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No matter how far you go in life,

it's important to remember where you came from.

Decoupage is a great way to preserve memories, Evander.

Today we're doing decoupage

with our very special friend Evander Holyfield.

When you have as many kids as I do, you have lots of memories.

You can decoupage anything.

Wooden boxes, tabletops, photo albums.

Now the final step, varnish.

Normally it would be sitting here.

Our varnish pot seems to be missing right now.

So we will have to improvise.

Glue gun.

Question is, when is memory lane just memory pain?

I burnt myself!

Son of a bitch!

The varnish was on the goddamn checklist!

Damn, Annie got a gun.

Why do we have to do this now?

You've been promising to clean your rooms for months,

and next weekend is the yard sale,

so the clock has run out.

Thank God.

You're finally redecorating. The room looks better already.

No, Ma, we're having a yard sale.

- Yeah, she's torturing us. - Oh, I know.

Only a few more years until college.

Are those your husband's things?

No, these are my ex-husband's things.

You wouldn't.

The singing bass Ray gave you when you got engaged?

You'd just throw this away?

No, I'm not gonna throw it away. I'm gonna sell it-- Let go.

For 5 bucks.

So it's just a coincidence that this yard sale is happening

the same day as your 18th anniversary?

It would be our 18th anniversary,

except we're getting divorced, so we're not celebrating anniversaries.

All I'm saying is, the first anniversary after divorce can be gnarly.

Your Aunt Trudy nearly hung herself.

Aunt Trudy was in the psych ward at Rikers for trying to kill Uncle Bruno.

I just wanna make sure that you have something planned that night,

since Ray's taking us to the Knicks game.

- What do you mean, "us"? - The kids and me.

The man had an extra floor seat.

What was I going to do, say no?

Yeah.

Say yes.

Hey, check this out.

Just got this installed.

Oh, my God.

- Yeah, girl. - Oh, God.

Why don't we mosey on into the bedroom, check out the surround sound?

TK, the easiest thing would be for us to just fall into the bedroom.

Why don't we just do the easiest thing?

Because life can be simple like that sometimes.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.

Terrence, I am a sports journalist.

I know the story.

More importantly, I know your story.

You think you know my story,

but you haven't read the unpublished chapters yet.

Yeah? Tell me something I can't Google.

First love?

First kiss?

How about I re-enact it for you?

All right, it is a school night, and I have to get up early.

Rita Stump, third grade. She tackled me at the jungle gym.

I couldn't get back on the slide for a month.

Rita Stump taught you well.

This is ridiculous.

Just another cover-your-buns move by the board.

Forcing me to get therapy

for a problem I don't have

to placate the media and the lawyers.

Wanna tell me what really happened?

Production assistant forgot the varnish.

Now, that might seem like a small thing,

but decoupage without varnish is like surgery without a knife.

I have built my company on those kinds of details, Dr. Santino.

It matters.

Anyway, I got distracted and hot-glued my finger,

causing me to lose my cool.

It happens.

I'm not perfect, despite what people may think.

Is anything going on in your personal life right now

that might cause this, as you described, uncharacteristic outburst?

I have been happily married to Anne Marie Harmon Inc.

For the last 13 years.

Relationships are not in the cards.

You don't get to have a career like mine without sacrificing.

Okay.

But can we agree that throwing things at employees

is generally considered unacceptable, probably illegal?

Can I give you some advice?

Seafoam blue around the room,

great for the Hamptons.

But blues got their name from the sad aspect of the color,

which is a bit ironic for a therapist.

You may want to consider including some warmer tones.

Just a suggestion.

Duly noted.

I don't have a problem.

Flight of the glue gun, an isolated incident.

That's it.

We done here?

Anne Marie,

the board of AMH has required you

to take ten sessions of anger-management counseling with me

before they will reinstate you as CEO.

I'm supposed to sign a paper

that says that you successfully completed treatment.

I won't sign anything unless you fully participate.

So just let me know what you wanna do.

Now we're done.

This team's starting to look less like a fluke going into the playoffs.

Coach, I'm not used to you sounding so optimistic.

I don't like being happy. Reminds you it won't last.

Always waiting for the other shoe to drop.

And here it is.

Good morning, Coach, Nico.

Congratulations on making the playoffs. We are very proud.

Thank you, Gabrielle. Been a long time.

What brings you here?

I'd like a word with Nico.

You mind closing the door on the way out?

Thank you.

If you need anything, you know where to find me.

I appreciate you giving me a moment of your time.

You're the boss.

Boss's wife, which he never lets me forget.

How is the great and powerful Marshall Pittman these days?

Bought any islands lately?

He's...

He's having one of his episodes.

He's erratic and difficult.

He's secretive.

I'm afraid he'll do something rash.

How rash?

I think Marshall is going to sell the New York Hawks.

- Hut, hut! - Turn around!

Let's go!

Why would you come to me?

If I can just find out what he's up to, at least I can protect him from himself.

Last time he went through a spell, he almost bankrupted the team.

And fired half the Hawks' front office.

Exactly.

You know how delicate this is.

I'll see what I can find out.

Okay.

You wanna take the kids out with my mother on our anniversary?

Really? Did you think you were giving me some time off, some time alone?

You are as dumb as a box of rocks.

You gotta pick up your stuff by Saturday, Ray,

or I'll sell everything, including Gill.

Yes, your singing fish.

Another clown-related neck injury?

Yeah, except that this time the clown is my ex-husband.

I'm having a garage sale. I tried to move some junk, and then...

Looks like you tried to move the garage, and then...

- Come on. Let me at that thing. - No, no, no.

Oh, my God. Yes, you do.

That feels good.

Why isn't J.D. helping you move the heavy junk?

He's in the Congo working.

- I can come give you a hand. - No.

I'm not very smart, but I can lift heavy things.

I'm coming Wednesday after practice.

Who's the attractive woman waltzing around like she owns the place?

That would be Gabrielle Pittman.

So she does own the place.

She come here often?

No, and when she does, she usually leaves a trail of bodies behind.

It was awful.

So you didn't have fun?

No, we had a great time, but it didn't end up the way it should've.

With breakfast.

It was more like an episode of 60 Minutes.

An hour of yappity-yappity-yap, and then show's over.

So a date without sex is bad?

Well, it ain't good.

What does love look like for you?

Like that movie with the two dogs, you know, sharing spaghetti.

He gave that bitch his last meatball. That is love.

Does sex come before love in your mind, or does love come before sex?

Well, I prefer they come together.

Have you ever had a date

that didn't end with breakfast?

No.

Let's assume that you would like to have a relationship with this woman.

Assumption assumed.

Your homework:

On your next date with Vivica,

don't try to have breakfast with her.

"Permeate."

Eight letters.

Brings my score to 42 points.

What you got, tough guy?

I got a couple of killer six-letter words.

- All right. - "Bottom" and "sexy."

What?

I spelled "sexy" S-E-C-K-S-Y,

so I'm gonna give myself extra-credit points for originality.

Oh, fancy.

Boggle was a good idea.

For you, because you're kicking my simple ass, Ms. Spelling Bee.

Yeah.

So the night is young,

and we got some Boggle to mind, but...

if things go right, I figure I can Boggle your mind.

I like you a lot.

But I have to take this slow.

That's cool.

Listen, you are... different.

I've never met a woman like you before.

You know, most women find me irresistible.

No, that didn't come out right.

I'm just trying to figure out what your problem is.

No, wait. That didn't come out right either.

Vivica? Vivica?

Just...

Let me just...

I don't know how to talk to you.

Here's an idea.

Stop treating me like a moving target.

Might have a better chance at hitting something.

Thanks for agreeing to do our session here, Dr. Santino.

Rita, I'm still gonna need to see and approve the magazine cover.

I thought we could do our thing in between a couple of conference calls.

Therapy's not something that you squeeze in between phone calls--

Hey, Liam.

Dr. Santino, this is Liam Dermer.

- Hi. - President of AMH Inc.

He is my right hand and my left hand. He's been here since the beginning.

Thirteen years.

- Nice to meet you. - You too.

Dr. Santino is the lady the board asked me to see.

Anything you need, don't hesitate to ask.

- Thank you. - You know what?

For the record, this incident that everyone's talking about,

that's not the Anne Marie that I know.

Anyway, Annie,

don't forget we've got that 3:00 for the taping.

Why don't I set you down over here?

And I will get to you as soon as I can.

- Okay. - Yes?

Where do we stand on those new catalog designs?

What do you know?

I did some digging,

and Pittman definitely has the Hawks on the chopping block.

But they'll keep it on the down-low as long as they can.

Any takers?

A few sniffing around.

The timing makes no sense.

Who sells the team in the middle of their first playoff run in years?

Even for Pittman, it's...

It's unusual.

There is another rumor floating around out there,

about your friend Gabrielle Pittman.

And this looks like toilet paper. That's not gonna work.

That looks like toilet paper.

This dormer window needs to be...

My apologies.

I tried to explain to the board, I can't just drop my day for this.

So if you have any questions, ask away.

Just one.

You had said that relationships were not in the cards for you.

Yes, I did.

So, what about Liam?

The board has every right to examine my business affairs,

but my personal life is personal.

I can't help you if you're not honest with me.

I'm not gonna rubber-stamp this just because you're Anne Marie Harmon.

So why don't you call me when you do wanna talk, okay?

It's bad enough I have a board of shortsighted cowards

holding the future of this company hostage,

trying to take my baby away from me.

Now I am expected

to deal with a nosy Nellie interrogating me,

when I have told them that

the glue gun was an isolated incident.

I don't have an anger-management problem.

My only problem right now is you, you bitch!

I don't think that's your only problem.

How do I feel?

Are you kidding me?

We broke the curse, got a bye week, and we made the playoffs.

I feel like the scoop, the cone, and the damn sprinkles.

Anybody want a bite?

People have been critical of Chicago's defense late in the season.

Think there's an opportunity to capitalize?

What magazine are you from?

Sports Illustrated.

I'm not putting out for Sports Illustrated right now.

Thank you. Next question.

Next question.

All right, guys, sorry to break this up,

but he's had plenty of practice running his mouth.

We need him running some plays. Thanks, guys.

What was that about?

Playoff fever, my friend.

Catch it.

Vivica Stevens works for Sports Illustrated, right?

Oh, does she?

Yeah. What's up, T?

Yo.

How long would you stay with a girl you couldn't get with?

How long is long?

Three dates.

She's an uncrackable safe. Let it go.

I'm serious. That's a long time for me.

It depends.

Do you wanna get with her, or be with her?

So "be" is more than "get"?

Just ask yourself, does she pass the grocery store test?

- What happens at the grocery store? - Not a damn thing.

But if you wanna go to the grocery store with her,

then you wanna be with her.

Tell anybody I asked this, you're dead.

Tell anybody I answered, you're dead too.

We're good. We'll both be living and breathing. Cool.

Throw me the ball.

That's what superstars do.

When did you start seeing Liam?

Last year in Chicago, we were there on business.

Things...

happened.

What about the bouts of anger?

Ever since Liam and I started seeing each other,

my fuse is short.

I erupt over the slightest thing.

I have a hard time letting people in,

because of my high profile.

And Liam tries, but...

Proceeding cautiously is understandable, but you still have to proceed.

I have no one to tell my secrets to.

Secrets can be like extra baggage.

They weigh us down.

And sometimes the only way that we can feel lighter,

or less angry,

is by unpacking that luggage.

So I don't understand why the fluorescent fanny pack went out of style.

Don't make fun of that fanny pack.

Oh, hey, baby, I love your fanny pack.

- Is this staying or...? - That is a go.

Yeah, good call.

So long-distance love in the Congo.

How's that working?

Oh, it's not.

Oh, sorry.

Finally, a handyman.

Did he fix the sink in the guest bedroom?

- He's not a handyman. - Hey, I'm handy.

Matthew Donnally. I work with Dani at the Hawks.

The trainer guy?

Last I checked. I'm guessing that you must be...

Danielle's mother.

It's a pleasure.

Don't be so sure.

How exactly did you and Danielle meet?

She was helping me quit smoking.

- You were a patient? - Ma, this isn't a deposition.

You're not one of those sex-crazed athletes looking for a quickie?

Mama.

What? I'm just trying to get to know your friend here,

who's helping you get rid of all your husband's belongings.

Matthew.

Know what this is really about?

Her 18th wedding anniversary is coming up,

and she's having a hard time coping.

Do you have any provolone? I'm going to make myself a sandwich.

Oh, yeah. How is that pain in your neck?

She just walked into the kitchen.

Thanks for meeting me...

off campus.

I'm trying not to attract too much attention at the facility.

So...

I have a source that confirms the team is being shopped.

There are a few buyers kicking the tires.

I knew it.

Your need for information is not as altruistic as you made out, is it?

You neglected to tell me that you visited an attorney.

The top divorce lawyer in New York.

I don't like being lied to.

I'm sorry.

I was gonna tell you.

I was.

I need to know what his end game is. I didn't know who else to go to.

Maybe you should slow down on those.

Well, the apple doesn't fall very far from the tini.

Juliette told me you helped her get into a rehab.

Don't worry, Marshall doesn't know anything.

He couldn't care less about her.

The only thing he ever raised was her allowance.

Gabrielle, we both know,

people don't just walk away from Marshall Pittman.

They limp.

This guy, he doesn't scare easily.

Well, I'm happy to see you're not losing sleep over it.

I've been losing sleep over him for 20 years.

I think about him constantly.

I think he thinks about me too.

He does.

Damn, girl.

How you bend like that?

Wait, what's your name again?

Dallas.

Dallas.

How did your parents know you were gonna be hot year-round?

Here comes the King, girl.

TK?

Just give me a second.

It's okay.

It happens to a lot of guys...

I hear.

- Thank you for coming, Dr. Santino. - Liam, what happened?

I don't really know.

She called, hysterical, something about how you told her

to unpack her luggage, and she needs your help.

- And she's inside? - Yeah.

Okay.

Liam?

I don't know how much Anne Marie told you about our relationship.

I'm gonna tell you something that's gonna sound a little strange.

I've never been inside.

I promised her I would never go inside.

In the five years she's lived here, I never have.

Anne Marie?

I'm ready to show you my baggage.

Okay.

Dr. Santino...

I'm a hoarder.

I'm guessing that this didn't happen overnight.

As a kid, I'd collect things.

Moroccan dolls.

Wrapping paper.

After high school, when I was on my own, I just...

I acquired more and more stuff

until the little house I had bought was filled up.

When I started making more and more money,

I built bigger and bigger houses.

That is why relationships have never been in the cards.

I do love him.

Well, he obviously cares about you.

The man's been patiently cooling his heels in the driveway for hours.

Can you fix me?

Well, some people develop hoarding after experiencing a stressful life event

that they had difficulty coping with.

Therapy can help uncover some of the reasons for hoarding.

It can give you techniques to part with your possessions.

But learning to let go can be emotionally painful.

I'm ready to try.

When I see her, I'll tell her to call you.

Right. Bye, Marshall.

Good morning.

Call your husband.

I had a terrible dream.

That you slept in that chair all night.

Always the gentleman.

Not always.

Just this time.

The last 15 years, just two lapses.

Third time could've been the charm.

Could've been.

Gabrielle, no, don't.

I've tried to draw a line.

And I just keep crossing it.

Shame on me.

I made a mistake, Nico.

I married the wrong guy.

Call your husband.

I'm going after the team.

I thought you should know.

It could be a few hundred million.

And I am not doing it so I can spend it all alone.

It could be for us.

This is so not TK.

Going 20 minutes in silence?

You wanna tell me what's up?

Nothing's up.

That's the problem.

I couldn't perform.

What happened to not having sex with Vivica?

It wasn't Vivica.

It was Dallas.

Not the city, the woman,

who has curves like the Monaco Grand Prix,

and, doc, I could not steer my vehicle.

This has never happened to me, okay?

And TK is kind of freaking out.

Okay.

Do you want to tell me what you were feeling when it didn't happen?

Boredom?

Oh, my God.

I am bored with taking home sexy women and having dirty sex with them?

Doc, I'm in crisis. I'm losing it here.

No, you're not losing anything.

Terrence, you're in a place you've never been before.

Like a new play in a playbook.

Right, at first it's kind of scary, because it's unfamiliar.

But I think that you know exactly what you want.

- Viagra. - No.

- Cialis? - Stop it.

Ma huang?

I wanna take Vivica to the grocery store.

This is so liberating.

There are thousands of things I can give to charity, auction off.

This goes in the keep pile.

Are you sure?

I'm not saying that you shouldn't keep this letter.

I'm just pointing out that it's from the bank...

from 1995,

saying that you are being offered an interest-free credit card.

You're right.

You're right.

Anne Marie, talk to me about why this is so hard for you right now.

I know intellectually that I should just throw it all away.

But once you give something away,

you can't get it back.

But there's no rush here.

We'll only get rid of what you're comfortable with,

one item at a time, one box at a time,

until we've worked through the entire room,

and then the entire house.

Why did I have to build a 10,000-square-foot house?

Go ahead.

Careful with that.

Those are Tuscan oil jars.

Very fragile.

Thank you.

How you doing, Annie?

Feel like throwing up.

Now that you've seen behind the curtain, you still want the fake wizard?

What, are you kidding me?

I'm just relieved that you're not actually perfect.

I used to clean my place for two hours before you'd come over.

Oh, no. Not that box.

Not that box. That was in the keep pile.

- Annie, hey. It's okay. - No!

- What's in there that's so important? - I need everyone to stop!

You're trying to take away my things before I'm ready!

- No one's taking your things. - No! I need you all to leave.

Get out of my house!

Just go, damn it.

Hey, Mom, someone offered 2 dollars for that ab roller exercise-y thing.

Two dollars? It's never even been used.

It's not exactly a family heirloom.

What is that?

For 18 years...

Grandma's in a bidding war with Mrs. Kleebus over the singing fish.

Mother, can I please have a word with you?

Really? What are you doing?

Why are you dressed in black, like you're going to some funeral?

Danielle, please. Don't embarrass me in front of the neighborhood.

I'm embarrassing you?

You are out there wrestling my 80-year-old neighbor.

Mrs. Kleebus is stronger than she looks, let me tell you.

And some things are worth fighting for.

All right, 100, 200, 300.

You're not getting the fish, no matter how much money you give me.

My money's not good here?

Are you seriously trying to make this about you?

You didn't even like Ray for the first five years of our marriage.

This is my memories.

These are mine, mine.

And if I wanna sell them, or donate them, or throw them in the trash,

that's exactly what I'll do.

Did it ever occur to you that they're my memories too?

And once you give something away, you can never get it back.

We're closing now.

Once you give something away...

Ma, you okay?

Oh, my God.

I think I know what's in the box.

Anne Marie.

Thank you for coming.

I've contracted another therapist to continue my board-mandated treatment.

I just need you to sign this form, so I get credit for our five sessions.

Of course.

Happy to do so.

Just one question.

There was a box that you didn't want the movers to take.

The paper.

It was a box that was different from the rest.

Maybe it's what started it all. Maybe it was the first box.

We're done now.

Sign the paper, please.

You said that there are some things you can't get back once you give them away.

The paper.

What couldn't you get back?

Sign the damn the paper.

Go on.

You said, the company was like your baby. You didn't want anyone to take it away.

So I was wondering if maybe...

the company wasn't your only baby.

Anne Marie, what was in the box?

A blue cap,

slippers,

and a birth certificate.

They sent me away my senior year to live with my grandmother.

I was 17.

And I was a mother for 6 hours.

And afterwards, they...

pretended like it never happened,

and nobody ever spoke of it again.

You were never allowed to grieve.

Anne Marie, you've been carrying around all this sadness,

all this regret.

And everything else.

I don't wanna miss out anymore.

And I don't wanna lose Liam.

I will help you.

And you will be able to move forward in your life.

And the memory of your son will always be a part of who you are,

but not all that you are.

You just...

You just need permission to grieve.

You wanted to see me?

I don't need to know the Pittmans are about to go to war over this team?

- I guess the rumors are true. - Don't play games with me.

You could've told me that's what this was about.

Just when I thought my damn job was secure.

You get your team to the playoffs

and think you have a minute to breathe, and then...

I'd like to tell you what I know, but we both know I can't.

Catch it.

Hey, Viv.

TK.

I just did a two-hour interview. I don't feel like talking.

Let me do the talking, then.

I'm an ass.

Nice that we agree on something.

All right, listen.

Please, just listen, listen.

I don't know any women like you.

And I have met a lot of women.

Please, just let me screw this up myself.

You're doing just fine.

My behavior can come off...

pretty childish sometimes.

Because I don't know what I'm doing.

And every game, I got a 300-pound lineman gunning for me,

trying to rip my head off, and that doesn't scare me.

But you do.

TK, I don't bite.

I really wish you would.

Look, Vivica, you are on my mind all the time.

I just want to take you to the grocery store.

What is that a euphemism for?

It's not. It's an invitation.

To the grocery store?

Yeah.

Ma.

What happened to the floor seats?

What kind of mother spends her daughter's anniversary

with her ex-husband?

Take these off.

Oh, Mom.

I hate that he hurt you,

that he broke this family apart.

But it was my family too, dear.

I know.

And I never let you grieve.

I'm so sorry.

Take the fish.

Don't worry. I already did.

Anyway, I didn't want you to spend your anniversary alone.

Anybody hungry?

Take-out Italian.

For three.

No one should be alone on their ex-anniversary,

especially after what happened to Aunt Trudy.

Oh, you told him about Aunt Trudy?

How else was I gonna get him to join our party?

It was a very long and convincing story.

Anyway, let's say we celebrate, huh, ladies?

Yes, please.

With friends like yours,

who needs husbands?

Hey.

Well, I'm glad you wanted to see me,

but I gotta tell you, this isn't the most fun meeting place,

unless Coach still keeps that bottle of bourbon in his desk.

A lot of lives will be thrown into chaos

by the bomb you're about to drop on this team.

This better not be about me or for me. I don't wanna any part of it.

Any part?

Look, at the end of the day, we're both living the lives we wanted.

They were never really compatible.

This is the life that you wanted?

You have a job and a past that you can't tell anybody about.

You have loyalty to a man who, trust me, doesn't understand the concept.

Maybe.

But I've never met a situation I can't fix.

You know Marshall would fire you for helping Juliette, but you risk it.

Every time.

Because when you look at her...

you see me.

That's something even you can't fix.

Well, neither one of us can cook.

- No. - In the kitchen.

But I really enjoy making a mess with you.

Yeah, I enjoy watching you put out a grease fire.

Especially the way you were screaming when you were waving that towel.

Oh, it is midnight.

So, look, I know the rules. I don't wanna overstep.

So let's get you home. School night.

I could stay a little later.

Yeah, but, you know...

Now you're just messing with me.

Listen, I would love to mess with you, but...

At a later date. I can wait.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Well, I can't.

You are strong. You got me scared shirtless, girl.

I didn't think she was ever gonna go down.

Man, she's a talker. Literally, my ears are tired.

I know.

It must be exhausting embarrassing me so much.

But I think that she actually likes you.

Well, I do well in that demo.

Come on, I think that you do well in a lot of demos.

Hey, 12:02.

You survived.

Yeah.

All right, well, I'll see you at work.

Yes, thanks. Thank you, thank you.

You're welcome.

What did you forget?

I know what I want.

You let me know if you're in.