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[door creaks open]

[Ethan]
Dada?

[male voice]
Mm.

Dada?

Mm.

Mm.

[sighing]

There are no bad
people coming, okay?

How do you know?

Well, 'cause there
are two cars in
the driveway.

There are plenty of other
houses with no cars
in the driveway

that they're
going to instead.

What if they
cant see the cars?

If they can't
see the cars

then they need to
have their eyes checked.

Good night.

Can you leave
the light on?

Brighter?

Go to
sleep now.

Could I have a
glass of water?

[alarm beeping]

When's Mama
getting home?

Sometime after lunch.

Mm. This
toast is burnt.

Fire me.

Is Grandpa Ernie gonna
eat every meal with us?

Only if he's good.

If he's bad, we force
him to eat in his
own room.

Excuse me.
Your room.

Gimme. I'll scrap
off the burnt.

No, it's fine.

Will he smell bad?
Last time he was here
he smelled like pee.

Ew. Can we not
talk about pee
during breakfast?

You can
block your nose.

Like this, see?
Right now, I cant
smell a thing.

- Are you done yet?
- No.

Be done. Now.
Now. Come on,
come on.

Have you decided
about prom yet?

Because I have to
sign up for it
by tomorrow.

Can we talk about
that when Mama gets
home, please?

Will everybody at
the prom be gay?

Yeah. That's why they call
it the Gay and Lesbian
Prom, moron.

Are lesbians gay?

Okay, thats it.
No more. No more.
Enough.

No more questions.
Out. You.

And yes, they are.

No one's gonna
do anything.

They have like a
million chaperons.

I don't want you
dancing with college
kids, period.

What are they
gonna do, rape me?

Can we not talk
about this right now?

I'm not interested in
being with someone
who's older.

I just wanna dance
with other people
who are gay.

I think I'd
rather talk about
the smell of pee.

Huh.

You know, it's very nice
of you to give up
your room.

Very generous.

Do I have a choice?

Come on. Hop, hop,
hop, hop, hop, hop,
hop, Peter Cottontail.

You know, I'm gay whether
I go to the prom or not.

We'll talk about
it when Mama
gets home.

Do you think Grandpa
Ernie will die soon?

I don't know.

Did you remember
your violin music?

Yes.

Do you think people
come back after they die?

Like as other
people or things?

No. I mean, I, I think
you sort of just die
when you die.

You know, go back in
the sky, all your atoms
and stuff.

That's what I think.

I hope I come
back as a flower.

They smell
really good.

Okay. I could see that.
I mean, I agree.

Flowers are good.
It's a good life,
a flower's life, I think.

Not a very long
life, but a
good life.

I'll see you later.

Don't forget
your violin.

[Ned]
Hey, it's me.

Um, I hope you
guys made it to
the airport okay.

I guess I'll, I'll
just meet you at
baggage claim.

Um--I miss you.

God help us.

Oh, and we gotta deal
with that gay prom thing.

It's not going
away. Okay?

I love you.

What about anal?
My straight friends tell
me anal's the new oral.

So, Darren, Lindsay
in the shower.

Lindsay feels
Darren coming up
the Panama Canal.

I haven't seen
that on TV.

[Brian]
Maybe Lindsay
straps one on

and Darren's
not into it.

No. Seen
it before.

Maybe he
is into it.

What if they try
to screw but she
gets terrible gas.

Come on, people,
we have five
shocking moments

in every script.
We only have three.

Ned, true or false.
Anal's the new oral.

Uh, I'd settle for oral
being the new oral,
but that's me.

My wife didn't like it.
It gave her the runs.

Okay. What if Lindsay
develops a thing for
her Dalmatian

and it turns into this
incredible obsession?

Yes! Thank you.
Bestiality, the final
frontier. I love it.

Right?

You don't think
that's a little
bit unrelatable?

You're talking like
a fucking executive.

There is
nothing unrelatable
about sex with animals.

I know a lot
of people
who've done it.

Sex with one's dog is
the new sex with
one's cat.

I don't give a fuck
about unrelatability
as long as it is shocking.

And what if they
didn't have sex
for an episode?

Personally, I'd
find that pretty
shocking.

[cell phone rings]

Are we keeping
you from something?

Sorry. Um--I have to
pick up my wife at
the airport.

Her father's
coming in and--

When are we
getting your script?

Well, I
wanted to talk
to you about that.

The next couple
of days are gonna be
kinda tough

because of
Jeannie and I--

No. Monday.

Okay. Monday,
I'll try.

Don't try.
Just do it.

Act four.
Two shocking moments.

[horns honking]

[siren wails]

[cell phone rings]

Shit.

[Ned]
Hey, you made it.

Where are you?

Stuck. Traffic
is unbelievable.
How's Ernie?

Uh--chipper.

How was getting
him there?

It's been a little tough,
but we're hanging in
there, right, Ernie?

[hushed tone]
Don't get a ticket,
but hurry.

[beep]

Dad?

At least they
didn't lose our luggage.
That's a relief, right?

You need
the bathroom
or anything?

It's just a side effect.
They told us it might
happen, right?

You can change
as soon as you
get home.

- [Ned] Hey!
- It won't be too long now.
Here you go.

Sorry I'm late.
The traffic.

Doesn't matter where
you're going

or what time you go
it's always bad.

How are ya?

Hey, Ernie.
You look good.

Welcome to
the Big Apple.

[Ned]
You must
be pooped.

It's been quite
a whirlwind,
huh, Dad?

I sold just
about everything

except his favorite
chair and ottoman.

They'll be here
in a few weeks.

And his upstairs neighbor
is gonna try to sell his
electric wheelchair

which is
too heavy
to ship out.

You won't see a dime.
She'll spend it
on drugs.

She's 83. I think
we can trust her.

She was always saying
hello in the elevator

asking me
how was I doing...

if she could do
anything for me.

Very manipulative.

[snoring]

I don't even
like him.

You're a
good daughter.

I'm a
guilty daughter.

I should have found a
place for him there.
He's toxic.

You couldn't keep jumping
on a plane every time
he fell down

or called you from some
emergency room with
chest pains.

I haven't spent this
much time with him
in 30 years.

I already feel
like I did then.

He's not happy unless
he can make you as
depressed as he is.

Well, look.
He's here.

You're gonna have to
find some way to deal
with it

or you're just
gonna be miserable
all the time.

This is perfect.
I finally get
three clients lined up

now I gotta
cancel them.

I'm sure they'll
come back.

I tried to explain
to him again
what I did.

He said he would like
to see the studies

showing the efficacy of
touch for the treatment
of pain.

[laughing]

Oh, shit.
I gotta go.

- Look at this.
- What?

The doctor said to keep
him away from alcohol,
including mouthwash.

That's why he goes
through so much
of it.

He's like a teenager.

At least he's
not a gay one.

- [cell phone ringing]
- We gotta talk to Jonah
about this gay prom thing.

I don't want
him to go.

He can be mad at us,
I don't give a shit.

This is Ernie's
doctor in Detroit.
I have to take this.

I don't want him to go.
He can logic us to death.

- Hello?
- He's not going.

Yes, I did.
Thank you for
getting back to me.

Anyways, I don't
want to be the one who
always says no.

No. The one you gave
me was two years old.
It's completely outdated.

- [Ned] I think it's pretty
important that we present
- [Jeannie] Well, someone
must have written

- [Jeannie] something
down somewhere.
- [Ned] the united front here,
don't you think?

- [Jeannie] He was in the
hospital for two weeks.
- [Ned] So that I'm not
always the bad guy?

No, no, no. Its another
Bliss. My father lived
in Belleville. Yes.

Yeah.

We've been
through this.

Okay, I'm, I'm gonna leave now.
I'll call you when I'm on
my way back.

Welcome back.

No, he's not dead.
He's in New York.

[horn honks]

Gotta go.

Hey.

[kissing noises]

I missed you.
Look at you.

It looks like you've
grown two inches in
a week.

Your hair is huge.

How's Ernie?

It's gonna take him
a little while
to get reoriented.

Pretty big change.

Is he still sad
that Shirlee died?

Very. But he's
been pretty sad
for a long time.

How are you?
I've missed you.

I had a dream
the other night
that your plane crashed

and you were killed.

You know, there's a much
better chance of dying
in a car crash

than in a plane.

Anyway, I'm back,
safe and sound.

[Ned]
What's he thinking,
you know?

There's more, Dad.
You want it?

I, it gets
me so pissed off,
because I waited

I waited a week
for the notes on
that outline

and then he's like,
hurry up, I need
it yesterday.

[Ethan]
These taste weird.

Are these
the ones from
Whole Foods?

[Jeannie]
Yes, they are.

And they're the kind
you like. Eat them.

My boss is very, uh...

- unpredictable.
- [Ernie snorts]

[Jonah]
So I'm supposed
to bring a check

for the prom
by tomorrow.

And if I'm late, it's
ten dollars extra.

Can we not talk
about the prom
right now?

Mama just got home.

We'll talk
about it later.

You want some salad, Dad?

You need to have something.
You've barely eaten all day.

I need
my shit-kit.

Ned, could you?
It's in the bathroom.

I can get it.
I'm not dead
yet, goddamn it.

What's a shit-kit?

Here, let me
with that, Ernie.

It's a kit
that cleans shit.

Would you mind?

This fucking thing--
Jesus Christ!
Piece of crap!

- No big deal, Ernie.
- Careful of the glass.

Why she didn't bring the
goddamn scooter is a
mystery to me!

It was too heavy,
I told you.

Why the hell didn't you
let me die there in the
first place?

I didn't ask you
to fuckin' move
me here!

[coughing]

Ned, could you take
him in his room and
help him change?

Sure, I'd
love to.

Ready, Ernie?

Eat. Eat.

[keyboard clicking]

Hey.

Hey.

What are
you doing?

Just chatting
with some friends.

Anyone I know?

Not really.
Just kids
from school.

Ah. You're not talking
to people you don't know,
are ya?

Uh, you mean
potential pedophiles?

Mm-hm.

Just the ones who
live around here.

All right. It's after ten.
Why don't you shut
it down now?

Can I have
five more minutes?

No. Can you just shut
it down without a
big negotiation?

Do you think I like coming
down here and being the
Internet police guy?

No. I don't.

It's after ten.
Now, shut it down.

Okay. Fine. Just
let me say goodbye.

I wouldn't want to
be rude to a priest.

[chuckles]

You...

You know, the day my
mother married him

that morning her
mother told her she
was making a mistake.

That she
was climbing--

Climbing into a sick bed.
I know, you told me.

At my brother's funeral

he was furious at my
mother for crying
too loud--

for making a scene.
He told her to shush
at her son's funeral.

I know.
I know.

He's just
such an idiot.

[sigh]
Well, you know,
he was, um

he was probably
upset too. He just...

Don't. Don't.

What?

Don't come running to his
defense every time I'm
mad at him.

Which is pretty
much all the time.

This is a huge
adjustment for me

having him
so close.

It's nothing I
ever anticipated, okay?

It's gonna take
me some time.

Okay.

[scoffs]

[sighs]

How often do you
and your wife
have sex?

Not as often
as I'd like. Why?

How often do you
fantasize about
someone else

when you and
your wife have sex?

Not as often as
I should. Why?

I've never been
in a relationship
for so long.

I don't know how
you married guys do
it, day in, day out.

Yeah, that's, uh--

I feel like I'm
turning to dust.

That's how it
is sometimes.

This is your son?

Yes.

He's cute.

Does he have
a girlfriend?

No. Not really.
Not, uh, not yet.

The B story.
It doesn't work.

I've already
written it, Garrett.

Rewrite it.
It sucks.

He overdoses
on painkillers.

That is boring.

I mean, I've seen that.
I've done that.

Surprise me.
He gets high.

He runs over someone.
Paralyzes them. Breaks
their leg. I don't know.

Shock me.

[moans]

[piped in music]

[Ernie]
Where are we?

We're at the
doctor's, Dad.

My gums hurt.
I gotta see
a dentist.

Well, I'll call mine.
We'll see when there's
an opening.

Look, they're bleeding.
I've gotta see one
right away.

I'll call when
we get home.

And I gotta see
a urologist, too,
you know.

I got, I got a rash on
the head of my
penis, I think.

My, my balls
are unusually
tender and--

Dr. Elias can
look at them.

Is he a specialist?

He's a
geriatric internist.

Well, I wanna see
a specialist, okay?

And I gotta
see a cardiologist
too with this arrhythmia.

They're gonna have
to up my digitalis.

One thing at
a time, okay? I
can't do everything.

I gotta--
I gotta pee.

Dad, I wish you wouldn't
do that. I can take you.

If I gotta wear these
fuckin' things--

I might as well
use 'em.
[moans]

[sucks in deep]

[exhales]

You're here late.

I have to rewrite
the whole B story.

Apparently, overdosing
on drugs

and falling out a
window is too soft.

Isn't that sort
of the whole point
of the episode?

The great
downward spiral?

Yeah, it was.
Now it's incest.

[laughs]
Takes the edge off.

No, thanks.
I like my edge.

[laughs]

Why are
you still here?

Oh, my ex is
moving out.
Finally.

It's better if
I'm not there.

[horn blaring in distance]

How long have you
guys been together?

Too long.
Almost a year.

Hmm. Is
he a writer?

Actor.

Ooh.

[chuckles]
Never again.

Yeah.

They're so
fucking needy.

How long have you and
your wife been together?

Uh, 19 years.

Wow!
Nineteen years?

Yeah, we met
in college.

That is quite
an accomplishment
in this business.

Yeah.

Two kids?

Three. My
father-in-law's
the youngest.

Oh, that sucks.

Yes, it
does, actually.
[laughs]

I mean, it's one thing
if it's your parent, but
taking care of someone else's.

You gotta be a saint.

I'm sure your wife
is very appreciative.

You'll have a Get Out of
Jail Free card for the
next ten years.

[chuckles]
Could come
in handy.

Hang in there,
Mother Teresa.

Later.

[Jeannie]
And then they tell
us we have to see

three other
doctors every
three months

at the VA just so they can
approve covering the cost

of all the meds
he's taking.

These can't be
his regular doctors.

We have to see other
doctors in between
those doctors.

He's taking 17
prescription drugs.
Seventeen.

Anything good?
We could start
a side business.

The Procrit alone
costs $900 a month

and that's not even
one of the ones
they cover.

Ouch. Okay. No more
work day, okay?

No, no more,
no more doctors.

No more meds.

No more, no
more irritating
bowel disorders.

Irritable bowel syndrome.

Okay. No more bowel
anything. Okay?

I told Jonah he
could go to
the prom.

[stammers]
I thought we
were gonna present

a united front
on this one.

He needs to be
with other kids
like him, Ned.

Okay, but he doesn't
need to be with guys who
are ten years older than him.

He's just
gonna get hit on.

There are plenty
of chaperons.

Who'll what? Follow him
into a bathroom when he
gets a blow job in a stall?

He's not going
there for sex.

He's gonna be
with his friends
from the GSA.

How do you know
what he's gonna do?

We don't even
know what he's doing.

He's on that
computer all night.

I have no idea
who he's talking to.

Do you know who
he's talking to?

If we're too controlling,
he's just gonna act out
in other ways

that'll end up
being even worse.

You mean if
I'm too controlling.

[Ernie]
God damn it!

I'll go.

I'll go.
He's my
fucking father.

Can it be sooner?
His gums are bleeding.

That would be great.
Yes. Thank you so much.

Wai-wai-wai-wait, wait,
wait. Could you hold
the elevator, please?

[male voice]
Sure, maam.

Great. Thank you so much.
They can see you next week.

Yeah, what about
the urologist?

Every time I pee, it
stings like a son
of a bitch.

You should feel
my balls. Oh.

[groan]

He's 13. What do
I do with a fucking
13-year-old?

You play catch
with him.

No, you
play catch
with him.

The only balls
I touch are Randy's.

And even those I'm
getting bored with.

It's not about
what you do, Garrett.

This is about
you two bonding.

And it's only for
a couple of weeks.

Oh, his son's so angry
since the divorce.

And then Randy phones him,
he gets angry, then
he's crying

and then he hangs up.

It's torture.

Fantastic first script.
Applause for Brian.

Give it up,
let's hear it.

Those sorority girls,
they're nasty.

I love 'em.
This is good.

Very testosterone.
Very male.

Little tweak.
Not too bad.

Fucking fantastic
first script.

Thank you
very much.

How's yours
coming along?

Oh, good.
You know.

No, I don't. That's
why I'm asking.

It's just, I'm in
the thick of
it still.

Can't tell yet.
But I think good.

[imitates Ned's voice]
That's reassuring.

[violin music]

You should work
on your legato .

It's an Italian word.

It means to bind,
to tie together.
[clears throat]

From the
Latin, ligare .

I'm just learning it.

You're learning
it wrong.

Your bowing's jerky.

Did you ever
play the violin?

I know what good
musicianship is.

I was a percussionist
in high school and
the Army.

I listen to Ellington
and Basie. It's not
just about the notes.

He's just beginning it,
Dad. It's a very
difficult piece.

If you learn it
wrong, it's twice
as difficult.

He's playing
for enjoyment.

He's not planning
on being a professional.

Well, I guess then it
doesn't matter how
well he plays.

You were never able
to take criticism either.

I think it depends
on how it's given.

There's no easy way
to give it. It's
like medicine.

You just take it,
if you really want
to get better.

Night.

What am I gonna do
with his son when
he comes?

Randy says he's
a real boy-boy.

I have no idea
what a boy-boy
talks about.

What do you talk
about with your son?

Uh, clean your room,
shut down the computer,
things like that.

[deep sigh]

How long have you and
Randy been together?

Two and a half
years. It's
a record.

Except when I was 15 and
I fell madly in love
with a seminarian.

How old was he?

Twenty-five.

Must have been weird.

I mean, you know,
the whole age difference.

Some gays like
'em young.

Night, Garrett.

[violin playing]

[Jeannie]
He was supposed to
call me back by six.

[smoke alarm beeping]

He increased the dosage
and so now he's
getting dizzy.

He also is complaining
about constipation.

You know what?
If you could just
have him call me back

that would be great.

Ow, God! Damn him!

[beeping continues]

Don't you have some
homework to do?

[door opens
and closes]

[beeping stops]

You okay?

Mama burnt
dinner again.

We spent five hours
at the VA waiting to
see someone.

Finally I just left.
I had to pick up Ethan.

So now I'm taking him
back there tomorrow.

[Ned]
It's okay. I didn't
want lasagna anyway.

I can't do it all.
Chauffeur him to
the doctor

pick up Ethan,
go shopping,
make dinner

try to resuscitate
my nonexistent,
fucking career.

It's fine. We
can order out.

You can never have
too many burritos.

[Jonah]
I'm off!

Hey, hey, whoa-whoa-
whoa-whoa. Come here.

What?

You're going to
the prom like that?

Yeah, it's a dance.
It's not like
a formal thing.

Don't they have a--
a dress code
or anything?

I think he
looks fantastic.

Thanks.

You look great.
You look hot.

Knock 'em dead.
Have fun.

I want you
to change.

Ned.

I think he
should change
or he can't go.

This is what
people wear
to a dance.

Why don't you just
go in a jockstrap?

You're being ridiculous.
[horn honks]

You can sorta see
the outline of your
penis in those.

Will you
shut up?

You can't go dressed
like that. I'm sor--

I'm gonna tell Ashley's
mother you're not coming.

Okay, fine, fine.
I'll change.

Thank you.

Asshole.

Hey! Hey! Say that again
and you're never going
to a dance.

He can't go dressed
like a hustler.

What's a hustler?

That doesn't concern you.
Will you go to your
room, please?

You're overreacting.

If that was your
daughter, would
you tell her, uh

that, uh, she looked
hot and to knock
'em dead?

- I want him
to enjoy himself.
- No, no, no.

But, but if it was
your daughter

going out dressed
like that, you'd be,
like, bye, honey.

Nice tits. Have
fun at the dance.

He's not our
daughter, he's
our son.

Who's gay. It's
the same thing except
you can't get pregnant.

He's not
stupid, Ned.

No, but he's horny.
That makes people stupid.

Is it some
pedophile you're
worried about

or the thought of
him doing it with
another boy?

Have you even told
anybody that
he's gay?

I'm off.
Is that better?

Yes. Thank you.

You look nice.
My sweater looks
good on you.

Great. See ya.

I'll pick you up in
front of the hotel
at 11:30, okay?

[door closes
loudly]

Did that sweater
look that gay on me?

[dancing music]

I have to get
something to
drink. Okay.

[Ernie]
Who is that?

It's Ethan.

Come here.

Hey.

Hey, do me a favor,
would ya, pal?

There's some, some
pills in the kitchen.

Go get 'em
for me, okay?

I don't know where
they are. I'll ask
my mom.

No, no, no, no.
I don't wanna disturb
your mother, okay?

Look, I, I, I bother
her too much as it is.

Besides, we don't want
her to get mad at us, huh?

They're in a cabinet
over the fridge.

Little, uh,
little white pills.

I'll, I'll give you
a dollar, okay?
Come on.

Good boy.

Hey. There
you go, champ.

Open that thing up
for me, will ya? My
fingers are too stiff.

[Jeannie]
What are
you doing?

You can't have any
of those, Dad.
I told you.

If they kill me, good.
Good. Ah, who the
hell cares anyway?

I care!
[grunt]

Go to bed, Ethan.

He told me not
to bother you.

It's okay. It's
not your fault.

We'll talk about
it tomorrow.
It's okay.

You wanna kill
yourself, Dad, you
should have done it

before I moved you
out here and saved
me the trouble.

But you're
not doing it
in my house

and you're not
using my son as
an accomplice.

So, you here
by yourself?

Uh, no. No. I'm,
I'm with a friend
from school.

Oh, cool.

Male or female?

Uh, female.

How 'bout you?

Oh, boyfriend.

Yeah, but we're
breaking up.

Do you wanna dance?

Yeah. Sure.

Come on.

What do
you think?

They said they'll probably
have an opening by the
end of the month.

He'll hate it, but he
hates everything, so what
difference does it make?

Four thousand a month?

Uh, more.

Depends on what level
of care he needs.

The really nice ones
are between five
and ten.

Can he afford it?

No, we'd have to pitch in
about $3,000 a month.

Ah.

Unless you wanna
keep him here.

But then you'll have to pay
for my institutionalization

which will probably end
up costing you even more.

I don't know
what I was thinking.

It's like, 20 years of therapy,
you think I'd never had any.

[breathes deep]
Well--

it's a good thing
I love my job.

I better go
pick up Jonah.

Before someone
else does.

[club music]

[sighing]

[club music]

It's almost 12.

Yeah. Okay. Sorry.
But five more minutes?
This song is about to end.

Now. You were supposed
to meet me outside.

Where's Ashley?

Her mom picked
her up early.

Okay. Let's go.
I'm double parked.

Oh, my God! That
was so much fun.

I think I just lost
five pounds in sweat.

I just couldn't
stop dancing.

What happened
to Ashley?

Um, she got nauseous

so her mom had
to pick her up early.

How was
the food?

I think that's what made
her nauseous. I, myself,
avoided the sushi.

Mm.

So, who'd you
dance with?

Um, mostly Ashley.

Um, and then
when she left

I met this group of
girls from Taft

and I became
their best friend.

Who was the guy you
were with when
I came in?

Uh, Ian,
I think
was his name.

But I'm not sure.
The music was too loud.
[chuckles]

How old is he?

I feel like this is
the third degree
or something.

No, no, no. I'm just,
you know, interested.

Well, uh, sorry.

He didn't show me
his birth certificate,
so I, I'm, I'm not

I'm not sure
how old he was.

Definitely looked like
he was in college
to me.

I personally think
you'd be better off

going out with
someone who's a
little more your age.

We're not going out.
We danced. We met
at a dance.

You mind if we not talk
about this, because I
had a good time.

And I'd rather
not wreck it.

Okay.[sniff]

[loud radio music]

[Garrett]
No, no, it's, it's like
a homeless shelter. Look.

He designs
million-dollar houses.

He can't live
in a fucking cave.

[Brian]
Wow.

Seems in a
pretty shitty mood.

I'm, uh, I'm guessing it's
my script. I saw him reading
it at lunch and--

He say
anything to you?

[muffled]
No, he's just
tired and grumpy.

I'm sure it's got
nothing to do with
your script.

Really seemed
to love yours.

Well, I got a rape,
a threesome, and a
mutilated pet.

What's not to love?

That's true.

Come on, he's
just being generous.

I'm sure he's gonna
rewrite the whole thing.
[clears throat]

Brian, there you are.

Uh, Garrett wants to
distribute your script
this afternoon

and a couple of your
names didn't clear.

I need you to give me
some alternatives.

Absolutely.
[chuckles]

Wow. Looks like he
doesn't plan on
touching a thing.

[chuckles]
That's great.

[chuckles]
Ah, it's just
beginner's luck.

Gah, I tell you what,
he is going to be raving
about your script

in exactly the
same way. Hmm?

Wow.

[piano music playing]

Ernie?

[loud music continues]

Ernie?

[band playing
Sweet Georgia Brown ]

[music continues]

[click]
[music stops]

You should get dressed.

We have to leave
for Ethan's concert.

Uh, look, I really need
to stay near a bathroom.

Why don't you
just go ahead, okay?

I, I promise I won't
kill myself while
you're gone, all right?

Uh-huh.

Scout's honor.

I'll lock up
the knives.

We won't be late.

What were you
dreaming about?

Nothin'. I
was listening
to Butch Miles.

He was Count Basie's
best drummer, after
Jo Jones.

Met him once. But I was
too nervous to even
say hello.

Your mother did
all the talking.

[music starts again]

So I bought him a
cap gun, a
water gun.

I bought him a baseball
glove made out of
kangaroo leather.

I bought him a,
a hoop, a hoop thing,
for basketball, hydra something.

Hydra-Rib. Yeah.
What'd that
run you?

Like, uh, six,
seven hundred bucks.

As long as I don't
have to touch
the thing

or watch a kung fu
movie, I don't
give a shit.

Randy's in
charge of athletics.
I just sign the checks.

You change
those names?

Yeah, it's done.

The script
doesn't work.

It just--it
doesn't work.

Okay.

It's boring.
The marriage is boring.
The drinking is boring.

His fight over
those boring
kids is boring.

I just want something else.
I want something unexpected.

Okay.

Let him screw a
hooker with AIDS.

Okay.

No, no, no.
He's-- I've
seen that before.

Just something new.

You've been married
a gazillion years.

You must be
bored senseless.

What do you wanna do?

Uh, I'll
find something.

Yeah, well, find it
with Robin. She's
gonna help you.

She's been on the show
since the beginning.

She was with me
in L.A. She knows
what I like.

Keep it fresh,
right, and sexual.

You know, there's not
enough sex in this
episode anyway.

And do it by Thursday
'cause the studio's
on my back.

Look, it's a process.
And it's hard.

And no one's
getting fired.

Marni? What
time am I editing?

[door closes]

Well. That went even
worse than I imagined
it would.

[Robin]
Ned, it's not
that big a deal.

- He over-dramatizes things.
You know that.
- Yeah.

I read it, I thought
it was good.

When were you
gonna tell me?

- He asked me not
to say anything.
- [scoffs]

Okay, look. We're gonna
go through it. We'll come
up with some new beats.

We'll throw in some
sex with a 15-year-old.
He will love it.

- Yeah. Try a five-year-old,
then you're in the ballpark.
- It'll be fun.

- We can work at my place.
- We can work here.
- It's right over the bridge.

- I hate this place.
It's too sterile.
- It's fine.

I do it all the time,
all right? We're
gonna order in.

It's not even gonna
feel like work.

Wow. This is,
uh, impressive.

[chuckles]
Writing for television
does have its perks.

So I hear.

[cell phone rings]

Sorry.

Don't worry.

[beep]
Hey.

[Jeannie]
Where are you?

His concert's
about to start.

Oh, shit!

I completely forgot.

I have to work.

Garrett hated
the script.

He didn't hate it.
Stop exaggerating.

Who is that?

Robin. He, uh, he
wants her to rewrite
it for me.

With you, asshole.

We have to re-break it
and give it to him
by Monday.

I'm sorry. There's
nothing I can do.

Okay.

Tell Ethan I'm
really bummed,
all right?

I'm sure
he'll understand.

Look, I have to go.
It's about to start.

Tell him I want
a private recital
tomorrow night.

Okay? Love you.

Love you too.

I say we swim
before we work.

Helps wipe
the slate clean.

My ex's. The only thing
of his I didn't burn.

Basement. Meet
you there.

Uh--

[footsteps fading away]

[orchestra music playing]

[jazz music playing]

Okay. I am now
officially coveting
your life.

[chuckles]
Isn't it fab?

And no one's ever in it.
I got spoiled living
in L.A.

There's just something
so primal about swimming,
so purifying.

You're really
good at this,
aren't you?

At what?

You know
how to live.

Well, I figure you
better enjoy it while
you got it.

The world could
end tomorrow, right?

What if he
fucks his boss?

Uh, his
wife's pregnant.

Don't you think
the audience would
hate him?

I don't think so.

I think
he's overwhelmed,
he's ambivalent.

I bet 80% percent of
the male audience has
either done it

or wished
they'd done it.

And maybe
she's addicted to
doing it in public.

Dressing rooms,
parks, at work.

The danger's just an
incredible turn-on
for both of them.

It's like she
introduces him to his
deepest, darkest desires.

Just a thought.

Could work.

We should probably
start. Time's a wastin'.

Um, Im, Im, Im
just gonna, you know,
swim a couple laps.

Purify myself.

Okay.

Shit.

[Ethan]
I still think
I suck.

You didn't suck.
You were fantastic.

He knows he
didn't suck.

He's just, he's
being manipulative

as a way to
get more praise.

First of all, you
don't play the violin,
so you don't know.

Mm-hmm.

And second of all, you
always say you didn't
do good on a test

and then you get
it back and it's an A.

That's entirely different

because you can't know
how you did on a test.

It's late, you guys.
Wash up and get
ready for bed.

[Ethan]
You can't know how
you did in a concert, either.

Dad, we're home.

And you don't know how
it's supposed to sound

'cause you're
not a musician.

[Ernie, slurred singing]
♪ No gal made
Puts a shade ♪

♪ Sweet Georgia Brown ♪

♪ Guys all sigh,
I wanna die, for
Sweet Georgia Brown ♪

Oh, God.
Oh, God.

[singing]

Hey.

I got it, Dad.

Have a
little nightcap,
you know?

Jonah, can
you help me?

Shirlee and I always liked
to have a little night cap.

Hey, where is old
Shirlee, anyways?
Shirlee!

Help me?

[groans]
All right.
I need a refill.

All right. We'll stand
up first and then I'll
have a re-- Oh.

Are you sure, I mean,
absolutely sure

we have 28
shocking moments
in every act?

Maybe we should
count them.

I think he's gonna
be in little
piggy heaven.

What pig wouldn't
be in heaven?
Sex in public? Mm?

True.

You know, I should
get a partner.

This is so much
more fun than
writing alone.

Oh, it has its pros
and cons, believe me.

Well, you are
definitely a pro.

You're very
good at this.

So are you.

You just need to listen
to that voice inside.

Trust it. Fuck
what people say.

Hmm.

The only trouble is

all the other voices
all demanding equal time.

Gets difficult
to hear your own.

Hmm.

I don't think that,
uh, well, I don't
think I, I can--

Sure you can.

I don't think I can.

Yeah. Just think of it
as a creative release.
Okay?

I can't. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I, I, I
can't do this.

How's Ernie?

Sleeping, finally.

I thought putting it
out of reach would
be safe.

I guess
I underestimated
his resourcefulness.

How was
Ethan's concert?

Long. But he
did great.

I'm sorry I
wasn't there.

I didn't have a
choice. I had to work.

Does drinking help
the creative process?

We had some wine.
Is that a problem?

I have a job.

If I wanna keep it,
certain things are
required of me.

Okay, fine. Be angry.
Why should tonight
be any different?

I just wiped my father's
ass and now I'm cleaning
up the vomit

from his alcoholic bender.
Am I allowed to be angry?

You're always angry.

You have a shitty
father, all right?

He's critical.
He's negative.
He doesn't love you.

How long are you
going to hold
onto them

until he's
fuckin' dead?

So you're the
only one who
gets to be angry.

I can see that what's
happening here is a
huge downer for you.

You can add
it to your list,
next to gay son

sucky job, and wife
who's over forty.

It's not quite the
party you were
hoping for?

Maybe there's a
better one happening
somewhere else.

I'm sorry I
missed your thing.

Mama said you
were fantastic.

I sucked.

[Jonah]
Oh, God.
You didn't suck.

You sounded great.

Ernie got drunk
and had diarrhea.

I heard.

It got on the floor
and Mama stepped
in it.

Well, that explains
her chipper mood.

Then she
started to cry.

Get some sleep.

Congratulations.

[weeping]

[weeping]

Morning.

Morning.

Morning.

Hey, so listen.
I'm gonna go to
Emily's tonight

and do some homework
and maybe watch
a movie.

Is Emily's mother
gonna be there?

Why? I'm gay.

I'd still like
an adult to
be present.

Sarah says she's bi,
but she hasn't even
told her mother yet.

That's because
Sarah's only
12 years old.

How can you possibly
know what you are

when you're only
12 years old?

Jonah knew when
he was 12.

Okay, you. Come on.
Come on. I'm driving
today and

I can't be late.
Let's go.

So can I tell
Emily that
it's cool?

[Jeannie]
I can't
take you.

I have to take Ernie
to an appointment

that's gonna last
a long time

and then I'm making
dinner and I just
can't take you.

It's, it's okay.
I can walk.

Thanks.

So you're meeting
me there, right?

I will if I can.

I can't do
this alone, Ned.

Can you please tell
Garrett it's
an emergency?

I haven't even
told Ernie yet.

Yeah, yeah. I'll,
I'll, I'll meet
you there.

Tonight's okay.
So pick me up

at the corner
of Lexington and
Jackson at seven.

[beep]

[knocks]

I brought you
some tea and toast.

[moans]
My head
is throbbing.

And some aspirin.

No, I'm too nauseous.

That was a lot of
gin you consumed.

It's better if
you keep it in
the freezer.

It's better if you
don't drink it.

That's what the
doctor said, right?

What the hell do
the doctors know?

They thought Tommy
had a parasite.

I found a place
I think you'll like.

There's a nurse
there on the premises.

They can bring you
whatever you like.

It's just not
working here, Dad.

I think you
were right.

It was a mistake to
bring you out here.

You did the
best you could.

I shouldn't
have had children.

Shouldn't have
been a father.

I didn't like
mine, either.

Well, I don't give
a fuck what they think.

I am not changing a
word. Not a period,
not a semicolon.

This is the story
I'm telling. Okay.

[beep]

I do not know if
I'm gonna make
this season.

The fucking bloodsuckers
are sucking me dry.

Good first act.

Rewrite, excellent. The
whole sex in public
session, I like it.

Need the rest
by tomorrow.

Uh, Garrett, is
there any chance
I could--?

Tomorrow.

[sniff]
The pollen count.

It must be at an
all-time high.
What is this?

Okay. Three more
acts to go. Easy
as pie.

I'm thinking
in Act Four--

Listen. Last
night, I--

Just forget
about it.

No. I shouldn't have--

I shouldn't
have, either.

We were drinking.
We were loose.
You're cute.

It won't
happen again.

Let me just grab a
coffee, I'll be back
in a sec.

I can't. Uh--

Do you, do you think
maybe we could do
this later, like

in a couple of hours?

Yeah. No problem.
If I'm not here, I'll
be at my place.

Stop by whenever.
I will get us a
little sushi.

Brain food. We can
zip right through it.

[Jeannie]
I think if we put up
some of your art posters

your chair
and your ottoman
could go over here.

Maybe we could get
a little bookshelf.

[Ned]
That'd be nice.

[Mitch]
We've got, uh, quite a few
residents from the Midwest.

Your neighbor across
the hall is from Ohio

I believe. He
was a cardiologist.

My brother was
a cardiologist.

He thought it
made him God.

[Mitch]
I think he'll be
very happy here.

He won't be happy anywhere.
He's been depressed
since the '50s.

[soft piano music]

The dining room
looks nice.

And they have,
uh, that, that art
appreciation guy

who comes in once a week.
I mean, that's right
up your alley.

[cell phone rings]
Sorry.

[ringing]

Hey. No, I
told him. Twice.

It is an emergency.

[old man number one]
I was a writer, too.

Published 15 novels.

Three of them optioned
by a major motion
picture studio.

Uh, look, I gotta go.

It is-- I know. I
know it's important.

I was the head
of Radiology

at Mount
Sinai Hospital
for 40 years.

Now I don't even
know my own name.

Look, tell him I'll
be there in an hour.
I'm leaving now.

[Anita]
You moving in, hon?
Or just visiting?

We're all just
visiting, aren't we?

Are you hungry?

I found a deli that
might even be better
than Abe's.

This is nice,
isn't it?

It reminds me
of that house
we rented.

I don't remember.

Belleville Lake?
I was a senior.

It was the summer
before Tommy died?

I don't know how you
survive losing a child.

Define survival.

I saw my first psychiatrist,
I was 28 years old.

Dr. Hochman.

He told me
that happiness

given my family history

was an unrealistic expectation.

You should have
found another doctor.

[chuckles]
I did.

Dr. Hochman proved
correct in his analysis.

[footsteps on stairs]

[Jonah]
Okay, I'm gonna go.

What time will
you be back?

Um, by eleven?

All right. Call me
before you leave, okay?

Maybe Dada
will pick you up.

- Uh, it's no big deal.
I, I can walk.
- Okay.

I'll have my cell
on. All right, bye.

Bye, love.

Ernie needs you.
He's having another
anxiety attack.

[engine turns]

[radio music]

Hey.

You smell good.

[radio music]

[club music]

What's up, man?
He's with me.

So you want
anything to drink?

Uh, I'm cool.

I'll get you
a beer, okay?

I think we should
probably go in the
nonalcoholic section.

Look, it doesn't matter.
These guys know me here.
They're cool.

I can't remember the
last time I got high.

Hmm. I do my
best thinking stoned.

Gets me out of the
whole linear thing,
you know.

Think outside
the box.

Hate the box.

It's never good.

I mean, if I was writing
a novel, I couldn't get
past page one.

But, I mean, we're not
exactly curing
cancer, right?

Now wait, no, no, no.
Never underestimate
the healing powers of, uh

butt-plugs
and three-ways.

So true.
[laughs]

[cell phone rings]

Hey.

How's it going?

Good. You know,
it's, uh, work.

How late do you
think you'll be?

Um, I don't
know. Why?

Maybe you could pick
Jonah up on your
way home?

I will if I can.

Ernie's having
an anxiety attack.

He's upset
about moving.

Makes sense.

We went to
Murray's for lunch.

We had a picnic
on the beach.

It was kind
of fun, actually.

That's a switch.
Now that you're
kicking him out

you actually like him.

Fuck--you.

Sorry. Look, I
should probably
go. I--

I have to finish
this tonight.

I'll call you when
I'm on my way
home, okay?

[club music]

[French jazz music]

Your turn.

[groan]

This is surreal.

It's like I've stepped
into someone
else's life.

Maybe it's your life
and you're stepping
back into it.

Ooh. That scares
me even more.

[laughs]

Jeannie doesn't do drugs.
She likes to be in control.

She likes the
illusion of control.

[snort]

Life is too short
for illusions.

I just wanna have
fun before the
party ends.

[cell phone rings]

What? No,
I have company.

None of
your business.

Let's go
for a swim.
Come on.

[club music]

Come on. Come on.

What are those?

Just a little something
to enhance the
experience, okay?

It's a Foxy.
It's better than X.

Lasts twice as
long and doesn't make
you nauseous. Come on.

No. I don't do drugs.

God, you don't
do anything.

Your parents have you
under a lock and key.

This is gonna serve 'em
right for not trusting you.
Here. Open your mouth.

No.

All right.

Here, swallow it?

Yes. You're gonna
like it. Trust me.
Come here.

Hi. I'm sorry
to call so late.

It's Jeannie Freed,
Jonah's mother.

He was supposed to be
home at 11 and I left
him a mes--

I thought he was spending
the evening with Emily.

I must have misunderstood.

Okay. Sorry to wake
you up. Bye-bye.

[beep]

[Ernie groans loudly]

Dad, what's wrong?

[groaning]

I can't breathe.

You're very cold. I'm
calling an ambulance.

[moaning]

Must cost a
fortune to
live here.

The more you spend,
the more you get. It's
the law of attraction.

No matter how much I make,
it seems like we're always
saving for the future.

Your future is here, Ned.
Right here. Right now.

Yeah.

[moaning]

[Matt]
Who the hell are you
fucking now, your dad?

I told you
I was busy.

Um, it, it's, it's okay.
Uh, I, I should go.

This another one
of your colleagues?

You know what, it's none
of your fucking business.

No. Well, I mean,
yeah, but, uh, hi.

I'm, I'm sorry.

There, this is a,
this, I should go.

No, don't.
He is. Now.

I need to
talk to you.

No, you need
to get your uninvited
ass outta here.

Hang on, hang on.

Not until we have
fucking talked!

- No, no, no, wait.
- Matt! What are you--?

What is
he doing? Oh.

Get away from him.
What are you thinking?

Matt, don't, no!
Get off of him!

You idiot!

[Matt screams]

That fucking
moron bit me!

[coughing]

Jesus! Matt!

[groaning]

You okay?

Yeah. I'm good.
I'm good.

What?

I just need
to talk to you.

Oh, fine.

I can't believe you
jumped in with the
Rolex I gave you.

Costs like $4,000,
you jerk-off.

[ambulance siren wailing]

How is he?

What happened to you?
Your eye's all swollen.

Someone, uh,
opened a door
as I was leaving

and it smashed
into my face.
What's happening?

I don't know
what's happening.

I'm waiting for the
doctor to come out
and tell me.

I don't know
where Jonah is.

Did you leave a
message on his phone?

I've left three.

Did you try calling
his friends? What
about Jasmine?

He hasn't been friends
with Jasmine in over
a year.

Okay. What about
the other one? Ashley.

It was 11:30 at night.
I called you

but you were too
busy to answer.

[beeping
and calling]

Hey, it's me.

Uh, we're
pretty worried about you,
so call us back, okay?

Little shit.

You smell
like chlorine.

Oh, come on. It's not
a big deal. It was
half a tab.

Listen, I need to go
because I told them
I'd be home. Excuse me.

You always do what
your mommy and daddy
tell you to? Look.

There's an upstairs.
Fifteen minutes.

We can do so much
in 15 minutes.

This is why you
came, isn't it?

I told you I
wasn't into drugs.

[club music out]

I don't understand
what that means.

[Dr. Lee]
The hearts operating
at about 20% capacity.

The blood flows just
enough to keep the
muscle alive

but it won't
be for long.

And what do
you recommend?

We could run more tests,
some of them invasive

and see what
our options are.

Don't you think
we should--?

And the alternative to
that would be what?

To let nature
take its course.

What does that mean
in terms of a prognosis?

It's not
an exact science.

But my guess would be
two months at the most.

Probably less.

[cell phone rings]

It's Jonah.

[hospital background noises]

How are
you feeling?

I don't
like hospitals.

Your heart's
not so good.

In fact, it
sort of sucks.

They wanna go in
and do some tests.

No!

No more tests.

Ernie, if they
don't do something--

"Despise not death

"but welcome it,
for nature wills it

like all else."
No more tests.

So what happened
to your face?

I was, uh,
leaving work

and someone slammed
a door in it.

Where were you?

Uh, I went, I went dancing
with some friends from GSA.

They wanted to,
to stay, so.

Was it fun?

It was okay.

Did you meet
anybody interesting?

No.

You will, you know.

You're gonna find
someone great.

A great guy who's
just right for you.

I promise.

Is he okay?

[sigh]

He seemed shaky.

I don't know
what happened.

Did you guys
have a fight?

No.

How's Ernie?

They brought him home
in an ambulance.

Hospital policy.

He thought it was
a police escort.

He seemed
to enjoy it.

That was some
sharp door.

Yeah.

Well, where is he? I'm
not waiting any longer.

Marni, call Ned.
Tell him we're
moving on. And--

Sorry. I was just
finishing this up.

What happened
to your eye?

Slammed it into
my steering wheel.

Did it help?

[Brian]
Look, what
if it's like, um--

What if it's like one
of those, uh, uh, those
sexual assaults in Mexico.

I forget the
name of the town.

[Eric]
Uh, Ciudad Juarez.

We're breaking
episode eight.

Yeah, right. It's like, you
know, the women are, um,
uh, kidnapped and raped

and, uh, sometimes
tortured and killed.

Better.

They actually
cut the nipples
off of the ladies

and they keep
them for mementos.

That's disgusting.
Use it for sweeps.

Why stop there?

Why not make one
of them a cannibal?

You know, maybe you
could take the husbands
of the women and, uh

and, uh, slice off
their penises and, uh

do what that guy
in Germany did.

You know, flambé and
eat it with a nice
glass of sherry

before he hacks off
the rest of their limbs

and freezes that
for further consumption.

I mean, that'd really
get 'em talking by the
water cooler, huh?

And then for the big finale,
maybe we could, oh,
I don't know

scour the atrocities of,
uh, Rwanda and Darfur.

Forget the Nazi death camps,
I mean, those guys
were pussies.

And see if we
can't find
some more

fun-filled sadomasochistic
games to keep 'em tunin' in.

That'd be fuckin'
fantastic, right?

Shock 'em to death.

Are you done?

To a crisp.

Oh, and I didn't slam
my eye into a
steering wheel.

I mean, how fucking
dumb would that be?

I was attacked by
Robin's psychopathic
ex-boyfriend

while she and I
were having public sex

in her very luxurious,
very warm, black-bottom
swimming pool.

[door opens
and closes]

Are you
fucking crazy?

Sorry. It all just
sorta came out.

[chuckles]
I told them you
were kidding

that you're stressed out
over your father-in-law.

Look, Ned, I'm sorry
about what happened
with my ex.

He just gets
wacko sometimes.

You should get
a restraining order.

Well, at least I'm not
stuck in a bad marriage.

I can get out
whenever it--

Stops being fun?

I never said it
was a bad marriage.

You were fucking
me underwater.
I just assumed.

I thought fun is what
you were missing.

Yeah.

Me too.

[Brazilian music,
female singing]

We used to do this
when I was little.

Pick up something,
join us.

[music continues]

[music continues]

[Jeannie]
Dad, what happened?

What's happening?

I better lay down.

[music stops]

My legs are cold.

Can't feel
my toes.

She said you might have
trouble with your circulation.

Your hands
are warm.

I don't wanna die alone.

You won't.

I'm right here.

"Nothing happens to anybody
which is not fitted by
nature to bear."

Bullshit.

I couldn't say goodbye
to Tommy before
he died.

I couldn't watch.

Dr. Karlin had to
give me a sedative.

I wasn't able
to bear that--

losing Tommy.

[mumbling]

You're only human, Dad.
He was your son.

They're good,
your boys.

They're beautiful.

I'm very lucky.

Sometimes luck has
nothing to do with it.

[sighing]

How's Ernie?

I think he's okay.

He doesn't seem to be
in any pain, so.

Thank you, God,
for morphine.

It's hard, isn't it?

The whole--parents,
children--

being married.

Yeah.

Kinda tough.

We have those
two beautiful boys.

We must be doing
something right.

Look--

Don't.

We'll talk
about it later.

We'll work it
out then, okay?

You look good.

I feel old.

But you look good,
that's the main thing.

[Ernie's death rattle]

[Ernie's last breath]

[knocking]

[Ethan]
I think
Ernie needs you.

[Garrett]
Fantastic rewrite.

Midget sex?

Christian Right's
gonna be all
over this.

What are you doing?

Leaving.

Just, uh, assumed
after my little,
you know.

Self-righteous
hyperbolic rant?

Yeah, that.

Well, not unless
you ask me nicely.

You were right.

Now, don't get used to that.
I don't say that very often.

But, you know,
sometimes I go
over the top.

The women sex
torture thing.

And even cable isn't ready
for cannibalism yet.

But, I do think a good
flambé penis story

you can put
in on children's
television. Somewhere.

Just, I'll get it in.
Next season. And you--

Good to see
you come out

get out of the box
and just fight there.

That was great.
Let loose.

Do it more often.

My son is gay.

He came out six months
ago, but he's--

he's known since
he was twelve.

I just--

just thought you
should know that.

Look at you.

You're not nearly as boring
as you pretend to be.

[Ethan]
Can I hold him?

He's heavy.

Are all his bones in
here and everything?

Pretty much.
That's him.
[sniff]

I don't think I
want to be cremated.

I do.

I don't wanna take years
to decompose underground.

I don't really wanna
be burned, either.

I'm not sure what
the alternative is.

Maybe I
can be stuffed
or something.

That way I'd
always be around.

[soft guitar song,
Life is Beautiful /i,
sung by Keb Mo]

♪ Let's go drifting
through the trees ♪

♪ Let's go sailing
on the sea ♪

♪ Let's go dancing
on the juke-joint floor ♪

♪ And leave our troubles
all behind, and have a party ♪

♪ So easily forgotten are
the most important things ♪

♪ Like the melody
and the moonlight
in your eyes ♪

♪ And a song
that lasts forever ♪

♪ keeps on getting better
all the time ♪

♪ 'Cause life is beautiful,
life is wondrous ♪

♪ Every star above
is shining just for us ♪

♪ Life is beautiful,
on a stormy night ♪

♪ Somewhere in the world ♪

♪ the sun is shining bright ♪

♪ I get crazy, so afraid

♪ that I might lose you
one fine day ♪

♪ And I'll be nothing
but a tired old man ♪

♪ And I don't wanna be
without you at the party ♪

♪ So easily forgotten,
the most important thing ♪

♪ is that I love you,
I do ♪

♪ And I want to spend
my days and nights ♪

♪ walking through this
crazy world with you ♪

♪ Life is beautiful,
life is wondrous ♪

♪ Every star above
is shining just for us ♪

♪ Life is beautiful,
on a stormy night ♪

♪ Somewhere in the world
the sun is shining bright ♪

♪ So easily forgotten,
the most important thing ♪

♪ is that I love you,
I do ♪

♪ And I want to spend
my days and nights ♪

♪ walking through this
crazy world with you ♪

♪ That's right, baby ♪

♪ Life is beautiful,
life is wondrous ♪

♪ Every star above
is shining just for us ♪

♪ Life is beautiful,
on a stormy night ♪

♪ Somewhere in the world
the sun is shining ♪

♪ Shining bright ♪

[music out]