why don't you ask Sarah?" "Well, I can't ask Sarah." "If this deal goes through, then she'll be my boss." "She'll be his boss." "Mom, I gotta go." "I'm sorry." "I'm hosting lunch, and I've accidentally overbooked the reservations." "Where's Saul?" "Wine convention, Napa." "And since this is Justin's first double shift behind the bar, and I clearly have no idea what I'm doing," "Scotty's a little freaked out." "Honey, well, just pretend you have people skills." "Uh, I-I gotta go." "Talk to you later." "Bye, mom." "Um, Angie, have you met my brother Kevin?" "Uh, nice to meet you." "Nice to meet you." "My God, your hands are cold." "You okay?" "We were in the walk-in cooler for a while." "Getting beer." "Yeah." "It can take a while." "You don't want to startle the beer by moving it too fast." "I should get back to the kitchen." "I'll come with you." "Talk to you later." "Bye, sweetie." "Talk to you later." "Luc, um... hey." "I couldn't find a number of the notary that we used for the Maris media proffer, so I was scrolling down the calls from last week, and I came across "Gabriela Laurent."" "Why didn't you tell me that your mother called?" "It slipped my mind." "O-okay." "Uh, uh, what did she say?" "She wants to come for a visit." "What did you tell her?" "The truth." "It's not a good time for me." "You told her not to come?" "I gotta finish my sketches for the Shanghai mural by next week." "Okay?" "I-I thought you were almost done with those." "They're really great, by the way." "Look, she's not a part of my life." "I've set it up that way." "That's the way I like it." "No, I-I know." "It's just, Luc, what if I want to meet her?" "Can we talk about this later?" "I wish you would tell me why you feel so strongly." "I'm completely..." "Sarah, there's nothing more to talk about." "Answer the phone." "Hey, mom." "Just, uh, wait a sec." "Sarah, did you listen to my show this morning?" "Because I think I really hit it out of the park." "Did you hear the call from the guy from Oxnard who doesn't get on with his mother?" "No, I didn't." "Five minutes in, and he's bawling like a baby." "Bawling." "What did you say?" "Sarah, honey, if you're planning on buying the station," "I really think you should take an interest in it." "Mom, I'm interested." "I'm asking you, what did you say to the guy to make him cry?" "Well, I can't describe it to you." "You had to be there." "I gotta come in later to meet the station manager..." "Norbert." "I'll listen to it then, okay?" "Um..." "You know what, honey?" "Would you mind asking him if the company happens to have a policy about workplace relationships?" "Why?" "Is somebody screwing somebody?" "No, no." "Nothing like that." "Just a-a girl in accounting was wondering." "Why don't you ask him yourself?" "Well, I-I, um..." "Oh, mom, I gotta go." "I got a notary here." "Sarah." "Sarah, never mind." "Don't ask about the policy thing." "So just forget about it." "Okay." "Ah." "Hello." "Come in." "Sarah?" "Yeah." "It's me..." "Gabriela." "You must call me maman." "Oh." "Wow." "Wow!" "Oh." "Oh." "That... you..." "Wow." "Oh." "Oh, my... oh!" "Wow." "Oh!" "Gabriela, Luc... uh, s'il vous plait?" "¿Por favor?" "Shh." "Sarah, as a mother, I'm sure you understand that sometimes you miss your children so much..." "You just cannot stay away from them." "Oh, totally." "And when I heard from his cousin Albert he was getting married, my only desire was come here and meet Sarah." "Oh!" "Oh, that... that's so sweet." "Well, I've been dying to meet you, too." "Oh." "Merci." "Luc told me how busy he is, so I went ahead and booked a hotel room." "*** oh, no, no, no, no." "You don't have to do that." "You know what?" "Yes, we have to do that." "My kids are staying with their dad this week, so you can take my daughter's room." "Sarah, no." "No, no, no, no." "Sarah, I would rather die before I distract my genius son from his work." "Well, let me at least take you." "It's the least I can do." "I've just got a couple of small business errands I've gotta run." "Actually, you should come with me." "You could meet my mother." "What?" "You're so lovely." "Thank you." "Ah." "Oh, I'm so glad I came, Sarah." "We're gonna have a great time." "Ohh!" "I just sat my first two patrons." "Yeah, I saw that." "You put them at a 4-top instead of a deuce." "You can't do that when we're overbooked." "You only put 2 people at a 4-top when there are no empty deuces." "Oh, and I need you to tell everybody on the floor we're eighty-six on the Dover sole." "Okay," "I have no idea what you're talking about right now, but I'm incredibly turned on." "Well, apparently, both of you Walker boys find restaurant work arousing." "You know about Justin?" "Yeah, I caught him making out in the storage room this morning." "Oh, my God." "He's dedicated." "Yeah." "He finished up his hanky-panky in the walk-in cooler." "I just hope he knows what he's doing." "That Kimberly girl is a little wacky." "I thought her name was Angie." "Angie... my sous-chef?" "No wonder she keeps disappearing." "Who's Kimberly?" "Kimberly's the waitress with the southern accent and the gun collection." "Are you serious?" "Yeah." "You need to talk to him." "Tell him to knock it off." "I can't have him two-timing my staff." "How many guns?" "I don't know." "She's from Texas." "Kevin, you gotta get out there." "Okay, wish me luck." "If you see Angie, tell her I need her in the kitchen now." "All right." "You might wanna hide the knives." "Portugal... yeah." "I've always wanted to go there." "I lived in Paris most of my life, but I still have the strong bond to my home country." "You know, Luc never mentioned he's half-Portuguese." "I'd be surprised to hear that he mentions anything about me at all." "I'm sorry." "Luc doesn't approve the life I've led." "That's why I'm here... to see if I can repair what's broken with us, to meet Sarah..." "And to give them my blessing." "But he just pushes me away." "Oh, God." "I know how painful that is." "Look, my son Tommy and I went through a very rough patch." "But listen, with a little patience and a big nudge from Sarah and me, maybe we can help you and Luc work this out." "That'll make me so happy." "Let's go find Sarah." "I'm sure she's out of her meeting by now." "I used up too much of your time already." "Look, I'll get my luggage and take a taxi back to the hotel." "Hotel?" "Yeah, Luc doesn't want me interrupting his work." "That's okay." "It's better that way, that I give him some air." "No, no, no, no, no, no." "There will be no hotels and there will be no taxis." "I really want you to be a guest at my house..." "I have plenty of room..." "and for as long as you like." "Oh, you are so kind." "I do have one little engagement this evening, but that'll give you time to get unpacked and settled." "And who is that adorable man?" "Karl." "That's..." "Karl." "Dr. Karl west." "He's a psychotherapist." "Ooh." "I always fall in love with my analysts." "There is just something about them, you know?" "Uh, you know, the..." "The engagement I have this evening is with Karl." "Oh, you're lovers!" "No." "No?" "Not exactly." "Not exactly?" "Maybe." "Maybe?" "I'm not sure." "I am sure." "You cannot let the handsome doctor get away." "Come on." "Don't be silly." "Women are friends with women, men are friends with men, and gay persons are friends with everybody." "Well, I don't know if I think that's completely true, but there is the bigger issue, that Karl and I work together." "I don't understand what you mean." "Well, mixing business with pleasure is frowned upon." "Only Americans find an excuse to frown on pleasure." "It's crazy." "All right, let me be completely honest with you." "Look, you've had three marriages and lots of lovers." "Mm." "I-I just don't think you've experienced much rejection in your life, and once you reach a certain age, it's scary to stick your wrinkly old neck out there again." "If it scares you, then you should probably do it." "Ah." "And I have experienced in my life very painful rejection from my only son." "So I do know it." "Oh, Gabriela, I'm so sorry." "I've had three husbands." "You've had five children." "So please help me." "Give me an advice." "Okay, first of all, you and Luc aren't gonna solve anything until you can spend some time together and talk." "Let's invite Luc and Sarah over for dinner tonight." "Tonight?" "Yes, tonight." "The sooner, the better." "Here... neutral territory." "I'll help you cook, and then I'll slip away and go see Karl, and the three of you can have some serious time together." "But what if he won't come?" "He will come." "I'll talk to Sarah." "Now when Luc was small, what was the one dish you would cook for him that was his absolute favorite?" "Moroccan." "Yeah." "He loved Moroccan food." "And I used to cook for him all the time morn food." "He was very little, 7 or 8, but he used to love it." "Then Moroccan it is." "Yes!" "Okay, tell me what we need." "And someone named Jennifer called, twice, on the reservation line." "Jennifer?" "Mm." "You have a last name?" "Uh, no." "Why, is there more than one Jennifer?" "There can never be enough Jennifers." "Okay, you know what?" "You're actually now out of control." "You are multi-tonguing two different women behind every closed door in this restaurant." "Now you have Jennifers coming out of your ears." "You wanna tell me what's going on?" "I don't know what's going on." "I'm not doing anything different." "It feels like I'm in a "Girls Gone Wild" video." "Oh, come on." "No, I'm serious." "I'm not even hitting on these girls." "They're just coming on to me." "It's like I'm giving off, like... like a musk or something..." "Or the army did some breeding experiment on me." "It's awesome." "Would you listen to yourself?" "Kevin, there's something going on." "I don't know what it is, but I'm certainly not gonna stop it." "You have to stop, okay?" "Because you've had your fun." "No." "Okay?" "I haven't had my fun." "Look, Captain happy is finally remembering" "What it's like to be single." "You named your penis Captain Happy?" "Will the straight clichés ever end?" "Oh, I don't know." "Why don't you ask little big man?" "I can't believe I told you that." "You didn't tell me." "You told Tommy, and then Tommy told me." "Here's the thing..." "Scotty is freaking out there's gonna be some kind of catfight in the dish room, okay?" "Tell him not to be nervous." "All right?" "I have this figured out." "Angie works lunches, and Kimberly now works the dinner shift." "They're never gonna cross paths." "Is it too much to ask you schedule your hookups on your own time?" "Oh, Kev..." "No, that's fine." "That's fair." "Thank you." "I forget." "What was Tommy's?" "The magnificent seven." "Yeah, right." "He wishes." "I just bought a 7-pound leg of lamb because Gabriela told me to, and three boxes of couscous." "She is going to make" "Luc's favorite Moroccan dinner tonight." "Oh, mom, that is a great idea." "Have you ever asked him why he's so resentful of her?" "Oh, he's so vague about it." ""She is self-centered, she's overly dramatic."" "It's nothing we all haven't been through." "Excuse me?" "That came out wrong." "Yeah." "Do you think you can get him to come?" "Absolutely." "Mom, it's a serious red flag for me when a man doesn't get along with his mother." "It is not a healthy sign." "Honey, you know Dr. Karl, at the station?" "Oh, yeah." "I met him this afternoon." "Nice guy." "He wrote this really wonderful, wonderful article about how men often seek to recreate their maternal relationships by the women they choose to marry." "It's so interesting." "You gotta get me that." "I will." "So 7:30 tonight, okay?" "Okay." "Okay, mom." "We'll see you then." "Who are we seeing?" "Mom." "She invited us to dinner tonight." "And who is "us"?" "You and me..." "And your mother." "Unh-unh." "No." "I'm way too busy tonight." "Oh, come on, Luc." "She's traveled so far to see us, and she's making your favorite Moroccan dinner." "You've gotta go." "Oh, this is typical." "I don't like Moroccan food." "She likes Moroccan food." "She doesn't even cook, Sarah." "Luc, you're gonna have to talk to her sooner or later." "Let's just go over there tonight..." "If I'm done with all my work, then I'll go." "Okay?" "Okay." "Okay." "We don't have to be there right at 7:30." "We... we... we could go later." "Gabriela?" "Gabriela?" "I'm back." "In here!" "Well, I thought you were gonna start chopping the onions, at least preheat the oven." "We have a huge, big lamb roast to cook." "Wow." "Look at this." "I borrowed some little things from outside, some little things from upstairs, and voilà!" "What do you think?" "It looks like a Bedouin tent." "Yes." "I wanted to make it as romantic as possible." "For Luc and Sarah?" "No!" "I have a surprise for you." "Karl called." "His television cable went kaput, so he was asking if he could come here to watch your television, and I told him yes, of course." "Isn't that perfect?" "It's gonna be a party!" "Oh, no, no, no, no." "Look, it isn't a party." "No, this is serious." "Oh, nothing is so serious that you cannot enjoy yourself while you're doing it." "Well, you can't mix Leonard Bernstein and the... and the queen of the gypsies." "Hey." "What are you so mad at me for?" "I didn't kaput his television." "Well, you should not have told him to come without talking to me first." "Oh, fine." "Good." "Okay." "You call him." "You tell him not to come." "That would be rude." "Yeah, and also be stupid, because you love him." "Oh." "This roast is gonna take at least two and a half hours to cook." "That means we won't be eating till almost 10:00, and the only appetizers we have are olives and dates." "No candles." "Oh, well, try the pantry, right over there." "Oh, oh, 10:00 is perfect." "Oh, look, Gabriela, this..." "this whole thing has gone haywire." "I-I think we have to go back to the original plan." "The whole point of this was so you can Luc could sit down, spend some time together, and sort things out, and Karl and I could have a nice, quiet evening together." "Yeah, of course, but, look, we cannot just jump into the heavy talk." "We should keep things light at first." "Ahh!" "What?" "You have absinthe." "Oh, my God." "That thing must be 10 or 15 years old." "I forgot it was even in there." "Do you know, Nora, I'm gonna make my famous absinthe tea." "And do you know the secret of my absinthe tea?" "No." "There is no tea in it!" "W-when did you tell Karl to get here?" "00." "Oh, no!" "I haven't had time to change." "I smell like lamb fat, for God sakes!" "No, you look great." "You're a natural beauty." "You're fantastic." "Voilà." "Let's go." "Let's go and meet your man." "Come on." "Come on." "It's good." "Hi." "Hi." "Come on in." "Thank you." "It's a beautiful house." "This is... this is for you." "Thank you." "Sure." "Um, Karl, um... mm-hmm." "I would like you to meet my friend, Gabriela Laurent." "Hi." "Enchante." "I am so... speechless." "Gabriela Laurent... uh, "la Rhapsodie de la chair"..." "Is one of my favorite films." "I can't believe you know my film." "Well, I'm a bit of a francophile and a cinephile, so I've seen all of the French new wave." "I can't believe I'm actually standing here, talking to the Gabriela Laurent." "Oh." "You were in a film?" "Yeah, when I was very young." "A director discovered me at a little café on Saint-Germain." "What's the name of the film?" ""La Rhapsodie de la chair"..." ""the rhapsody of the flesh."" "Yeah." "Oh." "So let's all get in, and I'll make you both a drink." "What a wonderful surprise." "Wonderful surprise!" "Angie!" "Hey." "Hi." "I didn't..." "I didn't know you were working tonight." "Yeah, I'm covering for Nick." "Yeah, I..." "I brought you some hot tea for your throat." "I put honey and... and lemon in it." "Uh, for... for my throat?" "Yeah." "Kevin said you were coming down with the flu." "Oh, he did?" "No, no, no." "He totally has me confused with someone else." "So you're not getting a cold sore?" "A cold..." "No!" "I'm not getting a cold sore." "No." "My lips are totally fine." "Oh!" "Okay." "That's a relief." "Yeah." "You know, a hundred years ago, people believed that..." "that absinthe could drive you insane." "Well, if that's true, then you're here to cure us." "Mm." "Well, don't worry about me." "I think people should go a little crazy now and then." "Hello?" "Oh." "Hi." "Hello." "Wow." "This... this is nice." "Sarah, where's Luc?" "Oh." "Uh, Luc had a lot of work." "He's really sorry he couldn't make it." "No, Gabriela." "Gabriela, we can do this again tomorrow night." "He just can't stand to be in the same room with me." "Oh, no." "No, no." "That... that... that's not true." "Wh-what have I done for him to despise me so much?" "He doesn't." "He does not despise you." "He's gonna come around." "He's gonna come around." "Mom's right." "He... he... he's gonna come around." "You'll see." "Gabriela, listen." "I want you to take a deep breath, okay?" "Now you're amongst friends, okay?" "If there's anything we can do to help you, you just say so." "There you go." "Better?" "What did you say to them?" "!" "Nothing." "Kevin, I'm doing my job." "I'm being friendly." "What happened?" "I had a party of four women waiting for a table." "When I go to seat them, all of a sudden, they're no longer hungry." "They wanna eat peanuts at the bar." "Okay." "So now I'm losing customers." "Justin, this has to stop." "Yeah." "You guys act like I can control this." "Justin?" "Hey." "Are you okay?" "Yeah." "Do you have a fever?" "Oh, let me feel your forehead, you poor baby." "Kimberly, I'm fine." "Thank you." "I don't know." "You feel a little warm to me." "Then again, I think you always run a little hot." "Ooh!" "Uh, Kimberly, you know what?" "Table seven..." "Uh, Angie, would you mind going to the storeroom..." "Needs, uh, more water right now." "Thank you." "Getting me some lentils?" "Thanks." "Great." "Go home." "What?" "You heard me." "Out of here." "Look, that fever thing is Kevin's fault." "Take over the bar." "What?" "!" "Justin, leave through the back door and don't speak to anyone." "Scotty, you're acting like this is my fault." "Go!" "Okay." "Way to go, Captain Happy." "Now!" "Mom, why is Dr. Karl here?" "It's a long story." "Well, I'm glad he came." "He put Gabriela back in a party mood, though this absinthe probably didn't hurt." "Why are you cooking?" "I thought she was making dinner." "She was in charge of the couscous." "Ew." "I rest my case." "I may not be a French film star, but I guess I'm good for something." "Luc, never mentioned anything to me about a film." "If Dr. Karl hadn't have brought it up, I would never have known." "I think he's attracted to her." "Oh." "It's just my luck." "I finally find a man I'm interested in, and "the rhapsody of the flesh" shows up." "You're interested in Dr. Karl?" "Mom, why didn't you tell me?" "Well, I didn't wanna put you in an awkward situation." "You're practically my boss." "Oh, for God sake, mom, don't worry about that." "Have you told him how you feel?" "No." "No." "Well, not in so many words." "Has he told you?" "He invited me to watch a television program with him tonight, but it doesn't look like that's gonna happen." "No, mom, get out there." "Stake your claim." "I have a lamb to baste and a pot of couscous to make." "Mom, I will baste, and I will couscous." "Go on." "You go out and have fun." "You might want to hurry up." "Oh, Nora!" "I am feeling so much better." "You know, your friend, Dr. Karl..." "Helping me a lot." "I'm so glad." "Yeah." "So now you come and dance with me." "Come on." "Oh, no." "No." "You're... you're really welcome to join us as we watch the Leonard Bernstein program..." "With us." "It's... it's..." "it's almost ready to start." "Is it that time already?" "Oh, my goodness." "Well, I-I, you know, I feel..." "I feel terrible." "I don't wanna break up this wonderful party for my... my t-television show." "But maybe you and I could watch, uh, Leonard Bernstein together some other time?" "Of course." "Of course." "I was hoping you'd say that." "Nora?" "Yeah?" "Now you and I will dance for Karl." "Oh, boy, that sounds like fun." "No." "Nora, Nora, please." "Please." "No, no, no." "Nora, Nora, no, no, no." "Please, please." "Come on." "Come on." "Come on." "I'll dance, Nora." "I'll dance if you will." "Please." "I have a lamb to look at." "Nora!" "I'll teach you!" "Oh." "I quit." "She wins." "I can't compete with that." "I'm not exotic or sexy or European." "Mom, don't give up." "Just go out there and..." "and... and you be you." "Mm." "It's fine." "It's fine." "I'll just stay in here and baste and stir and hope that Karl notices me for my cooking." "Mom, you listen to me." "This is what's gonna happen..." "I am gonna go out there," "I am gonna lure Gabriela away from Dr. Karl..." "Yeah." "Then you come in and you make your move." "I have no move." "Buck up!" "Where is Nora?" "She's missing all the fun." "I don't understand her and all this rules about how you can't mix business and pleasures and you can only be friends with a man you work with." "She said that?" "Mm-hmm." "Isn't that crazy?" "Well..." "Hey, Sarah!" "Come." "Dance with us." "Oh, you know, I would love to, but we've run out of your fabulous absinthe tea, so I was hoping that you could come back and mix up another batch." "Oh, no." "We're not out." "We have the whole pitcher right here." "Where's Nora?" "Yes." "Tell her to come and dance with us." "I'll see if I can find her." "Sarah." "What the hell is going on here?" "What are you doing here?" "I came to pick up my phone charger, and I-I figured mom would be asleep, but she's in the kitchen half-sloshed, looking like someone died." "And don't look now, but who is the woman doing the dance of the seven veils on our coffee table?" "Okay." "Listen to me." "I need your help." "I know this sounds weird, but I need you to go in there and get her away from him, okay?" "Just distract her." "What do you mean, distract her?" "Just go with it!" "Okay, Sarah, what are you talk... s..." "Mom." "W-what are you doing?" "A little lamb died for no good reason." "Mom, you gotta pull yourself together." "You-you're gonna go out there, and you tell him how you feel." "I feel..." "like an idiot." "Mom, he has come over here to see you, okay?" "So you go out there and you talk to him." "He's by himself." "The coast is clear." "Nora?" "Sorry." "Um, there's someone at the front door, Nora." "I'll get it." "Are you okay?" "You... you... you disappeared." "Just doing some cooking." "Oh, I-I feel terrible." "I mean, you've been in here slaving away, and we've been out there, you know, kicking up our heels." "You're just doing your job, helping a woman in distress." "Well, I'm here to help you now." "Okay?" "So let's put this on." "You tell me... what I can..." "I think this, uh, absinthe interferes with motor..." "Functions." "Oh." "Okay." "Thank you." "Oh, no!" "No." "No." "No." "I-I-I di..." "I didn't see that coming." "Oh, my God." "It's just that I thought you just wanted to be friends." "Oh, my God." "Oh, my God." "Oh, my God." "No." "Justin!" "Justin?" "Justin, what the hell are you doing?" "!" "You told me to go with it." "This is Luc's mother." "What?" "!" "Why didn't you tell me it's..." "Luc..." "Sarah and Nora asked me to come and talk to you." "I didn't want to, but I thought I would try one more time." "And here you are." "You could not give me a real family when I was growing up, and now that I finally found one, you come here and you tear it apart." "Luc, I came here to be with your family, not tear it apart." "You have no idea how to be in a family!" "You can't be part of anything that is not completely about you!" "I don't want you in this family!" "Luc..." "Hey, mom." "It's, uh, it's Justin." "And I just wanna let you know that I put everyone's keys in the breakfast nook 'cause I didn't want anyone driving." "And I hope you're all feeling better this morning." "And again, I'm really, really sorry about last night." "All right." "Love you, mom." "Bye." "Hey." "Kevin told me, uh, things got pretty wild at your mom's." "Yeah." "Apparently, Sarah's pretty pissed." "I know." "Aw, man." "Justin, um, is everything okay?" "Yeah." "God, look, it's just, I..." "I feel like I've been under such stress and that I'm finally able to be myself and... and relax a little bit for the first time in a long time." "And, you know, I don't know, I got a little carried away, and I didn't stop and think how it could affect other people, like you." "So..." "Scotty, I'm sorry." "I appreciate that." "And not to be a hypocritical boss, but I am officially putting a moratorium on workplace hookups." "I endorse that 100%, and I will come clean with Angie and Kimberly." "Good." "You know about, um, her gun collection, right?" "Gun collection?" "Kimberly." "Gun, like, real?" "Real." "Wow." "Oh." "Oh." "Hi." "You're awake." "Yeah." "Good morning." "I thought maybe you could use a cup of coffee." "Oh, thank you very much." "Here." "I know I sure can." "Uh, here are your car keys." "Oh, great." "Okay." "Nora." "Nora, please." "I need to explain about..." "No, you don't." "You don't need to explain anything." "Look, I value our friendship very much, and I love working with you." "I-I hope you can just forget about that stupid move of mine in there." "It was completely inappropriate." "Lis... could you... could you just sit down, please?" "Look, Nora," "I was under the apparently mistaken impression that you were committed to our relationship being platonic." "So when you tried to kiss me, I was surprised for a moment, and... and then when I got my wits about me, y-you'd run away." "What, you..." "You don't want to be just platonic?" "No." "No, no." "I was hoping that Leonard Bernstein would give me the courage..." "To kiss you." "Really?" "Mm-hmm." "Well, then what the heck was all of that with Gabriela?" "I mean, you seemed to be having a really good time with her." "We were, but she is a classic narcissist." "I mean, nobody is more fun at a party, but, you know, they're incurable." "And you should never, ever get in a relationship with one." "Well, there you go again, making me feel better." "Oh, Karl." "This is all very complicated because we work together, and I don't want to lose your friendship," "whatever happens between us." "Nora..." "I will always be your friend." "You awake?" "Yeah, unfortunately." "When will I learn not to drink on an empty stomach?" "I'm sorry I was so angry with you last night." "I wanted to apologize when I got home, but it was too late to call." "That's okay." "I'm sorry I butted in on your relationship with your mother." "You were right." "I should have come when you asked me to." "I could have put a stop to these things before it got out of hand, for sure." "No." "I think it would have turned to hell no matter what." "I guess now you understand why" "I have all these problems with her." "Luc, I understand that you're angry with her, but I don't understand why you can't talk to me about it." "What do you want to know?" "Everything." "Anything that would help me understand the two of you." "That will take a very long time." "Why didn't you tell me that your mother was in a film?" "I never saw it." "It was another thing that was more important to her than I was." "What else was more important to her than you?" "When I was 6 years old, she left my father for another man." "She moved away, left us both." "And then, when this man threw her out, she came back to us." "It was great for a while..." "At least, until she left again..." "For another man." "Look, she broke my father's heart, over and over." "And she broke your heart, too." "Wow." "Listen, Luc," "I..." "I'm not gonna tell you what you should do, but maybe you can think about who she is now." "She's the same woman she always was." "She will never change." "You're probably right." "She will never be the mother that she should have been." "It's up to you whether or not you want the mother you got." "Yeah." "Gabriela, no." "No, no, no." "You... you don't have to leave." "I'm not angry, honestly." "I didn't realize he was your son." "Look, it was all just a huge misunderstanding." "And... and Justin is a grown-up." "He... he's allowed to kiss whomever he wants." "Yeah." "Well, as you said, last night, things went haywires." "Look, um, I think you and I were both afraid of being rejected... me by Karl, you by Luc... and so we just slipped back into our comfort zones." "You danced, and I cooked." "Yeah." "And I made my son furious with me again." "Luc..." "He's like all the men in my life." "They love me at first, but then they get eventually tired of me, and they ask me to leave." "Well, why do you think that is?" "Because they see through me, and especially Luc." "He... he's immune to my charms." "Well, Luc is your son." "You can't charm him or dazzle him with your charisma." "All you can do is present yourself honestly, admit your mistakes, point out your flaws, and hope for the best." "I think it's just too late for me." "Hey." "Hey." "So..." "I'm here to apologize to you." "You don't have to apologize to me." "You should talk to Kimberly and Angie and mom." "I did already." "All right?" "I get it." "I was a jerk." "You were right." "Well, I was a little hard on you." "I am slightly sensitive about people having workplace dalliances with the waitstaff." "Yeah, I can understand that." "But you... you and Scotty are better, right?" "We're getting through it... you know, good days and bad." "Well, look, I mean, you are very lucky to have a marriage where you're both willing to work on it." "I don't know how lucky I felt at the time." "Anyway, you're the one who's turned getting lucky into an art form." "Yes, but I put Captain happy on probation." "Yeah." "You still working the lunch shift?" "Yes, but this is my final week." "I gave Scotty my notice." "Oh." "Funny." "I don't think he's gonna miss me." "Don't take it too bad." "He fired me, so I'm gonna sue him." "All right." "Oh, hey." "Yeah?" "What's Luc's mom like?" "Oh, she's hot." "Down, boy." "Right." "Ugh." "Good." "So I want to get my phone and call the kids." "Oh, here you two are." "Good morning." "Good morning." "Karl, I don't think you officially met Luc." "Hi." "Nice to meet you." "Likewise." "And I'm sorry about everything that happened." "No, no, no." "Please." "Please." "No... no problem, not at all." "Is my mother up yet?" "Yes." "She's in the kitchen." "She insisted on cleaning up the mess from last night." "That will take some doing." "Excuse me." "Is that a good sign or a bad sign?" "Good, I think." "I hope." "Well, at least they're talk." "It's a start." "Uh-oh." "That's definitely not talking." "Oh, boy." "Well... well, maybe she dropped it accidentally." "No." "No, that one was on purpose." "You know what?" "I'm just gonna peek in there and make sure it's not the good China." "Don't worry." "It's not eavesdropping." "I can't understand a single word they say." "Mom, I'll pay for anything that gets broken." "God." "You know, the French are very expressive." "You know, mom told me that you believe that men marry women like their mother." "Please tell me that that does not apply here." "Oh, boy." "Well, if you're asking me if you're like Gabriela," "I would say, probably not." "I mean, she's a little insecure, self-obsessed, a bit histrionic..." "A bit?" "Well, on the other hand, she's also very strong, single-minded, resourceful." "I'd say that Luc is a very smart man." "He chose a mate who has all of his mother's best traits, who can also give him the close family he's always wanted." "You are very good." "I feel like I owe you 100 bucks." "More like $220, but don't worry about it." "Oh." "Listen." "Oh, God." "I hope that doesn't mean that they're both unconscious." "Sarah, come here." "I want you to look at this." "What?" "Just go look."