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- Toby.
- Kate.

I can't fall for a fat person right now.

It's always gonna be about
the weight for me, Toby.

I'm done dieting, okay?

Wait.

I wonder if I could check
on him from time to time.

No.

Hey, Mom! Hey, Miguel.

I'm Rebecca. I'm Randall's mother.

Very nice to meet you.

Uh, nice to meet you as well.

It's in the book of poems that
Randall's had since he was a baby.

The one I gave Rebecca back in the day.

Rebecca, this is Beth.
Yeah, um, so William just told me

something really interesting.

About the two of you.

You will never defeat Shredder.

- Get away, Shredder.
- Boys.

I just ironed those shirts.

No roughhousing until we get
to Grandma and Grandpa's.

And no roughhousing when we get
to Grandma and Grandpa's, either.

I want you to just sit there
quietly, okay? Maybe mention

what a good mom I am if it comes
up naturally in conversation.

I hate this stupid
sweater. It's so itchy.

I know, baby doll,
but Grandma knit it just for you.

She didn't do a really good job.

I hate going to Grandma and Grandpa's.

Whenever we take pictures,
they always say,

"Okay, okay, now one
with just the twins."

I will talk to them about that. Again.

Okay, get excited, people.
Annual Thanksgiving road trip.

I've got snacks.

I got Cool Ranch.

I've got Paul Simon.

- Now everyone, go pee.
- We already peed.

Go pee again,
six-hour road trip, come on.

- Go, go, go. Go, go, go.
- But... but we already went.

Don't get anything
on your chinos, please.

Do you hear me?
They inherited your aim, Jack.

Hey, cranberry looks great.

I know. Great is not good enough,
it has to be perfect.

Because my sister's sweet
potato pie is gonna be perfect,

and I can't stand to hear my
mother's passive-aggressive BS

if my sauce is not absolutely perfect.

Perfect. Babe, it is perfect.

It is, it's perfect.
Or, as your mother would say,

"Becky, it's to die for."

- Can I have the nutmeg, please?
- Oh. Yeah.

I'm sorry. I know this is not a fun way

- to spend the holiday.
- Not fun? Are you kidding me?

Listening to your sister's husband brag

about his expensive CD
player for three hours

is the definition of fun.

So, always thought that,

when my folks die, we get to
do our own thing, you know?

Make up our own stupid
traditions with the kids.

That's because you're a very,
very naive man.

Yeah? Thank you.

- Oh!
- Oops.

Okay, okay.

- Boys, change, change, change.
- Sorry.

- Step over this and change.
- Sorry.

For me it's cranberry sauce.

Sweet potatoes with marshmallow crust.

Bacon wrapped dates.

Jell-O with the little pieces
of fruit floating on the inside

- and then whipped cream on top.
- Oh!

My weakness is stuffing.

- Mm.
- I could eat a whole bowl of it,

but this is my first Thanksgiving
since my gastric bypass surgery,

so my stomach's now
the size of a walnut.

Which means if I overdo it,
I'll be holed up in the bathroom

vomiting my guts out, while
everybody else is watching football.

But, hey, I've lost

30 pounds now so far.

So, worth it.

- Right?
- Yes,

yes it is.

Now, for everybody else,

Thanksgiving is full of triggers.

So we have to stay vigilant.

But I know you guys can do it.

This is great.

Mm.

So, Thanksgiving in New York.

It's gonna be great. The Big Apple.

I hope your mom likes me.

- Toby...
- You know, what am I worried about?

Parents love me,
I'll tell them the story

about the time I met Streisand.
Parents love Streisand.

I don't think that you should
come with me to New York.

What? Why? Why not?

Because I think we should take a break.

A... a break?

Mm-hmm.

Why?

Because I've been dreading this date.

Because I knew that you would
eat that and I would eat this.

And because ever since you stopped
dieting, I have felt weak.

Oh, no, I was weak.

The other night I stuffed my
face full of powdered donuts,

and then I cried myself to sleep.

Yup.

And, listen, if you don't want
to lose weight, that's fine

because that's your choice.

But I told...

I told you that when I met you,

that I couldn't fall for a fat person.

But you did.

You fell-you fell for me.

So now what?

You're just gonna throw me away?

I used to watch romantic comedies

where... the perfect,
charming, Hugh-Grant-guy

would bend over backwards
for the woman that he loves.

And I... would think,
"If I could have that,

that I would be happy."

And then I met you.

And you were better than them.

You were better than my wildest dreams.

Um...

But I'm still not happy, Toby.

Um, and it's not just about my weight.

It's...

it's just...

I've got to get a handle on myself,

on the weight and on all of it.

And I, um...

God, I-I need that more than
anything right now, and I want it.

I want it more than anything right now.

Even more than me?

Well, it sounds like you've
made up your mind, so...

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.
We're back Monday at 10:00.

Uh, Olivia, I'm guessing you probably
don't celebrate Thanksgiving, right?

My mum's American.

I am definitely not getting
together with relatives I hate

so we can gorge ourselves on dry bird,

while pretending that we'd
ever have anything to do

with each other if we
weren't related by blood.

Wow. So what are you gonna do then?

I shall be going to my favorite
dive bar in Sunset Park

where they'll be playing Rocky II.

Because they're always playing Rocky II,

and I shall watch Rocky II
with my favorite

borderline senile bartender, Benny,

whilst drinking three to five bourbons.

Have a good break, Kevin.

You should celebrate
Thanksgiving with me

and my family, if you,
you know, if you want.

Kevin.

I'm not spending
Thanksgiving in New Jersey

meeting the walking
slices of Wonder Bread

responsible for... this.

Okay, Wonder Bread. Wow, all
right, you are way off, sister.

My family is, uh, we're like
whatever the most interesting

kind of bread would be... You
know, we're like multigrain bread.

Except we're not that healthy.
We're like, uh...

we would be ciabatta bread.

That's what we are. Check this out.

My mother is, uh, married to
my dead dad's best friend.

I have a twin sister who
is seriously overweight.

And I have an adopted black brother

who just recently reconnected with
his biological father who is dying.

Now, don't you want to
see that up close, huh?

I mean, come on, you're
the one always saying that

the more time we spend together
in our personal lives,

the more it's gonna look like
we're married on stage, right?

So, there's that.

Plus Rocky II is not the
best Rocky... movie, is it?

- So...
- Fine.

Pick me up at noon tomorrow.

Just like that... Oh, hey, um, you
know, if we want to beat traffic...

- Noon.
- We'll do noon.

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- Wake up, baby.
- Mm?

- It's turkey day.
- Mm-hmm.

What, it's too early, babe.

Meet me in the kitchen in ten minutes.

Wake up!

Wake up, my darlings!

Hey.

Thanksgiving prep
starts in nine minutes.

Kitchen! Let's go!

Hey. Wake up, old man.
It's Thanksgiving.

Meet me in the kitchen in
eight minutes, come on.

Okay, okay, okay.

- Wake up, Kevin!
- Oh! Oh, my God!

Report to kitchen in
T-minus seven minutes.

Come on.

Yeah, no, it's good because
it's time to get up anyway.

Hey, finally, some help.

- You're on potato duty.
- Oh, nice.

What, is that your
potato mashing jacket?

Uh, sorry I can't help you.

I got to pick up Olivia.
I need the keys.

It's hanging up on the wall, man,

right there.

So, when do, uh,

Mom and Miguel get here? Mom and
Miguel get here any minute.

He's our stepdad, not ISIS.

- Oh.
- Hey, don't forget you're in charge

- of picking up the hot dogs.
- I have hot dogs,

- Kraft singles and the saltines.
- Yeah.

It's not my first Pearson Thanksgiving.

Excited to meet your girlfriend.

Okay, Olivia's not my
girlfriend, okay...

- Okay.
- ...and you're gonna be cool.

Randall, look it, eye contact, please.

- You're gonna be cool, right?
- Oh, baby, I'm as cool

as the other side of the
pillow. You feel me?

Yeah. Yeah, here's the thing.
You're not allowed to talk to her.

Cause she'll want me?

She'll want me so bad.

Thanksgiving Dad is a hot dad.

- Jesus.
- Watch it.

Ah.

- See you in a minute.
- All right.

Hey! There's my turkey team.

Little turkey, medium turkey,

you guys go up to the
attic and bring down

the Thanksgiving picnic
blankets, please.

- Okay.
- On it!

All right.

- Big...
- You call me big turkey...

beautiful, brown eyes.

Mm-hmm, better.

Would you be so kind
as to hook up the VCR

so we can watch the movie later, please?

Yes, give me a minute.

- Okay.
- VCR?

Even I'm too young to use a VCR.

Hey, Pearson Thanksgiving is a
whole thing, all right? You'll see.

- All right.
- Hey, William,

- you know your way around a yam?
- Of course.

- Let me at them yams.
- Thank God.

Whoa, whoa.

- You okay?
- Oh, I'm fine.

Just dying.

You know what?

- On second thought...
- No, I could do it.

I could... today you
are on relaxation duty.

- Randall, I can get the potatoes.
- It's all good.

We will take care of everything.

- You sure?
- I'm positive. It's all good.

- All right.
- Man, I am pumped.

My mom and biological father
eating at the same table?

How great is this?!

- Beth?
- Huh?

Isn't this great?

Mm-hmm.

- Okay, let me get that. Be right back.
- Okay.

What's with her?

- I have no idea.
- Huh.

- Hey, guys!
- Hey.

- Happy Thanksgiving.
- Oh, Happy Thanksgiving.

- Happy Thanksgiving.
- Happy Thanksgiving.

It already smells so good in here.

- It does.
- Oh, these look so good.

You want to put these
in the kitchen for us?

- Absolutely. On my way.
- Good.

I know you've been avoiding my calls.

No, that's silly,

I've just been busy.

Rebecca, I don't know how things work

in your marriage, okay?

I don't know.

But in mine, we don't keep secrets.

And for the past three days,
I've had to hold onto a whopper.

You and William have known each
other for Randall's entire life

and you kept that from him?

I know. I'm gonna tell
him at some point.

No, I need you to tell him today.

I'm not... I'm not telling him today.

Not on Thanksgiving.

Beth...

- I will do it in my own time.
- You have had enough time.

I need you to find the time to do it
before you leave this house tonight...

- or I will.
- There she is.

- Hey, Mom.
- Hey.

- Happy Thanksgiving.
- Happy Thanksgiving, my love.

Wel... good to see you.

- I'm sorry, I've been cooking.
- No.

Don't want to get anything
on you. I got to go finish.

- Just got to keep going.
- No, no, I'm here to help chop.

I'll take it off. Thank you very much.

How is it already 4:00?

Well, we spent the last two hours

grocery store hopping, searching

for the perfect cranberry
sauce... which we found.

- So, obviously worth it.
- This sweater's so itchy.

- Get your elbow out of my face!
- You know what? No talking,

just listen to Graceland.

We've already listened to
Graceland like five times.

Yeah. We get it, Dad.
We can call him Al.

Oh!

Oh!

- Are you okay?
- Everyone okay?

- Yeah.
- Breathe, breathe, breathe.

We're okay.

It's okay.

Welcome back to the parade...

Look at that. Ooh.

51 degrees in New York City.

So, how are things with
the new assistant working out?

Uh, Kelsey?

- Yeah.
- Right?

Uh, not great.

She's been adding little one-liners
to her e-mail signature.

Monday's was, "If the glass
is half-empty, add tequila."

She sounds fun.

Yeah, she sent that to the
president of Chase Bank.

- Hey, sweetheart, um...
- Hmm?

We should find some time
to try and talk today.

- Hello, hello.
- That's Kevin and his date.

- Girls?
- Let's go say hi. To be continued.

- Hey, Uncle Kevin.
- How are you?

- Good.
- Good to see you, all right.

- Got my keys?
- Yup.

Thank you. Hey, how you doing?

- Mom.
- Hello, sweetheart.

- How are you?
- Happy Thanksgiving.

Happy Thanksgiving, good to see you.

- It's good to see you.
- Hey.

- Miguel.
- Kevin.

- Yep.
- How's, uh, the play going?

Having fun at rehearsals?

Fun?

No, Miguel, I'm not having any fun.
It's emotionally brutal work.

- But thank you for asking.
- Kevin.

Okay. Look, uh, this is, oh, Olivia.

- Hi... Hello.
- Yeah.

- You're pretty.
- Thank you.

You look like Katy Perry.

Uh, this is Tess and Annie and
you've met my brother, Randall.

The adopted one.

Yeah.

- Hi, Olivia. I'm Rebecca.
- Hi.

Randall and Kevin's mother.
Really glad you could

join us for Thanksgiving.

Well, thank you so much for having me.

I mean, I hate Thanksgiving, but still.

- You're very welcome.
- Everyone, uh,

- get our shoes on.
- Good idea.

Time to get our hike on.
Hey, uh, Beth, William, let's go.

Well, we don't do the hike, do we?

Oh, absolutely.
Pearson Family tradition.

You're gonna love it.

You're gonna love it.

You're not. You're not gon... You're
gonna, you're gonna tolerate it.

What's exciting, The guy
doing the sets won a Tony.

- Really?
- Yeah.

- That is so great.
- Right?

What is the, uh,
the name of the play again?

What? Are you serious?

- The Back of an Egg.
- Back of an Egg.

Yeah, Mom, I told you like eight times.

I know, I know, I'm sorry. I just, uh...

Grandma and Grandpa,
Tess found a dead bird.

Oh, don't touch it. Here, show me where.

- Come see!
- Okay, come show it to me.

So, your parents, they don't
mind you skipping Thanksgiving?

- No.
- Really?

My mom used to make very
elaborate Thanksgivings.

She'd even make three kinds of pie.

The right kind of pie could save
us from our miserable selves.

Then, inevitably,
Dad's beeper would go off,

and he'd pretend it was the hospital,

even though we all knew he
was banging some nurse.

And Mom would get sad...

and drunk and angry.

You know, the funny thing is,
we had all those pies

and I don't think we ever
once made it to dessert.

It pissed me off 'cause
I really like pie.

No, no. Relax, relax.

- Have a seat.
- All right.

You know, I can go get the car.

No, no, no, no, no.
Just give me a minute.

Okay.

Hey, what'd you used to
do for Thanksgiving?

Oh, I'd spend it with my sober friends.

- Cats I met in the meetings.
- Mmm.

A lot of 'em are musicians.

Most of us didn't have family.

None we were on speaking
terms with, anyway.

So we'd have a big potluck.

Everyone would bring their
instruments, and we'd jam all night.

- Really?
- Oh, yeah.

Otis Redding, Muddy Waters, you name it.

One of the guys had an old tape player.

He would record us for posterity.

Hmm. I was too sick to
attend last year's, so...

I started a whole new
Thanksgiving tradition.

I'd listen to those tapes,

and eat an entire Marie
Callender's "pee-can" pie.

Or "puh-kahn" pie.

Oh, man, I wish I would
have packed those tapes.

Oh, well.

How long did you say this hike was?

Exactly 3.4 miles.

Jack, it's gonna get dark soon.

What do we do now?

Now we walk.

- What?
- Guys.

Come on. It'll be like
a fun little hike.

Mom.

Hey, Randall.

They're finally letting us on the plane,

four hours later.

Um, so I'm gonna miss the movie.

But I should make it in time for dinner.

It's just gonna be me.

I'll explain later.

Okay, bye.

Don't worry, I bought both these seats.

Here's your seat belt extender.

- Let's get you strapped in.
- Oh, I-I got it.

- Thank you.
- You welcome.

Hi, folks, this your captain speaking.

We've got a bit of a wait ahead of us,

as we are 12th in line for takeoff.

How are we not there yet?

I feel like we've been walking for days.

What was that sound?

Oh, that's probably just
an animal in the woods.

- What?
- Seriously?

There are animals in the woods?

Okay, okay, guys, I have an idea.

Why don't we play a game?

- Called The Thanksgiving Game?
- Great idea.

Everyone is going to tell us

what their Thanksgiving is gonna
be like when they grow up.

- Kev, you start.
- Easy.

I'm gonna be a quarterback
for the Steelers.

I'll play a big game on Thanksgiving,

then go home and eat an entire turkey.

All right, you've given
that some real thought.

Randall, what about you,
bud, what are you gonna do?

I'm not gonna celebrate Thanksgiving.

Why not?

When you're a grown up,

you don't have to do stuff you hate.

I didn't know no
Thanksgiving was an option.

- I'm not doing it either.
- Me, neither.

- I hate Thanksgiving.
- You guys, come on.

Grandma and Grandpa aren't that bad.

- What?
- It's not just them.

It's you.

You're always mean when
we're at their house and...

you always have this weird...

- and high voice.
- Okay.

Okay. Don't listen to 'em.

Kids are delusional from the cold.

- Keep walking.
- The cold?

Zip it, you.

Come on, don't listen to 'em.

Come on.

Okay, everybody get cider,
movie starts in ten.

Okay. Jackets off, girls.

Hey, um, I'm gonna run to
William's apartment real quick.

What

No, I know, I know. But I'll
be back before the movie's over.

- You got to keep an eye on the turkey.
- No. I mean, why are you...?

Look, he's... he's got these
tapes of him and his friends

playing music, and listening to them

is kind of his Thanksgiving thing.

You're gonna drive two hours

- to go pick up some tapes?
- I think...

That's a little extreme. this may
be his last Thanksgiving, Beth.

Yeah, so that's why you need
to get your ass on the road.

- Hurry up.
- Thank you.

- Daddy, is it time to start the movie?
- Yep. You guys

watch it without me. Uh,
Daddy's got to run a quick errand.

Oh, but you, uh,
you love Police Academy III.

I know. That Steve Guttenberg
gets me every time.

Why don't I come with you
and keep you company?

And miss the movie? That's your
favorite Thanksgiving tradition.

No, ma'am. I'll be fine.
Oh, um, Kate got a new flight.

She'll be here just in time for dinner.

She's not bringing the boyfriend.
Sounds like drama.

Don't know what happened.
All right. Bye. See you.

I'll see you soon, William.

I will go get you some cider.

Thank you, honey.

Hey.

Hey.

So, I, uh...

I know that you and Thanksgiving

have a... somewhat of a spotty past,

but, um... I wanted you to know

that no matter what happens this year,

you're gonna make it to the pie.

- Hey, Kevin.
- Yeah...

Hey.

Uh...

I was just kind of wondering if...

maybe this year, I could wear the hat?

- Oh, you want to wear the hat?
- Yeah, I do.

Every year we do your
family's traditions,

which is fine. I-I enjoy them.

But I think it would
be nice if just once

I got to wear the hat
for Tess and Annie.

Well, uh, gee.

Miguel, that's not gonna happen.

See, my... my dad wore the hat.

And now Randall and I wear
the hat. We take turns

wearing the hat. This year it's my turn

to wear the hat. So... you know,

no dice.

Okay.

Can you believe that guy? Wants
to wear the hat. I wear the hat

and Randall wears the hat.
That's how we do it.

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

Can't do what?

I can't be who you want me to be.

I should... I should go.

- What? Hold on. Wait a minute.
- Please, don't try to stop me.

And please stop trying to see
something in me that isn't there.

Olivia...

- Hey, I see something.
- What?

There it is.

- Oh, yes!
- Oh, yeah!

- Come on.
- Thank you!

Are they gonna get us
a tow truck in there?

Yes, baby, because it's
a Thanksgiving miracle!

- Come on.
- Yay!

Come on.

Yeah. I can't get you
a tow truck tonight.

Why not?

Because it's Thanksgiving.
Everything's closed.

If I were you, I'd just
call someone to pick you up

and deal with the car in the morning.

Okay. Why don't you get
the kids some snacks

to tide them over,
and I will go call my parents.

Go sit in the booth. Come on. Sit down.

Could we get... those hot dogs to go?

Hi, Mom. It's me.

Yeah, I know what time it is.
I'm sorry. We had a tire blow out.

Yeah. Everybody's okay.
We're fine. We're okay.

I didn't call you sooner because
I couldn't call you sooner.

That's why I'm calling you now.

I know how hard you work
to prepare dinner, Mom.

Do you really think that we
wanted to drive through a fence?

Can you just have Dad come and...

No.

No, no, no, no, no. I am not gonna

subject my kids to that this year.

So...

we're not coming.

We're not coming anymore.

Sorry.

- Hmm.
- Okay.

So, what's the new plan?

Uh, I guess we're having Thanksgiving

at the Pinewood Lodge. Pinewood Lodge.

I love it. I love it.

I love it.

I can't believe I just did that.

- I really did that.
- We'll worry about it later. You did.

Let's get the kids.

I just came out for some air.

I'm waiting for my Uber.

I don't know what that is.

How does it feel to be dying?

It feels...

like all these beautiful pieces of
life are flying around me and...

I'm trying to catch them.

When my granddaughter
falls asleep in my lap,

I try to catch the feeling
of her breathing against me.

And when I make my son laugh,

I try to catch the
sound of him laughing.

How it rolls up from his chest.

But the pieces are moving faster now,
and I can't catch them all.

I can feel them slipping
through my fingertips.

And soon where there used to
be my granddaughter breathing

and my son laughing, there will be...

nothing.

Oh.

I know it feels like you have
all the time in the world.

But you don't.

So, stop playing it so cool.

Catch the moments of your life.

Catch them while you're young and quick.

Because sooner than you
know it, you'll be old.

And slow.

And there'll be no
more of them to catch.

And when a nice boy who
adores you offers you pie,

say thank you.

Thank you for the pie.

Such a good movie.

By far the best Police Academy.

Go get it!

Hi.

The name's Pilgrim Rick.

I take it you come in search of lodging.

You're doing a bit.
You're doing a bit...

Uh, yeah.

We're... we're in search of lodging.

I needed a warm bed, too,

when I finally made my
way off the Mayflower.

Do you know about the
Mayflower, little kiddies?

Uh, yep. They do know all about

- the Mayflower.
- Uh, we'll just... we'll take

your finest room, Rick.

Pilgrim Rick.

Be careful.

Oh.

Yeah, I got it, I got it.

Is that real?

No, of course not.

Why is it so hot in here?

Because the furnace is on high.

The furnace is stuck on high, Jack.

Mom, can we take off our
dress clothes, please?

Yes, yes, everybody can strip down.

- Yes.
- Hey, who, uh...

who wants one of the most delicious

gas station hot dogs

in the whole wide
Connecticut woods, huh?

That's cold. Can't eat those.

Or how 'bout instead some, uh,
Kraft Singles? Saltines? Yeah?

Is this really what we're gonna
have for Thanksgiving dinner?

This TV has zero channels.

I should have had my dad come to get us.

Hey, you know what?
Um, get the kids settled.

I'm gonna talk to Pilgrim Rick,
uh, about, uh...

about the furnace.
I'll... I'll be right back.

Guys, really, I can't interest
you in cheese and crackers?

No.

Hey.

There we go.

Sorry about that folks.

Just some very fast moving cold front.

Nothing to worry about. But please,

remain in your seats with
your seatbelts fastened.

Sorry,

I thought I was gonna die.

Me, too.

I almost died married to a man
who's obviously cheating on me.

My kids are out of the house now.

I have no reason to
stay with him anymore.

I'm gonna get a divorce.

Life's too short.

Oh, that must be your dad.

Dad has a key.

Uh,

- who is it?
- It's Pilgrim Rick!

Um,

Pilgrim Rick, we're...

- We're okay, actually.
- I'm here to fix the furnace!

Yeah, we're fine, Pilgrim Rick.

I'm coming in!

Jack!

There's no Jack here, it's Pilgrim Rick.

Do you kiddies know about the Mayflower?

Huh? Huh?

What if I told you a
little Thanksgiving story?

How about a kiss for an old Pilgrim?

- No...
- No, no,

no, no, no, mmm...

Mwah!

Tonight, on the itinerary...

of the Pinewood Lodge,

a movie...

and an indoor picnic.

Yes!

Ooh.

Get the pillows!

I found it in the office.

- Police Academy III?
- Yeah.

You sure that's appropriate?

Ah, it was either that or 9 1/2 Weeks.

So...

- Police Academy III, guys! Yeah.
- So,

we are going to...

skewer our hotdogs

and then...

we're gonna roast 'em...

on an open furnace flame.

And then once they get
all toasty and warm,

we're gonna wrap it in cheese

and then roll it in crushed up crackers.

Thanksgiving cheese dogs.

- Cool.
- Get a stick, come on.

- All right, go.
- Yes!

- I want a stick.
- Here you go, Pilgrim Rick.

Thanks, buddy.

Okay, who's up first?

Me.

And that's the kind
of dog you guys want?

Oh, come on, guys.

Somebody call for Pilgrim Rick?

I'm sorry I'm late but,
uh, I had to make

a little pit stop at the Mayflower.
Turns out Pilgrim Rick is

lactose intolerant. Well, anyway,

I'm here now and I'm looking for

a couple of young little pilgrims...

to... help me out with the, uh...

uh, well the truth is, I am...
I'm actually not Pilgrim Rick.

I'm Pilgrim Kevin. Uncle Kevin, really.

Um...

probably hard for you to tell, though.

My acting has become so stellar,
all this stage acting.

Um, don't be sad though,
the-the real Pilgrim Rick is...

Is right behind you.

Come on.

Uh, are you sure?

Have fun.

- Pilgrim Rick!
- Yay!

It's me, Pilgrim Rick!

You kiddies know about the Mayflower?

Let Pilgrim Rick tell you
a Thanksgiving story.

In 1620...

Find what you needed?

- Yeah.
- All right.

Good. Uh, where's Kate?

She, uh...

texted, she'll... She'll be here soon.

Okay.

Everybody's starving,
you want to get started?

- Mm-hmm.
- Okay.

Hey, Pilgrim Rick. Can you
lead us into the dining room?

- It's time for dinner.
- Absolutely.

Everybody, let's go put on a feast.

What else can I help with?

Okay.

All right.

Shall we start with the yarn?

Here, you do the honors.

Thank you.

This is probably the
greatest movie ever made.

- Yeah?
- This sweater's so itchy.

Here, let me have it.

I have, uh...

I have an idea for one more
Thanksgiving tradition

before we go to bed. Come here.

What is it?

So we're all gonna go around

and say what we're thankful for.

And then whoever's turn it is,

is going to pull on this yarn

and then throw it to the next person.

Okay.

I am thankful...

for my family.

I'm thankful that we're all safe.

And...

there's no one in the world

I'd rather be too hot

or too cold with.

I am thankful for my family.

I am thankful that everyone's safe.

And there is no one in the whole world

I'd rather be too hot

or too cold with.

Grandma always says the same thing.

Yeah, she does, doesn't she?

Is everything all right, baby?

Um... you girls should
go upstairs and play

in Tess's room for a little while.

- But...
- Come on.

Why is there a photo of me

and a letter that you sent
to William's apartment?

- Randall...
- No, you know what?

Don't... don't speak.
Please, don't just... um...

I went to William's apartment

to get his old Thanksgiving tapes.

I was about to go and
I saw this envelope.

I said,

I know that handwriting.

That's my mother's handwriting,
but how-how could that be?

That... it doesn't make sense, right?

So...

I, uh...

"Dear William,

I'm sorry I had to
leave in such a hurry.

But it was wonderful to
see you looking so well

after all these years."

After all these years.

Randall, you have to understand...

Understand what?
That you knew my father?

That you kept him from
me my entire life?

- Everything that I...
- Just stop... Just stop!

Please, stop.

I can't... I can't even look at you.

And all the times I asked
you about my family.

And if I hadn't found
him on my own, I'd....

- I got to go.
- Wait.

Just wait a second, honey.

- Please, babe.
- I just gotta get some time alone.

- Excuse me.
- Hey...

Hey, guys. Sorry I'm so late.

I have an announcement.

I've decided to have
gastric bypass surgery.

Your family is amazing.

Mom?

Yeah, baby.

I changed my mind.

I want to have Thanksgiving
when I grow up.

You do?

Yeah.

I know how I want it to be.

How?

Like tonight.

I want every Thanksgiving

to be like this for the rest of my life.

Mm.

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