♪
[laughing]
- Are you sure it's okay that I'm not taking you to the airport?
- Of course. It's way too soon for the airport.
He said, trying not to scare her off. [Maggie chuckles]
- Even if we were married with a townhouse and a dog,
it would still be too soon. - Noted.
DRIVER: Daniel? - Yeah.
- Trunk's full and my cat's loose in the back,
but I'm your ride.
- This isn't how I die, is it?
I'll call you. - I'll answer.
[cat screeching]
- Wow, okay. MAGGIE: Wow.
- You know what, seriously, I'm gonna need a response to the
"is this how I die" question. Just before--
[cat screeches] Oh.
- I'm off the clock!
[indistinct chatter, laughter]
- Oh man. This is so fun!
I love that we can have a loud, drunken dinner outside
and know that our neighbor isn't gonna call in a noise complaint.
- Well, there's no complaint when the noise is Louise.
- I just like that I can hang out with you guys
instead of my weird goth roommate and her Gila monster.
[dog snarling] [laughter]
- Oh, Ben, did Mom drop off some boxes of old stuff for you.
- Oh no, did she get a new self-help book?
- Yeah, so she's getting rid of things.
Most of the boxes she gave me are old self-help books.
- Ooh, I love vintage self-help books.
Ya know, I just miss when they used to tell you to change your personality
instead of, like, honoring it.
[all agreeing] No.
- But I also found some of Dad's old stuff.
- Really? - Yeah.
- Anything good?
- Remember the old tortilla press he taught me to cook on?
- No! - Yes! Took me right back.
It's like I could smell the kitchen. BEN: Mm.
Well, maybe my bottle caps are in there.
- I know, I was thinking that.
- Oh, we found your grandmother's manatee.
Amy's gonna wear it on her face at the wedding.
- I am. I'm gonna wear it on my face,
and he means mantilla.
- Mantilla, mantilla, mantilla. [all laughing]
- Which reminds me, you guys. I need opinions, okay?
And be honest. - That means lie, guys.
- I've gone through all of these wedding magazines.
I still don't know which kind of dress to go with.
Why can't I be one of those women who only has, like, one good silhouette?
- Mm!
[camera clicks]
- Oh! Yeah, you choose that one.
- Wait, what? Are you sure? - Yeah.
Yeah, I just saw it. You look gorgeous, by the way.
You should have, like, deer and birds following you around.
- Oh, I love that idea! Thank you so much, Maggie!
- Birds and deers?
- You saved me 400 bucks in wedding magazines.
- I know. - Dave, close your eyes.
DAVE: Okay. - Okay.
[everyone oohs and ahhs] [gasps]
- That is gorgeous. - Wow, beautiful.
[chuckling]
♪
- Hey, girl.
- Oh, hi. - Hi. I just want to say thank you again
for the wedding dress tip.
- Oh. - I brought you a coffee.
- Ooh. - It's my favorite.
- Whoa, that's heavy.
- Mm-hm, it's mostly Baileys.
Anywho, I was just wondering if maybe I could get a more formal reading.
You know, to just knock out some of those details of the wedding?
- Oh, Amy, uh... I-I'd love to help you, but I just--
It's, kind of, my policy I don't give readings to friends
'cause it gets a bit messy. - Right.
Yeah, Louise told me that you might say that,
so I came up with a list of several compelling reasons
why you and I are not really friends.
One, I have no idea when your birthday is.
Two, even if I did know, I wouldn't post about you on Instagram.
Three, even if I did post,
I'd make sure I still look better in the photo.
That's not real friendship.
- I'd argue that's what most friendship looks like these days.
- Four, unless you're standing directly in front of me,
I have no idea what color eyes you have.
They're really pretty, by the way.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
- Amy, look, I've been to your house,
I borrowed clothes from you.
We are friends.
- What's my last name? - Morales.
- Come on, even the receptionist at my dentist knows that,
and she and I are definitely not friends.
Do you know what she said to me? - No.
- I'm gonna pull up the text thread real quick.
- Oh. - I'm gonna have to go a few months back.
Just gimme a minute. [laughs] Look at that meme.
[laughs] Okay, that's not it.
Let me just take a seat and get real comfy here.
- You're sitting. - Oh. Oh, is this it? That's not it.
Gimme, like, 15 minutes or so-- - Okay, you know what? It's fine.
I'll just give ya a reading. - Thank you.
[exhales]
- I'm learning to be chill from Louise.
- I should actually probably use this on you.
- Mm, I feel that.
I love that. - Okay.
- Look, don't be embarrassed. It happens all the time.
- I'm not. You're the one who farted.
- Hey.
JESSIE: Hey, what's up? - Check it out.
I finally got the boxes from my mom's attic.
There's supposed to be some of my dad's stuff in here.
[glass shatters] Mother.
- Uh, Amy told me about your dad. I'm so sorry he passed.
- Oh, thanks. It's been a rough couple of years without him.
I mean, we were pretty close.
- Yeah, they used to go out on the porch and talk for hours every night.
- He'd always drink a beer and I'd drink a soda,
and we kept the bottle caps. It was kind of our thing.
I'm really hoping they're in here.
- Oh, I love that.
My dad and I used to go to the flea market together every Sunday.
He really taught me how to see the beauty in even the most ugly--
Whoa! Old brown ties!
- So weird. My dad never wore a tie in his life.
These must've been somebody else's.
- So, you're just gonna donate them, or?
- These are six inches thick,
and smells like the time I got my cast off.
Even nostalgia has its limits.
- All right. Well, what about these?
- No way! Those are my uncle's favorite dress jeans.
He used to wear them to weddings and to do yard work.
- [sniffs] Oh, this smells like a dry horse.
Okay, this is gonna be my pile... over here.
- Yeah, have at it. - Oh, cute.
- Okay, let's begin. - Okay.
Ah, ooh! - Sorry,
I have that urge a lot, and I can't do it with strangers.
- You have a lot of rings, so. - Okay, for real this time.
- Okay.
♪ light music plays ♪
MAGGIE: Oh, yeah, I see you in your wedding dress.
Your back looks fantastic.
- I'm sure I go on a cleanse. [chuckling]
MAGGIE: Ooh, goin' for a plated dessert
instead of a traditional wedding cake.
AMY: Of course, I'm not a Neanderthal.
MAGGIE: Oh, nope. There's the cake.
- Damnit, Dave.
- Oh, now I see you... holding a baby.
- A baby? W-We're having a baby?
Dave and I didn't think we were ready for that yet.
MAGGIE: Oh, wait.
Now your brother's holding the baby.
AMY: Okay, is it Ben's baby or is it my baby?
Because if Ben has a baby before me, I will literally die.
- It's unclear.
Oh, Dave's there now.
- Like, what is happening? And is it happening soon
because I just bought a bunch of really cute new bras.
MAGGIE: You're hugging each other.
AMY: Well, who's congratulating who? Whose baby is it?
MAGGIE: Dad? AMY: Yeah, who's the dad?
[Amy gasps]
Baby's ugly, isn't it?
♪
- Okay, so I have been working on this recipe for months.
- Ooh.
- Mmm... so good.
[gags]
Fun work question. - Mm?
- Okay, well, I was with a client, and, uh, I had a vision,
and I would like to see more of that vision.
To help her. For her, the client.
- Maggie, to go looking for more is to go looking for trouble.
Seeing the future is like TV at my mom's house,
it's best just to watch what's on and what's on is Reba.
Always Reba.
- Okay, well, what I'm hearing is that you don't know how to do it.
- Oh, okay. I see you. You wanna do this?
Write this down.
Get some paper... Come on.
You wanna get ya some witch hazel-- - Witch hazel.
- eye of newt, a pinch of Gold Bond-- - Okay, slow down.
- Girl, I cannot believe you writin' this down.
You know how to enhance a vision.
Just keep your mind clear.
And whatever you do, do not get emotionally involved.
- I'm not emotionally involved. It has nothing to do with me.
- Hm, that's what I said about Reba, but she sucks you in.
- She does.
- Throw this in the trash.
- Rude. - Mm-mm.
♪
- Hey! Can I keep this?
- Yeah, just throw it in your pile.
JESSIE: What about this? - I can't believe it.
Box after box and all I got was
"My mom went to Hawaii, and all I got was this t-shirt" t-shirt.
- So, are you gonna keep it? - Aloha, dear shirt.
- Was that a hello or goodbye to it?
- I really thought I'd find the bottle caps here.
- I'm so sorry, Ben. I mean, we could start drinking a lot of beer
and start our own collection.
You know, be one of those couples that loves beer?
Never mind, I take it back. I hate that idea.
- It's not just about the bottle caps.
I, I wanna hold something in my hand, and, you know, feel like that my dad
is actually... with me.
- Well, you have your memories.
I mean, remember when your dad taught us both how to drive?
And how to cry to get out of a ticket... which somehow worked better for you.
- It's just not the same.
- [gasps] Oh, Maggie's gonna love these.
- Oh, oh, uh... those are at least 10 years old.
- Oh, they're not for eating.
♪
Okay, so, explain it to me again.
- Okay, so Ben was there...
- Mm-hm. - ...and there was a baby.
Amy and Dave were there, too. And I don't know whose baby it is.
- Okay, and I was there, too, right?
- No. - Oh, okay. This is upsetting.
- The weirdest part is that my dad was there
holding a "World's #1 Grandpa" mug.
- What?! - Yeah!
- Okay... your dad would be
a good grandpa, but world's number one?
- Lou, no. It could be my baby.
With Ben. Remember? I gave him that reading,
and there was a baby.
What if it's the same baby?
Why else would my dad be holding that mug?
- Hmm, well, it's kinda funny you're jumping right to Ben
when it could also be a baby with Daniel. [sighs]
- Yeah, but Ben was there, and Daniel wasn't,
so that's what's messing with my head.
- [sighs] Well... I'd like to be able to help you out,
but clearly, my invitation to the vision of the year
got lost somewhere in the mail, so.
You're gonna have to go to literally anybody else
who was there to find out.
- That's actually a really good idea.
- [posh accent] Obviously, darling.
And that's how I became a very rich woman.
- [posh accent] Oh, very intelligent indeed.
[posh laughter]
Dave-- - Yeah.
- Thank you for coming. - Don't touch.
- Oh yeah, for sure.
Um, a little nervous. I've never had anybody inside me.
My head. I meant my head.
- First time for everything.
All right.
Let's find this baby, shall we?
- Do it. - Okay.
[exhales]
♪
Oh, I'm seeing a birthday party.
Oh... it's for a little girl.
- Aw, is it our girl? - Huh.
- Um, it's a girl.
Oh, you guys are there.
Ben, too.
[cheering]
- Yeah! - You've got it. Now give it a big swing.
Oh, jeez!
- [winces] Oh god. - What? What is it?
- Oh, nothing. She just, um... hit someone.
[winces]
- Oh boy. She just hit my new knee!
- He can't go five minutes without bragging about that new knee.
[girl crying] - Oh, sweetheart, no.
It's fine, it's fine. Don't worry about that.
Here. Your mama's over there. You go. Go run to mama.
MAGGIE: Oh, she's running to her mom.
Okay, she's running.
AMY: Okay. Mm-hm. - She's going.
AMY: Uh-huh. MAGGIE: She's running.
- Who's her mom?
- I don't know.
- Who's her mom? Who's mommy?
- What child is this? - I don't... I don't know. I lost it.
- Okay, let's get it back.
- Okay. AMY: Now really focus.
♪ upbeat music playing ♪
- Uch, it's just your wedding again.
[sighs] How many hype dancers do you need?
- Between eight and 14. Go back to the little girl.
- Yeah, d-does she have an Aussie accent?
Does she call me Appa? Is she a weightlifter?
- Okay, you know what? Clearly, this isn't working.
You guys are too emotionally involved. Could you just calm down?!
[softly] I'm sorry.
♪
BEN: Hi. - Hey. Oh. Movin' out already?
- I'm just grabbing some old family stuff.
- Oh, that must be pretty emotional. - Huh, I wish.
I have no sentimental attachment to any of it.
- Hm. - So, what am I gonna do?
Hand down a bunch of old socks and power cords to my kid?
- Your kid? [nervous laughter] I don't know anything about your kid.
- Yeah, I, I guess I should be like my Abuela Rosie.
She always said, "Hold on to nothing and eat a lot of fiber."
Those were actually the same lesson.
- Wait, I'm sorry. Did you say Rosie? - Yeah. Oh, I love that name.
You know, Amy and I used to argue about who would get to name their kid Rosie.
- And, uh, just out of curiosity, who won that argument?
- Uh... whoever has the first kid, I guess.
- Okay, so it's just a
good ol' fashioned race down the birth canal.
[awkward chuckle] Okay, well, uh, good luck
sorting through your past.
- Thanks, Maggie.
Good luck sorting through your future. - Oh... that's a good one.
[chuckling]
- Oh, careful. You good?
- Uh-huh. - All right.
- So, how's, um, Cincinnati? - Oh, it's beautiful.
So much brown grass this time of year.
How are you? Maggie?
Did you hear my thing about the brown grass?
- Wh-- Oh, yeah. [chuckles] Uh, sorry.
I've just been really distracted with work this week.
[video call rings] Oh, uh, speaking of...
I need to take this.
- Gone for one day and you're already havin' phone sex with someone else?
- Oh, no, that is not what I do for work. I'll talk to you later.
- Hi, um, Dave and I need to talk to you about some sex stuff.
- Hey, Maggie. Hey, is tonight the night we go for the baby?
Uh, because we're horny, but we're scared, which is making us even more horny.
- Uh-huh, and even more scared.
- Oh, I, I don't really think I should-- AMY: Do we even want kids right now?
- Yeah. Yeah, if you could tell us what we want right now, that'd be great.
- Oh, no, I definitely can't tell you what you want.
- Look, if we're gonna have a baby, we need to know when we should start.
- And if you can tell us what to do with our bodies,
uh, and possibly mouths, just in case. - And our mouths.
- Okay, maybe I shouldn't have given you so many readings.
- Did your first vision seem like it was nine months from today?
Did you see any newspapers with dates on it?
Like, what model phone was I holding?
- Whoa, I'm gonna need you guys to just take a step back.
You know, I did not mean for you to become obsessed.
- We're not obsessed. No. - Oh, we're not obsessed. No, no, no.
- We just can't think about anything else. - Right,
and I'm already very, very competitive with other mothers.
- I dismantled my knife wall.
♪
- Are you kidding me? It is 1:00 in the morning.
- Okay, it is, like, 9:30, and it is an emergency.
- What's wrong?
- Okay, well, you know that thing that you told me not to do? [chuckles]
I did it, and I might've ruined two peoples' lives.
- Bitch, three.
♪
ANGEL: My god. - I know, I'm sorry.
I just-- I'm in a pickle, and I really need your help.
Who is Maria Carey?
- The merch guy outside the concert was not affiliated with the concert.
And speaking of people getting involved in things
they should not be getting involved in. - Okay, I couldn't help it.
Maybe the vision, kind of, sort of, possibly, involved me?
- Hold up, so you let somebody compulsively look into their future
so you could compulsively look into yours?
- That is a very accurate summary. That feels like an attack.
- How bad is it? - Things couldn't get any worse?
- Oh, they could get worse. You could make that soup again.
- Wait, no. That wasn't soup. That was a casserole.
- Honey, if that was casserole, this is Mariah.
- Okay, please just tell me what to do.
- You're gonna give them their money back. - No, they're rich.
- You're gonna keep the money and buy me a gift
because I'mma get you out of this.
- [sigh of relief] Thank you. - Mm-hm. Here we go with the hugs.
M'kay, go home.
- No, what are we watching? - We're going home.
- Hocus Pocus is on. - [gasps] Ooh.
- "Another beautiful morning." - Ooh! Let's go.
♪
- Thank you. - Last chance to change your mind.
You can't get any of this stuff back.
- Yeah, I can't get a lot of things back.
- Well, you could probably get the brown ties back if you run.
- No, I'm good. I can smell them from here. Thank you.
- Yoo-hoo! Sorry, announced visitor. - Oh.
- Uh, Ben, you should have this.
- Oh, that's okay. I really don't need a boombox.
- Not the boombox. The tape.
[plays tape]
YOUNG BEN: Four score and seven years ago.
- Is that you? - Yeah.
I was practicing for that presidential wax museum
we did in the fifth grade. I was Lincoln.
- Oh yeah, and I was Chester A. Arthur.
The parents walked around the gym,
and they had to make us talk by pressing those buttons on our bodies.
I don't think they do that anymore.
I should call and make sure they don't do that anymore.
[plays tape] YOUNG BEN: This is so boring.
BEN'S DAD: History's not boring.
- Whoa, that's... that's my dad.
BEN'S DAD: It's our guide for how to do everything.
¿Qué te pasa?
Lincoln had to be brave giving his speech
in the same way you have to be brave giving yours.
YOUNG BEN: I don't know.
BEN'S DAD: He did!
And he taught us that when we're brave,
good things happen, huh?
Just because you can't see the past
doesn't mean it's not there to guide you, mijo.
[tape stops] - I-I remember this day.
We, uh--
My dad and I were sitting out on the porch with our drinks,
and... that's where he would tell me
all about his life in Cuba... the world.
The past.
He's why I became a history teacher.
- Wow... That's better than bottle caps.
- Way better.
- Well, don't forget your accessory, Mr. Lincoln.
[laughing] - Of course!
Oh my gosh! This was the hat! Oh!
LOUISE: Sorry if it's a little sandy in there
'cause I took it to the beach and... put sand in it.
- Oh, okay.
- Thank you so much for bringing this back, Louise.
- Of course. - Really, thank you.
- Oh, wait, wait, wait. So, you're just gonna
keep the boombox, then? Okay.
It's not like I ordered a bunch of cool stickers to put on it or anything.
♪
- M'kay, how to explain this, how to explain this.
Do you remember The Sorcerer's Apprentice from Fantasia?
- The hat. That's Mickey, right?
- Yes, that's right. - Mm-hm.
- Mickey was the apprentice. Very good.
Well, he gets in a little bit over his head,
the mops and the brooms-- - I never saw that movie.
- Seriously? - Mm-mm.
No, I never saw Fantasia. Never saw Caddyshack. - Uh-uh. What?!
- Well, I told you this. - What? Who? I'm--
- Heterosexuals! Please! - Sorry.
- Listen... Maggie went too far, and I am the sorcerer here
to clean up her mess.
Now, for your good and for hers, she cannot do any more readings for you.
- Okay. - Oh.
- I really want to say I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I'm not allowed to talk.
- You may speak. - Okay.
I feel terrible that things got out of hand.
I got... emotionally involved.
- What? Why?
- Because
you guys are my friends, and what I saw showed me
that we're gonna be friends for a long time, and--
BOTH: Aw.
- Shivers. - Maggie. I know. That's really sweet.
But what I'm hearing is you can't be our psychic anymore,
but Angel can. DAVE: Mm-hm.
- Oh, I can. - 'Kay.
- But we need to break your baby fever cold turkey.
And when you come back to me, you will not dictate what I see for you.
The universe will.
And my experience and charm will dictate my prices,
which are a lot higher than Maggie's.
- Understood. - That's fine.
- Just so we're clear.
- Angel's right.
I may no longer be able to tell you if you're gonna be parents,
but... as your friend,
I can tell you guys that you would be great ones.
- Aw.
I do have to admit, babe,
that I loved how excited you got about being a dad.
You're gonna be an amazing Appa.
- And you're gonna be right up there with the best mothers of the world.
Teresa... Superior... Goose.
[chuckling]
♪
MARIA: Maggie, what's, um--
What are you doing with your face there?
What is that? - I'm smiling.
- Uh-oh, you need money?
- Jack, don't make her beg. Just give her the money.
- Guys, I'm fine. I don't need money.
- Mmm.
- Mm. Mm-mm. Mm.
W-Why do you have that mug?
- Oh.
You know, the orthodontist down in my, uh, office building,
he's always stealing my parking spot,
so I stole his coffee mug.
Mm, and a couple of retainers.
- I was gonna make Christmas ornaments out of them.
Turns out they're used. Joke's on us.
♪ "Goin' Home" by Daniel Blake playing ♪
- Oh my gosh! An airport pickup?
- I hope it's not too soon, she said, meaning it completely.
- Not at all.
- Hi. - Hi.
You made a whole sign and everything. - Oh.
Yeah, actually, this was a terrible idea. I've had several unsavory offers.
- Who? Who? Point him out. [laughing]
- Okay, let's go. I didn't park in a real spot.
- Oh, okay.
♪ I'm goin' home ♪
♪ Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh ♪
♪ I'm goin' home ♪
♪ Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh ♪
♪ I'm goin' home ♪
♪ Home, I'm goin' home ♪
♪ I'm goin' home ♪
[clucks]
[fanfare]