All language subtitles for Cedar.Cove.S03E06

Previously, on Cedar Cove--

[Olivia]:
Is that really what you want?

Take me to court and fight
over a piece of property?

Yeah.

-Should I tell Olivia?
-Let me.

[Luke]: Matt?

[Justine]: He's running away
from his life.

I'm starting to get
worried about Olivia.

I don't know
where she is.

[Alex]: I do.

[ambient chatter]

So...

Nice to see you again.

You too.

[Olivia]: Seattle?

[Jack]: You knew that.

Alex needed someone
to be a good friend.

And you were
the only one available?

Who do you think
they're talking about,

you or me?

Oh, my guess is neither.

Or my hope.

Look. Alex is a friend.

We're in
the program together.

I support that.

I don't support day trips
to the city together.

[sighing]

You know what?
Why don't you join me?

Oh, no, thanks.

I don't... anymore.

Oh! So... Jack and you?

Yeah. Well,
that, and we share

a love of the Phillies
and old Westerns.

[laughing]

You have friends, too.

We're not talking
about Paul.

Pretty sure they're
talking about me now.

I'm sorry about before--

with Jeri, in Seattle,
and the bars--

but, Olivia,
you have to trust me,

Alex is a friend.

That's all
she's ever gonna be.

I love you,

I want to be with you.

That's why I called you
six times today.

I called you back.

Yeah. We just, uh,
didn't connect.

We need to change that.

Yeah. We do.

Are we going to
change it?

[laughing] Yes.

[chuckles]

What?

It was really
compassionate of you

to help Alex.

To be honest,
it felt good... to help.

I think

I'd like to have dinner
alone with you tonight,

which is what
I had planned.

I hope Alex
and Paul don't mind.

I think
they'll be okay.

[she laughs]

Okay,
that's not exactly

what I had planned...

but at least
we are alone now.

Yeah.

Yeah.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

Hello, Olivia.

Warren.

Listen,
I think we need

to talk about
your mother's house.

Oh! You mean talk about

how you tried
to manipulate my brother

into destroying
our childhood home?

Come on, Olivia.

We're partners now.

Don't you think we should
at least get along?

-Partners?
-Yeah.

Didn't Will tell you?

Tell me what?

Oh, right! I forgot.
My apologies.

I told him I wanted
to share the good news

with you in person.

So here it is. Um...

Will sold me
his stake in the house.

I-I told him that
I would buy him out.

And I gave him

a very generous,
above-market, all-cash,

no contingency offer
that he couldn't refuse.

Come on, Olivia.
Don't feel so bad.

I mean, even if Will
would've told you,

you wouldn't have survived
a bidding war with me,

and you know it,

so you have
two choices--

you can sell me
your half of the house,

or you can go into
business with me.

Either way, I win.

[chuckles]
And I love that.

I want to see the contracts
you got Will to sign.

Right here.

Oh, by the way,
they're iron-clad.

I'm very thorough.

Have a good day!

[door opening]

There you are!

Hey, Mom.

I didn't hear you
come in last night.

I was out late
with Cliff.

Because...

I'm engaged!
Again! For real!

Oh!

Wow!

Ohh!

And I want you
to be my maid of honor.

What about Olivia?

Olivia's
my best friend,

you are my daughter,

and I want us

to be doing
this wedding together--

planning, everything!

Well, I-I thought,

since you were kind of
down-playing the engagement,

you and Cliff
might just elope.

Or have Olivia
marry you at the court.

No! No, now that
I'm really engaged,

I am all in,

and I want you all in,
right beside me.

We need champagne!

It's a little
early for champagne.

No! I'll put
some orange juice in it.

We have to celebrate.

I'm worried about you.

You didn't need
to come here.

I think I did.

Since Kristen,
you've been living like a monk.

It's not healthy.
You need to move on.

Yeah? What else
do I need to do?

I only say this
because I love you.

Could you love me
a little less?

No.

Olivia!

Hey.

Good morning.

Olivia Lockhart,

this is Liz.

-Hello.
-I'm his sister.

Oh! Sister?

Surprised me, too.

So you're Olivia?

I am.

Paul talks about you a lot.

He does?

I don't.

-He does.
-Don't.

Do.

He's quite
impressed by you.

I'm impressive?

You know that you are.

Are you here on vacation?

The family sent me
to do reconnaissance.

You took a job
3,000 miles away.

The family
misses him.

We barely
hear from him--

a few random e-mails
and texts.

He got divorced

and took the first plane
out of New York.

Well, we're lucky
to have him.

You two, enjoy
your breakfasts.

It was nice
to meet you, Liz,

and to meet someone
from Paul's family.

It's not just the beautiful
vistas of this town

that have captured your heart.

She's in
a long-term relationship,

and we work together.

Complications.

I don't like complications.

You used to love them.

Which is why I'm divorced
and now happily single.

So, come on...

why are you really here?

You heard about Kristen?

"Divorce" means
I don't care if she remarries.

Again... why are you here?

I took a leave of absence
from my job.

Not loving it.

Don't think
I ever really did.

Sorry your job's
not doing it for you anymore.

Work's the only thing
that holds me together.

We need to change that.

"We"?

[forced chuckle]

Morning.

Hey. Matt never
showed up this morning.

What?

Yeah. He didn't call either.

I'll be back.

Whoa, whoa, hey.
Where are you going?

Well, I gotta find him.
Something's up.

No, what you gotta do
is cover for Matt,

plus do your work.

No, Derek--

Look, I feel
for you, Luke,

I do, but I need you.
I mean, you take off,

I can't go out,
I lose the whole day.

Something's wrong
if he didn't show or call.

Go. I'll find
someone to cover.

Thanks, man.

I am going to be
my mother's maid of honor.

My mother's.

"Maid of honor."

Not "matron," "maid."

I am a "maid"
because I am unmarried,

and my mother is a bride...

for the second time.

I'm happy for her...
I'm just unhappy for me.

I don't understand.

It's not easy to say.

Well, spill it.

I thought...

when John and I
moved back here,

that he was going to
ask me to marry him,

and then when he didn't ask me,

I knew what I wanted.

You wanted him to ask you.

Yup.

And now?

We decided
to take a break.

As relationships go,
we are at an impasse.

You guys will
work this out.

Although 41% of marriages
end in divorce.

But maybe you'll
catch the bouquet?

So what happened
to you last night?

Well, Paul and I

thought you guys
wanted to be alone.

Well, we did,
but you didn't have to--

Look, Olivia has
been so cool

with you...
well, helping me.

I just want to
make sure--

No, look. Listen.

Olivia and I are working
through some things

that have nothing
to do with you.

But I did drag you

to that stupid
birthday party.

[laughs] You didn't
drag me anywhere!

Well, dragged or not,
thanks for going.

You were there
when I needed you,

even though I didn't
think I needed you.

Which is why I wanted
to ask you something.

Okay. Shoot.

Will you
be my sponsor?

I haven't had one,

or needed one,
since I lived back east,

and, well,
now I think I need one.

What do you think?

I mean, you've basically
been doing it,

I just thought
we could make it official.

[sighs]

[knocking]

You and I have to talk
about your bridesmaid duties.

I thought you would
do something small.

No! I want to celebrate.

Like "the whole town"
kind of celebrate.

What's this?

Your duties.

[laughs]

It's three pages!

Well, there's been
a lot of changes

since my first go-around.

Look! There's all
these rules and parties

and gifts,
and, I have to say,

I'm loving it.

Come on,
it'll be so much fun.

I'll pick you up in a few,
we'll go for lunch,

and then we can do
some dress shopping.

Today?

Yeah! I'm excited.

I can't go today.
I'm slammed.

Oh. Okay.

Another day. Soon.

Yeah, right. Well, then,
you'll have to excuse me.

I need to go
and finalize my plans

for this year's
charity softball game.

Is it that time already?

It is!

And you need
to pick a team.

Moon's,
or Thyme and Tide.

You know I never play.

-Never say "never."
-I'm gonna stick with "never."

But I'll be there
to cheer everyone on.

I want in.

I want the lead
in the Ford case.

I can do it.
I'm ready.

I am more than
ready. Okay?

Good morning,
Miss Jennings.

"How are you?"
How am I?

I'm fine.
Thank you for asking.

Oh, yeah.
"Morning." So?

It's a felony case.

Yes. That's why I want in.

You seem a little too happy
about diving into this one.

This guy
needs to go down.

It's his first
offense.

But he has a record.

But that record's
not admissible.

Can't be used.

Let's find a way
to use it.

Okay.

You can second chair.
With me.

So... what?

I get to hand you
Gatorade and towels

while you score touchdowns
and pose for pictures?

Yes.

[dejected sigh]

Heads up!

You played ball
back in Philly?

Sure.

Me and a bunch of seriously
overweight sportswriters, yeah.

Well, the town's annual
charity softball game

is in a few days

and I want you to captain
the Thyme and Tide team.

We're playing
Moon's Cafe again.

Same as last year.

Oh! So we're gonna lose?

Not with you playing.

[scoffing] I don't know, Bob.

No, the game raises
a lot of money

for the local animal shelter.
It's a really good cause.

Look.

Moon recruited Paul
for his captain.

Now, there's losing,

and there's
utter humiliation.

Rumor has it

he went to college
on a baseball scholarship.

Was even scouted by some pros.

Well, I guess
I'm putting my money on Moon's.

Again.

Come on, Jack.

We need you.

I just don't think I can.

I mean, I've got so much
going on right now, Bob.

Mm. Is everything okay?

Well, Alex has asked me
to be her sponsor.

Oh.

And you said no, right?

I told her
I'd think about it.

Let me help her find
someone more appropriate.

Big responsibility,
being a sponsor.

Your have enough on your plate.

Well, I don't know
if I'm going to do it, but, uh,

whether I can handle it or not,
that's not an issue.

It is the issue.

Thanks for
the support, Bob.

I am being supportive.

Doesn't exactly
feel like it.

[door opens, then shuts]

Oh. Hey, you.

Hey. So, uh...

I wanted to apologize
for my sister.

Apologize?

Yeah, from this morning.

I like Liz.

Oh, I love her,
yeah, but she's...

she's chatty,

and she likes
to chat about me.

Oh! You're afraid
she's gonna tell me

your deep, dark secrets?

[chuckles] Yes.

I mean, I m-- No.

She friendly.
It's nice.

Yeah. I haven't been
talking a lot about you.

You know, Liz was
born without a filter,

so if she knows it,
she says it.

Hey. I was gonna
grab some lunch.

Can I buy you something?

Oh, I've got a date.

Oh! Well, say hi to Jack.

No. With Liz, not Jack.

I'm going to lunch
with your sister.

She wouldn't take
"no" for an answer.

Well, arguing
runs in the family.

I get that.

Yeah, actually, it's good that
you're having lunch with her,

'cause I love her,
but she's driving me crazy.

And I'm really
glad she asked.

Gives me a chance to
find out more about you.

[chuckles]

Olivia!

Are you crazy?

[Jack]:
Hello, Jeri.

You can't be serious with
that article on John Comlin.

Look. That article
is a piece of art.

That article will never
see the light of day.

What? No. Jeri, no!

John Comlin is a close
and personal friend

of the owner
of the paper.

So?

Don't act all innocent.

Look.

That is a vetted, true story,
and it needs to be told.

I told it.
You need to run it.

It's a great story.

Maybe the best
you've written for me.

[exhaling] Well, you know what?
I'm an editor and I say run it.

My editorial control
supersedes yours.

No.

Jeri...

this is wrong.

It's not right or wrong,
it's business.

Come on.
Do the right thing here.

I'm going to
run Peter's story

on the local shipping
company instead.

I'm not willing to die
on this hill for you, Jack.

The story's dead.

[beep]

[sighing]

Thank you.

So? You ready?

For...?

For the game!
The big game!

[laughing]
Uh, yeah. Yeah, sure.

"Yeah. Yeah, sure."

Those are inspiring
words of leadership.

I'd follow you anywhere.

You picking your team?

I have to do that?

I thought-- I thought
I could just show up.

Yes, that's all
you have to do.

Ah!

If you want to be a loser.

[women laughing]

What?

What?

[Olivia sighs]

"Batman."

Aw, g-- Liz!

Till he was 10!

Nine and a half!
Superheroes are important

for the emotional development
of-of young children.

There are studies!

There are?

There could be, someday.

It was
a Halloween costume

you refused to take off
and wore for an entire month.

Mom had to throw it out
when he was at a sleep-over.

Winston Churchill--
big Batman fan.

I think.

Don't worry. Your secret's
safe with me, Batman.

[laughs]

Olivia?

Hey, Grace!

Oh, Liz, this is Grace Sherman
and her daughter...

-Maryellen.
-Hi.

-Hello.
-It's nice to meet you.

We should go.

[pointedly]:
Dress shopping.

Very nice
to meet you.

I thought you said
Olivia didn't have time

to go dress shopping
at lunch?

I did.

This was really nice.

Let's do it
again!

-Yes.
-Let's not.

You crashed,
you were not invited.

I have a meeting in court.
Thanks for lunch.

This was...

very... informative.

[sighing]

We're just friends.

Oh, yes, you two
are very friendly.

She's seeing someone else.

Hmm.

Yeah, I've checked the motel
and most of the town.

I have no idea where he is.

I shouldn't have talked to him
about his marriage.

I don't know where to look.

I know someone
who could have some insight

into what made Matt run...

what makes him keep running.

Have you talked to his wife?

I wouldn't even know
how to find her.

I would.

Daughter of a judge,

friend of
a private investigator.

I could call Roy.

Or...

maybe I already did.

Maybe I already
got an address.

Matt's wife?

She's in Port Orchard.

A ferry ride away.

Not North Carolina.
Like he said.

No.

You want to come?

I think this is something
you want to do on your own.

[knocking]

Hi, Jack.

Hi. Uh, listen.
Is this a bad time?

I've got court.

Oh, right.

Oh, come on.
I can talk to you.

-Sit down.
-All right.

What's up?

[sighs] Jeri.

My favorite subject.

She wants to kill
a story of mine.

Not the John Comlin piece?

Yeah.

Why doesn't she want to run it?

She thinks it'll upset
the owner of the paper,

who's friends with Comlin.

What do you think?

I think,
as journalists,

we're supposed to
tell the story--

unbiased and true
are the only things

that are supposed to
be in play,

and she just won't budge.

Well, I think,

when you follow
your convictions,

you never regret it.

Meaning?

Get her to budge!

You can.

You are very persuasive
when you want to be.

Thank you.

I also came by
to tell you something else.

What is it?

Alex has asked me
to be her sponsor.

And I wanted
you to know

that I'm considering it.

Okay.

Okay.

Well, I, um...

I'm late for court.

Right, right.

[door shuts]

Thank you.

So, I'm thinking, tomorrow,
why don't we go into Seattle,

look at invitations,

and maybe do some
taste-testing of cakes

from those fabulous
Italian bakeries?

I might not be able
to go to Seattle tomorrow.

Olivia can go.

No, honey,
I want you to go.

But I don't want to
hog all the wedding fun.

You're not
having a good time.

No. I am.

And you look amazing, Mom.

Thank you.

You're going to look
amazing, too, some day.

Here.

Why don't you...

I like this one.
Why don't you try this on?

This is about you.

No. This is about us.

Please? For me.

[taking a deep breath]
Actually,

I promised John
I'd Skype with him,

and he's on
nights this week.

I gotta go.

Sorry, Mom.

[♪♪♪]

So, if I understand correctly,

your client is being charged
with Vehicular Assault?

Correct.

Proceed.

My client has no priors,
is a good student,

and made a non-fatal
error in judgment.

If he is tried as an adult,
he will go to adult prison.

I respectfully request

my client is tried
as a juvenile.

[chair scrapes floor]

[Paul sighs]

Though technically
not an adult,

I think we're all aware
that Mr. Ford is not a child.

Try him
as an adult,

it's a class "B" felony,
a violent offense--

10 years in prison,
$20,000 fine.

The facts of the case
support the charge.

Mr. Ford became intoxicated

via the use
of an illegal substance

and then drove his car
into another car.

A parked car.

Which could've
been filled with people.

But was empty.

He was driving
under the influence.

And my client
is willing

to pay the fines, go to rehab,
pay restitution,

and lose his license
for the next year.

Your client doesn't get
to pick what punishment

he will or will not do.

He's a kid.

Who was wasted

when he got behind the wheel
of two-ton automobile.

With all due respect,

the criminal court system
can only keep control

of the defendant
until 21 years of age.

And while it's true

the reckless actions
of Mr. Ford

did not result in bodily harm
to another person,

it could well have.

The defendant could easily
have killed someone.

For the greater good
of the community,

he should be tried as an adult.

It's one mistake.

He has a prior record.

Objection!

My esteemed colleague
knows that record

is sealed
and inadmissible.

Gentlemen.
Sit. Both of you.

I have read both your briefs

and both the defense
and the prosecution

make compelling arguments,

though I am inclined
to rule in favor of the defense.

Sidebar?

Your honor.

I will see counsel
in my chambers.

You have to
run that article.

[scoffs]
We've been through this.

You'll regret it.

I'm management now.

I have to keep my eye
on the bigger picture.

Who are you?

I am someone who
answers to an owner.

I am someone who is not
having the easiest time

working
with that owner.

And I'm someone

who doesn't want
to lose her job

just so you can feel
like the hero reporter.

No, no. No.
This isn't about me.

Well, it's not about me.

Yes, it is.

My standards
aren't in question here.

My standards are?

Oh, please...

enlighten me.

As journalists,

we all start out with this--
this wall of integrity.

A wall, huh?

Yeah, and if you don't
run this story

just because you're worried
about upsetting your boss,

that is a chip to that wall,

and every chip
that you allow to happen

brings you that much closer

to seeing that wall
fall down entirely.

Wow.

What a bunch of garbage.

This is
the real world, Jack,

with real decisions
that affect real people.

This isn't some final essay
in a Journalistic Ethics class,

so you can save your breath
and head back home.

My decision stands.

The old Jeri
would run the story.

The old Jeri
wouldn't have my job.

Grow up, Jack.
We all have to.

Mr. Ford's record are sealed
because he's a minor.

Just because it can't be
admitted into evidence

doesn't make it irrelevant.

If it can't be admitted
into evidence in my court,

it's not evidence,
and therefore, it's irrelevant.

A technicality.

Due process.

He's abusing the system.

He has rights.

So do
the people of this town.

He hit a parked car.

It could've been
filled with children.

It could've been
filled with cream cheese.

It's court!

We deal in facts,
not what the facts "might" be.

He is a risk.

He's remorseful.

Because he got caught!

Mr. Watson...

Mr. Pope.

I will render my decision
in the morning.

Thank you, gentlemen,
that will be all.

[sternly]:
That will be all.

So Maryellen
just walked out?

Yep. And Olivia
blew me off.

I just don't
understand.

Maryellen just doesn't seem
interested in this wedding,

and I really want her to be.

All in all,

not a very scrapbook-worthy
pre-wedding entry.

Well, I'll go
dress shopping with you.

-It's bad luck.
-Oh.

But, you know,

the most important thing
about this wedding

is you and me, right?

This may not be
my first wedding,

but it's my last,

and I just want it
to be special.

And it will be.

No. Not if Maryellen
and Olivia aren't there with me.

I mean, if I can't share
all of this with them...

Hey, hey, hey. Come here.

Okay.

[chuckles]

Electric?

Got it.

Gas...

Mine.

And that leaves
me with water.

I gotta go.

Hot date?

No. Better.

Hot case.

You really need to get out
of that courtroom more often.

I'm exactly where
I want to be--

in the courtroom.

Big case?

Yeah. I can't wait.
It's a felony case.

You so need a date.

I will take a career instead,
thank you.

Well, well!

Rebecca. Justine.

I'm Linnette.

Perk down.

Keep walking.

I was, actually,
I was walking right over there,

to the county assessor's office

to register my latest purchase--

it's a lovely property

you might know it more as
your grandmother's house.

What?

Yeah, your uncle sold me
his stake in the house.

Now I'm partners
with your mother.

[laughs] Oh, she's thrilled.

-No.
-Yeah. Bye-bye.

I can't believe I dated him.

I can't believe
I almost married him.

[gasps]

He is cute!

He is.

He's Lucifer.

Does the devil
wear pocket squares?

Yes.
And he lives in Cedar Cove.

I don't think I've seen you
since basic training.

Yeah.

Well, I was surprised
to see Matt in Cedar Cove.

[sighing] He left
a while back.

Yeah, he seems
a bit lost.

To be honest,

he's been lost

since he got back
from his last tour.

Since he left
the Navy,

he's been too proud
to ask for help

so he can
rebuild his life,

find a new career.

Not the easiest
transition...

active military

to normal,
everyday life.

So you aren't divorced?

No.

No. He just left.

He said
he'd come back

when he got things
sorted out.

Even before the Navy,
he had this problem.

He doesn't want anyone
to see him struggle.

He was raised

to believe that asking for help
was a sign of weakness.

Well, he needs to come home
and deal with this.

I can't make him,
I've tried.

I'll find him.
I'll get him back.

You don't have
to do this, Luke.

You don't have to
get involved.

I do.

Why?

Because he'd do
the same thing for me.

[takes a shaky breath]

White flag?

I saw that you
withdrew your motion

to try Mr. Ford
as an adult.

I did!

Someone made a more compelling
argument than I did.

It's rare,
but it happens.

It's the right call.

I was out of line.

Not at all.

You're a worthy opponent.

And you're a worthy
sparring partner.

So... where's your sister?

She's at the Thyme and Tide.

I'm meeting her there
for dinner.

By the way... Bob loves her!

[laughs]

Yeah. So.

We cannot talk
about the Ford case.

We cannot.

Can we get coffee,

and not talk
about the case?

If you insist.

Speaking of insisting--

this, uh, charity
softball game?

Oh, Bob's passion!

Yeah. I didn't know that

when I agreed to captain
Moon's team.

Uh-oh.

Yeah. I'm sure
this game will

further solidify
the tight-knit emotional bond

that Bob and I
have already made.

Well, let's go
get that coffee.

Okay.

[door opens]

Hey.

You look deep in thought.

I am.

Is it
the sponsor thing?

No. No. It's, um,
it's a work thing.

Let me guess.

Jeri?

Mm. She surprised me.

This is the preview

to tomorrow's
Seattle Courier online.

Okay.

She, uh...

ran a story of mine
she said she wouldn't.

You know,
it's one of those things,

where you, uh, you think
you have somebody figured out,

and then...

So, this is a good thing?

It's the right thing.

Well, that's always
a good thing.

Speaking of good things
or good people...

I've been doing some thinking,

I think I'm going to find
someone else to be my sponsor.

It's too much.

Look, it was wrong
for me to ask you,

and you're too loyal
to say no.

Really, Jack,
thanks for everything.

I don't know how

I would have gotten
through this time

without your help.

You're my rock.

So...

I will see you
at the softball game?

I wouldn't miss it.

Great.

Okay.

[cell ringing]

Hello!

[Jeri]: Jack--

I was just about to call you.

I'm glad you came around.

Running the story
was the right choice.

David called me in
for an "emergency meeting"

to talk about digital media

and how I'm running the paper.

I think you and I
both know that this meeting

has nothing to do
with either.

But, hey,

at least my integrity's
still intact, right?

Listen, why don't I
come with you as back-up?

I want to be there for you.

You did a good thing here.

[chuckles dryly]

I think
you've done enough already.

You know what?
I made this decision on my own.

I can handle it.

[♪♪♪]

What's going on
with you and my wedding?

The bridal shop...

you don't want to
talk about cakes

or invitations.

It's just so hard.

What is?

This. You.

Helping you get married.

I thought
John would propose.

He didn't.

Oh, honey,
I had no idea.

And...

Well, we're
taking a break.

Since when?

Since the day
you got engaged.

Oh...

So, uh...

I don't think
I can do it.

Dress shopping?

No! Don't even
worry about it.

No...

I don't think I can
be in the wedding.

I'm sorry.

[♪♪♪]

You know, I'm surprised.

At what?

Well, just the fact that
the great Judge Olivia Lockhart

sent her daughter
to do her bidding.

She doesn't know
I'm here.

Interesting.

Just sell the part you got
from Will back to my mom.

Do the right thing
and stay out of our lives.

Save your breath, Justine.
Come on.

You know I'm not gonna sell
my part of the property,

but you know what I will do?

if your mother wants to sell me
her half,

I'm sure I can strike
a fair deal with her.

By the way,
I'm looking forward

to seeing you
at the softball game tomorrow.

Maybe then your mother will be
in a better mood to haggle.

Why are you
even going to that game?

It's my community.

Only because we haven't
run you out of town yet.

It's lovely to see you
again, Justine.

You know your way out.

Bye-bye.

[knocking]

Hi.

What's wrong?

Nobody wants to
help me with my wedding.

Oh, honey,
where is this coming from?

You blew me off to have lunch
with Paul's sister.

I got pushed into that lunch.

You didn't look pushed.

You were laughing.

You went from almost engaged,
to broken up,

to engaged,
to this.

What's "this"?

Bride-crazy!

Is it possible, just possible,

that you are overcompensating
just a bit

because you're feeling a little
insecure about your choice?

No!

Yes.

You... are going to have

a wonderful wedding.

And I am gonna
plan it with you.

I promise.

So I'll have
a beautiful wedding

and my daughter
won't be in it.

What?

Maryellen doesn't
want to be at my wedding.

So, Olivia
couldn't join us?

[Paul]: I didn't ask.

[Liz]: But you wanted to.

I didn't.

Liar.

Your ears are red.

That means
you're definitely lying.

I told you,
she's in a relationship.

But if she wasn't?

Oh, Liz--

You both
are in complete denial.

I've seen you together
all day.

Liz.

She's a woman
who can hold her own.

She's smart,
she's sexy, she's funny--

just-- just tell me,
if there wasn't this other guy,

that you wouldn't make a move.

What?

Jack, um...

I don't think you've met
my sister, Liz.

Hi.

Hi.

Liz, this is Jack...

Olivia's boyfriend.

Oh.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

Hey.

-Hey.
-Where's Liz?

I don't know. Something
to do with her old job.

Said she'd join later,
if she can.

But did I hear correctly?

Are you not playing today?

I don't take sides.

How very judge-y of you.

There's still room on my team.

Jack's captain
of the other team.

I need to maintain
my neutrality.

Oh! There's no such thing
as neutrality, it's a myth.

Not when you're the judge.

Not a courtroom.

I'm always the judge.

You are, aren't you?

You okay?

Yeah, I will be
when I find Matt.

You will.

-I think I need some help.
-Roy's great.

I thought
maybe you could help me.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Okay.

Hey!

No hugging
in baseball.

[crack]

That's yours!

I got it, I got it.

It's mine!
I got it!

Oof!

Ohh...

[bat clatters]

[groans]

You missed it.

[♪♪♪]

[grumbling groan]

-Hey, you okay?
-You all right?

My ankle.

All right. Come on.
Let's get her up.

We're short a player.

Olivia?

Oh, I think I'll pass.

If you don't play...

we're going to forfeit.

Did I hear someone
say "forfeit"?

What? You'd win by default?

Okay.

No forfeit!

You don't have enough players!

Think of the kids.

You're playing to benefit
the animal shelter.

Think of the puppies.

Come on, get in the game!

Do it for the puppies!

[frustrated groan]

[Bob grumbles,
the others chuckle]

All right!
Ump! We got a substitute!

It's nice to, uh, see

that we're on the same
side for a change.

But remember, Olivia,
there's no "I" in "team."

No. But there is one
in "insufferable."

[Moon]: All right, everybody!
Listen up here!

I want a good game.

I want a clean game.

Not hitting below the belt.
No eye-gouging.

Moon--

Not a prizefight.

Oh, of course.
[chuckles]

Okay, just one last
question then,

before we get started--

are any of you
taking steroids?

[players mumbling and chuckling]

All right, then!

Let's play some ball!

All right!

All right,
let's go.

Batter up!

[cheering]

Let's go!

Come on, Jack!

[Moon]:
Let's play some ball!

Yeah!

[all cheering]

Oh--

Whoa!

-Whoo!
-You got this!

Easy out.

Come on, Jack!

Cliff, I've been thinking.

It's about Maryellen.

Our wedding
has got her really upset.

[distracted]: Yeah.

I'm thinking
we should elope.

What?

[crack]

-Whoa!
-[cheering]

Run!

Cliff!

What're you doing?

Whoo!

Cliff!

Come on!
Hustle it out there!

Hey... I just
wanted to say thanks.

What for?

For letting Jack
be my sponsor.

Come on, Jack!

Whoa!

-[overlapping]: Whoa!
-Time out.

[Moon]: You're not really

supposed to
call "time out" in-in...

Time!

That was at my head.

Ball got away from me.

Take your base.
That's a walk.

Oh! I don't want a walk,
I want a decent pitch

that's not at my head.

Well, then let's play ball!

-Whoo!
-Come on, Paul!

[Moon]: Batter up!

Get ready!

-Jack!
-[cheering]

Go!

Whoo!

[oohing and booing]

Whoo!

Yeah!

Whoo!

[all cheering]

[celebration continues]

Come on, Jack!

Easy out.

Easy out.

Guaranteed
strike-out.

[crowd groans]

[Moon]:
Strike three! You're out.

I had to buy
a scoreboard,

uniforms,
and give the coach

two weeks
at my lake house,

just so he could
warm the bench.

[chuckling]

[team cheering]

Let's go, Luke! Go!

Hey. What's the matter?

You're gonna
be Alex's sponsor?

I wish
we could've talked about it

before you decided.

Anything else
you want Alex to tell me?

[crack]

[crowd cheering]

[Paul groaning]

Safe!

Oh... Ouch.

Whew!

Hey. Sorry about that.

No, you're not.

Hey, we got a problem here?

Uh, yeah. You.

Oh, no, no, no, no.
No, no.

Paul, just back off, man.

Whoa, now, boys.

[Paul]: My problem
is that you can't pitch

and almost knee-capped me
on that last play.

Come on, guys.
It's a game.

Hey, you were between
me and the base.

Why don't you just
relax, all right?

Don't tell me
what to do.

Yeah? Or what?

You want to
take this outside?

Well, you know what?
We are outside.

-Oh, good.
-Yeah.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]