Related (2005) s01e12 Episode Script

Previously on "Related" I want to be with you.
You do? Not as a fling.
I've been afraid -- afraid of losing a friend, afraid of losing you.
I'm done being afraid.
I'm gonna make it easy for you.
It's over.
Your marriage isn't in any danger, and my career is.
So lying about working with your hot ex-girlfriend was just your quirky little british way of telling me, "I love you"? Tonight on "Related" - I had sex with Alex.
- Wow! Apparently, Rose consummated her relationship with Alex.
Oh, that's wonderful.
Is it, Renee? Is it? Falling into bed with another guy? Ann, it's not just some other guy, it's P.
J.
It's like pajamas -- you're supposed to go to bed with them.
Hi.
Hi, Ann.
Yeah, where are we going for lunch? Thelma and Spiro's.
How's 12:30 sound? Hello? Are you still there? Yeah, I'm sorry.
I have a half-naked nymph in my kitchen.
Call the exterminator.
No, I'm not calling the exterminator.
They're too expensive, and they never come on time.
I'm gonna take care of this myself.
See you at lunch.
Bye.
No, it's a stuffy english thing.
Good morning.
- Good morning, love.
- Good morning, Ginnie.
So, uh, Kylie made smoked salmon eggs benedict.
It's brilliant.
Oh, thank god.
I woke up smelling fish -- thought I was having a stroke.
Oh, sorry about that.
This is just my way of saying "thank you, guys," for letting me stay here.
Oh, you're welcome.
I can't tell you how much nicer this is, staying with friends, than in that small, dark hotel room that, oddly enough, also smelled like fish.
Oh, sorry, that's me.
Oh, hi, babe.
Yeah, of course, I got a minute.
Excuse me, guys.
Hey.
When she says, "thank you for letting me stay," how long does she think she's staying for? Oh, I don't know that.
See, I'm not the one that invited her.
For one night.
I don't think you were clear.
I was clear.
No, you were vague.
Vague, how? Vague, another night vague? Or, vague, you know, stay for the remainder of the album? I don't know, darling.
I think it was just vague.
Well, you should ask her.
That would be rude.
So is the shirt she's wearing.
Well, she made eggs benedict.
Yeah, virtually topless.
So you're saying that you'd be more comfortable with her going back to the hotel.
Yeah, I would.
You son of a bitch -- on the phone? I can't believe that you're ending this on the phone.
So, um, do you want to tell her, or shall I? Hey.
You're never here this early.
Yeah, I have to finish the model for the Obermann party, so -- Well, the only reason why I'm here is because my dad's wedding is in a week, and I have to get the files, so how about we pretend that you came in five minutes later and I was already gone? - Marjee.
- No.
Let's not have this conversation.
You love this job.
You shouldn't have to leave it.
You know what? Actually, it's good that I'm leaving.
Because Trish, you know, she's a nightmare boss, and you are a less than ideal boyfriend.
So, with the two of you here together, it's kind of like my perfect storm.
Uh, I don't know whose mug this is, but I need it for my plant.
If anybody is willing to admit that they like "The lord of the dance," then tell them that I'm sorry I took their mug.
All righty.
Look, Marjee.
No.
There will be no touching.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry about everything.
Noted.
Can we at least talk about this? It's not necessary.
So that's it? Forget the last four months? Are you just gonna walk out the door? That's what seems to be happening, right? It's that easy? It is for me.
I feel like I've been shot.
I just haven't fallen over yet.
I'm sorry.
How could I let this happen to me? I hate this feeling.
I know.
Just do me a favor.
Don't tell me not to call P.
J.
Don't call P.
J.
I know, you're hurting and this sucks.
But falling into bed with another guy? Ann, it's not just some other guy, it's P.
J.
It's like pajamas -- you're supposed to go to bed with them.
What do you recommend I do to get over this, then, huh? Lie on the couch and eat? Yes.
Doritos, specifically.
And watch "The notebook" and cry your heart out.
P.
J.
is my doritos, okay? He makes me feel better every single time.
The guy is factory-tested, tried and true.
I'm worried about you.
You're running away from your feelings, and meaningless rebound sex is not the answer.
Well, it is if the question is, "what's more fun than watching 'The notebook'?" Please, just this once, try it my way.
Okay, you'll come over tonight, we'll hang out, and you can pick the movie.
Okay, fine.
Just this once.
Are you ready to order? Oh, actually, we're waiting for two more people.
But I'll have a large piece of chocolate cake while we're waiting.
Okay.
What? Well, for sad, I prefer salty.
Hi, hi, hi.
So I have a question.
If you two had husbands -- - Ow! - God.
No, would you let your husband's ex stay with you for two weeks? Well, that depends.
In this version of my life where I have a husband, am I an idiot? Kylie's staying with you for two weeks? Well, yeah, until she finishes recording her album.
I don't understand.
You liked this girl yesterday.
Yeah, well, yesterday I didn't see her thong poking out her pants while she bent down to pick up her phone.
Are we having chocolate cake for lunch? - Judging or joining? - Joining.
- Oh.
Okay.
- Hey.
So I kind of got some big news.
Wait.
I'm not done talking about Kylie.
And you two still haven't heard about me and Jason.
I had sex with Alex.
- Whoa! - What? Oh.
Our little baby.
The first time is so weird.
I hope it wasn't too awful.
Are you kidding? It was amazing.
Seriously? What? It was good? That's not fair.
Were yours really that bad? Uh, yeah.
I never thought I'd do it again.
Scotty Delallio made passionate love to my hip for five minutes, before I had the courage to give him better directions.
Ew.
Okay okay, so tell us.
Well, he was sweet and gentle and skillful.
I mean, yod think a guy that gorgeous would be totally into himself, but -- I don't know.
I kind of gave him the keys and let him drive.
You let him drive? Give me the cake.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I was looking for Rose Sorelli's room.
You found it.
Oh, I should be more specific.
I'm looking for Rose Sorelli.
I'm her dad.
Oh, hey, Mr.
Sorelli.
It's good to see you again.
I know you? Alex, from the play.
You'd probably recognize me if I took my clothes off.
But I'm not going to.
Yeah.
Is, uh, Rose here? No, no, no.
She just let me use the room to study.
But she's out to lunch with her sisters.
Oh, well, notice who wasn't invited.
You know, four girls, you'd think one of them could pick up the phone, right? Four daughters.
That couldn't have been easy.
I don't know.
I think having all boys would have been harder.
I got four brothers.
- Really? - Yeah, five boys.
My mom said she spent 26 years doing nothing but laundry.
But, on the other hand, we had our own basketball team.
Yeah, I couldn't get in my own bathroom for 15 years.
I've got poppycock.
I've got salty things.
I've got chocolate happiness.
It might be healthier just to do drugs.
Was it weird not being at work today? Yes, it was very weird not being at work.
And weird not sneaking kisses in the kitchen.
And weird knowing that he wasn't gonna call me.
Ding dong? Please.
I don't want to talk about me anymore.
Okay, what's going on with your sordid life? Did you make a decision about Marco? No.
Yeah.
Maybe.
I don't know.
I mean, I really like him.
I have since I was a kid, you know? And that one night in Brooklyn -- oh, my god.
Well, he is the sausage king.
You have no idea.
I mean, Danny and I were together for six years.
But Marco takes my breath away.
Ding dong? The thing is, Marco and I are so different.
I think if you take the sex away, we'd have nothing left.
But why are you taking the sex away? Is sex something you can base a whole relationship on? You're asking me this question.
Come on, Marjee, I'm serious.
I'm serious, too.
I don't understand.
You're not marrying this guy, right? So what's the big deal if you have a sexual relationship for as long as the sex is good? Because that's not what Marco is asking for.
Really? The sausage king wants love.
I know.
And I want a future with that kind of sex in it.
But I just don't think that we have what it takes to last.
Hello.
Sorry.
You were just talking about the future together, and then I was thinking about Jason.
Aah! He is the first guy that I have even, like, thought about that stuff with.
I'm sorry.
I mean, how could somebody that makes me feel that good make me feel like this? Now we're talking about feelings.
Yeah, that's exactly what I did not want to do.
Damn it.
What are you doing? Marjee.
Marjee.
I'm calling P.
J.
You are not calling P.
J.
Give me that phone.
Give me the phone.
Hey, it's Marjee.
If you take one more step, I swear I'm telling dad you slept with Marco.
Say hi to P.
J.
for me.
Ann says hi.
Hey.
I can't believe you missed the Veronicas.
I know.
Our rehearsal ran late.
Bonnie had some questions about her character's motivation for hiding in the attic, so we had to spend two hours talking about that.
Couldn't someone just say "nazis"? She needed an answer that was more about her.
Hey, I, uh, I had a chat with your dad today.
Y-you what? Yeah, he came by your room.
He wanted to surprise you.
He wanted to take you out to lunch.
You talked to my dad, and I wasn't there? What happened? I mean, what did he say? And what did you say? Relax.
We totally hit it off.
You did? Yeah.
He told me to call him "Joe.
" Wow.
Okay, so we skipped over the whole crazy, anxious "will he like you, what if he doesn't?" thing.
- Totally, he likes me.
- Great.
I'm going home for dinner tomorrow night.
You want to come? Sure.
This is incredible.
I'm taking a boyfriend home for dinner, and it's no big deal.
I just called you my boyfriend.
Does that freak you out? It does not.
This is a very good night.
Does this look tacky? I wear it all the time.
Oh, so you wouldn't know, then.
Oh, I hate maternity clothes.
Look at this panel.
I mean, really, I should just wear a muumuu.
Moo.
That doesn't make me feel better.
Ginnie, we're home.
Darling, we're home.
Hey, you guys.
Well, Kylie, I want you to meet my sister Marjee.
Oh, nice to meet you.
Hi.
Oh, Ginnie, I love those pants.
I have to get some.
Oh.
Well, you have to get knocked-up first.
Yeah, well, they're not worth that.
So did you guys have a good day at the studio? Oh, it was brilliant.
She's never sounded better.
Look what she bought me -- shirts.
Oh.
You guys went shopping.
Yes.
She said that this one I was wearing made her feel sad.
You should wear the one with the buttons to the club tonight.
- Oh, good idea.
- Yeah.
- The club? - Yeah.
We're gonna go out and see Kylie perform.
She's gonna try out one of her new songs.
You should wear those fun new pants that you wearing.
- Tonight? - Yeah.
You don't have to go if you don't want to.
If you're tired.
You have to go, you have to go, you have to go.
They look ugly.
Hi.
Hey, beautiful.
Oh, hey, try this.
Mmm, that's really good.
Is it new? Oh, yeah, this is "Chicken sausage Annabella.
" Sausage.
Oh, yeah.
So? So? Where are we? I think you need to take your hand away from my face in order for us to have this conversation.
Okay.
Marco, when I'm around you, I can't think straight.
You do something to me.
I don't know what it is, but it's amazing and wonderful, and it's something I've never felt before.
Ann, please tell me you're gonna stop there.
I wish I could.
Look, I know two things.
I know how attracted I am to you, and I know how different we are.
What I don't know is if that adds up to enough.
So if you're asking me if I'm sure about this I really can't say that I am.
Hey, Ann.
I didn't realize you were here.
Yeah.
Um I just, uh, stopped to talk to Marco, and then I was gonna come find you.
Are you staying for dinner? Sure.
That's why I came.
Hey, guys, I'm gonna take these sausages into the city.
I'll see you guys later.
Thanks, Marco.
So I, uh, stopped by Rose's dorm yesterday.
I was gonna take her out to lunch, but apparently everyone in my family had lunch plans but me.
We talked about boys and sex.
So maybe I dodged a bullet.
Maybe you did.
You know, I, um, went to her room and, uh, that guy Alex was there.
He seems like a nice guy.
Y eah.
So I guess she picked him over the other one.
Oh, she picked him, all right.
Why do you say it like that? Like what? Well, like it's dirty or something.
No, I was being emphatic.
Yeah, no, not dirty, just emphatic.
- Joe, come on.
- Come on what? They were talking about boys and sex.
- What? - What? - Our little Rose? - No.
Ann.
Ann.
Ann Margaret Sorelli, tell me.
Tell me.
Okay.
God, you're good.
Apparently Rose consummated her relationship with Alex.
Oh, that's wonderful.
Is it, Renee? Is it? I guess not.
My little baby.
Oh, god, dad, you have to promise me you won't let her know you know.
Dad.
Dad! I used to call her "my little button.
" Yeah, well, your little button is coming here for dinner with her boyfriend tonight.
Buttons can be really unforging.
I mean, think of it from her point of view.
Okay, she finally braces herself to bring her boyfriend home to her father.
It's not fair to embarrass her.
Just to be clear, how much of this is about covering your own ass? A large pourcentage, but do we need to quantify? Hey, I'll be fine, you know? No, I promise you I will be cool.
Just so you know, when you say "cool," it's so uncool.
That's good to know.
You redecorate? No, I just threw away all that junk I had lying around.
This was underneath.
Ah.
So you got rid of that poster of the girl on the Ferrari? Yeah, I looked at it one day and thought, "that's appalling.
" - How did I not know that? - How did you not know that? So, how are you? What's going on? Who did you break up with? You know, no, we don't need to talk about him.
Good enough.
What about you? Are you seeing anybody? You know the model in the lucky jeans ads? Impressive.
No, the girl I went out with looks just like her.
Oh.
Still good, though.
We went out for like six months.
Wow.
That's like a record for you.
Yeah, by about 5 1/2 months.
What happened? Oh, it just didn't make sense.
I'm jewish.
She's friggin' crazy.
So, what was wrong with him? Who? The guy we're not supposed to talk about.
We're not talking about him.
Well, something must have been wrong with him to give you up.
Wow.
That was really cheesy.
Did it work? I'm easy tonight.
I missed you.
Me too.
You're thinking about at guy, aren't you? No.
We worked together.
What? Me and the guy, we worked together.
I thought we weren't talking about him.
Oh.
Right.
Well, this is it -- the place where nothing very much happens.
This is so you.
What do you mean? I mean, it's just you.
It's easy and warm and beautiful in a very real kind of way.
Stop it.
You're making the room blush.
Hey, dad.
Rose.
Hi, Joe.
Alex.
Is everything okay? Uh-huh.
I'm cool.
Ladies and gentlemen, Kylie Stewart.
Thank you all for coming.
I want to give a special thanks to two people who have been exceedingly kind to me since I've been here.
This song is for you.
She's really good.
Tell me the truth.
Was that the worst sex you ever had? Yes.
But at least now I can definitively say that there is nothing sexy about making love to a sobbing woman.
That was even a question? You don't know till you know.
I always assumed they were covered in lava.
But according to this documentary, the pompeian people were buried in ash.
In an afternoon.
That's a lot of ash.
Wait, wait.
You should taste it with all the flavors together.
Here.
So, Alex, you must have had quite a few girlfriends.
Not that many, really.
Alex, um, I just thought you were great in that play with Rose.
Thank you, Ann.
I agree.
You're a wonderful actor.
Which means who knows what he's feeling at any moment, right? He could be sincere.
He could be acting.
Actual, there's a big difference between acting and lying.
Yeah, dad.
I mean, someone could lie all the time.
It doesn't mean he could play Hamlet.
I don't know.
I just thought with all that hair, he might be hiding something.
Dad! Renee was talking about people buried in ash.
I want to hear more about that.
What is with dad? Alex said they really hit it off.
Well, maybe it's hard for him to actually see you guys together.
Yeah, I mean, because you're the baby of the family.
And, you know, this is your first real boyfriend.
So? Well, dad probably assumes you're sleeping together.
He assumes we're sleeping together, or he knows we're sleeping together? I don't know.
- Ann.
- What? - Ann.
- What? - Ann! - I told him.
Oh, my god.
How could you do that? He forced it out of me.
Oh, I'm sure it was really awful.
How did he do it, by saying words? I am so sorry.
This is my worst nightmare.
You realize he had to find out sometime, right? Yes, yes, sure.
Years from now.
Not when I bring my boyfriend home for the first time.
I mean, how could you let me walk into this? I told dad to be cool.
Oh, yeah, because he's known for that.
So I'm supposed to go back out there with him knowing what we did and me knowing that he knows? What did you do? Girls! Could you bring the dessert plates when you come back? Uh-huh, no problem.
Go.
- Look, Rose, I -- - Just go.
I'm so sorry.
Okay, seriously, does your dad have a history of mood swings? I'm so sorry he's being like this.
I don't get it.
I swear he was nice to me before.
Maybe it's seeing us together? You know, it's got to be hard for him.
I'm, like, the baby of the family.
And it could be that maybe he thinks we're sleeping together.
Well, sorry I had to eat and run.
Renee, thanks for dinner.
You're welcome, dear.
- Bye, Ann.
- Bye.
- Mr.
Sorelli.
- Alex.
See you later? Sure.
So handsome.
Is he, Renee? Is he? All right, what? Nothing.
No, seriously, darling, what? Nothing.
All right, can we, in the interest of time, pretend that we spent the last 10 minutes of me saying "what?" and you saying "nothing" so that we can finally get to the point where you tell me what's going on, please? Okay, fine.
When Kylie was up there singing, you were undressing her with your eyes.
No, I wasn't.
Yeah, you were.
You were kind of staring at her the whole night.
No, I wasn't.
And the way, I'm her producer.
So she has to be up on that stage and know that I'm outhere focusing on her music.
Oh, okay.
Can we please stop? Seriously? I mean, why can't you just admit that you are attracted to that woman? I am not attracted to her.
I'm not.
Bob, please! You are.
I mean, why can't you just say it? It would relieve so much of the tension between us.
Ginnie Look, Bob, I am not going to get angry, okay? I just -- I just need to hear the words.
Okay, I'm attracted to her, yes.
Don't you feel any better, darling? No, I don't feel better.
You just told me that you're attracted to your ex-girlfriend.
Once you're in the lie, you got to maintain the lie, Bob.
I knew it.
I absolutely knew it.
It's suicide.
I shouldn't have said anything.
It's like saying, "yes, darling, your pants do make your ass look fat.
" Oh.
Oh, Gin-- no.
That was a theoretical example, darling -- not you, not your ass.
All right, you know what? Listen to me.
Yes, I may be attracted to her.
But I swear to you on the life of that little baby growing inside of you, I would never, ever act out on those feelings, all right? Oh, Bob, I don't actually think you would cheat on me.
I trust you that much, you lying, lying man.
Again, Bob doesn't get it.
What is the problem? I don't know what it is, Bob! Actually, maybe I do.
You know, I I feel huge.
And I have this beautiful girl in my home, who I like very much, by the way.
But, I mean, she's everything that I'm just not anymore.
I mean, she's thin, and she's fun, and she's free-spirited.
I never really thought of you as free-spirited.
Shut up, Bob.
I mean, how can I compete with that? You don't have to compete.
Bob, seriously, who would you choose -- the woman you met then, or the woman I am now? And be honest with me this time.
All right, I'll be honest.
I can't choose.
How on earth do I choose between the beautiful woman that I fell in love with and the beautiful woman who's carrying my child? You're very sweet.
I am never going to be that girl again.
I mean, from now on, I'm always gonna be a mom.
And I'm gonna be a dad.
And darling, for me, I'm so bloody grateful for that.
Yeah, we used to have fun.
So what? God, I have never been so excited about anything in my whole entire life.
Really? Yeah.
Come here.
You.
Huh? I would choose the you now.
I still don't want her here.
I know.
I'll figure out a way of telling her, all right? Are you okay? Yeah? I figured out a way.
Good lord, somebody say something.
I'll jump in.
When do you think any of you is going to get to meet one of my boyfriends again? Look, I'm sorry.
But if you think I'm gonna sit here and pretend to be okay knowing you and that boy -- That we what? I think you, of all people, would be happy that I met someone who's kind and good and cares about me.
I mean, what do you want from me, dad? You want me to never be with a guy? Do you want me to just be crazy "no sex" lady? No, of course not.
Then what? Okay, I think this is really good that you're getting this out there.
And I'll tell you something else.
But you're not done.
If I can't bring someone into your house and know that you're not gonna turn into neanderthal dad, then -- Rose, I don't know what to tell you.
Until you're the father of a daughter, you'll never really understand what it's like to find out that your little girl -- But you were never supposed to find out.
Was he, Ann? No.
No.
But I think this is really good, you know, to get it all out in the open.
Oh, really? You think it's better to have everything out in the open.
I do.
So I suppose you told dad that you slept with Marco? You slept with Marco? Your turn.
Yes, I did.
He's also very handsome.
Um I'm gonna go do the dishes.
It was just something that happened.
He has been nothing but a gentleman ever since.
I don't want this to affect his job or your opinion of him or of me.
Are you kidding? I love Marco.
The two of you together? That is fantastic.
- What? - What? Ever since you were little, I always thought of the two of you together.
You did? There was always a little something there.
Then you went off to college and became a psychologist in Manhattan, and I thought, "well, you know, it's never gonna happen.
" You're too different.
But you tell me this, I can't help it.
I'm excited.
This is so unfair.
Okay, don't get too excited.
I'm not sure we were meant to be.
Well, no, I realize he's not Danny.
But Marco Marco is a good guy.
He's decent.
He's got a good heart.
Plus, he is easy on the eyes.
This is a very weird conversation.
Dad, I think Marco is wonderful.
I really do.
But I think, like you said, we're too different.
I now that.
But your mother and I were very different, too.
You know, she had her music and all of her books.
And she dragged me to so many museums I started hating art on a very personal level.
Yeah, I know.
But the differences -- oh, honey, the differences are what make it exciting, make it full.
That's where the fire is.
Your mother, she surprised me almost every day.
You know, I can only hope I did the same for her.
And with the other stuff, the deeper stuff, the stuff that really matters we weren't really that different at all.
I feel really horrible about this.
It's okay.
I called the hotel already.
I think it's for the best.
Look, I don't know how much you overheard, but did you hear me tell Bob that I really do like you? I did.
Wow, you were eavesdropping for a longime, hmm? Look, I'm just I'm going through a lot of stuff right now.
I know, Ginnie, I know.
Well, I do hope this is gonna be okay for you.
Yeah, I kind of want to go.
You know, when I'm with Bob, all he does is talk about you and the baby and the great adventure that's coming.
- He does? - Yeah.
I see him look at you in a way that no one has ever looked at me.
Look, I understand that it's hard for you to be around me and Bob.
But I actually think it's harder for me to be around the two of you.
I'm sorry.
I didn't know.
You're really lucky, Ginnie.
Thank you.
And you're pretty awesome, too.
You are, too.
But you're still going, right? - Yeah, yeah.
- I think that's best.
Coming! I'm coming.
Hello.
- I hate Jason.
- Marjee.
Because of him, I don't have a boyfriend, I don't have a job.
And now he has ruined the one thing that I could count on that makes me happy.
It didn't go well with P.
J.
, huh? Uh, no.
Do you remember when I was that girl who just, like, didn't give a crap? Remember her? It's like I'm broken.
Oh, my god, don't start again.
It's like I'm broken, and I don't know how to fix it.
Are you drunk? I had some scotches.
Okay, listen to me.
Get in a cab and come straight here, okay? Okay.
Marjee.
Did you ever reay think that you were gonna leave her? - Um, wh-- - No, I just -- I really need to know.
All of the stuff that you told me about leaving Trish and being with me and the business, and I just need to know if you actually meant any of that or if that was just you stringing me along? Don't you have any idea how I feel about you? You can see where it could get a little bit confusing.
I didn't want to hurt anybody.
And yet you hurt everybody.
- I know.
- No.
You really don't know.
I didn't even know until tonight.
What can I say to you? - I feel -- - Shut up.
Nobody cares about what you feel.
The only thing that matters is what you do.
And and when somebody gives you their heart.
You know what you do? You treat it well.
- Morning.
- Morning.
Is there coffee? I just made you a pot.
Oh, I love you so much, incest isn't out of the question.
How do you feel? Kind of like I got run over.
Yeah.
That's exactly how I felt after Danny.
When did it go away? Who said it went away? Oh, you're just full of good news today.
Actually, today there is some hope.
Really? Yeah, dad was talking last night about him and mom, and I don't know.
Do you think we're ever gonna have what they had? - Wouldn't it be nice? - Yeah.
More.
You are fast.
Yeah, I totally burned the roof of my mouth, but it was worth it, so -- Oh, thank you so much for letting me stay here last night.
Please.
Seriously, I don't think that I could handle facing dad or Renee at home right now.
You know what? Why don't you stay here for a while? Are you serious? Yeah.
It's not just for you.
It was kind of nice having someone else here.
Yes.
That would be amazing.
I -- thank you.
Oh, I love you.
Seriously, you're my favorite sister.
I'm not even so sure we need the other two.
Hi.
Hey.
Wow, this is nice and awkward.
Maybe it doesn't have to be.
I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, and I don't know where this is going.
But I think I need to stop saying that it can't go anywhere.
Yeah? I thought we were too different.
I can't guarantee anything, but what if we take it slow? Slow? That would be different.
Yeah, because we know we can do the other thing.
Yeah, we do.
So, uh can we kiss? Yeah.
Yeah, kissing is permitted.
It's open.
Hi.
Dad, hi.
I just want to apologize for my behavior last night.
Okay.
I'm not sure what to say, you know? I like to think of myself as a cool dad.
Really? Well, I definitely wasn't cool last night.
I mean, when I heard about you, I went a little crazy, and I know that that wasn't fair.
It really isn't.
I mean, you were much more okay when Marjee lost her virginity, and she was 16.
Marjee lost her virginity at 16? That's why you were okay with it.
Was it that Delallio kid with the van and the "hey, how's it going, Mr.
Sorelli?"? Seriously, dad, now? All right, all right.
And look, I liked Alex right away when I met him.
And if you say he's a good guy, honey, that's all I need to know.
Thank you.
Honey, I -- can I? I'm happy you're growing up.
I am.
But, you know, I lost a little something, too.
I mean, you're getting older.
I'm getting older.
And I don't know where the time went.
Hey, you want to -- gotta go.
Alex, wait.
Uh, I already said I'm sorry to Rose, and I want to apologize to you, too.
And I was wondering if you would like to be Rose's guest at my wedding next week.
Mr.
Sorelli Thanks.
Yeah, well, you know, it's the least I can do.
So we're cool? We're cool.
Well, apparently I'm not, but, uh, we are.
Okay, I got to go.
Bye.
My little button.
Okay.
I'm not ready to hug you yet.
You should get some heavier stuff, like a brick collection or some small boulders.
Hey, Ginnie, is that pillow too heavy for you? I'm in a delicate condition.
Please, Ginnie.
Last week we saw you eat a corned beef sandwich the size of this couch.
And I crave salt.
I'm so jealous that you guys are gonna be living together.
You're gonna have so much fun.
Rose, you're in college, and you have a boyfriend who could have his own calendar.
If we're having more fun than you are, then something is very wrong with you.
Okay, is this everything, or do we need to make another trip? I don't think so.
Was there anything else in the car, Gin-- Are you okay? I don't feel so good.
Oh, God.
Ginnie.
Here.
Ginnie, sit, sit.
Ohh, call Bob.
Okay.