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There are a few perks to having

your fiance be on the other side

of the country for a while.

For instance, you can take up the whole bed,

hog all the covers, and wear the flannel pajamas

he calls "boner pesticide."

Best of all, no one tells you what to do,

unless your future mother-in-law

has descended upon your home like a biblical plague.

Oh!

Good afternoon, Sleeping Beauty.

All right, all right, all right.

- Hey! - Ah!

When are you gonna be done?

I got a list of questions for you.

God! Can I have some privacy, please?

What's the big deal? It's nothing I haven't seen.

Actually, I've never seen it like that.

Can you not look at my vagina?

Get out of here!

[Dean Martin's "That's Amore" plays]

When the moon hits your eye

Like a big pizza pie that's amore

Oh, my God.

Annette, Annette, good morning.

I really appreciate you doing the laundry,

but I was wondering if you could just look at the tags

because I think some of my clothes have shrunk.

Are you sure you didn't get bigger?

Well, Leo is all fed and changed,

and I put his gold chain back on again.

It keeps disappearing.

I don't... that's so weird.

Hey, you want an omelette?

Okay, sure. Thanks.

Well, I wish I'd known that

before I started making pancakes.

Oh, a trap. Great.

I'm gonna head into work, and again,

thank you so much for taking care of Leo.

Okay, I'll see you tonight.

I'm making my famous rigatoni.

What if I brought home sushi tonight?

Ugh! No wonder your breast milk's

been tasting so funny.

You've been tasting my breast milk?

Someone's got to think about Leo.

One day, it tasted like a Long Island Iced Tea.

Rigatoni it is. See you tonight, Annette.

Bye. Ah!

Hey, don't bruise the prosciut.

[hip-hop music]

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Hey, Morgan, did you get a chance

to set up those nanny interviews that we talked about?

"Hi, Morgan, good morning. Has your wound healed?"

Fine. Hello, Morgan, good morning.

Has your wound healed?

That's actually a personal question.

What a waste of my time.

Annette is driving me crazy.

This morning, she installed a crucifix in our shower

so that I wouldn't "get any ideas."

Ahh. Bathing stings my wound.

But listen. I did.

I got you some good candidates right here.

- Here you go. - Thank God.

I really need this whole working-mom thing

figured out before Danny gets back.

If he gets back.

I haven't heard from that guy in weeks.

He's coming back!

And I need to find a nanny so good with Leo

that I can keep working.

Won't that make Annette mad?

She threw out a teddy bear

because she thought it was a rival.

I think a ten-day cruise to Bermuda for her and Dot

- is gonna soften the blow. - Ohh.

Hey, I think I know someone

who'd be a great nanny for little Leo.

The elderly black woman that raised you?

Effie? No.

- She's with the Angels now. - Sorry.

Anaheim Angels.

Her grandson plays shortstop there,

so he moved her down.

- Wow. - Okay.

What about the nanny for my son?

Oh, she's great. Loves the baby.

Costs next to nothing. She's ethnic.

It's you!

Son of a bitch.

I cannot believe you. You are such a sexist, Jody.

Nobody raises babies better than kin.

No. Ken?

She can't have a male nanny, dude.

- She'll attack him. - That's not true!

He'd be into me and I'd be like, "Get off."

Oh, please.

And that's why thicker gauze,

while being more expensive by unit,

- ends up saving us money... - Saving us money.

In the long-term. I know this is very exciting.

- Whit! - Hi.

What are you doing here, my darling?

I wasn't expecting you for another 45 minutes or so.

Oh, they closed the stock market early.

Greece decided not to be a country.

They're just gonna sell yogurt now.

It's a mess. Anyway, can we go to lunch now?

Just, um, you know what? Why not?

We can go to lunch. I'm not doing anything important.

- Great. - What?

You made me fly back from Vegas for this.

Come on, Jeremy.

You can't leave your big gauze meeting.

Mm-mm.

He's right. I can wait.

Um... ah, we're done talking about gauze, I think.

Colette, could you summarize the manual for the group?

- Oh! Ow! - Thank you.

This works so much better for my schedule.

- Not a problem. - Thank you, guys.

- Both: Okay. - Bye, Whit!

Remember to talk about the gauze.

Jeremy. Jeremy!

What was that? What was that?

He's been planning this gauze meeting for weeks.

He texted me last night at 3:00 a.m. saying,

"Tomorrow's G Day." - Here's the deal, brother.

When you're in love, you do whatever the girl wants.

I have given a first date a kidney

on more than one occasion.

So no one else has a bad feeling about this woman?

[scoffs] I do.

No comment.

Don't mind me. Whistle, whistle, whistle.

Tamra, you seem like you know something.

No, I mind my own business.

Do I have information that's exciting

and pertinent to this conversation?

Who's to say? Excuse me.

Tamra. Tamra!

Morgan, I'm ready for the nannies!

[knock at door]

Hello!

- We got our first candidate. - Hi, welcome.

Thank you so much for considering me for...

Hey, hey! Gotta do it.

- I don't like that. - Gotta do it.

Thank you so much for considering me

for your nanny position.

Whoa. That is a cool accent.

Can you say, "All aboard the Hogwarts Express"?

I'd rather not. But I think you'll find

I have all the necessary qualifications.

Wow. 20 years of childcare experience,

you know CPR, and you're bilingual?

[speaking French]

Yeah, okay, how about this?

[mocks French language with gibberish]

- I'm so sorry. - So I can start immediately.

- Perfect. - My salary is 20,000...

- Amazing. - A month.

- Get the hell out of here. - You scamming scumbag.

I don't understand.

- Who the hell do you think... - Who do you think...

- Come on. Come on right now. - What am I?

Child is like mule.

It must be trained and broken.

I will raise your child like it was one of my own weasels.

Do you smell weed, Dr. L?

- I do. - Yeah.

I love the way babies smell. [sniffs]

[cell phone vibrates]

I just got an AMBER Alert on my phone.

- Get him out of here. - I'm gonna walk you out.

- Call 911. Call 911. - Okay.

[knock at door] - Dr. L?

I found another girl for you,

and I think you're gonna love her,

and it's gonna feel like

you have known her forever.

Okay, Morgan, you're not just gonna, like, come in here

in a dress and try to "Mrs. Doubtfire" me, are you?

[sighs] Uh... no.

I'm not.

Madame Tookery has canceled.

I got another girl for you.

Please? Now is when you come in.

Clar-ah. Claire-ah.

- Hi. - Hi.

- You look normal. - I think she looks weird.

Why don't you tell me a little bit about yourself?

Sure. I love children, especially babies.

I believe in using only nontoxic and organic products,

and I have a website

where I sell handmade children's clothing.

Wow. That's cool.

I used to have an online business.

I sold my toenail clippings to a pervert in Idaho.

You kind of seem exactly what I'm looking for.

Well, there is one thing I have to warn you about.

Oh, boy. Here it comes.

I love to bake, so I hope you don't mind

coming home to a counter full of pies and fresh bread.

That sounds wonderful.

I'll check your references, but you're hired.

Oh! That's so great!

We'll discuss it. Yeah, ah-la-la, good.

It was really nice to meet you.

Good luck with your transition.

- Thank you. - Oh.

- Bye, Clara. - Bye.

Bye! I don't know.

Personally?

- Bad vibe. - She's perfect!

She's responsible, she's pretty,

she's too flat for Danny to like.

We did it.

[cell phone vibrates]

Now I have to tell Annette.

[knock at door]

- Hey, you need to talk to me? - Yes.

It's a most urgent matter.

- Okay. - Please, do come in.

Take a seat.

May I offer you a refreshment?

Is this urgent or not?

No matter is so urgent

there isn't time for a little civility.

I believe it was Jefferson Davis who said...

Oh, my God, every time you talk, it takes so long

that I literally die and turn into a skeleton.

So please just tell me what's going on.

Right.

Tamra has brought something to my attention

of the most distressing nature and...

I can't. Tamra, go.

I saw Dr. Reed's girlfriend

doing cocaine a few weeks ago.

Thank you, Tamra. You may go now.

Thank you.

- God. - So what are we gonna do?

Jeremy is like a little brother to me

and his girlfriend is a cokehead.

Doing cocaine once doesn't make someone a cokehead.

Don't jump to conclusions.

I hit a bicyclist once in my car.

Does it make me a murderer? I have no idea.

- I drove off. - I can't help it.

I mean, we've known each other since before we were men.

He taught me to love medicine,

and I taught him how to stimulate

the most sensitive part of a woman's anatomy...

- I cannot hear about this! - Using only his...

I'm so sorry. Before I was a working mom,

I would have loved gossip like this.

Honestly, we would have talked about it for, like, three hours.

But I'm extremely busy. So if you'll exsqueeze me,

I'm going to go answer emails

while I eat a sandwich on the toilet.

What are you do... oh... okay.

Thank you.

[sighs]

[plays cheerful song on banjo]

Whitney I'm sorry you find my laugh annoying

I'd rather love you than ever laugh again ha-ha

- [knocks on door] - Whit...

- Hey, Jody. - Hi.

Did you hear my song?

It's annoying, isn't it? Oh, she's gonna hate it.

No, it was beautiful,

and it makes what I have to say to you all the more difficult.

Mmm! Oh, man.

Annette, this rigatoni is delicious.

It was supposed to be for both of us.

One pan of pasta for two people?

[clears throat]

I'm sorry about eating all of the pasta,

but I actually had something I wanted to talk to you about.

Danny found a new woman in California?

No. Danny and I had sex on video chat last night.

He's probably still cleaning the screen.

The news is I found a nanny for Leo.

And just to say thank you for all that you've done,

I actually bought you two tickets on a cruise

for you and Dot. Here.

The brochure said they just remodeled it

after a pirate attack, so I thought that was cool.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

That's very nice.

You're not mad or anything, are you?

[laughs] Oh, absolutely not.

Who wants their mother-in-law hanging around all the time?

- Oh, no, it's not that. - Stop, stop.

Enough said. We're all good, okay?

Me and the Franks will just get out of your hair.

Ciao, bambino.

- Bye. - See ya.

We read three books, then he had a nap,

then I introduced him to the music of Peru.

- [blows pan flute] - That's amazing.

- Bye, Clara. - Bye, Mommy!

- [blows pan flute] - Bye, Leo.

[knock at door]

Oh, thank God. My lunch is here.

- Mindy Lahiri? - Yeah?

- You're being served. - I am not being served,

because this is not my three orders of penang curry,

triple cream, no veg, just some envelope.

Your mother-in-law is suing you for slave labor.

Exsqueeze me?

Allow me to formally introduce myself.

I'm Don Castellano, Esquire.

[clicks tongue] - [chuckles]

Castellano as an attorney? Where'd you get your degree?

- Cannoli State? - Oh!

I told you she was rude, Donny.

Are you absolutely positive

you don't want any legal counsel here with you?

Lawyers are for guilty people

like thieves and Edward Snowden.

I have done nothing wrong!

I did just fart.

Man, this is a small room.

- I know. I'm... I'm sorry. - Come on.

According to Annette,

she's worked close to 100 hours for you without any pay.

That, my friend, constitutes slavery

according to this printout from my law book CD-ROM.

Okay, well, let me present this to the jury.

Exhibit A: This old lady.

She's the grandma! I ain't paying her!

By the way, my little mud-blood son

is the only reason she wakes up every morning.

I object, Your Honor! That is not true!

- I have my walking group. - The Staten Island Strutters!

- I can't. - When I worked,

my boys were always with family.

Did your family invade your personal space

and slut-shame your underwear drawer?

We didn't have personal space.

I gave Danny his bath until he was 18.

- Oh, my God. - We all did.

What is wrong with you people?

You know what? I gotta go back to work.

- Just send me the bill. - Okay.

It's gonna include my legal fees too.

- Whatever. - Fine! But I hope you're okay

with your baby not having a grandmother.

Or a grandmother's friend!

I did it! Had it out with Whitney about her drug use.

- It's over. - Ahh!

Jeremy, that is wonderful news.

Right, the relationship isn't over,

just the difficult conversation.

No, Whitney and I are perfect.

Uh, come again?

Well, I told her in very strict terms

that I was concerned about her cocaine use

and she promised she would keep an eye on it.

That's it? She's gonna keep an eye on it?

Jeremy, are you sure you're not just being manipulated

by a woman again?

I mean, you paid for your ex-girlfriend's wedding.

I didn't pay for the wedding. I didn't.

I paid for her dress and his ring.

If anything, I'm manipulating Whitney

by showing her how supportive I am so she'll never leave me.

High-fives!

- Hmm. - Boom! Boom!

Off to get her dry cleaning. See ya later.

Colette, I may have to take matters into my own hands.

You know what, everybody? Grandmothers are overrated.

Excuse me! We were talking about something.

The cast shake-ups at "The View."

- I had no opinion. - Well, you know what?

People are always bagging on millenials and saying

how great the elderly are, but they're not.

They can't drive, they give terrible award show speeches,

- and they ruined Facebook. - Okay, let me say something.

As the founder of the very poorly attended Grandma-Con,

I'm not just gonna sit here and listen to you

rip on grandmas like that.

You know, I am so happy that I found

a cool, fresh-faced, young woman to take care of my son

because he deserves a cool, young nanny

who has never had a landline and who only knows

the Chris Pratt version of "Jurassic Park."

How dare you, Dr. L. I was raised by my grandmother

and I turned out great. Oh, God! My wound!

I'd love to help you, Morgan,

but we never got to the end of that gauze seminar.

[cell phone vibrates]

[gasps] Oh, God.

- What did the nanny do? - What's wrong?

More cast shake-ups on "The View"?

My nanny just made my son the poster child

for the anti-vaccination movement.

Oh... [cell phone vibrates]

Oh, no! Got a positive comment from @TVWritersWife.

I gotta go, guys.

Excuse me, might I trouble you for a moment of your time?

- I'm sorry. Who are you? - I'm Jeremy's friend.

I think it would be best if your relationship

found a natural point of termination.

Are you kidding me?

He's the best boyfriend I've ever had.

After he cooks me dinner, he gives me a comment card

about how he can improve.

Very well, I may need to argue in the language of the city.

You want to pay me to break up with him?

What are you, the dad in a Nicholas Sparks movie?

All right, enough. Who do I make the check out to?

You or Pablo Escobar?

Oh, is that what this is about?

[scoffs] Listen.

I only do coke to have fun after work... and to work.

Listen, you. You're gonna stay away from my friend.

He doesn't need some hard-living,

New York City siren manipulating him

with her big, molasses-brown eyes.

Oh, really? And he's gonna listen to you?

Some inbred Civil War general

who smells like the woods after a storm?

- You are out of control. - And you like it.

Oh, my God. I do.

Clara! What the hell?

Why would you think it was okay to take a photo of my son

in an anti-vaccination onesie?

But I thought you said you wanted him to be famous.

Yeah, of course I do. But if you want him to model,

you gotta go through his talent agent,

who I don't have because no one will accept us as a package.

Also, he is vaccinated.

What? Why?

Vaccines are just toxins pumped into our children by Big Pharma!

No! You know what Big Pharma did?

They got rid of Big Mumps and Big Polio.

Yeah, but no one even gets those anymore.

Because of vaccines!

Clara, you gotta go, which makes me sad

because you were a good nanny, and frankly,

I thought we would be great friends.

I would never be friends with you.

You're an old lady like Britney Spears.

[gasps] How dare you!

- Wait! Where are you going? - You just fired me.

Yeah, but I meant, like, fired in a couple hours

when I come back from work.

Oh, no. Who's gonna watch Leo now?

[whispers] Leo, that was so good.

No one's on to us. You are such a good actor.

I never thought your first role would be an all-in-one machine.

[Leo babbles] - I know.

[sighs]

This is the hot pipe room and this shall be your day care.

I'm sorry, but I'm not supposed to bring my baby into work.

All right, baby monitor here for you.

I'll take this one. I'm right next door.

I'll be back in two minutes to check on you.

You need anything, call me.

I love you. Bye.

Oh! There you are. We need to talk.

- Okay. - Been looking all over for you.

Hey, hey, quit grabbing at me.

It's just I find myself in a bit of a pickle.

- Hmm. - I went to convince Whitney

to break up with Jeremy and I ended up laying with her.

You slept with Whitney?

Are you out of your mind? You're Jeremy's best friend!

You guys were gonna perform "Lady Marmalade"

at the hospital talent show!

I know. I know what I did was bad,

but their relationship is wrong.

Maybe, in a way, this is what had to happen.

Maybe, in a way, I'm a hero.

That sucked. That logic is bad and you know it, okay?

- You have to go tell him. - I know.

I'll just move away. I'll make new friends.

I'll sleep with their girlfriends and...

Oh! See? There I go again.

Oh, my God. You are the worst person.

You are so selfish, you have no concept

of what anyone else goes through.

[Leo cries]

I'm sorry, I can't hear you over the sound

of your baby gurgling in a box on the floor.

Okay, okay, that's enough.

Thomas Jefferson owned slaves, all right?

Sometimes cool people make mistakes.

Hey, sweetheart.

[pager beeps]

All right, I have a delivery.

I don't know what to do. Such a bad idea.

- I'm such a bad mother. - No, take it easy now.

You're doing an admirable job.

Why don't you let me watch the little fella

while you're at the hospital?

- Can I trust you? - I'm great with kids.

My Uncle Randy got kicked in the head by a mule.

He had the brain of an infant. Took care of him for years,

and now he's a Mississippi state senator.

Okay, it's just for an hour. I would really appreciate that.

Sure, absolutely.

- Thanks, Jody. - Sure.

Hello, little box baby.

You might be a big help to your Uncle Jody.

- Hi, Jody. - Hi.

- Is that Leo? - Yeah.

Where's Mindy?

Did she get lost following the scent

of an apple pie again?

Oh, no. I'm just babysitting.

Oh, okay.

Jeremy, you wouldn't hit a man

carrying a baby, would you?

Of course not. Why?

I slept with Whitney in her office.

What? Jody, put that baby down

- so I can strike you. - No, I won't. I won't.

- Put it down. - I won't.

Damn it! We were friends, Jody.

Look, I'm sorry, but I'm glad I did it.

Any woman who'd sleep

with a scoundrel like me doesn't deserve you.

You deserve someone who's gonna treat you right.

And even if you don't think you do, I know you do.

And I'm gonna keep on sleeping with your girlfriends

until you realize it. Shh.

Now, if you still feel like you'll feel better...

- [grunts] - Oh, God almighty!

Thank you, Jody. I do feel better.

- All right. - Actually, can I hit you again?

Nope. Nope. I-I'd prefer if you didn't.

Maybe you're right.

Maybe I should find a woman I deserve.

A quiet, plain, simple girl.

Maybe someone who's gone mute since she witnessed a crime.

No, uh, I tell you what.

I'm gonna make it my mission

to find you a lady who's good enough for you.

If you do, don't sleep with her.

I swear on our friendship

I will try not to.

Okay.

God, you smell of her.

- Apologies. - [sniffs deeply]

Well, Leo, I am sorry.

I definitely did not live up to my

Mother of the Year beer coozy today,

but, don't worry, as my punishment

there is no food left in the house for my dinner.

Whoa, Leo, there's still one

of your grandmother's rigatoni's left in the fridge.

"Dear Mindy, this is eight servings of pasta,

can you make this one last two days for God's sake?"

That's pretty rude.

"Dear Leo, sleep tight, my little angel,

"and be nice to your mom. She works hard.

Love, Grandma."

[sighs]

[knock on door]

Annette, I can hear the Cash For Gold commercial.

Open up.

I'd open the door, but I don't want to

invade your personal space.

- Okay. - Ooh, good burn.

You know what, Dot? It wasn't that good of a burn.

But I did deserve that.

Annette, please forgive me.

All right? I'm sorry I took you for granted,

but Leo needs you.

Okay, well...

Of course he does! I'm his grandma!

But some words can't be taken back.

I know. I know. I'm so sorry.

I shouldn't have called you "grandmonster"

and "Annette Notfunicello" and "Annetti Spaghetti."

- You called me those things? - No. Never.

I've heard other people say them,

but I've always defended you.

Look, there is a reason why I fell in love

with a hyper-religious, supremely Italian,

little weirdo, 'cause I need that in my life.

You better be talking about Danny.

Yeah, I am talking about Danny, Dot,

but I'm also talking about you.

Look, when you come and take care of Leo,

you're not just taking care of him.

You're taking care of me.

And I can't do this by myself. I need your help.

Please come back.

Okay, I'll come back, but just for Leo.

No, and for me because you love me.

No, I only love five people.

Danny, Richie, Leo, Dot,

and the handsome one from "Suits."

- And me. You love me. - No.

You do, and you're gonna hug me now.

No, I'm not! What are you doing?

No! Let go... you stop it!

Get your paws off me!

She does not love you!

This is assault!

Okay, okay. I love you.

Just go put that baby to bed, all right?

Go home. I'll see you later, you idiot.

Okay. You're obsessed with me.

And you're gonna be thinking about that hug later.

- Go soak your head. - I guarantee it.

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