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(door opens)

Dad!

Yeah.

Who has two thumbs and just got
her learner's permit?

This guy.

Oh!

Oh! Katie...

Oh, I'm so proud of you.

ANDI:
That's right.

She passed her written
test at the DMV

and can now practice driving.

The citizens of Pittsburgh
are trembling in fear.

- They should be. I barely passed.
- Ah.

This is gonna be so great.

Once she gets her license,
she can run errands

and pick up dinner and...
(gasps)

I'm gonna delete Postmates
because we made our own.

Ha.

She's a Postkate.

Well, h-hold on, hold on.
You forgot the best part.

Not only can she drive our food,
she can drive our other kids.

- (gasps)
- (laughs)

Your days of running them
around town are over.

If this works,
I say we have more kids.

Hold on. I still have
to pass my road test.

Not a problem. We Burns
have driving in our blood.

I have waited a long time
for this, Katie.

Come on. Let's go have some fun.

That was the worst
hour of my life.

What happened to the mirror?

(stammers) I was looking
for something to hold onto.

She wasn't using it anyway.

♪ ♪

When you invited us over
to watch the game,

I assumed we'd be doing it
in your living room.

Or at least a place
with less spiders.

(shouts)

We're out here
because I'm dodging Andi.

She wants me to take Katie
driving again,

and I need time to recuperate.

My ankle still hurts from
stomping on the imaginary brake.

I'm cool with hiding.
I need to lay low anyway.

Marcy's mad at yours truly.

Is it because you refer
to yourself as "yours truly"?

She says I've gotten complacent
and I don't romance her anymore.

What does that even mean?

Maybe you've gotten complacent
and don't romance her anymore.

Oh. You know, it makes sense
when a man says it.

You know,

when I really want to
romance a woman, I cook her

a gourmet dinner with my
special handmade gnocchi. Mmm.

But Marcy cooks dinner.
If I cook it,

there'll be two dinners.

ANDI:
Adam?

(shushing)

- Are you hiding out here?
- What, n...

Your daughter is waiting
for her driving lesson.

I-I would love to take her,
but I have guests.

Can we talk outside?

Yeah, yeah.

Why not let
the neighbors hear it?

You said you wanted to teach
Kate how to drive,

but now you're
just avoiding her.

Hey, Andi! If Marcy asks,
you never saw me.

Thanks, doll.

Katie is not ready, Andi.

There was a left-hand turn
where we went

all the way around in a circle.

Like Mario Kart.

That's why you're teaching her.

Look, Adam,
I need Kate to drive.

- (sighs)
- I just signed Teddy up for club soccer.

It's an hour away.
I can't do it.

No...

I'm sorry, but 16
is too young to drive.

16-year-olds can't vote,
they can't drink,

they can't see movies
with boobs.

How does it make sense that they
can drive to a movie with boobs,

but can't go in?
(grunts)

Look, if you won't get behind
the wheel with Kate,

I'll teach her.

I'm a better driver
than you anyway.

(gasps)

Now, Katie,

I don't want what happened
last time to happen again.

You mean all your yelling?

I only yelled one time.
It just lasted the whole drive.

Today, we're gonna
try a point system.

You start with a hundred points.

If you do something wrong,
you lose points.

When you get to zero,
we are done driving

until the next day. Hmm?

Sounds fair.

Okay. Uhp-uhp,
hold on, hold up, hold up.

Remember what I taught you?

What's the first thing you do
before you start the vehicle?

You check your...

Text messages.

So you're not tempted
while you're driving.

No, no, no. No-no texting.

Minus 20 points.

No, you check your mirrors.

- Got it.
- Mm.

- (chuckles)
- Cute, cute.

Cute.

(laughs softly)

(grumbles)

Okay, uh, put your hands
on the wheel.

- (exhales)
- Both hands. You're not a pimp.

That's how you do it.

Minus 30 for being funny
in the car.

This is a serious place.

Now put your hands
at ten and two, like a clock.

No one uses clocks anymore.
What would it be on a phone?

Minus 50 for not
understanding clocks.

You're out of points.

(scoffs) But we didn't
even leave the driveway.

Right. I'll text the neighbors
and let them know

it's safe to go outside.

(sighs)

So, I was just talking to Kate.

You guys have been driving
every day for two weeks

and she thinks she's ready
for her DMV road test.

No, she's not ready.
I told you.

Yesterday, she got out of the
car before she put it in park.

I had to Fred Flintstone
it to a stop.

Just take her to the test.
I don't want to go back

in the garage with the spiders.

I squashed one and the others
are out for revenge.

They saw me kill their friend.

I love Katie, but I don't think
she'll ever be a good driver.

You promised me that my days

of running the kids
around town were over.

But here I am,

going to pick up
Teddy at soccer,

which is basically in Canada.

Book the test.

(sighs)

What am I gonna do?

I don't think Katie will pass,

but I'm tired
of being the bad guy.

So let the DMV be the bad guy.

If she's not ready, no license.

I like it. The state
of Pennsylvania

will do my dirty work for me.

(chuckles)
This is why I pay taxes.

Well, I was going to suggest
telling Kate honestly

how you feel, but I forgot
I was with this family.

The game started an hour
ago. Where you been?

Getting yelled at by Marcy.

She's still mad at you?

No, she's mad at me again.

I didn't pick her up
from exercise class.

You forgot to pick up
your own wife?

I didn't forget.

It was raining, and I had
just gotten the car washed.

Oh, Donald.

And now she says
I'm cut off in the bedroom

until I learn how to be more
romantic and thoughtful.

So you'll never have sex again.

Can't say I'm gonna
miss the stories.

Maybe there's a way to fix this.

Lowell, show me how to make
your magic nookie dinner.

It's pronounced gnocchi.

I'm not hearing the difference.

Hi. Uh, my daughter's here
to take her road test.

Here's my I.D.

Adam Burns,
parent/legal guardian.

(chuckles)

Arthur,
DMV clerk/hedge fund playboy.

Everything's in order.

Take these forms to window
12 for your road test.

Thanks.

I'm kind of nervous.

Well, I'm sure
you'll do great, honey.

And if you don't, that's the
state of Pennsylvania talking.

Not me.

Okay?

All right, now go get 'em.

Come on.

Uh...

Whoopsie-doodle.

I'm afraid your license
expired three months ago.

What? Okay, uh,
so how do I fix that?

I sign a form or...?

Since you let it expire, you
have to take the written test

before it can be renewed.

Here's your number.
Wait to be called.

Next!

Uh, uh, hold on, hold on.

So, if I had caught this
before it expired,

I wouldn't have
to take the test?

Correct. Next.

Uh... You stay.

Can't we just do something
with this license?

You know, like,
slap a sticker on it or...

Actually, yes, there is
something we can do.

Thank you.
(chuckles)

Ooh. What's that?
Sticker machine?

(whirring)

This is why no one
likes coming here, Arthur.

AUTOMATED VOICE:
Now serving number 42.

Ah, finally.

You made me wait a half an hour
just to talk to you again?

It's not a job
if you love what you do.

The written driver's test
is on the tablet.

If you get three wrong, you fail

and have to wait
a week to retake it.

Not a problem.

When I get the high score,
can I put my initials in?

No.

That was a joke.

No, it wasn't.

I'm just gonna take
the test now, Arthur.

And, yes, I will be
taking the survey after.

Uh, B. Stop sign.

(tablet chiming)

Uh, C. No passing zone.

Uh, D. Emergency vehicles only.

(chuckles)
Chime city over here, Arthur.

I'm so good,
I don't even have to look.

(buzzer sounds)

Okay, I got cocky.

Let's focus.
(clears throat)

(buzzer sounds)

Uh...

Look, I meant to push B.

The... My fingers are swollen.

I-I'm retaining water
'cause I had a salty lunch.

One more wrong answer
and you fail.

No pressure.

("A white painted curb indicates:
A) passengers and mail only."

That's too specific. Eh...

("B) Service dogs only."

Nice try, Arthur.

(So, by process of elimination,
it's "C) freight only."

Uh, final answer.

(buzzer sounds)

AUTOMATED VOICE: Fail.

Whoopsie-doodle.

I passed!
(laughs)

Now we can both drive.

What happened?

Your dad has
a fun surprise for you.

So Kate got her license

and you lost yours.

It isn't funny.

I'm sorry. Can I get you a beer?

I would love one.

I'm gonna need to see some I.D.

Where's Katie?

Oh, she went for a drive.

You just let her leave
in the car by herself?

Yes, she has a license.

But we have no idea
where she is.

Our daughter could be anywhere
in this city right now

and you seem perfectly
comfortable with that.

Because I trust her.

(groans)

And also because I put
a tracking app on her phone.

See, look, she-she's fine.

She's at the
Whitestone Overlook.

That's make-out point!

Okay, Fonzie.

People go up there
for other reasons.

Yeah, to murder teenagers
who are making out.

I'm going up there
to check on her.

You're not allowed to drive.

(grunts) Then, uh, you take me.

No.

I am not gonna be part
of your craziness.

Kate is fine. She just
wanted to go for a drive.

That's what people do
when they get their license.

I'm sure you'll want to do
the same when you get yours.

Read the room, Andi.

I did. Half the room
thinks it's funny.

(laughing)

Oh, thanks for coming. I really
want to knock Marcy's socks off,

and hopefully,
the rest of her clothes.

Is she home?

No, I told her to take a hike.

And she says
you don't romance her.

Okay, here's the recipe:

shrimp scampi
with handmade gnocchi.

It works every time.

The only downside is
I've gained six pounds

and no longer
feel comfortable naked.

I can't do this.
This is cooking.

Lowell, you have to
do it for me.

That's not the way it works.

Give a man a fish
and he eats for a day.

Teach a man to fish
and he eats for a lifetime.

But I only want to eat
for a day.

Give me my fish, Lowell.

- Aha!
- (screams)

Dad!

What... what are you
doing here?

Wh-What are you doing here?

Did you know this is
make-out point?

All the teen moms in Pittsburgh

get their start right here.

No, I just wanted to go
for a drive.

Well, you need to go home
right now

because I'll tell you
something, Katie,

you're not ready for this.

- For what?
- The world.

You are too young and too naive.

In fact, you're grounded.

Why? 'Cause I passed
my driver's test?

Yes! N-No, no. It's because

you don't understand
how dangerous the world is.

There could be
a crazy man up here.

I think there is.

You never used to talk to me
like that.

This license has changed you.

I'm crazy? She's crazy.
She won't listen to me.

Minus a hundred points.

(siren wails)

Ugh, of course.

Evening, sir.

Can I help you, Officer?

I couldn't help but notice you
leaving make-out point alone

and old.

All right, no need to hurt
people's feelings here.

(chuckles)

We just want to keep things safe
for the kids. License, please.

Sure. Yeah.

Step out of the car, sir.

Oh, good,
the crazy vigilante is home.

A dad's got to do
what a dad's got to do.

Sometimes you have to be
the bad guy.

Kate is upstairs, very upset.

Okay, you grounded her
for no reason.

I had reasons.
I had good reasons.

Oh, really? Like what?

Like she's not ready.

A car lets you leave,
and I'm not ready.

Wait.

She's not ready,
or you're not ready?

What-Whatever.

Somebody isn't ready,
so nobody leaves.

Nobody leaves
until everybody's ready.

(sighs) Honey, do you remember
when Kate was 12, and we decided

that she was old enough
to go to the mall by herself,

so I'd drop her off
with her friends

and then secretly
follow her around?

Yeah, I remember you army
crawling through the food court.

That was me freaking out
because I didn't think our baby

was ready to go out
into the world alone.

Then one day,

she caught me
riding the carousel

with a pair of binoculars
around my neck.

That's when I realized that
I was the one who wasn't ready.

Oh, so this is your fault,
I like that.

No, I'm saying
we need to be ready.

But what if I'm not?

Sweetie,

Kate was fine back then
and she's fine now.

But I got to be honest,
you are right in the middle

of spoiling one of the biggest
moments of her life.

Go ahead.

You can say it.

You're right.

I know.

(car door closes)

Marcy's home early.
Hide.

Where should I go?

Under the table.

I'll get her out of the room,
you take off.

Fine, but don't forget to turn
the asparagus down to a simmer,

a simmer!

What's all this?

I love you, baby,
so I'm romancing you

with shrimp and handmade nookie.

This looks amazing.

That whole time I thought
you weren't doing anything,

you were taking cooking classes.

Yeah, whatever you say.
Let's eat.

Why don't we start with dessert?

DON:
So this really worked?

MARCY:
Oh, yeah, Chef.

DON: Oh, Marcy.

MARCY: Oh, Don. (chuckles)

C-Can this table hold us?
(grunting)

DON: If it breaks, it breaks.

MARCY: Okay.

Hey.

I'm not going anywhere.
I'm just sitting here.

I get it.

I did the same thing
when I first started driving.

(chuckles)

That's smart. Don't let
crazy people in your car.

I just want to say I'm sorry.

I know what a big deal
this is for you.

You know, when I got my license,
it meant I was growing up

and it was the greatest feeling
in the world.

But now that I'm a parent,
watching it happen to you,

it is the scariest feeling
in the world.

(car door unlocks)

(sighs)

Go on.

I believe you were saying
nice things to me.

Look... you're
my little girl.

It's hard for me to accept
that you're growing up.

As soon as I saw you
behind the wheel,

I saw you leaving.

That's what people do
in a car, they leave.

(scoffs)

Dad, you're such a marshmallow.

I just, I wish I had more time.

There's so much left
to teach you.

L-Like, when you're walking
to your car at night,

you pepper spray first,
you ask questions later.

Okay, got it.

And-and-and if a guy
calls you after 10:00,

he only wants one thing.

And if a guy calls you
before 10:00,

he's just trying
to beat the other guy.

Trust me, I have been both guys.

I'm not leaving now.

You don't have to squeeze it
all in tonight.

Okay.

But since I got you,

here's the most important thing
you need to know...

I love you so much.

I love you, too, Dad.

So, now will you admit
that I'm an excellent driver?

I love you so much.

Who has two thumbs
and passed his DMV test?

This guy.

Never a doubt.
In fact,

I made you a special dinner
to celebrate.

Shrimp scampi
and handmade gnocchi.

Ooh.

I got the recipe from Lowell.

Oh, that looks delicious,

but how about if we
start with dessert?

Not again! Fool me once!