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- The good news is, your
father'’s out of the woods.

Due to the nature
of his heart event,

we were able
to administer a PCI.

- PCI?

- Percutaneous coronary
intervention.

- Well, yeah, that'’s
the best kind.

- Oh.

- Now, unfortunately, we need
to keep him here a few days.

We found indications of
hyperplastic arteriolosclerosis

and possibly
arterial stenosis.

Do you have
any questions?

- Uh--no. No--good.
- No, I don'’t think so.

- Thank you.

Do you have any idea what
that guy was telling us?

- I was hoping
you did.

- What did
the doctor say?

- Well, in the beginning,
he said "massive."

- Massive?

- I didn'’t like
the sound of it either.

- But wait, at one point
in time, he did say "mild"--

- Mild?

What was massive?
What was mild?

Come on!
I need answers!

- The two important things are
is that he'’s out of the woods,

and secondly,

you need to be here
whenever I talk to a doctor.

- Well, that'’s obvious.

- Your father'’s awake,
but, uh, keep in mind,

he'’s pretty
heavily medicated.

- Thank you.
- Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You'’re not going anywhere.
I have lots of questions.

- Good luck, Doc!

Hey, Dad.
- How you feel, Pop?

- Fantastic.

This bed goes any position
I want; I had four Jell-Os;

there'’s a "Gimme a Break!"
marathon on the television--

What could be bad?

- Well, the doctor said
you had something called

a myocardial infarction.

- [laughs]

"Infarction."[laughs]

That'’s funny.[laughs]

- Well, yeah, I--I--
I don'’t think it is.

- What is?

- Infarction.

- [laughs]

- Hey.
Okay, I got the info.

The doctor said that
Barton has hyperplastic

arteriolosclerosis-

- Yeah, you know,
I was gonna get to that.

What is it, again?

- His arteries are clogged.

It'’s very common
and treatable, Barton.

But they'’re gonna need you
to stay in the hospital

for a couple days
so they can run some tests.

- They'’re the doctors.

I'’m not one to argue.

- I'’m gonna find out
what that doctor gave him

and see if I can
get some to go.

- What'’s that word,
again, son?

- "Infarction?"

- [heartily laughs]

♪

[soul music]

♪

- Hey, Alicia.
- Hey, Stamps.

How'’s your father?

- Oh, he'’s doing okay.

He'’s loving the Jell-O.

So what'’s going on here?

- Well, I'’m trying
to pick out a dress

for this stupid wedding
I'’m going to.

I have to look amazing.

Everyone I ever hated
in college is gonna be there.

Basically,
my whole sorority.

- Sounds fun.

- Well, it'’s in Richmond,
if you want to take the trip

with me, you could
go apartment hunting.

- Uh, yeah,
you know, about that.

I know I told you that I would,
you know, take the job

with you in Virginia,
but I can'’t go now.

Not with my dad
getting sick and all.

- Well, what did
the doctor say it was?

- Well, um,
he actually said a lot.

He said that he had
a hypo-plasmo-radic

sciss-ree-osis
of the bi-cuspit.

I'’m not sure
you'’d understand.

- Hey, hey,
everybody!

It'’s five days
to election.

Alicia, you got those
poll numbers yet?

Come on, tell me
something good.

- Well, you'’re within
a percentage point of Saxby.

He'’s got 49%,
and you'’ve got 48%,

but looking at
the breakdown, I just don'’t see

a lot of room
for growth.

- Wait, there'’s
3% missing.

- Oh, it'’s not missing,
it'’s going to that ridiculous

third-party candidate,
Zagelman.

- The anti-government nutcase.
Who'’d vote for him?

- Well, he'’s big with
the tinfoil hat crowd.

♪

- These Zagelman idiots
have to know he can'’t win.

He'’s never held
public office.

He'’s a dentist.

- Well, to be fair, babe,
I'’m a singer-turned-minister.

- Don'’t get all logical with me,
I'’m on your side.

And at least you have
a plan for the city.

Zagelman just wants to get
rid of the whole government.

- Well, I can'’t believe that
3% of the citizens of St. Louis

are stupid enough
to vote for him.

- Yeah,
they should be voting for you.

Well, not '’cause
they stupid.

- I wish he'’d
just drop out.

- Well, why don'’t
you just ask him to?

- Why would
he do that?

- '’Cause it'’s 3%,
and he can add.

- I guess there'’s
no harm in trying.

We can invite him to dinner,
butter him up?

- Yeah, tell him if he
drops out of the race,

and throws his support
your way,

you'’ll give him a job
on your staff.

- Like what?

- Who cares?

Make something up,
some administrative job

that sounds important
but doesn'’t mean anything.

With big words, like
"executive" and "liaison."

You know, the kind of thing
you give Stamps.

♪

- Zagelman is coming
to your house?

- Yep, and we'’re gonna wine him,
we'’re donna dine him,

then offer him
the title

of "executive administrative
liaison."

- "Executive administrative
liaison?"

I was hoping for that.

- That'’s what
I'’m talking about.

- Alicia, do you
have a second?

- First,
don'’t think, just react.

Which one of these three
is the sexiest?

- Ooh, that girl
in the middle is hot.

- Not the models,
the dresses!

- Oh.
- Ugh. I hate shopping.

So what did you want
to talk about?

- Well, it was about
the Virginia job.

Sorry to leave you
in the lurch like that.

- It'’s fine.
I'’ll call Bruce Peters.

He'’s great,
excited to do it.

- Oh.
Oh, cool, you know, uh,

I was worried you
wouldn'’t be able

to replace me,
yeah, you know.

I'’m happy for Bruce,
whoever he is.

- He'’s great.
- Yeah, you mentioned that.

- So, Alicia, what is it
you'’re shopping for?

- A dress.

Will you help me?

- [chuckles]
Girl.

It'’s too hard to translate
all of this into that.

- Please,
I am dying here.

- Okay, what is it for?
I'’ll help you.

- A wedding.

- Oh, that is
my specialty.

- Well, I was thinking
about this floral one.

- No, no, no,
Alicia.

Look at me.

Look at me!

I'’m the captain now.

You will meet me here
tomorrow at 11:00.

Bring a strapless bra
and a thong.

- Well, I don'’t
have a thong.

- Well, then we have
another stop to make.

♪

[doorbell rings]

- That can'’t be him.

It'’s not even
close to 6:30.

Hey, Harry.
You'’re early.

- That happens a lot.
I don'’t obey stop signs.

I reject the notion that
the government has the right

to tell me
when to stop.

- 3%.

- Come on in, man.

- Uh, Labka?
Labka.

Come.

- Well, hello,
uh, welcome.

- Nice to meet you.

- Don'’t bother,
she'’s Russian.

Doesn'’t speak
a lick of English.

- So she'’s your, uh...

- Fiancée.

- What do you
talk about?

- Anything I want
to talk about.

- [chuckles]
Well.

Uh--um, Harry, I hope
you brought your appetite

and a translation dictionary.

- I'’m starving;
the only thing

I like more than
the free market, a free meal.

- Well, that'’s great because
I'’m grilling filets tonight.

- Excellent.
I like my meat

like I like
my government: lean.

- You got one for everything,
don'’t you?

Ooh!
No, no, no-no-no.

Don'’t smoke this
in the house.

No-no-no.
No ,no, no, no, no.

Don'’t smoke
any of them.

- Harry, so while
we'’re waiting on the filets,

again, since
you'’re way early,

what do you say we have
a little private talk?

- Oh, anything you want
to say to me,

you can say
in front of Labka.

- [chuckles]

I guess that is true.

- I'’m gonna go
in the kitchen

and get some
hors d'’oeuvres started.

Um, Labka,
why don'’t you come with?

I say Labka!

Why don'’t you come
with me in the kitchen?

I'’ma be in there if you
change your mind.

- [speaking Russian]

- Um, I'’m sorry,
what did she just say?

- I don'’t know.

- Look,
Harry,

the election'’s four days away,
and we'’ve all seen the numbers,

and we know where
this thing is headed.

- I hear you, Boyce.

The last thing we want
is a split vote

and end up with
another four years of Saxby.

- Exactly.

So, you know,
the painful reality is

it'’s time to talk
about conceding.

- Oh, Boyce, don'’t feel
sheepish about bringing it up.

I came here prepared, um.

I would like to
offer you the job

of "deputy consulting liaison."

- Wait, wait--wait--
you'’re offering me a job?

- I mean,
not for nothing.

You'’d have to concede
and throw your support my way.

- You can'’t offer me
a bogus job.

I was gonna offer you
a bogus job.

At least my bogus job had
the word "executive" in it.

- Not interested.

- But I'’m crushing you.

- Yeah, only if you believe
the lame-stream media.

- Guys,
I'’ve got wine.

- You are completely
out of your mind.

- Uh--uh
red and white.

- I don'’t have to
listen to this.

Let'’s go, Labka.

Labka, we'’re leaving.

Ah, I'’ll be in the car.

- You got to go, honey.

Shoo.

Let her stay, Boyce, she
look like she could use a meal.

♪

- Dad?

- How you feel, Pop?

- Fantastic.
Damn bed keeps moving.

There'’s nothing on TV
but "Diff'’rent Strokes."

And the Jell-O--

Well, the Jell-O'’s
all right.

Just not enough of it.

- Looks like they turned down
the dosage on your happy juice.

- Hey, I'’m not one
to complain.

So how'’s everything going
with that moron Zagelman?

- The man won'’t
answer my calls.

I mean, one time
someone did pick up,

but didn'’t say anything.

I'’m assuming
it was his fiancée.

- I'’d like to get out there
and help you son,

but these damn doctors
don'’t know what they'’re doing.

- Sorry about my dad,
Dr. Prizant.

- It'’s okay. You don'’t get
to choose your patients.

You pull back the curtain,

sometimes it'’s a sweet,
little old lady--

sometimes it'’s not.

- You know what,
Zagelman'’s a dentist.

He sees patients.

I'’ll just make
an appointment.

- He'’s not
gonna see you.

- Well, sure, he may not take
a call from Boyce Ballentine,

but he will make an appointment
with Dirk Benedict.

- The actor
from "The A-Team?"

- Huh?

No, I'’m just saying
I'’ll use a fake name.

You know what, I knew
that sounded familiar, man.

He was the tall one, right, with
the grey, with the sideburns?

I'’m just gonna
make a call.

- Aren'’t you gonna
miss your ride?

- No, don'’t worry about it, Dad.
I'’ll stay here with you.

- Well, suit yourself.

Got a couple of lime Jell-Os
hidden behind those flowers.

Grab me one and
get one for yourself.

- All right.

There you go.

Say, uh,
this is nice.

- You should trythe red.

- No, no, no, I mean,
spending time with you.

You know, hey,
everything'’s been so crazy,

it makes me realize
what'’s really important.

- Stop talking like
I'’m gonna die, you drama queen.

- Well,
it'’s not just that.

Pop, I haven'’t
told anybody this,

but Alicia offered me
a job in Virginia.

- Well, I'’m not
surprised.

You'’re kicking butt
on the campaign.

- Thanks, Pop.

Obviously, I'’m not
gonna go, though.

Not with everything
going on with you.

- You know,
that'’s incredible, Stamps.

For a full 20 seconds there,
I thought you weren'’t an idiot.

- What--
- Son.

You finally found
something you'’re great at,

and you got a job offer
doing it.

Now, if you don'’t
want the job, fine.

But don'’t use me as an excuse
just because you'’re a wuss.

- Point taken,
but you know,

I wouldn'’t hate it if
they put you back on the juice.

- Leave the Jell-O.

♪

- I don'’t know
about this dress, Lolli.

- Just come out
and show me.

You look fantastic!

- I'’m not sure it'’s--it'’s me.

- No, it'’s not you.

But we'’re not
going for you.

- Well, that'’s hurtful.

- Alicia,
why am I here?

- To watch me suffer.

- No, why am I
really here?

- Because you thought the dress
I was buying online was ugly.

- No, you thought the dress
you were buying online was ugly.

So I'’m gonna ask you
one more time, why am I here?

- Because you always
look good.

You are sexy
and confident,

and when you walk into a room,
people go "Wow!"

When I walk into a room,
people go "Eh."

So I am going to this wedding,
and I hate buying dresses,

but two of my ex-boyfriends
are gonna be there.

And I would really like
people to go "Wow."

And that is why
you are here.

- Wait a minute,
two ex-boyfriends?

Daphne, we'’re gonna need
a low-cut red number.

Oh,
and some chicken cutlets.

- Is that really necessary?

Bring the cutlets.

♪

- Okay, how we doing today,
Mr. Martin?

- Oh, actually, doctor,
it'’s me.

- What are you doing here?

I have nothing
to say to you.

- Look, you have to talk to me,
I'’m your patient now.

- No, mister, uh,

"Marty Martin"
is my patient.

Couldn'’t you have been more
creative with the fake name?

- I was in a hurry.

Fake names are hard.

- Please leave.

- I'’m not going anywhere.

- This is a dental office,
I have other patients.

- You haven'’t
examined me yet.

- Clearly you'’re
not here for that.

- No, I am.

I want a dental exam.
Come on, let'’s do this.

Oh, whoo,
that is bright.

- Okay, if you, uh,
really want to do this.

- I do.

Look, Zagelman,
about the other night, man,

I--I know things got
a little heated, but I think

that if you and I--
- Open wide.

- Sit down--ahh.
- Wider.

Wider.
- Ahh.

Look, man, if we
could just sit down--

- Oh, I don'’t like
the look of that.

- Huh--wha?
[tool buzzing]

- You have an abscess
by your third molar.

- Okay, all right, man.

You'’re only saying that
because you'’re mad at me.

- I don'’t joke around
with teeth.

Okay.
- Ah!

- Peggy, get
the anesthesia ready.

- Why?

- Marty Martin'’s gonna
have a little surgery.

♪

- Check me out.

- Yes, hot-a-momma!

Now, this is the you
that you want you to be.

- Is it too much?

- Look at who you asking
and then ask it again.

- You'’re right.
I am hot.

[sizzles]
Ow!

- Well--well, let'’s not
do that at the wedding.

- How are we doing,
ladies?

- Daphne, she'’s
gonna take all three.

- Yeah.
Wait, how much is this one?

- No, no, no, no, no.

The first rule of shopping:
you never look at the tag.

- YOLO.

People still say that?

together: No.

- So is there where you'’re
gonna get your new dress

for Boyce'’s inauguration?

- Inauguration?

There might really
be an inauguration.

I--I hadn'’t even
thought of that.

- Yeah, if Boyce
gets Zagelman'’s votes,

he could win this.

- That'’s insane.

Boyce could actually
be the mayor.

And I'’d be married
to the mayor.

That means I got
to get a cause.

And all the good ones
like healthy eating

and "say no to drugs"
are already taken.

- True.
Your life is about to change.

You thought the
election was crazy.

[blows raspberry]

- Well, at least
the campaign is over.

- Yeah, for a couple
of years,

but then you got to start
gearing up for the next one.

- Daphne, we'’re gonna need
another bottle of champagne!

- Alicia,
there you are.

Well, why aren'’t you--

Wow.

- There'’s your "wow."

- Why aren'’t you
answering your phone?

- Oh, I guess I must have
left it in the dressing room.

- And Stamps,
there are no pockets

in this tight
little number.

- Yeah.

[phone ringing]
- Oh, that'’s me.

- So what is the emergency,Stamps?

- I want the job.
Don'’t hire Bruce Peters.

- I was never gonna hire
Bruce Peters.

He'’s an idiot.

- I thought you were
giving him my job?

- No, I just said that
to motivate you to take the job.

- Well--
now I don'’t want the job.

- Yes, you do.

- No, I will not
be manipulated like this.

- Fine, I'’ll call
Andre Glover.

- Ha, yeah, right, Andre
Glover'’s probably an idiot.

- No, actually,
Andre Glover is brilliant.

I don'’t know why I didn'’t think
of that in the first place.

- I'’ll take the job.

- Smart move.

Andre Glover'’s an idiot.

- That was
Zagelman'’s office.

They said that Boyce is there
and he had anesthesia.

- At Zagelman'’s office?
- That'’s what they said.

And he needs a ride home.

Stamps,
you gonna have to drive.

Daphne, get us
some to-go cups.

♪

- Okay, Reverend, it'’ll take
a while for the gas to wear off,

and, uh, no solid foods or
cold beverages until tomorrow.

Now, uh, what was it
you wanted to say to me?

- [slurring]
Nah, screw it, man.

- Excuse me?

- I hate this.

You know,
the stupid politics,

the speeches, and
the deal-making crap.

I don'’t need this.

I could go on tour
and sing my old songs

and make a fortune.

Ooh, I feel good.

Uh--and Peggy,

let me get another
squirt of that gas.

- Peggy, no, no.

- Come on.
Come on, now.

Okay--look--come on--
Here'’s a hundred.

Ju--ju--fill the room up
with it.

Peggy?

- If you hate politics so much,
why are you running for mayor?

- What?

- Why are you
running for mayor?

- Zagelman, man, man,
I love this messed-up city.

It'’s where I grew up.

It'’s where
my peoples is from.

You know, it'’s where
I first rode a bike,

where I made love...

It'’s the Lou!

- Okay, you win.

- What?I do?

What do I win, a little,
tiny tube of toothpicks?

- I'’m dropping out of the race
and I'’m endorsing you.

- You are?
- Mm-hmm.

- That'’s so neat.

- Well, I have to admit, I don'’t
see a clear path to victory,

and you love this city almost
as much as I hate government,

and plaque.

You have beautiful teeth,
Reverend Ballentine.

If you take care of
St. Louis half as well

as you take care of
your mouth, we'’re in good hands.

- Boyce.

What'’s going on?

- Lolli,

is this real life?

- What did you do
to my baby?

- Dr. Zagelman just
gave me his 3%.

- [gasps]

- That'’s fantastic!
- All right.

- Yeah,
come on, Doc.

Let'’s hug it out.

- Ah, this is nice.

Labka isn'’t
into physical contact.

- Okay, okay.

- Oh, come on.
- Oh.

- Yeah, sure.
- Oh, okay.

- Nice.

Hey?
- Uh-uh.

♪

- So with Zagelman'’s voters
in my column,

I might just
clinch this thing.

- [chuckling]
- Can you believe it?

- That'’s great, son, let'’s
go grab a beer and celebrate.

- Dad--

How about I get you an apple
juice and you can shake it up?

- Fine.

That'’s great news, huh?

- I'’m so happy.

- Maybe you should
tell your face that.

- I'’m trying, Barton.

- What is it?

- Well, I just realized
something today.

Boyce might actually
win this thing.

- Isn'’t that the goal?

- Well, yes, b-but, I'’ve been
so focused on the campaign,

I never really thought about
what would happen afterwards.

I mean, don'’t get me wrong,
I want this for Boyce.

I--I just don'’t know
if I want it for me.

- Have you told Boyce
how you feel?

- No.
I-it'’s my crazy,

and I'’ll deal with it.

So please,
don'’t say anything.

♪

[soul music]

♪

- ♪ The soul man

- ♪ Hey