Promise not to freak out.
Uh... I make no promises.
Uh, that's... a lot.
I knew you'd freak out.
No, it's...
it's cool.
Wait, how did you get that scar?
Military school.
They like to beat up on the new guy.
My mom thought the school would help me, but...
I'm sorry.
Hey, I learned my way around a kitchen, right?
What about you?
Any tattoos?
Well, I just have this one.
I got it with Elodie and Mel.
Nice. Triangle.
- Yeah. - Trio. I get it.
Yeah.
Hey, it's really cool you guys are close again.
You know,
she's not gonna be cool with this.
And... what exactly is this?
Um...
I don't know.
But I like it.
Me too.
Oh, hey, what's... what's the story with this one?
Oh, uh...
nothing.
So I said...
"You will if you know what's good for you, young man."
Ah, Tabitha.
We're always saying how lucky Brady is to have landed you.
Yeah. Thanks, Dad.
You look very beautiful tonight.
Thanks, Trip.
Is it true?
Once you go Black...
- I'm kidding. - How are classes, Trip?
My Ivy League son.
Jury's still out on Brady.
A little tough, but you know me.
Always up for a challenge.
Mm, absolutely. That's what I always say.
- Always has been. - That's right.
Mm.
- That's the right attitude. - Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
Just love having the family all together.
What? Come on. You can't go.
Brady, I... It's Thanksgiving.
- My dad's on his way. - But what about me?
I mean, you know my family. You know how they are. Come on, Tabitha.
Come on, I need you.
Just... try not to engage with them.
Okay?
You abandon me, then you tell me how to deal with my family?
- No, Brady, that's not what I'm saying. - Jesus Christ,
- you're so fucking selfish! - Brady!
What was that?
Brady, you okay?
Uh, fine, Mom.
Just an accident.
You can tell me when you're ready.
Oh.
- Um, hey, Moe. - Oh.
- Shh. - Open the door. I have to pee.
Wait, you're... you're here, at my house?
Yeah, I wanted to check out the new rental.
Um, yeah, I'll... I'll be right there.
Cool. All right, go upstairs. My room. Go.
What? Okay.
Check your privilege at the French doors. This place is dope!
Thanks.
Uh, s...
So, how... how are you?
I don't know. Not great.
Seriously, if I could just...
take back that one dumb kiss,
- we wouldn't have stolen that test, and-- - Everything's gonna be okay.
What's done is done.
Thanks.
You know, I've never really...
had friends, like,
come through for me like that, so...
means a lot.
Well, someone is feeling the holiday spirit.
What are you doing for Turkey Day, anyway?
Well, my mom is spending Thanksgiving
at a silent retreat in the Cascades.
She, like, begged me to come,
- but it was a hard pass. - Why?
Uh, well, I mean, it's, like, either three days in silence
with colonics, or,
you know, three hours with my dad
at the country club with some Nike execs.
I mean, at least the club has turkey, right?
- Yeah, I get that. - Yeah.
I would kill for some peace and quiet.
My mom and Ben have been at each other's throats,
like, seriously, all the time.
Well, I'm sure they'll, you know, work it out.
Yeah, who knows? Oh, is this your bathroom?
- Uh, yeah. - I bet you got a sick sink.
You have a call from...
Danny Truax.
...an inmate at Columbia River Correctional Institute.
Do you accept the following charges?
Mi amor, Happy Thanksgiving.
How are you? I miss you.
It's been a minute.
I know. Uh, I'm sorry.
You know how it is.
How's Ma? How's Ben?
They're fine.
Um, the same.
Any big Thanksgiving plans?
Yeah, yeah, just... working.
Oh. Sorry.
But hey, at least people are nicer this time of year.
Moe, your tables need you.
Dad, um, I should probably go.
Okay, well, while I have you, um...
I need a little bit of cash for some chanclas, a toothbrush.
Nothing shady. Nothing shady, I promise.
Uh... yeah.
Yeah. I'll, um...
I'll send some on Monday.
Thank you, mi amorcita.
It's important that families stick together.
Yo!
Friendsgiving.
Wait, excuse me?
Yeah, look at this place.
Dude, you literally have the perfect spot to host,
and Ben can cook.
Come on. After these crappy past few weeks,
we deserve... a real celebration.
- Okay. Yeah. It could be fun. - Yes! Okay, I'm gonna call Ben.
Uh, actually, what about Elodie?
Yes.
You know what? Let's go get her.
My Elodie has a melody.
Mom, don't be cheesy.
Ew.
Five-second rule.
You're a terrible role model.
And you're the light of my life.
Hey. Uh, how you doing?
Fine, just... workin' on some stuff.
Sounded good.
Wanna, uh, take a break, come help us downstairs?
Sure. Yeah, I'll be right down.
Okay.
- This is so good. How's it going? - Uh, good. It's a bit hard.
Well...
- Tricky. - Hey, kiddo.
Um, you want to chop some pecans
- for the sweet potatoes? - Sure.
Pecans have over 18 vitamins and minerals.
You guys gonna use marshmallows?
Oof. Why would you add sugar to sweet potatoes?
They're naturally sweet.
It's how my mom did it.
Oh, uh, you know what? I can run out and get some.
No, it's fine. Eighteen vitamins and minerals sound delicious.
I'll get it.
Surprise!
What up?
- Hey. - What's up, mama?
Oh, hi. Uh, did you invite your friends?
We have come to ask for your daughter's hand
to Friendsgiving.
Oh, come on, Mr. D.
The holidays are about, you know, bringing people together.
- This is very sweet, but-- - Mr. Davis, please.
- Elodie is our chosen family. We need her. - Literally need her.
Please, Dad? Can I go?
It's important that we spend holidays together.
Well, how about you guys come?
Uh, it's at my place.
Uh, yeah, no, totally. Um, zaddies are always welcome.
Sorry, but what's a zaddy?
Nothing. So, um, what do you say?
Uh...
I... think that sounds nice.
Everyone got their list?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Then get to it.
- Hi. - Hey.
An actual phone call. To what do I owe the pleasure?
- You're still coming tonight, right? - Yep.
Soon as I'm done with the fam.
Okay, good, 'cause I'm not gonna lie, I'm really excited to see you.
Me too. You're being awfully nice. You okay?
Yeah. Yeah, the holidays just make everyone gushy.
I'll see you later, baby.
Okay... baby.
No way you're going to spend time with your friends.
We haven't played Boggle yet.
Mom, we spent the entire day together.
- It's Thanksgiving. - Okay, well,
I'll make it up to you on Christmas.
Actually, um, I spoke to your dad, and it would mean a lot to him
if you would spend Christmas with him in Portland.
What? No.
That's not fair.
I'm not spending my holiday with that woman.
Do you have stock invested in this place?
My dad had to work, so he said dinner was on him.
- Luckily, gifts are his love language. - Great.
Do you think he could fund some shampoo and conditioner?
I need to tame this mane.
Yeah, totally. Toss them in.
Sweet.
Where'd you go?
I wanted a soda.
But, uh... then I changed my mind.
- You okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.
It's, uh... It's just my...
It's the first holiday without my mom, so...
Is there anything that we can do?
No, I'm just... glad we're together.
Same.
Fucking Brady just texted me.
What'd he say?
"Just sent my transcripts to Stanford. Couldn't have done it without you."
He is such a dick.
Yeah, Foster, your scoreboard's a little rough.
How about a nice guy next time?
What about Ben? He's nice.
Jesus! Don't even joke.
What, is that so crazy?
Uh, let's see.
She's fickle about boys, no offense,
and he's fickle about everything.
Plus, he's my brother.
Some things are sacred.
Relax, Moe.
He's not...
...my type.
The chef has arrived.
- Yo. - What's up, sis?
Let's do this.
We got a lot of good stuff.
Honestly, Tabitha,
I think you should just give dating a break until your guydar is fixed.
Well, it's not exactly like I could take it to a Genius Bar
and fix it, Moe.
Well, your track record is terrible.
Yeah, well, you don't have to make me feel worse about it.
Sorry, not sorry. I care.
You didn't have to be so hard on her.
Come on. She can take it.
So, you like shitty guys?
Don't.
I'm sorry.
What do I know about relationships? Noah and I break up every five minutes.
True.
Oh, my gosh!
- Wow. - Wow.
Wait.
Moe, today was all you.
You should do the honors.
Okay.
I never thought that I would be lucky enough to have
a normal holiday, so, um...
thank you guys for coming.
I love you a lot.
You rule, Moe!
Thanks.
Oh.
- Uh, let me get it. - No, I got it.
- Oh. - Are there more friends?
Yes. And I don't... we don't have chairs...
Dad, you made it.
- You look good, son. - Thank you.
Come on. Come in.
This is... This is beautiful.
Danny.
- What are you doing here? - Ah.
To surprise everyone.
Moe, come here.
Give your pop a hug.
I need water. Anyone else? No? Just me?
Cool. Um, Ben, a word?
- I could legit murder you right now. - I didn't know he was coming.
Oh, so he just knew where to find us? What, did prison give him psychic powers?
Okay, fine.
I didn't know if he'd show, and I didn't want to get your hopes up.
Well, I still deserved some warning.
Ben, you should've warned your sister and, quite frankly, me.
But Moe, this is what you always say you want,
and you're dad's here. He's making an effort...
...so let's make the best of it.
Fine. I'm just gonna pretend like he's not here.
How hard could it be?
Come on, Doug, he's not that funny.
Listen, Doug, if you're ever in Miami...
Great, more empty promises.
The beaches are the most beautiful.
- Really? - Except for Colombia, of course.
- Ah. - Colombia?
He's been once, when he was 14.
- Ben, I'm really impressed with dinner. - Thanks, Mom.
Baby girl, pass the butter?
No.
Um, you know what? I, uh...
I think we should all take turns saying what we're grateful for.
Uh, I'll... I'll go first.
Um... I'm grateful for my family.
Especially Elodie.
I know it hasn't always been easy, and I'm so proud of how far you've come.
It's not-- It's not that big of a deal.
No, it is. You've put in the work to get better, and it shows.
I, uh... Thanks.
I guess I'll go next.
I'm thankful for Elodie and Moe.
I don't think I would have made it this year without you guys.
- I'll go next. - This ought to be good.
I'm grateful for my children.
Mi familia.
I mean, Ben, this meal is... mwah!
- Thank you. - And Moe...
God, I just...
see more of me in you each day.
Both of you make me so proud.
Proud?
You're not even here.
On the road a lot lately.
- Some of you know. - On the road?
- Is that what we're calling prison now? - Moe.
No, you know, you...
You don't get to come in here and play the proud dad.
That's not how this parenting thing works.
You can't just abandon us and then just
drop by whenever you want.
Um...
I think we should, uh, go.
You wanna talk?
No.
You know, you would think after being locked up for three years,
the first thing you'd want is to see your kids.
Maureen, look--
Why am I not enough for you?
You are more than enough.
Bullshit.
You got out,
and you never tried to fix...
whatever this is.
I wrote a letter.
I burned it.
Damn.
Just burned it, huh?
Yeah.
That was probably a good idea.
Wasn't my best work.
But I know what it should have said.
And when I look at you,
I see this feisty,
smart as hell,
beautiful woman...
and it fills me up with pride.
But it also hurts...
'cause I know I didn't do it.
I know you deserve better from me.
I'm sorry I hurt you.
I love you.
I shouldn't have showed up like I did, so...
think I'm gonna go.
Can I call you this week?
Yeah.
Sure.
Piece of advice?
Don't be a Truax like me.
If you find something you love...
hold on to it.
Thank you.
I talked to your dad. Just... be home by 11:00.
Thanks.
And, uh, the sweet potatoes were actually really good.
I'll... save you some leftovers.
Jeez, I ate way too much.
Uh, sorry dinner came with a show.
Are you kidding? It made our family feel so normal.
Um, we'll see you in a couple hours, okay?
Okay.
You came.
Hey. So, I heard what happened, and, uh...
one-time offer, you can pie me in the face with this pie.
It looks really fun on TV.
Um... I appreciate the sentiment.
- Counteroffer... - Mmm?
- We eat it straight out of the box. - I like where your head's at.
My dude, all the pies have gluten.
Just accept it so we can both move on.
You'll be hearing from me on Yelp,
"my dude."
Wow, she sucked.
Yeah, one of many.
What can I get for you?
- I need a cherry pie. - That's a no-go, bro.
Been sold out since 9:00 a.m.
- Really? - Yeah.
Thanksgiving.
But mad respect on choosing cherry.
Like, most people just go for the predictable apple.
Don't get me started on pumpkin pie.
Oh, pumpkin's just straight-up trash.
Cherry's obviously the best.
- Yes. - Yes.
Do you go to Lakeshore?
Maybe.
School is something I dabble in from time to time.
Uh, so, say I had, like,
- a very serious pie-related emergency. - Mmm.
Is there, like, a number that I could call,
or I could text?
Oh, no, I'm s-- sorry.
I just go to school and come here. I just... I...
- I don't have time for anything else. - Yeah, I get it.
So, school and here?
- Yeah. Yeah. - Okay.
Gotcha.
Hmm.
Hi, can I get a job application, please?
Mm!
Is everything okay with your pops?
Yeah.
It might be.
But, anyway... did I nail Friendsgiving or what?
- Mmm. - Good food, some family drama...
- Even cherry pie. - Mmm.
It's obviously the best flavor.
Yo. Wanna help finish a pie?
- Here. - Thank you.
Hey.
Um, you did really great tonight.
Seriously? You barely talked to me, and Moe's furious.
Hm. Eh, lay low for a while, while Moe just cools down.
Hm. She'll come around. I mean, she always does.
Thanks.
Um...
Remember when you asked about my scar?
I got that from...
one of those bad boyfriends.
Like, really...
really bad.
I'm so sorry.
I just wanted you to know.
I mean, thanks for trusting me.
I would never do anything to hurt you.
I know.
You... make me feel safe.
Ditto.
What the fuck?
Moe, I--
No. Fuck you both.
I'm out.