That's 20% less than I bought it for.
-I mean, it's got six miles on it. -Oh, what's the matter?
-Your wife won't let you keep it? -It was a mutual decision.
Yeah, well, I got a bunch of mutual decisions
right over there.
Come on, man, can't-- can't we just make a deal man-to-man?
I'm not even charging you for the dent.
Dent-- (scoffs) It's a scra--
You know what? Forget it.
Okay? I'm gonna sell it myself.
Oh, you let me know how that goes.
-Oh, I'll let you know how it goes. -Yeah.
'Cause it's gonna go for a big profit.
Want me to turn it around for you?
No. Watch this.
(engine starts)
Yeah. All right, buddy.
(engine stops)
I'll take whatever you can give me.
♪
BRIDGET: At which volume
do you think we will wake him up?!
(grunts) Let me sleep.
-Sleep is for the depressed. -I am depressed.
As well you should be.
This time last week, you were waking up
in the arms of a beautiful Venezuelan woman,
and now look at you, you're in a hide-a-bed
in Mom and Dad's basement and we're looming over you.
Did you sleep in your jeans?
-SEAN JR.: Oh, God. -It's freezing down here.
Don't you have, like, sweatpants or something softer?
All my crap's at Cora's. I told her I'd pick it up today.
Ugh, I got to borrow one of Dad's vans.
All right, all right, stop your moping.
We'll get you out of that Latin love nest.
-"We"? -No, you guys don't have to help me. It's fine.
I want the chit. Gonna add it
to the one I got for pulling you out of the ice.
No, you used the ice chit when you got
permanent shotgun in high school.
Absolutely not. That was the bong chit, remember?
Yeah, that was only worth half a chit.
You guys, it's an arbitrary currency system at best, okay?
-Says the woman with no chits. -(sighs)
DAN: I can't believe Cora did this to me.
I had a rent-controlled apartment
on a tree-lined street in Brooklyn.
Access to the roof deck, just two blocks from the subway.
You should've sublet it.
DAN: I was sending a message to the universe.
I-I was jumping in with both feet.
Well, maybe the universe saw right through you.
(sighs) What does that mean?
Means you're secretly relieved 'cause you're afraid
of commitment and the universe thought it might be funny
to make you give up your sweet apartment.
What? No, I'm the aggrieved party here.
I thought she was the one.
I even learned Spanish for her. I'm devastated.
Yeah, and a little relieved.
-No. Estoy devastado. -(moans)
God, your accent is perfect. You're insufferable.
Uh, heads up. Division Street.
Oh. Moment of silence for Mukta.
-(horn honks) -MAN: Come on, move it, buddy!
Hey! We're grieving!
-My uncle's a widower! -BRIDGET: Sean.
-Stop. Sean. -You just drive!
-Hey, hon. -Hey, will you try one of these?
-Yeah. -Do you think they're too dry?
Mmm. No.
-Delicious. -Oh, good.
Mmm.
Let me get some water.
Hmm. You know, um,
I was talking to the monsignor, and, um...
Oh, God, they're so good.
So, there was a fire down at the parish hall.
Oh, no, is everyone all right?
Father Flanagan died.
What?
(laughs)
I'm sorry. It's just...
Why do you think that's funny?
You don't get to see your face.
-It's pretty funny. -All right, okay.
So does that mean your AA meeting is canceled?
Yeah, so I stupidly, without thinking, I stepped up
and said we could have the meeting here.
-What? -I know, and then I remembered,
like you're remembering right now, that...
I told you you could have your thing here,
-so that's not gonna work. -This is the first time
my colleagues are coming over.
Grace is even coming.
You know, she's the director of the Fernwood Wellness Center.
I know, 'cause every time you mention her name
you mention that title.
That's because I don't feel like you give her her due
as the director of the Fernwood Wellness Center.
And, uh, my point was we're skipping the meeting,
so all set.
-Thank you. -For the first time in 17 years.
(clears throat) I mean, I'm fine with it,
I'm just a little worried about--
because some of the guys, like, you know,
-they walk a delicate line with the sobriety. -Okay.
You can take the living room, we'll go out to the garage.
-That would be awesome, honey. -Okay.
I mean, 'cause your new office is coming along great. I mean...
I'll put, uh, some folding chairs
and a, and a space heater out there.
Two space heaters. It'll be fun.
Way more fun than being in the actual house
with the actual heat, but yes.
I don't deserve you.
No, actually, you don't.
SEAN JR. (grunts): Good Lord!
Bridget, would you mind helping?
There's no room for me. That table is ridiculous.
SEAN JR.: I need a break. Mid-stair break.
Mid-stair break, mid-stair break. Ay, ay, ay.
-That's cumbersome. -Oh, my God.
Nick is calling me. This is so humiliating.
Hey, can you put him on speakerphone?
No, I'm not gonna answer.
I literally made such an ass of myself.
My plan is just to never see or talk to him ever again.
Real mature.
Okay, we're literally sneaking your stuff out
while your ex is at yoga.
Okay, well, it's actually an abs class
and it's only half an hour, so can we hustle?
-Oh, God! -Oh. Cora, nine o'clock.
(Sean Jr. groaning)
Hi, Dan.
Hi.
SEAN JR.: So, can we put this table down
or are we just gonna live in this awkwardness?
ANN: It's a rash, Roger. Don't panic.
-Yeah, but it's really red. -Yes, it is. Put some ointment on it.
I ran out. Can I use, can I use ChapStick?
You know, there were seven different kinds of ointment
in that bag I left you. I have to go.
Okay, hold on, I just want to flip him around.
I have a wee-wee question.
-Goodbye, Roger. -(sighs)
Okay. Hi.
Sorry again about being out here.
No, it's fun, it's kind of like tailgating.
Your office is gonna be so great when it's done.
It's just, this AA meeting is really important
to my husband. Sorry.
You seem to say sorry a lot.
Have you noticed that?
I-I just feel like I let everyone down,
being out here, it's cold.
Well, you didn't,
but I am interested in why you said it that way.
Oh. Am I on the couch?
Only if you want to be.
Can we open a bottle of wine?
Yes. I was hoping it was gonna be that kind of meeting.
-GRACE: Me, too. -Oh, sorry, we've only got white wine.
Sorry.
There's a lot to unpack here. (chuckles)
SEAN SR.: I'll kick it off. My name's Sean,
-I'm an alcoholic. -ALL: Hi, Sean.
And I want to thank Tony again for the muffins.
Just unbelievably moist.
-You know? -(chuckles): It's my mom's recipe.
And if anybody is still hungry we have, uh,
these scones here that my wife made.
They also make very nice hockey pucks.
-(laughter) -That stays in the room.
And, uh, I think we should, you know, just acknowledge,
of course, uh, Sammy's empty chair.
I know, uh, personally,
last night, I took my grief out on the guy
who was ref'ing the Blackhawks game.
Did you see that? Unbelievable.
Talk about a threat to my sobriety.
Um...
I think this is the last of it.
I-I didn't sleep last night.
I mean, you-you moved all the way out here
and I basically kicked you out. (laughs)
Well, I'm not gonna lie, I was devastado.
(speaking Spanish)
I was devastado.
I am so sorry, Dan.
I-I was scared and confused, and...
You must think I'm an awful person.
Look, as much as I enjoy being the wronged party here,
mostly because I'm usually the wronger,
I was scared, too.
You just beat me to it.
-Really? -Yeah.
Yeah, I was totally freaking out.
I've never lived with anyone.
I gave up an incredible apartment in New York,
which isn't the issue, but I can't seem to let it go.
You didn't sublet it?
I was sending the universe a message.
BRIDGET: So, do you actually know anything about importing booze?
I know that Big Liquor's asleep at the wheel,
ignoring the former Yugoslavia once again.
You actually convinced Marco to go in on this?
Yes. Yeah, he actually likes the idea.
He's actually gonna make a lot of money, Bridget.
And we are actually not going to invite you
on the Ojenz party craft on Lake Michigan.
No, Sean, I think it's a good idea.
Wait, actu-actually?
'Cause I would deny this in court,
but I value your opinion.
No, I mean it's a regular, normal business idea.
There's no fire or dead people.
Wait, are you saying there should be?
Am I not thinking big enough?
No, no. You're thinking just small enough
-it might work. -Huh.
Sounds like somebody wants to invest.
-No? It doesn't? -No.
(quietly): Yeah, fair.
(horn toots)
And I was just so grateful
when he finally got sober
that I just wanted to be supportive.
You know, so I think I-I'm codependent in a different way.
-Oh, God, am I hopeless? -GRACE: No.
Everybody's got their stuff.
It's what makes you a good therapist.
-Mm... -Why do you think Sean's needs
-are more important than yours? -I don't know.
And I should have stuck to my guns.
And instead, we're all out here sitting around freezing...
While he's in there, nice and toasty,
and getting his needs met.
I even gave him my scones, which I baked,
like a good little '50s housewife.
-It's official: I'm a doormat. -GRACE: Wow,
it sounds like you might have some anger issues.
I think I might.
Can I open another bottle of wine?
You don't have to ask permission.
-Oh, hell no, I don't. -(laughter)
Hey, Nick. Is, uh, now a good time?
Yeah, yeah, no, of course.
It's a great time. Well, how you feeling?
Uh, mostly embarrassed.
-(laughs) -Don't be.
Look, that's why I called.
Last night you were bold, and the world rewards the bold.
I mean, this situation's a little... a little different.
I know you're with somebody.
Hey, listen, Bridget,
when we were together in college, I mean, I...
I thought you were the one.
So did I.
And-and when I saw you the other day,
I was right back there.
I even felt the beer weight and everything.
It was like doing a keg stand, but emotionally.
Oh, oh!
(echoing thump)
Look, I don't want to make this weird, but...
I've thought about you a lot over the years.
Probably too much. I mean, I was married,
so that's not great. Um...
I guess what I'm...
-(grunts) -wondering is if there's...
you know, a chance...
I'm back. So anyway, yeah, you were...
such a big part of my life, and, uh,
if I hadn't met Jocelyn, who knows, but, uh...
Do you think there's a world where...
you know, we can be friends?
♪ Real, real good. ♪
(sighs) Is Dan still in there?
And he's not texting back.
-Oh, my God, I hate him so much. -Yeah.
Okay, let's say five more minutes, and then we leave him.
-I've already left emotionally. -Oh, actually,
while we have the van, could you do me a quick favor?
Hey, I'm gonna need a lot more info.
I just, I have this antique mirror at my old place.
We can, uh, I'll text Doug and see if we can stop there
and drop it off at my new brownstone.
You know, "at my new place" is how a human would say that.
-Just let them play. -Yeah. Let 'em play, you know?
It's insane. Hey.
Hey.
You done? We're still, uh, going.
Yeah, well, too bad.
Hi.
My name is Ann,
and I am married to a self-involved man-child
who cloaks his egocentric actions
in masturbatory altruism.
OTHERS: Hi, Ann. Hi.
Okay, what's going on?
Oh, nothing. Just disregarding my own needs
while you play Super Sean to the world's orphans.
SEAN SR.: Okay. And you've been drinking,
-so... -Yes, Sean.
Yes, I have been drinking,
a lot, with my colleagues,
who are onto you.
Ah. Even my scones lie unacknowledged.
Didn't push the scones, did you, Sean?
Let's go upstairs and talk, okay?
Look. Made you scones.
Delicious, tasty scones. (exhales)
(muffled): They're good.
You might want to dunk them.
Soften them up a bit.
Oh, yeah. Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.
All had a big laugh at Ann's baking.
I'm sure they don't compare to these.
-(gasping) -Not the muffin! -Honey, honey, honey!
No, no. God forbid anyone should touch
Tony's world-famous muffin.
-(gasping) -Honey, come on,
that muffin is actually for Sammy.
Mm-hmm, well, Sammy isn't here, is he?
No, he's not, 'cause he died.
Oh, right, like I'm gonna fall for that one again.
Poor Sammy, died such a horrible death,
because he's an alcoholic.
Well, it actually was pretty tragic, honey, 'cause he died
while he was on vacation with his family in Fort Myers.
He had a massive heart attack.
A-Are you kidding me?
No.
Well, the messenger may have been flawed,
but the message was not.
-(stomping up stairs) -God.
(Bridget shivers)
-Hmm. Hi. -Hey.
Sorry for the last-minute heads-up.
No problem. Hey, come on in.
Hi, Doug.
-Did you get my text? -BRIDGET: Oh, awesome.
Lauren ended up coming back a day early.
Lauren from work?
Hey, Bridget.
Hi, Lauren.
-I'm gonna... get out of your guys's way. -Okay.
So, you two are, um...
Yeah. Things got serious pretty quick.
She's actually...
kind of living here.
Oh. Wow.
-This is not the way I wanted to tell you. -No, no.
I'm happy for you. And Lauren, she's-she's great.
SEAN JR.: I'm just saying, this has been a pretty rough week.
First Nick, now Doug.
-Are you trying to make me feel bad? -What? No.
I'm just trying to give you permission
to feel whatever you're feeling if you are feeling bad,
because, Bridget, you sit on stuff.
Okay, I'm not. I'm really not.
I mean, I'm kind of psyched, actually.
What? I was feeling guilty about asking for the divorce,
and, you know, now I don't have to.
Okay, I'm buying it if you are.
-Oh, God, what's this now? -Oh.
Yeah. I, uh, I'm moving back in.
-Ah! -(chuckles)
-Okay. Congratulations. -Cool.
When the Kiowa tribe moved villages,
they just burned all their possessions.
(grunting)
-SEAN SR.: Hey. -Hey.
I'm so embarrassed.
I acted like a crazy person, I...
I was drunk at your AA meeting.
That is not okay.
Apology accepted.
It's just that I had a very intense meeting,
-and Grace pointed out a lot of things. -Oh, God. Grace.
No, don't say it like that. You know, she's really helping me.
-(sighs) She's not doing much for me, hon. -Listen, Sean,
Sean, you have AA, you have a cancer support group,
and that's been really good for you and that's been good for us.
But I have spent the last 20 years
taking care of everyone else's needs
instead of my own, with very little support.
I mean, I do not have a group, okay?
And I'm smarter than that, but this is my pattern,
and now I'm overwhelmed.
I got a new job, kids are back in the house,
Roger is calling me 24 hours a day, seven days a week,
and my beaker is too full.
I mean, Grace doesn't think I'm in touch with my anger.
Okay, well, I have an AA group that would say differently,
and a couple of those guys did time.
(laughs)
Oh, God. Okay, what I'm trying to say is... I'm sorry.
I love you, and I really need your support.
-Okay. -(phone chimes)
-Oh... -Who-Who's that?
Roger. "Baby's still not sleeping,
don't know what to do..." He needs me to come over there.
-Okay, you know what? -No-- wait-- okay...
-He, he needs me to go... -Do not move. Stay where you are.
-Wait, where are you going? -I'm going to empty your beaker.
-SEAN SR.: Hey. -Where's Ann?
Oh...
She's not coming. And you got to stop calling her, okay?
Roger, it's a baby. It's a very hard thing to screw up.
I dropped Sean Jr. twice when he was a kid.
Bad example-- I dropped all the kids, okay?
It's a rite of passage. Give me him.
C-Could we get Ann to come over?
No-no-no-no, okay? You're driving her nuts.
And when you drive her nuts, she drives me nuts,
and then we get Angry Uncle Sean.
We don't want that right now, so give me him.
-You're gonna hire somebody. -No, I don't want
-a stranger raising... -No, no, I know you want my wife
-doing it, but... -Okay, what are you doing? No...
-Okay, careful, careful. -Come on, let-let me
have the-- whoo! (laughs)
Okay, that's not funny. Come on.
Come on, I got this. Lay down.
Okay. I am so tired.
-I know you are. I've been there. -Oh, gosh.
(sighs)
SEAN JR.: There's not a single sink
anywhere in your brownstone.
-Okay. -Oh, crap.
(exhales)
Are you all right?
Everyone is moving on.
Oh, no, no. Just...
No.
Everyone is settling, is what they're doing.
You are holding out for magic, just like me, Bridget.
(chuckles): God.
Yeah.
You got any more of that Ojenz?
Oh, for you? Always.
Oh, you mean now? Yeah.
Let's get out of this very sad rich person's house.
-(both laugh) -Wow, I should, I should move out more often.
-That was amazing. -Well, I felt bad about it,
-so I-I tried extra hard. -(both chuckle)
But, um, we were just honest with each other,
-and that's always very, very sexy. -Yeah.
Yeah, I think I could be honest with you again
-in, like, ten, 15 minutes? -Yeah?
-Yeah. -(laughs)
(exhales)
Hey.
Since we're being honest with each other,
there's something I need to tell you.
Okay, sure.
Okay, um...
You remember last July, that we were fighting all the time
and we broke up for a couple weeks?
-Yeah. -Um...
I slept with an old boyfriend
who was visiting from Venezuela.
And I feel very guilty about it, and it meant nothing,
but I wanted you to know.
W-Wow. That... That's hard to hear, um,
but... I get it.
We-we were broken up, and, uh,
you know, things happen when you're broken up.
Dan?
Yeah, so-so in that same very confusing time,
I, uh, may have slept with somebody, too.
Okay, I-I did sleep with her.
Okay. Okay, I guess we're even.
Yeah. I mean, not-not entirely.
Um, in the spirit of total honesty,
I slept with somebody else, too.
Oh.
Okay, I'm ripping the Band-Aid. There was a third woman.
We were broken up for two weeks.
Yeah, but i-it was a heat wave and I was reeling
and I had this incredible apartment.
I was too honest, wasn't I?
(Sean Jr. grunts)
I'm getting a second chit for this.
-Good work, you guys. -Nonnegotiable.
-This way. -Thanks, Bridget.
-(sighs) Thanks, Bridget. -SEAN JR.: Really adding value.
(sportscaster speaking indistinctly on TV)
Oh, my God, this is Patrick Kane.
He is one of the best to ever lace 'em up.
He's a little guy like you, but he's a magician on the ice.
All right, you have to watch him when he doesn't have the puck.
'Cause 90% of this game
is right up here.
I'm gonna teach you how to skate
as soon as you're old enough to walk.
-(babbles) -I taught your dad how to skate.
Thinks he's a better player than me.
But he's not.
Oh, my God.
Give up a goal on a power play.
Uh, this is, like, their thing now.
They'll break your heart, kid.
(sighs)
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