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♪ Don't show up ♪

♪ Don't come out ♪

♪ Don't start caring about me now ♪

♪ Walk away ♪

♪ You know how ♪

♪ Don't stop caring

♪ About me now ♪

Okay, all right, all right.

Remember, kids, always pull over

quickly so that first
responders can respond first.

Their service deserves
our gratitude and respect.

Dad, this cop is pulling you over.

Oh, come on. Come off it.

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Dad, if the speed limit's
80, I only saw you hit 76.

Jimmy, when the cop gets here, zip it.

Hello, Officer.

How may I help you?

Well, you can stop by acting like

we're not at a Dunkin'
Donuts drive-thru.

I clocked you at 85.
What's the big hurry?

Oh, we were attending
a Dua Lipa concert.

Uh, Ms. Lipa puts a
little giddyap in my go,

if you know what I'm saying.

No, I don't know what you're saying.

Oh. Wow.

Trey Taylor, the owner of the Celtics.

'Tis I, Officer.

'Tis?

You know, I gotta say, regardless

of how the Celtics have
been playing lately,

you got nothing to be ashamed of.

- I appreciate that.
- I agree.

I mean, despite valid criticisms
of some recent front office moves,

these talk radio schmucks ought
to leave Trey alone and tackle

the despair that the Patriots
have lately perpetrated

on our commonwealth. Am I right?

Don't go dragging Bill
Belichick into this.

Oh, no, I was just...

Bill Belichick has brought
immeasurable joy into my life.

Coach Belichick is a great man.

A great man. An icon, a giant.

It's why I named my son after him.

- Wait, my name's...
- Not now, Billy.

Hey, would you mind
autographing a basketball for me?

Only if you'll accept it as a gesture

of my gratitude for all you do
in service to this fair city.

This guy.

You know, in light of all the things

that your charitable foundation
does for the city of Boston,

I'm going to let your fair-weather Pats

fan of a driver here off with a warning.

Oh, no, I'm not his driver.

I'm his fiancée's ex-husband.

Wow.

How magnanimous of you.

To give your fiancée's ex a job?

My ex's fiancé is lucky
he's not at the bottom

of the Charles River.

I'll be back in two secs.

Yeah.

Thank God you're not
going to the slammer, Dad.

Don't thank God. Thank Trey.

He's the one signing
the ball to save Dad.

Trey's your Get Out of Jail Free card.

- You're a superhero, Trey.
- Super Trey-Man.

Oh, kids, go on.

- Here you are, Mr. Taylor.
- Oh.

There you are.

You know, listen up there, Vin Diesel.

Your lawbreaking reflects
poorly upon Mr. Taylor.

So why don't you take a little
fast out of that furious,

or next time I'll give you
a ticket you'll cry about?

You got me?

Well, while I appreciate
the gesture, Officer,

I'd like the ticket now.

- You want the ticket?
- I want the ticket.

- I'm not giving you a ticket.
- Please give me the ticket.

I don't care how nicely you ask me.
I'm not giving you a ticket.

It's my constitutional
right to pay the piper when

the piper requires payment.

Ask me one more time, I'll
take you in for psych eval.

Just slow the hell down.

Oh, Mr. Taylor, thank you.

You know what, here's my card.

If you're ever in a rush, or
even if you're not in a rush,

give me a buzz. I'll spin the
siren and clear the way for you.

Go, Celtics!

Because of Trey, the laws
don't apply to us anymore, Dad.

- Yes, they do.
- Not when Trey's around.

Trey, will you take us shoplifting?

Pick the day, Jimmy. Pick the day.

Trey, Trey!

Trey, Trey, Trey, Trey!

♪ Say my name ♪

- Trey.
- ♪ Say it again ♪

Yeah!

All right, now, kids, remember, if you

find yourself in my position,
be grateful, be humble.

And if not, you best be sure
you don't cross Johnny Law.

Am I right, Jim?

Hey. How was the concert?

- Amazing.
- So good.

Breathtaking.

Mom, when Dua Lipa
dances, it makes me wish

I was a piece of her clothing.

When I was your age,
I wanted to be a piece

of Janet Jackson's clothing.

Uh, Jim, did Dua Lipa disappoint you?

Dua Lipa could never disappoint me.

Trey, you know what would make

a perfect end to this evening?

Some of your famous ice cream sundaes.

- Yes!
- You don't have to tell me twice.

To the kitchen we ride!

Trey, Trey, Trey, Trey!

Say my name! Say my name!

You look sad.

- I'm not sad.
- You don't look happy.

I'm not happy.

So tell me what you look like.

Concerned.

Startled.

Some might say shook.

Look, I was gonna sleep on this, Julia,

but I'm afraid we have an issue.

I got pulled over for speeding tonight.

So you meant you have an issue.

I'm sorry I'm laughing.

It's happening involuntarily.
How much was the ticket?

I got off with a warning.

Did you cry and tell
him that your mom died?

That's what I'd do.

Come on. Now, where's the victory smile?

My victory smile is in hibernation

because we still have an
issue, an issue named Trey.

How is Trey the issue?

Your fiancé got me off.

Out. Trey got me out of the ticket.

That bastard.

It was alarming.

Apparently, the coin of the realm

is no longer character,
conduct, and contrition.

It's fame, wealth, and status.

Let's focus on what's really alarming,

you speeding like a maniac
with our children on board.

Oh, 85 is not maniacal.

And I would have paid my
fair share of the Boston PD's

revenue-raising
shakedown, had officer Jock

Sniffer McFanboy not
made a complete mockery

of the rule of law.

I am afraid that our children's
proximity to Teflon Trey

is poisoning their minds.

Trey has worked his whole
life to get to where he is.

Well, I've haven't
known him his whole life,

so I don't know if that's true.

But you know who hasn't worked hard?

Our kids. They have done nothing.

- Nothing.
- Yeah, they're kids.

Yes, barely out of diapers, and they

expect the world is going to treat
them the same way it treats him.

Roll out the red carpet
and sprinkle it with caviar

and solid gold jelly beans.

Trey lives this ridiculous
life of platinum rainbows

and limousine lemonade.

We are at a vital crossroads, Julia.

Trey's world is not the
world our kids live in.

Hey, guys. We don't
have any whipped cream,

so Trey's having a chef
from the Ritz named ASAP

come over and bring us some.

Keep an ear out for the door, would ya?

See? They need to be taught
that no one in the real world

is exempt from life's three
unchangeable realities.

- Which are?
- Pain, loss, and ceaseless struggle.

I think your instinct to
sleep on this was correct.

Let's revisit this
after you get a lobotomy.

Mom, you were right.
Trey makes the best ice cream sundaes.

Trey, you gotta come to my
basketball game tomorrow.

You're the family good luck charm.

It's at St. Mary's in
Watertown, 20-minute drive.

But for you, only 10.

- Can't wait.
- Can you take us to rob a bank after?

Bank first, and then we'll
knock over a liquor store.

Hey.

Oh, are you ASAP?

Thank you very much.

Kids, have at it.

There's extra for you, Jim.

- Hoo-hoo.
- Hey, new pajamas.

I love your new pajamas.

Custom-made from Italy,
on back order for a year.

- Feel me up.
- Okay.

But you know what happens
when I start touching you.

Oh, my god, what kind
of material is this?

- This is Turkish mindworm silk.
- Oh.

Essentially, the Kobe beef of silk.

Or maybe Kobe beef is the
Turkish mindworm silk of beef.

Anyway, it was great
being with Grace and Jimmy.

They're terrific kids.

They really seemed like they
were interested in forming

a relationship with me.

It's because of how you are with them.

You constantly make an effort.

It's not an effort. It's fun.

Hm.

So how much do these pajamas cost?

- Three.
- Hundred?

- Thousand.
- $300,000?

- $3,000.
- Oh.

That's still a lot for pajamas.

Is it?

Jim mentioned that, uh, you got him
out of a speeding ticket tonight.

Uh-uh. The cop was a
fan. What can I say?

- I got fans.
- Yes, you do, and I'm your biggest one.

Dagnabbit.

I got toothpaste on my PJs.

Oh.

Uh, hon...

Those PJs are garbage.

Say what?

Toothpaste wreaks
havoc on mindworm silk.

Those things are basically ruined.

Well, why don't you just
brush your teeth before you

put on your pajamas?

Because I'll be brushing my teeth naked.

Hey, give a girl a thrill.

Thankfully, I bought an extra pair.

Of course now I'm going
to need a new backup pair.

I'll get some for you and the kids, too.

Give me everyone's sizes.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Uh, size zero for me.

But let's hold off on the kids.

You know, I don't want them
to get used to wearing $3,000

pajamas, grow out of
them, only to go back

to wearing real-world pajamas.

Why would they ever have to go back

to wearing real-world pajamas?

They live in my world now.

Jim thinks your lifestyle
is poisoning the kids' minds.

Fine, I don't have to buy them pajamas.

Well, he said that you getting him out

of the speeding ticket gave
them a warped impression

about how life works.

Well, Jim is blowing
this out of proportion.

Babe, I didn't big-time the cop.

I didn't say, do you know who I am?

The man handed me a
basketball, and I signed it.

This is lunacy.

Jim was embarrassed,
and now he's deflecting.

He does deflect when he's embarrassed.

He does.

Here I am, a self-made man,
and I can't stand in my own

living room wearing my
backup mindworm silk pajamas,

brushing my teeth without this hassle.

- I will talk to him.
- No, no.

There will be no more
talks around this issue.

In this family, there'll be no more

talking through each other.

We will talk to each other.

And Jim and I need to
get on the same page.

Handle this man to man.

Oh!

Oh, God.

Almost ruined my fourth pair this year.

Jim, that's some shower you've got.

Dad, you got a shower at your place.

Not like your shower.

Your shower, the water falls from above

like a gentle summer rain.

My shower smacks me in
the face by just having

the nerve to clean myself.

Yesterday, I almost lost a nipple.

Well, you can use mine any time.

Can I use your new butt washer you got?

The bidet? That's Julia's.
You gotta to ask her.

I am not going to ask
my former daughter-in-law

if I can use her ass spritzer.

How's she going to know?

Oh, trust me. She'll know.

Hey, you all right?

I'm just thinking about the kids.

I'm worried that they're
getting too spoiled

from hanging around with Trey.

Ha!

You should have seen
yourself when I spoiled you.

Remember that Sting-Ray bike
I got you with the banana seat?

Oh, I love that banana seat.

Every kid had a bike, but no one had

a Schwinn with a banana seat.

And, boy, were you a jackass about it.

- What?
- Your bike doesn't have a banana seat?

'Cause my bike's a Schwinn
Sting-Ray with a banana seat.

Hey, girls, want to
ride on my banana seat?

See? It's shaped like a banana.

I wanted to take a sledgehammer
to you and that banana seat.

But you snapped out of it eventually.

- What happened?
- What always happens.

Life knocks you down.

In your case, Jeffy
Droyel got a mini bike.

And all the girls who were
riding on your banana seat

decided they'd rather
go joyriding with Jeffy.

And I wanted to teach you about life,

so I did not buy you a mini bike.

I took your mini bike money
and went to Atlantic City

and nearly got divorced.

And yet somehow you never
won father of the year.

But look how great you turned out.

So you think the kids will be okay?

Son, Grace and Jimmy are good kids.

Trust your own influence on them.

Mm, yeah.

Thanks, Dad.

I needed that.

That's what I'm here for.

That plus the perfect water pressure.

Speaking of which, I'm going
to go do a pinch and a rinse

before I go.

Plenty of seats, guys.

Feel free to spread out.

I'd like to have a word with you, Jim.

That's fine, but I can smell the fish

tacos you had for lunch.

So maybe a little daylight between us?

If you thought I was
corrupting your kids' minds,

you should have just said so.

- I did say so.
- Yeah, Julia, not to me.

You're a couple. Telling
Julia is telling you.

If you want, I could tell
Julia now that you should

never mind what I said before.

- I'm not poisoning your kids' minds.
- I know you're not.

- I'm a positive force in their life.
- I agree.

- And it's not my fault the cop let you go.
- You're right.

I'm trying to argue with you here.
What's the matter with you?

You know, I had a good night's sleep,

and my dad reminded me that
I was once a young jackass.

And I agreed.

Wait, so in the light of day, you

are admitting that Trey
is not trying to make

our kids into jackasses?

Yes, the new day has given me
the clarity to know that Trey

is not corrupting our kids.

Look, pal, if I wanted
to ask a cop for a favor,

it wouldn't have been that.

I'm a regular guy.

With a private jet, a basketball
team, and a heart of gold.

And an apology from yours
truly for overreacting

to your generosity and goodwill.

I gotta hand it to Jim.

It takes a big man to
admit when he's wrong.

But it takes just as big a man
to accept that apology gracefully.

Maybe even a slightly bigger man.

But, hey, listen, this
is not a competition.

Hey, Trey. Where's Mom?

She and your dad went to go get popcorn.

Oh, before the game starts,

can we get a photo with my
friends Maeve and Chevonne?

Absolutely.

Maeve and Chevonne, say cheese.

Cheese.

Grace said you have a private jet.

And that you'd take us to Tahiti on it.

You're so nice.

Trey, this is so great.

I'm not sure they're the
friends I'm going to bring.

I have to see how well they
do on my homework first.

But thank you.

- Trey.
- Yeah?

Told Coach Bernie here you'd give him

a coaching job with
the Celtics if he runs

- today's offense through me.
- Big fan.

I can't wait to tell my boss
at Foot Locker to shove it.

Thank you.

I gave him your cell.
He'll hit you up Monday.

Thanks for making it work.

Jim was right all along.

I had corrupted his children's minds.

And I could either admit
that... not an option...

or take ***

Mm, I gotta say, Trey, your car smells

way better than the tea.

- Thanks for the ride.
- Mm.

Hey, tough loss, Jimmy.

But you played your heart out.

Nah, my shot was off.

Shots.

You took all of them.

Players gotta play.

You fouled out before halftime.

I got no calls.

Trey, you need to set the referee

straight the next game.
Tell him who's who and what's what.

Mm.

- Hey, you done with that?
- Pretty much.

Trey, what the hell are you doing?

When I was six, I threw some
trash out the car window.

I thought it was funny.

My dad didn't.

He told me that most
of the kids in juvie

got sent there for littering.

I never forgot that.

And I never littered
again, until that night.

Trey, stop it.

Just cleaning up. Grace,
you done back there?

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

No, no, no. I'm still working on mine.

- How about you, Jimmy?
- Can I throw it?

No. Trey, stop the car.

Yep!

Don't make me jump out.

You're not going to do that.

Ah, she's done it.

Lake Tahoe, 2010.

Granted, there was snow.

I just need some fresh air.

Everybody, just give
me a minute, please.

- I'm going after her.
- Yes, yes.

But as a man with two
decades in your seat,

when Julia says, I just need a minute,

she's not asking for you
to grant her the minute.

She's taking it.

So give her two minutes.

Then slowly walk after her,

and when you get within 10 yards

of her, or what I
call the blast radius,

make sure that the first five
words out of your mouth are,

I am so, so sorry.

I'm so sorry. Got it.

No, no, no.

I am so, so sorry.

I am so, so sorry.

You've got this.

Jules, I am so, so sorry.

I had it all worked out.

I was going to litter, and once
I got pulled over by the police...

For littering?

Littering with abandon,
like a crazy litter bug.

When they pulled me
over and saw who I was...

I was going to say, give me that ticket.

I deserve that ticket.

Why?

When you and Jim went to get popcorn,

Jimmy Jr. was making changes
to the Celtics coaching staff,

and Grace was booking
time on my private jet.

So, yeah, I am poisoning
your kids' minds.

Jim was right.

Why didn't you just say something?

Because Jim was right.

Look, Jules,

I'm sorry. I'm just no
good at this parenting stuff.

Trey, none of us are good at it.

Jim was right this time.

You'll be right next
time. Then I'll be right.

And we'll somehow all be wrong
over and over again and again.

That's parenting... one long, unfolding,

unmitigated disaster.

I got a lot to learn
on the parenting front.

Jim and I should have handled this.

But the good news is we've
identified the problem.

- You.
- Ha-ha.

I'm kidding, I'm kidding.

- Ha, ha, ha, it's not funny.
- No, we can fix this together.

You're part of the team
now, you crazy litter bug.

I'm... I'm sorry I let it get to this.

We're not really going to
tell Jim he was right, are we?

- Oh, hell no.
- Okay.

This your car?

Uh, yes, Officer.

This is a no-standing zone.

Not only is your car
standing, you have the keys

so no one can move it.

Officer, I am so, so sorry.

He was giving me a minute to think.

The sign says "no standing at any time,"

not "no standing unless he's
giving you a minute to think."

I'm writing you a ticket.

Yes.

Did you just do a fist pump?

Yes.

You're Trey Taylor with the Celtics.

'Tis he.

Watch this, Mom.

You know, it's an absolute
disgrace you haven't retired

Tiny Archibald's number yet.

Larry Bird doesn't win the
title in 1981 without him.

- Agreed.
- I wasn't even born when he played.

Excuses, excuses.

Here's your ticket.

Pay attention to the posted signs.

And do Tiny Archibald right.

Trey, Trey, I got this.

- No, this is me.
- No, no, no.

You got me out of a very
expensive speeding ticket.

That is my ticket. I want that ticket.

$750?

I agree. This is your ticket.

So, kids, have we learned a lesson?

Everything revolves around sports

because men can't communicate.

No, just 'cause you're famous doesn't

get you out of everything.

Unless you retire Tiny
Archibald's number.

Do Tiny right.

Let's get in the car.

Hey.

♪ Breakin' rocks in the hot sun ♪

♪ I fought the law, and the law won ♪

♪ I fought the law, and the law won ♪

♪ I needed money 'cause I had none ♪

♪ I fought the law, and the law won ♪

♪ I fought the law, and the law won ♪

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