Related (2005) s01e05 Episode Script

Previously on "Related" I'm pregnant.
You're pregnant? Oh, crap.
I can't believe it's over.
Me, neither.
There is one way to end a relationship, and that is quickly.
You got to get it over with.
Otherwise, it rots.
Don't sit in a rotting relationship, Ann.
I can't believe this -- 23 years old, I got to move back home with daddy.
Next time somebody's doing my job and they trash Trish, why don't you tell them that you're sleeping with her before they stick their foot in their mouth? A life of an actor is full of constant rejection and a life of uncertainty.
I mean, you knew what you were getting into.
You're from Brooklyn, right? Uh-huh, Bay Ridge.
Where are you from? Oh, I'm not prepared to tell you that.
You want me to ask him if he likes you? Yeah.
Okay.
You will? I'll pass him a note in homeroom.
Rosie, why didn't you tell me you had a new boyfriend? He's not my boyfriend.
He's just a friend.
That's what we like to hear.
So, is it "lay" or "lie"? I always get that wrong.
It's, um it's "lay.
" Hey, Rose.
Oh, my god.
Is that Alex? Do I have time to run to the bathroom and hide? Been looking for you.
Hmm, not really.
Hey, man.
Hey man.
Hi.
Oh, don't worry.
I love a girl who's not afraid to fight acne in public.
Thanks.
Did you read the short play I wrote for theater night? Of course I did.
Oh, my god, it was so just there.
I mean -- what I mean is your dialogue was so really real.
Succinct.
You, uh, you need a comma after "succinct.
" And that is all the genius I can give you.
Organic-chemistry homework calls.
Later, guys.
Bye.
So, has anybody cast your other piece yet? Oh, I wouldn't expect anyone to.
I'm just a first year.
Don't sell yourself short.
You're making an impression.
I don't know if it's the talent or the Hello Kitty socks.
Um, so, who'd you cast? Well, I'm playing he.
Obviously.
So, who's playing she? I'm not sure.
I'm still looking.
Oh, what kind of actress are you looking for? Superhot would be good.
Superhot.
Basically I'm trying to figure out who's right and who's interested.
Oh, well, I'd be interested.
Not that I'm saying I'm superhot, especially not right now, but I would definitely be interested.
That is, if you're interested in me being interested and if interest makes up for any lack of hotness or superhotness.
Well, that's good to know.
I'll keep that in mind.
I give Bob one book on pregnancy and he's turned into the prenatal police.
P.
S.
-- Do not let him know I ate a hot dog on the way here.
- Who are you looking for? - Nobody.
Oh, my god.
You're looking for Danny.
- No, I'm not.
- Oh! Besides, there are thousands of people here.
I couldn't find him if I tried, and I am not trying.
I didn't invite you here tonight so you can obsess over Danny.
Okay, sorry.
No more looking.
No more obsessing.
Although I don't know why he gets our James Taylor tickets.
Honey, I got you better seats.
Yeah, I mean, but he could've split them with me.
But then you'd be next to him, and it'd be like a date.
Shut up.
I bet he is on a date, probably with Megan.
Who's Megan? Little miss hot hostess from the restaurant.
You know, the slut that seats people? Her.
Or he could be with some other slut.
All the more reason not to look.
Exactly.
Oh, my god.
There he is.
What? Oh, my god, I thought you weren't gonna look.
I swear, if he is with Megan, I'm gonna -- Oh, my god.
He's with dad.
- What are you doing? - Give me this! Hey! - Annie.
- Annie? That's your slut?! H i.
Hello.
Not that I'm assuming that this is you or anything, but w-why is this in the microwave? That's kind of a long story, Bob.
The good news is I didn't burn down your apartment.
Hello.
Concert ended already? No.
We just, uh, decided to come home early.
- Is that a burnt bra? - Yes, it is.
I'm protesting.
Guess what against.
Did you eat a hot dog? You're like a bomb-sniffing dog.
Hey, who wants to watch "the making of the 'House of wax'" -- Bob? That sounds riveting.
But, no, I'm gonna read chapter four of "paternal prenatal prepared.
" Oh, Bob, please don't read any more books.
If you gain any more expertise, I'm gonna need an epidural to endure you.
Oh! All right, don't freak out.
How do you get red wine out of a rug? Marjee! Ooh, Marjee, I know -- you start off by going back to Brooklyn! Okay, okay, okay.
- Tonight she needs to go.
- Okay, okay.
I heard that, Bob.
Okay.
Marjee, you have to go home tonight.
Ginnie, listen to me -- you have no idea how bad it is at home, okay? As if living with "perkoleptic" Renee wasn't bad enough, now dad's gotten into this new jag of reminding me "what a huge disappointment I am".
"I didn't send you to college so you could throw parties for a living".
- "You better get your act together.
" - I'm very sorry he's not being supportive.
Thank you.
- Now go home.
- Ginnie! Look, you don't understand.
If you do not leave tonight, Bob is going to divorce me.
And I'm barely prepared to be a mom, much less a single mom.
Why don't you just ask Ann if you can stay at her house? I already did.
She said no.
That's how I learned that asking in advance is a bad idea.
Oh.
Out! Ginnie, come on.
Where's that soft, maternal side I love about you? Don't get mugged on the subway.
Oh, my god! Oh, my god! Oh, my god! Oh, my god! So, you got the part in Alex's play, huh? Yes, I'm she.
I'm she! I'm she! I'm she! I'm she! Looking forward to working with you.
Yeah, me, too.
I'm she.
Well, I brought a lot of cheese.
- No, no, this is fantastic.
- No such thing as too much cheese.
Even though you kicked me out of your apartment, I still brough the cinnamon buns.
Buns, buns! Ooh, darling, no brie.
See, soft cheeses contain unpasteurized milk.
- It's not good for the baby.
- Oh, fine.
I'm gonna prepare you a nice, fresh spinach salad.
Get your folic acid for the day, all right? Hey.
What does this remind you of? Something else Bob won't let me eat.
Look -- it's the leaning tower of Pisa.
Oh.
We have this client -- he's planning this anniversary party for him and his wife.
They met when they were climbing the leaning tower of Pisa, so I just had this idea -- I could make a leaning tower of Pisa cake.
Look at you working on the weekends.
Hey.
I brought the coffee.
Sucky decaf for Ginnie.
See, daddy, look.
This is what I do.
You stack cinnamon buns.
I design cakes.
Well, I mean, that's part of what I do.
That's great.
You could go to culinary school and become a pastry chef.
I don't need to become a pastry chef, dad, because I already am a party planner.
What, I'm just trying to help you find a career where you can use skills like these.
I have a career, dad.
How come you're never on Ginnie or Ann for what they do? An attorney and a therapist are jobs I understand.
Forget it.
I think I handled that well.
Hey, dad about last night sorry I called you a slut.
Hey, I grew up around fiery italian women.
"Slut" is a good day for me.
It's just that last night was the first time I've seen Danny since we broke up.
And to see you there with him, I just felt like -- Like I was on his side instead of yours.
Yes.
But now that you say it out loud, it sounds really stupid.
No, honey, it's not stupid.
I should've thought it through better.
I'm sorry.
Hey, it was James Taylor.
How could you not go? But if he invites you to Carly Simon, please say no.
It's a deal.
What's up? What are you doing friday night? That depends.
Are you calling me for a favor or for something fun? I'm starring in a play.
Alex cast me.
Who's Alex? Alex Brody.
He wrote it and he's starring in it with me.
Oh, Alex brody.
Do I smell a boyfriend? No.
Anyway, I'm starting a phone chain.
I need you to call Ann and tell her Rose is starring in a play with her new boyfriend, so call and tell Ginnie, but do not tell dad.
Why not? - 'Cause Rose is afraid - Dad will be too judgmental.
Oh, but he'll so want to come.
I know.
That's what I said.
He's barely on board with me being in theater as it is.
I have to make sure the first thing I invite him to is amazing.
Otherwise he's going to doubt the choice I've made and force me to switch back to pre-med.
Okay, we won't tell him, but Only if you tell us whether Alex is your boyfriend.
Shut up.
I'll see you friday.
- Hey, Ann.
- Hey, Megan.
Just here to see Danny.
Oh, he's in back.
Do you want me to go grab him for you? No, I can grab him myself.
Slut.
Hey, Ann.
Hey.
Some of your mail has been straggling through, so I thought I'd drop it off.
Oh, thanks.
I put the forwarding notice in at the post office.
I guess -- Yeah, well, what can you do? Your mail still wants to be with me.
Anyway, um I wanted to apologize for the other night.
I was caught off guard, and I overreacted.
Yeah, I just wanted to take your dad to the concert.
I know, and he really enjoyed it and I know how much he misses spending time with you, so I'm really sorry.
Excuse me, Danny? Can I borrow you for a sec? He'll be right there.
So, uh, so we're cool? Yeah, we're cool.
She gets on my nerves.
Rose.
Hey.
Oh, my god, Ann.
Guys, this is my sister Ann.
Ann, this is -- - Yeah, hi.
- Hi.
- What are you doing? - Having lunch.
Here? Danny gives us free sandwiches.
So what? If this is about the money, I could give you 20 bucks.
I don't get it.
What's the problem? The problem is you don't have lunch at your sister's ex-boyfriend's restaurant.
Hey, I'm sorry.
I know you guys are in the middle of a fight -- and coming from a crazy family, I respect that -- but I will kick myself if I don't do this.
I'm Zach.
Oh, you think this is funny? - I don't.
It's just that -- - No, no, no.
No, laugh it up.
It's hysterical, right? Yeah, go eat your frickin' free sandwiches.
Oh, and by the way, when you're in acting class, maybe you can learn how to act like a real sister.
I didn't mean it, Ann.
I'm sorry.
Nice meeting you! So Jason will incorporate the white orchids you want for the place settings.
In the entire room.
Which will give the place a magical feeling.
And we're all set.
Great.
And the leaning tower of Pisa -- stroke of genius, Trish.
Oh, thank you.
That's why you pay me the big bucks.
"That's why you pay me the big bucks.
" Should I remove sharp projectile objects from your reach? Sorry.
I know she's your girlfriend.
But can I not get acknowledged for one lousy leaning cake? It's not a lousy cake, and you'll get acknowledged.
Just be patient.
Yeah, that's easy for you to say.
Are you kidding? It took six months before Trish gave me credit for being a good kisser.
Up until then, I was just the lucky guy who happened to be in contact with her magical lips.
How do you even deal with that? I know I'm a good kisser.
Just like you know your ideas are good.
Well, thank you.
But I think I'm just taking it extra hard 'cause I got to go home and deal with my dad.
Your dad? Yes, I lost my apartment, so now I got to live in Brooklyn with my dad until I find a new place to stay.
Yeah, you know how that is on the self-esteem.
Well, hey, if you need a temporary place to crash, why don't you stay at my place? What? I've got this great one-bedroom in the village.
But I'm practically living here with Trish, so I'm never there.
I have a spare key.
You want to take it? This is the part where I'm supposed to say, "no, I couldn't possibly.
That's way too much.
" But, uh, yeah, those words just are not gonna come out of my mouth.
I got to get downtown to pick up some supplies and I probably won't be back for the rest of the day.
So, my apartment's at 142 Jane Street.
It's number 6.
God, Jason, thank you.
I-I don't even know what to say.
Thank you so much.
Oh, and try not to kill Trish.
'Cause if you do, I'm gonna need my place back.
Ah, ow! What's going on? Oh, honey, I'm sorry.
Wait a minute.
What am I doing on your side of the bed? Oh, yeah, it was really weird because when I went to bed last night, you were on my side, so I had to sleep on your side.
But I never sleep on your side of the bed.
I always sleep on my side of the bed.
I like to sleep on my right side, facing towards you.
Oh, my god.
What happened? What happened? You moved me.
No.
Unh-unh.
You moved me to your side of the bed so that when I turned in to face you, I'd be sleeping on my left side.
Nutrients to the placenta.
It's better for the baby.
Do you know what else is better for the baby? Me not killing its father before it's born.
- Darling -- - No, no, no, no.
Don't "darling.
" I can't take this anymore, Bob.
You won't even let me sleep like a normal person.
Last night you wouldn't even let me take a bath.
But the book says that hot baths are bad for the baby.
I did not take a hot bath.
I took a warm bath, Bob.
But, hey, while we're at it, why don't you just stick a thermometer up my ass every four minutes so that the baby doesn't overheat?! I love you.
If I could just walk out that door.
Free will.
Free will won't help me.
That door won't help you.
Okay, stop.
Look, this totally isn't working.
I'm not feeling drawn in.
I-is it me? Am I not doing it right? No, no, no, it's not you.
It's both of us.
I'm just not feeling the magnetism.
Maybe we should stage it so we're closer together.
No, Alex, I like that you're at opposite ends of the stage.
Then you're being drawn together despite the consequences.
But something has to connect us.
It's what's underneath the words.
It has to be palpable from us to the back of the theater.
What if you take your clothes off? Very funny.
What? I'm totally serious.
And totally not helping.
Wait a second.
Let's think about that.
What? Maybe that's how we should do it.
I like it.
We could try it.
She says "free will" and starts to undress.
It draws me to you.
The pull is magnetic.
But she doesn't move.
You're kidding, right? You want me to be totally naked? I'm gonna be naked with you.
You're talking to a girl who used to hide behind her locker door when we had to change for gym class.
Look, don't overthink it.
The, uh, the nudity in this piece is symbolic, not literal.
So we're not gonna take our clothes off? No, of course we are.
That's just not what the scene is about.
That's what the scene's going to be about to my family, who's going to be in the audience, looking at m-m-m-m-my everything.
Your "everything" is totally beautiful.
And if your family's freaked out by you expressing your art, that's their problem.
Say the first part again? You're beautiful, and you're talented, and you're my leading lady.
So, we're gonna take our clothes off, and we're gonna make this play great.
Together.
Okay.
Yo, Alex.
We need you to go over the light cues.
I'll be right there.
Catch you later.
Okay.
Check out the wet bar.
Oh, that's right -- you're not really the wet-bar type till Mr.
or Ms.
Sorelli-Spencer junior pops out.
How are you paying for this place? I'm not.
That's what's so great.
It's more like a house-sitting gig.
- Rose? - Yeah, it's me.
All right, come up.
Ooh, who's miss strike-a-pose? That's Trish.
Trish as in "oh, I hate my boss" Trish? This week, she's "I steal Marjee's ideas and pretend they're mine" Trish.
So you're house-sitting for your boss.
Mnh-mnh.
It's her boyfriend's apartment.
So you're house-sitting for your boss's boyfriend? Yeah.
What? What's the -- what's the look? Marjee, please tell me you're not sleeping with him.
W-what? No! God, why would you even say something like that? I don't know, maybe because you constantly have a habit of getting into relationships with totally inappropriate guys.
Again with the look.
God, can anybody just have a little bit of faith that maybe I'm not a totally self-destructive mess? - Hey, guys.
- Hello.
Wow.
Who are you sleeping with to get this place? I am not sleeping with anybody.
Okay.
So, is Ann coming, or is she still mad at me? Why is Ann mad at you? She saw me going to have lunch with some of my friends at Danny's restaurant and she got upset.
I tried to apologize, but -- Oh, sweetie, Ann is not mad at you.
I'm having dinner with her tomorrow night.
I'll make sure everything is okay.
How are things with the boyfriend's play? First of all, he's not my boyfriend.
And second of all, about the play, now that we've started rehearsals, I'm realizing it's kind of a work in progress.
So, I don't think you guys should come.
What? But it's your first show ever.
It's a big deal.
We want to be there for you.
Look, please, I'd really rather you didn't come.
But I don't -- I don't think you're gonna like it.
- But why? - Because.
- Because why? - Because there's some nudity in it.
Oh, my god.
X-rad theater? We're going.
We're going.
And the nudity involves me.
What do you mean, the nudity involves you? One of the scenes in the play requires me to take my clothes off.
All of them?! Don't give me the look.
You said you were going to take your clothes off in a theater full of people.
What look would you like me to give you? Just listen -- it's a really good play, and the nudity isn't literal, it's symbolic.
And -- and if you guys have an issue with me expressing my art, well, that's your problem and not mine.
I'm just glad you didn't invite dad.
I know.
You guys have to swear never to tell him.
Because if he finds out, he's going to freak and make me quit the theater program.
- I swear.
- Swear.
Yummy.
Bob? Sorry.
I know you hate saltines.
I know you hate me being the pregnancy patrol.
- The prenatal police.
- Yeah, that, as well.
And, you know, I don't want to police or patrol or "P"-word you in any way whatsoever.
But every night, darling, like clockwork you -- well, you vomit 20 minutes after we've gone to bed, and I've heard that crackers really help.
So, I thought, you know, seeing as we're gonna be pregnant for a long, long time, we might as well try and have a little less upchucking.
Who's having this baby, Bob? We are.
Let's do this again.
Who's carrying this baby in her womb? Well, you're the one with the uterus, but -- Exactly -- I'm the one with the uterus.
So, if I would rather upchuck than eat saltines, so be it.
Sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm -- just this new-dad thing, you know, I'm desperate to get it right.
- I know, but you need -- - I need to back off at least 50%.
Try 95%.
95%? Bloody hell.
Ohh.
You okay? No, I'm not.
Bob? Ann, is that you? I'm coming down.
Wait.
Buzz me up.
I have to go pee before we go.
No.
Why come all the way up? I'm on my way down.
We'll hop in a cab and you can pee at the restaurant.
I can't hold it till 74th and Broadway.
I'm coming down.
Oh, hold the door.
Thank you.
Oh, come on.
Ohh! Holy cow.
Oh, my goodness.
Hello? Ohh! Hello, Ann.
Ginnie went down there to meet you.
I know, but my bladder's gonna burst.
Uh, wait.
I can't wait.
Oh, my god.
Ann.
Oh, my god.
This is why you wouldn't let me pee? - Ann, sweetie -- - Don't "Ann, sweetie" me.
I can't believe my entire family is seeing my ex-boyfriend behind my back.
Wait a second.
This is not Ginnie's fault.
It's my fault.
I bought the college-football package, and I hate watching the games alone.
No, I'm the sister.
I'm the one that should be yelled at.
No, you shouldn't.
- Bob, it's okay.
- It's not okay.
- I'm saying it's okay.
- It's not okay! Okay, stop it! Bob's right.
I shouldn't be yelling at you.
I should be yelling at you.
What? You, me, on the terrace.
Now.
Don't you have to pee? My anger absorbed it.
Anger absorbs pee? I don't know why this is such a big deal.
Bob called me to come watch the game, and I said okay.
It was that innocent.
Right, and the concert with my dad and the free sandwiches with Rose.
Do you have any idea what it feels like to know that my family can spend time with you, but I can't? You're right.
I'm being totally selfish.
I'm sorry.
You know, I I remember the first time you invited me for -- for Christmas dinner and I looked over at the fireplace and there were no stockings, just a line of your snow boots with the names attached -- "Joe, Ginnie, Annie, Marjee, Rose" -- and An extra one at the end -- "Danny.
" You have no idea how excited my dad was to finally put another male boot up there with his.
That's the first time I ever really felt a part of something.
Your family, it's the only family I ever and your dad -- I know.
You're like the son he never had.
And don't ever tell Bob I said that.
I know I got to cut the cord, and I'm gonna do it.
I promise.
I'm sorry if I hurt you.
That's the last thing I ever wanted to do -- ever.
Oh.
Will you do me a favor? Rose invited me to her play on friday.
Could you just tell her I couldn't make it? No.
What? No, I can't tell her that.
- Annie -- - 'Cause you should be there.
- What? I-I-I thought we just -- - I know.
We just -- One thing that I have and you don't is family.
Sometimes it's easy to forget just how much that means 'cause I never have to think about it, you know? They're always there.
But you don't have that, and I can't just take that away from you.
- I don't know, Ann.
- Yeah, well, I do.
And, hey, who knows? Maybe someday I'll even get used to seeing you around and you and me and all the Megans in your life will all be friends.
Think we could do that? No.
Yeah, Trish, I got the Bauer bite.
No, I did not get the nonfat chicken.
They didn't have them.
I got the low-sodium liver.
Okay, then I will go back tomorrow.
All right.
Trish, I really got to go.
Okay, all right.
Goodbye.
Oh, god! They put dogs to sleep.
Why can't they put their owners to sleep? Are you okay? God Jason.
I didn't mean to catch you off guard.
I didn't know you were here.
Sorry I didn't call ahead.
It's just, I left my cellphone at Trish's.
And since she's been yelling at me all night, I decided it wasn't worth going back to get it.
How has Trish been yelling at you all night? She's been yelling at me all night.
She's the queen of multitasking.
I'm mooching your vodka.
I will totally get you more.
I swear.
Hey, don't sweat it.
But you better drink fast 'cause I am way ahead.
Oh, well, better put on your drinking shoes, 'cause the 100-yard vodka dash just happens to be my gold-medal event.
- Uh-huh? - Uh-huh.
- Cincin.
- Cincin.
There you are.
How was your doctor's appointment? Oh, it was great, yeah.
No worry.
Well, what happened? What did he say? Why are you throwing up? You have a stomach virus or flu? What was it? Nothing.
Well, Bob, nothing doesn't make you spend the night throwing up in the toilet.
Bob, what's going on? All right.
I got a sympathetic pregnancy.
You have a sympathetic what? Sympathetic pregnancy.
Don't even say a word, all right? It's a real condition, actually.
It's called couvade syndrome.
And, you know, lots of men get it.
Lots of men develop the same symptoms as their pregnant wives -- you know, weight gain, morning sickness.
It's our way of -- hmm -- it's our way of taking part in the pregnancy.
You know, it's, uh, it's normal.
Dr.
Tabbar says not to worry because all the symptoms will disappear when our baby is born, so Oh, my god.
We're pregnant.
Yeah.
I'm serious.
You totally saved my ass on that one.
You totally saved my ass at the crush magazine premiere.
No way.
You totally had that one under control.
- Please! - I threw in a few optional design ideas.
- Fine, then you only half-saved my ass.
- Oh, so I owe you half an ass-saving.
Damn straight.
Don't think I won't be collecting on that.
What are you doing? I don't know.
I can't believe Trish doesn't give you credit for being a good kisser.
What? What? No.
I'm -- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.
- Oh, my god.
No, it's not -- it's not okay.
- This is why she gave me the look.
- What? Ginnie.
I got to go.
No, it's my fault, really.
You don't have to leave.
All right.
Here's what we're gonna do -- this, it never happened, okay? And thank you for letting me borrow your apartment.
And the vodka -- I will replace the vodka.
I mean, not here, obviously.
I'll leave it on your desk.
Just someplace where it's not weird, you know, but it's easy for you to find.
God! Where are your keys? Um on the floor? On the floor.
Okay, good, so now you have them, and I don't have them anymore.
And I will see you tomorrow, Jason, at work with Trish, with your girlfriend and my boss.
And this never happened.
I know I said that already.
Okay.
I got to go.
And I'm sorry if your rug smells like treats or liver or whatever.
I cannot believe you kissed your boss's boyfriend.
Only kissed him.
I can't get credit for anything.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Are you okay? I'm working on it.
Okay.
I can do this.
Oh, my god.
Oh, my god.
Oh, my god, why are dad and Renee here? I don't know.
I surely didn't invite them.
Neither did I, and we know Rose sure as hell didn't.
Oh, my god.
Oh my god.
Rose sent me the flyer.
I left it on the kitchen counter when I left this morning.
You what? How could you leave the flyer out?! Maybe if one of my sisters would let me stay in their apartment, I would not be kissing my boss's boyfriend and leaving flyers out at dad's house -- maybe.
Stop kicking yourself.
I just wish she felt comfortable enough to invite us in person.
You know, it's my fault -- being so hard on her, not showing support.
The important thing is that you're here.
After the show, we'll go backstage and she'll know you're here to support her.
She'll just be so thrilled that you came.
Okay.
Okay, everybody, places.
Don't make me say it twice.
Let's go.
Ready to go? Um um on stage or out the building? Great.
Now what? Pray someone in the audience knows CPR.
What do you want me to do? Help me.
I've done everything I can.
I know, I just Look at her.
She is a total natural up there.
Oh, if I could only walk out that door.
Free will.
That's my Rose.
Free will won't help me.
That door won't help you.
W-w-w-what? What's the hell's going on? Don't be upset.
Remember, it's art.
It's art?! It's my daughter! Shh! When did her boobs get bigger than mine? There's never been a moment of regret.
Ooh.
Wow.
All right.
I got to get out of here.
Joe, you said you were gonna support her.
That was before I realized my daughter was in a porno play.
Excuse me, sir, but could you please sit down? You're blocking a very important moment in my life.
Joe, no hitting! My life.
My love.
Whoo! Ow, ow, ow! Whoo-hoo! Nice! Did you guys really like it? Oh, are you kidding me? You were so good.
Like you were on stage a million times.
You were amazing.
Hey, when did your boobs get bigger than mine? - Marjee.
- No, when? I'm sorry.
I had already invited Danny and -- Don't worry.
It's okay.
You were really great.
Thanks.
So, has anyone seen dad? It's my fault.
Rose, it's totally my fault.
I left the flyer out on the counter.
I'm sorry.
Just hit me, you know? Just hit me hard.
I deserve it.
Please.
Marjee, it's okay.
Has anyone seen him? No, honey.
I think he left.
Oh.
Well, that's okay.
There she is.
Oh, brava.
Bravissima.
Braviss-iss-iss-issima.
That's all the italian I know.
You were wonderful, just super.
Joe, here she is.
Hey, dad.
Well, I guess I know why I wasn't invited.
Dad, it's not that.
It's -- No.
I got two things to say, and I'm gonna say 'em.
First of all, you should all thank Renee for not letting me slug the kid behind me who was ogling my youngest daughter.
And second, to be honest with you, I came here tonight thinking, "so, I'm gonna see Rose in a little play.
" But, honey, you have got something really special.
And as hard as it's gonna be for me to let go of the whole med school thing, I think you made the right choice because you are really talented, and I am so proud of you.
Thanks, dad.
In fact, you were so good that I actually forgot you were up there in your birthday suit.
Rose? Uh, do you mind if I steal the star of the show for just a minute? Oh, my god, it's the famous Alex.
Yes, you can steal me.
Please.
That was really great, dad.
You made my mascara run.
I can't believe she was naked! What is it? Where are we going? I just wanted to thank you, Rose.
You were incredible.
On stage, you were beautiful and magnetic and everything I could've asked for.
Rose? Hey.
Flash said I'd find you guys back here.
Um I'm sorry.
No, no, it's okay.
We were just, um -- - I just -- - No, no, it's okay, man.
I was just telling Rose how great she was.
And I have to go say hello to some people before they take off.
Um he was right.
You were really, really great.
Like, the kind of great that made me realize you definitely don't belong in organic chemistry lab.
Thanks.
Anyway, um in celebration of your first performance as a truly amazing artist, I, uh, brought you these.
Roses.
Yeah, I did a little research, and yellow stands for the promise of new beginnings, so Thanks.
This really means a lot to me.
Do you want to go grab a bite? Celebrate? Yo, Sorelli.
Alex wants your mug out front for a cast picture.
Don't make me say it twice.
Sorry, I got to go.
No.
No, no, no.
It's no big deal.
Actually, I have to go home and study anyway.
I have a major exam tomorrow on the reproductive cycle of fungus.
I'll try not to be jealous.
I know how tough that is.
Sorelli! Coming.
- Bye.
- Bye.
Thank you.
You did really great with Danny tonight.
I know.
I think I'm actually gonna be okay.
Oh.
Baby, there's a cab on the curb, meter running.
Man! - What's wrong -- - It's nothing.
It's nothing.
Listen, coffee tomorrow in the park.
No Bob, no baby talk.
Just you and me, sucky decaf.
You, me, sucky decaf.
You're on.
Hey, aren't you Rose's sister? Zach.
I introduced myself the other day on the sidewalk.
You were yelling at Rose.
Oh, my god, I am so sorry.
Apology accepted if you'll have a drink with me.
Excuse me? How old are you? Old enough to have a fake I.
D.
Yeah, okay.
Good night, Zach.
Old enough to spot an incredible woman despite the fact that she won't give me the time of day because of my age.
It won't hurt to talk to me.
Hey.
I thought you left.
Yeah.
I just thought I'd have a drink.
Oh, yeah, nothing like a plastic cup of $7 chardonnay.
What's up? Don't know.
Just, uh Yeah.
You let go of a good one.
The thing is, um I'm not so sure I want to let go.
Yeah, well until you do know -- for sure -- leave her alone.