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(traffic rumbling faintly)
(peaceful music)
(train horn wailing)
- Yeah, and I'll be in Connecticut from here on out.
Just, all you gotta do is Dropbox me the footage
and I'll take care of it.
You got the address I sent you, right?
Yeah.
Alright, yeah, it's My uncle's place.
Hey Allen, thank you.
For everything.
- [Dominic] What's up simpleton?
- [Tommy] Where's the truck?
- [Dominic] What do you mean?
- You're the only fireman in the world
with a brand new Buick.
- Yeah, I like to stand out.
- Yeah, you do that.
- Be careful, don't slide it.
- Yeah, I'm sorry.
- How was the train?
- Uh, it's fine, it sucked.
- Yeah?
Jesus Christ!
You're just like Marie.
Marie slams the door too!
- Sorry, sorry. - The thing's new!
- How is Marie?
- Marie's doing good.
She hasn't changed.
- That train was packed 'til Milford, man.
- Oh, Tommy, your breath is awful!
- I had two beers on the train.
- Yeah, and what else, a shit sandwich?
- How's Sammie?
- Big, eats everything in sight.
- Oh, shit, you don't have one
of those fat kids, do you, Dominic?
- Not at all!
She's got my metabolism.
Why didn't you come to the wedding?
It was hilarious.
Marie got hammered, I was stoned.
- I'd be hammered and stoned too if I had to watch that.
- Hey, my dad is stubborn, so don't say a word about it.
- [Tommy] I won't.
- Leave him alone.
Dude, you gotta be in New York.
What the hell are you gonna do around here?
- I couldn't afford New York anymore, man.
- Get a smaller place, a roommate, even.
Or go down to Florida with your mom and dad.
You're a moron.
- I'm all set here.
- Well, now you're gonna be stuck with my dad and Varya.
- Is that how you say it?
I thought it was Var-ee-ya, Var-ee-ya?
- Varya. - Varya.
- Varya!
- Yeah, yeah, okay, whatever.
- Varya.
- However you say it, it sounds like venereal disease.
- (laughing) That's terrible.
- You laugh 'cause it's true.
- Yeah, well.
I gotta stop home and get my charger, okay?
- [Tommy] Yeah, no, that's fine.
I kinda wanna change anyway.
(birds chirping)
(knocking on door)
- [Dominic] Yo!
- Is that Cheech?
- Give me that.
- Thanks.
- What are you doin', sizzle-chest?
- Hey, Uncle Dom.
- [Dominic] Don't get too close, his breath is awful!
- What are you talkin' about?
Smells like peppermint.
Hey, you look good, Cheech.
- [Tommy] Thank you.
- [Dominic] He's an idiot for not staying in the city!
- Don't worry about it.
We got a room in the basement for ya all set up, okay?
You know, Auntie Lori Would have had
a big plate of food waiting for ya.
- Yeah, I know.
Thank you.
- You hungry?
- No, I'm good, I'm just tired.
- You're going to Matillo's tomorrow, right?
Bobby gonna hook you up with a car?
- Yeah, actually, I'm gonna need a ride, though.
I don't know if you're free--
- I'll take you!
- Jesus Christ! (Marie laughing)
Ow, hi, yeah, great.
- How are you?
- I'm great, Marie, now get off my back!
Okay, hi.
- Oh my God, you'd look the same
without the string mustache!
- Yeah, thanks, you look great too.
- (laughing) Oh my God, you're my roommate now.
Gonna fuck shit up.
- If you say so.
- Holly and I might go to New Haven on Friday, come.
- Yeah, okay, if I can make it.
- Oh, shut up, you're not doing anything.
Plus Holly wants to fuck you.
- [Dominic, Sr.] Marie!
- Sorry!
- Well, plus, I already told her you were coming, so.
- Oh, great.
- You gotta come to my place and see Sammy
I'm picking her up from her mother's later.
- Sure, yeah.
- Now wait a second, time out, Tommy.
You gotta help me with this computer stuff.
I can't figure this out.
- [Tommy] Yeah, whenever--
- Oh, hello! (giggling)
- Oh (mumbling). - Oh!
(Varya giggling)
- Say hi to my wife.
She's my wife now, Tommy!
- Yes, yes! - Yeah, I know, I know!
Congratulations!
Hi, Varya, um, ah, how are you?
- Ah, good, good.
Long day, tired.
- [Tommy] Yeah, yeah.
- You go shower, Sweetheart.
I'll make your tea for you, okay?
- I, I be right back. (giggling)
Good to see you. (giggling)
- [Tommy] You, too.
- I've never been happier.
Well, since your Auntie Lori.
- Yeah, no, I know what you meant.
- You know, she always loved when you would
spend weekends here and at the beach house in Madison.
By the way, the Gavin's know you moved back yet?
- Uh, no.
My computer and camera stuff,
it should all be here tomorrow.
- You just reminded me.
Jerry and Allison are having Vinny baptized next Sunday,
and they want you to do the video.
- Yeah.
- They'll pay you!
- Cool, yeah, sweet.
I'll give 'em a call.
- Alright, now look.
Sit down, I'll get you some vino and you can relax, okay?
- Yeah, I'll try.
- Hey, you're always welcome here.
- Thanks, Uncle Dom.
- Welcome back, asshole.
- Hello!
Welcome to Soviet Russia, where we drink Svedka,
but not Grey Goose!
- [Tommy] Ha ha ha.
- Grey Goose make you gay!
- [Tommy] Your terrible.
- Gay French men, according to Putin.
All hail, shirtless Putin.
We're going to sing, dance, do as Russians do!
Fuck bear, suck cabbage!
- You're terrible, but that's actually pretty funny.
(Marie laughing)
- (sighing) Thank God you're here.
I'm losing my mind.
- It can't be that bad!
- Dude, my dad got the Rosetta Stone Russian thing.
You'll hear him every morning in his office doing it.
He sounds like an asshole.
- Christ.
- If Russians weren't white he'd sound racist.
(Tommy laughing)
So what are you gonna do, you gonna look for a job?
What do you even do?
- You know, videography.
Like camera, shoot for weddings, or get a commercial gig,
or a school play, bar mitzvah.
- (laughing) No bar mitzvahs in North Branford.
- Yeah, well, you know what I mean.
Until then, I'm gonna need a car.
- If I was off tomorrow, I'd go with you.
- Why don't you just take the day off, come with me.
- I can't!
I'd have to be on call, and I'm not that kind of nurse.
But I'm serious about Friday.
Going to New Haven, or Eli's, I haven't decided yet.
Also, I told Holly you were coming back.
She's excited!
She wants to fuck you, dude!
- Well, that is not gonna happen.
- Why, why not, what's wrong with her?
- Dom fucked her.
- So?
So did Danny.
Those guys are super horny.
They'd try to fuck a bride on her way down the aisle.
- How is Danny?
- Oh, he's a cop now.
Yeah, I know.
If one more girl asks to see his gun
I'm gonna shoot his dick off with it.
(Tommy laughing)
Hey, wanna smoke?
- Come on, smoke with me.
You never do.
- [Tommy] If I never do, then why do you ask?
- Because I am always, always hoping.
- [Tommy] Hoping?
- [Kara] (laughing) Yeah!
- [Tommy] For what?
- For you to take a single puff with me.
- Next time?
- Next time, really?
- Yeah, next time.
- I don't believe you.
- I don't believe me either.
- (laughing) Full of shit.
- Alright, you know, why don't you get me a beer.
Yeah, you smoke, I drink, we'll have fun.
It'll be fine.
- Okay, let's make a compromise here.
So, I will get us both beers.
- Alright.
- Good?
And then, I'm gonna go over there
and get that joint and you will take a single, single puff.
Right?
- Next time.
I pinkie promise.
- You suck.
- I can live with that.
- I'm still gonna smoke.
- You do you.
- Oh God.
- What's wrong?
- There are like four kids in skinny jeans.
- [Tommy] (laughing) What?
- They're gonna steal my stuff.
(Tommy laughing)
(soft music)
What are you lookin' at?
- Your adorable red eyes.
- They're not red.
- You're right, I was just kidding.
- Mmhmm.
- They're not adorable either.
- How dare you!
Wanna play a game?
- Sure.
Let's see.
Kiss me like our first date.
Kiss me like you'll never see me again.
- No.
That's sad.
- Okay.
Well, then kiss me merry Christmas.
- Okay.
(Kara humming "Jingle Bells")
(Tommy laughing)
Damn, I thought these came down.
(both laughing)
I was gonna make you a tree.
- No, thanks, I'm good.
- Come on, don't be a pussy!
- I'm not being a pussy, I'm good.
You smoke, I'll drink.
- Oh.
Okay.
You know, seriously, though.
I'm really excited that you're back.
My dad's losing it.
- How's Varya?
You know, is she?
- I don't care.
He's happy, it's easier to let him do what he wants.
Fuck, now I gotta get high!
Thanks, asshole.
- You got it.
Hey, I'll be up in like five minutes, alright?
- [Marie] Yeah.
- I'm so happy you are here!
And your uncle is very happy, too.
- Thank you.
- Okay, bye!
- Uh, bye.
Great.
(pensive music)
You would buy her that.
- She wanted it.
Are you gonna bang Holly?
- Why does everyone want me to bang Holly?
- Do it, get laid!
- No thanks.
- Danny fucked her.
- Yeah, I know.
- You'll do it.
- You and that phone.
Who are you texting, anyway?
- This girl.
- Oh, yeah, this girl?
Let me see.
- Give me the phone, I hate that!
- Okay, whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Don't do that!
- Shh, shh, shh, geez, geez.
Yeah, okay, fine, man.
- I hate that.
Don't do that, you fucking retard.
- I got it.
What, is it a he or something?
- No!
- Did Danny fuck her too?
- No!
- Let me get this straight.
You're gonna have some chick over
while your daughter's sleepin' in the next room?
That's sick, Dom.
- If I gotta girl over, she sleeps downstairs.
She's got all her toys, the couch, a TV.
- Yeah, real nice Casey Anthony.
- I check on her and it's not like I'm hiding her.
They all know she's here.
- They all?
How many girls do you have comin' out of this place?
- I don't know, just some chicks.
Which is exactly what you should be doin' in New York City.
Dude, you're a fucking moron.
- Yeah, yeah, you wanna go to New York City?
Be my fucking guest.
It was a big fucking expense I couldn't afford.
I couldn't find enough work, but you have fun.
- Whatever.
Sam?
Sammy!
Oh, God, Sammy!
- Hey. - Did you see where she went?
- Is that her behind the tree?
- Oh, Sammy.
You hiding?
- And I can't have any fucking friends cause of you,
'cause you're a fuckin' horndog that'll sleep
with anything with a fucking cunt!
- [Dominic, Sr.] Marie, please.
- Dominic, Stephanie's father called
and said he was gonna call the cops!
I come home from work to this?
- Ma, I didn't do anything?
- You were holding her hand and cuddling her
on the fucking couch, you're fucking gross!
- She was coming on to me!
- I don't care if her tits were hanging out.
You leave her alone.
What were you doing there in the first place?
- She told me to come over, hang out with her and Marie.
- She didn't even tell me she texted you.
- She's in high school, Dominic.
- She's 18!
- Yeah, she just turned 18!
- What are you doin' hanging out
with a high schooler anyway? - What the fuck are you doing
hanging out with a high schooler?
Jesus, movin' up on her?
Look, this is what he was doin', Ma, like this.
- I can't believe you, Dominic.
- I didn't do that!
- [Marie] Oh, bullshit!
- What's going on?
- Your fucking douchebag of a cousin's
tryin' to fuck one of my friends again!
- Which one?
- Stephanie Silletti.
- Stephanie - dude, she's like 12! -
She's 18 leave me alone
You owe your sister an apology
- For what?
- You're embarrassing her and you're embarrassing
all of us with this stuff.
Enough is enough.
- What if her father calls the cops, Dominic?
Then what?
- Dad, Larry Silletti is not gonna call the cops.
- It's embarrassing.
He doesn't give a shit!
Look at him!
Watch, one day you're gonna do the wrong thing
with the wrong girl and end up in fucking jail!
- She's 18!
- Doesn't matter, Dominic!
- He doesn't care!
Look at him!
Tommy, never get married, he's gonna fuck your wife.
- [Dominic, Sr.] Marie, please.
- It's ridiculous!
He does this with all my friends!
I can't have anyone over anymore!
- Oh my God, what are you talkin' about?
- Like the time that we were takin' prom photos
and you had sex with Rachel Vento in my shower?
- [Dominic, Sr.] Are you kidding me?
- Wait, you did what?
- She cornered me, I was raped!
- Oh, I've heard it all!
- You did the same thing with her
that you're doing with Steph.
You're fucking gross!
I fucking hate you!
- You owe her an apology now!
- Whatever, Dad!
- Watch it, Pal.
- Hey, Tommy.
So sorry you had to see me like this.
- It's alright.
- Dominic, go to your room or something.
I don't wanna look at you right now.
- [Dominic] We're going to a movie.
- Yeah, actually we're--
- Good, go, drive safe.
- Let's go, Polanski.
- [Dominic, Sr.] (laughing) Polaski!
- [Lori] What did he say?
- [Dominic, Sr.] Oh, nothin'.
- [Lori] Who's Polanski?
- Sammie, I'm gonna drop you off nine
because I gotta go help cousin Tommy, okay?
- I mean, you know, a car's a car.
Bobby's doing me a solid with this.
- Does the horse come with it?
- Oh, fuck off!
- I mean, you can get some of this rust out,
clean up these headlights.
But the rest is up to God.
- She's got clean tires, that's all I care about.
- I wouldn't put my name on it.
- It's not gonna be your name, it's mine.
- Well, if you want it, go inside and tell him.
- Yeah, I'll get the keys.
- Alright.
Hmm.
(lively music)
- Hey, Ang, did Coca Cola call yet?
They're supposed to come today.
Angela!
(bells ringing)
Tommy!
Oh, I'll be a son of a bitch, how you doin', man?
- Hi, John, how are you?
- Ah, hanging in there, man.
You look good!
You're getting buff, you're working out, yeah?
- No, I'm actually not.
- Oh, come on.
It's all that walkin' in the city.
Absolutely, that's what it'll do to ya.
Ang, look who's here!
Hey, still doing photography?
- Mostly video now, but yeah. - Yo!
Oh my God, Tommy!
(pleasant music)
Hi! - Hey.
- Don't he look good?
- How are you?
- I'm okay.
I'm good.
How long are you here for?
- Ever, I don't know.
- Really?
- Yeah, I...
- Put that clam on me, alright.
- Oh, you don't gotta do that, John.
- Go on, get the fuck outta here!
What are you talkin' about.
Now you got the clam and the half olives, half pepperoni.
- Yeah, that's me.
Hey, you guys have flex and park?
- [Both] Not yet.
- Oh, that reminds me, I almost forgot to tell you.
Coke is coming tomorrow.
- Tomorrow?
They're supposed to come today.
- I don't know.
My dad texted me and told me to tell you.
- Why doesn't your dad text me?
Why doesn't he call me?
I have a phone, I can do the texting.
- Alright, well, I, you know, it's good to see you guys.
- Yeah, absolutely.
Yeah, if you ever need anything,
you just give us a call, alright?
- [Tommy] Sure, John, thank you.
- Take one of the Cokes on me.
- Oh, no, we're good.
We got some at the house.
- Take a Sprite, take a Coke, whatever you want.
Go get it.
- I got it, I got it.
- Hey, whatever you need, alright?
- Thanks, John.
- [John] Whatever you need.
Have a good day.
- [Tommy] Take it easy.
- And you guys should play music again, come on!
Go to Doody's, get some gigs!
I've been telling you to get back into it!
Ah, Jesus, I got flour all over myself.
- Hey, this isn't your car.
- Yeah, I haven't had the old on in forever.
Just picked this one up yesterday.
- Huh.
I like it.
So you still playing guitar?
- No, not really at all.
How 'bout you, you still piano?
- (laughing) Yeah.
Any chance I get.
Hey, we should jam again.
- Yeah, yeah, that could be fun.
- Yeah.
So, you happy to be back?
Never heard from you.
- Yeah, it's okay.
I just, sorry, I didn't think that you would--
- No, it's all good.
Hey, how's Marie doing?
I mean, you know, considering.
- Right.
Well, you know, it's different, yeah?
But everyone's different shades of good, I guess.
- Mhmm.
Well, let me know if you wanna do something soon.
- Absolutely.
- (laughing) It's good to see you, Tomooch.
- You too.
Hey, you tell John I said thanks again, okay.
- Will do.
Be good.
Get in touch!
I'll find you.
♪ Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't you see that ♪
♪ This will be my downfall ♪
♪ No, no, no, no, no, no way out ♪
♪ I'm in this for the long haul ♪
♪ Last call for alcohol ♪
We got this.
- You got this.
- No, you're good.
I am not worried.
- [Tommy] Do we need to run it again?
- Nope, we're good.
- [Tommy] Yeah?
- Be confident!
- [Tommy] I'm plenty confident.
(Angela laughing)
- I liked it.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
You guys are ready.
- Thank you.
I've gotta go pee.
- I'm packing this up for tomorrow.
- [Tommy] Alright.
- Hey, Ang, (laughing) this is gonna sound crazy,
but that whole handhold thing.
- Hmm?
- Well, you guys kinda held hands.
- Oh, we high-fived.
- Yeah.
It's kinda held at the end.
- Oh, okay.
I'm sorry, I totally didn't mean it.
- It's just, I meant,
you know.
- Okay, yeah, I'm sorry.
- Don't be.
It's fine.
I'm just saying.
- Hey, we still getting sushi?
- Did you wash your hands?
- Yes.
- I don't smell soap.
- [Tommy] I washed them.
- Like his fucking mother.
(Kara laughing)
- [Tommy] Hey.
- Hey!
Tommy, it's so good to see you.
- You too, Holly.
- Are you coming out with us?
- Yeah, no.
I'm not feeling that good tonight.
- Oh, no, that sucks.
- Yeah. - Ready?
- Yeah, can we smoke before?
- I'm out.
- Oh, man, you dirty little whore.
- (laughing) What can I say.
- [Holly] That's alright, let's hit the road.
- Come on, let's go.
Bye, lame-ass!
- Yeah, next time, I swear.
- Uh-huh.
- You better.
You told me he was coming out.
- He just doesn't feel like it.
- Why not?
- [Marie] Because he doesn't want to.
- Well, I don't see why he can't come out
and have a good time with his old friends.
I don't understand why he has to shut us out.
- Come on, don't be a bitch.
Let's just go, come on.
- I'm just sayin'.
Tommy, can you help me with Marie?
She's really wasted.
- Yeah, I'll be right there.
- Thanks.
Almost there.
- [Tommy] Ow.
- [Holly] You got this, Marie.
- [Tommy] Go, go, go.
- [Holly] Okay.
Thanks for the help, Tommy.
- Let me take the shoes from you.
There we go.
- [Holly] There you go, girl.
- [Tommy] That's not, okay.
- [Holly] She's in the bed.
- Did she drive?
- She did.
She's as sober as a fucking bird.
No, of course I did!
- Okay.
- Can you go get a pail?
- Yeah.
- It's alright.
I got ya home in your bed.
- I so love you.
- Oh, I love you too.
It was a fun night.
Fun times. (Marie laughing)
We didn't even smoke beforehand.
Thanks, Tommy.
- Hey Marie, why don't you roll this way, okay?
I got the pail over here, yup.
I'm gonna hang out for a little bit
just in case you've gotta puke, okay?
- [Holly] Me too. - Oh, you're the best.
- No, you can go home.
You're fine.
- No, it's fine, I worry.
(Kara coughing and retching)
- Well, that's the calamari.
- [Kara] (coughing) Shut up.
Stop.
- Sorry.
I keep telling you to take it easy, though.
- [Kara] Yeah, I heard you the first time.
- You know, just clean up well,
let me know when you're okay, and I'll take you home.
- It's okay, I can stay a little longer.
- [Tommy] You're gonna regret it, babe.
Seriously, I wanna drive you home.
- You're saying you don't want me here?
- [Tommy] No.
- Okay, then shut up.
- I just, you're a little drunk,
I thought you could use the rest before your flight.
You can spend the night if you want,
but we're just gonna have to get up
even earlier in the morning.
- Is the door locked?
- Uh, yeah.
Yeah, well, okay, you can spend the night.
- I don't wanna go tomorrow.
- It's only four days.
It's a wedding, free booze.
- Still, I'm gonna miss you.
- I know.
- What?
- Calamari.
- Fuck you!
- Well, no, I'm sorry.
It's fine, just get more mouthwash.
- No, I wanna go home.
- [Tommy] Really?
- You are such a fucking asshole!
Do you know how fucking embarrassing this is for me?
I was gonna let you fuck me,
and then you're like, uh, calamari!
- Stop, Kara, stop.
- No, fuck you, I wanna go home.
- What, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
I'm sorry.
- What, am I too drunk for you?
- No, you're not drunk.
- You thought I was.
- Yeah, well, I didn't know like sloppy.
I just felt like you're gonna be hung over tomorrow,
it's gonna suck to fly, I don't even know.
It's not a problem.
- No, no, take me home.
You ruined it.
- Seriously?
- Yeah.
- Kara, I don't care if we, you know, whatever.
I just, you're about to go, I don't want--
- Just stop!
Let's go.
Or I can fucking walk!
- Okay, you're not gonna, you're not gonna walk.
You're not gonna walk.
Hey, she's pretty passed out.
- Okay.
- Um, are you too tired?
Do you need me to give you a ride home?
- No, I'm okay.
I was thinking of staying here on the couch.
- Why don't you just jump in with her?
- She kicks.
- (laughing) She does.
- Alright, yeah, take care of yourself.
I'll see you in the morning.
- Okay.
Goodnight, Tommy.
(upbeat music)
- [Tommy] Hey.
- Hey, this is gonna sound weird,
but do you have a T-shirt and pair of shorts?
I can't sleep in this skirt.
- Oh, yeah.
Shirt.
And shorts.
- Thanks.
- You got it.
- [Holly] It's okay, you can look.
- I'm fine.
- [Holly] Well, that makes me feel great.
- That's not how I meant it.
- I'm fucking with you.
Okay, you can turn around now.
- That's adorable.
- Thanks.
♪ An empty chair at all the tables ♪
♪ And I'll be seein' you when all my days ♪
- Good night.
♪ For now we'll say goodbye ♪
♪ We know it's not the last ♪
(birds cawing)
- Oh, hi, Varya.
- Good morning!
Coffee?
- Sure!
Thank you so much.
- I'm leaving, sweetheart! - Oh!
Oh, bye! (smooching)
- Is that Holly?
You sleep okay?
- Yep, hope I didn't wear out my welcome.
- Don't be ridiculous.
We have plenty of stuff, go eat somethin', okay?
- You want eggs or pancakes?
- Oh, no thanks.
- Okay.
- Varya?
- Yes?
- This is really good.
- Oh, thank you.
- Hey.
Did Varya make that?
- Oh my God, yes.
- How good is it?
- The fucking best!
- I know, right?
It's one silver lining.
- Yeah.
Hey, I hope I didn't freak you out too much last night.
I just got caught up in the moment.
I was a little tipsy.
- Nah, it's okay.
I just, I didn't wanna.
- I understand.
- I mean, I would.
- You don't have to do anything.
- I just, I can't.
- I understand, it's okay.
- I hope that I didn't do anything--
- Oh, God, no.
- Alright, good.
- Good morning.
- Did Varya make that?
- [Holly] Yes.
- [Tommy] Hey, easy, easy!
- Oh, Varya.
- Yes?
Oh, coffee?
- Please.
Did you guys bang?
- No. - No.
- [Reporter Thanks, Rich.
Yeah, for 25 years this little slice of heaven in Milford
has been the go-to spot (speaking drowned out by music).
This just in to the newsroom.
We wanna give you an update on
that accident in North Branford.
It has been confirmed that one of the drivers
in that two-car collision has died on the scene.
Lynette's Sweet Shop, open every day until 10 pm
for those late night cravings.
And get this, kids who visit can enjoy
complimentary stickers.
I already have six of them..
The driver killed has been identified.
A vigil will be held tomorrow at 7 pm.
There is no better way to celebrate this anniversary.
Bobbie Bernstein, Channel 2 News.
- You can't swing at the low ones.
This isn't golf.
Okay, just watch the ball
the whole way down the line, got it?
- You're throwing soft ball style, it's not fair!
- It doesn't matter, dude.
(bat clanking)
I gotta go see Little John at the restaurant real quick.
Do you want me to drop you home, do you wanna come with?
- Can you drop me home and get me a slice of pizza?
- No, I'm heating the stuffed shells.
- I don't like stuffed shells.
- How do you not like stuffed shells?
(lively music)
Hey.
- Hey, Tommy was lookin' for ya.
- What'd he say?
- I don't know, he just wanted to say hi or somethin'.
He was coming in from ridin'.
I told him to come back tomorrow when you're workin'.
- Did he seem okay, was something wrong?
- No, he seemed fine.
Here, take this to your dad.
I don't know what they are.
- Yeah, but he didn't like say what he wanted?
- I have no idea, alright?
We have no more room, take 'em to your father.
He can put 'em in his freezer.
- Where is he gonna put this.
- I don't know!
- No, no, no, no, no.
These are not going in my car.
- Why not?
- Because, no!
- Okay. - Just no!
- Well, we have no more room here.
I don't know what you're talkin' about.
You gotta take 'em to your dad.
- Tell him to pick it up then!
- Like he's gonna pick it up here?
- What the hell is in these anyway?
- I don't know, it says cannoli shells,
but it doesn't smell like no cannoli shells.
- Throw it out.
- No, it could be something we need, alright?
- Throw it out!
God, no wonder you have no more fucking room in here!
- We can't just keep throwing everything out!
- Oh my God, what is this shit?
Who am I, Gordon fucking Ramsey?
- [John] Shh, we have a customer outside.
- I don't care!
- We'll be right with you, sir.
- Let me ask you something.
How old do you think these are?
- [John] I don't know!
- I dare you, smell it.
- No, I'm not smelling that!
- Alright, you know what?
We're gonna, we're gonna clear this out right now.
- [John] No.
- Bring me the pail.
- Which one?
- The big one.
- [John] Uh, it's full!
- Oh my God.
♪ Last call for alcohol ♪
♪ Still haven't made my move yet ♪
♪ Don't know the protocol ♪
♪ But I'm in a reckless mindset ♪
♪ Da-don't, da-don't, da-don't you see that ♪
♪ This will be my downfall ♪
♪ No-no-no-no-no-no way out ♪
♪ I'm in this for the long haul ♪
♪ Last call for alcohol ♪
(audience applauding)
- Okay, that's you.
- Okay, got it.
- Ow.
- Oh, no!
Shit, I'm sorry.
- No, it's alright.
- Do you taste blood?
- Not yet.
Here you go.
- Oh, thank you.
- Hey, you got it.
- Hey, you know what I just realized in there?
- What's that?
- Tell Kara I said hi.
- Mhmm.
- Pain in the ass.
- What did you say?
- Nothing.
- No, what was it?
- Nah, I forgot.
- Alright.
- You just play better without her watching.
- No, I play the same.
- No, no.
You're just more, I don't know, relaxed or something.
You were bad-ass in there!
- So were you.
- Oh.
Party's over for that matter when she gets back tomorrow.
- Oh, shut up.
- I'm only kidding.
- Am I bleeding?
- At little, ah, a little bit.
I'm gonna go.
- Yeah, yeah, me too. - Yeah.
- Um, good show, yeah?
- Yeah, good job tonight.
- Yeah, drive safe, okay?
- Okay, yeah, yep.
(car alarm beeping)
(electronic beeping)
♪ Things we used to do ♪
♪ A memory of you ♪
♪ I see them everywhere ♪
♪ Things we used to share ♪
♪ I don't ever wanna lose that moment ♪
♪ Even if I have to face this pain again ♪
♪ I don't ever wanna be something you can't recall ♪
(door bells ringing)
♪ Just promise that you still remember ♪
♪ How we used to be ♪
♪ So thanks for the memories ♪
♪ Let's not be enemies anymore ♪
- [Tommy] Morning, Uncle Dom.
- Hey, good morning, Cheech.
You ready for that big interview?
- Yeah.
- You talked to your mother lately?
- Yeah, just last night.
- She doesn't want anything to do with me.
- Give her time.
- You know, as soon as I found Varya,
I lost a sister-in-law.
- You know how she gets.
She'll come around.
- Yeah, I suppose.
- Come check this out.
(peaceful music)
- Some nice shots.
- Not bad, huh?
But how do I get the music to stop playing
over this so I can put a new song in?
- You're gonna have to fade it out.
- How do I do that?
- Well, just like the picture lengths, you know?
Just change the music the same way.
- Oh, so it's the same thing?
- Mhmm.
- Well, can you show me how to do it so I know how, please?
- Uh, yeah, sure.
Alright, so, to fade this out what you're gonna wanna do
is drag this little ball in the audio track to the left.
- Oh.
Okay, perfect.
This is the song I wanted.
(soft music)
- Yeah, that's a good one.
- Alright, when I'm done I'll show you the whole thing.
- Okay. - Thank you, thank you.
- Yeah, you got it. - No sneak previews.
- I'm still getting used to this red hair, you know?
- You don't like it?
- Oh, I love it!
It becomes you.
You look sexy.
- Oh, don't use that word!
- Why?
I'm proud of my kids being sexy.
- Uh!
- It's better than having ugly kids.
(Marie laughing)
Okay?
- Yeah, I guess so.
- I mean, I was used to you, you're entire life
being a blonde, and now you're this sexy redhead.
- Uh, stop! (Lori laughing)
- So how's Alec?
- Alec?
- Mhmm.
- He's okay.
- Just okay?
- Yeah, just okay.
He's like, he's really immature.
I don't know if I could, like, see a future there.
- Well, honey, let me tell you, guys are kids
at heart they're entire life.
- So I gotta be his mom now?
- Ew, no, that's gross.
God, no.
But one of you guys has to be a little mature
and kinda, you know, handle things a little bit.
I mean, it doesn't mean he's not mature,
it's just he'll be a kid three-quarters of the time.
- He still plays with Hot Wheels.
(Lori laughing)
He's 22, it's gross!
It's weird. - Oh, God.
Well, just remember they don't quite grow up.
Or maybe they're just playing us, huh?
Maybe they want us to thing that they're kids
so we can let them get away with stuff, you know?
Maybe they're using reverse psychology on us.
- Well, now I really don't wanna date him.
- Oh, hang on, honey, give me a second.
I just have to-- - What's, what's wrong?
Do you want a glass of water or something?
Do you want?
Are you okay? (Lori groaning faintly)
- Yeah, I'm okay.
I'm okay.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah, it's just, just need some air.
Okay.
I'll be okay.
Thank you.
Thank you, honey. - Okay, okay.
- I love you.
You know I always will. - I love you, too.
Yeah, of course.
I know.
Why are you talkin' like you?
Don't talk like that.
Come on, you're gonna be okay.
- Okay.
So when do you think you, um,
take me maybe to the salon or something
so I can get rid of some of this gray hair?
Maybe make me feel good about myself.
- Yeah.
Yeah, it'll be really fun.
You look beautiful, stop.
(lawn mower rumbling)
You know I don't have to be at work for another hour.
Wanna find Kara?
- Yeah, sure.
She's over here.
- Really, I thought she was by Saint Francis?
- [Tommy] No, over by the two trees, I thought.
- Oh.
(melancholy music)
Did you find her?
- No!
- I thought it was a family headstone!
- No, it's just a plaque!
♪ Ooh ♪
- [Tommy] I said get out, get out!
- You are freaking out about nothing.
- About nothing? - It's nothing.
- Oh, nothing, really, really? - Yes!
- Explain to me how this is nothing?
- Okay, so you were texting me,
and then he texted me, and then you texted me,
and I got confused about--
- That is such a--
- No, it is not!
- (mumbling) For this!
- Yes, I was.
- You knew exactly what you were doing.
Get the fuck out.
(melancholy music)
- Tommy.
Fuck.
(answering machine beeping)
- Hi, Tommy, I really need you to call me.
I feel like I did not articulate myself earlier.
I, I am, I am so sorry, I didn't mean to (faint speaking).
I feel terrible.
I understand why you're mad, but just call me back, okay?
(tires squealing) (Kara gasping)
(metal crunching)
- [News Anchor] We have new information
on that crash in North Branford from last night.
This happened at the intersection
between Route 80 and Twin Lakes Road.
The driver has been identified as 22 year old
Kara Gavin of Northford.
A vigil will be held tomorrow at 7 pm at.
(melancholy music)
- [Tommy] I can't find her anywhere.
- It's alright, neither can I.
Let's just go.
- No, I feel awful.
- It's okay, Tommy.
We can come back.
- She's gonna get so mad at me.
- No, she won't.
She's knows you're here.
It's alright, Tommy.
- It's there like, fucking, a directory,
or someone we can talk to about this?
- We can't keep going back and forth.
- It's not alphabetical.
I just can't fucking find her!
- Okay, hey, whoa.
Listen, you got an interview at three,
I gotta go to work, we have our shit, okay?
Let's just go. - Yeah.
Yeah, why don't you take me back to my car,
and come back on my own. - Tommy, no, don't.
No, come on.
Let's just go, alright?
- Oh, God.
This place is so small, she could be,
she could be right there, you know?
- Tommy, I know.
I know. - She could be right there.
- Tommy, let's just go.
Alright?
- Yeah, yeah, okay, let's go.
- It's okay.
Want Dunkin'?
I'll buy.
- Yeah, sure.
(phone ringing)
Hello?
- [Angela] Tommy, it's Angela.
- Oh, hey.
- Hey.
I don't mean to bother you,
but my cousin said that you came in
looking for me the other day.
- Oh, um, yeah.
I was just, you know, at the restaurant,
and wanted to say hi.
- Oh, okay.
I was just wondering, making sure you're okay.
- Yeah.
No, I'm more or less fine.
I had a job interview.
- [Angela] Oh, cool, how'd it go?
- I don't know yet.
- What job?
- Technical director for an arts college.
- Oh, that's nice.
I hope you get it.
Listen, I was just wondering if anytime this week
you wanna grab dinner or a drink or something.
Not like a date, just I wanna see you, and catch up more.
- Yeah, yeah, that'd be great.
I'm kind of in for the night right now, but, um.
- Do you like Supreme?
- Supreme Seafood?
Yeah.
I haven't been there in a while.
Nah, that sounds great.
- Okay, great.
Four o'clock?
- Yeah, sure.
Yeah, I'd really like that.
- Me too.
Okay, great.
Well, I'll see you then.
Oh, you can text me, by the way.
- Yeah, about that.
How did you get my number?
- [Angela] I've had it.
- Right.
Yeah, I'm, sorry, I switched phones.
- It's okay.
Okay, well, have a good night.
I'll see you tomorrow?
- [Tommy] Yeah, four o'clock.
- Okay, bye.
- You know when you watch the Titanic high you root for Cal.
(both laughing)
- You're out of your mind.
Oh my God. - It's true.
- These fucking bullfrogs! (knocking on window)
- [Tommy] Hey! (knocking on window)
- Jesus! (Holly gasping)
- [Tommy] What the fuck are you doing?
- (laughing) Get in.
I almost died.
- [Tommy] You guys smell like a dorm room in here.
(girls laughing)
- [Tommy] Why, why are you in the car?
- My dad doesn't like me to smoke in the house.
- He's not home.
- He's not?
- How high are you?
(girls laughing)
- Pretty high.
I thought he was in the house.
- No, I was in the house.
- Well, who the fuck were you talking to?
- I was on the phone.
- Then where is he?
- He's at the basketball game.
The Branford basketball game.
- Oh, shit, do you wanna go?
- No!
- (laughing) That'd be so funny.
Imagine us walking in there?
- Oh, yeah, that'd be hilarious.
- It'd be the best basketball game.
- Anyway, what are you doing tonight?
- Nothing.
- Come hang with us.
- Yeah, sure, we'll do it.
- Why don't you smoke?
- I get paranoid.
- No, he doesn't, it makes him sad.
- That's not true, I just--
- Why?
- 'Cause Kara used to smoke, and he didn't like it.
She was a bigger stoner than was.
- Huh.
- Yeah.
- Oh.
That's a pretty big stoner.
- (laughing) Oh, yeah.
(laughing) You remember, do you remember when she
almost hit something in her RAV.
(laughing) Oh my God!
- Yeah.
- (laughing) It was the best night.
We were all coming home from some party
or something, I don't remember.
And so we all pile in her new RAV,
'cause it could fit all of us,
and she turns the corner onto our street
and we just hear this bump and then the (hissing),
and we were like, oh my God.
We all rushed out of the car.
It was like that movie.
And so my brother walks around to the tire,
and he goes, oh my God.
And we go, what, what what?
He goes, we hit a fucking boot!
(girls laughing)
- Yeah, yeah, it was pretty stupid.
- (laughing) It was the, (Holly laughing)
(laughing) it was the best night.
Oh, I'm pretty high.
You guys wanna go inside?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
- Okay.
Alright.
(soft music)
I'm movin' out.
- [Holly] Do it.
- Wait, what?
- Do it. - Do it.
- Wow, was not expecting that.
- What were you expecting?
- I don't know, some big, like, no, don't do it!
You can't afford it, we'll miss you.
Aren't you guys gonna miss me?
- You said moving out, not moving.
- Oh.
- Do you wanna move in with me?
Cheaper.
I don't have an extra room, but.
- No, it's okay.
I just...
It's just, like, (groaning).
It just sucks.
My dad probably doesn't even want me here.
- Hey, don't say that, that's not true.
- Whatever.
- She's passed out again.
- Oh, yeah?
- Do you think she's really gonna move out?
- Yeah, probably.
- What about you?
You can't live here forever.
- I don't plan on staying here too long.
I'll figure it out once I, you know, get a job.
But if I don't, it's down to Delray Beach with my parents.
- That would be awesome!
- For you.
- What are you working on?
- Ah, it's nothing really.
Found some old videos, just looking through them.
- Geez, you look the same.
- Thanks.
- Oh, pink was Kara's favorite color.
Sorry.
- For what?
- Nothing.
- Okay, alright, check this out.
We used to put cups in the sand down on Madison Beach,
and we would throw ping pong balls against the wind,
try to hook 'em back into the cup.
Called it beach pong.
It's fuckin' impossible, I only got it once.
- Were you guys, like, drunk all day there?
- When we were a little older, yeah, pretty much.
But it was even better when we were teenagers.
You know, none of us had phones
or anything to be distracted by.
Well, I mean, you know, we had the Nextels.
- Oh my God, I remember those.
- Yeah.
- Those walkie talkie phones.
- That's the one.
Shit.
- What?
- It's gonna kick off.
- What?
- Yeah, there it goes.
- What happened?
- Nothing, I just got too much shit in here.
Gotta get it cleaned out.
- Take it to P.C. Richard.
- No, no, it'll be okay for a little.
It'll turn back on.
It's just the fun part is seeing if I lost anything.
- Can I kiss you?
- Um, no.
- I love you guys, all of you.
Do you want another beer?
- No, no, I'm good.
- Okay, I'm gonna go to bed.
- Oh, hey, do you need clothes or anything?
- I brought my own this time.
- Cool.
- Unless you want me to get naked in front of you again.
- That's not what I meant.
- I'm fucking with you.
Good night.
- Good night, Holly.
(faint upbeat music)
- How long were you waiting?
- I just got here.
- Okay.
What's up?
I remember that shirt.
- Yeah, it's a classic.
- You always had good shirts.
- [Waiter] Hey folks, how are yous?
Can I get you something to drink?
- Can I get a Coke?
- [Waiter] A Coke.
- [Tommy] Just a water, please.
- [Waiter] And a water, sure.
- [Tommy] Thank you.
- Oh, I have been non-stop today.
What were you up to?
- Absolutely nothing.
It was fantastic.
- Oh, lucky you.
I took Joey to school, went to get new glasses
because I broke the shit out of my old ones that I loved.
- [Waiter] There you go, folks.
- Thank you. - Oh, thank you.
- [Waiter] Would you like to order right now?
- Yeah, can I get the lobster roll, please.
- The lobster roll? - Yeah.
- Can I get the clam strips with extra tartar on the side?
- [Waiter] Extra tartar, would you like
french fries with it, too?
- Oh, yeah, those Cajun fries.
- [Waiter] Cajun fries, sure, okay.
- Thank you. - Thanks.
Let me see your glasses.
- They're all right.
My old ones were adorable.
But they do the job though.
- I like 'em.
- Thank you.
(soft music)
- So, what happened to your mom.
You know, I heard she left.
- She went to California.
- Your dad okay?
I don't wanna ask.
- No, it's fine.
He's alright.
Trying to date again.
- Did you see it coming?
- No.
My dad helped her get a job with his friend.
Three months later she was fucking that friend,
and six months later she wanted a divorce.
Now she's in California with him.
- Still talk to her?
- All the time.
- I'm sorry.
- No, it's okay.
But, no more me.
How are you?
Are you okay?
- Yeah.
- Listen, I know you don't wanna talk about it.
You probably were worried that I was gonna bring it up.
But just.
- Ang, you don't gotta say, it's fine.
- Just listen, just listen, please.
I don't know, this whole time,
I thought after seeing you today that I would be thinking,
you know, you're not you, and it's sad or whatever.
But I was wrong, no, you're still you!
And I know that you're not the kind of
person that. - It's okay.
- No, Tommy, I know she was horrible.
I know she treated you like shit!
- Ang, it wasn't that bad.
- And you didn't deserve that.
- It's not that bad.
- Everybody talks about her like she's
some fucking angel now, and you can't even
talk about how fucked up she was to you
because that would be rude. - We were in college, that
shit happens all the time. - You never told anyone,
you only told me,
and then you move. - It's not.
- And I couldn't, I.
- That kind of shit just happens.
It's fine. - I want.
- I'm fine, Ang.
- I worried.
And I missed you.
- What do you want me to say?
- You don't have to say anything, Tommy.
You just have no reason to feel guilty now that she's gone.
- It's stupid.
- It's horrible for everyone,
but you gotta find some way. - No, you don't get it.
You don't get it.
- Tommy, I do!
- No, no, no, no one, no one gets it.
You don't, you don't know.
Fuck, nevermind, no. - Talk to me.
What?
- When she died.
- Hey.
- I went with her, you know?
Just...
Um, thanks for dinner, you know?
- No, I owe you.
You didn't have to pay.
- Sure, I did.
Anytime.
Let's just, um, let's not talk about that, okay?
- Yeah, okay.
- Just.
- I'm sorry I brought it up.
- It's fine, it's fine.
- Hey, do you wanna do this again sometime.
Not cry together.
Everything but that.
I don't know, grab dinner, drinks.
You could come over.
- Yeah, actually, I'd really like that.
- Okay.
I'm sorry I brought it up.
- No, it's alright.
Let's just, let's just not talk about it again.
- Yeah, okay.
Get home safe.
- Yeah, okay.
(melancholy music)
♪ Hello, old friend ♪
♪ 'bout time you were back again ♪
♪ One year older, it's grown colder ♪
♪ But you're the same ♪
♪ It's why I came ♪
♪ Hello, slight breeze ♪
♪ I noticed all the trees have shed their leaves ♪
♪ But you don't grieve, you're staying strong ♪
♪ You're moving on ♪
♪ Oh, Charles River, you never ever fail to deliver ♪
♪ Can't count on two hands how many sleepless nights ♪
♪ Aimless strolls, analyzing oversights ♪
♪ And I need your wisdom more than ever before ♪
♪ 'Cause I ain't holdin' as tightly to the past anymore ♪
♪ It's all water under the bridge ♪
(upbeat music)
- Tommy.
- Hey, don't worry, I took a cab.
- [Dominic, Sr.] Shh, shh, what's the matter with you?
- Oh, hey, listen, Uncle Dom, Varya,
she's such a sweet woman.
You're a lucky guy, you know?
- You're drunk, Tommy.
- Very sexy.
(Dominic, Sr. laughing)
Listen, my mom, I'm sorry she's the way she is, you know?
But she's gonna coming around.
- Don't worry about it.
Go get some water.
Come on, let's get you some water.
I'll help ya out.
- Hey, Uncle Dom.
- Alright, alright, alright.
- Thank you for taking me in.
- Alright, Tommy, how 'bout some coffee or some Gatorade?
Come on, you need somethin'.
- This isn't gonna happen again.
- Don't worry about it, you're fine.
Tommy, coffee, Tommy, oops.
Tommy!
That'll work, go sleep it off.
I'll see you in the morning, we'll talk.
These kids, my goodness.
- Good morning.
- Good morning!
- Oh.
- Where is the, the towels, the towels?
- Oh, uh, yeah, right there.
Oh.
Um.
Heads up!
(bottle rattling)
(Varya laughing)
- Really nice!
- (laughing) Well, what kind of catch was that?
- What kind of throw was that?
(Varya and Marie laughing)
- Shut up!
- Hey, hey, hey, what's going on in here?
(Varya laughing)
What?
- It's fine, nothing.
- I thought you two were fighting?
- Clearly, we're not.
So it's fine.
- You had to be there.
(Varya and Marie laughing)
- [Dominic, Sr.] Marie, what time you get outta work?
- Uh, seven, where's Tommy?
- He's filmin' that baptism.
- Alright, bye.
Bye, I love you.
- Love you more.
- [Marie] Mhmm.
- Have a good day. (laughing)
- What did I miss?
(Varya laughing)
What happened?
Are you okay?
Oh.
(Varya laughing)
I thought you guys were in a battle.
I didn't know what was going on.
(knocking on door)
- [Linsday] Who is it?
- Hello?
- One second!
Tommy, hi.
I've heard so much about you.
It's nice to meet you, I'm Lindsay.
- Hi, yeah, who are you?
- I'm a friend of Dom's.
- Okay.
- Sammy, did you say hi to your cousin?
- Hey, Sammy, I didn't see you there!
Where's your dad, huh?
- He'll be here any minute.
- Yeah, okay.
- We're gonna go to dinner and Dairy Queen.
- Oh, fun!
- Did you wanna come with us?
- No, I'm good, but thank you.
- I'm not crazy.
- Um, what?
- Nothing.
- Yo!
- [Lindsay] Hey, babe.
- Hey.
Cousin Larry, what are you doin' here?
- [Tommy] Hey, man.
- Hey, sweetie, daddy's home.
I'm gonna get showered and changed
and then we're gonna go, okay?
You ready?
- Hey. - What's up?
You comin' with us?
- Yeah, no, I just came by to say hi.
- Bye.
- Yeah.
(phone ringing)
- Sorry.
- Yeah, no, that's fine.
- [Lindsay] Hey, Cal.
Yeah, it's crazy.
(faint speaking)
- Don't say a word.
- About what?
- Come on.
- Oh, you mean Mrs. Robinson?
- Shut up!
Seriously, I like her!
- Dude, I'm just kidding, she's hot.
- She's in the middle of a divorce.
- Oh, there's the catch.
- Calm down, it's fine.
- Alright.
Hey, man, I'll see ya later, okay?
- Alright, bye, we'll catch up later.
Take care.
- Bye Sammie!
- Hmm, Egyptian cotton.
- Yep.
- When was the last time you washed your sheets?
- Just about a week ago.
Two weeks ago.
No, uh-uh.
I gotta go.
I'm taking out Sammie.
- Don't forget to wash your sheets, now.
You can't go past two weeks, you'll get warts or something.
- Yeah, you've been telling me that my whole life, Ma.
What's that look, you got jokes about Lindsay?
Age gap?
- I love who you love.
- I love you.
- Love you, too.
You forgot your phone.
- I'm moving out.
And I found this really great place over in Northford.
It's really close, really near where Holly lives,
and so it wouldn't be too drastic, so.
- That's great, Marie.
I'm not gonna stop ya if that's what you really want.
- Wow, just didn't think you'd...
- What?
- Do you even want me here?
- Marie, are you serious?
- Stop, no.
I don't wanna be coddled right now.
Come on.
- I'm always gonna be here.
You're room is always going to be here.
Everything is here.
- No, Dad, you're not listening.
- I am listening.
- Should I say it in a Russian accent?
Would you listen then?
- Oh, is that what this is about now?
- Come on, Dad!
It's been two years, and then Varya comes along
and mom is just gone, and I'm this piece of shit
who can't seem to let shit go.
And you're just erasing her,
and I'm erasing myself from you, Dad,
and it kinda seems like that's what you want!
- I didn't erase her!
Look at my phone.
Your mother's my background.
- I just, I don't need pictures to see her every day.
I see her all the time.
Every new patient, every new mother,
every kid that comes in, I see her.
I'm sorry, I didn't know she was your phone background.
I never noticed.
- I'm sorry.
- Why do we have to remember her like that, huh?
Why can't we remember her like, like she wanted us to,
like live like she wanted us to, you know?
- A man needs--
- [Marie] Oh.
- Varya makes me very happy.
You make me happy.
Even your cousin living here is better, you know?
- I just don't understand.
- How can I explain this to you?
Okay, remember Poppy had a girlfriend after Nona died.
- Yeah, Dad, five years after!
- But he was happy, it's the same thing, Marie.
- I'm gonna move.
And I really hope you can still be my dad.
- Marie.
- Because I can't, I can't handle another loss right now.
- Please, it's gonna be okay.
I'm proud of you.
Marie, I promise, it's gonna be okay.
- [Marie] I love you.
- I love you, too, sweetheart.
It's gonna be okay.
Yes.
- You think you can help me move?
- With these muscles?
- (laughing) Dad.
- Of course!
Promise not to take my popcorn maker with you!
(Marie laughing)
- We'll talk about it.
- Okay.
You know I like my popcorn.
- I know.
(upbeat music)
♪ Maybe the storybook lied ♪
♪ Maybe we gave up before we even tried ♪
- Hi.
- Congratulations!
Love you, girl!
- The door doesn't look closed, right?
We gotta put a new door on there.
These closed look okay.
♪ Maybe the secret is seek where you hide ♪
♪ We all fall ♪
♪ We all need ♪
♪ Can't succeed if there is nothing to believe ♪
♪ We'll get there ♪
- Collection for the walls.
Right?
Get something to cover this thing up.
I wanna know what the hell that is.
♪ Of the beauty that is burning from beneath ♪
♪ Just take a look inside ♪
- And good to go.
- Good, how long is it gonna take, though?
- Just like 15 minutes.
It's already at 3% done.
- Oh, great, thank you.
- Yeah, you got it, man.
- [Dominic, Sr.] Hey, how'd that job interview
work out for you?
- Yeah, I haven't heard back from that yet.
- You doin' okay?
You've been out and about for a while.
- Yeah, I'm okay.
I've had a couple of gigs.
- I know you miss her, Tommy.
- Uncle Dom, we all miss her.
- No, Kara.
- Oh, yeah.
- Tommy, you need someone.
- (laughing) I really don't, I'm fine.
- Come on, get some cute girl to mess around with.
You're miserable, I get it, don't worry.
But come on, Cousin Larry, what about, uh,
what's the girl's name?
The girl you used to pluck the guitars with.
- You mean Angela?
- Yeah, Angela, Angela!
- I just saw her two days ago for lunch.
- Yeah?
Did you give her the old stromboli, huh?
- [Tommy] No, I did not!
- Did you give her the capicola? (laughing)
- No, Uncle Dom, stop.
Stop, stop it, it's not like that, it's not like that.
- Oh, look, I'm sorry.
I'm just messin' with ya.
- [Tommy] It's alright.
- Do me a favor.
I'm gonna go get cleaned up and start cookin'.
I want you to go to Krauszer's, get me two fluffy rolls.
Okay, the big fat wheat ones, alright?
- Yeah.
- They're on the second shelf
on the second row, top, alright?
- Okay, yeah, sure.
- Second shelf, second row, top.
Big fat fluffy ones.
- You got it, Uncle Dom. - You can't miss 'em, alright?
- I won't.
Hey, second row, top shelf.
- Yes, the fluffy ones. - You can't miss 'em.
- I won't miss 'em.
- [Dominic, Sr.] Alright, drive safe.
- [Tommy] You got it.
- Where you going?
- Gotta pick up some rolls for dinner.
Hey, where's Sammie?
- With her mother tonight.
- What's for dinner?
- [Dominic And Tommy] Gabadels.
- What's that?
- Don't worry, it's good.
- Hey, actually, I need you
to move your car so I can get out.
- Okay.
- I know this seems kind of weird to you.
- Not at all.
Honestly, it was weirder when he wouldn't talk about you.
- [Lindsay] It wasn't him.
I just wasn't ready to meet everybody.
- [Tommy] Look, as long as he's happy,
I could care less, alright?
- [Lindsay] I know, but older woman, younger guy,
it just makes me look like I'm crazy.
- No, it doesn't.
Stop saying that.
- I was worried what his dad would think.
- (laughing) Uncle Dom is not one to talk, okay.
Have you seen Varya?
- True.
Alright, I'll be right back, okay?
- Okay.
- [Dominic] Where's Varya?
- She's inside.
I think your Dad's in the shower.
Just go on in, I'll be back like five minutes.
- Alright.
Let's go.
- Oh, Lord, we thank you for the food
we are about to receive.
Thank you for my brave and hard working son,
who's as good a father as he is a fireman.
Thank you for my beautiful wife,
and my bright and talented nephew.
We pray that he finds someone to warm him up a little bit.
We pray that Marie has a safe night at work.
And finally, we thank you for Lindsay,
the only one who can get Dominic off his phone.
Amen.
- [All] Amen.
(peaceful music)
- Make sure you save some for Marie.
♪ Woke up today ♪
♪ To everything gray ♪
♪ All that I saw ♪
- Alright, three more and then
I gotta drop you at Brendon's.
♪ On and On ♪
♪ Come out, come out, wherever you are ♪
- Oh, wow.
Really?
- What?
- What's going on?
- Come in here.
- No, I'm good.
You guys do your thing, I'll watch.
- No, I need you to come in here and pitch.
- Yeah, she only throws softball style.
- Pfft, gay!
- That's what I said.
It's retarded!
- Hey, don't say that!
Alright, he's not used to the whip--
- Yeah, I got it, give me the glove.
- Oh! - Give me the glove.
- What was that, huh?
Oh, did you just brush me off?
- I'm sorry.
Please give me the glove?
- No.
- What's your problem?
- Oh, what's my problem?
I see what's going on here.
All of a sudden, so much sass.
Stella's got her groove back, huh?
Like all of a sudden you're so happy.
- I'm not happy.
- Yeah, okay.
Pitch the ball, nutjob.
- Come on!
- [Tommy] One sec.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
This is exactly how you were standing.
- Cool, thanks!
This is crap, okay?
So we're gonna do it in front.
Alright, I haven't warmed up yet,
so bear with the first few, alright?
(bat clanking)
- Woo!
- See, it's because he doesn't throw like a girl!
- You do throw like a girl, though.
(lively music)
- [Joey] You messed up.
Run.
- What, what'd I do?
What'd I do?
- You are so dead! (laughing)
Oh, oh, what are you gonna do?
- The kid needs to practice.
We gotta go back, for the kid!
(Angela laughing)
We gotta go back!
- The kid?
- What the fuck is going on?
(Angela laughing)
(lively music)
(Angela laughing)
- Okay, runner on third, one out, suicide squeeze.
Batter puts down a bunt.
They throw it to home, runner three is safe.
They throw it to first and hit the batter
who's running out of the running lane.
How many score?
- One?
- [Tommy] You got it.
- Smart kid.
- That was a tough one.
- I gotta drop him off at his friend's for a sleepover.
What are you doing tonight?
- Marie just got a new apartment, so--
- Oh, really?
- Yeah.
So I was going to go over, eat dinner and hang out,
just the two of us.
- [Angela] Oh, nice.
- Hey, you should come.
- Yeah.
I mean, sure.
God, I haven't seen her in a while.
Are you sure, I don't wanna intrude.
- No, no, no, you should totally do it.
I'll text you the address, yeah?
- Okay.
Joe, I'll just be one second.
- Hey, man, don't forget these.
- Thanks for helping him out today.
- No problem, it was a blast.
Good kid.
- Alright, I'm gonna run home and shower.
Should I bring anything?
- Just you.
- Okay.
And I'm just being honest.
I don't know if this side of you is gonna be consistent.
- Yeah, I'm sorry.
- You scared me.
- I didn't mean to.
- I hope it stays.
Alright, text me the address.
Okay.
- I'll see you soon.
- See ya.
(laughing) Don't say a word.
(traffic rumbling)
- It's fine, though.
Holly didn't tell you anything about this?
- No, she didn't tell me.
- Yeah, whatever.
So you're happy here?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
- Good.
- I still gotta do laundry at my house, though.
My Dad's house.
Never gonna get used to that.
- Yeah.
Hey, there she is.
- Hey! - hey!
(Angela laughing)
Ah!
- Wait, where'd you park?
- Oh, I just found a guest spot down that way.
- Well, there's one right here.
- It's alright.
How are you? - Hi, I'm good.
How are you?
- I'm good.
This is such a nice area.
- I love it.
- Yeah, so how are things?
Congrats!
- Thank you, and better.
- Good.
- Hey!
- Oh, hey.
- How's your dad?
- Um, not the best, but whatever.
- I hear that.
- You know?
I brought this.
I don't know what kind of wine you like
or what you drink. - I told her
not to bring anything.
- No, no, no, no.
This is perfect. - Okay.
- Look at that, 2012!
Wow. - Yeah, it's pretty good.
- Nice, yeah.
- Yeah, let's go.
- Yeah, let's go and see this.
- Let's crack this open!
- God, I want this place.
- [Marie] Uh-uh, too late, I like my privacy!
(Angela laughing) (peaceful music)
- [Angela] So how's your brother?
- [Marie] Ah, he's good.
Probably bangin one of the Golden Girls right about now
- She's not that old.
She's like 40.
- [Marie] She's old.
- [Tommy] 38, 39. I hadn't asked it's rude to ask.
- [Angela] Thanks for clarifying.
[Marie] Yep
[Angela] Are you still staying at your uncles?
[Tommy] For the time being.
- [Marie] Hey, you know what, take my room.
(peaceful music)
♪ Hello, old friend ♪
♪ 'bout time I'm back again ♪
♪ One year older, it's grown colder ♪
♪ But you're the same ♪
♪ It's why I came ♪
♪ Hello, slight breeze ♪
♪ I notice all the trees have shed their leaves ♪
♪ But you don't grieve, you're staying strong ♪
♪ You're moving on ♪
♪ Oh, Charles River, you never ever fail to deliver ♪
♪ Can't count on two hands how many sleepless nights ♪
♪ Aimless strolls, analyzing oversights ♪
♪ It's all water under the bridge ♪
♪ Hello, same dock ♪
♪ Feels good to finally talk ♪
♪ Don't need no words, they're for the birds ♪
♪ Who just exist ♪
♪ It's what I miss ♪
♪ Hello, vast sky ♪
♪ No matter how I try ♪
♪ Can't shake the feeling ♪
♪ You've been healing me all along ♪
♪ Where I belong ♪
♪ Oh, Charles River, you never ever fail to deliver ♪
♪ Can't count on two hands how many sleepless nights ♪
♪ Aimless strolls analyzing oversights ♪
♪ And I need your wisdom more than ever before ♪
♪ Because I ain't holding as tightly to the past anymore ♪
♪ It's all water ♪
♪ Dirty water ♪
♪ Finally water under the bridge ♪