Previously on Brothers and Sisters:
You're a heartthrob with a girlfriend. It'd be stupid to think this is
anything more than what it is.
- I'm in rehab. - Out making amends?
You were the best thing that's happened to me.
- I'm seeing someone. - This is a vineyard called Greendale.
William Walker felt very strongly
that Ojai Foods should be in the wine-making business.
I just hope that someday I could be worthy of your love and respect.
Whether together or not.
We've been here a minute and haven't done anything.
It's not that I don't want to. I don't mean I do want to.
It's just that even if I did want to, I couldn't.
- Are you OK? - Uh, yeah.
Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. I'm fine.
- You sure? - Yeah. How are you?
OK. Don't worry. You'll get used to my hair in the morning.
Oh. No. No, it wasn't that.
What was it?
- Oh, it was an earthquake. - Earthquake?
Yeah, yeah. Those happen in California.
I think it was about a five. Or maybe even a 6.2 or something.
- You didn't feel it? - No.
Huh.
Well, check the news.
I'm gonna go to the, you know, the bathroom.
That's the closet.
Yeah. I knew that.
It's pretty. Pretty day.
Here's the bathroom.
- Kit. How was your Valentine's? - Sarah! Thank God! Oh, my God!
Thank God you picked up. You are never gonna believe this.
I slept with McCallister.
Oh, God, Kitty. You scared me. I thought something bad had happened.
Something bad did happen! Do you understand I work for him?
- He is my boss! - Oh, please.
Sleeping with co-workers is a reflex for you.
Anyway, didn't you say he was also attracted to you?
- We agreed we wouldn't act on it. - Give me a break.
When have you slept with someone you didn't work with?
Oh, you know what? Be nice! Just be nice, OK? You know...
It just... it happened so fast.
I hadn't even kissed him, and we're sleeping together?
What if he thinks I'm easy? I mean, just come on.
Think back to college when you and all those guys...
Finish that sentence and I'm calling my favorite tabloid.
So how was he?
Sarah, please. As if I would ever even... You know, he was great.
I thought the only position Republicans could commit to
- was missionary. - Can we get back to
the fact I'm sitting in a hotel room with a naked politicianlmy boss.
- Hold on. It's Kevin calling me. - OK.
Hello, Kevin. I just... I can't talk right now.
- I'm in the middle of something. - Nothing is more important than this.
- I slept with him. - Who? Chad?
No. I've been sleeping with Chad.
What? More surprising than having an affair with a soap star?
Scotty. I slept with Scotty.
Oh, well, that's great! I like Scotty.
It's not great. He's my ex. Know what that means?
Can you just hold on? I'm on the other line with Sarah.
You're never gonna believe this. Kevin slept with Scotty last night.
- Hello? - And just like that,
- you were gonna betray my trust. - You know what?
You're like the CNN of our family. Just hold on.
Hey, Sarah, sorry. So Kevin slept with Scotty last night.
Shut up! Get the details. I'll hold.
I wouldn't tell him about Mr. Smith Goes to Washington,
- if you know what I mean. - OK. Spill it quickly.
- I have a crisis. - What crisis? It's 8:00 in the morning.
Did something happen last night? Did we get I?
Oh, my God, you and McCallister?
No, I didn't. We didn't. We didn't.
How does he look naked? Good?
Was it hot in that morally reprehensible kind of way?
Justin's calling. Hold on.
- Guess what? - I messed up, bro.
OK. Well, at least you're still alive.
I didn't do drugs, moron. Just... just Tyler.
- Oh, you ass. - I'm not supposed to have sex yet.
- I'll replace my addiction. - After rehab you're sworn to celibacy?
Yeah. Kind of.
- Look, I gotta go. - OK, whatever.
- Justin got back with Tyler last night. - Oh, you're kidding.
- Did you tell him? - We're having sexes with exes?
No, but I can't wait to.
Mom's calling. I'm gonna hang up so it'll go to voice mail
- or she'll know I'm avoiding her call. - All right. Bye.
- You better have crème de la gossip. - Justin slept with Tyler.
- Kevin is the source. - You're all sluts!
How is it that I am the only one that can't get laid on Valentine's Day?
- Mom is trying to call me. Hang on. - Don't you put me on hold.
I want the juice. Call her back.
- Does the senator sleep in the nude? - Well, in fact... he does.
Mom's calling me now. Your turn to hold.
Hi, Mom. Justin's fine. He's with Tyler.
Good. Good. But that's not really why I called.
For the record, I tried to bother Kitty and Kevin with this first.
Well, I appreciate that, Mom. What can I help you with?
Sarah, could you come pick me up... soon?
I think I'm close to your work. And I'll need you to bring your checkbook.
Where are you?
You know that building on Huntington across the street from the bank?
The one with the real tall fence around it?
You mean the Pasadena police station?
Yes, sweetie. That's it. That's it.
- Bad news. - I'll call you back.
I got off the phone with our real estate agent.
Greendale Vineyards was all but ours until Santa Ynez Food
- put in a higher bid. - Oh, that is bad.
Dad used to drink with Bill Harmsen. The last thing he should be doing
- is trying to buy a vineyard. - How much more?
- Four million. - What?
- We're looking at eight. - So much for Holly's spiel
about the vineyard undervalued.
Doesn't mean it wouldn't be a solid investment.
- Are you kidding? - There's nothing solid about wine.
Especially when you dive into it with no experience.
Exactly. Now, can we please just close the book on this?
Holly will have an aneurysm.
If Holly wants to overturn my decision,
she goes to the board and gets 75 percent of the vote to overrule me.
Then again, probably not.
She still has a considerable amount of Ojai stock.
Come on, Saul. If any major shareholder came in here
they would get the same result.
As for Holly, long as we don't have a Gold Digging Division,
she's of absolutely no use to Ojai Foods or to me.
- What was that? - Football.
- The backbone of American sports. - I thought football season was over.
- Office football has no season. - Tax dollars at work.
- Can I, um, talk to you for a second? - Sure.
- What's up? - Your scheduling person just told me
I had to go to San Diego for the night.
Sorry. I'm seeing a major donor and I need it to look like, you know,
- people work for me. - And I'm the only one going because?
It's Valentine's Day. The rest of the staff is otherwise engaged.
How do you know that I can go to San Diego?
- That I don't have plans? - No, no, no. I know.
- You told me. You're on a man diet. - A man-fast. It's a man-fast.
- Because that sounds so much better. - Who's the donor?
- Michael Pellington. - You mean the... the billionaire?
Hope so. Gonna be asking for a lot of money.
- Where're you going? - I'm going home. To pack.
It's an overnight. Just throw something in a bag.
I am going to San Diego with a U.S. Senator to see a billionaire.
I am going to bring options.
Hey, Kitty. Good catch.
- Isn't that your friend? - Yeah.
- What's his name again? - Uh... Kev... in.
Kevin! Come stretch with us.
Come on! Don't be shy.
- Hey. - Look at those glutes.
I can't believe you're single. You are single, right?
- Yeah. - I can see it. In those sad blue eyes.
- Michelle. - What? He's a big boy.
Let me hook you up with friends.
- Do they look like you? - Yes, they do.
Then no.
- What? You like big boobs? - I've retired from the boob business.
- Holy crap! You're, like, gay. - Not "like" gay. I'm the real thing.
"I'm the real thing. " I love the way you talk. You're funny.
And you make six figures. If you were straight,
you would have the hottest girlfriend. What kind of guys do you go for?
Come on, Chad. What's his type?
Um...
- He's hard to please. - What? Business men?
- No. - Ivy Leaguers?
- Big beefy gym bunnies? - I prefer them slightly waifish.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God!
- The best guy for you ever! - Michelle,
I'm not sure Kevin's desperate to meet somebody. He's busy.
I'm interested.
I can't believe I didn't think about this before.
You guys will love each other. He's well put together, he's gorgeous.
- What are you doing for Valentine's? - Nothing.
Then it's offic. You're coming to my sister's Valentine's Day party.
Don't worry. I'm hooking you up huge. You're gonna thank me.
I swear, all the best guys I meet are gay.
Except you, of course, babe.
- Hey, Tommy. Do you have five minutes? - For you, Holly, I have three.
I just got off the phone with Bill Harmsen. What an ass.
I can't believe your father and he were friends.
They weren't. Just civil. Top two local supplying orchards in the valley.
Couldn't be any more direct competition.
In our heyday, Dad used to compare Ojai Foods and Saint Ynez...
To the Lakers and the Celtics. I remember.
Yeah. It was a bad analogy.
If it was such a bad investment,
why would your father's competitor be interested in the same property?
Would you just let it go?
My sister's the president. She made the call.
Tommy... Your father was going to buy the winery next year.
He knew that when he wrote his will.
He died before he could give you the vineyard. He wanted you to run it.
That's why he left you as vice president of Ojai.
What are you talking about?
It's the only reason that he brought Sarah on in the first place.
It was too much responsibility for anyone to run both companies.
He saw it as the future for this family. Your future.
Why would he think I'd know the first thing about a winery?
He didn't know anything about wine either, but he knew about business.
And he believed in you more than anyone. He knew you wouldn't let him down.
Yeah. Look, Holly, this conversation is over.
Fair enough.
I mean, it's really not your call anyhow.
- You weren't kidding about packing. - I needed to plan.
High heels, low heels, flats, sandals, sneakers, flip-flops.
I figured out why we're going to see Michael Pellington.
- Thank you. He's a contributor... - Right. Very good cover.
I've been looking over your schedule. Stops in Iowa and New Hampshire.
Family in New Hampshire, plane refuels in Iowa.
What about states with major primaries that don't have relatives or jet fuel?
I think they all pretty much have jet fuel.
- What's wrong with the elevator? - It doesn't have roof access.
We're going on that? No, no, I've never been on one before.
I bet you wish you'd packed less.
Anyway, we're going to Pellington because you don't have money.
Not as much as you'd need to...
Not even enough to form a committee to determine
whether or not you can even raise the money.
If you're gonna ask me something, you should just ask it.
Senator, are you running for president?
Why, yes I am, Ms. Walker.
And you know what else? I'm gonna win.
God. I absolutely have to have sex with my husband tonight.
It is a biological imperative.
Can we talk about the numbers on the winery?
- I think you're valuation was too low. - Whoa. Where did that come from?
I think you overestimated the first-quarter losses.
I don't think. We know absolutely nothing about wine.
You think Dad had some intrinsic knowledge about fruit?
She got to you, didn't she?
Sarah, I think you're in denial about how well Holly knew Dad
- and what he told her. - What exactly has she told you?
- What line of bull? - Happy Valentine's Day.
One grasps for a bigger oxymoron.
Admit it. You're ignoring a possibility because of pride.
- She's manipulating you. - Will you give me some credit?
Credit for what?
She said Dad was gonna buy it for me to run.
Oh, boy. That's not even manipulation, that's just evil.
This is what I'm talking about. You don't trust my judgment,
even though the last time you did, we found 30 million dollars.
Tommy.
Oh, boy. Holly's doing?
That woman, she's a piece of work.
I won't have her driving a wedge between you two.
Thank you, Saul. That allows me to spend the rest of my day
focusing on the really important work:
Just trying to find a baby-sitter for Valentine's night.
I regretted what I said to Tommy soon as the words came out of my mouth.
- I knew they could be misinterpreted. - Misinterpreted?
What I said to him was the truth.
And, Sarah, well, I know that I cannot change her opinion of me,
which is why I approached him in the first place.
So you can see now how that was an error in judgment.
I can, I do and I'm sorry.
- It won't happen again. - Yeah.
- OK. - Then I have another proposal for you:
- Dinner. Tonight. - Dinner on Valentine's Day?
Well, I think we've been down that road before, Holly, so...
This would be a completely different road. A totally platonic one.
Two friends who have no one to be with on a holiday.
Come on. For old times' sake?
I know it may seem unlikely, but like Kennedy said,
- "Fortune favors the brave. " - No. Virgil wrote that.
Kennedy said, "Those who dare to fail miserably can achieve greatly. "
- Same difference. - Why didn't you tell me?
- I did tell you. - Well, after I figured it out.
Did it ever occur to you that some of the people who you work with
don't want to be part of a presidential race?
- Then they'll quit. - Did it ever occur to you
that I don't want to be a part? This isn't what I signed up for?
Really? I'm fairly certain that you don't see yourself
running communications for the rest of your life.
We both know that would be a waste of your talent.
You want to be center stage, not bush league.
We really have to do something about your mixing of metaphors.
Senator, I'm sorry,
but you're just not gonna get the presidential nomination.
Well, then I'll work on my metaphors.
- Here we go. - Bob. So sorry.
- Michael. - Korean cell phone company
we recently acquired: Nothing but a thorn in my side.
Meet Kitty Walker. Kitty, Michael Pellington,
- "The man who pillaged Silicon Valley. " - What a title.
Bob flatters me. I didn't pillage anyone's valley.
I might have plundered it slightly.
Who is this guy Michelle's trying to set me up with? Am I gonna like him?
No. You've already fallen for somebody else.
This whole affair is giving my ulcer an anxiety attack.
It's my career, Kev. We've been over this.
I know. It's just taking its toll on me, that's all.
You're never gonna want anything more, I'm always going to.
There's an inevitable outcome, Chad.
You're not my prisoner. I'm not making you stay in this.
No, we're both your prisoner.
I'm sorry. I don't know what else to do.
Here.
It's a... valentine.
To make up for dragging you into the closet with me for this long.
This is way too much.
No, it's not.
Please come tonight.
I know we can't be together for Valentine's Day,
but it doesn't mean I don't want to see you.
Oh, look. Here's a picture of you and Tyler.
I really liked her. She was so sweet and had direction.
Not like the other one. What was her name? Chick, Calf?
- Fawn, Mom. Fawn. - Fawn. I didn't care for Fawn.
- What ever happened to Tyler? - Uh... she's seeing someone else.
Oh.
- Have you given her a call? - No. I'm gonna leave that alone.
No girl wants to be left alone.
So what if she turns you down once or ten times.
The only things of real value in life are the things you have to fight for.
You're teaching me to be a stalker.
Well, since you have no plans for Valentine's Day, we could do something.
I have reservations at this great little French restaurant.
And maybe we could go to that animated movie after,
where the animals escape from the farm or the zoo and all go nuts.
- What up? - Hey, snot face.
You call me snot face when you want something. What is it?
Uh... yeah. Yeah, listen.
I know this is a lot to ask on Valentine's Day and you just got home,
and you can absolutely say no, but is there any chance
you could baby-sit tonight?
- Absolutely. I'll be right over. - You...
- Mom? - What?
I need to baby-sit for Joe and Sarah. I love you. Happy Valentine's Day.
Well, I could baby-sit.
- I'm sorry I can't help you. - We haven't asked for anything yet.
Yet. But you will.
In fact, you will ask me for money, enough to bankroll the first few months.
- Stop me when I'm wrong. - Keep talking.
People don't come to my office for the view.
Certainly not war hero senators with triangulated voting records.
I prefer "mainstream".
Your entire career has been aimed towards the White House.
And you know what? I admire that.
But, Bob, and I'm sorry to be the one to tell you this,
you are a poor investment. You're not gonna get the nomination.
You're young, Catholic, from California, your brother's gay,
and forget that, the divorce. It knocks you out of this round. I'm sorry.
- I just can't say it any plainer. - But even if you could,
it wouldn't make you more right. Voters just want somebody who can do the job.
They want a leader. And leaders are not made by satisfying some set of criteria,
marital or otherwise. In fact, leaders aren't made at all.
They stand out, self-evident, because they can lead.
You happen to be sitting across from somebody who can.
Please, we're not trying to sell you, to convince you.
But I think by 2008, when we're transitioning into the White House,
you're gonna be damn sorry that you missed this opportunity.
So I think we're done here.
Oh, but there is one more thing. His name's not Bob, it's Robert.
And you really should be calling him senator.
Millions of people didn't elect him to office to be called Bob, Mike.
- She hasn't been doing this long? - No. Not at all.
- Should I go get her? - No, no, no. It's... Let me.
Ms. Walker, I'm intrigued by your enthusiasm for the senator.
He has made a believer out of you. And from what I can tell,
that is not an easy task. That is impressive.
So if you're free, I'd like to talk to you about it over dinner.
Well, sure. The senator and I are free.
No, not him. Just you.
- How's it going? - Good. I'll get you a drink.
So I can end up the lead story on Defamer tomorrow? No.
It'll make you more comfortable. Which will make me.
- Yeah, well... - There you are. I need you.
And I need you.
You, for dancing. And you, for meeting the man of your dreams.
You should have us trade.
Kevin, this is Scotty.
- Kevin, nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.
This is so lame.
- Can't we go do something? - What?
- Ice cream! - No ice cream!
I'm not putting any more sugar in you, little boy.
- What time do you go to bed? - We stay up until 4:00!
Does Uncle Justin look that stupid to you?
Did you see Narnia? It's so cool. There's this really cool...
- Yeah, the lion. - I'm telling the story!
I think it's on TV tonight. We can watch it. We can watch...
That's my phone. That's my phone. Where's my phone?
- I want a cell phone. - No cell phones for... Tyler?
- Justin? - Tyler.
- Who's Tyler? - Who's that?
That's Paige. I'm baby-sitting.
Yeah, I figured you'd be stag on Valentine's Day.
Uh... yeah. But what about you?
Just waiting for my boyfriend to show up.
We're going to some Italian place in Los Feliz,
and I just wanted to make sure someone wished you a happy Valentine's Day.
I guess I was thinking and...
- Never mind. I shouldn't have called. - Tyler, wait!
- This was a bad idea. I got to go. - Tyler, wait.
Stop.
All right. I got an idea. Who's hungry? Who's hungry?
- Ice cream! - No ice cream. Italian?
Emily, thank you so much for coming with me.
Can't let a good reservation go to waste.
Uh-oh.
- Oh, honey, I know that look. - What?
That's the "everybody in the restaurant is happy, but me" look, isn't it?
- I'm sorry. I'm pathetic. - OK, you go on. I'll just...
- I'll be the therapist, how's that? - Really?
Well, I think this is an easy one to diagnose.
We're using this reservation I made in anticipation
that my husband would be alive. And he's not.
Mmm.
My children have lives of their own, which is great.
It's fabulous. I don't know, Emily. I don't have a life.
- I have no life. - Honey, you so need to get out more.
I know it's hard, but you have to force yourself to.
Force myself to what? I'm gonna start over again at 60? I don't think so.
I know what you need. Something that will take your mind off everything.
Something that will help you relax, and I just happen to have what you need
here where I keep it with me at all times.
Put that... Are you out? Put it away. Put that away.
What's it? It will be fun! It's no big deal. It's just grass.
- What is this? Peer pressure? - Of course it's peer pressure.
Peer pressure makes the world go around. You know that.
- No. No. No. - I bet you haven't let down
that perfect, still-brown hair for a long time, have you?
No. Absolutely...
Justin just got out of rehab, for goodness...
I never liked grass. It makes me stupid. I wouldn't even remember...
- I don't even remember the '60s. No. - Darling, nobody remembers the '60s.
That was half the fun.
You do remember how to have fun, don't you?
Aren't you the risk taker. Look at you. You're making a statement,
dressed to take the "singles" out of the "party. "
Look, I can't stop you from hating me, but could you pull back
- just a little on the mocking? - Maybe.
- That is quite the masculine watch. - I guess not.
That's quite the masculine haircut.
Leave the mocking to the professionals.
You OK?
- Scott, right? - "Tee. " Close enough.
- You good, Kev? - Yeah. Great.
My gaydar just red-lined. How do you know Michelle again?
- I do boot camp with her. - No, you do boot camp with him.
To being friends of friends.
I should have known. Honestly, what were the odds?
How many gay-lawyer Kevins are in this town?
I'll tell you this, you couldn't come more recommended.
Neither could you. Kevin "the hot teddy-bear of an attorney".
- Tell me, did I live up to the hype? - Beyond my wildest expectations.
- What about me? - Better than advertised.
You better watch out. I'm a little drunk.
- You might take advantage of me. - Is that a premature excuse?
I miss you sometimes.
Me too. Sometimes.
Wow. This is amazing. You rented out the entire restaurant.
Renting is a waste of money. It's expense without equity.
I own the place.
You own the restaurant.
No, I own the hotel. The restaurant kind of came with it.
I bought the hotel because my first meeting was right here.
You know, if you wanted a memento,
they probably sold postcards in the gift shop.
I was trying to get the owner to invest in my first tech company,
and he turned me down flat.
So when I took the company public, I came back here and I bought his hotel.
Well, he made a very big mistake underestimating you.
Well...
But I'm having a hard time being impressed by your investments
when you're so willing to pass up a great one.
I'm impressed with you. Not the same thing as being impressed with your boss.
If you're as impressed as you say, trust my judgment.
Why do you think we're sitting here having dinner?
I need more than your endorsement to write the check you're talking about.
Did you know in the last election, only 26 percent of young voters
put their trust in the Republican party?
Twenty-six percent. You want to know why?
Because while we were very concerned with our medals
and religion and family values, the future of this country
was looking for someone to bridge the gap
between the college campus and the retirement home.
Senator McCallister is that someone.
You feeling better? I feel better.
- On the one hand, I feel rejuvenated. - Yeah.
Yeah, I can see that. Good. Good.
- And on the other hand? - Let me look. I'm gonna throw up.
No, no, no. You just have to relax here. Just relax.
- All right. - Ohmmm. Relax. Relax.
- Everyone does this. - Everybody.
- Everyone does a lot of things. - Everyone does it a lot.
- Everyone does a lot of things. - Everyone does a lot of things.
- I got to remember that. - What are you doing?
Everyone does a lot of things. I'm gonna write it down.
- I got to find my pencil. - You can write it down in your mind.
- Emily. - What?
I lost my face. Where's my face?
I once had a face. And a life.
I lost my life. I used to be pretty. I used to be happy. I lost it all.
You still look like you're 40 to me.
Is that 40?
- I can't believe you. - Is everything OK in there?
Get this... Oh, no! Are you kidding me?
- No. Now you... You do not... - Would you two step out of the vehicle?
- Coming. I'm Emily Craft. - You're Emily Craft.
You're Nora Walker. We're two nice old ladies.
I'm not old! You said I looked like I was 40.
- Out you go. Legs together. - Officer.
Having a little fun tonight?
- Sir, I can really explain this. - I doubt that very much, ma'am.
You're under arrest for suspicion of possession
and the use of a controlled substance. You have the right to remain silent.
Uncle Justin, why are we going to different restaurants?
There's, like, 19 Italian restaurants in Los Feliz,
and I don't know where Tyler is.
- Sir, do you have a reservation? - Um...
Uh, yes, I do. Excuse me.
- Hey. - Justin. What are you doing here?
- Uh, can I talk to you for a second? - No, you can't.
Tyler, who is this guy?
- He's... he's a friend. - They were boyfriendlgirlfriend.
- Gross. - We weren't that serious, actually.
OK, you know what? How about you get on your way? Right now.
I'll get out of here after I say what I came to 19 different restaurants to say.
I didn't come here to win you back, Tyler.
I hope you'll come back to me,
but I'm not dumb enough to think that anyone can just win you.
I wanted to let you know what you mean to me.
It's part of getting clean, the hardest thing I've ever done in my entire life,
but one of the things that got me through it is the hope that someday
I'll get to be with someone like you again.
So happy Valentine's. I'm sorry I ruined it.
But you called me first.
I'm sorry for interrupting your meal. Happy Valentine's Day.
I'll bring your car right around.
Uncle Justin, I'm sorry.
Thanks, Paige. That's sweet.
Justin!
Can I see you later?
Uh... Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, that'd be great.
I would kiss you, but it would be a really rotten thing to do.
- I have to go break up first. - Call me. I'll be on my cell.
- OK. OK, bye. - Bye.
- Yeah! - Yeah!
We are celebrating. Put on your dancing shoes, we're going out.
- Dancing? - It's a mixed metaphor.
I spoke to Pellington. He wanted to talk about emissions and carbon caps.
- I hope you didn't make promises. - I told him he can't tax emissions.
You got to use the free market and build a green economy.
- What did he think of that answer? - He's in.
I'm serious, put on your dancing shoes.
We better hold off on our rug cutting until his check clears.
I'm not worried. You didn't sleep with him.
Well, this isn't Indecent Proposal, and believe me, I am no Demi Moore.
I always had a major thing for her.
Hey. There's still a few more hours left in Valentine's Day.
We should go find all the happy couples and throw things at them.
Senator, I... I think you need to go.
It's late and, uh...
...I'm tired.
Good night.
Why? If we both feel the same way about each other, why should I go?
If you say it's because you work for me or you're on a man cleanse
or I'm recently divorced, whatever you come up with,
you are about to be out-argued.
While you were dining, I was coming up with counterpoints.
Senator... You are eyeing a run for the U.S. Presidency.
You just can't afford any distractions right now. It's...
In a debate, I get a rebuttal.
OK. OK, what? What could you possibly say that?
OK. OK, well, you make a good point.
And furthermore...
What? That we were both having sexes with exes? No, but I can't wait to.
Mom's calling. I'm gonna hang up so it'll go to voicemail,
- or she'll know I'm avoiding her call. - All right. Bye.
- Good morning, mister. - Morning. Do you want some?
I'm sorry. I have to take this.
- How was the rest of the party? - You went home with that guy?
- Uh, is that fair? - Did you sleep with him?
That's all I want to know.
Uh, you don't actually want to know.
I was gonna talk to Michelle.
I was gonna... You know what? Forget it.
- What? Chad! Don't... - Don't call me, all right?
Oh.
So last night was about making someone else jealous.
- I don't know. - Well, it obviously worked.
You almost have to love the irony. You're where I was a few months ago.
You ended things with me, Scotty.
Now you know how hard it is to love someone who doesn't love himself.
I feel sorry for you.
Good luck, Kevin.
It's just a travesty. I mean, what has this city come to
when the police are arresting two little old... two mature women,
and throwing them in jail for the night?
Maybe if you had shown some maturity and not resisted arrest...
I never resisted... No one ever re...
Wouldn't my tax dollars be better spent arresting drug dealers or bangers?
Gang bangers.
Maybe you shouldn't be so judgmental now that you have a record.
Any chance of you not telling your siblings about this?
- Mm... Not a big chance, no. - Sarah, please.
In the name of all that's holy. I am the one who bought you your first bra.
I'm not above playing the guilt card.
Sorry, Mom.
- Who'd you tell? - Come on, Mom!
You spent a night in jail for smoking pot.
This family should have a Bat-Signal for things that good.
Don't worry about it. If I were you, I would be trying to live great stories.
You've had too much responsibility for too long.
Yeah. I know.
Being good for this family has been my sole purpose of existence
for as long as I can remember.
I don't know. Maybe it's the residual cannabis talking,
but what is the meaning of life supposed to be the rest of my life?
To enjoy it. However you want.
Mom, you don't have to worry about being good.
You should just be worried about having fun.
You might want to draw the line at things that get you arrested.
Yeah. Well, if it's all right with you,
I am gonna take a shower for about an hour.
- Here. - Thank you for picking me up.
Of course, Mom. I know you'd do the same for me.
Sorry.
Oh, that jail had a particular smell.
- Like lilacs dipped in urine. - Nice.
- Yeah! - Oh, no.
This is the best day of my life.
Who knew you were the black sheep of the family?
- Can we talk? - Sure.
- I'm proud. - Shut up.
- Give me a high-five, Mom. - No! God.
- So, what's up? - I just wanted to give you a heads-up.
Holly's going to the board to try to overturn your decision
- not to counter on the vineyard. - That woman is a nut job.
I'm backing her play.
You're what?
I think the opportunity's right,
the investment is right and I think it's what Dad wanted.
I'm voting with Holly.
- What happens now? - We go downstairs.
Then what?
I'm going to my office, check my e-mail. Do whatever you want.
- About you and me. - I just covered that. Office, e-mail...
I mean, if you don't think that this is going to work,
then I understand. I mean, if it's too complicated for you,
and your kids and your divorce and your...
And not to mention your presidential bid.
We can honestly just pretend that last night never happened.
I mean, no. Not that it wasn't memorable...
I mean, it was. It was... You know, it was great. But...
But if you don't think this will definitely work, you're probably right.
Well, there's just one problem. I like you.
Oh!
Great! You like me. So, what does that mean?
We get to hold hands at Cindy Burke's Roller Rink party?
No, I was thinking maybe dinner. Maybe sushi.
I don't rent out entire restaurants, unlike some people.
Oh, no. He... Actually, he owns it.
My point being...
People are gonna see us, Kitty.
And I want you to know that I won't be caring.