Previously on Brothers & Sisters...
Is he really not taking any medication?
Doctors told him by not taking the painkillers,
he's interfering with his own recovery.
- You're seeing your ex-wife? - This is over.
Your dad wants to take you and Elizabeth home
- and not just for the weekend. - William's death. I blame you, Tommy.
- I'm not pretending anymore. I'm gay. - It's wonderful for you.
We just went straight to being lovers and fighters.
We were never friends. Maybe we could try that.
I am sorry that you think that. I still love you.
I got mother of the year all sewn up.
Saul, this is Lena, the new office manager.
I trust you. And you better win this election.
That is the plan, Miss Walker.
Okay, okay. So those two are best friends.
And he's her boyfriend.
Wait. The one who made her get the boobs?
No, he didn't make her get the boobs, he supported her in her decision.
I can't believe you watch this crap.
I mean, is this what you were doing when I was in Iraq?
I'm so glad you're feeling better. I just happened to be in the kitchen,
so I made you guys some lunch.
- Wow, Mom. - Well, it's no big deal.
It's Swiss and avocado and nitrate-free turkey bacon.
You won't miss the nitrates. The pork maybe, not the...
Ma, Rebecca just got Double-Doubles, so we just ate.
Oh. Gosh, I guess I should've asked. I'll just put it in the fridge.
- Sure. - Cool.
That's the problem. But an hour...
- Excuse me. - Yeah.
What time do you want to leave for the physical therapist?
- Oh, I thought I was taking him. - Oh! No, no, no.
Rebecca, you've done so much already, it's no problem.
Nora, you're letting me live here. It's the least I can do.
Oh. Okay. Thanks.
wait for you to give you the hour.
Yeah.
- One more thing. - Yeah.
- Did you take your pill? - Trying to watch a show here, Ma.
I know. It's... Four hours are up.
- Yes. Mom. I took my pill. - Good.
But don't you have, like, four other kids to worry about? Seriously.
I mean, Ma, Sarah's going through a divorce
and Kitty's planning a wedding, Tommy's got a newborn,
and Kevin's in, like, a long-distance relationship with a minister,
which is possibly the scariest thing I've ever heard.
Like, do you feel like spreading it out at all?
- Yes. - Okay.
- Spreading. - Spreading.
I am so pathetic.
All I am missing is a Lionel Richie song and a pint of ice cream.
Kitty. Any luck?
Sarah, just hold on one second.
No, I don't know. I know I put it on your desk.
Look, I'm not trying to place blame. I just got to have the report.
It's confidential. We have Texas Board of Ed tomorrow
and, of course, our consultant on this is in Hawaii.
Oh, God, I wish I was in Hawaii. Did you get Walter to check the car?
Yes, all six of them. I'm with Travis.
- I'll keep looking. - Kitty!
God, who sends anything by snail mail nowadays?
Okay, Sarah. Where... Where were we?
Do you know what you get for 10 years of marriage?
Daffodils, diamonds, or an aluminum paperweight.
That's correct, ladies and gentlemen.
Ten years and all you get is a stupid paperweight.
And you know, the tragic thing is I didn't even get that.
Have you been day drinking?
So what if I'm supposed to hire a divorce attorney?
So what if he's got the kids for the next two days?
So what if it was our wedding anniversary tomorrow night?
Oh, God. Sarah. Sarah, tomorrow. It's your anniversary.
Oh, God, it's Mom! She's going to be so sympathetic,
I'm going to end up having to comfort her.
Well, just let her sympathize with your voicemail.
Oh, Sarah. Are you okay?
Sure. I'm just going to spend the evening
watching my wedding video and howling.
Don't tell me, we should never have set up her speed dial.
Hold on. I'll get rid of her.
Hello, Mom. Hi, how are you? I can't talk right now. Bye.
Wait. All right. Fine.
- Hey, are you there? - Did you get rid of her?
Well, define "rid. "
Oh, God! Now she's calling me again. What does she want?
You know, I don't know. She's just Mom. She does this stuff.
You know, I don't... She gets on a mission and then she...
Kitty?
Kitty!
Sarah, I'm going to call you back.
Okay. Paperweight.
- Did you find it? - What?
- The report? - Oh, yeah, I did. Here. Yeah.
Well, you know, I really don't like going through your personal things.
Come on, honey. We're getting married. We work together.
It's hardly like there's a line between our professional and our private lives.
Wow. You really are a good politician, aren't you?
- I just want to talk to my wife. Well, she's not here.
It's funny how every time I call she's out.
Your mom's on line one.
- She just needs a little space. - Not right now.
Space? Look, she's in another state. How much more space does she need?
You know what? Just leave her alone.
- Fine. Great. Let her know. - Bye.
Tommy, we have a problem.
The head distributor from Primary Foods just called
and they want to slash the supermarket prices
- from $29 to $ 15 a bottle. - No way. That's a joke.
We'd be selling the wine for less than it costs to make it.
No. We have a deal.
Which is why I put a meeting on the books for tomorrow.
Tommy, we need this account. Prepare to fight.
Wow, you said a few people.
Well, you know what they say, 30 is the new few.
Yeah. I just... I don't know. I wasn't expecting...
- All men? - Yeah.
Well, I guess I should've warned you,
but then you would've found an excuse not to come.
Come on, Milo. I may be a lot of things, but I'm certainly not that.
Come on. We can catch up.
Good, 'cause I don't know anybody here.
What will you have?
I'll have a gin martini straight up. Very cold. Olives, please.
Duck rellenos with jalapeno relish?
I'll be right back. Try these. They're great.
Okay.
Saul. Scotty. I'm Kevin's ex.
We met last year at Nora's. The most awkward dinner party ever.
The one with the fantastic mango peach salsa.
Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah, I remember her dinner party, yeah.
No. Thank you. Nice to see you, Scotty.
- Hi. - Hi. We're going away.
- We are? - Yes, we're avoiding.
What are we avoiding?
Oh, well, you know, things like life and work and ex-husbands, fiancés.
I booked us a really good package deal
at Ojai Springs for tomorrow night.
- Wait, what? Tomorrow? I can't. - Oh, Sarah!
Come on! It's been way too long since we've done anything just us.
No, we're gonna go. It's going to be great.
We're going to get rubbed, we're going to get scrubbed,
we're going to get wrapped.
No divorce talk, no wedding talk, no stress.
No stress? Who's not stressed?
- Hi, Mom. - Hi.
- Hi. I didn't know you were here. - Yeah. Mom came to cheer me up.
I'm helping Sarah go through all the kids' old clothes.
Yeah. She's taking me to the movies tomorrow night.
It's the Ingmar Bergman retrospective at the Egyptian.
Oh, Mom. Don't you think that's just a little bit of a downer? I mean...
No. Oh, no. It's Fanny and Alexander. Oh! Kitty, you should come.
Well, you know, Mom, actually I have booked a spa for Sarah in Ojai.
- Yeah. Ojai Springs Spa. - Oh.
But you know what? You guys have plans.
- We'll do it another time. - Another time.
- Don't... I'm sorry. - Oh, no, no.
Sarah, you should go with Kitty.
I just wanted to make sure you were busy tomorrow night.
- Really? - Absolutely.
- It would be good for you. - Yeah.
- Yes. Ingmar can wait. - Yeah.
Really, you'll have so much fun. This is a fabulous place.
- It is. - Your father and I used to go there
all the time. There's hiking and horseback riding
and this beautiful view of the valley and you can sit there and have dinner.
And I haven't been there in so long.
It was beautiful and it could be very green.
- All right, Mom? - Yeah?
- Why don't you come with us? - Me?
- Yeah. - Oh, no.
You two need some sister time.
I would just be tagging along. Look, I'm sorry.
I can't. I just have things... Justin.
- Oh! Good point. - Oh, that's true. Yeah.
Of course he survived Iraq. You would think he can survive
one night in Pasadena without his mother.
Yeah, but you know what it is? It's all the medication.
The medication. You have him
- on such a very strict dosage schedule. - Yeah. He'll mess it up.
- No. - Yeah.
But Rebecca is there
and she's perfectly capable of understanding
what "every four to six hours" means. It would be so great.
We could stay up late, Kitty, and plan your wedding.
Sarah, we can get some serious talking in about you and your Joe situation.
We could regroup and get perspective. It would be so great.
A real girls' getaway. Yeah!
- Yeah. - Yeah!
It was a big, gay cocktail party. What more do you want from me?
Details. You're not honestly insinuating Saul was there.
No, I'm not insinuating. He was.
Okay, so it was all gay men and Uncle Saul?
Why do I feel like I'm being cross-examined?
All I said was, "You never told me your uncle's gay. "
I was making small talk.
Small talk? This is small talk. "Nice weather we're having. "
This is my Uncle Saul we're talking about.
I'd think I would know if he were gay.
You know what? A lot of straight people go to gay parties.
I'm just saying, if you'd seen the way he and this Milo guy
were looking at each other...
Oh, wow. They looked at each other. How incriminating.
- Why are you being so defensive? - He's dated women.
He even dated my dad's mistress for God's sake.
You said that relationship was doomed from the start.
And how many 60-year-old men do you know
who have never had a serious relationship with a woman?
Kevin, it's time for you to take off your Prada shades and open your eyes.
Primary Foods is just trying to compete.
If our number doesn't cover your costs,
maybe you should consider other cost efficient ways to produce.
Maybe we should put our wine in boxes.
Save money on bottles.
Hey. Sorry I'm late. Neil. Hey. Sorry.
Neil wants to box our wine.
Your partner has a very funny sense of humor, Tommy.
But as I was about to explain, this is a corporate decision.
You're trying to lowball us,
take advantage because we're a new company.
A new company that's fighting for shelf-space against major brands.
Look, we need to sell your wine at a price where we can move units.
Tommy? Do you have something you want to add here?
Yeah. Look, at the end of the day, if we can't compete,
we don't belong in their stores, so...
What's the point in going around in circles about it?
- That was better than sex. - Oh, honey. I'm happy for you.
Kitty, are you limping?
I don't know. My guy was into some sort of deep-tissue elbow moves.
How was yours?
I gave away my appointment.
You guys have to try the cucumber water.
You've just been sitting here all this time?
I wanted to finish this. Sarah. Sarah.
You have to look at this. It's all about divorce.
- Oh, great. - So, you're not going to get
- a massage at all? - I'd just feel like
I had to make conversation. I've got so much to talk about.
Mom, the point is you try not to talk. It's not therapy.
Excuse me, ladies, I'm glad you're enjoying our oasis.
Do you mind just keeping it down a bit in the Quiet Room?
- Sorry. - Oh, sorry.
Sarah...
- Sarah, this article... - Mom. Mom. Stop. Stop.
- Don't ruin her buzz immediately. - Okay.
Mom, you're killing my buzz, Mom.
It's so interesting. It's really very uplifting.
It says here that we're in the era of the starter marriage,
whatever that means.
And that there are just tons of young divorcees like yourself out there.
Oh, goodie. More competition.
Oh, look, "divorce on the rise. " Okay. What's uplifting about that?
Listen.
"Men admitted that sleeping with a divorcee felt like sleeping
"with another man's wife," which according to Bill from Seattle,
"is an incredible turn on. " You see?
Okay, well, Bill needs to be incarcerated.
No, Bill from Seattle needs to give me his number.
Listen... Sorry.
It says the seven-year itch is now down to three-year itch.
Three? Oh, come on, Mom!
- That's ridiculous! It's not three years. - Quiet!
- Who writes this crap? - Kitty, keep it down.
- You need a cold towel. - You know what, Mom?
I don't want a cold towel.
Please, guys. Don't forget that I'm getting married, okay?
Can we please stop talking about the "D" word?
Oh, please! The "D" word? It's divorce, not cancer.
I'm going to go take a steam.
- Sarah. - Don't speak.
So, I just wanted to make sure that you got the notes on the speech.
Yeah, I have it right in front of me.
Hey, let me ask you which is better.
"English is a right all students are entitled to, "
or, "English is something all students should aspire to"?
"To which all students should aspire. " Do you ever get itchy?
- I'm sorry? - Itchy. Itchy. The itch.
Should I be concerned?
No, I'm not talking about... Is Walter right there with you?
Yes. Kitty, why are you whispering?
I just want us to be able to communicate.
I am your Communications Director, for God's sake.
- Kitty, what are you talking about? - I am talking about us.
I mean, so if you have any doubts or reservations, I just...
Honey, I just want you to be honest with me.
Kitty, I have to give this English Immersion speech in seven minutes
and I'm still getting pounded by the policy guys, okay?
That's all you have to say to me?
Well, that and I have to take a leak. How's that for communication?
Hi. Sorry to interrupt.
We don't allow cell phones in the spa area.
Make sure you include the statistics on higher education.
Yeah. No, you're doing great, Justin.
- My knee's barely bending. - No, no, no.
A few degrees of motion is tremendous progress
in a short amount of time.
Don't be embarrassed. Your girlfriend will like you either way.
- Oh, no, no. She's my sister. - Oh. Well, then she has to love you.
So depressing.
I do it all the time, sweetie. You...
God. Thank God you're here.
Mom's been trying to convince me on the joys of single life.
Well, I loved my single days and I'm missing them right now.
- You see? See? - Mom, it's completely different.
Kitty was young and fabulous and didn't have kids.
- What are you saying? Look at you. - You know. Look at me. Exactly.
Yeah, you're more fabulous now than ever.
Absolutely. I could show you a picture from three years ago.
- You would kill yourself. I'm telling you. - Thank you.
Look, I know things could be worse. I could be Tommy.
- What? - What's wrong with Tommy?
I'm going to try that cucumber water.
- Sarah! - What do you mean?
Nothing. Oh, just that, you know, at least I don't have an infant.
Can you imagine? Dating and breast feeding.
Oh! Oh...
- Well, Tommy's not breast feeding. - What are you hiding?
Okay. Okay. I went over to Tommy's the other night.
He swore me to secrecy, so neither of you can say anything.
- Mom. - I won't say anything.
- Ever. - Okay. Sit.
- Julia isn't visiting her parents. - No?
- No. She's staying there. Indefinitely. - What?
- She left Elizabeth? - No, Mom. She took Elizabeth with her.
- Oh, my God! Oh, my God! - What? She took Elizabeth?
Ladies! Ladies! I'm sorry,
but you're going to have to leave the Quiet Room.
- What? - But...
You're throwing us out?
- Do I have to call security? - Come on, Mom.
- Namaste. Oh, namaste my ass.
- I can't... - I'm so sorry.
Mother! Mother! No, you are not going
to go to the vineyard to see Tommy.
- What? No. No I'm not. - No, no. Grab her purse.
- What? No. Give me my purse. - You promised.
You promised you wouldn't say anything.
I won't. I won't say anything.
We're in Ojai, he's just 10 minutes away.
I just thought I'd check him. See if he's okay.
Mom, he doesn't want us to know! Now stop it. You can't fix everything.
First it's Project Wedding, Project Justin, Project Sarah,
- now it's Project Tommy. Just stop. - Yeah. Can we get back to Project Me?
Mom, I need you. It's why we're here.
- Oh, honey. - Oh. Every time. It's always...
You know what? Let's all go have a drink and we can talk. Okay?
Give me my purse back. Yeah. Good.
All right. There you go. I bet you know how that works.
Yo. Yo. Yo.
- Hey, my man. - Hey, what's up?
- You two met yet? - No.
- Justin Walker, Garrett Fernandez. - What's up, man?
- Nice to meet you, bro. - Garrett.
I'll be back in about two minutes, all right?
Yeah. No rush. I ain't going nowhere.
- What's up, man? - How you doing?
My leg got shattered. Crushed under a Humvee.
- It's good times. - So, you in a lot of pain or...
Dude, I'm going to be honest with you.
I'm as high as a kite right now.
I can't feel a thing.
I'm sorry, ladies, it's a private event.
And the Maple Grill is still undergoing renovations.
You could try in-room dining.
Will you excuse me?
In-room dining.
- That's so depressing. - The rooms are too small.
Oh, Kitty. It's a wedding.
Oh, wait a minute. Wait a minute. You guys. Lamb chops. Twelve o'clock.
You want to snag some? It's a big wedding, we'll blend in.
Mom. No. Wasn't it enough we just got kicked out of the spa?
- Anyway, they're gonna recognize Kitty. - Oh, come on, Sarah.
- This is Ojai for God's sake. - No, they won't. Keep your head down.
- I will. - We have no choice.
- Here, come on. - No. No.
Sarah, you of all people shouldn't be afraid to go in there
- and grab a couple of lamb chops. - Yeah.
I mean, what happened to the girl who used to throw back bourbon
and dance on the bars?
- Yeah. - Come on.
Just be...
Apparently she crashes weddings.
So, this morning was a bit of a disaster.
Neil's an ass.
I'm talking about you, Tommy.
You wandered in 20 minutes late, you were completely distracted,
- you left your cell phone on. - It was an off day.
You caved in the middle of negotiations.
You gave up. I mean, you left me hanging in there.
Your father never would've done that.
Yeah, well, my father had a wife who actually stuck around.
What are you talking about?
Julia took Elizabeth and left, and I can't seem to get an answer
as to when or if she's coming back.
Oh, Tommy. I'm sorry.
And Holly, in the future, don't ever use my father like that with me again.
He's cute.
- Oh, come on, Kitty. He's 12. - Well... Oh, my!
- Speaking of 12. - No.
- I wonder what number wife she is. - Three. Maybe four.
Hey, what about him?
Oh, Kitty. You and I clearly have very different tastes in men.
You know what, Sarah? You're way too picky.
You've got to shake off the Joe.
That's easy to say when you're engaged, Kitty.
Don't tell me. It's your fiancé. Oh! Thank God!
So?
So I think "aspiring" went well.
The board liked it
and when put that way, the bilingual guys really couldn't argue.
So, what's your position on trophy wives?
- Trophy what? - Trophy wives.
You know, men with trophy wives.
I'm just curious where you stand on that issue.
Kitty, what the hell is happening at that spa?
We can't have a serious conversation
because you don't know how to be open and honest.
I will talk to you later.
Kitty, what do you think of these little centerpieces?
- I hate them. And my fiancé. - What?
- Who, Robert? - No, Mother, my other fiancé. Well...
Robert drew up a pre-nup without discussing it with me.
Oh, honey. Lots of people have pre-nups today.
It really makes a lot of sense.
I mean, he's been divorced, he has children.
I honestly don't think it's any reflection on how he feels about you.
- No? - Really.
I mean, here I am, putting everything I have into this relationship
and he's planning an exit strategy. Planning for failure.
I mean, who can blame him?
Everywhere you look, there's another failed marriage.
There's you and Dad, there's you and Joe, there's Tommy and Julia now.
Wait. Tommy's marriage isn't over.
Yeah, and whoa, "failed" is a very strong word.
I had 10 years with Joe. Ten good years.
I'm sorry, Sarah. I didn't mean it that way.
- A toast, to 10 good years. - Oh. Right.
- Ten good years. Come on. - To 10 good years.
- Thank you for bringing these, Kevin. - No problem. I was in the area anyway.
I'm catching a 7:00 with an old friend of mine.
Scotty. You remember Scotty.
Oh, sure, I remember Scotty.
Actually, he said he saw you the other night
at Milo Peterman's house.
Yeah, that's right. Milo was having some sort of a housewarming thing.
You know that he's an old friend of mine, right?
- Recently divorced. - Right, right. Because he's gay.
I didn't know that Milo's sexual orientation
- was any of our business, Kevin. - Right. Because he's gay.
Yeah.
Listen. I really appreciate you bringing these documents.
I will sign them and then we'll be through.
- Wait, Saul. What's going on? - Nothing's going on, Kevin.
We're talking about a meaningless party.
One that I probably wouldn't even have attended
if Milo hadn't insisted that I be there.
Look, you don't have to justify being at a friend's house,
but you're acting like you have something to hide.
Saul, are you gay?
I just can't believe that you're asking me this.
Some cater waiter makes a random accusation about me,
- and you jump to the conclusion that... - No, No.
No one's accusing you of anything.
But if it's not true, why are you getting so defensive?
Oh, please, Kevin. Stop being such a lawyer with me.
I am allowed to attend a party without getting the third degree.
Come on, Saul. This is me you're talking to.
Listen, I have so much work to do,
so why don't I just sign this, and then you can go.
You know when I came out? You saw how Dad treated me.
Made me feel like he was doing some huge favor
allowing me to remain part of my own family.
You could've stuck up for me.
Well, I know that it was a hard time for you, Kevin.
Yes, it was. And it wasn't made any easier by you.
Kind of ironic given this little turn of events.
There you go. You're doing what you always do.
Jumping to conclusions that have no basis in fact.
Fact? Saul, you...
So, listen, when you're ready to have an adult conversation,
I would love to talk to you. But until then, we're done here.
Fine.
The scalloped potatoes were very good.
Maybe we should find out if this chef is available and if they do that kind of...
Excuse me. Is this seat taken?
- No. No. - No.
I've suddenly remembered that I have to make a very important phone call,
- and Mother? - What?
You need to go to the bathroom.
- Yes. I do. I do. - Yeah.
Excuse me. I need to use the restroom.
- All right. - Just... I'll just use the restroom.
Could you please get me my car?
Could you please hurry? Come on. There you go. There you go.
Out, out, out. Go.
So how do you know the happy couple?
Greg is my dad.
Greg, the groom, Greg.
Oh! Greg! Oh. Greg, I love Greg.
Yeah, most women do.
I'm trying not to get a complex. He's on wife number three
and I'm still single.
Well, if it's any consolation, Cliff,
this would've been my 10-year wedding anniversary.
Yep. I'm about to be a divorcee.
Not that should mean anything, but feel free to flee.
- Happy anniversary. - Really.
Tommy, I don't mean to bother you. It's almost 7:30.
- Oh, sorry. I didn't realize... - Oh, no, no. It's okay.
Hey, Lena?
I know I haven't been the easiest guy to work for lately
and I've just had a lot going on
and I wanted to tell you "thank you,"
and you've been doing a great job.
So, please, go out and enjoy your night or what's left of it.
Yeah. You know...
Traffic actually is pretty awful at this hour
and I don't want to be presumptuous, but...
I mean, we are at a winery.
- Think it'd be okay to open up a bottle? - I like the way you think.
Yes.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
- Hi. - Mom?
- Hi. - Hey. What are you doing here?
I'm just over at Ojai Springs with your sisters.
I'm dying to see your offices.
Sorry. I didn't realize you had company.
- No, this is our office manager, Lena. - Oh.
- Lena, this is my mother. - Hi.
- Very nice to meet you.
You too, Mrs. Walker.
I'II... I'll just... I'll be over...
Oh, Tommy. This is wonderful. Really, really wonderful.
Mom, save it. Sarah told you, didn't she?
Oh, Tommy. I'm so sorry.
This must be killing you. I don't understand.
What was Julia thinking? Why would she do this?
I don't know. She said she needed space, she needed her family.
You're her family. Is she saying she doesn't need you?
She's not saying much at all. I mean, she won't return my calls.
Her parents are stonewalling me.
Well, then, you have to get in the car right now,
and you have to drive there.
To where? To Phoenix? I know, that's what you'd do. You're here.
Honestly, Tommy. Honestly, you have to drive there.
You have as much say in this as anyone. She's your wife.
You can't just sit around and let this happen.
Let it? I didn't just let it, Mom!
If there was something I could do, don't you think I'd be doing it?
Yes.
Look, I appreciate your concern. I do.
And if there was anything you could do, believe me, I would tell you.
But this is between Julia and me.
All right? And we will figure it out. Just don't worry, please.
Oh, how can I not worry?
Just go back to the hotel with Kitty and Sarah and have fun.
Try to relax.
- Tell Linda that... - Lena.
...Lena that I said goodbye. Nice to meet her.
And, Tommy, if you talk to Sarah or Kitty,
- don't mention I was here, all right? - Okay.
- Tommy... - Mom.
- I'm going. - Okay.
Bye.
It's this one here.
- Oh, good. - Oh.
Oh!
- It'll just be... I'll get it right. - Yeah.
Damn these little plastic keys. You know, why did they get rid of those
- nice old-fashioned... - Yes. Yeah.
- You have a go. - Sure. Yeah. Please.
Apparently your lock hates me.
Great. Great. We're being lock-blocked.
- Oh, God. - No, no. We'll figure this out.
God, we should be able to do this. I should be able to do this.
We can just go down and get one from the front desk.
I mean, my husband's moved on. He's back with his ex-wife.
Or his ex-ex-wife. Given that I'm his ex-wife.
Not that we're officially divorced, so I don't even know
what my official title is, but I'm single.
And I'm off Mommy duty. You know,
no one's asking me to tuck them in or read them a Scratchy story.
I'm at this gorgeous resort and with this very nice guy and...
Right. This isn't happening, is it?
- I'm so sorry. This is so embarrassing. - Well, I should probably get back.
My dad.
- Oh, God. You know, I'm sorry. - Oh, it's...
I didn't mean to drag you away from your father's wedding.
- You're just going to hang here? - Yeah. Yeah, until you leave.
Then I'm going to kick the door down and raid the minibar.
Okay. Well, good luck with that.
God.
Oh!
Okay, do you want pizza or Thai?
And not a word to your mom that I can barely boil water.
Wow, that's almost 45 degrees in one day. Doesn't that hurt?
No. It actually feels pretty good.
- But this is good news. - Yeah, that's great.
Okay, I hate to ask, but...
You know, this morning
you were in so much pain and could barely move your leg.
And after all the things that Garrett said...
- So? - Well...
Did you up your pain medication, Justin?
I can't believe you'd ask me that. No. No, of course, I didn't.
Wow. So, you don't believe me? So you think I'm an addict and a liar?
Justin, you were the one who said
you were worried about taking the pills...
Yeah, because I knew something like this would happen!
- People watching me and accusing me! - I'm making sure that...
So accusing me is going to make me feel better?
No, Rebecca! You know what?
You of all people. After everything we've been through,
you think I'd lie to you? You know what? Count them!
- Count them! - Justin, no. I'm not...
Just count the pills!
- Seven. They're all there. - Yeah.
You know what, don't worry about ordering me anything.
I lost my appetite.
- Justin. I was just... - Don't.
Yeah, I finished mine, too.
Yeah, my mother's presence has that effect on people.
Everyone's mother does.
Are you okay?
You wouldn't know this, but Elizabeth had a brother. A twin.
We had to make a choice when they were born and...
- William died. - Oh.
I had no idea. I'm so sorry.
And Julia thinks it's my fault.
- She thinks that I did it. - Oh, that's ridiculous.
I don't know. Sometimes I feel like she's right.
- You can't blame yourself. - It's just that...
We had to make this decision so quickly.
I was so afraid of losing them both and...
And they're all gone.
Tommy, no.
It's going to be okay. It's just you...
You can't take it all on and then worry about everyone else.
Sometimes, you need to just think about yourself.
I appreciate you coming here, Kevin. I was out of line today.
Me too, Saul.
But I do know what you're going through.
I know. I know. We're from different generations
and I'm sure you think I had things a lot easier.
And whatever it is you need from me, I'm here for you.
- Okay. - But...
- You don't have to hide anything. - Kevin.
You have to understand. I'm not hiding anything from you.
I'm not gay.
I...
I'm not gay.
Hi. You girls are back already.
- You are so busted, Mom. You promised me, Mother.
And now you've just totally been plotting.
I wasn't plotting, you girls were busy.
- Oh, right! So, you just... - You just went and did something
that we specifically asked you not to do!
And now Tommy's furious with me!
Sarah, Tommy is only furious with me.
Oh, Mother. You know, you just couldn't help yourself, could you?
I mean, you really, really have to learn how to relax.
Oh! Would everyone please stop ordering me to relax?
How can I possibly relax?
Mom, you just don't get it!
The whole idea of this weekend was for us to escape our problems!
Instead you've rubbed our faces in them
and then gone and created new ones!
Fine! So, shoot me! I'm concerned. And why wouldn't I be concerned?
I mean, look at all of you. You're consumed with post-divorce despair.
You're caught up in this perpetual commitment phobia!
Justin's in constant agony and lucky to be alive.
Julia's left Tommy and taken Elizabeth with her
and Kevin... Well, I don't know about Kevin.
He won't return my phone calls!
Okay, all right, Mother. So it hasn't been a banner month for us.
But you know what? For your own sanity and for ours,
- just loosen up on the reins a little bit. - Right.
I mean, stop focusing on us so much and start focusing on yourself.
I love you! You're my children! When you're in trouble, I'm in trouble!
I'm sorry. I don't know how to say, "Oh, la-de-da. I think I'll go play golf. "
You're everything I've ever done with my life!
Believe me, I lay awake at night
praying you guys will get your lives together so I can get some sleep!
Oh, for God's sake, Mother!
We're not responsible for your sleep nor you for our happiness!
Exactly! We're grown-ups! We're adults! We're legal in 50 states!
- Legal? We're practically seniors! - I mean, come on! See? Grown-up!
God, I hate this person! This mother you see me as!
Whose daughters felt so obligated to her that they had to invite her along
on their little spa weekend even though they didn't want her there!
If you knew that it was an obligation, Mom, why did you come?
Yeah, Mom, why didn't you just say no?
Yes. I should have said no. I should have said no, no, no!
- I never should've come! - Yeah. No.
Ever!
Well, that went well.
- Hey. - Good morning.
Good morning.
Weren't you wearing that yesterday?
- We worked late, stayed the night. - I crashed at a friend's.
- In Santa Barbara. - It didn't make sense to drive home.
Tommy. A word?
- Do you think I'm stupid? - Sorry?
Don't play dumb with me. I wrote the book on this, remember?
I did it with your father for 20 years with a hell of a lot more discretion.
Now tell me what I think is happening isn't actually happening.
- Nothing is happening. - Oh, really?
Well, then why is it that it took me about
five seconds to pick up on this nothing?
And how long before you think everybody else starts figuring it out?
Everything I own is invested in this business!
She is our employee!
Look...
I know that you have a lot going on at home with Julia
and I am sorry for that.
Everybody makes mistakes. God knows I have.
But that is it. It ends now.
From now on it is no longer a mistake. It is a choice.
And I hope you make the right one.
Mom!
We've been looking everywhere for you.
We've been looking all over for you.
I'm just not going to talk for a while. No matter how much I think
you may need to hear my fabulous words of wisdom.
You know, I know. I know what I'm doing.
I know I'm doing my commitment-phobic thing again
and that's why I'm still single.
And I'm using the pre-nup as an excuse
and it's probably not a big deal and...
Right? Wait a minute. Mom?
Wait. No, no, no. Please.
Please don't do this. I need you to tell me what you're thinking.
No, Mom. Please.
Well, all right, Kitty. Just really quickly.
Honey, maybe it does mean something. And what?
Worst-case scenario, Robert doesn't have enough trust in you as a couple.
Maybe he senses your doubts. For whatever the reason,
sometimes you have to have enough trust for both of you and it will shift.
It always does. That's what marriage is. And if it doesn't...
Never mind.
Come on, Mom. Come on.
Well, if it doesn't, then you have to acknowledge it.
Have the courage to let go, hurt like holy hell and move on.
I... You know, I'm not lecturing.
I am not lecturing. You two are grown-ups
and perfectly capable of taking care of yourselves.
- Miss Walker? - Yes?
And I have an appointment.
Hey.
The silent treatment. Very effective.
Look, I was wrong, okay? And if I could take it back, I would.
But you have got to stop being mad at me because I can't take it.
I mean, you're the one person in my life who actually gets me and...
I should have known better. I should have trusted you.
Look, don't worry about it, okay? I probably over-reacted a little bit.
And, you know, even the smallest dose of this stuff
can sort of amp things up a little, so...
In my book, it's flushed. All right, we're done?
Besides, I've been waiting for you to get up.
Kinda want to know if the girl with the boobs forgave the initials girl.
Did you already start watching?
If I said yes, would you think less of me?
- Hey! - Hey.
- You're back. - Yeah.
Oh, honey. I...
I accidentally found the pre-nup.
- Okay. - You didn't have to hide it from me.
I wasn't hiding it from you.
The lawyers drew it up. I was going to talk to you about it.
I understand that you have a valid reason for wanting a pre-nup.
You know, you're divorced, you have kids and you could be President and...
Well, that's why the guys drafted it.
Yeah. And yes, you know...
The odds are against us, and maybe you don't
entirely believe that we're going to make it. And that's okay because I do.
And I'm sorry that I didn't before. Something just hit me last night.
And I don't know, I just know now that you and I are going to be okay.
So, if you need me to sign a piece of paper...
Kitty, listen to me.
If I wanted you to sign a pre-nup, believe me, I would've asked you.
But I don't. I have faith in us.
Although you make quite a case for pre-nup.
Well, we can still talk about it.
Because I could very easily take you for everything you're worth.
- Quit talking. - No, I could.
It wouldn't be hard.
Kevin, it's Sarah. Listen, I do need a lawyer
and you cannot say no. Call me.
I can't believe this tool has two girls fighting over him.
I know. Who'd fight over a guy with sunglasses like that?
I actually have those sunglasses.
I'm going to go get something to drink. You want something?
- Sure. Yeah. - Water?
Yeah. That'd be great.
You know, you're right about the show. I can't stop watching.
I know. It's addictive, right?