[♪♪♪]
I'm just gonna say it.
Say what?
You forgot today is my birthday, didn't you?
Forgot? Hardly.
In fact, my first of many presents is the day off.
Go home and rest up.
I've got a hell of an evening planned.
Really?
Oh, that is great news!
I am sick of seeing my friends' birthday parties
on Instagram.
If I see one more pic
of Denise's "Plastered at the Parthenon" party in Greece,
I'm gonna toss my tzatziki.
Oupa!
Well, tonight is going to be epic.
A birthday you'll never forget.
I forgot Karen's birthday!
You gotta help me, or I'm a dead man!
Oh, no, that's terrible,
but I'm not actually open yet.
Can you come back in 10 minutes?
♪ You think there's not a lot goin' on ♪
♪ Look closer, baby you're so wrong ♪
[♪♪♪]
How could I have forgotten Karen's birthday?
I dunno.
How'd you forget all the other years?
I should have at least
done the pink flamingo gag.
What's the pink flamingo gag?
It's a classic.
Uh, if it was a classic, I think I would've heard of it.
You put a bunch of pink flamingoes
on a person's lawn at night,
so when they wake up in the morning-- Boom!
Lawn full of pink flamingoes!
[laughs]
[laughing] Oh, no... Oh, that's awesome!
Why don't you just do that one?
'Cause she's already awake, dinglenuts.
Okay, Karen's party, what can I do to help?
Where is it happening?
How about at the bar?
We always go to the bar.
This has to be special.
So book the town hall.
Every event is catered by the Kitchen Committee.
That'll take care of the food and the birthday cake.
Not the stupid Kitchen Committee!
Everything they make is so boring and beige.
Bland, boiled perogies, dry vanilla sheet cake.
Well, Karen's favourite dessert is macaroons.
Great!
So I'll make macaroons,
and the stupid Kitchen Committee
can make their regular crappy garbage,
and we'll all pretend we like it.
You'd have to get their approval.
Okay. Who's in charge?
Oh. [clears throat]
[♪♪♪]
Happy birthday, partner.
Is that Arcade Fire?
Wow, they're versatile.
We're getting a free dinner with this gig, right?
Oh, Davis, you're the best partner ever!
And to top it off,
here to dance with you
is that handsome movie star you like.
What's his name...?
How do I know what movie star she likes?
Plus a chandelier, satin drapes?
That's a lot to organize in one day.
You're right. I'm screwed.
Relax, I'm here to help.
So, first things first.
Does Arcade Fire get a free meal each,
or one to share?
[telephone rings] Corner Gas.
I have an emergency.
Get over here!
[call disconnects]
Grabbing a few snacks.
Heading home to watch TV in my PJs.
Got the whole rest of the day off.
Great, watch the store for me.
There's an emergency.
'Cause it's my birthday.
Thanks for asking.
I'm sorry for saying the Kitchen Committee sucks
and is boring.
Well, I stand by the boring,
and the sucking.
It is the same menu every time.
Maybe we should shake things up a bit.
You know what,
you can make the dessert.
Really? Thanks, Wanda!
Is the rest of the committee going to be okay with this?
[chuckles]
Oh, they will be if I tell them to be.
I run that committee.
I've been kicked off the committee.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
No, screw that pack of crusty cranks.
They want to keep boiling up recipes from World War I,
that's their problem.
You're still making those macaroons for Karen,
and those backward butt-wipes can go pound sand!
Well, with people skills like that,
I can't believe they kicked you out.
Ah, it's all politics.
Hey, Mom, where's Dad?
I got a call saying--
Shut your yap,
and get down here!
Never mind, I think I found him.
Okay, so what's the emergency?
We're knee-deep in water, jackass!
Oh, this isn't on purpose?
I didn't want to paddle to conclusions.
Okay, so you got a sump pump, or a million sponges,
or what's the plan?
The plan is you get out of here
and leave me alone.
Ah. See, on the phone, you said, "I need your help.
Get over here."
I must've misunderstood.
I need you here,
up there,
distracting your mother
while I clean this up.
She's been nagging me for months
to fix the damn water heater.
And did you?
Oh, you're smart.
Okie-dokie. I'm off to distract Mom.
Wouldn't want this to tarnish her impression of you.
She holds you in such high regard.
We'll need music, balloons, tablecloths,
table candles, table cards...
I hope they have tables.
We still doing the flamingo thing?
I'm telling ya, it's a classic.
I told you it's a classic.
I also told you it's too late.
We could put a bunch of flamingoes in town hall.
Still hilarious.
Think outside the box.
When it comes to thinking,
you probably shouldn't wander too far from the box.
What box?
Mom!
I thought you were outside.
I was.
Now I'm inside.
Those doors are really paying off.
Ha ha! Good one.
You're good at sarcasm.
Hey, let's take a walk to higher ground,
and you can tell me
how you come up with those zingers.
No, thanks.
Boom! Two for two.
Okay, well, uh...
how about we just sit up here on the main floor and talk?
All right,
let's talk about why your pants are wet
from the knees down.
Oh, that's the latest trend.
Used to be saggy pants,
now soggy.
Okay, follow-up question.
Why aren't you at work?
Karen's watching the place.
Karen?
Cop Karen?
Yeah, she begged me to let her.
Wanted a taste of the retail life, I guess.
Who could blame her?
Pretty glamorous.
This is 10-W40. You got any 10-W30?
I don't know, I don't work here.
Then why are you behind the counter?
It's my day off.
That doesn't make any sense.
Makes even less sense
if you know it's my birthday.
That's a long list of stuff.
Better get moving
if you're gonna get all that done.
What, I'm doing all this?
What are you doing?
I have to round up guests
to make sure there's people at her party.
Look, if you get all that stuff done,
you can do the flamingo gag.
Sold!
[grumbling angrily]
Have you fixed it yet?
I don't know how long I can keep Mom occupied.
I give you one job,
and you can't even do that for ten minutes!
You're useless.
I suppose I am.
Mom!
Dad flooded the basement!
Whoopsie. Silly, useless me.
What the hell happened?
Hello, my pet.
There she is!
Hi, guys. What's up?
You tell us what's up.
Yeah, what's up, Lacey?
Little Miss "What's Up"?
Okay, now that that's settled, what can I get you?
Where do you get off
thinking you can neuter the Kitchen Committee?
Oh, you're the Kitchen Committee.
I can explain--
No need to explain anything, Lacey.
[mocking] "This is the Kitchen Committee."
We've established--
And it looks like they made a wrong turn
and ended up on our turf.
Our "turf"?
Word on the street is you think you can bring dessert
to a committee event.
The street? [chuckles]
Are we on The Wire?
We do what we want when we want.
Huh! -Hey!
I was just making a point.
You want war, we'll give you a war.
No one wants war.
I'd love a war.
I was just saying I could go for some trench foot
and mustard gas.
She really wasn't.
Well, if you don't want our dessert,
maybe we won't make dinner either.
Let's not--
Good! Who needs you?
Lacey and I will make the dessert
and the dinner!
We'll what?
Good luck.
Ha ha!
We sure told them.
What is wrong with you?
[♪♪♪]
Oh, hey, Kitchen Committee.
I heard about Karen's birthday dinner.
Oh, baby, I can't wait
to fill my gut with your perogies.
Well, we're not doing the dinner,
so there won't be any perogies.
Great, looking forward to it.
Wait, what did you say,
and why do you want to hurt me?
[groans]
What have you gotten me into?
I can't cater dinner and dessert by myself.
Who said "by yourself"?
I can cook too, you know.
I was head of the Kitchen Committee.
I feed my kid every day.
Wait, did I...?
I'll be right back.
Okay, explain to me
what the Kitchen Committee just explained to me,
and then tell me they're wrong.
They're not wrong.
We're cooking Karen's birthday dinner.
So you're making their perogies?
I don't know what we're making,
but it's not going to be boring old perogies.
I see, but you could make
a couple dozen boring old perogies for me, right?
Make your own perogies.
You sell frozen ones at Corner Gas.
No, the store-bought ones aren't as yummy.
The Kitchen Committee has some special secret recipe.
Then go find their recipe and make some.
The recipe.
Sure, how hard can it be?
I can read.
I can work a spoon.
Honestly,
sometimes he's like a helpless child.
Right, I gotta go.
Okay, listen,
before you get all mad, just hear me out.
[laughs]
You're chuckling.
Is that angry chuckling?
I knew you wouldn't fix the water heater,
and it was just a matter of time
before something like this happened,
so I already took everything I cared about
out of the basement.
[laughs] Not everything.
That flowered hat I bought you
is right there,
and it's ruined.
I said "everything I cared about."
[grunting with effort]
Thanks for your help.
My back isn't what it was 20 years ago.
Mine isn't what it was 20 seconds ago.
[groans] This is like 10 years' worth of wiper fluid.
How long do you think you're gonna live?
Well, sorry!
How'd you like it if I took my business elsewhere?
If you would've taken it elsewhere
before you took it here,
I would've loved it.
I made this for you.
Oh, sweetheart--
I know, right?
Karen's birthday party tonight.
8:00. Town Hall. Be there.
We can't. It's our date night.
I see.
Well, looks like I have to give you guys a ticket
for loitering.
Loitering?
We're having a picnic.
Open liquor...
This is non-alcoholic beer.
...impersonating liquor.
There.
500 bucks?
Or come to Karen's party tonight.
That's extortion.
Hmm, never looked at it like that.
See you at 8:00!
You left this coat down there too!
I gave you this.
Are you saying you don't like it?
It's ugly, ripped,
smells like a wet dog,
and that was before the flood.
When you shop for me,
do you just grab the first thing you see?
Aah!
This one's damaged.
Discount!
Yeah, well you've given me plenty of crappy gifts.
Maybe I'll toss some of those in the water.
That'll show me.
There you are, Nate,
one bowl of soup,
just like Helen,
who ordered soup two minutes ago.
Mavis, are you going to want a soup too?
Because I'm kinda busy back there.
Oh, no, thank you, dear.
Step one, separate the eggs--
[Mavis] Lacey, can I have some soup?
[groans]
Okay, separate the--
[Nate] Lacey, my soup's too hot.
[groans]
Okay, let's try this again.
Separate the--
All right!
Separate the eggs--
[Nate] My spoon's too big!
I know what you're doing.
[police siren chirps]
Hey, you teenagers drinking in the park,
do you know where there's more booze?
Karen's party at the Town Hall tonight!
Tell your parents!
Or I'll tell your parents.
[cell phone rings]
Hello?
The streamers are streamed, the balloons are ballooned.
I decked the hell out of this hall.
Nice!
Just as long as there's no yellow, okay?
Karen hates yellow.
[balloon deflating]
Well, what do we have here?
The Christmas jam-jams you got me.
Maybe I'll toss those in the...
No, these are way too cozy.
Oh, here we go, my good birthday shirt.
It's basement bath time for--
Hmm...
Then what'll I wear on my birthday?
Or my funeral?
A-ha!
These useless Easter--
I can't get rid of these corn cuddlers.
Damn her thoughtful hide.
Where the hell are the macaroons?
The committee's got me running around so much,
I haven't started.
The committee?
Why are you sleeping with the enemy?
Just tell 'em to get lost.
They're customers.
My reputation means everything.
I can't just--
[Helen gasps]
What did you say to them?
I just told them
you keep free-range rats in the kitchen.
What?!
That could ruin my business!
Whoa, whoa.
One problem at a time.
We really want you guys to play at Karen's birthday,
but we can't afford to give you each a meal.
How about we share one meal,
but we each get a dessert?
Are you sure we're safe in this arcade?
It is on fire.
We're fine.
You're dreaming this whole thing anyway.
I'm going to kick you in the ribs now.
What? Why?
Ow!
Hey, watch it.
Sorry to interrupt nap time.
I wasn't napping,
I fainted.
Guess I blew so hard I passed out.
I read that on a bathroom wall once.
Why didn't you just use that?
No way.
I'm savin' that for Karaoke.
Well, knock yourself out...
again.
Sorry I can't help.
I'm on a mission.
A mission... impossible!
[♪♪♪]
Oh, that was surprisingly possible.
--and then it hit me.
I gotta step it up and get Emma a thoughtful gift.
Something real special, you know?
So you came to a gas station?
What, I should go to Foo Mart?
Oh, looks like the brick delivery's here.
You better bring those in.
Ugh, why is everything so heavy,
and why is Brent selling bricks?
Is he supposed to give them away?
Use your head.
The hall's done,
and Hank's gone to get flamingoes.
Ooh, these look good,
and they smell yummy,
like a high-end sun block.
Mm. That's what we were going for.
[murmured counting]
Okay, 20.
Where's the other 180?
200 people?
That can't be right.
Oh, it isn't.
I didn't count us.
It's 203.
[gasping]
[♪♪♪]
We can't cook for 200.
203.
Whatever! We don't have enough time
to make 180 macaroons and dinner.
Dinner's off.
What? No!
The party will suck,
and Karen'll never talk to me again.
I'll die alone and friendless.
You're saying we're not your friends?
That's a load off.
Look, you keep making macaroons here,
I'll go home and whip something up there.
That could work.
Just make sure it's something special,
and memorable!
I keep forgetting "memorable."
[♪♪♪]
Oh...
so the "making them" is the impossible part.
[sizzling] Gah! Boiling!
Obviously!
[gasps] Freezing!
Obviously.
Hey, what's this?
[♪♪♪]
♪ Hallelujah! ♪
Hallelujah!
[cell phone rings]
Hank, what's taking so long?
I'm still at the flamingo place.
How many do you think I should get?
Just get whatever you can and boot it back here.
The party's starting.
Gimme 25 of the pink ones.
I told you, they're not for sale.
Come on, some of them are one-legged.
For you, my love.
I saw these flowers and thought of you.
Yeah. I wonder why.
Are you selling these to Foo Mart?
Aah!
What are you doing?
You scared the hell out of me!
I'm giving you a shoulder massage.
You're giving me a heart attack!
Surprise!
Made ya dinner.
Chicken a la Barbecue sauce.
Bonjour.
Why are you making dinner?
We're eating at Karen's birthday party.
Judas Priest, there's no gift that'll make you happy.
Just go to the damn party by yourself, then!
Really?
A night away from you?
Oh, Oscar, that's so thoughtful.
[kissing]
Ha! Nailed it. [chuckles]
Easiest gift ever.
I'm a helluva husband.
[♪♪♪]
Ah, it looks like we got it all done!
Yep, I sure did.
No small feat.
Uh, don't you mean "we"?
Fine.
No wee feat.
[party music thumping]
We've got everything.
Karen's favourite music, Karen's favourite dessert,
Karen's favourite people...
Where's Karen?
Oh, jeez.
[police siren wailing]
[sighs wearily]
Supposed to be my day off.
Hardest day of work in my life.
Get me to this party. I need a drink.
You sure you don't wanna go freshen up?
You look a little...
Yeah, let's get you a drink.
All right, main course, what'd you make?
My specialty.
Ta-dah!
Peanut butter sandwiches?
And jam!
That's not special.
Davis said "make something special."
That's why I cut them on an angle.
Ugh! This isn't a dinner!
This is a kid's lunch circa 1952.
Are you calling me a bad mother?
No, I'm calling you a bad cook.
How about I call you an ambulance?
There's nothing like a party
to soothe the nerves after a hard day.
[Lacey and Wanda arguing]
Yes, this is very relaxing.
You said you'd help me!
I came up with the rat story!
Well, at least I made Karen's favourite dessert,
macaroons!
Oh, no, I'm allergic to coconut.
My favourite dessert is macarons.
That's what I said,
only not with the goofy accent.
Nice work, Ina Garten.
Oh, bite my biscuit!
Hey, hey, it's still a fun party.
There's music, balloons, drinks, a goose.
Whoa, wait, why is there a goose?
Oh, no...
[guests gasping]
What the hell, Hank?
You said get whatever,
and they're real fussy-butts at the zoo.
Think of them as Canadian flamingoes.
You know I meant plastic flamingoes, right?
Oh...
Well, that makes more sense.
Davis, about this $500 ticket--
[goose squawking]
[yelping]
The food!
Now there's no dinner.
A-ha! So you admit it's a dinner.
Oh, Brent, thank god you made perogies,
and there's enough for everyone.
Everyone?
This is more
of a single-serving situation.
I don't know if--
[goose squawks]
Well, well, well,
it turns out that making a whole dinner is--
[goose squawks]
[laughs]
How does that feel, you old--
Oh!
[♪♪♪]
I'm going to the bar.
Run for your lives!
[screaming]
[chuckling] Classic.
[squawks into microphone]
[♪♪♪]
[laughing]
Oh, check it out!
I already got 200 more likes
than Denise's dumb Parthenon Party. See?
Yup, I'll admit
it took a lot of work for me to plan.
You planned a wild goose attack?
Well, I planned the geese.
The attack was icing on the cake.
I'm sorry.
I just wanted it to be a special,
once-in-a-lifetime thing.
Trust me, it was.
No one will ever forget it.
Especially Helen.
You wanna go to war?
There's going to be some scarring.
Best birthday ever.
Thanks, Davis.
[clinking glasses] Cheers.
Oh, and hey, thanks for covering for me
at Corner Gas.
Sure.
By the way, I didn't lock up the store,
since I don't have keys.
Ah, no biggie.
Dog River's full of good people.
Sorry, I didn't bring in the brick delivery.
You left the bricks outside?!
[panting in panic]
What are you doing here, Oscar?
Did you pump the water out of the basement?
I opened up a window. It'll dry out.
By the time we get home, no more problem.
[geese honking]
[aggressive squawking]
[♪♪♪]
♪ I don't know ♪
♪ The same things you don't know ♪
♪ I don't know ♪
♪ I just... don't know ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ It's a great big place ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ Full of nothin' but space ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ And it's my happy place ♪
♪ I don't know ♪