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Hi, it's Charlie. Leave a message.

Hi, Charlie. It's Carol from the LA Temp Agency.

Listen, Dr. Batel's office needs you for tomorrow. Is that okay?

Let me know. Bye.

Good morning, neighbor.

Hey. Help yourself.

Oh, thanks. I was out of everything.

Aw, why do I even bother?

You know, Remy, I gave you that key for emergencies.

Extreme emergencies.

It was. I needed caffeine.

I don't know. This is good. I'd even wear it.

Good, 'cause I've got to go. I'm late for my first client.

But you stay, have breakfast, take a shower.

Go through my drawers.

Hey, Charlie. - Morning.

Are the boys ready? - Dragon! Zorro!

Hey! There are my boys.

Come on. Yay.

See you later! - Bye!

Be good, boys! - Whoa! Slow down!

'Romance is in the air today.

No one can resist your obvious charms.'

Well, Otis, your horoscope seems accurate.

Stop it. Come on.

Let's read mine. Okay.

'Do not leave your house today.' Too late.

'And stop looking so hard. Love is right in front of you.'

Hey. What's wrong?

I ordered a nonfat latte. I can taste the fat.

I would be happy to change it for you, sir.

Can't you even make a friggin' cup of coffee? I can taste the fat.

How hard it is to make a friggin' cup of coffee?

I can make another one for you if you'd like. I'd be happy...

to exchange it for you, sir. - Hello? It's okay.

You've done enough, thanks. - I'm sorry.

Karma.

Have a good one. - Thanks, girl!

Oh, sorry. - Oh, I'm sorry.

Hi.

Hi.

I don't know how to read tarot cards.

Why am I in the cards? - Come on, just try.

Okay, well, this crazy old lady keeps coming up.

The knight in shining armor.

Mmm! That's mine. - No no no. What?

I saw this guy twice today. - That guy?

Two times in one day. That's got to be a sign, right?

Mm, a sign.

Yeah, okay. What did he say when you talked to him?

I didn't talk to him.

Well, are you sure he saw you?

Yeah! I mean, I think so.

Okay, honey, we're worried about you...

because you're turning into a little bit of a freak.

Yeah, we think it's from not having sex.

Exactly. - Look, just because...

I haven't been in a relationship in a while...

doesn't mean I'm miserable.

I just want a sweet guy,

you know, a guy who's strong but still...

...opens a door once in a while.

And who notices things and...

you know, maybe makes a difference.

Maybe he completes you.

Oh.

You complete me.

Oh, sorry.

Dr. Batel's office. Hi, Mrs. Reynolds.

Go to Grandma's, tell her I'll be home late.

I still have stitches to do... - Yeah, can you please hold?

I'll see you at home.

You know what? You go ahead. I can do that for you.

Oh thank you, Charlie. You're a doll. - No problem.

Hey, George.

How're you doing, Charlie? - Good.

What do you got there? - The doctor asked me...

to bring it from home.

Whew! Okay!

All right. The doctor will be right with you.

Thank you. - # Come on, dive into the stove... #

We're here!

Thank God you guys are here.

I am down two girls tonight. Here.

Sorry, that's all I got left. - Sweet.

Wow. You know, I love that I am...

now comfortable enough with my sexuality...

to wear something like this, you know? - Looks good on you.

Hey, what's up? - Take off the apron now.

Sorry. - Where do we start?

Okay, uh, hand out these shrimp balls.

There has got to be a better name for those.

I don't think it's that bad of a name. - What's wrong with the name?

Oh my God, that's him. - Whoa! Who? Who?

The guy I ran into. He's here.

Where? - What?

That is three times in two days. What are the chances of that?

Um, like, none. - That's Dr. Fields.

This is his party. He just moved back from San Francisco.

Really? - Yeah.

Well, you're right. He is hot.

The guy then goes into cardiac arrest,

Kevin performs CPR on the guy,

saves his life again.

God. Disgusting, isn't he?

No, you are amazing.

Yeah.

Excuse me?

W- wait wait wait. What do we have there?

Oh, um, balls.

Uh, shrimp balls.

Um, shrimp in...

...balls.

I'm sorry,

but we're not really into fish genitalia.

Yeah, okay.

Was she really listening to our conversation?

Excuse me.

Wait a second.

Um, so I know two things about you... you work in catering,

and you have a lot of dogs.

Oh, that... no.

Uh, I'm a dog walker.

I'm not some crazy dog-lady with 12,000 dogs.

That's why. - And I'm sorry about before.

I didn't mean to be eavesdropping.

Well, you're right. You shouldn't have.

You should have stayed and talked to me.

Well, your girlfriend seemed pretty offended.

Oh no, that's... that's not my girlfriend.

I- I don't have a... I'm sing...

I don't have a girlfriend.

What?

Nothing.

Nothing. Um, I'm Charlie. Charlotte, but Charlie.

Well, I'm... I'm Kevin.

Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you, too.

Uh-oh.

What? What does 'uh-oh' mean?

It looks like someone else is mowing your lawn, Fiona.

I'm gonna go destroy these.

Excuse me. I'll see you guys.

Oh, my shoes are killing me...

which means they must look fabulous.

Can I get you anything?

One of him on a platter.

Such a waste.

What's a waste?

Oh, you didn't know?

Kevin's gay.

What? - Yeah.

That's Kit, the groom.

Or maybe he's the bride. I can't remember...

which one's the top and which one's the bottom.

Yeah, they're getting married next Christmas in Maui.

I didn't get that vibe.

Trust me.

Thanks.

Look at that dude's arms!

I used to have such good gaydar.

Oh, you're home. Thank God.

I'm exhausted. - What did you do today?

Hi, it's Charlie. Leave a message. - Went to the post office.

Uh, hi, Charlie.

This is Kevin Fields. - That's him.

I don't know if you remember me from the party the other night,

but I was just calling, uh, to see if, um,

maybe... maybe you wanted to walk my dog.

What? No!

Hang up the phone.

No, actually, you can't, because I don't have a dog.

So maybe you could walk me.

Hang it up.

All right, you know, I'm-I'm gonna go now.

Call me at 555-0118 and ask for Dr. Fields.

Okay, thanks. Bye.

Oh man, that was... that was horrible.

Yeah, I wouldn't hold your breath for a callback on that.

Yeah, she'll call me back if she wants to walk an idiot.

Yeah, I'm not going to disagree with you.

So takeout or raid your fridge?

Here we go.

Take it easy, Lilly.

Easy.

Hi.

You never called me back so I figured I would bring the coffee to you.

Thanks.

Um, look, I think you're a really nice guy and everything,

but I don't know why you called me.

Hmm? - I'm a woman.

Yeah, I love that fact.

Have you ever been with a woman?

Excuse me?

I mean, have you only ever been with men?

Men? What are you talking...

whoa whoa whoa. Wait a minute, I'm not gay.

You're not? - No.

No, I like women. Lots of... no, not lots of women,

but you know what I mean.

Why did you think I was gay?

Awkward.

Okay, I got to go now.

Wait wait. Wait wait wait.

Okay, I'll prove to you that I'm not gay.

Let me take you out on Friday night. We'll watch the playoffs,

I'll order a pizza, I'll completely ignore you.

Give me one good reason.

'Cause I'm different.

Really?

Okay, what color are my eyes?

Well, at first glance, your eyes are brown.

But when the light hits them they change to amber.

And if you look really closely around the iris the color is pure honey.

But when you look into the sun...

they almost look green.

That's my favorite.

How did I do?

I would've settled for brown.

Okay! - Peanut, let go!

Off! Off!

I'm sorry he bit you.

I mean, they all have their shots so it should be fine.

Seriously, don't worry about it. It barely broke the skin.

Outside. - Did you just move in or something?

No, I've been here a year and a half.

Oh, nice place.

I should have some hydrogen peroxide around here somewhere.

What is all this stuff?

Oh, I'm a yoga instructor.

This? - And a Little League coach.

And a dog walker and a caterer.

I told you I'm a temp.

That is not true. She is an incredibly talented artist.

Remy! Remy! - I mean, look at her sketchbook.

She hides it right under there. - Remy!

What?

He's not...

Are you all right? - Yeah. Yeah, thank you.

Found it!

So you're an artist, too?

Uh, I like to dabble in a lot of different things.

I mean, life's too short to live the same day twice, right?

Yeah. That's a good philosophy to live by.

My dad always used to say that. Come on.

Used to? - Oh, yeah,

my parents died when I was little. - Oh, I'm sorry.

That's okay. It was a really long time ago.

You ready? - Yeah... I mean,

it's a little embarrassing. I'm the doctor.

I'm the one who's supposed to look at the... ah! Ow!

Oh my God. I'm sorry! - I'm just kidding.

I never get to do that.

Okay, because the cut is, like, three inches higher.

Sorry.

Do you need my phone? - Oh, no thanks.

It's just my mom. And it's only her second page of the day.

She's just getting started.

Well, you're all set. - Thank you.

So, do you think, uh...

we could do this again sometime, maybe without the biting?

Yeah, that would be nice.

Heard from Kevin yet? - Not yet. I've paged him.

Would you page him again?

Good morning, Stan. - Good morning.

You're in a good mood. - The last time the network executives...

came to my dressing room I got my own show and a big fat raise.

Yeah and I had to start kissing your... - Viola Fields? Oh my God!

It is such an honor to meet you.

Oh thank you, darling.

Would you mind just signing this autograph?

For my grandmother.

I'd love to.

You know what else I'd love?

I'd love you to get me a latte. Do you mind?

Okay. - Thanks, hon.

Hi, guys. How are you?

That woman is a legend.

Shouldn't you be getting the latte?

I just can't believe they picked me to replace her.

Oh, shit!

I- I've been replaced?

I'm so sorry, Viola.

Psst! I'm fine.

I mean, you've had an amazing career, Viola.

It's just that we're trying to appeal to a younger demographic.

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

God damn! Get my manager on the phone!

And then I'm gonna call the head of the...

Uh, we're on in two minutes.

Okay. - Will you get her to come?

Please! - Okay, she'll be ready.

I'm ready.

Are you okay? - I'm great.

Hey, I've had a great run.

I've done exclusives with Kissinger, the Dalai Lama,

Muhammad Ali...

four sitting presidents...

three of them hit on me.

Five Emmys!

Now I'm being replaced by a young thing...

whose grandmother loves me.

You know what I'm gonna do?

I'm gonna finish out my contract...

and I'm gonna leave this show with my dignity intact.

Okay, coming back from commercial.

Three, cue announcer.

Today on 'Public Intimacy,'

pop singing sensation Tanya Murphy.

And now we're live with Viola Fields.

Four, three, two...

Well, that was very nice.

My goodness, you have a big voice for such a tiny girl.

You're gonna miss Viola Fields.

Have you always been a singer?

Ever since I was a child.

I would sing in school plays, choirs.

How old are you? - I'll be 17 next month.

W- what do you do for fun?

I love watching really old movies.

They're my favorite. - Really? Really, which ones?

Well, 'Grease' and 'Grease II.'

Um, 'Benji.' I love 'Benji. '

'Free Willy,' um...

'Legally Blonde,'

'The Little Mermaid.'

Oh. - Yeah... oh, I know.

You ever read a newspaper?

Newspaper?

Viola, the girl has stars on her nipples.

I don't have much time for that.

So basically, you have absolutely no idea what's going on in the world?

Oh, I... - And yet, you've sold...

over five million albums... CDs, to millions of kids...

who listen to your insipid lyrics. - What is she doing?

'You want to know me, look in my makeup bag.'

You're influencing an entire generation of kids...

who won't know how to think straight,

or vote for a president,

or remember the significance of Roe versus Wade.

Oh! I don't support boxing as a sport.

I think it's too violent.

Y'all better get that little girl out of there.

Holy crap! - Get us off the air!

Quick! - Go to commercial! Go to commercial!

Crazy bitch! Get off me!

Cut! Cut! Put in the Bow Flex tape! - Get her off!

Juice Man, something!

Oh, I don't support boxing as a sport.

I think it's too violent.

Oh.

I wanted you to take one last look at the old Viola.

Oh, thank God I've changed.

Yes.

Well, just remember...

the breakdown was only a few months ago...

so take it nice and slow out there.

No stress.

Absolutely.

In fact, I'm going to take a vacation.

I've been promising my son we'd go to Africa...

since he was a little boy.

And I finally have the time.

That's wonderful.

Not to worry,

I'm in complete control.

Ruby! Ruby, my dear old friend.

Oh, I'm so happy to see you.

Well, good, they still have you medicated.

Ruby, I figured it out.

Life, I mean. - Oh, this ought to be good.

It's not about how many celebrities I interview or what my ratings are.

It's about relationships and family. - Oh!

Me and my son.

Oh, I just spoke to Kevin.

Did you get the tickets? - Sure did. Right here.

He's going to be so surprised.

Yeah, the three of you should have a good time.

Three? - Yeah, uh, you, Kevin...

and his new girlfriend. - New girlfriend?

That's a lovely surprise.

Is it?

Well, I mean, it can't be too serious.

I've only been away a few months.

Well, that's the end of it.

Where do you want me to put this?

Oh, under the bed.

Uh, you sure you don't want me to put it by the door so you can...

make a quick escape to the apartment you still have for some reason?

Now come on. You agreed to me subletting my apartment.

I would have agreed to anything to get you to move in here.

Oh, these are great. Are they new?

Oh, no! You can't look at those!

'Cause they're not finished yet. - Oh, sorry.

Okay? Please? - Okay.

Here, I'll put them back.

I forgot to tell you, we're having lunch with my mom tomorrow.

Oh!

It�ll be fine. I promise.

You want to take a shower?

Hmm.

Yeah! Okay!

All right, so tell me about your dad.

Well, he died when I was two.

But that was just her first husband.

At the time she was a freelance journalist...

and then she married this guy who was a network exec...

and got her her first on-air break,

but divorced him for Alec Wrigley.

Wait, the actor? I thought he was...

Oh, he was. It lasted about two years...

till she threw him out for sleeping with her second husband.

Wait, how many times has she been married?

Well, four. - Wow.

But, you know, her career was always the main thing.

She just lived for it. Well, her career and me, of course.

And, basically, now I'm all she's got.

Here we are.

Oh, no.

Oh, playing dress-up, are we?

Shut up. Is that the Dalai Lama? - Yeah.

Oh my God, That can't be real. - It is.

Did you know all these people?

Some of them. - Kevin!

Look at you, all handsome. - Ruby!

Good to see you.

Yeah, you too.

Now, forget about my mother.

This is the woman you need to get through. Charlie, this is Ruby.

Well, it's a pleasure to meet you. - Oh, the pleasure's mine.

Uh, excuse us. I've got to talk to him about a rash.

You're bringing a girl home to meet your mother now?

Yeah, Ruby, I am.

The women is fresh off the funny farm.

I mean, why don't you come back, let's say... next spring?

Oh, the trees will be blooming.

It'll be so beautiful. She'll love it. - How is she?

She's good. The first thing she did...

when she got home was make me lock up all the booze.

It's Oprah!

Oprah!

Yeah, Oprah.

There's one in there with the cast from 'Good Times' too.

So how big is this place?

About four acres. There's a tennis court,

two swimming pools, indoor and outdoor... it's kind of crazy.

What? No helicopter pad?

Oh, no. There's one out back.

I'm kidding.

Kevin!

Oh, I've missed you so much!

I promise I'll never leave you again.

Oh my God, Mom. Look at you. You look fantastic.

It's just something I threw together. - Come here.

What? - I want to introduce you to someone.

Charlie. Mom. - Kevin.

Charlie, this is Mom.

Mom, Charlie.

Oh, hi.

Oh, I'd love to just be able to think of it and make it.

I must have spent the last 30 years...

looking for the perfect little black...

Cocktail dress. ... cocktail dress. Yes.

I know.

Well, it doesn't matter. You could wear anything with your figure.

I mean, you look amazing. - Oh, honey, thanks.

Listen, when you're my age, if ain't broke, you fix it before it is.

Why the question mark?

Oh, 'cause I just don't know.

I love your jewelry.

Oh, yes. Yes, thank you. - I love that.

I like it... the earth tones. - It's fantastic.

Where did you get this from? - My first husband.

That's Kevin's father. He gave it to me when we were in Peru.

It's very earthy. - It's like the dress,

very earthy.

I just think it's wonderful that you've tried so many temp jobs.

Think of all the experiences you have.

You've been so quiet, Kevin.

Oh, well, it's kind of hard to get a word in edgewise with you two.

Oh, is he great, or what?

I tell you too, that's a little scary.

Enjoy it while you can.

Here you go, some more coffee.

Actually, I was a little nervous about the two of you meeting.

Really? - Why?

Well, 'cause it's important to me.

Mom, you're the most amazing woman I've ever known.

And, Charlie, I've never met anyone like you.

You're real, you're honest.

And although we've only known each other a few months,

I- I feel like I've known you forever.

I guess what I'm trying to say here...

is what are you doing for the rest of your life?

What?

Oh my God!

Charlie, will you marry me?

It's... it's too sudden.

She's in shock. - No!

I mean, I am, but... - Yes!

Seriously?

Seriously.

No no. Say 'no.'

Yes. Yes!

Yeah!

Oh, gee... oh!

Oh, I'm so happy for you.

Congratulations! - Oh my God. I can't believe this.

I am so happy for you.

Congratulations! I'm so pleased...

that you're going to be my daughter-in-law.

Oh, congratulations.

I can't believe this. - I'm so happy for you.

Thank you! - You're going to need a moment alone.

Excuse me, I'll be right back. - Okay.

Oh!

Shit!

Medicine.

Let's see.

No.

What's... ah!

14% alcohol!

You are so crazy! Oh my God! - I almost forgot.

I've been carrying this around for two weeks waiting for the perfect moment.

I can't believe this turned out to be it.

Kevin. - Try it on.

It is the perfect moment.

Maybe you should go check on your mom.

Oh, she's fine. She's probably calling all of our relatives.

Oh, Holy Spirit...

surround me with light.

Please rid me of my negative karma...

and my wickedness.

Please help me be a better person.

I could just kill that dog-walking slut!

Of course.

She's pregnant.

So, goodness. That was a lot to take in at teatime.

Oh, you're telling me. - I had no idea...

that you guys were so serious.

Kevin, you never mentioned anything.

Mom. - Here's what I want to say.

It's wonderful being in love.

But I don't think marriage is the best solution to a thing like this.

Well, you know nowadays a girl has so many alternatives...

to getting married... there's adoption, abortion,

lesbianism... Hmm? - Whoa, Mom!

What are you talking about? - Well, I mean, it's so sudden

I have to assume there's a pressing reason.

Oh oh, no.

Charlie's not pregnant.

Call me old-fashioned,

marriage is a sacred union...

that should only be entered into with the utmost care.

Weren't you married four times?

Yes, dear.

Which would make me an expert, don't you think?

Excuse me.

It's the hospital. I'll be right back.

Okay.

You want me to go with you?

No, stay right there.

You know, this is as sudden for me as it is for you.

It's too sudden, right?

You think?

Yeah.

Really?

I mean, what's the rush? It's not like the old days...

where you had to get married and have kids,

and have it all figured out by the time you were 21.

Exactly. - We have options now.

And I've always liked having my options, you know?

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Yeah.

This is so... big.

What am I... what am I doing?

I love Kevin.

I want to spend the rest of my life with him.

Oh my God! I'm getting married!

Ruby!

Ruby, I need a bottle of champagne. We're going to celebrate.

May I have the key to the liquor cabinet please?

What key?

The key, Ruby.

Key? There's no key.

Ruby, give me the key.

You want to take this outside?

Bring me the key.

And fix your hair.

You look like a damned cockatoo.

She is such a fabulous assistant.

Hey, do you think your mother liked me?

Of course. Why?

I don't know, because she called me a pregnant lesbian?

I'm sure she meant that as a compliment.

Trust me. She loved you.

Oh, they're gone?

I'll just put this baby back to bed, okay?

My son the brilliant surgeon...

is gonna marry a temp.

Gonna need something stronger than this.

Where's that martini?

Hooch will not solve your problems.

She's going to destroy him.

It is so clear.

She's got no money, no career goals.

She was just waiting for a rich innocent...

to step right in her path.

Oh, Kevin's smarter than that.

Come on, you raised him well.

He's a good boy.

But he's a man. That's the problem.

The only time they think straight is when they have an erection,

and it's usually pointed right at the trampiest woman.

You talking about her or you?

Look, there's nothing you can do.

Just let it go.

You know what you need? A project.

Or another husband.

You know, why don't you marry another gay guy?

That was fun.

You know, you're right.

I do need a project.

And I have the perfect one.

I am going to save my son.

Here.

What? - You go use those old contacts of yours...

to get all the information you can about that little pimp.

And exactly what do you expect to find?

Everybody's got a past, honey.

Find something.

And I'm going to open up the Montecito house...

and get a party planner.

I'm going to give them an engagement party.

And then what? Lock her in the basement?

When he sees how out of place she is in his world,

it's gonna be over.

This will end badly.

Get me another one of those.

Is it me, or is each house you take me to bigger than the last?

But I thought your mom said this was a barbecue.

Oh my God. It looks like she's invited everyone I've ever known.

And they're all in black tie.

Oh, there's my mom. Mom!

Darlings! How was the trip?

Welcome. - I'm sorry.

I didn't know this was a formal party. - Well, that's because

I have something for you. I bought you a new dress.

Oh, see? There's a dress upstairs.

Thank you. - Besides, you look great in anything.

Exactly. You always look so clean and shiny.

Oh, Kevin, your tuxedo is upstairs in your room.

But first I want you to meet some friends. Come.

Prince Amir. - Can I change first?

This is Sarah. Kevin. - You know Kevin.

And this is Charlie. She's a temp.

Charlie, this is the man that introduced the euro to the global market.

Mr. Prime Minister. - Viola.

Oh, Marie. You know my son, but this is Charlie.

Very good to meet you. - So nice to meet you.

She's a temp. - Yeah.

I worked in a bank once.

Oh, look! There's the Poet Laureate and...

oh, Charlie, first I want you to meet the Secretary of Commerce.

Viola, please let me change first.

I don't want to meet her in my flip-flops.

Of course, of course. Ruby, would you show Charlie to the guest room?

Come on, Charlie. - Thank you. Thank you.

Wow!

Oh my...

it's vintage.

Oh, Fiona.

You look stunning. - Thank you. So do you.

My goodness.

Kevin just went up to his old room.

Why don't you go say hello to him? - I'd love to.

Good girl.

Fiona, what are you doing here? I'm dressing.

Why don't you let me give you a hand with that?

Give it up, Fiona.

You know, you and I had a very strong bond once.

No, you and I had very strong drinks once.

That's not true.

Kiss me. I'll remind you how good it was.

What are you doing?

I'm engaged. I'm happy.

It's gonna fit!

Why did she get me such a small dress?

I have two asses.

It'll fit. There we go.

Okay.

Okay! Okay!

What is it about her that's so special?

I don't know but I plan on spending the rest of my life finding out.

Kevin!

God! Men in love are really hot.

Fiona!

Oops! Um...

I was just giving Kevin a congratulatory kiss.

Don't, uh, worry.

Why would I worry? He's gay, right?

Charlie!

Charlie, that was not what it looked like.

I'm going home.

I've destroyed priceless couture.

I embarrassed myself in front of 70% of the world's royalty.

Oh! I forgot, yeah!

I just caught you making out with your ex-girlfriend.

Charlie, let me explain.

Ugh! It doesn't matter.

I can't do this.

I don't belong here, Kevin.

And if I don't belong here then maybe we don't...

Hey hey hey. Listen to me.

It's you and me now.

This isn't my world anymore.

You're my world.

Okay?

Now let's get the hell out of here. I'm taking you home.

Okay.

Um...

Let me try and get out of this dress and then...

Okay, see you downstairs.

Do you like it?

Yeah, it's great.

I'm so glad you finally decided to do it.

I don't know. I just woke up today and it just felt like home.

I'm gonna do all three walls.

You know, I think it's time to take a break.

Oh, wait!

Wait a minute. - Whoo whoo whoo!

I can't let it dry too much.

Oh God!

Are we getting out of bed today, 'Camille'?

What for?

I could die and nobody would care.

I would.

You promised me a face-lift.

Sit down, Ruby. Sit with me, hold my hand.

Have you got anything on the girl yet?

Nothing. Nada.

No criminal record. No debt.

Good grades. Went to design school. And then a string of odd jobs.

Isn't that exactly what somebody with a past does?

What about drugs? What about promiscuity?

She's had fewer lovers in her entire life...

than you did at closing day of Woodstock.

Well, find something.

Well, I guess if I had a hair sample maybe I could take it...

to my little crime lab and... - Perfect.

I'll get to work on it.

Listen to me. There is nothing.

Has it ever occurred to you that maybe she's a good girl?

Oh, don't joke.

I would like to speak to that woman who got back from the loony bin.

Is she around?

Because you are taking me for a spin in the crazy mobile.

Ruby, Ruby.

Everybody knows that when a woman marries a man...

she marries his mother too, right?

What if I drive her crazy?

Okay, now you're foaming at the mouth.

Oh!

Charlie and Kevin's house.

Oh, I forgot you live there.

I didn't realize that you had already moved in.

Kevin, stop it. I'm on the phone with your mother! I'm sorry, Viola.

The slut's practically fornicating with him!

Stop it! - I don't blame her.

That boy's a fine piece of ass.

Hold on, Viola. He's... stop it! Right here.

Actually, Charlie, the reason I'm calling...

is I wondered if you'd like to have lunch next week.

Really? - How would Tuesday work for you?

Yeah, Tuesday's perfect!

Listen, Viola, I'm kind of in the middle of something right now,

um, but Tuesday's fine.

Yeah, me too.

Lots to do! - Okay, bye!

Oh.

I'll go get the vodka.

It's good to see you.

There she is.

Charlotte.

Hi. I'm going to have the garden salad...

and the low-cal Chinese dressing and a decaf iced tea.

And you, miss? - Oh, um, I'll just have a...

cheeseburger with fries and a soda.

All right. - Okay.

You continue to surprise me.

Aren't you worried about fitting in your wedding dress?

Well, I mean, I'm making the dress to fit my body,

not the other way around.

Whoa. I wish I had been that confident when I got married.

I'll tell you one thing you're gonna have that I never did,

a stupendous wedding.

And it's important that we book the church right away.

I always thought that Kevin looked like Jesus...

in the cathedral down on Second Street. Mmm.

Actually, we were thinking of having...

a non-denominational service,

being that I'm more spiritual than religious.

Oh.

What about my place then?

That way we don't even need to book a location.

And Kevin was born there and grew up there.

Oh, it would mean so much to him. I'll plan it all.

We'll have that marvelous band that the Swansons' had at their wedding.

And a divine cake. Oh, honey!

No no no! Tsk tsk tsk!

Chewing, it's a disgusting habit.

Oh, hold still. I've gotta... gotta...

There! Got it! - Ow!

Thanks, um...

What do you think about peach?

Oh, um, excuse me. - Yes?

Can I get another salad without the nuts?

I have allergies. - Okay.

I'm allergic to nuts, and eggs, and shellfish,

and blueberries. Oh... and soy.

It's amazing you've been able to nourish yourself all these years.

Oh, yeah! The cake!

I'm thinking traditional vanilla with strawberry drizzle.

Look, Viola, I really do have all of this under control.

I made this for you.

It's your wedding planner book. Peach.

Oh.

Is that a picture of me and Kevin?

Oh, and... present time from your new mama!

Thanks.

Wow!

It's big! You can see the thorns on the roses.

You'll wear it on your wedding day, just like I did.

Of course I was a virgin when I wed.

But we'll just pretend with you.

Now, about the wedding...

the two of you are going to arrive in a horse and carriage.

And the driver's top-hat will match the horse's saddles,

and the ribbons on the doves...

that will be released at the exact moment...

of 'I do,' hmm?

And I've been in touch with your bridesmaids.

How do you know their names?

Well, Kevin told me. And I think for the honeymoon

St. Bart's is the absolute best place for you to go...

'cause Kevin adores it. - Hey, just hold on!

Just wait a minute, okay?

No.

Thank you, but no.

Thank you, but no to everything.

No to the horse and buggy.

No to the top-hats, and to the doves and geese...

and any other farm animals you're thinking of using that day.

And definitely no to you planning our honeymoon.

What? - Oh no.

I can... oh!

Oh oh! - What's wrong?

'Oh no' what? - My pills, my pills!

Okay. Well, let me help you.

Oh! - Viola!

Oh, no! - Wait, Viola!

Viola!

Viola!

Oh my God, Viola. Oh my God!

Give her some room. - Help!

Give her some air. - My God, is she dead?

No! - Get her some help.

It couldn't be that easy.

She's had an anxiety attack,

which can feel like a heart attack.

She's gonna be okay.

But she definitely needs to take it easy. No stress.

She said that you were yelling at her,

that you refused her gift and said she couldn't plan our wedding.

Tell me that's not true.

Well, technically...

yes.

But, hold on. I didn't yell at her.

And she just kept pushing and pushing and pushing.

And, okay, I admit it. I snapped a little bit. But...

What was I supposed to do? She wouldn't take no for an answer.

Come on, look, you know what a hard time she's been having.

So she's a little difficult. - Difficult?

A two-year-old is difficult.

She's like... ah! - Come on, she's all alone.

I'm all she's got... we're all she's got.

Come on.

Excuse me.

I'm Dr. Chamberlain, the psychiatrist in residence.

Are you Mrs. Fields's son? - Yes.

May we speak in private? - Actually, this is my fianc�e.

We can talk. Um, is she okay?

Well, I just completed your mother's interview and I'm concerned.

It's possible that she's on the verge of a psychotic break.

I should probably see her at least twice a week, minimum.

Also, I prescribed her some anti-anxiety medication.

If she starts to feel overwhelmed, they'll relax her.

Does she live alone?

Uh, yeah.

Well, I feel it would be best...

if she were cared for by relatives...

people that are closest to her during this time.

Just until we're confident that she's out of danger.

All right. Well, thank you, Doctor.

Oh, God.

I've got that medical conference.

What am I gonna do?

You know what? Don't... don't worry about it.

Um, I'll take care of her.

Thank you.

Come on. - What?

No, come with me. - No no, the doctor said no stress.

Charlie, come on. Enough already. - I'll stay here. Kevin!

Come on.

I am so sorry.

No, Mom, don't be. It's okay, really.

Charlie?

I'm sorry too, Viola.

No, I was too pushy.

No.

You weren't. Look, Viola...

I would love it if you would help me with the wedding.

It's all right, sweetheart, I...

I don't really think I'm up to it.

My nerves are shot.

Mom...

Mom, Charlie and I think you should live with us for a while,

until you feel better.

Are you sure?

Oh!

Oh, I can't possibly.

I couldn't. - Mom, it's okay. Relax.

I couldn't possibly.

Not unless I know Charlotte's forgiven me.

Will you?

Me?

Yeah, I forgive you.

You just put those anywhere.

Hi! - Hi.

Are you feeling better? - I'm much better, thank you.

Great. - Sweetheart, I'm kind of thirsty.

Would you... is the kitchen over there? - Yeah, sure.

Great. Goodbye. - Okay.

Hey, Charlie. - Are you moving in, too?

No, I don't like the neighborhood.

Look, do you have any firearms in the house?

No. - You might want to get one.

When will you be back?

Soon as I can, honey. I promise.

Are you sure you're gonna be okay?

Yeah. I mean, hey, it's only at night, right?

And, I mean, she's gonna sleep most of the time...

with those pills the doctor gave her. Right?

Look, I know my mom can be a little challenging.

So if you have any problems just call me.

I'm on the first flight back, I promise.

Okay. Well, hurry home.

And who knows? By the time I get back,

maybe you two will be best friends.

Oh, am I interrupting something?

Uh, no, Mom, come in. - The caterer called.

He still thinks I'm doing the wedding.

He sent over a sample plate 'cause I gave him the colors you wanted.

I said absolutely no peach.

And from now on, everything goes through my new daughter.

Thank you. - Yeah?

Okay, I'll be right down, thanks.

Oh, here. Look. - Oh, it's beautiful, Viola.

Thank you. - Oh, I'm glad you like it.

Thanks. - My car's here. Gotta go.

Bye, Mom. Bye, Mom. - Okay.

Oh, bye, sweetie. Oh, it's gonna be fun.

We're gonna have such a good time. - I love you.

I'll be a good roommate. I promise. - Okay.

Ohh!

It's so nice to have a girlfriend.

Yeah, huh?

Viola?

Are you all right? - I can't sleep.

I feel so alone.

I do.

You're not alone. I'm here.

Did you take your pills?

My pills? Oh no, I forgot.

Could you get them for me, sweetie?

They're on the sink.

Sure.

Here they are.

Thank you. - You're welcome.

Oh, I don't have any water. Could you get me some water please?

Okay.

Oh, I can't drink out of the tap.

Would you get me some Evian... with ice?

Yeah.

Here you go.

Oh, thank you.

You have a good night, okay?

Charlotte?

I hate to ask you this,

but it's my first night here.

Could you stay with me?

Please?

Sleep with me. Be a good girl.

Huh? No no no!

No no, don't!

God! Viola!

Are you okay? - No, let go of me, you!

No.

Huh? Oh!

Okay. Okay.

Hi, how was your day?

It was... okay.

Wonderful!

You're cooking.

I wanted to make you dinner all by myself.

Sit. - Okay.

It's steak and kidney pie.

Actually, the steak didn't defrost in time so it's mostly kidney.

Mmm!

Do you like it? - Mm-hm!

I made a decision today.

I called my lawyer and I asked him to redo my will.

I want to include my new daughter.

Really, Viola, that's not necessary.

Oh, don't be silly. I want to.

Of course they have all these stupid questions that they want to ask.

You know, like, 'Are you currently an illegal alien?'

Oh, uh, no.

Oh, that's interesting. Okay.

Um, are there any hereditary illnesses in your family?

You know, the kind that could be passed on to grandchildren?

Uh, no. - No.

How many men have you been sexually active with?

What? Why would they want to know that?

That many, huh?

Would you be willing to sign a prenuptial agreement?

Excuse me? - I know.

They're such nosy bastards. It's none of their business.

Let's just deal with this later.

No, why don't we deal with it right now?

I'll tell you what, I'll clean up the kitchen...

and you continue enjoying your dinner.

No no no.

You did all the cooking. I'll clean up.

Are you sure? - Yeah.

I am kind of tired. Thanks.

Well, I'll just go up to bed then.

I had kind of a difficult night last night.

You had a difficult night?

He's skidding out of control.

This bus is out of control.

Is somebody there?

Tina.

Tina.

Who the hell is that?

Oh.

What? Oh my God.

I thought you were sleeping. - Well, I couldn't sleep.

Hmm? What do you think of my outfit?

This is a ceremonial robe given to me by Chairman Mao.

These go with the robe.

This was a birthday gift from the Dalai Lama.

He never forgot my birthday.

Of course now he doesn't care anymore.

Do you mind if I sit with you? - No.

Just for a little while. - Okay.

Why is she running?

Well, someone's chasing her.

Why is he chasing her?

I'm not sure.

Well, who is he?

I don't know. We have to watch.

You have to stop talking. - Mm.

Don't you hate what she's wearing?

Running out there with bare feet and, what is that,

a pajama top? It's so unrealistic.

I once did a whole segment on nighttime television.

You would not believe...

how much the demographics influence the networks.

I mean it's just ridiculous. All they care about is the bottom line.

Oh, it's so nice just to sit with family and do nothing, huh?

Don't even need to talk. It's wonderful.

I miss so much being a working mom.

I used to bring Kevin, though, to the set.

That's where he met Gore Vidal and Jackie Chan.

Is there anybody famous in this movie?

Because I don't know any of them.

And they all look the same... all the girls...

have the same body, all the boys have the same hair.

...so many beautiful people who live in Los Angeles?

I think all the beautiful genes ended up in California.

Why is he kissing her? It's beyond me.

I'm sorry. I thought it was air freshener.

Charlie? - Dr. Batel's office.

Miss Reynolds?

Hi.

Yeah.

Nope. Okay.

Bye.

Oh God. I-I'm sorry.

You know what? That's probably my fault.

I mean, I never thought she'd...

I mean, she's a little eccentric, you know?

I'm sorry. - Well, It doesn't matter.

I don't want to talk about your mom tonight. I want to talk about us.

I miss you. - I miss you too.

Especially now when I'm in the tub...

naked and wet...

and naked.

Really?

Well, do you know what I would do to you if I was there?

What? - Well, for starters...

Charlie!

I'm not looking. I'm not looking. - Hello?

I just wanted to return your shampoo. - Your mom just walked in.

You really should use a shampoo that doesn't dry your hair so much.

We don't want a bride with straw under her veil.

Oh, is that Kevin? - Yeah, it is.

Honey, your mom wants to talk to you. - Sweetie, hi.

Hi, Mom. - Honey, I can't thank you both enough.

Of course. - I'm having the most wonderful time.

How's Charlie? - Oh, she's been a doll.

We've been girlfriends all week.

Great. - I'm gonna be sad to go home.

You do? Well, you never know what the future's gonna bring right?

I mean, I do love this neighborhood.

In fact, you know, two doors down,

there's this house for sale.

It's got two big bay windows...

and a great rose garden.

You know how I love rose gardens.

And basically, it's got my name all over it.

I'm having my... my... um...

real estate guy look into it.

She's buying a house here?

Two doors away.

'Lovely property. Beautiful bay windows.'

It's bullshit!

She doesn't even like this neighborhood.

Oh God, I'm so exhausted.

She's driving me insane!

I can't do this. - Yes, you can!

Stop being such a big baby.

Kevin is the best thing that ever happened to you.

Charlie, do not give up on this one.

It seems Mommy Dearest has been keeping...

a very close eye on you, sweetie.

What are you talking about? What are you doing in her clothes?

I was just upstairs in her room minding my own business.

And I found all of this in her closet.

She's been investigating you.

Whoa.

Why does she have your high school transcripts?

I know.

There's a picture of me at the beach? !

Yes, it is. - I can't believe that.

There's another picture of you in here.

And it's... look.

Look at that. It's like a close-up.

But you have to be close to take that, right?

Look at all this Gucci!

It's just Gucci Gucci Gucci!

She has skin caviar. This stuff sells for $400 a jar.

I've heard of that. I want a try. - Here.

Mm. - Doesn't that smell good?

Ooh, hello.

What are these?

Those are just her anti-anxiety pills.

Ooh, these are good. - Really?

They'd knock out a horse. I have these at home.

You do? - Wait

I don't know what these are. But they're definitely not what I take.

They smell like oranges or something.

Are you sure? - Yeah.

Let me see.

Hi, Andy. It's Charlie.

Now, I'm not working for Dr. Batel's office this week.

But I had a question. Yeah, about some pills.

Can I stop by?

Charlie, I'm having a bit of a bad day,

so Ruby's gonna take me to see Dr. Chamberlain.

Okay! You take care!

Let's see what you're up to.

There you go. - Thank you. Thank you so much.

And thank you. - Wear that, sister.

Okay, now Cartier is one right down.

Where's Niketown? - What?

Niketown. - Niketown?

Bad day, my ass.

Wait a minute.

Dr. Chamberlain?

All right.

Hello?

Hey, Andy.

What are they?

Chewable vitamin Cs, huh?

Okay, thanks.

I know. I can't believe the wedding's only a week away.

No, we do the final walk-through on Monday.

Oh! Wait a minute. I think I hear her car.

Drop my stuff at my house, okay?

All right. Look crazy.

Charlie!

Ch-ch-ch...

Ch-ch-ahh... Charlie!

Oh, I had to bring him home with me today.

He's harmless.

Sit. No!

No. No.

No, Zorro! Sit!

Is that expensive?

It was.

Sorry!

Oh!

Charlie!

Bonus.

Good boy. Come on.

Come on.

Mmm.

Hello, old friend.

Viola!

You can't mix alcohol with your pills!

I'm a little upset...

as you can imagine.

Well, I know that...

and I'm sorry, but your doctor said...

if you're feeling upset...

that you should take your pills, not alcohol.

So you relax. I'll get them.

Shit.

Here we go.

This will make you feel better.

Drink up.

Now I hope you like what I made.

It's one of my mother's specialties.

What's that? - Tripe.

It's a delicacy.

Try it.

It's like nothing you've ever tasted.

Trust me.

So Kevin called.

He's coming home tomorrow. I can't wait.

I'm so excited. I miss him so much.

I was thinking maybe the three of us could go to lunch tomorrow.

What do you think?

Yeah, I think it's a great idea too.

I'll make reservations.

It'll be so much fun.

Don't you just love being girlfriends?

Night-night, sleep tight.

And good morning to you too.

Ruby, is that you? - In here!

Oh my God. Is she all right?

I thought she went to bed.

I don't know. I haven't seen her like this...

since 'The View' won an Emmy.

I wish I could stay and help...

but I've got to go pick up Kevin at the airport.

What?

I underestimated you.

You don't need a gun.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Mm-hm.

Last call!

We'll see you tomorrow night.

Uh, there's a reservation under Fields, Kevin.

Yes, right this way.

I'm so glad my mom and you had a great week.

We did. I learned a lot about her.

So who's the mystery guest?

Oh, surprise!

I thought your office said we were having lunch alone.

Well, I hope you guys forgive me. I just...

I wanted to talk to you and Kevin together.

So how are you, Mom?

Fine.

Though I did have a rather difficult night.

Ooh, it was probably that martini you had.

Mom, you're not supposed to be drink alcohol...

with those pills you're taking.

You know, the truth is

I owe you an apology.

You know, I was so insensitive to your feelings...

about wanting to help with the wedding.

Oh, it's ancient history.

A young bride doesn't want to hear the opinions of an old widow.

No no, that is not true.

I mean, you're going to be my mom soon.

And a grandma shortly after, hopefully.

And I want you to know that I will do anything it takes...

to make this relationship work.

That said...

will you be my maid...

I mean, my matron of honor?

Charlie, that's... that's amazing.

Mom, what do you say? - But, uh...

Morgan is gonna be your maid of honor.

Oh no, she has graciously relinquished her title to you.

And I had this specially made up.

A dress in your favorite color... peach.

Come on, open it. - Well, that's...

Char... ah.

I- I don't think I can.

Mom, I think it's a great idea.

I just don't think I'm up to it.

I really don't. I've got to talk to my doctor.

Oh, I called him. Yeah!

And he said he thought it was a great idea.

You called my psychiatrist? - Mm-hmm.

In fact, we had lunch at The Ivy.

Well, anyway...

he said, considering this turning point in your life,

you know, losing so much so suddenly,

that being involved in the future...

would be the best therapy in the world for you right now.

Careful. You know those are strong.

You know, we... are your future.

And we want you to be part of it.

I can have a list of duties for you tomorrow.

No.

M- mom... no, Mom.

Mom, don't cry.

Here.

Charlie.

I didn't think I would be this emotional.

Mom, here. Can I?

Oh, oh!

Oh, thank you, baby. I love you.

I love you too. - I love you too!

I love you too, Mom.

Kevin, you know what? Why don't you give your mom and I a moment alone?

Yes, of course.

Just so you know, the crying bits are getting old.

Just so you know, Kevin likes his girls thin.

Oh! Well, I can always get liposuction.

I've been meaning to ask. Is it painful?

That maid of honor bit.

Priceless!

You know what they say? Keep your friends close, keep your enemies closer.

Oh! - Now you listen to me.

This is my game now.

You are going to tell Kevin that you are not moving into our neighborhood,

and that you've decided that you're feeling like it's time...

that you go on with your own life!

You're moving out of our house immediately.

This is over!

Oh!

This isn't over, not even close, girlie!

Well, bring it on, Grandma.

That little bitch!

Let's go someplace near the ocean and drink lunch.

What?

You know exactly what.

Move!

Move! Move!

What's wrong with you?

I am sick. I am sick sick sick of your shit.

And I when I'm not sick, I'm tired.

I am sick and tired.

What are you saying?

Damn you and your luggage!

Ruby, you're not going to leave me too, are you?

No, I'm not leaving you!

You old slut!

Ruby!

Ruby, please... - Hey, you almost forgot your dress!

You'll have nothing to wear to the wedding.

See you, Ruby!

Maybe we can get you a matching bonnet.

See you at the rehearsal dinner!

Motherf...!

So, how's the bride-to-be holding up?

Ooh, under the circumstances I'd say mediocre. But she's tough.

Not as tough as the old bird.

What does that mean? - For your own safety,

make sure you know where the emergency exits are at all times.

Hey, are you and my mom okay?

Great. Yeah, I just have a little of the pre-wedding nerves,

but everything's under control.

Of course.

Hello, everyone!

Welcome to the rehearsal dinner.

My God, she looks amazing. - I know.

Oh!

Father Tyson.

Hello, Blaire.

Kit, how are you?

Hello, hello.

Oh, you are Morgan. - Yes.

I have heard so much about your delicious catering service.

Oh! Oh, wow!

I have a lot of friends. You're going to be a busy girl.

And you're Remy. - Yeah.

I recognize you from all the wonderful things Charlie's told me about you.

Wow. Well, Ms. Fields, I have to say...

Oh, call me Viola. Please, I insist. - Viola.

All right, I'm gonna go get a drink. - Okay.

I'm such a huge fan.

Oh, you... - Oh, I...

Well, mi casa, su casa. Make yourself at home.

Thank you. Bye, Viola. - Cheers.

Goodbye. - I like her a lot. Hi.

Hey! - Hi!

You guys have a nice little chit-chat? - Oh my God. She came over...

and started talking to us. What did you want us to do?

Ignore her? - Yes!

So then getting her autograph would be completely out of the question?

Was that yes? 'Cause... okay. - No.

So there I was sitting next to the Sultan of Brunei...

with Maureen Dowd, Carrie Fisher and Snoop Dogg.

You know the story, Kevin.

I said to Snoop, 'Snoop, I think your lyrics...

are sometimes a little sexist and unfair to women.'

And the Sultan of Brunei said, 'Really? I have 114 wives...

and they're all huge fans of the Dogg!'

Honey, would you see who's at the door?

Sure.

These are delicious, Viola.

Oh, Kit, I'm glad you like it.

Mm, yeah.

Look who's here. It's Dr. Chamberlain.

Oh my God! It's Dr. Chamberlain.

Hi! Everybody, it's Dr. Chamberlain! - Hi. Good evening.

Thanks so much for inviting me. - Oh, shit!

That's Dr. Chamberlain. He's Viola's doctor.

Oh, we're going to need another place setting.

Oh, please, let me get that.

There's a chair in the living room. - Sure.

Scootch down, you guys. Come on, make room.

You guys move down.

Cheers. Thank you.

Who's he?

It's Viola's therapist. Move down, you guys!

Excuse me. - No problem.

Here's you chair, Doctor. - Here. Have mine, too.

Hello.

Hi.

Hi. - Hi.

I'll get it.

So you just got here?

Are you expecting anyone else? - Huh-uh.

Hello, everybody! - Fiona!

I'm so glad to see you.

I just couldn't resist bringing the happy couple...

a little gift.

That's great. I will get you a place setting.

She's bringing a gift? I think she is the gift.

What the hell is she doing here?

How about some more wine, everyone? - Yeah!

How much longer do we have to stay? I have midterms tomorrow.

Shh.

Oh, I get it. - No, baby, not now, okay?

It's not the time.

So, Dr. Chamberlain,

tell us about med school. Where did you do your residency?

Uh, now that's... that's a long story.

I don't think your guests want to hear that.

No, we really want to know.

I think we need some more gravy.

What is going on?

What are you doing?

I'm behaving.

Viola, no!

You can't! Charlie's allergic to nuts!

Give it to me!

Viola, you're crazy.

Oh, get up.

Put the gravy down or I'm telling Kevin.

Yeah!

What's the big deal? So her face swells up...

swells up a little. So what?

Swells up a little? Her face'll blow up like a Macy's Day balloon.

Well, good. It'll match the other body parts!

Viola, think about what you're doing.

Come on, the girl's getting married tomorrow!

Ruby, when did you lose your edge?

Right after you lost your mind.

Come on.

All right. Okay. No nuts.

Come on.

Viola, I think you dislocated my vagina.

Where's the... - Where's the what?

Gravy? More gravy?

Anyone for more gravy?

Oh, I am not doing time for you!

Where's the back door? - Stay cool, Ruby!

Stay cool! This is no time to lose your nerve.

If I get arrested I'm gonna sing like a canary.

Maybe she won't take any gravy.

That's a lot of gravy. - Mmm!

This gravy's delicious!

You... you gotta go stop her!

Go on, stop her. Go stop her. - You go, you go, you go.

Why me? You're the culprit? You go!

You're my assistant. - What am I supposed to do?

Go out there and stick my finger down her throat?

Yeah.

Baby, are you okay?

Kevin, my tongue feels weird.

I think something's wrong!

Charlie, are you okay?

What are we gonna do now? - Hide the damn nuts!

Are you all right? - Get her some water.

Flat or sparkling?

The caterer says he doesn't know how this could have happened.

Well, I feel like I ate a loaf of nuts.

I mean, even my tongue is swollen.

You're marrying a big, fat, puffy tomato mouth.

It's not that bad, really. Besides, the swelling's already going down.

Yeah? - Hey, Kev.

Yeah. - Just coming to check up...

on the bride-to-be. For the love of God...

Out! - You see?

I told you it looks terrible.

I told you. - Baby, I promise you.

In 24 hours the swelling will be completely gone.

Give me that!

Door was open.

Oh thank God.

The Bride of Frankenstein is gone. - I know.

I was up half the night worrying.

You look great. - I just don't know...

how those nuts got in there. - Yeah.

Hmm. Wait.

Hey, do you think she would...

No!

Come on.

I mean, she's crazy,

but she's not like, psycho-killer crazy.

Hmm.

No!

Oh, hey, I was wondering. Could I bring a date...

to your wedding?

Of course. My God. How exciting.

Great. Thanks. So then, I'll see you later.

But... w-wait!

Who is he? Tell me! - Oh, it's...

okay, don't be mad. It's Dr. Chamberlain.

Actually 'Paul.'

Is that his real name? - That's very funny.

I gotta go get a mani, pedi and my eyebrows waxed.

But I'll see you in a couple hours, okay?

Oh, let me go down with you. - Okay.

Oh God.

She added even more ruffles!

Where's your prom date, se�orita?

Oh, wait a minute. This is too damn good. Where's my camera?

This is just too good.

Will you just get me out of this right now?

Come here.

Cheers. - Hey.

Thanks for coming.

Okay, guys, let's go see how Charlie's doing.

Ah, yes, please.

Uh-huh.

Oh my God. Those are so much better than mine.

Don't... touch me!

I got out of that car the same way I got in it...

without you. Now where is she?

You here with the bride or the groom?

I'm here with my mother.

Oh.

She looked a lot older. L...

Well, look what we have here.

Oh my God.

You look beautiful. Oh my God.

Oh my God. - This is it!

Yeah!

Oh God, did you talk to the priest? - I talked to him.

He's just going to skip right over that whole...

'if anyone should object' part. - Okay.

You're a vision in white, sweetie, really.

Knock knock. Look at you!

And so is your mother-in-law.

Mm. Mm-mm-mm.

All right. Everybody out.

Out. Give the bride a moment.

No way. - What?

What is that?

What? - Where's your bridesmaid's dress?

Oh, I gave it to Ruby's daughter.

She works at Hooters. She was thrilled.

I don't have a daughter?

Oh.

Rude.

Take off that white dress right now...

or I'll take it off for you.

Don't you tell me what to do!

You did not just poke me!

Don't you touch me, you two-bit tramp!

Oh my God! Viola, I'm so sorry.

I didn't mean to...

You don't go and slap somebody then apologize.

Get some backbone!

God! This is crazy!

Why don't you just face it?

I'm marrying Kevin today and there's nothing you can do about it.

You face it! You'll never be good enough for him!

Didn't stop you from marrying my son.

Oh God, no. - Well, look at you.

All in white.

You are so predictable.

Oh, Gertrude. I didn't know you were coming.

You didn't?

Wonder why. Oh, I know.

You didn't send me an invitation!

I thought you were dead.

But evil doesn't die so easily.

I heard you got sacked and thrown into a loony bin.

Oh! Oh! - My congratulations.

Oh my God.

Oh my God!

These hors d'oeuvres taste like old socks.

Now, I want to get...

an up-close look at the bride.

Holy Toledo!

You are a stunner!

My grandson is a lucky fellah.

Look, what he did.

He went out and found himself an exotic Latina!

Would that my son had been that lucky.

Here we go again.

What? You were a television weatherwoman...

in Dubuque, Montana.

You drove around in a broken-down minivan...

and you drank red wine from a box!

Classy.

You killed him, you know?

What? ! - You killed him.

All the doctors agreed,

my son died of terminal disappointment!

If anybody killed him, you did.

You smothered him to death!

Nobody was ever good enough for him!

My God, you look old!

Fine.

This woman is going to drive me insane.

Now, I'd rather not take all the credit.

You'll get over it.

Okay, I love you. - You're kidding.

This is never gonna end, is it?

I mean, that's going to be me and you in 30 years.

We'll be doing the exact same thing.

You know what?

I wanted to marry Kevin because we make each other happy.

But you're never gonna let that happen.

Are you?

Oh my God. I can't believe I'm saying this.

You win, Viola.

What do you mean?

The wedding's off.

Bye, Ruby.

I- I cannot believe she compared me to Gertrude.

I know. Now that's just wrong.

Thank you. - You are far worse.

I don't recall Gertrude ever trying to poison you.

And I'm pretty sure she wore black to your wedding.

Black. Yeah, she said she was in mourning.

Mm-hmm.

I just want my son to be happy.

Whatever made you think he wasn't?

Hey, what are you doing here?

Don't you know it's bad luck to see the...

Charlie, what's wrong?

What is it?

Are you nervous?

Hey.

Kevin, I need... - Charlie,

I need to talk to you.

Viola, stop it! - It's the flower girls.

They're drunk again. - What?

Yeah, in the toilet.

Not now, Viola, okay?

It's really important.

Just give us a minute. She'll be right there.

Please?

Charlie, what is it?

I'll be right back.

What do you want, Viola?

I don't want you to walk out on this wedding.

You don't?

No, I don't.

What, am I supposed to believe that you've had some epiphany?

That all of the sudden, everything is going to be different?

It's never been about you, Charlie.

It's me.

I've been so afraid of losing him.

He's the only family I've got.

This is my chance for a family, too.

And I'm scared. - Oh!

Don't blow your chance for happiness.

You've never needed my approval.

He's loved you from the very beginning.

And I promise I will get out of the way...

and let the two of you be happy.

That's not what I want.

I mean, there just has to be some boundaries, Viola.

I can do boundaries!

I don't love boundaries but I can do them.

How about the number of times you call Kevin a day?

Can we limit that to, like, one?

Oh, I need at least four minimum.

He's 35 years old. - Three?

Two. - Deal.

Two long-ass calls!

When Kevin and I have kids,

he and I will decide how they're raised.

All right. But you know I have raised one wonderful boy.

And my advice could be very... - Will be solicited when needed.

All right, as long as one kid is named after me.

Middle name. - Deal.

What else?

Holidays and special occasions.

Are you gonna keep me away?

You must be present for every Christmas,

Thanksgiving, birthday,

school play, clarinet recital...

and soccer game in our kids' lives.

I want you to love them and spoil them...

and teach them things that Kevin and I can't.

Like how to throw a right hook for example.

I want you there, Viola.

I do, up front and center.

From this point I will not negotiate.

Damn. That girl can give a nice little speech.

Deal?

Oh...

can they call me 'Aunt Viola' instead of 'Grandma'?

Fine.

Come on, unzip me.

Viola, you don't have to wear that dress, really.

Yes, I do. Really.

Go, Kevin and Charlie!

Yeah!

Mom!

Do you really think I would leave without saying goodbye?

I love you, Mom.

Thanks for everything. - Go.

Bye, you guys!

Okay, everybody gather around the back of the car!

Charlie!

Charlie, right here! Right here, Charlie!

Sheesh.

Oh, Hawaii! I cannot wait! - I know. I can't either.

Have a great time in Hawaii!

Good luck! - Have fun in Hawaii!

Just you and me now, Ruby!

Jesus. Who did I kill in a past life?

And take off that damn dress.

You look like a giant peach cobbler.

You're making me hungry.

Come on, weathergirl, I'll buy you a box of wine.

Gettin' old.