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Here's a little wisdom
from Grandpa --

the morning is the one part
of the day you can control

before you're buried
under the crap avalanche.

So, you get your paper ready,
make some eggs,

a mess of bacon,
grab a handful of heart pills

so you've got a shot at doing
the whole thing again tomorrow.

Now, watch and learn.

Morning, Grandpa.

Morning, bud.

Here's a piece
of real bacon

before Captain Darlene of
the vegan police gets here.

I have so little
in my life.

What have you done
to my newspaper?

I have a school
assignment.

I have to find an article
about business and finance,

but not in the "Business
and Finance" section.

I don't know the right way
to open one of these.

Eh, eh, eh.

Here, here, here.

I'll give you
the "Entertainment" section.

I'm sure there's something
about money in there.

Probably the government
giving my tax dollars

to some ballet company
who's gonna cure climate change

through
interpretive dance.

Oh, found one!

Wow!

Did you know that there are
more millionaires now

than ever before?

No, by the time I got to
that part in the paper,

there was a hole in it.

Morning.
There's your mother.

Go cut up
something she loves.

I found my business article
for school.

There's more millionaires
than ever.

Oh, and if you apply yourself,
you can be one, too.

Really?

No,
those days are over.

How long is Bev
gonna be staying with us?

Well, when Jackie
threw her out,

she said she never wanted
to speak to her again.

Did you know your grandmother
now bathes with the door open

because she's worried
about falling?

I'm worried
about seeing it

and throwing myself
down the stairs.

Uh, not necessary.

If you actually see that,
you'll instantly turn to salt.

Why exactly did Jackie
kick her out?

She's pissed because Grandma
gave me power of attorney.

Power of attorney.

Does that mean you have
the power to pull the plug?

Yes.

Even if she's
sick or not?

No.

I'm also managing her assets,
including the old Lunch Box.

Bev said
she got rid of that.

Hold on to your hat...

She lied.

Jackie and Becky
want to reopen it,

and they're mad at me for saying
I had to think about it.

I've been around
a little bit.

Want a piece
of advice?

Sure.

Give everything to Jackie,
throw Bev in a well.

I wish it was that simple.

But Grandma Bev wants
to leave money for everyone.

And it's a big risk
renting to them.

If she's got
so much money,

why the hell is she
staying here?

Well, she's old, and she
wants to be around family.

She says she feels
comfortable here.

Who made her
feel comfortable?

I want a name.

"The Conners" is filmed

in front of
a live studio audience.

Jackie: Hey.
Hey, Jackie.

I've got a plan to help us
get the Lunch Box.

So do I.

I get a lawyer,
we establish that

Bev was not
of sound mind

when she gave Darlene
power of attorney.

How can you prove that?

Oh, for God sakes,
we just let the woman talk.

I agree an all-out war
is a good opening move,

and obviously
a lot of fun for you.

But we have to
prove to Darlene

that our restaurant's
a good idea

and we can
make it work.

Well, I was looking forward
to crushing Bev in court

and having her committed,

but I'm intrigued
by the binder.

Go on.

We need to present Darlene
with a business plan.

Our overall concept,
our target market, our menu.

What do all the struggling
people in this town need?

Healthcare?
Jobs? Hope?

And what do you need when you're
not getting any of those things?

Alcohol? Drugs?
Dog races?

And comfort food!

Comfort.

Who doesn't
want comfort?

Welcome to
the new Lunch Box!

May I recommend
our specialty?

It's delicious, filling,
and you can only get it here.

Yes, please.
What is it?

No idea.

What's your favorite
comfort food?

Uh, well, I don't know.

Uh, I like
something hearty.

Like chili or stew

with a big piece of bread
to soak it up.

I love that!
And it's cheap to make.

Stew is basically
leftovers.
Yeah.

And day-old bread springs back
to life in a broth!

We could do beef stew,
lamb stew, vegetarian stew.

And here's the thing,

if I wanted stew
right now,

I wouldn't know
where to go.

Exactly!

That's why
we should call it

"The Place You Go
To Get Stew"!

Mmm.
Too long.

It needs to be
quick and punchy.

How about, uh...

"It Takes Stew To Tango"?

Yeah, yeah.

Or "What's Stew, Pussycat?"

We probably shouldn't use "stew"
and "cat" in the same name.

Yeah, got it, got it.

"I Get A Kick
Out of Stew."

"Here's Looking at Stew,
Kid."

"You, Me,
and a Dog Named Stew."

Oh, no,
that's the cat problem.

Yeah. Yeah. Wow.

I'm going down to
the truck dealership.

They got a thing where you get
a free turkey with a test drive.

The trick is getting
that bird out of there

before they run
my credit.

Okay.

Do you like what I did

with the Thanksgiving
place settings?

Let's just say
I do.

What would I
be noticing?

They're all personalized.

Yours has the reflection
of the TV in its eyes,

and he's gonna be holding
a little beer.

Like you looked into
my very soul.

Thanks.

I'm gonna put name tags on them,
but I need to know who's coming.

The usual suspects.

Even though Aunt Jackie
and Aunt Becky

are fighting
with my mom?

They'll work it out.

Families fight
all the time.

But they always come together
for the holidays

so they can fight
in person.

Hey, Grandpa.

Can Odessa come over
for Thanksgiving?

There's gotta be
somebody else.

Please?

Her family's not
gonna be around.

Well...

I guess we looked weird
to the Indians, so sure.

Grandpa,
they're Native Americans.

Don't worry, son.

Me and my kind
are on our way out.

Each person's place setting
represents them in some way.

Tell me something about you
that I can use.

Oh, I don't want to be trapped
by the details of my life.

Okay, I'll just make
a generic turkey

with Doc Martens
and a bad attitude.

I want my turkey wearing
a black hood and carrying an axe

so, ironically, he is
the executioner for once.

Sorry. You and Mom
can't have the same thing.

Hey, Mark, put this stuff in
the fridge in the garage, okay?

Thank you.

So, how are you doing,
Odessa?

Ugh!

Why are you always prying
into my friends' lives?

I'm sorry.

I must have used
the wrong words.

What I meant to say was,
"So, how are you doing, Odessa?"

You don't really care,
right?

Not really.
Just being polite.

So I don't
have to answer?

Nope.

-Good.
-Good.

Uh-oh.
Don't worry.

We're not here
to fight.

We just came to ask you,
when was the last time

you had a bowl
of delicious stew?

Um...

I -- I -- I'm gonna say
two years.

But I really have
to check my records.

We have a perfect idea
for the Lunch Box.

Comfort food.

We did
some casual polling

with people in the
HomeTown Buffet parking lot.

We said, "Stew,"
they said, "Where?"

And these people had just
polished off a buffet.

It's all here.

Start-up costs,

projected
profit-loss statement,

employee wages.

We want you to know
that we're on

solid economic ground
with this.

And you don't have to rent
to some stranger.

All the money stays
in the family.

Like when Jimmy Dean buys
his own sausage.

Wow. I mean, you guys have put
a lot of thought into this.

Thank you.

Here's the thing.

Um,
I got another offer

from a chain called
Doctor Drumstick.

They have franchises
all over the Midwest.

They want
a three-year lease,

starting paying rent
immediately.

Well, sure,
because he's a doctor.

We don't have
that kind of capital.

We just need a chance.

Somebody gave Doctor Drumstick
a chance!

Before that,
he was just a man

with a malpractice suit
and a dream.

Well, look,
your business plan shows

you can't even pay rent
for the first year.

And even then,
you might not make it.

I'm sorry, you guys,
it's just too big of a gamble.

Oh, I see why
Bev picked you.

You're just like her.
95 pounds of angry gristle.

You think I like
being in this position

of denying you something
that you want?

Actually,
I think you do.

Becky, come on.

I mean,
you understand, right?

Most new restaurants
fail.

You really want to pin
all your hopes on that?

I have to.

I can't wait for Bev to die
and leave me money.

She made a deal
with the Devil,

and he's in no hurry
to live with her.

Okay, then just answer
one question --

Why do you think
you'll succeed

in a location that's
put three restaurants

and a psychic
out of business?

Hey, if the psychic didn't see
that coming, that's on her.

You just came up with this idea
like a week ago.

Don't make me
the bad guy here.

You are so full of it.

When my life
was falling apart,

you were all,
"I'm here for you.

You can do anything."

But when I have
a shot at something,

you show me
how you really feel.

What are you
talking about?

You keep saying you don't
want me to fail.

I think you don't want
me to succeed.

What?

Why would you
think that?

'Cause you just lost
two boyfriends,

you're living at
your parents' house,

and you're
stuck working

at that sleazy
mugshot magazine.

You're worried
I'm gonna pass you by

and have
a successful life.

Whoa, is that
where we're going?

'Cause I will
take that ride.

You're a forty-four-year-old
waitress living under the house

like an old
Christmas tree.

At least I got out
of my old bedroom.

Uh, I'm in D.J.'s room.

And you know what?
At least I'm above sea level.

Climate change is gonna
melt Greenland,

everything's
gonna flood,

and you're gonna wake up with
a polar bear in your bed.

At least somebody's
in my bed!

It's a bear, Becky!

You're sick!

I got your text.
What happened to your bike?

That's what
I was wondering.

Last time I saw it,
it was in the garage.

Do either of you
know anything about this?

No.
But it doesn't look right.

The funny thing is,

there's a Doc Marten boot
stuck under it.

Uh-oh.

You know who
wears those?

The mailman.

It's a woman's size 6.

She's a woman, but she
identifies as a mailman.

A lot of them do.
It's crazy.

We gotta dip.

Freeze.

You guys tried
to ride my bike.

No. We just wanted
to take pictures on it.

The light's better
out here.

The key is in it.

It's hard to push.

It's way heavier
than it looks.

You're in tremendous shape
for a guy your age.

Nobody ever touches
this bike.

Ever.

Odessa, you're not allowed
over here anymore.

Respect.

Grandpa!

Come on.
You can't do that.

She's my friend.

Yes, I can.
My bike, my house, my rules.

And you're gonna pay for
that broken mirror.

You know, I thought you were
so much cooler than this.

We were gonna hashtag the photo
"Grandpa rides hard,"

but now you've blown it.

Actually, don't look
that hashtag up.

Just finished
Odessa's place setting.

It took me a while to
really capture her spirit,

but I'm happy
where it ended up.

She's not coming.

Son of a buttercup!

Language.

Hey.

I got a little something
for baby Bev.

We got to
get her mind right

before the Cheeseheads
get ahold of her.

I hear that.

I won it at the claw machine
at the bowling alley.

Some idiot kid didn't know you
get two chances for your dollar.

Are you packing?

Yeah.

I thought about it,
and I gotta move out.

What?

I'm going to live
with Jackie.

This isn't because of that
stupid restaurant, is it?

Every time I see Darlene,
I get angry,

and I don't want my baby
growing up around that.

Look, you got to think
this through, Becky.

If you move out,

Bev's gonna move in
down here

and stay until she dies.

And I'm too old to carry her
lifeless body up the stairs.

Cut her up
and make trips.

See?
You can't go.

No one else will make
that joke with me.

Come on. I love having you and
the baby here in the house.

After the worst year
of my life,

you guys made me feel good
about things again.

Don't do this to me.

Hey, I don't wanna
do this, either.

What -- What do I have to do?
Beg you?

Okay,
I'm begging you.

Dad,
you can come visit.

It's not the same.

We have breakfast
together.

I give her my wisdom,
she smiles and poops.

We have a routine.

Well, you could've changed her
every once in a while

instead of
handing her to me.

That's our routine.

I love you, Dad.

But I have
to finish packing.

Could you grab my other suitcase
out of the garage?

I'm sorry,
I won't help you leave.

Darlene: Put away your Bible,
we have to talk.

Did you get my text
about Grandpa?

Yes, I did.

He banned Odessa.

You gotta tell him
he can't do that.

He's not my father.

Well, we are living
in his house.

Yes, but we pay rent.

Tell him your children
should have the right

to bring over
whoever they want.

I can help you
write the text.

No, I-I got this.

I know exactly
what to say.

"Dad, I agree with you
one hundred percent.

Odessa shouldn't
come over here anymore.

And please don't respond
with the camel emoji again.

It's weird, and nobody
knows what I means."

You're kidding, right?

I don't want her
in the house, either.

She's my only friend
in this crappy town.

Your stoner friend tried
to take a joy ride

with you on the back.

She knows how to ride
a motorcycle.

She got it nine feet
and dropped it on her shoe.

Yeah, okay,
so she apologized.

What's the big deal?

Harris,
the friends you pick

help determine the direction
of your life.

You have to think harder

about who you're gonna
hang around with.

So what are you saying?
I can't pick my own friends now?

Well, you're not
very good at it.

I mean,
you -- your friend

could've gotten you
killed today.

Do you understand that?

Do you?

Yeah, okay.
I understand that.

You don't know
how hard it is.

I'm really lonely here.

I just want to
go home to Chicago.

Oh...

I know.
I know.

I'm sorry.

I won't hang out
with Odessa anymore.

Okay? Happy?

Well, I'm happy
you didn't get hurt.

Whoa, she totally
bought that.

You're good.

I know.

I could be a psychopath
or a CEO or something.

I took one of those tests online
to see if I'm a psychopath.

I'm not.

That's okay.
You still have time.

Let's go do something.

I'll be at your place
in 10 minutes.

Wait.

Oh, yeah. I'm here.

Nothin'.

Alright.

Well, if you don't
get the job done,

your buddies will have
died in vain.

Coming!

Why are
you knocking?

Darlene has made me feel
like I'm not family.

Family comes in.
Guests knock.

You made me get out of a chair
so you could prove a point?

I'm here to pick up
the good daughter.
Aw.

Can't you guys
work something out?

I don't like
what's happening here.

Becky's moving out
with the baby,

everybody hates Darlene,

and Bev is
napping in my bed

because she won't
sleep on the sofa.

"It has bugs."

Well, of course it has bugs!
We eat there!

Oh, well,
if you want to blame somebody,

blame my power-hungry niece
here,

who has completely forgotten
her cool aunt

who gave her
her first beer

so she wouldn't
go to middle school

as a complete nerd.

You guys are totally
overreacting.

If you don't have
six months' rent

to give to some place,
start smaller.

Get a food truck
or something.

We don't want
a food truck.

We want the Lunch Box.
It means something to us.

It's about family.

Not that you would
understand that.

Come on, Becky!

Let's go
back to my place.

Where dreams live.

Becky, come on.
You don't have to move out.

Say goodbye
to baby Bev.

What?

I'm not gonna see
the baby again?

This is crazy!

She seems to be
fine with it.

Well, then, don't plan on
ever seeing Harris again.

I should've said Mark.
People like Mark.

Becky...

Love you, Dad.

Damn it, Darlene.

I don't care what you say,
I don't care how you do it.

Thanksgiving is
next week.

And I want everybody
around that table.

I never
ask you for anything,

but now I'm asking.

Fine. I will do whatever I can
to get them here.

But I'll tell you this
right now,

I will not be bullied into
giving them the restaurant.

And don't you ever give me
your power of attorney!

Obviously, you don't
have anything,

I'm just saying it
to make a point.

Hey.

Here's $40
for your mirror.

Sorry,
it's all I have.

And I promise,
I won't lie to you again.

Well, I'm off
to the library.

Hey, guys, could you turn down
the TV for a second?

I'd like to
say something.

Okay, but hurry up.

The guy from "Naked and Afraid"
is being chased by bees.

He reached into a hive
to get honey.

Has the guy never seen
a cartoon?

I just want to say
I think it would be nice

at this year's
Thanksgiving,

if everyone took the time to say
what they were thankful for.

I already wrote mine.

"I'm thankful that
my family is all together

and that we all love
each other,

and, no matter what happens,
we always stick together,

because that's
what Conners do."

Nice!

Passive aggressive
with a hint of guilt.

Pretty impressive
for a 12-year-old.

You think they don't learn
from you,

but they watch you.

Uh-oh.

Going into quicksand

is not gonna get rid
of the bees.

Eventually it will.