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Adult Timmy: The 1970s were
an awesome time to be a kid.

It was the Wild West.

Bike helmets hadn't been
invented yet or car seatbelts

or even
normal adult supervision.

Dads weren't around
as much as they are now.

And my mom was busy
running the house.

She had a lot on her plate
and no time for tomfoolery --

whatever that is.

There were eight of us boys,

including my oldest brother,
just home from college.

That's a lot of testosterone
under one roof.

[ Clank, projector clicking ]

[ "Golden Helmet of Mambrino"
plays ]

♪ Now Don Quixote
de La Mancha ♪

In the summer of 1972, I was
in my first Hollywood musical.

Although to say I was
in the show might be a stretch.

♪ Golden Helmet ♪
I was more near it.

♪ Of Mam-- ♪
I was the understudy.

[ Applause ]
Unfortunately, I was understudy to Bobby,

who never missed a show

or a chance to violate
the bonhomie of the theater.

Good show, Bobby.

Eat me, Understudy.

Good show, Bobby.
You're never playing my part!

Good show, Bobby.
[ Laughs ]

[ Continues laughing ]

Only a few more performances.

You think Dad will come see
my show?

We're doing a special thing
this weekend

where you get to meet
the cast.

Don't be silly.
Your father is far too busy.

[ Snoring ]

Doing what, keeping the couch
from floating away?

Relax. Like I want your hair
in my potatoes.

Hey, I went to your show,
which counts for both of us --

just like
parent-teacher conferences,

or when the baby
was born.

He's not missing much.
You only have one line.

Actually,
I had zero lines.

But the night my mom came,

I improvised something
just to get on stage.

It's not a giant!

It's a windmill!

It kind of ruined a plot point.

It wasn't just about the play.

I-I wanted some acknowledgement
from the old man.

Is this your card?

[ Sighs ]

They're all my cards.
I bought them.

We were such different people.

He was confused
by my showbiz aspirations,

but to be fair, I didn't
much get his life, either.

He had no hobbies,
other than turning off lights.

Someone around here
must own stock in the DWP.

And I am not air conditioning
the whole neighborhood!

[ Door slams ]

We don't have
air conditioning.

Then I'm right.

As far as I could tell,
his only friend

was our parish priest,
who he was helping

run the annual
boxing tournament --

to "keep kids off the street
and safe from violence."

Oh!

Matarucci looks tough,
but he's got a glass jaw.

In 1972, it was considered
wholesome exercise

for children to beat the crap
out of each other.

[ Silverware clattering ]

I have an announcement.

Why would anyone care?

Joey brings up
a good point.

Guys, let him talk.

Maybe he finally realized
he has a weird face.

[ Laughter ]

I found a hair
in my potatoes!

It's your brother's fault
for mouthing off.

I decided I'm competing
this year

in the church
boxing tournament.

Well, well.

Sounds like all that brawling
with Eddie

may have finally taught you
something.

Yeah.
How to bleed.

Here, you can have Eddie's
pork chop.

You need
the extra protein.

Frank's sudden interest
in boxing

was such an obvious
and pathetic play

for Dad's affections.

[ Laughing ]
Why didn't I think of it?

Go ahead.

Give it your best.

[ Grunts lightly ]

I'd say the decision
goes to the sleeping bag.

Plant your feet.
Try it again.

Buddy, I get you.

The world isn't
up to your standards.

You walk around
like a clenched fist.

Here's your chance
to let all that out.

You see Roy Rogers here?

Make Trigger a widow.

[ Grunts ]
Yeah, much better!

Again.

[ Grunts ]
Better!

Okay! All right,
let's try a combination.

Indian, cowboy, horse.

Indian, cowboy, horse!

Indian, cowboy, horse.

Okay, easy.

See how Dad's holding that bag
for Frank?

That's the closest he'll ever
get to hugging one of us.

Well, Dad's not
super affectionate.

But he'll spend time
with you

if you're willing
to risk brain damage.

I don't need to be smart.

I want to be an actor.

[ Dog barking in distance ]

You out with Wendi again
tonight?

Shh.

Quiet.

I don't need another lecture
from Mom.

She already leaves VD pamphlets
in my underwear drawer.

Peggy: Because penicillin
is expensive!

Get to bed!

You never learn, bro.

If you're trying
to sneak in,

don't use the front door
by their bedroom.

Go in the back door
or a window.

I normally go around back.

But that angry possum
has been hanging around.

Hey, what'd you and Wendi
do tonight?

I am not one
to kiss and tell.

Or more specifically,

second base under the shirt
and tell.

Classy.

Uh, I meant before that.

The -- The dinner
or whatever.

Dinner isn't the part
I usually brag about

with my buddies.

What's up?

You want some pointers?

From you?

Doubt it.

I've got all of this
to work with.

Well, if you're gonna work
with it again tonight,

please wait
till I'm asleep.

[ Window opens ]

What's poppin', gents?

See?
Joey knows to use the window.

Where are you
coming from?

I think you'll want deniability
on that.

As you were.

What's up with all
the dating questions, anyway?

You've never had trouble
with girls.

After two years in the seminary,
I might be a little rusty.

Plus, you obviously know
a few tricks

since you have somehow managed
to keep Wendi interested.

Do you want my help
or not?

Okay, I'm seeing someone
on Saturday,

and with this girl...

I just want it
to go perfect.

I got to two words
for you...

"Dry run."

I'll sometimes take a buddy

and do a dry run
of a whole date,

earlier the same day.

Yeah, maybe I'll get some advice
from Joey.

I'm telling you,
it works.

I go to the same movie,
the same restaurant,

figure out what to order,
funny stuff to say --

carefully planning out
all the spontaneity.

So you think maybe
the two of us could, you know,

do this thing
on Saturday?

"Do this thing"?
Really?

That's how you ask
a person out?

I see we've got our work
cut out for us.

The Lord likes
a good, clean fight,

but not a boring one.

Mix it up!

[ Bell dings ]

Okay.
Come on!

Indian, cowboy, horse...

Why is he here?

And why is he wearing
my maternity underwear?

[ Sighs ] I don't even ask
with that kid anymore.

[ Whistles ]
Oh, hey!

I didn't expect
to see you guys here.

Don't horn in
on Frank's thing.

This is his way
of trying to be interesting.

He needs it
more than you.

♪♪

[ Groans ]

Ouch!

♪♪

Ah! In the face?
Seriously?

Come on, come on!
Use your reach!

♪♪

If he gets his nose bashed in,
we're not fixing it.

I need
a new hot water heater.

[ Groans ]

Dad, Dad,
throw in my towel!

Aah!

Dad, throw in my towel!

If you're serious about wanting
to do this,

I'll train you.
Yes, I am!

Ugh!

Oh, right in the cowboy.
Ugh...

And just like that...

Tonight, Timmy gets
your pork chop.

...Frank's defeat
became my victory.

All right,
let's see what you got.

Okay, stop.
Stop!

You look like
your Aunt Marge

waving flies away
from a casserole.

You want to be a little more
like Aunt Marge

when she's beating the crap
out of Uncle Walter.

Okay?

[ Grunts ]

Wow.

Yeah. Come on.

All right, now bounce
on the balls of your feet.

Come on.
Balls of your feet, light.

[ Grunts ]

Yeah, that's better.

You're a natural.

I'm a pretty quick study
with choreography.

Don't. It's called "footwork."
Okay?

To me, boxing was as much
Gene Kelly as Gene Tunney.

In fact,
I quickly realized...

that boxing is just another
form of show business.

[ Cheers and applause ]

A stage, a crowd,
a spotlight --

and a star!

[ Cheers and applause continue ]

[ Bell dings ]

♪♪

[ Cheering ]

♪♪

[ Cheers and applause ]

It wasn't just musical theater
helping me in the ring.

My large, loving family had
taught me to take a punch.

♪♪

Yep, even my mom.

Remember, this was the '70s,

so don't feel weird
about any of this.

♪♪

Mike: Come on.

Oh!

[ Laughing ] Yes!

And while I felt bad
for my opponents...

[ Cheers and applause ]

my dad was excited about me,

about something I was doing
for the first time ever.

Who says violence
never solved anything?

Eddie: I'm not saying I didn't
like the movie,

it's just...
You just didn't understand it.

You didn't understand it,
either.

The whole thing
was in Swedish.

Nobody wants
to read a movie.

That's why they turn books
into them.

You should take her to see
"The Poseidon Adventure."

Yeah, but I already
worked out jokes for this movie

to whisper during lulls.

The whole thing was lulls.

When the minister lays dying,
I'm gonna say,

"Good thing the Swedes
have socialized medicine."

That joke will be just as funny
at "The Poseidon Adventure."

And much more fun.
No heavy message.

No message?

An upside-down ocean liner

with everyone stripped
of social class,

and the wealthy have to work

their way through steerage
to find salvation?

I must have missed that part

while I was making out
with Wendi.

Also, I don't think this is the
best place to take her after.

It's a 1950s theme.
The good old days.

Oh, the good old days,
when black people

had separate water fountains

and women were
second-class citizens?

I don't think that's
what they're going for.

Oh, Samantha.

Can I ask you something
as an Afro-American?

Is it about the specials?

Because otherwise,
I have four tables working.

Well, she wouldn't have
felt comfortable doing that

in the real 1950s.

Right on, Samantha.

[ Grunts ]

That was good.
You get any stronger,

your brothers
will be scared of you.

Maybe your mom.

Really?

Nope!

Your mom is terrifying.

When the doctor told her
that Andy was gonna be

two weeks late,
she stared him down so hard,

he said,
"Or whenever's good for you."

[ Chuckles ]

She gave birth
on the spot.

You know,
when I was your age...

[ Sighs ]

I was kind of a scrawny kid.

Smaller than you,
smaller than Pat, even.

That can't be true.

Okay, not Pat --
that's a medical thing.

But I was kind of a small kid
and a bit of a scaredy cat.

That definitely
can't be true.

I swear.

That's what got me
into boxing.

And learning how
to handle myself in the ring

made me feel less afraid.

Big part of what got me
through the war.

[ Velcro tears ]

[ Door opens ]

Anyone need anything?

Water, Kool-Aid,
sandwiches?

We're good.

Then Dad turned to me
and shook his head like,

"Guys like Frank
will never understand

men like you and me,
Timmy."

It was awesome!

That's great, man.
Cheers.

This new relationship with Dad
has me so happy,

it's like I won a Tony!

Personally, I like to keep
the man at arm's length.

He does his thing,
I do mine.

That way, no tears
when things get bumpy.

You're missing out.

Dad can be pretty cool.

Oh, this is great.

Feels good on my shoulder.

You'll have to thank
the Munchiks for me.

The Munchiks are currently
enjoying

the scenic beauty
of Yellowstone.

As far as they know, no one's
been using their hot tub.

Or driving their GTO.

Ohhh, I got a jet hammering
one of my sweet spots.

"Good night, John Boy!"

My advice -- just try and keep
the conversation light.

Everything shouldn't be
about capitalism and oppression.

I dream of that utopia, too,
brother,

but we're only gonna get there
by talking about it.

Boring. It's like going on a
date with Huntley and Brinkley.

You know, women don't mind
substantive conversation,

but I understand
if it's not your thing.

And there it is again.

What?
"What?"

You talking down to me
like you always do.

You just called me boring.

You've been laying
this condescension trip on me

all day, and all my life,

like you're so insightful
and I'm so dumb.

I would never say
you're dumb.

You're just not
that into being smart.

You're the one
who came crawling to me.

I'm not a little kid anymore,
Lawrence.

I'm 18,
I have a girlfriend,

and my buddy Dino
used my advice

and got to third base with
the night manager at Shakey's.

And she gave us free pizza.

So someone is doing
something right.

I'll find my own way home.

♪♪

I didn't mean to eavesdrop,

but I feel certain
the two of you

can work out your problems.

Thanks, ma'am.

And a bit of advice...

A pretty girl like you should
never wear pants on a date.

[ Cash register dings ]

Keep digging
with those little fingers.

I need 35 cents more
to pay the paper boy.

Well, I have a dime
and a quarter.

[ Gasps ] And a candy!

Is the candy wrapped?
No.

Then you can keep it
as your reward.

Yay!

[ Laughs ]
Nice try, buddy,

but they won't let you wear that
in the ring.

What?

You got your big bout tonight
with "Homicide" Hurley.

I've got a show tonight.

You don't fight tonight,
you're out of the tournament.

You win this one,

you get your shot
at "Killer" Monaghan.

Killer's mom says he's just
getting over the mumps,

so aim for his neck.

Dad, it's the theater.

It's my life.

The show must go on.

And it does every night,

with you just standing there
watching it.

[ Sighs ]

Never mind, just...

do your show.

I got to go meet
Father Dunne.

[ Door opens, closes ]

♪♪

[ Car door closes ]

[ Engine starts ]

Don't worry.

You know no matter what happens,
he'll always be your dad.

[ Vehicle departs ]

There's nothing he can do
about that.

Thanks, Mom.

And if you're wondering
if he'll care any less about you

after this,

I can promise you...

it's hard to say.

He just surprised me
by getting all prickly

all of a sudden.

Maybe I have been rude to him
all these years.

Oh, the male ego.

God forbid we ever let on
that we know more than they do.

I just -- I hate to think
I hurt him.

It only hurt
because he cares.

Don't let some silly fight
come between you.

No, that would be
terrible.

I really care about him.

Then go after that man,
for God's sake!

Or you'll wake up
in 50 years,

stuck in a loveless marriage
like me and this lump.

I hate you.

And I'm hoarding money
to leave.

$70 more and I'll be
on a Greyhound bus.

You used
to get more noodles.

I was torn.

Doing the show might cost me
my new connection with my dad,

who I love.
A word, by the way,

neither of us would say
to each other,

not for another 40 years,

and then, only at the urging

of a very judgmental
hospice worker.

Dad! I'm here!

I'm ready to box!

You changed your mind?

The nuns will be pleased.

They got heavy money
on Hurley.

[ Telephone rings ]

You sure
this is what you want?

Hello?

It's Peggy.

She says nobody's dead,

but, uh, she still wants
to talk to you.

Hi.

No, but he's about to.

All right.

I'll tell him.

Bye.

Theater just called.

I guess some kid named Bobby
got sick?

They want you
to go on tonight.

Really?

As Don Quixote?!

They didn't say
which donkey.

Dad, I'm sorry,

but I really have
to do the show.

[ Sighs ]

No.

I'll drive you.

You sure?

Yeah.

We can swing by the house,
pick up your donkey costume.

He's always so superior.

We couldn't order popcorn
on our practice date

because he said salt
is bad for you.

At this point,
he's just making stuff up.

Wait,
what's a practice date?

Nothing.

Not really the meat
of the story.

[ Tap ]

[ Tap ]

Lawrence?

Hey, uh,
I'm looking for Eddie.

Does he happen
to be up there?

Say I'm not here.

He'll be right down.

What did you do that for?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Maybe if I practiced
for tonight,

I might have handled it
better.

♪♪

Lawrence: Hey, man.

Hi.

Just wanted
to talk about tonight.

About us.

I can see you two
need to be alone.

[ Sighs ]

Look, I know you'd rather be
inside with Wendi --

Is that an option?

Wendi: No! Talk!

He's your brother
and you love him!

Okay!

Geez.

So...

about earlier.

Um...

So, being the oldest,
I guess I always felt pressure

because I realized
you guys all looked up to me.

Eh.

And then I went to the seminary
and became a "big deal."

Now that I've quit...

I'm not so exalted
anymore.

I'm just the guy
that disappointed Dad.

And God.
Don't forget God.

[ Police siren wails
in distance ]

I-I'll see you later,
kid.

Uh, you got change for the bus,
right?

Yeah.

[ Exhales sharply ]

Bobby?

You're sick.

It would seem not.

But Jenny called my mom.

That wasn't Jenny,
Understudy.

That was me!

A little thing
I like to call acting.

Why?

W-what do you get
out of being so mean?

Just a little taste of the power
that Gregg has over me.

Who's Gregg?

He's not my dad,
I'll tell you that!

You raced all the way over here
for nothing,

which is all you'll ever be,
Understudy.

Nothing!

[ Laughing ]

Just as my dancing
had informed my boxing,

that night,
my boxing elbowed its way

into my performing career.

- [ Grunts ]
- Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

That's enough, Slugger.

Miss Jenny,
Timmy hit me!

I want him
out of the show!

I can hardly understand a word
you're saying.

Because he struck me!

Well, somebody
was bound to.

And you certainly can't go on
like that.

Timmy, go get in costume.
It's your big night.

What?!
You hear that, Dad?

I'm going on after all!

That's great.

No, this is absurd!

You don't reward the understudy
for injuring the star!

It sets
a terrible precedent.

You'll turn Broadway
into a charnel house!

You sure you can't
stick around

to watch me do this
tonight?

Well, I did find
a broken parking meter.

Seems a shame
to waste that.

[ Chuckles ]

Listen, kid,
I'll never understand

this thing you like,
this...

jumping around like a chimp
in front of people.

But I recognize passion
when I see it.

I think "Homicide" Hurley
got off easy tonight.

Now go.

Break your legs.

♪♪

To be honest, man, I --
[ Sighs ]

I don't really know
who I am anymore.

You're still, like,
the smartest person I know.

[ Chuckles ] Yeah,
but most of the people you know

live in our house.

And when it comes
to the real world, this dating stuff,

you're like
a million times smarter than me.

You can do this, man!

Just be fun.

Less talk about
socialized medicine

and more, "Hey, look at
the upside-down boat."

I get it, you know?

Less smarty-pants...

more Eddie-pants.

I got to get going, man.
You know what?

I never thought you got insecure
about anything.

But it turns out
you're as screwed up as I am.

Hey,
they're my parents, too.

[ Insects chirping ]

Where are you going?

The Fergusons are in Dallas
for a funeral.

They've got a home gym
and a doggy door.

♪ The world will be better
for this ♪

♪ That one man,
scorned and covered with scars ♪

I was hitting every note,
landing every line,

and playing it all
to the back of the crowd,

which, that night,
was row seven.

But that didn't matter,

because my family was there.

♪ To reach
the unreachable staaaaaars ♪

[ Applause ]

[ Snoring ]

Did I miss the donkey?

You were really very good
in the show.

So loud.
I could hear all your words.

It was
a very special night.

I know.

Even Dad stayed.

Mm.

I'm gonna remember it
forever.

You should.

Because it's never gonna
happen again.

Good night, dear.

Will you tuck us in, too,
Mom?

Did you have
a theatrical triumph tonight?

No.

Night, boys.

Night, Joey.

[ Rock music playing ]

♪♪