Cougar Town s06e03 Episode Script

Baby Bobby is the cutest baby ever.
Oh! There's the stuff.
Make room.
I'm coming in.
All right.
Okay.
You guys, seriously, you need to be careful.
My cousin Tess actually got addicted to baby smell.
It nearly ruined her life.
She caught one whiff of that sweet baby musk at a birthday party, and the next thing you know, she was doing bumps off of random babies at the park.
Well, thanks for all the help with our first week as parents.
Think we're ready to take Little Bobby home and handle him on our own now.
What? Oh, you're just in for a wild ride, 'cause the first time two parents are alone with their baby, things can get a little crazy.
The first few days we had Stan on our own, I was so tired and cranky, I turned into a total bitch.
And I never turned back.
I was so overwhelmed with our first kid, I didn't have a second to take care of myself.
Little tip-- adult diapers.
You guys are making it sound like some kind of horror movie.
Just take as much sleep as you can find, don't forget to eat, and, um, if it gets too crazy, call me.
Thank you, you guys, but I'm pretty sure we can handle our kid on our own.
We got it.
Wait for it.
- Little oversight.
- Don't judge us.
Say goodbye to grandma.
- Okay.
- Okay.
Wait! Good luck.
They're screwed.
_ I still can't believe I'm a grandma.
Oh, don't worry, Jules.
You're still a total GILF.
What? Tom! Wait.
No, actually, I'll-- I'll take that compliment.
Gross.
So, how's Andy doing? I mean, I haven't seen him since Bobby left to take that golf-pro job in Georgia.
He tried to go to the hospital with a broken heart.
He hasn't even slept home in the past few days 'cause he's been sulking on Bobby's boat.
It's been great.
I should probably go check on him.
Oh, no.
I got to open the bar.
I wish it wasn't so hard for me to find people to cover for me, but my job is really challenging.
Wait.
You're serious? What's the challenging part? Is it tilting the bottle up or tilting it down? Bartender's elbow is a real thing, and my job is more than just pouring drinks.
None of you guys could do it.
No? All right.
Let's find out.
Come on.
Just for a couple hours.
Ellie and I will man the bar while you go check on Andy.
Fine.
But please be careful.
Relax.
We got this.
If that idiot can do it, we can do it.
I'm still here.
I know! Andy? Good lord, man.
What happened to you? You look like a contestant on a Bear Grylls show.
Are you wearing Bobby's clothes? They still have his scent-- saltwater and tacos.
I'm not entirely sure what to do here.
I've never been left by a boyfriend.
Come on.
Let's get you a beer.
That was his favorite drink! It still is.
He's not dead.
Come on.
We need to get you out of here.
Grayson, will-- will you pat my head and call me "Ando" like he used to? Her de der, Ando.
Her de der.
Okay, got a chardonnay for Cabbage Patch, lemon drop for Tube Top, I got a cab for Chocolate Mountain, piña colada for SPF Nada, and a tall cold one for Lady Fonz.
Ehh.
More wine? We'd love to, but our husbands are waiting.
Oh, I'm not hearing a problem.
I am having so much fun.
Me too! And I'm the master at nicknames.
Check this out.
Okay.
Suds up, Perv Stache.
My friends said this was cool.
Your friends are wrong.
Okay.
That was easy.
He fell right asleep.
I mean, like a dream, no problem.
Feeding him, he just latched on to the old milk jugs.
Ugh, babe, could you please not say-- Milk jugs.
Sorry.
No.
That's what they are.
I meant "Latch.
" Oh, God, I hate that word.
I mean, taking care of a baby is easier than taking care of my virtual Tamagotchi pet.
How did you ever get me pregnant? - Well - Well Ah, the gang thought we couldn't handle this.
But Baby Bobby is sleeping so peacefully, I can't even hear a sound.
Why can't we hear a sound? Shouldn't we hear a sound? Breathing is a sound.
Go! Go! Keep going.
Look.
I still see room.
I don't know why you're slowing down.
You call that food, Quarter Eyes? See what I'm doing? I'm being you guys.
Get it? So, how'd it go today? Much harder than expected.
One guy wanted a beer and a water.
I had to use both hands to carry it.
It was really touch-and-go for a second.
And then things got really nuts when I had to give a beer to a guy over here and then another guy all the way over here.
Okay, so, fine.
You handled a dull morning shift.
That's easy.
Night is where it really gets cray.
Andy, what are you doing? Fell off my stool! Too sad to get up! Aw, it makes me want to cry.
Me too.
But for other reasons.
Bobby! All right, someone needs to take care of that.
Someone other than me.
You know, you could help Andy now.
You could take the whole weekend, and Ellie and I can watch the bar.
The weekend?! Now you're being cray.
Stop saying "Cray"! Now, look, if we handle the bar and you help Andy, then everybody wins.
Okay.
Fine.
But as soon as there's any trouble, you have to call me to come back and fix it and to do my "Ha ha, I was right" dance.
Ha ha.
I was right.
Ha ha.
I was right.
Ha ha whoo ha ha.
Come on, Andy.
Let's go.
Bobby used to drive me this way.
This bar is ours.
Oh, we kicked total ass at the bar last night.
We made people so happy.
Right, but that may have been the alcohol.
Yeah.
And we gave it to them.
We did.
What? We just opened the door and walked in without using keys.
Oh.
- Didn't you lock up?! - Didn't you lock up?! Wait.
I'm sure everything's okay.
I mean, it's a safe town, right? Um, well, that depends.
Was the register wide open and completely empty when we left? Then we've been robbed! Dun-dun-duuuun! I don't know why I did that.
Sorry.
Okay, I thought it over, and I've come to the conclusion that we were robbed.
I thought we established that already.
All right, I guess we're gonna have to call the police.
But if we call the police, then Grayson's gonna know that we screwed up.
He's gonna find out anyway.
Ugh, we're never gonna hear the end of it.
But he knows how much cash we made last night.
Oh, he's gonna be so obnoxious! I got to go.
Okay, wait.
Let's think.
We're out 3 grand.
What if we paid it back ourselves? That's a great idea.
You know, I've got, uh, $8.
And I have Let's see.
$2.
Oh, and a giant pearl! That's a Mento.
- Oh.
- No.
Okay, what are we gonna do? What if we made 3 grand in cash all under the table - and say it's from last night? - Yeah? How? Can I get a beer? Sure thing.
Can I have a cold beer? Sure.
Refrigeration fee.
I get it.
We're gonna nickel-and-dime these suckers to death! No, no, not you.
Different suckers.
Is he supposed to have that dry skin on his head? It's scaly.
It's lizardy.
That's it.
I'm checking Google.
Oh, my gosh.
Type in "Scaly baby lizard head.
" Does he have restricted movement? He's in a swaddle, but yes! Yes! Oh, man! I think he's got hereditary equine regional dermal asthenia.
Okay, I'm calling Jules.
No! Wait, wait.
I'm on a veterinary site.
It's a horse disease.
- Aah! What?! - What was that? - He's throwing up air! - What? - Oh, my God! What do we do? - Let's just rock him back and forth.
I don't know, Grayson.
This seems like a bad idea.
You lost a best friend.
The obvious solution is to find a new one with the Bobby Cobb replacement challenge! With them? You got Tom.
He's And, uh, Jerry's here.
Can't believe you're making me try out.
This is demeaning.
Well, I'm psyched to be here, Grayson.
Oh, you're going down.
Game on.
And, uh, who's that? Name's Marty, and I like to party.
Whoo! Uh, found him in the plaza.
It seemed weird to have a tryout with just two guys.
Bobby was always there with a shot of courage whenever Andy here needed some, okay? So show us your best Oh! Come on! Come on! Confidence dance! Well, after the bacon-grease fire burned down my RV, my six kids and I had to move into this tiny, little motel room.
Now, two of them are still small enough to sleep in the dresser, so, you know, we make it work.
Bless you.
Bobby could charm anyone.
Tom, make friends with the next person who comes by.
Oh! Hey, there! Uh, my name is, uh, Tom.
Aah! No! Wait! Hot lava! Aah! Uh, ma'am, I think I gave you a $20.
Are you calling me a liar? Penny can! Pen-neeeee can! Marty, uh, toss your pennies.
Oh, I didn't get any pennies.
Sure you did.
I gave you a big, giant handful.
No.
No, no, no.
I don't think so.
- Here you go.
- All right.
What is that? I've been selling the stuff from this little prize box.
The lost and found? Oh, I was wondering why I found my bra in here.
Oh.
Bobby was upbeat.
He never let the little things get him down, okay? So, everybody in good spirits? - Yep.
- Great.
Maintain it.
- Oh, yeah! - Aaah! Oh, yeah! Yeah, Tom! Yeah! All smiles! There you go! Looking good, Jer! Hey, Marty! Does it tickle? You're in first place on this one, man.
Hey.
Andy! Andy.
Andy.
What's going on? No one could replace Bobby.
I guess I'm just gonna have to get used to one-man hugs and emptiness at the end of every spaghetti noodle.
Trav? His eyelids are closed, which means he's sleeping.
Unless his eyelids have collapsed.
Is that a thing? I should feed him.
No.
I already fed him.
Is that AM or PM? Okay, I remember that he ate and then he spit up.
I wonder why he spit up.
Do you think that my milk is spoiled? I mean, I just leave my boobs sitting out all day long! Has baby Bobby been suckling from rancid teats?! - I better call Jules! - Laurie.
- I got to call Jules! - Laurie, Laurie, Laurie.
Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.
Come here, come here, come here.
It's okay, baby.
It's okay.
It's okay.
Look, I-I think fear and, uh, uh, lack of sleep has been making us a little crazy, okay? Nothing is wrong.
We're doing great.
- Okay.
- Okay.
Better than great.
We're super! The first rule of losing your mind is, do not talk about losing your mind.
I just sold three memberships to Grayson's pub club.
How come I'm not a member? Because it's not a real thing.
I just made it up.
How are we doing? We barely have $600.
There's no way we're gonna make $3,000.
Might as well just suck it up and confess to Grayson.
Oh, but he's just gonna rub it in our faces.
- No.
- What-- Well, now we owe him a phone.
All right, listen.
I have another idea.
When I was in my 20s bartending in New York, I used to pull in thousands a night.
We aren't 20, but luckily this place has mostly middle-aged dudes.
Okay, I'll do anything.
What's the secret? Ellie! Sweet mercy! Keep the change.
Are you ready to sex up this joint? Tonight, at Gray's pub, no cover! - No.
- All right, come on.
Are these buttons made of titanium? Yeah, they're not gonna open.
Poor Andy.
I mean, I really wanted to help, but he's right.
How do you replace Bobby Cobb? The guy wore a bikini top for an entire summer because he thought the tan lines would be funny.
Made him look like a girl.
Classic.
So, uh, you and Ellie are really okay at the bar? You haven't-- haven't had any problems? Oh, please.
We're a couple of pros.
Okay.
Why are you wearing a raincoat? Because it might rain.
Duh.
It's a beautiful day.
Oh, it sure is, baby.
It sure is.
I used to make fun of them, but now I get goth kids.
Pain is life.
Life is pain.
The cure rules.
Grayson tried out a few guys to find me a new Bobby.
It was a big waste of time.
Huh.
Is that right? I guess it was a little funny when Grayson sprayed them all down with a hose and when Tom got maced by that jogger.
And, oh, Grayson made Jerry eat, like, a pound of peanut butter.
He was all "Grayson, I can't move my jaw.
I can't feel my mouth!" Oh.
Those three guys aren't fit to hold Bobby's flip flops.
That guy would do anything to make me happy.
I'll never find anyone else like him.
Huh.
So, Grayson threw together this whole tryout and spent the whole weekend doing a bunch of weird, stupid stuff to try to cheer you up? That is so sad you won't find another friend like Bobby.
Oh.
Morning! You get any sleep? I-I don't know.
What are you doing? Got to stay alert, so I put in one of your DVDs-- "Tonin' up with Tony Terry's slammin' hip hop moves.
" Why is there a camera on your head? Security.
I'm recording.
Recording what? Everything.
I got to go check the closets.
You know, for dingoes.
You can watch Baby Bobby on this.
Oh.
My sweet, little Baby Bobby.
I love you so much.
Your mama is always gonna be here for you, okay? And that would be super if, you know, you weren't totes insane.
Ha.
Burn.
You ready? Does my milkshake bring all the boys to the yard? I don't know what that means.
I just heard it on the radio.
- Let's do this! - All right.
You're so funny.
Let me get those beers.
Ellie, you're a natural slut.
Listen, here are the basics.
Laugh at all their jokes, be stunned that they're single.
When you lean it to drop off a drink, sideswipe boob graze.
Sideswipe boob graze.
Just like painting with your cans.
Okay.
Sideswipe boob graze.
Painting with the cans.
All right.
Got it.
All right.
Come on.
You can do it.
Hey, boys.
You're funny.
How are you single? Here's your beer.
Um Grayson! I'm so glad you're here.
You okay? I feel like such a fool for not seeing it sooner.
But right now, it's as clear as day.
Do I have a pimple? Everything you did, it was all to make me happy.
I hated seeing you so down.
I didn't really know how to cheer you up, but wasn't gonna stop me from trying, huh? That's just what he would have done! Don't you get it? It's you! My new Bobby is you! Okay.
That look is making me a little-- little uncomfortable.
It seems I'm subconsciously moving backwards.
Fascinating.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Look, um-- look, I know we haven't always been the closest, but over the years, you've become one of my best friends.
And I, uh What's that word, you know, when you're super-tight with one of your bros but, like, on a deeper level? - "Love.
" - No.
No.
Definitely not that.
I thought there was a word.
Shh.
You don't have to say it.
I already know.
Nothing I can do that can stop this from happening, right? Nope.
Okay.
Check it out.
A guy gave me 100 bucks for my shoes.
I don't know why.
They're never gonna fit him.
Still 600 bucks short.
Are you serious? We're closing soon.
There's no way we can make that.
I know.
I would like a cold beer from a hot lady.
Tom, do you have $600? As in, do I have it on me this very second? Yes.
- Can I have it? - Let's see.
For a tip that big, you'd have to, hmm Would you be willing to call me "Big Tom Stud"? - Yes.
- Yes, but sarcastically.
Would you dance on the bar "Coyote Ugly" style? - Okay.
- I'm out.
- Would you make out with me? - Fine.
Would you re-enact the scene from "9 weeks" where you're blindfolded and I'm feeding you? I am really hungry.
Would you shave his entire body? Oh, why are you asking the questions? I'll allow it.
Would you come to a party in my garage where you're the only one invited and the theme is naked Olympics? If I have to.
Why are you being creepier than usual? Because Dum-dum-duuuum! After I heard what you did to my bar, I was curious to find out how far you'd go before admitting to me that you two screwed up.
I was gonna stop at naked Olympics.
Probably.
So, what's it gonna be? Look into my smug, tiny eyes and admit to me you were wrong and that you can't handle my job, or naked garage time at Tom's? Fine.
We were wrong.
Right, Jules? I don't know.
I hate that smug look.
My favorite event is two-person luge.
Dibs on the bottom.
Okay, fine.
We were wrong.
I told you, give me these in the parking lot! These are not mine.
Give me those.
Psst.
Out.
Stop it.
Now he won't stop not crying.
What if that's a problem? His gums don't look right.
It's like a watermelon rind that's been picked clean! And where are the teeth? Are they just, like, deep down in there? Trav? I know he's only a baby, but he's fat.
- Trav? - He should lift baby weights, get baby ripped, be Baby Arnold.
Trav? I weigh six pounds, but I'll crush your head between my rosy glutes.
Trav? It's morning! It's Monday! We made it! Oh, my God.
The weekend's over.
Oh, my God! He's still alive! We did it! Knock, knock.
Just came to see how your weekend-- Oh, sweet mother of pearl! Hey, mom.
We're fine.
Yeah, turns out, we're really great at this.
I know, and it doesn't smell at all like a wet dog in a pile of rotten shrimp.
- Here.
Let me take this.
- Okay.
Let you go lie down.
Whoa.
Or hose off.
Oh, baby.
What did they put on you? Mm.
Oh, dear lord.
Thanks for inviting me.
Yeah.
This should be fun.
Ooh.
Yeah.
This almost makes up for what you did to my bar.
Almost? We need one more thing.
You better not mean He does! - Come on! - Yeah! - Work that ass.
- Shake that ass.
- Come on.
- Look at those hamstrings.
That's right.
- Yeah! - Man.
- Aww, that's - Yeah! Yeah! All right.
Whoo! - Shake that ass.
- Okay.