(heavy rain falling)
(thunder rolling)
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♪
(thunder rolling)
♪ Silvery teardrops ♪
♪ Trickling down my windshield ♪
♪ Silvery teardrops ♪
♪ Trickling down ♪
♪ My windowpane ♪
♪ Steady rain ♪
♪ Falls all night and day ♪
♪ And the vapors ride the wind away ♪
♪ I remember when the thunder ♪
♪ Hit the rainbow like a fist ♪
♪ And you kissed me with your face all duly wet ♪
♪ Once upon a time ♪
♪ I thought it would be easy to forget ♪
♪ But these misty memories ♪
♪ Of you are driving me insane, girl ♪
♪ Steady rain ♪
♪ Falls all night ♪
♪ And day ♪
♪ And the vapors ride the wind away ♪
♪ Shiny tears keep falling, falling, falling ♪
♪ Falling, falling, falling... ♪
(indistinct chatter over TV)
♪ Silvery teardrops ♪
♪ Trickling down my windshield ♪
(horn honks)
♪ Silvery teardrops... ♪
(Sam chuckles)
Whoa!
(groans, chuckles)
- FRANKIE: Hi. Dude. Mom. - Hey.
I missed you so much.
Oh, you did?
- Baby. - Oh, ew.
- Mom, don't. - Oh, sorry.
- Yes. Yes, sir. - Okay.
I missed... Yes.
I missed... Very good. Hello.
(grunts) Who is that?
- (laughing): Hi, Mom. - Who is this?
- FRANKIE: Hi, Gran. - Who is this?
I missed you so much.
SAM: I missed you.
I brought presents.
- You did?! - (chuckles): Yeah.
SAM: Cute!
- Hi, Gran the man. - (screams)
- What? - Slow down.
- Oh. I'm sorry, Gran. - Oh, come on.
- I forgot about your life jacket. - (sighs)
Never mind.
- Hello, darling. - FRANKIE: Hi, Gran.
- I missed you. - Aw.
Did you miss me?
We only ever have today.
(trunk opens)
Are you helping your mother with the luggage?
- FRANKIE: She's got it. - She's fine.
Cool, cool, cool. I'll just, uh...
PHYLLIS: Did you ask her?
- Nan, she's fine. - Oh, please.
- It's not even that heavy. - All right.
- SAM: I got everything.
(exhales)
Ow.
- (music playing on radio) - DUKE: Mom.
Has it been raining like this the whole time?
(chuckles): Yes.
- That's so cozy. - No fair.
I wish it would rain like this all year.
- Same. - Why is the window open?
Close your window, for God's sake.
Okay.
How's my dogs? And Dr. Bedloe?
They're good, bunny.
They missed you, but I missed you the mostest.
Aw.
Mom, I want to create a dating profile for you.
- A what? - Can you turn down the music,
please? I can't hear myself think.
- (chuckles): Okay. Jesus. - (volume decreases)
- Anything else, milord? - FRANKIE: Mom.
- Mom. Mom! - (gasps)
- Oh! Turn this up. - SAM: What?
No projectiles.
- Mom, I want to make a dating profile - Turn it up.
for you on, like, Bumble or Raya or some shit.
No, thank you. I'm all set.
I am a volcel.
I'm a voluntary celibate.
It's true, Mom. You need someone.
Why? I'm fine. I'm seriously fine.
I have my friends and you guys and Uncle Rich,
our dogs and Dr. Bedloe, and-and my work.
(all spit three times)
♪ We don't need, we don't need... ♪
So...
did you guys have a good time while you were there?
I don't know. Kind of.
You can have had a good time.
It's okay by me.
FRANKIE: Mom.
Really sorry to say this,
but my-my dad wanted to know
if you were gonna send him something?
Oh. What?
Um, he told me to ask you.
Sorry, what-what is that?
Is he asking for money?
You really shouldn't be driving in this weather.
We could get trapped in a mudslide.
Mom, I don't think you should send him any money anymore.
I mean, his family owns, like, a ton of businesses.
Okay, well, what do you think?
I want to give him money?
I don't want him coming for me.
- (sneezes) - Bless you.
One for a wish, two for a kiss, three's for a letter...
- If anyone sneezes. - If anyone sneezes.
Ow.
(grunts)
Don't pick at it. Don't pick at it.
Gran, how long do you have to wear the Cardiac Buddy for?
Ugh. Well, it's a temporary situation,
but I'm almost finished.
I just need the okay from my cardiologist.
Excuse me all over the place,
but I really can't bear it anymore.
- SAM: Mm. - I don't remember why I have
to have it. I'm in perfect health.
FRANKIE: Nan?
- Nan! - Oh. I feel very tired.
FRANKIE: Mom?
Mom, is something
going on with Nan? Is she having a heart attack
- or something? - (grunting)
Mom?
Mom.
(dog barking)
(monitor beeping)
You'll need to wear a personal defibrillator
for a few months while we monitor your situation.
(horn honks)
- PHYLLIS: Whoa! - SAM: Whoa.
Bollocking shit-licker!
Phil. Don't do that. Christ's sakes.
- Oh, God. - Fuck you!
- (Frankie and Duke laughing) - Mom!
(chuckles): What are you doing right now?
Well, it's incredibly rude and dangerous.
It's not for you. It's for the driver
to have road rage if she so chooses.
- Jesus! - Oh, my God.
Behave! Close your window.
God.
Guys, don't encourage her.
- Follow that driver! - God!
MOONX357.
- That's the number plate. - Shh!
- (horn honking) - Hey, hey, hey.
- FRANKIE: Nan! - I mean... Mom!
Shh. That's it.
Okay.
Get out.
Don't be ridiculous.
- Mom! - Mom!
Get... out.
I have a serious heart condition.
I could pop off at any moment.
Which you'd be very glad about
when I'm not in your hair anymore.
Bro, that's what the defibrillator is for.
- It'll shock you and call the hospital. - Mom!
It even has a GPS in case she gets lost.
You're not allowed in the car anymore.
Goodbye now.
If you can't behave, you can't stay.
Go on! Get going.
You can leave me here like the squirrels
and the skunks and the roadkills.
Okay. Bye.
- DUKE: Nan, come back! - FRANKIE: Nan!
- Phil! - DUDE: Nan, oh, my God.
- FRANKIE: Nan, come on! - Mom!
- Come back. - DUKE: Nan! Come back!
- FRANKIE: Nan! M... - SAM: Stop. Don't.
Turn around.
- Mom! You can't just do that! - Mom, you can't do that!
SAM: Okay. Phil, that's enough.
Come back.
- Wow. Okay. - FRANKIE: Mom, stop.
DUKE: Mom, you can't just do that.
- SAM: Yes, I can. - DUKE: No, you can't. Go back.
- SAM: Yes, I can. - DUKE: Go back.
- FRANKIE: Mom! - SAM: Uh-uh. Uh-uh.
Let me enjoy this. I have had custody
of your grandmother the whole time you've been away.
Mom, this isn't funny anymore, and it's raining!
She could get electrocuted. Shock, shock, shock, shock.
(scoffs) Okay, okay.
I'm going back.
(with British accent): Getting the old hawk.
So, did you guys have fun at your dad's?
- Mm. - It was fine.
All G.
Cool. Cool, cool, cool.
Can we get Fruit by the Foot?
They didn't let us have any fun food.
Fruit by the Foot?
You know it.
Nan! Nan, Nan, you have to come back.
- What? Why? - Come on, Nan.
- She doesn't mean it. - No, she doesn't.
- She does mean it. - No, she doesn't.
She does.
Thank you, Frankie.
Thank you. You see?
Your girls look after me.
I was gonna walk home, actually.
SAM: Yeah.
- You wouldn't have got me. - Mm-hmm.
They did.
♪ I'm in the snake, I'm in the apple ♪
♪ And from the garden ♪
- ♪ There's whispers and laughter ♪ - (grunts)
♪ Why did we end up stuck on the outside? ♪
Thank you, guys.
♪ Where there's so many evil motherfuckers ♪
- (groans) - ♪ But no place to hide ♪
(exhales)
- ♪ Let's not lose our heads ♪ - (clears throat)
- _ - ♪ Let's not lose our heads ♪
♪ Let's not lose our heads ♪
- _ - ♪ Let's not lose our heads ♪
♪ No matter what happens now ♪
- ♪ Let's not lose our heads ♪ - (exhales)
♪ Let's not lose our heads ♪
♪ No matter what happens now ♪
- _ - ♪ Let's not lose our heads ♪
♪ Let's not lose our heads ♪
- _ - ♪ Let's not lose our heads ♪
♪ Let's not lose our heads ♪
♪ Whoo! ♪
Sprang Break!
- FRANKIE and DUKE: Sprang Break! - (Sam whoops)
(knocking)
(Sam imitates creaking sound)
(clears throat)
(Sam clears throat twice)
♪ Put the nipple to the bottle, never satisfied ♪
♪ Put the nipple to the bottle... ♪
♪ Now the cow must die ♪
♪ Hey! How you gonna get it? ♪ (grunts)
♪ If I ain't gonna give it? ♪ (grunts)
♪ How you gonna get it? Ooh! ♪
- ♪ If I ain't gonna give it? ♪ - (mumbles)
♪ Mm. ♪ Morning.
Coffee? Mm.
I worked until 2:30.
Can you please just...? (sniffles)
Mom, I love you.
Can you... just go? Please.
(inhales)
(exhales sharply)
There's all kinds of things that... (sighs heavily)
... people can participate in during the day,
even if they have jobs at night,
and they-they wake up, and they go out,
let the sun hit their skin.
You know, even if they work in restaurants.
And there's all kinds of things they can participate in.
You know, work at night
and actually see the light of day, maybe.
I don't know. It's a crazy thought.
♪
♪ Well, I'm dying, I'm working for the man all my life ♪
♪ Well, I'm dying ♪
♪ I'm working for the man all my life ♪
♪ Oh, he was, oh, he was, oh, he was a devil... ♪
FRANKIE: Mom?
Mom! Mom.
- Hmm. - Chef?
- Sam? Samwell Tarly? - Yes. Mm.
Your Grace. Breakfast is ready.
Mom.
- Yes. (clears throat) Mm. - Okay.
- So... - Hmm. Yes? What?
I kind of want... a...
I kind of want...
I want a big party this year for my birthday.
What?! Serious?!
Yeah. I really do.
I-I mean, I... I want a big party.
I've never had one before.
Who you telling? I've been wanting
to do something like this for you forever.
- Okay, well, I want a party. - Okay.
Okay! This is the best thing ever!
What do you want?
You want a party bus with a stripper pole?
You want Moonlight Rollerway?
You want a girls party?
You're gonna be 15.
Oh, Jesus.
Oh, God, I hope you take it easier on me at 15 than Max did.
(whoops) That was intunse.
I know what I want.
I want a quinceañera.
You want a quinceañera?
You can't.
We can't do that.
We're too white for that. We're not allowed.
It's against the law.
It's not cultural appropriation, Mom.
It's-it's appreciation.
I mean, I-I want to honor the roots of the land
that I literally live on,
which was, for all intents and purposes...
Let's face it... Mexican land.
I mean, c-come on. Uh, Los Feliz, uh, Sepulveda,
Pico, Santa Monica.
Are you kidding me? I-I want to acknowledge
that California is a Latinx commonwealth of people
who have been marginalized.
You're so culturally... whatever.
No, I'm not.
Well, geez, you never even had a Bat Mitzvah.
I know. That's the point, and now I'm too old for one.
And you're too Jewish for a quinceañera.
And you're not too old for a Bat Mitzvah.
You can get Bat Mitzvahed at any age.
Remember, we went to Auntie Pascal's Bat Mitzvah.
Yeah, but Mom, I-I want to be the age of the thing
that we're supposed to be celebrating
traditionally at the time.
Huh.
Well...
And I want my dad to come.
I mean...
you to invite him.
I want... whether he shows up or not, I-I don't care.
I just, I want...
you to invite him.
Okay. Okay. Okay.
Okay. Okay, okay.
Listen, I-I-I-I am happy
to have a party for you. That would be my pleasure
- to do that for you. - You have to...
invite my dad, Mom.
Oh.
You have to. It's part of it.
Oh.
"Oh, my God, shoes."
Sorry, not sorry.
Will you?
Mm-hmm. Yes.
Uh-huh. Yup.
Yes, I am. I will do that.
I love you.
(chuckles softly)
I love you.
(grunts)
(exhales)
(groans)
(strained): All right. And...
"Oh, my God, shoes."
♪ Oh, my God, shoes ♪
- ♪ Shoes ♪ - "These shoes rule."
♪ These shoes rule ♪
- "These shoes suck." - ♪ These shoes suck ♪
- ♪ These shoes suck! ♪ - "These shoes suck."
♪ Shoes ♪
- _ - Oh.
♪ Shoes ♪
- ♪ These shoes suck ♪ - "These shoes suck."
♪ These shoes suck, shoes ♪
- "Oh, my God, shoes." - ♪ Oh, my God, shoes. ♪
♪ Dunkin' bagel ♪
♪ Dunkin' bagel, dunkin' bagel ♪
♪ Splash in the coffee ♪
♪ Dunkin' bagel ♪
♪ Dunkin' bagel, dunkin' bagel ♪
♪ Splash in the coffee ♪
- ♪ Matzo balls ♪ - ♪ Matzo balls-a-reeney ♪
- ♪ Gefilte fish ♪ - ♪ A-gefilte fish-o-vootie ♪
- ♪ Pickled herring ♪ - ♪ A-pickled herring-vootie ♪
- ♪ Lox-a-rooney ♪ - ♪ Oh, lox-a-rooney ♪
♪ Dunkin' bagel ♪
♪ Dunkin' bagel, dunkin' bagel ♪
♪ Splash in the coffee ♪
♪
♪ Dunkin' bagel, dunkin' bagel ♪
♪ Dunkin' bagel, splash ♪
♪ In the coffee ♪
♪ Dunkin' bagel ♪
♪ Dunkin' bagel, dunkin' bagel ♪
♪ Splash in the coffee ♪
♪ How about a bowl of gefilte fish? ♪
- (crying) - (rain falling)
He's young, honey.
That's what young people do, they move on.
- (sniffles) - You need some more brown?
(sniffles)
Uh, I don't think I should.
(sniffles) I don't think I should.
I think the brown is getting me more down.
(sighs)
I knew I was in for pain.
Yeah.
Well, at least he had the balls to be honest with you.
Finally, I had to say the words.
"You seem different. What's going on?"
And when he said...
"I feel like I'm not as into it as you are,"
I argued with him.
I tried to talk him into...
loving me.
I tried to talk him into it.
Tried to talk him into loving me the way I love him, and...
It's insane.
Stupid.
But I didn't care.
Super attractive.
Yeah, really cute.
Cute-cute, right? (sniffles)
- It's like a pheromone. - (chuckles)
- Desperacy. - (door opens)
RICH: Such a good look on me.
(sniffling)
- Oh. - Shh.
Hi.
- Sorry. - No, no.
(sniffles)
♪ You're going to change ♪
You okay, Guncle Rico?
- (chuckles) - (sniffles)
(sniffles)
This is... this is so embarrassing.
I'm a mess. (sniffles)
Come here.
♪ Rivers ♪
♪ Mountains ♪
(cries) Thank you.
♪ Rivers ♪
♪ Mountains ♪
Do you know,
you're gonna get through this.
Time is your friend.
And we're all here for you.
And you'll find love again.
And if you put the work in now,
you'll be better in the long run.
And, later,
when you meet someone,
they'll be better for you.
Because you'll be better then, too.
Okay.
(sniffles)
Good night, sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite.
See you in the morning light.
Not if I see you first.
(clicks tongue)
I love you both.
♪ Mountains ♪
♪ Forest ♪
(door closes)
Uh...
(snorts)
I can't believe she even exists.
Same. (sniffles)
(both groan)
- (sniffles) - (crying)
That killed me.
- Yeah. - (sniffles)
Why don't you put the Housewives on?
- (sniffles) Yes. - Yeah.
- Housewives. - Yeah.
- (sniffles) - (exhales)
(exhales)
(sniffling)
(indistinct chatter on TV)
- (sniffles) - Good?
Yes.
Hon.
WOMAN: Hey, hey, hey, baby!
(grunts, sniffles)
Oh, my God! It's so good to see you!
(indistinct chatter on TV)
(sniffling)
I love you so much.
I love you more.
(sniffling)
Well, I hope you're ready, 'cause...
tonight's the night I'm finally gonna stick it in.
- Fuck yeah. - (chuckles)
(both laugh)
(both sniffle)
- My evil plan worked. - (both chuckle)
You turned me. (sniffles)
- I turned you. Yes. - (chuckles)
(sniffling)
Oh, this is a good one.
- You've seen this? - Mm-hmm.
- Duker! - (sniffles)
- Get chocolate! - Oh, that's...
From the secret drawer!
- Oh, that's a great idea. - (both sniffle)
- Mm. - Oh.
♪ Fish got to swim ♪
♪ Birds got to fly ♪
♪ I've got to love ♪
♪ One man till I die ♪
♪ Can't help ♪