Monday, 6 December 2010
Sunday, 5 December 2010
Season 5 Episode 9
Get a Room First Aired: 05/Dec/2010 | ||
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Kitty: Hi, Kevin. Kevin: When you were trying to adopt, how much weight did you gain? Kitty: Please tell me you're not emotionally eating. Kevin: Well, that depends if you think a cannoli, two bear claws, and a lindzer torte constitutes breakfast. Kitty: You guys are shoe-ins. The social worker is going to love you. Kevin: Well, what if she hates us? One bad impression is all it takes. Everything has to be perfect. Kitty: You and Scotty are a foster adoption dream team. Kevin: I'm a nervous guy, okay? Okay, for a child... What if there's a flood? Kitty: Oh, my God. This barista is totally hitting on me. Kevin: Kit, I'm in the middle of a crisis here. Kitty: Oh, no, you're not, and besides, this is gonna take your mind off of it. Kevin: Oh, okay. What does he look like? Kitty: He's very cute in a genius bar kind of way. Kevin: Oh, a brownie. Hallelujah. Kitty: Oh, my God. Oh, my God. He wrote his number on my coffee cup. What do I do? Kevin: That's Sarah. I gotta go. Bye. Kitty: Wait, Kevin? Kevin? Kevin: Hi, queen of all media. Sarah: I just saw mom making out with our on-air psychiatrist in the studio. Kevin: You gonna fire her? Sarah: No, I wouldn't have just cause. But it would be fun. Kevin: I can't believe you work with mom. Scotty: I don't. She's an employee of one radio station of five that I own. She's a very small ant in my kingdom. Now why did you call earlier? Kevin: I wanted to know good preschools in L.A... Just in case the social worker asks what we're thinking in terms of education. Sarah: You know, there is such a thing as being overly prepared. Now listen, I'm trying to get outta here. Luc's off to China tomorrow, so if you don't have anything else... Kevin: Oh, right. So what are the plans for tonight? Sarah: I'm gonna surprise Luc with something special. Kevin: Like what? Sarah: Well, if I tell you, it won't be a surprise for very long, will it? Kevin: I think this brownie was a little much. I better go. Sarah: The what? Nora: What? Sarah: What? Oh, nothing. Nora: Sarah, honey, I, I hope you're not upset about the... Sarah: Mom, you can kiss anyone you want at work, okay? I never let it stop me. Kevin: No, me neither. Nora: Oh, for God sake, Sarah. Would you please warn me when there are other people in the room? Kevin: Don't worry, mom. I have to go. Say good-bye to Luc for me, Sarah. Sarah: Okay, bye. Nora: Good luck today, honey. Sarah: Oh. Kevin: Bye. Scotty: Can we enjoy this? Foster adoption is supposed to be joyful. It's about starting a family. Kevin: Okay, but we have to control the variables. You know, strangers come into this restaurant every day. Scotty: Kevin, they're customers. Kevin: All right. But is that a safe environment for a child? I mean, what if there's a flood? Scotty: We're getting a visit from the social worker, not the FBI. Kevin: Oh, we need to get fingerprinted, too. Don't worry. The FBI is coming. Staff: Scotty, have you seen my bag? Scotty: Uh, no. Kevin? Kevin: No. Staff: It was a little brown bag with a brownie in it. Kevin: Oh. Oh, yeah. I ate it. Scotty: What? I saw it. I was hungry. It all happened so fast after that. I'll buy you a new one. Scotty: You can't, actually. Staff: Uh, my prescription's up. That was the last of my stash. Thanks a lot. Kevin: Prescription for what? Scotty: Medical marijuana. It's for his back. Scotty: How are you feeling? Kevin: I am so stoned right now. You have to help me. Scotty: Okay, Kevin, why don't you go lie down in the bedroom or something? Kevin: 'Cause the social worker's gonna be here any minute. Scotty: No, I told you. She's not coming until tomorrow. Kevin: People like me do not deserve children. I should be behind bars, Scotty. I'm gonna turn myself in. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. I've only been stoned ever once before in my life. I thought I should try pot before I went to college, so I bought a joint from Ozzie Archibald. It was as big as a cigar. Scotty: Okay, that's called a blunt. Kevin: I, I made sure no one was home, and then I went out to the yard and I smoked it. Scotty: You smoked the whole thing? Kevin: Half. I don't know. I buried the rest in Justin's old sandbox, just in case the police found it. Then I locked myself in my room, read an old Spanish textbook, 'cause I thought if I could just focus on something, anything... Then mom came home... I'm starting to freak out again. Scotty: Okay, Kevin, breathe. Come sit down. Kevin: She needed help with the groceries, so I had to go back into the kitchen, and she just looked like a giant piƱata floating above me... Scotty: Really? Kevin: And then she started speaking in Spanish. Scotty: Really? Kevin: Yeah. Scotty: There must have been something else in that joint. Kevin: Well, I don't know. I don't do drugs. I have to find Sarah. Scotty: Sarah? Kevin: Yeah. Sarah. Scotty: Wh... Sarah? Kevin: When Sarah came back, she immediately saw how baked I was, and she managed to get me from paranoid schizophrenic into groggy, stupid, and hungry. Scotty: Okay, well, wh, what did she do? Kevin: I don't know. I have to call her. Scotty: You can't call Sarah. She's got some big extravaganza with Luc tonight. Kevin: Well, you're starting to speak in Spanish, so I don't have a choice. Luc: I wasn't expecting a honeymoon until after we were married. Sarah: Call it a sneak preview. Luc: Oh! Sarah: Oh, God. I'm so... Oh... Luc: Gosh. Oh! Sarah: Luc, I'm so sorry. Luc: It's okay. It's okay. Sarah: Let me get some ice. Luc: Yeah. Sarah: Oh. I'll get you a towel. Oh, my God. I'm sorry. Luc: Oh. Hello. Hey, Kev. Ow. Yeah, yeah, yeah. It was a surprise. No, we're fine. Yeah, at hotel Velone. Kevin? Hello? Weird. Uh, Kevin just hung up on me. Sarah: Please tell me that you didn't tell him where we were. Luc: Uh, so what if I did? Sarah: Well, then it would only be a matter of time before they come over. They'll wanna see the room. Gay people love this hotel. Luc: All right. Sarah: I'm sorry, babe. Luc: Ouch. I know you want tonight to be perfect, but no one is coming over here, not even your brother. Sarah: Yes, well, even so, I think we should have all cell phones off. Complete radio silence. Luc: Oh! Sarah: Oh! Honey, I am so sorry. Oh. Oh! Luc: Oh! Ay! Ay-yi-yi! Sarah: Oh, God. Oh, no. Luc: Ay! Sarah: Ah. Oh, ow. Let me see. It's bleeding. Luc: Ah. Gosh. If this is a sneak preview, I can only imagine what a real honeymoon is gonna be like. Luc: Hello. Scotty: Luc. Hi, um, it's Scotty. We're kind of downstairs in the lobby. Kevin: They make me feel better. I wanna hold one. Scotty: He really needs to see Sarah. Yes. Thank you. Okay. We'll be up in two minutes. Bye. Okay, let's go. Sarah: Oh, my God. I gotta call mom. I just ran into Karl West downstairs checking in, ordering strawberries. Scotty: Sarah. Sarah: Scotty. What the hell are you doing here? Scotty: I'm so sorry. I know we're intruding. But I didn't know where else we could go. Sarah: "We"? Scotty: Yeah. Luc: Kevin is in the bathroom. Sarah: Oh, no. Scotty: He ate a pot brownie. Sarah: Oh, God. Kevin: It was an accident. Sarah: All right, Kevin. Come out here. Kevin: I'm so sorry. It's just, last time this happened, you somehow helped me get through it. Sarah: Are people speaking Spanish? Kevin: Si, un poquito. Sarah: Oh, God. Luc: I thought we should help. Kevin: I'm so pathetic. I'm so sorry. Look, I know you can't help me. I have to find my own way home. Sarah: No, Kevin. Lie down. Kevin: Okay. Sarah: We'll get you some coffee or something, okay? Scotty: Yeah. Oh, coffee. Is that what you did last time? Sarah: I don't remember, but his problems are way more serious than that right now. The police are outside. Kevin: No, they're not. Sarah: Yes, they are. I passed them on the way up... A whole S.W.A.T. team headed this way. Kevin: That's ridiculous. Sarah: Hotels have dogs to catch people like you, Kevin. Kevin: What am I supposed to do?! Sarah: You gotta pull it together. What's your birthday? Kevin: Uh, April 18, 1971. Sarah: Mother's maiden name? Kevin: Holden. Sarah: Last 4 of your social? Kevin: 5-3-5-2. Sarah: Is that right? Kevin: I'm not sure. Sarah: Kevin? Kevin: Yeah, it's right. Sarah: Yes? Good. You feel better now? Kevin: Yeah. A, a little. Maybe. I guess. Sarah: Good. That's what I did last time. I just scared the crap out of him. Something about the adrenaline shot. Scotty: Mm. Sarah: I gotta call mom. Luc: Hey, Sarah, don't get involved. Kevin: What's going on with mom? Sarah: Karl just checked in to the hotel for an afternoon romp. Kevin: Oh, with mom? Wait. She's here? Oh, my God. I'm freaking out again. Sarah: No, not with mom. See? That's the point. Kevin: What's the point? Sarah: Dr. Karl... That's who I should call. I should call Dr. Karl. Luc: Don't get involved with your mother's romantic relationship. Sarah: I'm not gonna let this guy break her heart. Luc: You don't even know what's going on. Sarah: You didn't see him. He was like a deer in the headlights. Kevin doesn't even look as guilty as this guy. Luc: Sarah, I'm warning you. Sarah: Why don't you two take Mr. Hemphead for a walk, sober him up? Luc: And what about our romantic evening? Sarah: It'll happen. Kevin: Stop fighting. Scotty: Okay, sweetheart. Come on. Let's go. Let's get up. Luc: I, I'll take care of them. Do what you need to do. Sarah: Don't pet the dogs, Kevin. Nora: Kitty's here, too? Kevin: I'm feel... Mom? Sarah: We're all here. Nora: Oh, God. I should just jump. What floor are we on? Sarah: Uh, eight. Nora: That ought to do it. Kevin: God, I love pizza. Kitty: Me gusta pizza, tambien. Kevin: Don't do that! Kitty: I'm kidding. Scotty: I'm sorry. I just... Kevin: That's not funny. Kitty: Oh! How the hell did this happen to you? Kevin: It was an accident. Scotty: Well, it wouldn't have happened if you weren't stuffing food down your throat this morning. Kevin: I was nervous. Scotty: Kevin, there's nothing to be nervous about. Kitty: Kevin, the state of California is not going to turn you down. Do you know how many needy kids there are... Kevin: Well, maybe that's why I'm freaking out, because this is finally going to happen. Scotty: Oh, my God. I can't win with you. You're nervous we won't get a kid. You're nervous we will get a kid. Kevin: I'm a nervous guy, okay? Scotty: Okay. Kitty: Okay, okay. Scotty: Could we order more pizza? Kitty: Oh, I didn't even order it, actually. Seth went out to get more... Pizza. Kevin: Why did you send him home anyway? Kitty: He neglected to tell me that he's a student at Wexley. Scotty: Oh, are you dating one of your students? Kitty: No. Kevin: It's not illegal to date a student so long as he's not your student. Kitty: I'm a republican. I'm a conservative. And according to Dean Whitley, I'm a living testament to family values. Kevin: You know what I think? I think you can feel whatever you want. So stop worrying about whether conservative women should sleep with 20 year olds... Kitty: 27. Kevin: Or what the dean of family values thinks of you. Live. Kitty: Wow. Kevin: Yeah. I think I'm finally sober. Scotty: Mm. It's the social worker. Hello. Yes. Oh. Oh, I'm sorry. Is it... is it serious? Kevin: What? Scotty: Oh, of cour... Yeah. No problem. Kevin: What? Scotty: Bye. Kevin: What? Scotty: Social worker has to reschedule. Apparently her kid's really sick. Kevin: After all that buildup? Scotty: Yeah. Guess I should go back to work. ♪ Just Breathe ♪ by Pearl Jam ♪ Listen Kevin: Wait. You know... We haven't had much time lately for just us. Scotty: That's true. Kevin: And it hasn't been the easiest couple of months. Scotty: No. Kevin: Right. So why don't you and I check into a hotel room? Scotty: No, not... Kevin: No, it could be like a little second honeymoon. Scotty: We'd have to put some serious distance between us and your family. Kevin: Is Nepal far enough? Scotty: No. But Vegas might be. I could call my sous chef and she could cover for me. If we leave now... we could be hours away before they even know we're gone. Kevin: Call her. Scotty: Really? Kevin: Yeah. Let's go. Scotty: Okay. Kevin: I have a great idea of what we're gonna do. |
Tuesday, 16 November 2010
Monday, 15 November 2010
Season 5 Episode 8 - music
Sunday, 14 November 2010
Season 5 Episode 8
The Rhapsody of the Flesh First Aired: 14/Nov/2010 | ||
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Justin: What? Hello. There's... Kimberly: Don't you worry. It's only me. Justin: There is no such thing as only you, Kimberly. Kimberly: Mm? Justin: Boy, this is bizarre. It's not my birthday. Kimberly: Mnh-mnh. Justin: You're not holding a cake. Kimberly: Mm. Justin: You lock the door? Kimberly: No. Oh! Scotty: Oh, gosh. Oh. Oh. I am so sorry. I'm so sorry! Justin, is the bar set up for the lunch rush? Justin: Uh, you know, not yet. I was looking for olives, but we're out, uh, so I was just trying to get some. Scotty: Well, you know, time's wastin', so chop chop. Justin: Yep. Be right there. Scotty: All right. Justin: Oh. Kevin: He invited you at 9 for a 10 o'clock TV show? Nora: Well, he's a shrink. Maybe he's only comfortable in 45-minute increments. Kevin: I know you wanna take this to the next level. I don't think that even counts as a level. That's like the elevator stalled between floors. Nora: We did agree to be friends early on. Kevin: Mom, you love your job. You enjoy Karl's company. If you get into a romantic relationship, and one of you gets hurt, then you've lost a friend and screwed up your work situation. Nora: What if he is actually the man of my dreams, and... and I miss my chance? Kevin: You know what? I'm in over my head. Nora: Why don't you ask Sarah? Well, I can't ask Sarah. If this deal goes through, then she'll be my boss. She'll be his boss. Kevin: Mom, I gotta go. I'm sorry. I'm hosting lunch, and I've accidentally overbooked the reservations. Nora: Where's Saul? Kevin: Wine convention, Napa. And since this is Justin's first double shift behind the bar, and I clearly have no idea what I'm doing, Scotty's a little freaked out. Nora: Honey, well, just pretend you have people skills. Uh, I-I gotta go. Talk to you later. Kevin: Bye, mom. Justin: Um, Angie, have you met my brother Kevin? Angie: Uh, nice to meet you. Kevin: Nice to meet you. My God, your hands are cold. You okay? Angie: We were in the walk-in cooler for a while. Scotty: Getting beer. Kevin: Yeah. It can take a while. You don't want to startle the beer by moving it too fast. Angie: I should get back to the kitchen. Kevin: I'll come with you. Angie: Talk to you later. Justin: Bye, sweetie. Kevin: Talk to you later. Kevin: I just sat my first two patrons. Scotty: Yeah, I saw that. You put them at a 4-top instead of a deuce. You can't do that when we're overbooked. You only put 2 people at a 4-top when there are no empty deuces. Oh, and I need you to tell everybody on the floor we're eighty-six on the Dover sole. Kevin: Okay, I have no idea what you're talking about right now, but I'm incredibly turned on. Scotty: Well, apparently, both of you Walker boys find restaurant work arousing. Kevin: You know about Justin? Scotty: Yeah, I caught him making out in the storage room this morning. Kevin: Oh, my God. He's dedicated. Scotty: Yeah. Kevin: He finished up his hanky-panky in the walk-in cooler. Scotty: I just hope he knows what he's doing. That Kimberly girl is a little wacky. Kevin: I thought her name was Angie. Scotty: Angie... my sous-chef? No wonder she keeps disappearing. Kevin: Who's Kimberly? Scotty: Kimberly's the waitress with the southern accent and the gun collection. Kevin: Are you serious? Scotty: Yeah. You need to talk to him. Tell him to knock it off. I can't have him two-timing my staff. Kevin: How many guns? Scotty: I don't know. She's from Texas. Kevin, you gotta get out there. Kevin: Okay, wish me luck. Scotty: If you see Angie, tell her I need her in the kitchen now. Kevin: All right. You might wanna hide the knives. Kevin: And someone named Jennifer called, twice, on the reservation line. Justin: Jennifer? Kevin: Mm. Justin: You have a last name? Kevin: Uh, no. Why, is there more than one Jennifer? Justin: There can never be enough Jennifers. Kevin: Okay, you know what? You're actually now out of control. You are multi-tonguing two different women behind every closed door in this restaurant. Now you have Jennifers coming out of your ears. You wanna tell me what's going on? Justin: I don't know what's going on. I'm not doing anything different. It feels like I'm in a "Girls Gone Wild" video. Kevin: Oh, come on. Justin: No, I'm serious. I'm not even hitting on these girls. They're just coming on to me. It's like I'm giving off, like... like a musk or something... Or the army did some breeding experiment on me. It's awesome. Kevin: Would you listen to yourself? Justin: Kevin, there's something going on. I don't know what it is, but I'm certainly not gonna stop it. Kevin: You have to stop, okay? Because you've had your fun. Justin: No. Okay? I haven't had my fun. Look, Captain happy is finally remembering What it's like to be single. Kevin: You named your penis Captain Happy? Will the straight clich ever end? Justin: Oh, I don't know. Why don't you ask little big man? Kevin: I can't believe I told you that. Justin: You didn't tell me. You told Tommy, and then Tommy told me. Kevin: Here's the thing... Scotty is freaking out there's gonna be some kind of catfight in the dish room, okay? Justin: Tell him not to be nervous. All right? I have this figured out. Angie works lunches, and Kimberly now works the dinner shift. They're never gonna cross paths. Kevin: Is it too much to ask you schedule your hookups on your own time? Justin: Oh, Kev... No, that's fine. That's fair. Kevin: Thank you. I forget. What was Tommy's? Justin: The magnificent seven. Kevin: Yeah, right. He wishes. Justin: Angie! Angie: Hey. Justin: Hi. I didn't... I didn't know you were working tonight. Angie: Yeah, I'm covering for Nick. Justin: Yeah, I... Angie: I brought you some hot tea for your throat. I put honey and... and lemon in it. Justin: Uh, for... for my throat? Angie: Yeah. Kevin said you were coming down with the flu. Justin: Oh, he did? No, no, no. He totally has me confused with someone else. Angie: So you're not getting a cold sore? Justin: A cold... No! I'm not getting a cold sore. No. My lips are totally fine. Angie: Oh! Okay. That's a relief. Justin: Yeah. Kevin: What did you say to them?! Justin: Nothing. Kevin, I'm doing my job. I'm being friendly. Scotty: What happened? Kevin: I had a party of four women waiting for a table. When I go to seat them, all of a sudden, they're no longer hungry. They wanna eat peanuts at the bar. Okay. Scotty: So now I'm losing customers. Justin, this has to stop. Kevin: Yeah. Justin: You guys act like I can control this. Kimberly: Justin? Justin: Hey. Kimberly: Are you okay? Justin: Yeah. Kimberly: Do you have a fever? Oh, let me feel your forehead, you poor baby. Justin: Kimberly, I'm fine. Thank you. Kimberly: I don't know. You feel a little warm to me. Then again, I think you always run a little hot. Scotty, Kevin: Ooh! Kevin: Uh, Kimberly, you know what? Table seven... Scotty: Uh, Angie, would you mind going to the storeroom... Kevin: ... needs, uh, more water right now. Thank you. Scotty: ... getting me some lentils? Thanks. Kevin: Great. Scotty: Go home. Justin: What? Scotty: You heard me. Out of here. Justin: Look, that fever thing is Kevin's fault. Scotty: Take over the bar. Kevin: What?! Scotty: Justin, leave through the back door and don't speak to anyone. Justin: Scotty, you're acting like this is my fault. Scotty: Go! Justin: Okay. Kevin: Way to go, Captain Happy. Scotty: Now! Justin: Hey, mom. It's, uh, it's Justin. And I just wanna let you know that I put everyone's keys in the breakfast nook 'cause I didn't want anyone driving. And I hope you're all feeling better this morning. And again, I'm really, really sorry about last night. All right. Love you, mom. Bye. Hey. Scotty: Kevin told me, uh, things got pretty wild at your mom's. Justin: Yeah. Scotty: Apparently, Sarah's pretty pissed. Justin: I know. Aw, man. Scotty: Justin, um, is everything okay? Justin: Yeah. God, look, it's just, I... I feel like I've been under such stress and that I'm finally able to be myself and... and relax a little bit for the first time in a long time. And, you know, I don't know, I got a little carried away, and I didn't stop and think how it could affect other people, like you. So... Scotty, I'm sorry. Scotty: I appreciate that. And not to be a hypocritical boss, but I am officially putting a moratorium on workplace hookups. Justin: I endorse that 100%, and I will come clean with Angie and Kimberly. Scotty: Good. You know about, um, her gun collection, right? Justin: Gun collection? Scotty: Kimberly. Justin: Gun, like, real? Scotty: Real. Justin: Wow. Justin: Hey. Kevin: Hey. Justin: So... I'm here to apologize to you. Kevin: You don't have to apologize to me. You should talk to Kimberly and Angie and mom. Justin: I did already. All right? I get it. I was a jerk. You were right. Kevin: Well, I was a little hard on you. I am slightly sensitive about people having workplace dalliances with the waitstaff. Justin: Yeah, I can understand that. But you... you and Scotty are better, right? Kevin: We're getting through it... you know, good days and bad. Justin: Well, look, I mean, you are very lucky to have a marriage where you're both willing to work on it. Kevin: I don't know how lucky I felt at the time. Anyway, you're the one who's turned getting lucky into an art form. Justin: Yes, but I put Captain happy on probation. Kevin: Yeah. You still working the lunch shift? Justin: Yes, but this is my final week. I gave Scotty my notice. Kevin: Oh. Justin: Funny. I don't think he's gonna miss me. Kevin: Don't take it too bad. He fired me, so I'm gonna sue him. justin: All right. Kevin: Oh, hey. Justin: Yeah? Kevin: What's Luc's mom like? Justin: Oh, she's hot. Kevin: Down, boy. Justin: Right. Ugh. Scotty: Good. ♪ Breathe Again ♪ by Sara Bareilles ♪ Listen |
Monday, 8 November 2010
Sunday, 7 November 2010
Season 5 Episode 7
Resolved
First Aired: 7/Nov/2010
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Kitty: Come on. Come on. Come on, people. I need some input. Should I get the one in the cart? Kevin: It's Marc Jacobs and it matches your eyes. What more do you want from a handbag? Sarah: Come on, come on. Click "shoes" while you're thinking. Kevin: No, you don't need shoes. Go to "area rugs." Sarah, Kitty: Area rugs? Kevin: Yeah. I'm sick of waking up to your dust bunnies. Sarah: Well, you could always move home, Kevin. You know, I spoke to, uh, Scotty yesterday. Kevin: Guys, I told you. I do not want you calling him. Sarah: I did not call him. Paige called him. Wh... She called him because she needs help. Remember? With her debating tournament. Kevin: Oh, my God. Kitty: Mm-hmm. Kevin: The debate. Kitty: Yeah. Kevin: We were supposed to help her practice today. Kitty: Yeah, Kevin. You can't let her down. She's just a kid. Sarah: She's just a kid. Kevin: Sarah, she's your kid. So why don't you help her? Sarah: Because she doesn't want my help. She wants your help because you're... you're a lawyer, and she wants Scotty's help with what she calls "the Debuttal." She clearly needs help. Kitty: Oh, damn, damn, damn! Kevin: What? Kitty: The... the bag sold out. Sarah: Oh, it does that sometimes. If you really want it, you just have to click, or it's gone. Kevin: What else did Scotty have to say? Sarah: Nothing, but he feels bad about things. I-I can tell. Kevin: I'm sorry. He feels bad? What about me? Kitty: Kev, Kev... Would you please settle down? We are all here for you. Kevin: You know what? I would like to see how fast Sarah would talk to Luc if he cheated. Sarah: Luc.... Kevin: It's mom. Sarah: Go for it Kevin: Okay, but no more talk of Scotty. Hi, mom. Nora: Kevin? I thought I called Kitty. Kevin: You are. Hang on. You're on speaker with me, the shopping twins, and Evan. Sarah, Kitty: Hi, mom. Nora: Well, it's after 10 o'clock in the morning. What are you guys doing there? Kitty: Oh, my God, mom. There is the most amazing sale online. Do you happen to need any accessories at all? Sarah: There are some incredible bargains to be found in the area of handbags right now. Kitty: Yeah. Nora: Online blowout sales? Is... is that what your lives have been reduced to? Sarah: What? Reduced? Nora: Don't forget about the photo shoot today. It's to publicize my show, "dear mom," surrounded with her loving daughters, so be here at 4. No later, no excuses. And, Kevin... You can't spend the rest of your life sleeping on your sister's sofa. I-I spoke with Scotty yesterday. Kevin: You, too? Why? Nora: I needed a recipe. Kevin: That is such... Nora: Ooh! I-it's my producer. Hang on. Kevin: At least you haven't spoken to Scotty. Evan: Hey. Kevin: Oh, my God. What is wrong with you? Kitty: Well, he called me, Kevin. He just wanted to make sure that you had enough blankets. Kevin: You know what? This isn't some little spat we're having. Okay? He was unfaithful to me. Nora: I'm back. And, Kevin, listen, honestly, I'm not trying to butt in. Kevin: Yes, you are. All of you are. Look, I know you want this to work, but that is up to me, okay? Kitty: Okay, okay. Sorry. Sarah: Okay, fine. I'm sorry. Kevin: I'm gonna go to work, and, yes, I will help Paige with her debate. Kitty: Well, you better. Sarah: Thank you. Nora: Is he gone? Sarah: Yeah. Kitty: Yes. Nora: All right, girls, tell me, on a scale from one to ten, what are the chances of them getting back together? Kitty: Six. Sarah: Five and a half. I'm the Russian judge. Nora: Oh, God. That's so depressing. Scotty: Hi. Kevin: Hi. Scotty: Um... y-you know Paige is coming over... Kevin: To prep for her debate tournament. I know. Scotty: She called me to make sure that I was g... Kevin: Here to help. Yeah, I know that, too. I also know you spoke with mom and Kitty. Scotty: Kevin... Kevin: Look, I'm feeling kind of weird about us both working with Paige today, so maybe you could find an excuse not to be here. Scotty: No. No, you can't stop me from helping my niece. I'm her uncle, too. Last time I checked, we're still married. Kevin: Maybe you should've thought of that before you cheated. Scotty: Yes, I should have. And if you can't see how much I regret that... Kevin: I don't want to get into this now. Scotty: Okay. Well, when do you? Because I don't know how many more times I can apologize or watch you come and go to your office, completely ignoring me. Kevin: Every time I look at you, I imagine what happened, and I can't forgive you. Scotty: We have to talk, Kevin. We have to find a way through this. Kevin: I don't know if there is a way through this. Scotty: Paige. Kevin: Hi. Paige: Hi. Kevin: So, uh, so what, did mom just drop you off and then leave? Paige: Uh, no, actually, uh, grandma took me. Kevin: Grandma? Paige: Yeah, she told my mom she wanted to see you guys. Kevin: Isn't it amazing how grandma always manages to find time for everything? Nora: Hi. Sorry. I couldn't... I couldn't find a place to park. Kevin: Hi. Scotty: Hi. Nora: Well, I hadn't seen you guys in quite some time, so I told Sarah that I would really love to bring Paige over. Kevin: We heard. Nora: Oh. She is really looking forward to the two of you helping her. Kevin: Well, something came up for Scotty, so... Paige: Oh, you mean you can't stay? Scotty: It... You know, it's okay. Kevin's really good at debating, so... Paige: But you said you'd be the opposing side. You promised. Scotty: I know. I'm so sorry, Paige. Nora: Scotty, if... if it means this much to Paige, I'm sure you could reschedule whatever it is you're doing. Kevin: You think you could, Scotty? Scotty: I suppose I could, Kevin. Kevin: Okay. Well, then we'll both help you. Nora: Yay. Kevin: Yay. Nora: Hi. Scotty: Hi. Nora: Paige doesn't want any... any mayonnaise on her sandwich. Scotty: Okay. Nora: I feel like I've crossed enemy lines just by standing in here with you. Scotty: Yeah, well... apparently you have. Nora: Yeah. Scotty: You know the hardest thing about all this? Is what happened that night was about so much more than cheating. But no matter what I felt, it doesn't matter, because I did what I did, and... Nora: And what? Scotty, Kevin told me about that night and why he didn't show up to the restaurant opening. Scotty: That's my point. I had a legitimate reason to be upset, but instead of telling him... Forget it. Nora: No, don't forget it. Don't forget it. Tell him now. Tell him everything... Everything you felt then, everything you feel now. That's the only way. Scotty: I've lost my right to. Kevin: Okay, Paige, you're the affirmative speaker, so you go first. Paige: Okay. So I'm saying that detention serves a satisfactory purpose. Kevin: Wait. Say, "resolved, " then state your proposition. That's how you start a debate. Scotty: Mmmm. Actually her school rules don't say anything about "resolved." She's just supposed to state the proposition. Paige: You read the rules? That's so sweet. Isn't that really sweet? Kevin: Okay. My bad. Start again. Paige: But I like resolved. It's cool. So resolved... one of the ways detention serves a purpose is it shows students that there can be consequences for their actions. Kevin: Good. Consequences for their actions... Good, solid first point. Paige: Detention teaches kids that when they do something wrong, they have to take responsibility for it. Kevin: Excellent point, one so many people overlook. Scotty: Kevin, I thought we were trying to stick to the task at hand. Paige: Do you want to rebut? Scotty: Yes. Resolved... Sometimes detention doesn't serve a purpose. Kevin: Why is that? Scotty: Okay, because... Well, you know, let's say Johnny does something bad, so principal Smith puts him in detention. So now he's sitting there alone, stewing. Things are getting worse. What principal Smith should do is talk to Johnny. Kevin: What if, say, Johnny cheated... On an exam? Are you saying principal Smith should have a heart-to-heart with the kid? Scotty: Yes, because talking about a problem is way better than icing Johnny out in some cold classroom. Paige: Plus, what if Johnny really loves principal Smith? Kevin: Okay, Paige, I know what you're doing. It is not appropriate. Paige: Then break up. See if I care. Scotty, will you please take me home? Scotty: Paige. Sarah. Anyone. Hello. Kevin: Fancy seeing you here. Scotty: I swear, I'm not stalking you. Paige called me and asked me if I would come back over. Kevin: Yeah, she left me a message saying she wanted to talk about what happened. Lo and behold, she's not here. Scotty: Right. Kevin: She did, uh, leave this note. "Sorry I had to leave. I forgot I promised my friend Amy I'd do her toenails." Scotty: She doesn't give up, does she? Kevin: She's worse than my mother. Scotty: Look, as long as we're both here, why don't... we go find a neutral space where we can just talk? Kevin: That would feel false. Scotty: Kevin, it's been three weeks. Kevin: And what, you feel there's some statute of limitations on cheating? Scotty: No. But I think you're making this all about you instead of about us. Kevin: Excuse me? Scotty: Kevin... I did a terrible thing... Kevin: Yeah. Scotty: So terrible that I've let you define the debate. But sometimes it feels like my life is all about you. It's like you consume all the oxygen in the room. That night, my restaurant was opening. And instead of it being about me, it became all about you, about why you weren't there, about you missing Robert, and... I was so exhausted from trying to solve your problems, and somebody came up to me and offered... To make it all about me. Kevin: So that's what our relationship was about, solving m-my problems? You're saying it happened because you were so ignored, you had to find solace somewhere else? Scotty: No. I'm saying my life with you is beautiful, and I cherish it. But it's not without its problems, and that night, I let the problems get the better of me, and I failed. Kevin, I am here fighting for us. Can't you see that? Kevin: Yes, I can. But I'm scared to let you back in. Scotty: The kitchen's closed. Kevin: Last year, I... hit rock bottom. I was in a terrible place, and you're right. It was all about me. But do you feel that it has always been about me? What did you say, that I "consume all the oxygen"? Scotty: No. I can breathe. I just... Kevin: Why didn't you tell me before? Scotty: Because a part of me loves it that way. I feel needed. You know, growing up, I hardly felt noticed. But you... It's like you can't get through the day without me. Kevin: I can't. Scotty: And sometimes, I let that go too far. When you didn't show up to my opening, it hurt... so much. I wanted to be the star that night. But, Kevin, believe me I would... never do that again. Kevin: That's the problem, because I can't promise the same about... changing. Obviously I'll... I'll try, but the way you described me just now? It's pretty accurate. I can be self-centered and neurotic... Scotty: Lovable and strong. Kevin: And needy and high-maintenance. Scotty: Caring, loyal... always, always loyal. Kevin: Scotty, I want us to better more than anything. But even if you wanted to, you wouldn't have time to look after me. Look at this place. I just wish there was something that I could do to prove to you how much I wanna change, because... I want to keep growing with you. Scotty: There is something. You can forgive me. Kevin: Oh, um, are Kevin and Scotty here yet? They're not coming, are they? Nora: Oh, sweetie, listen... Paige: I know. Just go in and get seats. Sarah: Okay. Paige: Yes, go get a seat. Kitty: You have a debate to do. Break a leg. Nora: Let's go, Kitty. Come on. Sarah: You're gonna be great, baby. Paige: Just go in, mom. Sarah: Okay. Kevin: Paige. Scotty: You organize your notes? Kevin: How do you feel? Paige: I knew it. I knew I could do it. Kevin: Do what? Paige: Resolved... Paige is the best couple fixer in the world. Kevin: True. Hurry up. You're gonna be late. Scotty: Yeah. Paige: Thanks, guys. Kevin: You're welcome. Go get 'em, champ. Scotty: Yeah, break a leg. Kevin: Yeah, make us proud. Paige: I might even win today. Kevin: Whoo! Scotty: So you're sure you wanna do this? Kevin: Watch kids mangle two hours of debate? Probably not. Scotty: Well, that's what uncles do, right? Kevin: I guess. Scotty. Scotty: Yeah. Kevin: I love you. Scotty: I love you, too. |
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