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- I don't even wanna think

- about me and Casey anymore.
- Maybe I can help.

We need to talk.

You still wanna move back
into the house? Then do it.

That senator Logan
could do so much for us.

I used to see everything in terms
of whether it would piss off my parents.

You like to walk on the wild side!

I just don't want people to think
I was dating you to get to her.

- What is it exactly you see in her?
- She like me for me.

I want to rush a fraternity.

Who would choose to hang out with
a bunch of drunkards whose goal in life

is to fornicate on as many
vapid sorority girls as possible?

- I'm gonna pray for you.
- Do you have any brothers or sisters?

- Not really.
- She can't tell anyone about me?

You have your world and I have mine.

Gentlemen!

We are at the threshold of an invasion

by a vast and powerful army,

an international force that strikes fear

and awe into the hearts
of the bravest among us.

It's an Omega Chi retaliation.

Freshmen parents' weekend.

Now, as tradition dictates,
every house on Greek row hosts

some sort of event
for your folks to enjoy.

And to let them see the money
they drop on dues every semester

- is being well-spent.
- As usual,

we at Kappa Tau
host our annual barbecue.

And as usual, preparation of said events
falls on your...

at times questionable shoulders.

- Am I hearing whining?
- I think you are.

Freshmen parents' weekend.

Freshmen do the work.

And even if it wasn't,
need I remind you... pledges.

Now, the very nature of this event
is entirely up to you.

You gonna clean up,
you gonna put a little extra effort in,

make it all spiffy for mom and pa?

Or are you gonna show yourselves off
in your natural habitat

and fly that Kappa Tau flag freely?

- We're flying our flag?
- Come on.

This ain't high school anymore.
We do what we want when we want.

Who cares what our parents think?
As pledge class president,

I say no cleaning.

And we'll heat up some hot dogs...
maybe.

Both my parents are professors.

I don't think they're exactly
gonna appreciate the Kappa Tau flag.

Your pledge brothers have chosen.

Besides, what are your parents
going to expect, really?

You told them about us.

What do you mean,
mom and dad don't know about Kappa Tau?

I know you talked about it over break.
Would you just...

Sorry.
We did.

I just haven't told them
any real specifics.

So what do they know?

- They think it's a service fraternity.
- A service fraternity?

- The Kappa Tau service.
- The beer industry.

I've never lied to mom and dad before.
How can I tell them the truth?

You know how they feel about
the Greek system, especially mom.

- It's a dangerous distraction...
- From academics and your future.

I've heard. If you need a living,
breathing example

of someone who manages to survive
without parental approval...

Look no further.

Maybe you can
help me explain it to them.

Come on, they've accepted
your involvement at ZBZ.

First, "accepted"
isn't the word I'd use,

and secondly, this whole weekend
is about you, little man.

I'll be entertaining
a senator and his wife,

which means press coverage.

Which means nationals
will be all over it.

Which means I don't have
time to manage Karen and Russell.

Just tell them the truth.

Dad'll give you his stern,
yet understanding frown.

Mom will just put her hand on her chest
and look disappointed and judgmental.

- You can take it.
- Yeah, you're right.

I'm a big boy. I can do this.
I'm gonna tell 'em the truth.

I'm gonna tell 'em the Kappa Taus
are a regular fraternity.

They don't give a crap about academics,
and they like to party.

Flight 510 from Chicago
has arrived at Gate number 3.

Look, in 47 hours and 11 minutes,

we'll be back here sending them

home to Chicago.

I can't tell them the truth.
It's gonna kill them.

- There's my little big man!
- I missed you.

I missed you too.
You look great.

How are you?
You look lovely.

- That's wonderful.
- I know.

I'm so excited to spend
some time with you guys.

Where are the spoons?
And we need extra forks, please.

Could you put this
back in the fridge?

It'll be sour by the time
everyone gets here this afternoon.

Is there anything I can do to help?
What's Senator Logan's ETA?

- Did you speak with him directly?
- His aide confirmed this morning.

They know when the tea is starting.

If you ever need anyone to delegate,
you can just delegate out to...

Sorry.
Overstepping.

Aren't you excited, though?
We're hosting a US Senator and his wife.

A man who every day makes decisions that
effect great change for this nation.

- I have a million questions.
- My only question for them

is at what age did they have
Rebecca's horns and demon tail removed?

Right.

So I'm surprised the Omega Chis haven't
tried to get in on the senator action.

Ashleigh heard they're taking parents
to Canyon Lake for a weekend retreat.

So... you haven't been in touch
with Evan

- since the mixer.
- Not really.

- Why?
- No reason.

I'll go make sure that
the cream is safe and chilled.

- She making you crazy?
- She's not.

Just a reminder.

My mother likes chamomile tea
with a twist of lemon,

and my father hates biscotti.

This is the first I'm hearing
about the biscotti.

Breathe.
This is manageable.

We'll just separate the biscotti out

like the loser crouton
cookie-wannabes they are.

- And everything's gonna be fine.
- Thank you.

So what about your parents?
Are they gonna come by?

They missed our freshmen parents'
weekend 'cause you got sick.

And then I miraculously got well

- when they decided not to come.
- Yeah, that was crazy.

- And I am so stupid.
- No, you're not. You're not stupid.

You just have great, nonjudgmental
parents that you never lie to.

You can't imagine
other people lying to theirs.

- But you're awesome.
- But I'm not Rusty.

They get him.
They don't get me.

- They don't get the whole greek thing.
- But they're okay with the KTs?

That is Rusty's problem.

Me? I'm on tap for a few meals
this weekend, and that's it.

Which is exactly how I want it.

Does anyone like biscotti?

A student photography exhibit?

Love that.

And Professor Bernstein
is doing a Tai Chi demonstration.

When are you taking 'em over
to your house of ill repute?

I don't think they'll find
that as interesting as...

the parents' fireside chat
at Lockhart Pavilion.

That's good. You're embarrassed.
Means your conscience is kicking in.

I'm not embarrassed, Dale.

It's just not part of my life
they'd understand.

When I told my parents about
your descent into the Greek sect,

my mother cried, my father said "GD"
for the first time in his life.

- Why'd you tell them?
- 'Cause they're my best friends.

Kettlewells!

Come here!

- You look wonderful, sugar toes.
- You always say that, mom.

And she always means it.

- Now, how are you, son?
- I'm wonderful.

This is Norma.
I'm Fred.

You must be Rusty.

Nice to meet you.

We've heard a lot about you.

- What's that?
- An air mattress.

You know, 'cause of my dad's sciatica,
he can't just sleep on the floor.

- They're sleeping here?
- They're only here for two days.

We want to spend as much time
together as possible.

Great...

I just didn't realize
they were bunking with us.

We're very tolerant people, Rusty.

I see you're getting a lot
of mileage out of your granddad's flag.

He'd be proud.

What's it like being
a senator's daughter?

- What's it like being a hippie's son?
- My parents are too young to be ones.

They're free spirits.

And hemp connoisseurs.

And there's nothing special
about being their son.

Neither is being
a senator's daughter.

Except for the money, the power,
the prestige, the press.

The restriction,
the phonies, the scrutiny.

You make it sound
a lot more fun than I do.

Can we please not talk about my family?

Look, I just want
some pre-introduction stats.

Like is your father a cigar guy
or an "all smoking is bad" guy?

Or is he into golf or team sports?
What about your mom?

- Is she...
- You're not gonna meet them, okay?

I just don't wanna do
the whole meet the parents thing.

I was just thinking we could
have a nice meal

with some amuse-bouche,
something poached, maybe chutneyed.

I'm sorry.

This is new, and it's nice.

And I don't wanna jam it
under the parent microscope yet.

- Is that all right?
- Yeah. Yeah, fine.

Sure. Your call.

So you ready to work off
this massive brunch?

Here.

What's this?

- What an extensive selection of events.
- Honey, look!

It's an astronomical
introduction to the night sky.

I'd love to hear their take on Pluto.
Stupid dwarf planet.

And then after lunch,
we have this fun...

geological walking tour of the campus.

And then there's an open house
at the engineering department.

We have an historical
walking tour of the campus,

a special lecture on cyberspace
and metapolitics,

dinner...

Then bed.

- Casey, will you be joining us today?
- You know, I would love to.

Cyber-politics and meta-space
are always hard to pass up.

But I am slammed this weekend.

And I figured freshmen parents' weekend.

You being the parents,
Rusty being the freshman...

- I'll see you all at dinner tonight.
- Sorority's keeping you busy, huh?

Actually, we're hosting
a US senator today... Senator Ken Logan.

A man who every day makes decisions
that effect great change in our nation.

Well, a sorority is a good place
for Senator Logan.

I mean, after all of his votes
against funding higher education...

He'd be an idiot to go anywhere
near anything remotely academic

on a college campus.

ZBZ has the highest
cumulative grade point average

- of all the sororities on campus.
- Well, that's great, honey.

What about your fraternity, Rusty?

Serious, like-minded boys without
any sort of animal house distractions.

I mean, you must be pushing a 4.0.

- I'm not sure if anyone's added it up.
- Or could.

- What was that, honey?
- Coffee.

It's good.

I don't see anything
about your little fraternity on here.

Are we gonna be able
to check that out later?

Unfortunately, it's closed this weekend.

Because most of the guys
are out of town.

In Mexico.

- Building huts.
- Is that right?

It's for humanity.

Like habitat for humanity.

But huts, so...

Hubitat.

- They're great people.
- You guys should probably get going.

- Don't wanna miss any of that tour.
- You're right.

Miss you.

Now, this sedimentary dolomite rock

happens to be known as big singer.

Not because it actually sings.

But because back
when this was a sugar beet farm,

the pickers used to have their lunch...

Next to this rock and sing
whimsical folk songs...

About how they enjoyed working together.

- She'll be comin' around the mountain...
- Are these the crazy Cartwrights?

- I don't know about crazy...
- I'm Karen. This is Russell.

- Hi. I'm the...
- Charles.

- Huh? My... my name isn't...
- These are my parents.

- You got a good kid here.
- He's a little uptight,

but we're working on that, right?

- I'll see you at the house.
- The house?

Kappa Tau.
For parents' weekend.

- You're... you're coming, right?
- Right.

What about Mexico?

Gee, that'd be kind of far away,
but real fun.

Don't forget the cups.

- Nice to meet you, Charles.
- Are there any questions?

What happened to building huts?

They must have gotten done early.

- If you'll follow me, please.
- Tour's leaving.

You don't wanna miss
the titan botanical gardens.

- It's a highlight.
- Why did he call you Spitter?

That's my nickname.

Yeah. I spit on injustice everywhere.

Figuratively.

And, Ash, make sure there are ZBZs near
him at all times to maximize photo ops.

While Senator, Mrs. Logan and the press
are here, they are priority numero uno.

Got it.

I hope your folks
will be favorably impressed.

They'll be touched by your concern
for their happiness and...

Wait...
I still see biscotti.

- What are you doing here?
- Change of plans.

Rusty's fraternity's throwing
a last-minute dinner tonight.

The KT barbecue.

I realized I need a little time
to help my brothers

at the service fraternity
get the place ready

- before mom and dad come over.
- And we thought

since we hadn't gone to your parents'
weekend your freshman year,

- that, why not give it a shot now?
- Why not?

Unless it's some trouble, and
then we can always go back to the hotel.

Or pitch in and help Rusty's fraternity.
Would they mind that?

No... trouble at all.

It's great.

Come on in and have some tea.

- I'll see you at dinner tonight.
- Love you.

This is the route I take every Monday,
Wednesday, and Friday at 10 a.m.

To solid state chemistry
with Dr. Juergens.

Which reminds me... I actually
have a paper I kinda need to go finish.

But we want to trace
every moment of how you spend your day.

And photograph it!

Let's go! I got a new pair of Scholl's.

Let's go.

I know nobody cares
what their parents think.

Unfortunately, I do.

I just wanna clean up a little.
I'll do it myself.

- No one has to help.
- Are you showing shame for the KT ways?

I know. I'm sorry.

But I am trying to live up
to the Cartwright ways.

My parents are not
ready to see the new Rusty.

Your parents aren't ready?

I'm not ready to show him to them.

They like me the way I was.

It's not like you had
a sex change operation, Spitter.

But... your adam's apple
is a bit less pronounced.

Come on, Cap.

Ease up.

You're not alone.

Happens every year.

Friday night,
you're all a bunch of tough guys,

and Saturday morning,
you turn into Amelia Bedelias.

Go on, grab your apron.
Get to work.

And if you guys want some coffee,
we have regular and decaf.

I doubt the boys' little soiree
will be quite this impressive.

I'm sure most of the money goes towards
philanthropy rather than entertaining.

Case, do you gals have any biscotti?

Check the chairs. Stay here.
I'll be right back.

- Look at you. You look wonderful.
- Thank you!

- Where's mom?
- Mom wasn't feeling very well.

But I get you to myself all weekend.

- What's wrong?
- Nothing to worry about.

- She's just a little tired.
- Senator Logan. I'm Casey Cartwright.

- President of the ZBZs.
- Nice to meet you, madame president.

- This is some house.
- Please make yourself at home.

- What happened?
- There's nothing to discuss.

I'm here, and we're gonna
have a great weekend together.

Now, we have reservations
for dinner tonight.

And tomorrow, I expect you'll be
my date at the dean's reception, okay?

Will you look at this spread?

- Ken Logan.
- Senator.

Which one of these impressive
young ladies is yours?

I'm hers.
She's mine.

My daughter and I were talking earlier
about your higher education funding.

Would you... excuse us?

I need to... Come.

Nice to meet you.

I wasn't gonna attack the man.
I was gonna ask him a question which,

as an elected official,
he should be able to field.

But... here?
Write the guy a letter.

Fine. Fine.

Well, let's talk about you.

I'm Ashleigh.
I'm Casey's roommate.

I can't tell you how much morale has
improved since Casey's become president.

She basically saved us from losing
our charter, which would have been...

Whatever. But because of her hard work,

we are still in good standing.

- That's terrific.
- Yeah, it really is.

Because now we can

focus all our energy on the reasons
we joined ZBZ in the first place.

Like parties and mixers and...
Sister bonding.

And... rituals, traditions.

You guys are out of tea.
Would you get them some more?

Philanthropy.

My grades are good.
Everything's fine.

And I am still very
much considering law school.

To be a lawyer?

I'm not... sure...

At this exact moment.

Well, before you go down a road,
you need to know where you're headed.

Well, I'm thinking about politics.

Casey, honey, come on.
This is your junior year.

You need to start making
some tough decisions.

Now? At a sorority tea?

Look at Rusty.
He's focused.

He's getting his BS
in polymer sci.

He's going to graduate,
go to graduate school.

He's gonna go to JPL...

As you've made clear,
I am not him.

We don't expect you to be Rusty.

What I want is to be
at the center of things,

to be challenged and inspired.

I'm just not sure
what form that's going to take.

If you took a little less time
with your social life

and saving the sorority,
you could be specific.

- We worry about you.
- Don't.

Why don't you just try having
a little faith in me

instead of constantly telling me

everything I'm interested in or good at
is a waste of time.

More tea?

Whiskey and diet.

Tough day on the road crew, Mack?

My parents are here.

Jeez, between you and your brother,
I'm expecting the parental Cartwrights

to be some kind
of oozing green monsters with,

I don't know...
Your smile, maybe Rusty's hair.

Worse. They look perfectly normal.

And if you met them, you,
like everyone else, would love them.

In two hours,
I'll get to test that theory.

Right! Right,
my parents are going to Kappa Tau.

- This'll be fun.
- And... this pleases you?

Because you think
they'll disapprove of us.

But I'm not proud of wanting that.

You know, it's so inspiring to see
such a caring sibling relationship.

Be warned.

KTs actually might surprise you.

It'll take more than bleach, furniture
polish to fool Karen Cartwright.

So, speaking of parents,

what do you think of Senator Logan?

From what I've seen on TV,

he's a handsome man who uses
a little too much hair product.

But he's avoided the comb-over,
so he gets my vote.

You haven't met him yet.

Not going to.
Apparently, I'm not senate ready,

which, by the way, I totally am.

You really like her.

I'm sorry.
I didn't realize it was parent serious.

Well, it's...
It's not.

Not exactly.

Fine. It's not.

You should cut her some slack,
though, when it comes to her dad.

Wait... a... minute.

Are you sticking up for Rebecca Logan?

You see?

Parents show up,
and everything goes nuts.

Cheers to that.

Tater tot.

Honestly.

Sweetie,

it's rude to have these on
when someone's trying to talk to you.

Well, I had them on, so I didn't know
you were trying to talk to me.

- What did you want?
- Well, I was wondering if you'd be...

Up for another round of uno.
Or hearts, maybe.

You gotta give me a chance
to win back some of my toothpicks!

I'm smelling a card game-athon!

You know, I actually just realized
I think I have to step out for a minute.

- We'll go with you.
- I'll just be a second.

Come on, Daley.
Just let me slip my shoes on.

My feet are swelling.
Your feet starting to swell, son?

No. No, they're not.

Look at the time!
It's 4:30!

- It's dinnertime!
- Is it?

No wonder my stomach's
been growling like a tiger.

'course, you wouldn't know,
'cause you had your headphones on.

I sure did.

Becca, I was just coming
down to the lobby to see you.

Surprise.

I'm starving.

You ready to eat?

Yeah, Heather made us
reservations for 6:30 at Red Door.

No offense to Heather, but

I think I'd rather go somewhere else.

I wasn't sure if you were coming.

We said we were having dinner together.

Yes, we did, but,
you know, after what happened earlier...

Which was in the past.

Now we're traveling to the future.

A night of family fun.

You're right.
I'm sorry.

Let's just look forward to having a
lovely evening with all of us together.

I know I'm looking forward to it.

I can't wait to see what
you two think of Kappa Tau.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Nice banner.

- Thanks. Doesn't it look good?
- Mr. And Mrs. Cartwright.

I'm Cappie,
president of Kappa Tau Gamma.

Kudos to you and all
the work that you kids do.

Thank you so much.

Well, we are very committed
to what we do here.

You could use a fresh
coat of paint out front.

Well, sir, our paint money
goes to much more urgent causes.

Let me show you around.

Please.

Go, go get some food.
I'll see you in a second.

Hey.

I can't believe you got these
guys to put on this ridiculous show.

Well, I learned from the best.

You've been pulling
this off most of your life.

Now it's my turn.

Yep.
You're perfect.

Thanks again for helping
out this afternoon. I mean it.

Anytime, Russ.

Listen, there's a... another party.

There's a real party when all the
parents leave if you wanna come back.

Thanks again.

Anytime.

Dad, I'd like you to meet Cappie,
my boyfriend.

Senator Logan.

- It's a pleasure to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.

Had I known you were coming,
I would have worn socks.

No need for that.
I want him to meet you just as you are.

This is my friend...

Charles.

- A pleasure, sir.
- Nice to meet you.

Excuse me.

So, are you enjoying your stay, Sir?

Very much. Beautiful campus.
Beautiful weather.

Yeah, the wea...
You ever notice that it's about

20 degrees warmer here
than anywhere else in the state?

We never have to wear coats.

Who said there's no
upside to global warming?

Who said there's such
a thing as global warming?

So, you from around here?

No, sir. No, northern California.

- But his family moved around a lot.
- In the military.

Deadheads. Followed the band everywhere.

Well, I'd love to meet them.

They're not here.

This is freshman parents' weekend.
I'm a junior.

So, Cappie,
what is your area of study?

Cappie's declared a lot of majors.

I have a voracious
intellectual appetite.

And he's not very ambitious.

Would you excuse us, sir?

Why are you trying to make
me look like Kevin Federline?

Hey, Kevin Federline's
an upstanding citizen.

You know what I mean. I'm trying
to get your father

to like me,
and you're making me look like a...

- You don't want him.
- I don't care who he likes.

Yes, you do.

And you're trying
to use me to piss him off.

Come on.
You can take it.

Tell your father
it was nice to meet him.

Where are you going?

If you wanna piss off daddy, fine.

Just leave me out of it.

Cappie, come on!

Well, this was so fun.

My first frat party.

Yes. I'm so glad you guys came.

You sure we can't coax
you out for some dessert?

I can't.
I can't, all right?

Pledges have to clean up.

We just hate waking up to a mess.

Recycling.

Well, of course!

Well, I guess it's just us then.

I guess so.

- Bye, honey.
- Bye.

- It was wonderful.
- So proud of you.

Bye, dad.

Bye, Casey.

- Rusty.
- See ya.

Yes.

Did you know that Ben
Bennett is a kidney donor?

I hadn't heard that.

I didn't hear it from Ben himself.

One of the brothers told me about it,
and I think it's great.

It is so amazing.

What an impressive
collection of young men.

I mean, wholesome and helpful, and,

you know, committed to social welfare.

It would be Rusty who goes off
to college to find a group like this.

Hey, you know, the Kappa Tau
could come and give a kind of...

A how-to philanthropy
seminar to your sorority.

Whoa... sweetheart!

Where are you going?

I forgot something at Kappa Tau.

Wow, where did everybody go?

- Case, what'd you forget?
- I left it in the basement.

Since when were you in the basement?

- What's going on here?
- Who are these people?

Katrina victims.

Where's Rusty?

I don't know.

Hey, Rusty?

Mom, dad...

I don't drink.

He totally deserved it, right?

I mean, putting on the whole Mr. Little
Perfect act at everyone else's expense.

I just can't believe anyone would
buy the KTs as a service fraternity.

How did they explain the vomit smell?

If it was associated with my brother,

my parents probably thought
it smelled like Roses.

You're like scary mad.

Yeah, I am.

Why would you ambush me like that?

You're 18 years old, Rusty.

It's time for you to stand
up to mom and dad and fight.

For what?

My right to party?

- You knew they weren't gonna understand.
- You wanted to join a fraternity.

Why not just say it?

Because I'm not like you.
I care what mom and dad think of me.

News flash... so do I.

And I am so tired of them thinking
you're perfect and I'm ridiculous.

Yeah, well, you try being Casey
Cartwright's dorky little brother.

"Your sister's so pretty."

"Your sister's so cool."

"Your sister has friends."

You were like perfect.

To everyone except mom and dad.

They're making me quit Kappa Tau.

What?

Personally, I'd rather
they thought I was ridiculous.

Cheesoritos.

That's a cry for help.

What's wrong?

I think it's over with Cappie.

Sorry.

So did you cheat?

Lie?

Well, you haven't been together
long enough for the slow,

relentless dimming of passion.

I humiliated him.

Why?

'Cause I'm an idiot.

You've been much nicer
since you've been dating him.

Can you fix it?

I don't know how.

It's not brain surgery.

Just give him the same
thing that we'd want.

Thoughtful gifts.

Or extravagant ones.

Guilty party's choice.

Then total acceptance of responsibility,
even if it's not your fault.

Although,
in this case, it sounds like it is.

And then follow up with
a full groveling apology.

- What are you waiting for?
- Just... just back off, okay?

What's wrong with you?

They're driving me nuts.

- Your parents?
- Yeah. They won't leave me alone.

I finally put on
The passion of the Christ

and said I was going to the bathroom.
That was like an hour ago.

So you need time to yourself.
There's nothing wrong with that.

Yeah, but that's never happened.

I used to never want
to get away from my parents.

I cherished every
moment we had together.

So now you're finding that
that old cherished relationship,

it's... a little restrictive.

College has corrupted me.

I'm not the boy they sent away.

That's right.

You don't have to be.

That's why we came here, right?

To find out who we are.

To become our own men.

And they have no right
to make us feel ashamed of that.

Wait. Be quiet.

The flaying stopped?

No. Never mind.

- I don't know, Rusty.
- Okay, look.

It's time we stop being
scared of losing their approval.

What, we're not doing anything wrong.

Growing up is not a punishable offense.

Yeah. Yeah, you're right.

There are you, monkey-buns.

Where'd you go? We were starting to
get worried about you.

Well, mom, actually, i...

I just didn't want to interrupt
during the resurrection.

Brought you breakfast.

Your favorite.

Greasy egg sandwich and

44 ounces of sugar and caffeine.

Dad with a pretty girl.

Zeta Beta without the scandal.

Yeah.
Win-win for all concerned.

There's no mention
of the senator's daughter's

poor taste in boyfriends, though.

I know I said I'm not that girl anymore,
but sometimes he just gets to me.

I can't help myself
from trying to piss him off.

That's your apology?

It's my excuse.

I'm getting to the apology.

My father is having an affair.

Again.

This time it's with that
stupid bubble-headed aide.

I saw her coming out
of his hotel room in a robe.

Okay, well...

If there was an acceptable excuse,

which there isn't, that would, you know,
be up there.

I'm so sorry I used you last night.

That's the last thing
I would ever want you to feel.

I don't wanna push you away...

Because...

I think that I...

You know...

Maybe...

Very possibly...

Care about you.

"Maybe"?

"Very possibly"?

- You are smothering me.
- Hey, it's huge for me.

Excuse and apology accepted.

We're doing what we
think is best for him.

But it's not.

Look, there's more to
college than just school.

I know you guys think that
fraternities and sororities

are some kind of gateway
drug to a pointless life.

But they're not.

Look, Rusty's great.

He's not going to
end up like planless, unfocused Casey.

Don't worry.
He's not gonna be like me.

I can't think of anyone
else I'd rather be like.

Rusty, I'm trying to help you.

I'm trying to help them understand
that being like you

is something to aspire to.

If I were like you,
I'd have amazing people skills.

I'd be able to solve
problems creatively.

If I got to be president
of my fraternity,

I'd basically be learning how
to be a CEO of a small corporation.

Yeah, all in all,
I'd be pretty incredible.

And I would expect my
parents to be proud of me.

And I would stand up
for what I want no matter what.

Which means for right now,
I will be remaining in Kappa Tau

while maintaining the high
academic standards that happen

to be just as important
to me as they are to you.

And if I have to find a
way to pay for it myself, I will.

And I wanna see a menu.

I wanna see it now.

The dean is expecting us.

I'm sorry. I know how you
hate to keep people waiting.

I'm particularly sorry
because I'm not going with you.

I'm afraid I have other plans.

Maybe Heather can go.

Young lady.
Young lady!

This is an important function.
I expect you.

Senator.

Bye, daddy.
Have fun.

We've decided to let
Rusty stay in the fraternity.

Your father's telling him now.

You know, halfway
through your brother's

soliloquy at breakfast,

it became very apparent that your

stubbornness and independence
had rubbed off on him.

Which aren't my worst characteristics.

They're two of your best.

And you got 'em from me.

Have you seen my mother?

I mean, you have the
same "mom" hair, but.

And a tendency toward sarcasm?

Not either of our best characteristics.

Casey, we're very different people.

And I don't know if I'll ever
understand your approach to life.

- But that doesn't mean...
- Let me finish.

But that doesn't mean
that it doesn't have value.

And that it's not gonna lead
to some magnificent

and purposeful place.

Thank you.

Now you know, I can't promise

that I'm still not gonna
nag about GREs and LSATs.

That's all right.

I guess...
I could use a slightly more

defined plan of action.

Slightly more defined.

- Casey...
- Mom, mom!

You're about to ruin
a really nice moment here.

Flight 217 non-stop
to Chicago is now boarding.

Okeydokey.

Our flight is boarding.

All right.

- Off we go.
- Bye, mom.

- Love you, honey.
- Love you too.

Thanks for coming.
Thank you.

- All right.
- All right.

Come on, Russell.

- Bye, dad.
- Good-bye, sweetheart.

See you soon.

You and mom looked pretty chummy.

Well, after your
throw-down this morning,

I kinda sorta became their new favorite.
Sorry.

And I'm really,
really sorry for the ambushing.

No, I'm actually relieved they know.

But...

I could have done without
them seeing me in drag.

Yeah.

I guess this was a pretty good trip.

Yeah. I'm kinda sorry to see 'em go.

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