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I'm not going to make it over tonight, sweetie.

Yeah, I got to pull another double shift.

The snowstorm's left us shorthanded,

and somebody's got to keep the city

from crumbling into anarchy and mob rule.

Hand me the pringles.

No, no. The ranch.

I'll see you tomorrow when I get off of work.

I love you, too.

Poor thing. She really misses me.

Well, life with a police officer is a life of sacrifice.

That's why I've chosen not to enter into a relationship.

Isn't fair to the woman.

I see. It's got nothing to do

with her being unwilling to climb in your window

after your grandma falls asleep.

Hey, if a woman's not willing to shimmy up a drainpipe

to get a little taste of Carl McMillan,

then she's too full of herself, anyway.

You know what?

If we're going to be here for a while,

I'm going to kick my shoes off.

Uh-uh. Leave those nasty things on.

I don't want to be breathing your stanky foot funk.

Hey, my socks got soaking wet

pushing that car out of the ditch,

and I don't want to catch a cold.

So you're going to air 'em out over the heating vents?

You might as well just stick your toes in my nostrils.

And besides, I told you to wear your galoshes today.

I don't like the galoshes.

They compromise the dignity of the uniform.

Right. Kind of like that big glob of pickle relish

you got on your badge.

It's salsa.

Regardless, I'd prefer you to leave your shoes on.

It's bad enough to be smelling

your breath, armpits and backside.

We don't need to be adding the smell of your feet

and my vomit to the mix.

I hate to tell you this, but after a double shift,

you're not exactly a romp in a flowery meadow.

Hey, every time we've stopped for coffee,

I have brushed my teeth, washed my face

and splashed on a couple a drops of my signature scent.

Yeah, let's talk about your signature scent.

What is it, exactly?

'cause it smells like the inside of a hamster cage.

That's the cedar bark.

It also contains sandalwood, clove and a hint of jasmine.

But I'm guessing those aromatic subtleties are lost

on a man who has two blocks of parmesan cheese for feet.

Fine.

Let's stop at a drugstore, and I'll buy some new socks.

You need to buy some new feet.

You know what? Screw it.

The shoes are coming off.

Then I'm opening all the windows.

Fine. It's ten below.

We'll both just freeze to death.

I'd rather freeze to death than die

from a bad case of parmesan foot lung.

Hey, whatever. Doesn't bother me.

Doesn't bother me, either.

Hey, I like the cold.

Turn on the air conditioner.

Don't think I won't. Do it.

I'm gonna!

♪ For the first time in my life ♪

♪ I see love. ♪

Sync and corrections by GeirDM for www.addic7ed.com

What are you doing? It's ten below out here!

Well, it's 4:59 in here,

and we don't open until 5:00.

You know, we have a battering ram in the car.

And I've got french toast in the back, so play nice.

Come on!

Morning, gentleman.

Do you have a reservation?

I don't want to sit here.

Why not?

It's too close to the door. I prefer a booth.

Fine. We'll do whatever you want,

like we always do.

Oh, really?

We always do what I want?

That's why we got to listen to bluegrass music

on the drive home every night?

It's not bluegrass, it's roots music.

They ain't my roots.

Just a bunch of hillbillies with banjos

complaining about the train being late.

♪ Where's that train♪ ♪

♪ She's on that train, I missed that train ♪

♪ Train, train, train. ♪

If you don't like my choice in music,

get another ride to work.

It wasn't my idea to carpool.

Well, I thought it would save you a little money

with both of us paying for gas.

And it would, if we were both actually paying for gas.

Unfortunately, your wallet and your pants

are like Superman and Clark Kent.

Never in the same place at the same time.

I'm not going to apologize to you for being frugal.

Frugal? You live rent-free at your grandma's house,

and she even cuts your hair.

Cutting my hair brings that old woman a lot of joy.

Besides, nana cuts the straightest lines in town.

I'd be a fool to bring my business elsewhere.

Seriously though,

don't you think it's a little weird,

a grown man living with his grandmother?

Hey, I don't live with her, she lives with me.

In her house.

Yes. Which I'll inherit when she dies.

And as long as we're asking

the tough questions, let my ask you something.

How are you so...

Fat? Is that what you want to know, smart guy?

No, actually, I was going to say "bull-headed."

I spend all day in a car with you.

I know why you're so fat.

You know, just because I'm overweight,

you think you're better than me.

Not at everything. Just foot racing, swimming,

climbing, getting in the car, getting out of the car,

picking up a quarter, pushing a plate away.

That's it! I'm switching tables!

Oh, and deny me your witty conversation

and brilliant repartee?

Hey! I'm done talking to you.

I was done talking to you first.

You always got to get the last word in, huh?

Sure as hell not going to get the last doughnut.

Oh, good.

Spread the crappy tip over two tables.

I hope the lasagna's okay.

It's all fat-free.

I used three different types of cheeses

and diced up fresh tomatoes and garlic for the sauce.

It's fine.

Well, that's what I was shooting for.

"fine."

Last chance to throw in "and dandy"

just to keep a girl from hanging herself.

What? Oh, I'm sorry, sweetie. It's great,

and I really appreciate you going to all the trouble.

Well, you've been working really hard lately.

So do criminals actually venture out in this kind of weather?

Not really. Today was mostly

assisting stranded motorists

And helping an old lady chip her frozen cat out of a tree.

Oh, my god. Please tell me that didn't actually happen.

I wish I could. We ended up just sawing off

the whole branch and leaving it on her porch.

I, for one, appreciate the fact

that there are brave men like you out there protecting us.

I'll tell you, the real challenge

is being stuck in a car with Carl all day.

He's always pushing my buttons, picking away,

trying to get my goat.

Pick, pick, pick, pick, pick.

Well, the important thing is, you're here now,

and-and we're together.

Hey, I had, uh, quite the adventure myself today.

We just got this new vice principal and...

You know what Carl was giving me a hard time about today?

I don't.

My feet.

He said my feet smell like cheese.

Parmesan.

Yeah.

But they don't, do they?

No.

God, no.

I don't know how much longer I can put up with him.

I mean, he's really starting to drive me crazy.

I understand. But when you start

to feel yourself getting mad at him,

just remember he's tired

And overworked, and probably just needs somebody to vent to.

So do I, but I choose not to.

I suffer in silence.

True.

But if it gets too bad,

you have the option of venting to me.

Oh, I would never do that.

Our time together is precious.

Well, Carl's not the stoic rock that you are, sweetie, and...

he doesn't have a regular girlfriend, and...

I know, I'm all he's got.

Poor little loser.

Be patient with him.

Be the bigger man.

And when he starts to drive you crazy,

just take a deep breath,

And try and remember that you love him.

It's not going to be easy.

Trust me, it's not.

Now, is there anything I can do

to take care of my big, strong, hardworking man?

Boy, after dinner, I'd sure love a foot rub.

Oh, come on.

You can do better than that.

I said anything.

Please.

And just remember, if you do start to slide,

don't panic, and just turn into the skid.

Carl, I know how to operate a motor vehicle.

Mm-hmm. You scored a 62 on your police driver's test.

Give me a break. I knocked down one cone.

Yeah, and that one cone could have been an old lady or a baby.

How many babies you see

just laying in the middle of the road?

One is all it takes.

Not supposed to talk on your cell phone while you're driving.

I'll keep it short, okay?

The length of the call doesn't matter.

It's against the law in the city of Chicago.

Uh-huh. So is murder.

Hey, sweetie.

Just being in the car with you makes me an accessory.

Oh, yeah. That will be great.

Sounds like fun.

Very thoughtful.

I could use a little break.

I love you, too.

I'll see you tonight.

What are you talking about, seeing her tonight?

I just signed us up for another double shift.

Well, I can't do it. Molly wants to take me

to the Drake Hotel for a little in-town getaway.

Call her back and tell her you can't go.

I can't call her back. It's against the law

in the city of Chicago.

We're talking double golden time.

You don't just turn your back on that kind of money.

Well, I'm sorry.

Unlike you, I'm not ruled by the almighty dollar.

Yeah. You're ruled by the almighty girlfriend.

Hey, I do what I want. She's not the boss of me.

Watch the road! I am!

Uh-oh.

Turn into it! Turn into it.

Don't tell me how to drive!

Turn into it.

"hey, Carl.

"why don't you let me drive today?

That way, you can relax a little."

You distracted the driver of the vehicle.

We were having a conversation.

I didn't throw a snake at you.

Why don't you just admit that you're a crappy driver?

I'm not going to let you get to me today, Carl.

You know why? Because I'm the bigger man here.

You're the bigger man everywhere.

You notice the car didn't tip over on my side.

Okay.

You need to vent, go ahead.

But it's not going to change the fact

that you're a loser and you need to get a life.

Who are you calling a loser?

Molly was right about you. You're lonely,

you don't have a girlfriend.

You dump all your crap on me.

Oh, I see. So now you're bad-mouthing me

to your girlfriend now? That's what you do

when you're in a healthy relationship.

But you wouldn't know that

'cause I'm all you've got.

And this is not healthy!

You know what? The hell with you!

I'm out of here.

Man, get off of me! I wouldn't be on you

if you didn't put the car in a ditch! Shut up!

You shut up!

Boy, I hope he's okay.

What time was he supposed to pick you up?

About an hour ago.

Did you try calling him?

Yeah, I'm just getting voice mail, and I can't listen

to "Devil went down to Georgia" one more time.

Maybe he's late

Because he had to stop a bank heist or defuse a bomb.

I dated a cop once.

It happened to him all the time.

And it was weird, 'cause he was a mall cop.

It was weird, but I think we're straying from the...

topic at hand.

We had a topic?

Good for us!

I just hope

This little weekend getaway, you know, helps relax him.

He's been so stressed out lately,

and he just comes home and eats and dumps his day on me.

Mm, vince does that to me constantly.

Well, how do you deal with it? Well,

I try to remember that men are ruled by testosterone,

which is essentially a poison.

So when you get that big, loud mouth jabbering in your face,

you just say to yourself:

"This is a sick individual.

He is suffering from semen brain."

Aw, mom, I don't know what I'd do

without your folksy wisdom.

Oh, my god, Mike, what happened?

I had a little car accident.

It's nothing... the paramedics made me wear this thing.

Do you have whiplash?

'cause that can be pretty serious.

No, nothing like that... Carl stepped on my neck

climbing out of the car.

Ooh, look... they have a spa here.

Wouldn't it be fun to get a couples massage?

Hot oil, scented candles, romantic music.

Eh.

What do you mean, "eh"?

I don't like the idea of strangers touching me,

laying naked on a table while some ukrainian guy

uses my ass as a speed bag.

Okay, that's not how they describe it in the brochure.

Boy, he is never gonna let me forget

about putting that car in the ditch.

"you're a lousy driver!

You knocked down the cone! You killed the baby!"

A 62 is still

a very respectable score.

Okay, why don't we just forget about Carl for tonight.

I'm sure Monday morning, everything'll be back to normal

between you guys.

Oh, I don't know. In the tow truck,

he said he wanted a new partner... and you know what?

Fine by me. Good riddance.

Why don't you just call him and settle this thing?

You'll feel so much better when you do.

And let him think that he's ruining our romantic getaway?

Ha! I wouldn't give him the satisfaction.

Yeah, but he kind of is.

Oh, no, he's not... I'm gonna take a nice, hot shower,

and when I come back, I'm gonna make sweet love

to my girlfriend, something Carl can't do,

'cause Carl doesn't have a girlfriend, 'cause Carl's a loser,

and I'm a winner. So drop your drawers

and assume the position and get ready to make love to a winner!

Get ready to make love to a pillow.

Carlton! You keep slamming doors and stomping around,

and I'm coming up there with my King James bible

and a whipping belt!

Lord, give me patience or an untraceable handgun.

Hi. I'm not sure if you remember me.

You're Michael's little lady friend.

- Yeah. Molly. - Of course.

Come on in, baby.

Oh, don't tell me those two idiots

dragged you into this childishness.

Do you have any idea what they're fighting about?

'cause Mike's not making any sense at all.

Well, whatever it is, I guarantee you it's stupid!

Sit down.

Last time they had a big fight like this,

it was over Popeye's chicken versus Kentucky Fried.

Really? Mm-hmm.

And that one could only be resolved with a blind taste test.

Yeah, after all that mess,

they both ended up choosing the other one's chicken.

How often do they have fights like this?

Couple times a year.

Usually during a cold snap or a heat wave.

They stay cooped up in that squad car too long

and start going at each other

Like two monkeys having a poop fight.

What's going on down here?

Like he wasn't sitting on the top step

listening to every word.

Hey, Carl.

Look, if you're here to apologize

for your boyfriend, I'm not interested.

That's not why I'm here.

That man said some very hurtful things,

malicious things, insinuating that I'm cheap.

Cheap? Boy wears his underwear until it disintegrates.

It's like trying to wash cobwebs.

Look, all I know is,

I'm trying to have a romantic weekend with Mike, and...

all he can talk about is you.

Really?

Is that a source of pride for you,

you masturbating knucklehead?

The boy's so cheap,

he's got magazines dating back to pubic hair.

Okay, well...

Let's not open that can of worms, please.

I was just hoping that you guys could,

well, work this out.

You heard her.

Pick up the phone right now and put an end to this mess.

Oh, just because he has a girlfriend, I'm the one that has to apologize?

No, you're gonna apologize

because it's the Christian thing to do.

And if you don't, I'm gonna part your behind

like it's the Red Sea and my foot is Moses!

You know what? I don't have to stand here and take this!

All right, sit down if you want, 'cause I'm just warming up.

A man should be treated with more respect in his own house.

Well, if you ever get one and I'm ever in it, I'll do that.

Do you have somewhere you need to get to,

or would you like to have a cup of tea?

I'd love a cup of tea.

All right, coming right up.

Molly?

Where you been? Did you forget your key?

Sending your girlfriend to fight your fights for you now, huh?

What are you talking about? Molly went to your house?

Don't act surprised; it belittles us both.

Well, I had no idea she was gonna go over there. You know,

we used to settle our quarrels man to man, face to face,

and with the occasional blind taste test.

But none of this sending a woman over to a friend's house,

singing sad songs of erectile dysfunction.

She didn't do that. Yeah, she did.

Hey, soon as I got out of the shower, I was gonna give it to her good.

Well, I'm just telling you what she said.

She told me and my grandma that you couldn't perform

your manly duties because you were thinking about me.

Really? I sent molly to tell you and your grandma

that I couldn't deliver the mail...

Does that sound like a good plan to you?

Well, that's why I came here to discuss it with you.

I thought it was ill-advised.

Man, I don't know what's in her head lately.

I mean, I know she's been missing me,

but I had no idea she'd go rogue.

yeah, we should probably minimize these double shifts

so she doesn't go completely off the deep end.

I'm sorry if she upset you.

It was just startling more than anything.

Man, this room is nice.

Yeah. There's a jacuzzi tub, a phone and a tv in the crapper.

Minibar?

Fully stocked, except for the peanut m & ms and toblerone.

Oh, man, Saint Pauli girl.

Grab two... we'll watch the new Russell Crowe movie. I can't remember

the last time we went to a movie together.

I do... it was Avatar.

I paid, 'cause you left your wallet at home.

Fine. I'll give you the money right now.

- Forget it, it's my treat. - Ah...

hey, look... we could get a couples massage.

Hot oil, scented candles...

We could also adopt a Chinese baby.

Let's start with the movie and see where it goes.

This is nice. Next time I get

a regular girlfriend, I'm gonna bring her here.

You should... these little getaways

are important for a relationship.

Oh.

Carl, you're here.

Looks like you made up.

Maybe a little more

than I'm comfortable with.

Uh, we were just watching a movie.

- You want to join us... we could scooch over. - No.

You boys enjoy yourself.

I'm gonna take a hot shower, and by the time

I get out, I want this side

of the bed to be empty.

Got it.

You landed

a good one there, man. Yeah, she's a sweetheart.

The second you hear that water turn off,

you'd better have your ass in the elevator.

Sync and corrections by GeirDM for www.addic7ed.com