(playing classical music)
-(microphone tapping) -Hello, everybody. Uh...
(clears throat) Thank you for waiting.
Um, unfortunately, there won't be a wedding today.
-(indistinct chatter) -Sorry. Yeah, I know.
And the Chicago PD has asked that you remain on
the hotel property because this is now an active crime scene.
-So, I'm sorry... -(horse neighs)
-Uh... Oh, my God. -ANN: Sean? Sean, help.
He's headed for the gift shop.
Uh, help yourself to the hors d'oeuvres, folks.
(clattering)
♪
SEAN SR.: First off, I would like to make a little toast
celebrating Dan's return to Chicago.
-(cheering) -ANN: We are so thrilled you guys
-are moving in together. Finally. -Yes.
-To Dan and Cora. -ALL: To Dan and Cora.
ANN: Major milestone.
-Kind of like my graduation. -DAN: Mom.
-Fair. -I apologized, like, ten times.
SEAN SR.: I know, son, but it's not gonna go away
-any time soon. -I was just really proud of my speech.
Why don't you read it and sort of reenact it for him
-since he missed it? -ANN: No, I'm not gonna do that to him.
Unless you want me to.
-How can I say no to that? -You cannot.
No, you cannot. Also, a little, uh, toast
to Bridget.
We are extremely happy that she's living with us again.
BRIDGET: Nope, not living with them.
Just staying here until they fix up my new brownstone.
-Ah. -SEAN JR.: Oh, wow, a brownstone reference
before we even start eating.
Guys, I think we got a new record.
-ANN: Jealous. -ROGER: Ugh, Lincoln Park.
Second most congested neighborhood
according to ChiTrans.
I'll send you some of the stats on that.
Okay, um, I do have one more, uh, little toast I want to make.
I've been saving this one.
I spoke to Dr. Callahan. Drumroll, please.
And...
-I got a clean scan. -(cheering)
I'm cancer free. I'm immortal.
-I'm gonna live forever. -My boy.
Here is to me.
And us.
And I just, I love all you bastards.
-SEAN JR.: Love you, Dad. -BRIDGET: Love you, Dad.
-SEAN SR.: All right. -I'd like to make a toast
to my fiancée Mukta.
-May she rest in peace. -Okay, Roger,
I didn't feel like my moment was particularly over,
but yeah, okay. To M-Mukta.
ALL: To Mukta.
-All right. -ROGER: Four months to the day
-since the car accident. -Yeah.
And I told her, "Never take a left on Division
without a light after 3:00 p.m. on weekdays."
But she did leave me with this little samosa.
The joy of my life.
GRANDMA: Who's the father?
Once again, it doesn't matter, Mom.
You can do one of those genetic tests.
The lady down the hall found out she's got Nazi blood.
-(stifled laughter) -ROGER: It doesn't matter.
And now you made him fussy. Thank you.
Come on. Dan and Cora, just an FYI,
there's a nonrefundable down payment at the Algren Hotel
for the wedding that Mukta and I are not having.
Uh, so... no pressure.
-No pressure. -No pressure.
SEAN JR.: Uh, I would like
to make a toast, since I was inexplicably
left out of everyone else's.
-Aw. -Midnight tonight,
my house arrest is officially over.
LINDA: If you don't mind me asking,
-what did you do? -BRIDGET: Don't...
SEAN SR.: He, uh, started a funeral business
that involved fireworks, so it was a combination
of dangerous and stupid.
I was only revolutionizing the grieving industry.
You burnt down a church and almost went to jail, so...
BRIDGET: You know what? I actually have the article
-as my screen saver. -You do?
-(laughter) -SEAN JR.: That's fake news.
-Do you see that? -SEAN JR.: You've got to break a few eggs.
Look, they-they tried to frame it as, like, a hate crime.
It was a classic judicial overreach.
SEAN SR.: So, all of that's in the past,
-and he's coming to work for me. -Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, well-well, uh, lot of moving parts.
-What? -We'll-we'll get into it.
Hey, can you, uh, can you give me a hand
with something in the kitchen?
-Ah, fine. -(all oohing)
So, in my hand is the proof of employment form
that I signed to get the court
to release you from house arrest.
So, should I just tear this up?
-No, sir. -Okay, so we agree that you are mine.
And that on Monday, your ass gets into the van
and you do a real day's work
instead of just sitting around the house,
working on that ridiculous mustache.
-Yes, sir. -Okay, good.
So I think as sort of a little payment,
I'd like to see a dance.
Are you kidding me?
Nope. Actually, I-I'd like to see a jig.
Come on. All that training when you were a kid.
High-stepping, please.
♪
It's amazing how much of it you retained.
My favorite piece of paper ever.
(imitates gunshot)
I really only have two clients,
but it's very rewarding.
One them has major trust issues and the other's impotent,
but I'm not supposed to talk about it, so...
Hey, sorry I'm late, everybody.
-Oh! -Hey!
I got the cupcakes.
Daniel, Cora, I'm so happy for you guys.
-Thanks, man. -Absolutely. -Yeah, it means a lot.
DAN: Sit down.
No, it hurts too much. I can't do this.
SEAN SR.: Bye, Marco!
MARCO: It's all good, it's all good.
-(door closes) -(baby crying)
ROGER (over monitor): Okay, little guy. Oh, God, not again.
Why do you never sleep?
This is so hard.
-Okay. (stammers) -I got it.
-Just, yeah, just go up... -I'll take care of it.
...and do something there.
-(monitor clicks off) -SEAN SR.: All right.
Anybody need anything else while I'm up?
-No, I'm good. -Okay, eat. Let's eat.
Ah.
ANN: "And I needed to find
"my own identity.
"I was beginning to understand
"that the airlines had it right all along:
you have to put on your own emotional oxygen mask first."
-So, class of... -Whoa, slow down there, speed demon.
Take your time.
You're rushing. Let him savor it.
-There will be blood. -ANN: So, to the class of 20...
Would everyone please come out to the driveway?
Sean has a major surprise.
Oh, my God.
Look out, America. Here come the Moodys.
-Wow. -It's unbelievable. Sedona leather captain's chairs,
two flat-screen TVs.
It's got everything. Go ahead, look inside.
Sean, I know we're outside,
but could we use our indoor voices?
I just put the baby down.
Yeah, okay, whatever. What do you think, hon?
-It's nice. -Honey, "nice"?
I got you the Taj Mahal on wheels, hon.
-It's huge. -I mean, imagine us driving down
-to Florida in this thing. -Yeah, that would be nice.
Okay, there's that word again.
-I'm coming down! -BRIDGET: Wow, an oven and a microwave.
This is nicer than my brownstone.
Oh, my God, Bridget, you're rich. We get it.
What's going on?
-I... -What?
-I can tell you hate it. -See, you always do that.
You always expect me to react a certain way, and...
I just expected you to be happy. You know?
Can you take off the hat? It's distracting A.F.
-Well, it's just, uh, it's... -What?
Okay, it's so big.
Can I even get my car out of the garage? I don't think so.
All right. You know what? Everybody, come on out.
She hates it. I'm taking it back.
ANN: No-- Well, if you think
that that's smart.
I was bluffing.
Now I really am gonna take it back.
-Wow, awesome. -Yeah, well, don't get too used to it,
-'cause it's going back right now. -I love it.
-No. -Yeah, too bad. -I liked it.
SEAN SR.: She hates it.
-(indistinct chatter) -Try to do the right thing...
Hey, is there anybody behind me?
-Uh, all clear. -Okay.
-Oh! -Oh, my God!
-Oh, my God. -(baby crying)
Woke the baby.
SEAN JR.: I'll go get the sledgehammer.
(sighs)
(panting)
Oh, my God. Nick.
-Bridget. -(chuckles): Hi.
-Hi. Yeah, I, um... -What are doing here? Sorry. I'm really gross.
-I-I moved back six months ago. -No way.
Yeah. This is my place.
-Wow. -Yeah.
It's really good to see you.
Yeah. Yeah, you, too.
You... you look fantastic.
Oh... no.
I feel like I look really gross.
Also, a little dizzy.
It's my first jog of the season.
-Oh. -Wow.
What's with the hair?
-I like it. -Oh. Yeah, no, thanks.
-Well, I quit Burns & Harrington, so... -Really?
-Yeah. -You were so excited about that job.
I-I was, and then, you know, I was in an office
on the Fourth of July, doing tax work for an oil company,
and I-I'm boring myself just telling you.
-(chuckles) -I-I just had a come to Jesus moment. I quit.
I-I joined the NRDC.
That's amazing.
-You don't know what that stands for. -Not a clue.
It's-it's environmental law.
So I'm-I'm still doing litigation
but for the good guys.
-Okay, so that is amazing. -It is. Yeah.
They even encourage you to, uh, to see the world,
so I'm getting ready for a climb in Patagonia,
-hence the breaking in of these babies. -Whoa.
Yeah, they are the biggest and the yellowest on the market.
(laughs)
You okay? Your lips are getting a little blue.
Yeah, no, I'm a little freezing.
(both laughing)
-Just go, run. Finish it. Please. -Okay. Okay.
-By all means. -Well, hey, I jog by here all the time.
Don't know why I said that. I don't.
-That's a flat-out lie. -Right.
But i-it is a New Year's resolution of mine,
so maybe I'll see you around.
Well, I'm always out here taking stuff out of my car.
-(laughs): Okay. -So... (chuckles)
Maybe we could grab coffee or something.
-I'd love that. -Okay.
I'm at the same number.
Me, too.
-Okay. Bye. -All right. Bye.
(sighs)
Ah. How bad are you freaking out right now?
About what?
About moving in with Cora.
You-You're a notorious commitment-phobe.
This can't feel natural.
I hadn't met the right person.
-Now I have. -Oh, okay.
Ah, I love this narrative.
It is 100% fiction, but I love it.
Um, here's nonfiction.
Tonight, you will be together in your apartment.
You will be brushing your teeth together,
'cause that's what couples do.
You're gonna catch a glimpse of the two of you,
and then it's gonna dawn on you that you have no way out.
There's no going back, because you quit your job.
You left your rent-controlled apartment.
You moved halfway across the country.
And then you will freak the hell out.
Looking for this?
I-I called that one.
That's the last one. I called dibs on it.
Oh, I know. But, um, as I was listening
to Mom's graduation speech, all 26 minutes of it,
I realized that you don't deserve it.
Dan, I called dibs.
-I know. -Dan!
I called dibs! (grunts)
-Damn it! -(panting)
-You son of a... -If you're heading out,
Pulaski's down to one lane for water maintenance.
Don't you do-- I can't go out on the street.
My ankle bracelet. Dan, you know that.
-Dude, I wouldn't do that to you. -Okay, so...
Actually, I would.
Come on, man.
So, now I guess the question
you've got to ask yourself is this:
Is this cupcake worth another week of house arrest?
-Uh... -I'm just gonna put it here.
No! It's on the ground.
Who knows? I mean, it's pretty cold.
Should still be fresh tomorrow when you're a free man.
I'll see you in hell!
-Ah! Damn you! -(grunts)
(both grunting)
(screams)
(vehicle approaches)
No...!
If you planned that on purpose, I'm very impressed.
-(Sean Jr. sighs) -Wait.
Is that Marco?
It's all-- No, it's all good. It's all good.
I was gonna come back inside, but I'm not ready yet.
-It's all good. -Thought you said he was over this?
I thought he was.
He was Mr. Happy-Go-Lucky in Slovenia.
MARCO: Love you, coz.
So, you have no idea why I'm upset?
'Cause I spent a bunch of money without asking you?
-Really? That's what you think? -Well... (sighs)
Can we just get to the part where you give me the answer?
-Okay? -Do you have any respect
for what I'm trying to do
-with my life right now, Sean? -Oh, yes. I know the answer to this one. Yes.
You know, I have patients who count on me.
-I cannot believe this. -Honey, you have, like, two clients.
Yes, I am starting a business, Sean.
And I'm winding one down.
Oh, so what you want is more important than what I want?
That's a series of landmines. I'm not getting involved.
-I just want to be seen, Sean. Just... -Oh, I see you, honey.
All I see is you, right now.
-Taking away my RV. -The RV...
We can't go on vacation, we can't go away for long weekends.
-The RV. -It's crazy talk.
It's a symbol. It's a symbol, Sean.
-Symbol of what? -Of you never being supportive.
-You never... -I'm never supportive?
-No, you're not. -Oh, okay. Okay.
-Somebody's globalizing. -Oh, and there you go,
using my psychology terms against me.
-It's so... -Yeah, okay, well, now you know what it feels like, okay?
You know what? Forget it. Just you-- Just go.
Maybe when you're done projecting, we can unpack this.
-Go. No, actually, you stay. -No, I'm not going.
-Stay and fold. -No, no. No, no, no, no. No, I'm going.
-No, I'm going. -No, 'cause I'm angrier than you.
-I'm going to the bathroom. -And I'm not going
'cause you told me to. I'm going 'cause I feel like going.
Here we are.
(both laughing)
-Our apartment. -"Our apartment."
-Yeah. Yeah. -I like the sound of that. Oh, I just...
I just realized I don't even have a key yet.
Yes, you do.
I do?
♪ I got a little money... ♪
(chuckles)
Cora. Whoa, that's...
-It's really sweet. -♪ All I need is your love ♪
-(laughs): Open the door. -And it's mine.
MARCO: Yeah, thanks for hanging, coz.
I got a lot of big feelings.
-I miss Cora. -I know. I know.
You just need to get your Slovenian mojo back.
(blows raspberry) Best 22 days of my life.
-That place casts a spell. -Yeah, we were gods.
Hey, what was that girl's name? The one you wanted to marry?
Katrinka.
We still text, you know.
I-I'm pretty sure the attraction is immigration-based,
but I'm 100% sure I don't care.
Hey, remember when we stood up on the bar at that chalet
and sang "Sugar, Sugar" and everyone joined in?
Man, i-it felt like the whole village was singing.
I-I miss that zest.
It's the plum brandy. They drink it like water.
Yeah, actually, you know, I...
may have smuggled a few bottles of that stuff back here.
Then why are we drinking beer?
-Very good question. -BRIDGET: Ooh. (sighs)
I was gonna shower, but this looks way better.
Come on down, Bridget. It's about to get Balkan.
-Try this. -Ooh. Okay.
(music playing faintly)
What do you think?
Mmm!
You're upping your game. Yes.
-(laughs) -Well, it's a special occasion.
Our first official meal as, uh...
living together-ers.
Okay.
English is my second language, but that's not a word.
No, I think it's a word.
No, it's not a word.
SPORTSCASTER: Chicago has 18 more balls from rookies
-than any other team in the league. -(door opens)
-Hey. -ANN: Hey.
Wow.
-Still got it for 12 hours, I figured I'd... -Oh...
-...make the most of it. -Got to say...
not bad, not bad at all.
It's got some bells and whistles. Check the fridge.
Rosé?
Yeah. I stocked it up before things went south.
Listen, Sean, I'm...
No, honey, let me apologize first.
I was out of line.
I, I flew off the handle.
And I'm sorry.
You know, this is the first time that I've had
something that's all my own.
It's not the kids', it's not yours, it's all mine.
I get that.
And, honey, I...
I'm so impressed with what you're doing.
-Really? -Yeah.
You impressed enough to let me turn the garage
into my office now that there's significant structural damage?
Wow. (laughs)
Just go for the jugular.
-So that's a yes? -While you have me down,
yes, okay?
-It's a yes. -Good.
I just had this crazy idea.
I saw us driving down to Florida, you know?
You and me, no kids, right?
Sitting out under the...
gigantic awning
and, uh, watching the sun set
over the Gulf of Mexico. I've just gotten
a clean scan.
We're beginning the next chapter of our lives
on our own.
Now who's going for the jugular?
I'm just getting started.
("Two Out of Three Ain't Bad" by Meat Loaf playing)
Oh, my God.
Our first doing-it song?
We will unfortunately forever be linked to Meat Loaf.
Oh! (laughing)
♪ Baby, we can talk all night ♪
♪ But that ain't getting us nowhere... ♪
-We had to pick that song. -Oh, my God, okay, okay, okay.
Keep it-- I'll find some long weekends
to get away. It'll be...
No, no, I'll take this back and we'll-- we can rent this model
again whenever you... see a long weekend coming up.
You know, you don't have to take it back tonight, do you?
-No, I don't. -Yeah, you don't.
I got to talk to my therapist.
-What's your problem? -I'm...
too attracted to my wife.
-Oh, no, what are you gonna do? -Yeah...
I don't know.
♪
-(whooping) -Let's party!
("Gringo" by Parov Stelar playing)
(singing in foreign language)
♪
This stuff is incredible.
I'm, like, buzzed but I'm also energized.
-Right? -You know,
the Slovenian soldiers used to drink this
for breakfast during the First World War.
-Right. -Tha-That's why they famously
almost won.
Oh, my God, do you know who I ran into today?
Nick.
-College boyfriend Nick? -Mm-hmm.
He moved back to Chicago.
He's, like, a lawyer for trees and fish.
I'm thinking about texting him.
That guy was dreamy.
Yeah, he was the best.
He was the best.
He has the best hair.
I just want to tousle it.
Probably should've married him instead of Doug the Drip.
I-I can say that now.
The divorce is final.
-Mm-hmm. -Nobody liked Doug.
I want to text Nick.
-(laughing): Should I text him? -No.
-I'm gonna do it. -Don't send him any nudes, Bridge. Learn from your coz.
-I'm just gonna say hi. -That stuff's out there forever.
Bridget, don't drunk-text him. What are you doing?
No, I-- you're right-- I should have...
married Nick. I mean, we'd have a baby by now.
A baby...? Give me that!
-You have a crazy look in your eyes. -Okay, okay, okay!
I'm gonna take my dignity, I'm gonna go to bed.
-And the pretzels, too, apparently. -Hey, you may have
some incredibly vivid dreams-- write that stuff down.
-There's insight there. -Okay, I'll remember. Good night.
More Ojenz, coz?
(grunting loudly)
Oh, you know, it's bonkers we can't get
this stuff in the States.
It's, it's a major hole in the market.
Well, we could import it.
We should import it.
We have to import it.
It could be the new mescal.
I'm dead serious.
I'm beyond dead serious.
You can't play with me, man.
Starting next week, I'm an AC man.
I need something to make me feel alive.
Dude, I feel like we're both in seeker mode right now.
-The wheels are turning, the wheels are turning, okay. -Mm-hmm.
-Okay. -(grunts)
We're not selling liquor.
(exclaims) We're selling a lifestyle.
Does it look a little something...?
Does it look a little something
like this?
-That's the billboard. -That's the billboard, baby!
-That's the billboard! -(barking)
My God!
BRIDGET: Oh. Oh.
-(wind chimes rattling) -Ow!
(dog barking in distance)
-Crap. -NICK: Somebody out here?
No one. (clears throat)
Bridget?
-Hey, Nick. -Hey, what are you...?
I didn't realize this is your house.
Everything okay?
Oh, yeah, no, I was... (clears throat)
in the... walking by,
and I saw the wind chime and I...
-Okay-- oh! -(retching)
Right on the boots.
I'm so sorry!
Oh, no, don't worry about that. It'll wick right off.
That's fine.
Uh, do you, um, you want to come inside or something?
No, I'm all set.
Why don't you sit here, I'll get you some water?
I'm just gonna-- I just need to sit for second.
-All right, I'll be right back, get you a towel or something. -Okay...
See you in a bit.
(whispers): No.
What is wrong with you?
(chuckles) This is nice.
-Isn't it? No more sneaking around. -Mm-hmm.
No more long-distance phone calls.
No more sad goodbyes at the airport.
Yeah, now we can be together all the time.
Yeah.
Yeah, we did it.
Yeah.
I love you.
Dan, I'm seriously freaking out right now.
DAN: She's, um...
not ready to live together.
She says she just wants to date.
What'd you say?
I broke up with her. I didn't upend my whole life
in New York to just date.
Ah, that's heavy.
I'm sorry, bro. That really sucks.
Not as sorry as old Roger,
who I think was really counting on you guys
for that wedding deposit.
I guess I'll just stay here until I figure things out.
Well, if it makes you feel any better,
Nick's back in town
and I threw up on his brand-new hiking boots.
-DAN: Ugh. -Nice.
That does make me feel a little better.
Thanks.
God, I'm not gonna be good at dating.
-I'll help you. -Yeah, I'll help you.
I noticed you didn't do that
when he said it, um...
Just so you know, I have been
texting a lot with a girl in Slovenia
-who is... -BRIDGET: Oh.
Hey, look, it's midnight. You're a free man.
-Oh, my gosh. Let's celebrate. -(Bridget whoops)
-Hamburgers? -Yes.
-On Bridget. -Sure.
She has a brownstone.
-To the exit. -BRIDGET: Ow! I can't drive.
Oh, here it comes. Ah, it's a long time coming.
It's a long time coming.
Oh, house!
-House, house arrest is over! -There you go.
-Yay. -(Sean Jr. whooping)
(laughter)
(keys jingle)
-Oh, that feels good! -Oh, my God.
I-Is this, uh, is, is that Mom and Dad?
SEAN JR.: Yeah, yeah, it is. They have a lot more sex
-than you think. -Kind of makes me feel bad about myself.
Why are we watching this? Can we just...?
-Oh, yeah, right. -Yeah.
♪ But that ain't getting us nowhere. ♪
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