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Hey.

You better get going.

Don't you have surgery this morning?

Oh, hey, baby.

You know what, um, I'm not gonna go in today.

What are you talking about? What about our deal?

You were gonna work double shifts

and I was gonna work overtime so we could pay off our debts.

Yeah, right, but, you know, I'm having a little,

a little problem at the hospital.

How little?

Well, don't get mad, okay?

But I've been suspended.

What?

Yeah, one of the nurses in the hospital

filed a complaint against me.

Oh, I knew it.

Michael, was it that nurse that I saw at the hospital

that was straightening your tie

and laughing at your stupid jokes?

Yeah, and she claims I sexually harassed her.

And did you?

No! Of course not.

Jane, the woman's a psycho.

She's got some sort of Fatal Attraction thing.

Oh... God, Michael!

How stupid do you think I am?!

All those nights you told me you were out working late

or you were too tired for sex!

Jane, will you please stop hitting me?

I didn't cheat on you, I swear.

Honestly. I've changed.

Oh, yeah, you've changed, all right.

You're worse than before.

You can't even keep your damn pants zipped past the honeymoon!

God! I can't even stand to look at you.

- You're despicable! - Ow!

Ow!

Morning, Jane.

Hey, Ryan.

Dad?

Oh. Ah, I didn't want you to see me, Ryan.

I was gonna sneak up and surprise you.

Yeah, it's a surprise, all right.

What's the occasion?

Since when do I need an occasion to hang out with my boys?

- Huh? - Right.

Well, your, um, other boy's upstairs.

Unit 4 on the end.

Um, I got to run though.

Hey.

Where you heading off to so fast?

We'll go see your brother, do some catching up.

I'm running late for work.

Um, but he's up there with Amanda.

You know he got remarried, right?

Yeah, I, uh... Well, we keep in touch, Ryan.

Okay.

- Well, see you later. - Wait, wait!

You come home early, we'll grab a couple beers,

we'll yak about old times, huh?

See you later.

Morning.

Morning.

Uh, do you want me to make you breakfast?

I thought I was the cook around here.

Oh, I didn't mean... I mean, of course.

You-you can make it.

Nah... no.

No, I'm-I'm not really hungry.

Um, whoever it is, I'll get rid of them.

Very fast.

Wow.

You're not too hard to look at, are you?

Who the hell are you?

Pop?

How's my number one son, huh?!

All right.

Good to see you.

Ah, you must be Amanda.

I'm Mack McBride.

Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you.

No, no. My pleasure.

You know, now that Kyle has finally found himself

a real lady, let's hope it makes him a real gentleman.

And what would you know about being a real gentleman?

Hey, take a lesson, Kyle.

What are you doing here?

Ah, your mom... She went to visit her sister.

You know how much I love that charming gal.

So I figured I'd come and see you.

You know what, I'm gonna give Ryan a call.

I'll get him up here.

No, no, no, forget it, forget it.

I already ran into him. He had to run off.

Jumping through hoops for some slave-driving boss.

That would be me.

No.

No, no, say that ain't so.

Ryan is one of my key players.

I couldn't run my company without him.

Ah, takes a strong hand to run a company.

I know my way around the boardroom.

How about the bedroom? You got a bun in the oven yet?

What? Pop! Come on, what are you doing? Stop.

No, not yet, but we-we're working on it.

Ah, I never doubted that, darling.

Now, if you could point me toward the head,

I clean up pretty good, like a real gent.

- Yeah, right through there. - Oh, thank you.

I like him.

He's a good guy.

No nonsense, and I've always been able

to lean on him when I needed help.

You love him.

Yeah.

I think that everything is gonna be okay.

♪♪

♪♪

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♪ Are we caught in a dream ♪

♪ Of tangled memories? ♪

♪ And what if those were closer to you? ♪

♪ You are here ♪

♪ And I'm okay ♪

♪ You are here ♪

♪ And I'm okay... ♪

♪ And you say ♪

♪ We are children tonight ♪

♪ And we're gonna fly away ♪

♪ Till oceans meet the sky ♪

♪ Under low little lights ♪

♪ We're gonna fly away ♪

♪ Till oceans meet... ♪

Yeah?

I'm here for the rent check.

Um, Peter dropped it in the mail.

I hope that's not a problem.

- No, of course not. - Good.

Can I come in?

Yeah, sure.

For what it's worth,

I wish I hadn't encouraged you to lie to Peter about your past.

God, is that an apology?

I'm admitting I made a mistake, okay?

All right, I apologize.

You're my oldest friend, I don't want to keep fighting with you.

It's not even all your fault anyway.

I could've told Peter the truth so many times.

I just couldn't quite figure out how to say,

"Guess what, honey.

I have been in prison for 15 years for murder."

I never kept a secret yet that didn't turn around and bite me.

You'd think I'd learn.

Yeah, well, you are kind of hardheaded.

Yeah, and controlling and selfish and a bitch.

Go ahead, say it.

Yes, but a good bitch.

Oh.

I promise, I will never come between you and Peter again.

Oh, good.

You're sitting down.

Promise not to fly off the handle when I tell you this.

Why? What did you do?

Did you run over my dream date with your car or something?

No, no, it's nothing at all, really.

It's just that I sort of had to tell Ryan

that I was helping you look for Mr. Right.

You did what?!

You told him about my project?

There was nothing else I could do.

He thought I was hooking again.

You know, all the guys coming to the building,

my 800 number.

Oh, God. That's great.

He's probably blabbed it all over Amanda's office by now.

God knows what she'll do with this kind of ammunition.

You know what, he swore he wouldn't say anything to anyone.

Right, just like you swore, right?

You know what, I'm doing the best I can do, all right?

Which brings me to, uh, bachelor number three.

- What? - Gary Johnson.

Import-export.

Drugs.

Pharmaceuticals, that is.

You're meeting him at the Stage Bar tonight.

Correction: you're meeting him at The Stage Bar tonight.

Remember our little deal?

You milk the cow, I get the cream.

I told Ryan I wouldn't have any more dates with strange men.

Break your promise.

You don't seem to have any problem doing that.

You know what?

I have a great idea.

How about if Ryan and I double date

with you and tonight's candidate?

Yeah, right.

So you can, what, rub it in my face?

No, it'll just take some of the pressure off, that's all.

I mean, you might as well have us along.

It's not like you have any secrets from Ryan anymore.

That's very funny.

You're in love, and me... I'm Miss Lonely Heart.

All right.

Fine, fine.

What time is the date?

You know what, I just remembered.

I have dinner with Ryan's father tonight.

He just got into town.

We're gonna have to change Mr. Right to tomorrow night.

Wait, wait, wait, Valentine's Day?

Oh, come on, great.

That's not too much pressure on me.

Megan...

Audrey Williams, right?

I'm Jane Mancini, Michael's wife.

Look, I'm sorry about the lawsuit.

I mean, I'm sorry for you.

But I'm the victim here.

Your husband came on to me and he harassed me.

Oh? He says that you have an overactive imagination.

I didn't imagine anything.

Including the promotion he promised me

if I had sex with him.

Michael never had to use leverage to get a woman in bed.

Maybe I had the good sense to hold out for what I wanted.

And what exactly did you want?

A step up, that's all. A little help.

So you cooked up a sex scandal and filed a fantasy lawsuit?

No fantasy involved.

Let's see.

Michael likes to start with a foot massage,

but he'll actually lick my toes if we're in the bath.

That's enough.

What's the matter?

Too close to home?

If you're looking for a liar here,

why don't you try the guy who's cheating on you.

Let's go somewhere else for dinner.

Like Paris.

I've racked up some frequent flyer miles.

No, it'll be fine. Come on, relax.

I'm looking forward to meeting your dad.

Hi. Sorry we're late.

Dad, I want you to meet Megan Lewis.

Oh.

Whoa, another knockout.

You sure don't look like a librarian.

Oh, why would I?

Well, this kid wastes his entire life at a library.

I thought that's the only kind of woman he'd ever meet.

Real men don't read books.

Oh, if you want to spend the rest of your life

hunched over a desk, go right ahead.

It's better than spending it hunched over a pool table

like you and your drinking buddies.

Hey, guys, can you just relax?

Hey, hey, don't look at me.

Kid's all in a twist. Must be

that time of the month, huh?

It was just a joke.

Don't leave.

Um, let's start the evening over

and order dinner.

Sounds good.

Yeah.

Jane, open the door!

Now, Jane... Oh!

Watch it.

Guess what, Michael.

- You're moving out. - Ow!

Jane, I know you really don't want to hurt...

You know, honestly, I don't think

you're handling this like a... mature adult.

Stay out of my way, Michael,

or next time, I won't miss.

Okay, we just have to talk about this, honey... that's all.

Ah, maybe not.

Come on, Ryan.

I didn't mean to insult you.

I'll tell you what, I'll give you a free compliment.

Moving out here next door to your big brother

- was the smartest thing you ever did. - Mmm.

So he could keep an eye on his little brother.

That's quite a compliment, Dad.

- Ah, I can't win. - Ryan, that's not what he said.

You know what, it was kind of patronizing.

That's a library word.

Uh, you know what?

Why don't you, um, check

on the dinner and put a fire under Mario?

- Good idea. - So, Mack,

- I hear you were a Marine. - Ah, you're always

a Marine, darling... It's a way of life.

Code to live by.

Ah, the semper fi speech.

You're always true to your buddies.

Which means you never rat them out, like you did

- with your partner. - You're talking

about his Wall Street partner.

He was breaking the law.

The law is,

- a man never turns in his friends. - Oh.

So Ryan's not a man... Is that what you're saying?

I find him caring, responsible, successful,

and you should try being proud of him

instead of tearing him down all the time.

Unless, of course, you're just too threatened

because he's more educated than you.

Megan, that's hardly helpful.

No, no, no.

Amanda, it's... it's all right.

Unlike, uh, some people at this table,

I don't need a woman

- to defend me. - And I don't need

your permission to leave this table.

I'm sorry, Amanda.

So am I.

You know, um, Megan was right about one thing.

I-I think you make Ryan feel like a failure

when his only crime is that he's not like you.

Yeah, well, Amanda, someday you're going to find this out...

That when you're raising boys, you got to toughen them up.

Some figure it out.

Others...

All I know is, in business,

when you play two competitors against each other,

sometimes they both turn on you.

Nah.

I hate that old man.

He's awful.

No, that was nothing compared to our dinners growing up.

Look, I hope I didn't make anything worse.

He's never given a damn about me.

I went to college... The first one in our family.

Do you think he ever bragged about that

to his drinking buddies? No.

No, no, I come home for Christmas,

and nobody even knows what the hell I've been doing.

All he talks about is Kyle:

Kyle the war hero, Kyle the... the club owner,

Kyle the pride and joy of that pathetic old man.

I just wish I could stop caring what he thinks about me.

I'm so sorry.

- You know, when you told him off... - Yeah?

That was the first time anybody's ever stood up for me.

The first time I ever felt like I wasn't alone.

Oh.

You're not alone.

You're not alone.

Hey.

Uh, ooh, what happened to your hand?

Oh, a little domestic violence.

Um, listen, I got to get out of town for a couple days,

so I... I moved the Faceworks meeting in New York back.

Oh, you know what, it's Kyle's birthday tomorrow,

and your dad wants to throw him a surprise party.

Oh. Should have known that's the reason he came to town.

- So you'll move the meeting back. - Look, Amanda,

you're not dealing with the Brady Bunch here, okay?

Bottom line is, I show up to this party

and I'm going to ruin it.

Kyle's going through a really hard time right now.

Can't imagine why.

He's got his biggest fan around.

You saw how he was drinking last night.

I was worried.

- I thought you would be, too. - I'm sorry.

My mind wasn't exactly on Kyle last night.

For what it's worth, I think your father was way out of line.

I mean, it's like he's a...

a different man when he's drinking.

Yeah, mean, abusive.

And get used to it, Amanda,

because Kyle's headed down the same road.

Don't give up on your brother.

He really needs you right now.

Please?

Okay, I'll stay... for Kyle.

So, now she's suing me for three million bucks,

but, you know, I figure it could be a lot worse, you know.

The board of directors has decided

not to indemnify you, Dr. Mancini.

You're on your own. Good luck.

Uh, excuse me, sir,

but are you kidding me?

Because I've already been suspended

from my surgical duties.

But are you expecting me to defend myself

against this lunatic alone?

It was spelled out very clearly

at the sexual harassment seminar.

The hospital will not defend you against harassment charges

if you violate hospital protocol,

which you have done repeatedly.

Yeah, but, I mean, come on, I mean, this, uh,

seminar was for all the little worker bees.

We're talking about me here.

Gifted healer.

Talented surgeon.

I was hoping we could do a little better.

I'm sorry, but you'll have to resign.

Resign?

No.

I refuse.

Then we'll be forced to fire you.

And if that happens, your license will be

put under review by the state board.

Then how am I expected to make a living?

Sir, I have given seven years of my life to this hospital,

and now you people are dumping me.

Without even hearing my side of the story.

Where's the loyalty?

You know, one day, the tables will be turned, my friend.

And then we'll see if I indemnify you.

- Michael, I'm sorry. - Oh, you're sorry.

That's nice. I feel all warm and fuzzy inside now.

Especially since the only job I have left

is working for free for the Children's Foundation.

You can't be treasurer of the foundation,

not with this hanging over your head.

What are you saying?

You got to hand over the books.

But, Peter, I love the Children's Foundation,

and those kids... You know, those little guys

are very close to my heart.

Now, come on, please, Peter,

you got to leave me some dignity here.

Sorry, Michael. I have to insist.

You know what, I, um...

I don't know where the books are.

You know, Jane's thrown out half my stuff

and we're not talking.

Find those books, Michael.

I want them on my desk tomorrow morning,

along with your resignation.

Peter, I'm going to fight you

the whole way on this one, buddy.

You and that whole lousy board of directors.

Don't yell at me, Michael.

I'm not the enemy here.

No, you're just a foot soldier

in the war against the little guy.

The real enemy here is Big Brother.

Yeah, that's right.

Amy, you want somebody breathing down your neck?

Snooping into your personal life every day, huh?

No, not me.

No, I thought not. And you...

You want somebody to tell you how to think?

Huh? Or you... you want somebody to tell you what you should say?

Huh? Or whether or not you can look at a beautiful woman

and not have somebody make a federal case out of it.

Yeah. Yeah.

These are our rights.

Our God-given rights as red-blooded American males.

And these rights cannot be abridged.

I have passion in my veins.

That's who I am.

Are we going to be denied our inalienable rights

to-to-to be who we truly are?

No. No.

I think not, my friends. I think not.

Bravo, Michael.

You're right.

You know, um, Lexi is from Ohio.

You said you graduated from Oberlin, right?

Right, in '92.

Mmm. You're still young enough to last all night.

Can you last all night, honey? Hmm?

Waiting for an answer.

Uh, so, Gary, I hear you like to travel.

Uh, Thailand, Indonesia... You must be doing well.

Of course he's doing well, or else he wouldn't

have made the cut... Money, looks...

Uh, Lexi, we've all read the questionnaire.

Um, I think maybe we should dance, huh?

That's a good idea.

Madame.

♪ Sip your sad champagne ♪

♪ And smile all the while... ♪

Chivalry. Hmm.

That's extra credit.

This is not how I planned on spending Valentine's Day.

Mmm, well, it's for a good cause.

I just hope it turns out all right.

I hope that, uh...

I hope Lexi can relax.

Mmm.

Get real, Megan.

She's blowing it big-time.

You know, Valentine's Day rolls around,

and I think, oh, God, another year

without someone special in my life.

Mmm.

I was really looking forward to meeting you.

Well, what do you think?

Am I everything you ever hoped for in a woman or what?

I admire your initiative, going after what you want.

Well, honey, why don't you admire this?

You know what?

I was trying to take tonight seriously.

Oh.

But, obviously, it's just one big joke to you.

You know, do me a favor.

Next time, find someone else to be your punch line.

Okay, buddy.

Uh, maybe he went to the bathroom.

Or not. I'm going to go talk to him.

Hey.

- Yeah. - Mmm.

You ask me, I think you screwed things up on purpose.

Oh. Well, you know what?

- I didn't ask you. - Mm-hmm.

Yeah, you never ask; you tell.

I don't remember you having a problem with it

- when I told you what I wanted. - Mm-hmm.

And how long did that last?

I mean, take tonight.

You never let him see the real you.

The real me.

Ah, yes, the real me.

The one that Peter dumped.

The one that Coop, my ex, dumped.

Honey, if you haven't noticed,

when I show them the real me, they just walk right over me.

Then they were the wrong guys.

You know, I'm starting to think

I've got a special radar for that.

Yeah, I seem to find the predator,

and I zero in on them,

and they just circle me until I fall.

Now, why are you selling yourself short?

I mean, you can be difficult,

but you can also be exciting and passionate,

crazy.

And I know you have a vulnerable side.

You let a guy see that, he'll never forget you.

Thanks.

Oh, my God. What were you thinking?

Please, don't you start with me.

This is Valentine's Day.

You guys definitely need to be alone.

I'm gonna get out of here.

Megan, honey, you got yourself a great guy over there.

Don't let him go.

♪ And you may think that I'm crazy... ♪

Hey. Happy Valentine's.

Oh! They're beautiful.

Thank you.

Mmm.

Kyle said he needs you on stage in a minute.

Nice outfit.

Where's the rest of it?

Oh, I know it's kind of skimpy,

but I need something really smokin' for Friday night.

We got a gig in San Francisco.

You're travelling with the band?

Yeah.

Well, it's only for a couple of nights.

If you're worried about my parole officer, don't.

I already checked with him. Everything's totally cool.

Oh, that's good.

You know, we did just get married.

I thought we might spend a little time together,

given what we've been through.

What I've been through is 15 years of hell

and five months of bottling up inside.

I need to turn it all loose.

Oh, I understand.

I'll just wait for you at home.

Oh, come on. Don't be angry.

I'm leaving after Kyle's party,

and I'll be gone only a couple of days.

- What party? - It's his birthday.

Amanda's throwing him a surprise party.

Come on.

Please come?

I promise I won't make you talk to Amanda.

Hey, everybody!

Happy Valentine's Day.

Hey!

Pete, have you met my dad yet?

Uh, Pop, this is Peter Burns.

- Ah, Mack McBride. - A pleasure.

You look a little too uptown to be a buddy of Kyle's.

Peter used to be married to Amanda.

That's how we met.

Are you still friends?

Yeah, and not only that, he's my doctor

and he's married to my singer.

It's very L.A., isn't it?

You people are too damn close.

So Eve tells me that you're giving her some time off

to go on the road with the band.

Yeah, unless you got a problem with that.

Well, I'm a newlywed.

I'd like to spend a little time with her,

she's running off with a bunch of social misfits.

Well, I think she can handle herself.

I mean, if things got out of hand, she'll walk away.

Oh, really? She'll just be able to handle it, huh?

Just like you?

What does that mean?

It means you're not the type of person that can tell somebody

how to take care of themselves.

First, you quit the pills,

and then you get right back on with the booze here.

Office hours are over, Doc.

That takes care of that.

Here, have another one.

I'll send the bill to your widow.

Ah, moving on.

I'm ready for my next date.

You know, I don't think you should jump right in again.

Oh, come on, Megan.

It's like falling off a horse.

One bad fall doesn't make me a bad rider.

That's the problem. Right now, you are a bad rider.

I mean, dater.

It's your attitude.

Great. Now you're trashing me.

Do I have some big target on my forehead or something?

Come on, everyone, hit me with your best shot.

No, this is not a battlefield.

It's just about putting yourself out there and hoping

to connect to someone.

Yeah, as if I didn't know that.

Look, I know it's hard, okay?

I just think you should take some time off.

Megan, I don't have any more time.

Every day that goes by,

I get a little bit more empty inside.

I mean, my gosh, there won't be anything left for Mr. Right.

I'm convinced he's on that list.

Then you know what?

You're going to have to find him yourself,

because I cannot go through another fiasco like last night.

Fine. That's just fine.

I try to delegate responsibility and...

You know, I guess if I want something done right,

I better just do it myself.

Thanks.

Ah, garage, huh?

Yep.

Yeah?

Hey, you know, you gotta stay on top of these guys.

You gotta show up every morning, first thing.

Let them know the boss is watching.

I'll stay on them, Pop.

This is gonna be a great house, Kyle.

Yeah, a big yard.

Good place for your kids to grow up.

Yeah, that's-that's what we were counting on.

Yeah.

Your kids,

they're part of you!

That is the strongest love you'll ever know.

It's like a, it's like a holy feeling

It ties them to you and back to me.

I don't know if that's ever gonna happen.

Of course it is.

You're young. Got plenty of time.

Pop, did you hear about the Gulf War vets?

About a lot of them getting sick when they came home?

Yeah, yeah, sure.

Bunch of crybabies, most of them,

because if they were really sick...

Something happened to me over there.

What are you talking about?

Pop, I can't have kids.

Says who?

Says my doctor.

That guy I met at the bar?

Tell him to fix you up.

No, it's just the way it is.

Then see a specialist.

I can't have kids.

Amanda and I, we're just...

I mean, we're gonna have to adopt.

Aw, come on, Kyle, that's not your own kid.

That's somebody else's mistake.

I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't say anything to Amanda.

I haven't told her yet.

She has her heart set on having a baby.

You're building a damned nursery here!

I know.

I've tried to tell her, but I can't.

You're scared.

You're scared if she finds out you're only half a man

she'll dump you.

You have to tell her, Kyle,

or you ain't any kind of man at all.

Hey.

What are you doing home?

Um, I'm sorry.

I don't know what I was thinking

letting my beautiful wife go to a party

all by herself.

Oh, then you're going? That's great.

Might have slipped your mind,

but that Foundation dinner's tomorrow night, so...

Oh? Oh, well, I'll be in San Francisco tomorrow night

with the band.

Oh, that's right.

Well, it's a very important dinner.

Well, it's a really important gig.

This is going to open up a whole bunch of new things for us.

Well, w-w-what's going on?

Are you, are you giving me a guilt trip?

No! No, no. Pfft!

No, I was just hoping that...

Were you hoping that you were going to be able

to use the foundation dinner

as an excuse to keep me from leaving town?

I don't know.

I don't know! I...

I feel a little silly here, you know. I don't...

I don't want you to go, and I...

I love you, all right?

I-I... and I don't want the honeymoon to be over yet.

The honeymoon is not over.

Definitely not over.

Hey.

Before you say anything,

yeah, I been drinking a little bit.

I can see that.

But I-I gotta brace myself,

and I gotta start facing facts...

Well, here's a fact: Mack is up there waiting for us,

and I want you all to myself tonight,

so if you could think of a good excuse

that'll give us just an hour alone...

Babe...

there's something I gotta tell you.

Well, there's something I've gotta tell you.

Me first.

You two get up here, and I mean right now. Come on.

Come on.

Surprise!

Oh, you got me.

My idea, son.

Smile!

Oh, do you remember...

this birthday party?

Oh, my God!

I was eight years old.

Look at Ryan in his cowboy hat.

Oh, my God!

- I love that hat! - That was Kyle's.

He let me wear it till Dad made me give it back.

- Oh... - Aw...

Let me see that.

You know what, I know you only came here

for my sake, but since you're here,

how about breaking the ice with Amanda?

Don't push it.

Hey, Jane. Listen...

Hey.

Hit me up, too, will ya?

Do I dare ask what the problem is?

The same old thing.

Michael's in heat again.

Now, let's see, this must be affair number...

Oh, God, where's my pocket calculator?

Oh, come on, he wouldn't dare cheat on you this time around.

Well, he's got you snowed.

Hey, you should be a character witness at his trial.

Trial?

You're not suing him again for divorce?

No, the nurse he's sleeping with is claiming sexual harassment.

So if you still think Michael's innocent,

you can have him.

All right, how did it go at St. Emory's?

Not that great.

You know, they're really judgmental.

Like we're supposed to believe none of those quacks

ever nailed a nurse in a linen closet.

I'm glad you showed up tonight.

Let's not get carried away. I'm only here because of Eve.

You know, we said some pretty terrible things to each other,

and I probably deserve every shot that you took.

She went to prison for both of you.

I was 17. I did the best I could.

I'm sorry if I screwed up.

That is about the lamest "I'm sorry" I have ever heard.

Oh, really? Oh, okay, well, um...

how about this?

I am sorry that I ever introduced you to Eve.

I'm sorry that I-I helped her fall in love with you.

And I'm really sorry that I stood by her side

when you got married.

You pretty much covered it all there, didn't you?

- Mmm. - Okay.

Apology accepted.

Would you look at that?

I don't know what kind of bull they've been

feeding you, but something's going on between those two.

- Happy birthday, Kyle. - Hey.

I'm sorry I can't stay.

No, it's all right.

San Francisco, I know, good luck.

Yeah, yeah, take, uh,

Romeo with you

if he can drag himself away from Amanda.

Oh, I'm glad they finally made up. Would you excuse me?

You'll have a kid all right, Kyle,

but don't expect him to look like a McBride, huh?

Hey, are you enjoying the party?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

You've got

a one of a kind here, Amanda.

God made my boy and then broke the mold.

Dad, take it easy. You're drinking a little bit too much.

What's going on?

Nothing.

Hey, we need, uh, more coffee filters,

and the, uh, natives are getting restless.

- Excuse me, guys. - Okay.

I'll show you. Come here.

I don't, I don't know what happened,

but you were in the Marines and came back

half a man.

I told you to lay off of me.

I've been thinking, Ryan,

why don't you get hitched to that girl of yours,

and get me a couple of grandkids, huh?

Don't rush him.

Kyle and I will take care

- of the baby department. - Are you packing

a punch, Ryan? Or are you always gonna be my...

little girl, huh?

Mack,

what's your problem?

It's okay, Amanda.

His problem's leaving right now.

Where's your party spirit?

I can't take anymore

of Dad's bull tonight.

You can't take it anymore?

I'm the one he's always dishing it out to, Kyle.

No, man, he is always

riding me, you just don't notice.

I mean, you, you get to do whatever the hell

you want to do... He doesn't expect a damn thing from you.

And he never lets me forget it.

Oh, it must be real tough being the perfect son.

Happy birthday, Kyle.

- Hi. - Hi.

Come in.

Eve asked me to check in on you.

Check in on me? Why?

Well, to see if you're still worried about her

travelling with the band.

Oh, please. I'm fine.

Want some coffee?

Sure.

What happened last night? I turned around, I looked,

and, uh, all the McBride's were heading to the door.

Oh, well, from what I've seen so far,

I'd say it's a tradition.

- Here. - Thank you.

- Let me, uh, excuse me. - Oh.

Hello.

Oh great, I caught you.

Hey, listen, we're doing two shows tonight.

Any chance you can fly up for the late one?

Oh, no. No, there's no chance at all

with that foundation dinner,

but I'll make the next one. I promise.

Next time? You mean it?

Yeah, absolutely. I know I can't have you all to myself.

You do have your own room, don't you?

You're not crashing with the band?

No. But I am glad you're okay with this though.

I was having second thoughts.

- I asked Amanda to check on you. - Oh.

Well, she's right here.

You want to talk to her?

Uh, both of you actually.

Um, I just wanted to tell you guys

that, uh, I'm really happy

we made it through all the bad stuff.

And I love you both.

- Love you, too. - Knock 'em dead.

Um...

I'll see you tonight.

Yeah. I'll see you at the, uh,

foundation dinner.

- Right. - Okay.

Okay, Ms. Sterling,

um, we're all ready to go.

Now you're sure you transferred all the data

from Megan's hard drive into mine?

Oh, not just the data, uh,

but the analysis of the data as well.

Good. So it's all ready to kick out the name

of my number one candidate?

Well, like I told Megan, um,

all you have to do is, is,

press enter.

Okay. Finally.

Here goes.

Hmm.

Ryan McBride.

Gee, Megan

told me to delete this guy. He popped up a couple of times.

There's got to be some sort of mistake here, right?

No. No, no. He's the right guy.

Ryan McBride.

99 out of 100 answers matched your specs.

Ryan McBride. He's the one.

Ooh, wow. Who are these from?

Your loving husband. Consider it a belated

- Valentine's Day gift. - Yeah.

Get out of here, Michael, before I call security.

Oh, Jane, please. Audrey is suing me for three million

dollars... My attorney says that if you don't

stand by me in court, the jury's gonna crucify me.

W-Wait, you want me to save your butt?

Yeah, well, you don't have to do much really.

Just stand there. Smile at the jury.

Maybe hold my hand during the bad parts.

Like when Audrey's testifying about having sex with me.

You know what? You got a lot of nerve.

But then again, you need it

because you're a full time liar and cheat.

Jane trust me, by the time this is all over,

everybody's gonna owe me an apology including you.

Did you say "trust you?"

Oh, boy.

You know,

you must really think I have a thick skin.

That nothing ever gets to me. That, uh,

you know, they could destroy my reputation,

ruin my career, and it would be no big deal.

Oh, well, you'll bounce back, Michael, you always do.

Not from losing you, Jane.

That I would never bounce back from.

Yeah, well, I wish I could believe you, Michael.

We've been through this a million times. You know what?

You make me feel like a fool for loving you.

Just, just get out.

Take these.

Oh, boy, typical foundation dinner:

Bad food, bad speakers, huh?

Did you like the way

that I blacked out Michael's name as treasurer?

- Very discreet. - Dr. Burns?

- Yeah? - Great party!

Uh, Dr. Burns,

Mr. Castor's feeling a little bit woozy.

Would you mind getting the key for 719

from the front desk?

I don't think he can make it to the lobby and back.

- Does it matter if he doesn't? - He's donating

$50,000 to the foundation.

We'll meet you upstairs.

I think I've actually heard that joke before.

Oh, um...

Thank you so much for signing with me gentlemen.

I promise to make your freeze-dried sushi the best

ad campaign this town has ever seen. Um,

if y'all excuse me for just a moment.

- Arigato. - Arigato.

I "ari-gotchya" first.

Oh, yeah.

♪♪

Hey, bro.

Hey.

Just want to, just want to apologize for last night.

No, no, it was my fault, okay?

I threw the first punch. I'm sorry, man.

I guess Dad makes us

both pretty crazy sometimes.

Yeah.

I've been thinking of, uh,

keeping a low profile until he heads out of town, you know?

Oh man, I wish I could do that, it sounds good.

Hey.

There you are. You two

have been avoiding me all day.

Hope you got your beauty rest...

'cause we're gonna be playing all night.

You know what? I'm out of here.

No, Ryan, stay.

What is it with you two? Ask you

to play a couple of hands

of poker and it's like... what?

It's like death in here.

Open for a buck without even looking.

I'll raise you two.

Okay, two.

I think that you bluffed the nine. I think you got

- a handful of nothing. - Well,

you should know, Kyle.

Shut up, okay?

You mouth off to me like that again and I'm gonna smack you

right in your face.

And you...

you're gonna make me a promise, kid.

You promise me that you come up with the goods,

keep my name alive, 'cause it's all on you now, huh?

I am warning you, Dad.

- Don't do this. - Why? What are you

gonna do, Kyle?

Not a damn thing. Because you don't have any guts.

You can't even

look your wife in the eye

and tell her

you're shooting blanks.

Is it true, Kyle?

Yeah, it's true. Your brother's a gelding.

Get off me, Ryan. This isn't your fight.

Why? So you can kill him?

He's still our father, Kyle.

Get up. I'm gonna take you to my place.

I'm really sorry about your problem, Kyle, but you're

gonna have to learn how to handle it better than this.

You ought to think about heading back to Boston.

At least you're doing something, Kyle.

Come on, Dad.

It's something.

Michael, you're late.

Yeah, well, I had another fight with the wife.

Hmm. I'm so sorry.