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Hey, honey, you're home early.

Wait. You finally realized
that being a stay-at-home wife

and taking care of your man

is the greatest satisfaction
a woman can have.

Yeah, you guessed it.

Now, sit down and
enjoy your arsenic.

But what are you doing home?

Oh, the owners of Casita
Bonita weren't taking me

and the other employees
seriously about unionizing.

So, after lunch, we walked out.

Good for you. Yeah.

And they know that we're not
gonna budge off of our demands,

so I think they're gonna buckle
like an old pilgrim's shoe.

Huh. Was one of your demands

that you want more
archaic references?

Did you ask for an extra
fortnight of vacation

and, uh, increased
medical coverage

for vapors and bad humors?

Your contumely is
not appreciated,

you gormless troglodyte.

Oh!

Smart people.

I don't think we've
ever had two of them

in the house at the same time.

Don't you worry, young missy,

we'll bring 'em
down to our level.

We're gonna make them
watch "Parking Wars"!

Isn't it just a
show about people

fighting over parking spots?

Just?

What
more do you want?

You guys... You guys missed it.

Some idiot in a big SUV just
took a tight compact space.

Now he can't open his
doors. He's trapped.

No, he's not. No,
he's not. Uh-oh.

He's squeezing out
through the moonroof.

Uh-oh.

His kid is closing the moonroof.

Look at his eyes
bulge.

Hey.

Is everything okay?

Uh, it's my job.

Dammit, I knew this
was gonna happen.

They let you go?

Uh, no.

I got promoted again.

Alright! Whoa!

Well, that's great!

I guess when you're
not used to good news,

you don't know what
to do with your face.

No. Look, I'm happy
it's more money,

but now I'm the VP
of Public Relations.

Oh, my God.

I am so sorry.

I assume everyone
else there died.

No, but that is the
first thing I checked.

I'm really happy
for you, Darlene.

Forgive me if I don't
jump up and down,

but I just walked out
over 75 more cents an hour

and a hand-washing
station in the kitchen.

That sucks, Louise, and I'm sure
I seem like an ungrateful jerk,

but I don't know why they
picked me for this job.

I know why they picked you.

Because it's funny when
people who look like children

say adult things.

No, because she's working class,
she's a mom raising a family,

and people are more
likely to listen to her

than some slick, corporate guy.

Yeah, I get that, but I've
never done anything like this.

Ah, just do what men do.

Take the job regardless
of being qualified

and you stay around long enough
until you harass somebody,

and then they move
you up in the company.

Captions by VITAC...

"The Conners" is recorded

in front of a live
studio audience.

Hey! You get a
promotion like Darlene?

'Cause that's the face, right?

No.

The owners of Casita
Bonita closed it for good.

The doors are padlocked.

I'm outta work.

Oh, wow, that's crazy.

I might have told a few
people about that soap thing.

It wasn't about that, was it?

Did another cat give
birth in the oven?

No.

They said they can't
afford a union wage

because the cost of food
has gone up so much.

Nobody wants to pay $16 for a
burrito that's mostly potatoes.

Hey, I'm gonna miss that place.

It's where you and I
found each other again.

Yeah. We had our
first dates there.

I'm gonna miss it, too.

And Beverly Rose was conceived
in the freezer there.

Can't find a romantic
way to spin that.

To Casita Bonita.

Aww. Yeah. Yeah.

Ah. I just lost
my wife's income,

so I'm gonna need a
couple more of these.

Anyone? Well, I just found out

my buddy lost his wife's income,

so I'm gonna drink with
him so he's not sad.

You know, Jackie, um, I'm...

I'm gonna be looking for
another restaurant position.

Oh, that's gonna be a
challenge. Good luck with that.

I know that we had
our ups and downs

when I first joined the family.

Oh, man, did we.

But I-I feel like we're in
a really good place now.

Do you? Good for you.

Jackie, she wants a job.

Do you mind?

Yeah, I want a job.

And it's a great idea.

I have all this experience, I
can work any shift you need,

and we're family,
so you can trust me.

Timing's right.

My only other
server's part-time now

because she's working on
her "psychology degree,"

which is causing problems.

Uh, the "other server"
wants to know what problems.

Last week, you psychoanalyzed
everybody based on their order.

What is it about a tuna melt
that makes you a narcissist?

Everything.

And I supposed you believe
that people order a hot dog

just because they
want a hot dog.

It has nothing to do
with their father.

Here's something I've
been thinking about.

I've always wanted to
try the "Buy a beer,

and if the Bears
win, it's free" scam.

Oh, wow. Wow. I never
thought of that.

Well, you must have
at least done the drinking game,

where the customers do a shot
every time the Bears fumble.

As soon as they get the
ball, I start pouring.

Look at you with all the ideas.

Finally, a server
who understands

the hospitality business.

I'm not just a server.

I-I was a manager.

Okay, well, maybe you
could work for five minutes

before we start talking titles.

I'm just saying, I-I worked all
these years to become a manager.

Uh-huh.

Hey, I got an idea for
a drinking game, too.

We'll all take a shot every
time you say "manager."

Ah. It's nice Wellman's
shelling out a couple bucks

for Beverly Rose's school.

Do I look like the head of PR?

You look like a shaky
little Chihuahua,

but you always look like that.

I'm bored.

How much longer do I
have to stand here?

We're trying to be
supportive of Aunt Darlene.

Believe me, I know it's hard.

Thank you for coming.

Uh, I am very proud to be
representing Wellman Plastics

as we donate a year's supply
of utensils, plates, and cups

to Lanford Public School's
free breakfast program.

Hi, there. I'm Jimmie Pike
from the "Lanford Gazette."

Oh. Did I blink in that photo?

I always do that, but it's worse

when I try to keep
'em wide open.

I look like Japanese anime.

I just want to know, is
this event to distract

from the accusations from
an anonymous whistleblower

that Wellman is polluting
the groundwater in Lanford?

What?

Uh... I don't know
anything about that.

Company has no comment.

No, no. No, no.

I-I can't comment

'cause I really haven't
heard anything about that.

You can ask me anything you
want about the placemats

and the forks and the
knives for the children.

Okay, is the toxic runoff
from making the knives

and the forks for the children

killing the children?

Here at Wellman, we
have a strict policy

against killing children.

Write that down.

Company thinks destroying
the environment is funny.

Come on, Jimmie,
give me a break.

This is my first day.

Look, I'll ask my bosses about it
and then we can talk later, okay?

You take bad photos,

you don't know how
to do your job.

I'm looking forward to it.

This feels very weird.

I asked for a meeting, not
like a big fancy dinner.

Well, I don't think it's weird.

I mean, this is how
executives do things.

And, you know, they can
write this whole thing off.

Lobster mashed potatoes?!
That's fantastic!

In nature, those two
things would never meet.

Just don't talk a lot.

Hey. Hey, Darlene.
Good to see you.

Hi, Mr. Wellman.

Ben. Hi.

Wow. This is all so nice,

but it wasn't necessary for
you to take us out to dinner.

Well, Bella and I just wanted
to celebrate your promotion,

and go over the
plan to publicize

our commitment to the community.

Oh, that's great.

Um, and... and like
I said in my e-mail,

I just want to know
if there's anything

to what this reporter
was talking about?

Absolutely not.

They're just
fishing for a story.

We've done studies, and
they all come back clean.

Oh. Hear that? Water's clean.

Let's celebrate
with some oysters?

The doctor gave me vitamins.

I have a condition where
I need to be happier.

I find they absorb
better with Chardonnay.

Well, um, those studies
make me feel a lot better.

So, if we are not
contaminating anything,

would you mind just
telling the press that?

That's exactly what
you are gonna do.

Those are the dates
for your media tour,

a list of, uh, difficult
questions you might encounter,

and the talking points
we'd like you to stick to.

Okay. Yeah.

Looks like there's some very
vague things you want me to say.

"As a mom with two kids,
I trust the Wellman family

to do what's right
for our community.

We know we can live
well with Wellman."

Well, a little
stiff and awkward,

but that's how a real
person would read it.

Yeah, I mean, that's...
That's what we want,

somebody from the community.

I mean, we all live
in the same town.

Your, uh, media tour
starts in about a week.

You'll do great.

Dress in that lumberjack
thing you usually do

and whatever's happening
up there with your hair,

just keep doing it.

I'm going to the restroom.

Would you mind escorting me
while these two talk business?

When the Chard hits my
vitamins, I get a little wobbly.

That's understandable.

Those vitamins have
killed a lot of rockstars.

No, I think it's best if I
escort you, my precious angel.

Here we go. Excuse us.

This is all corporate
double-speak.

Something about this
does not feel right.

Look, is there anyone that's
been at the company a long time

and knows Bill Wellman
enough to tell you

whether you can
trust him or not?

Well, yeah. There's Robin,

but I don't want her to think
I can't handle this job.

Oh, well, I think
we've established

you can't handle
the job, but look...

you trust Robin and
see what she thinks.

Huh.

Did you know that your
Wellman shampoo bottle

will be recycled into
playground equipment

in slide-less communities?

Thank God for this company.

I'm getting truffle
fries for the table.

So, how do you
like working here?

Well, I know everybody.
I know the menu.

I feel like I've been
working here forever.

Me, too,

but in a way that
makes me want to

slam my face into this cake.

So, how do you like my ideas
for bringing in more business?

They're all the changes
that those idiots

at Casita Bonita
wouldn't even listen to.

I'm glad somebody's
bringing in fresh ideas.

There haven't been any
since I lost interest.

Clearly, she's forgotten
about Stew-mendous Mondays,

uh, Stew Year's Eve, and
Stew-Paul's Drag Race.

You know, as much as
people love stew puns...

there's a whole menu of
stuff here we can promote.

Yeah.

Yeah, but we're
mostly about the stew.

Mm, that's your problem.

You need some high margin items,

like a-a fried chicken
platter or skirt steak.

Okay, okay.

Well, if you think the average
Midwestern working type

is gonna want, uh, fried
chicken and steak, that's...

That's... that's great.

Yeah, we'll roll the dice.

Hey. How's it
going with Louise?

Um, well, I think she's starting
to feel very comfortable here.

Not afraid to use her voice.

Hey, Robin. Hey, Jackie.

Um, I love your new
Bears promotion.

Yeah. Yeah, genius.

And I'm the idiot who
never thought of it.

Still hates herself, I see.

Well, thanks for coming. Mm.

Well, I'm always happy
to, uh, drive across town,

where it's convenient for you.

So, you said you wanted to
pick my brain, so have at it.

Thanks.

Um, is Bill Wellman
a lying scumbag?

Well, let me ask you this first.

Is this for the
company newsletter

or a birthday cake or what?

No, I-I was at my
first PR event,

and this reporter told me that
an anonymous whistleblower

said that Wellman is
polluting the groundwater,

but Bill tells me
that we have studies

that say that's not true.

Well, that's interesting.

That's not an answer.

I know. I'm being evasive.

Come on. Is he a liar?

Well, as your fellow employee
at Wellman, I'd say no.

But as the anonymous
whistleblower,

I'd have to say yes.

What? Why didn't
you tell me that?

Look, in my defense,
never in my wildest dreams

did I think they'd make
you someone important.

Okay, but how can
you still work there

knowing they're
polluting our water?

Because I like to
eat and live indoors.

And I'm only a year away
from getting a pension.

Oh, my God.

Well, now, what am I gonna do?

Well, for starters, when
you're taking a shower,

always keep your mouth closed.

Dammit.

The company picked
me to be their stooge

because they know I
can't afford to quit.

And they're right, but if
this is too much for you,

we'll figure
something out. How?

I won't get unemployment,

the kids and I won't
have health insurance.

We can't lose that.

I had like a month worth of
rainy-day money saved up,

and then I stopped for
gas and bought groceries.

Now we got like six hours.

Well, I say we get a
pizza, see a movie,

and just go out in
a blaze of glory.

Have you thought about
asking for your old job back?

Yeah, maybe I should do that.

I'd still know the company's
wrecking the environment,

but it would buy me some
time to find a new job.

What if they won't?

Well, then I have to
try to get myself fired.

You know, then at least,
I could get unemployment.

Yeah, just grab Robin's ass
and they'll get rid of you

for creating a
hostile workplace.

That won't work.

Everybody already
thinks we're a couple.

Well, visually, it makes
more sense than you and Ben.

Made any decisions about
expanding the menu?

No. Not yet. Nope.
Still thinking about it.

Okay.

How about, uh,
changing the website?

It's impossible to use.

No. It's not. It's simple.

Right now, you look at a picture
of the food, you click on it.

That takes you the old
website that has the menu,

you look at what you want, you
go back to the new website,

type in what you
want and how many,

and then you give us a call

to make sure we're
not out of anything,

you solve the riddle
at the checkout page

for a free slice of
cheesecake, and you're done.

Just...

a drunken monkey could do it.

You have to stop
dragging your feet.

I'm not dragging my
feet. I'm thinking.

Hey, what's the code
to the bathroom?

What code?

Uh, I put a code lock
on the bathroom door

so non-customers couldn't
just wander in here

and use the restroom.

This is a family restaurant.

Everybody who comes through
that door, I consider family.

Yeah, this feels
like a discussion

you should have
after I get the code.

1-1-1-2.

Oh, that's great. Oh, that...

O-Okay, a long list
of random numbers

that's gonna be
impossible to remember.

So, I can't believe...

Why did you do something
like that without asking me?

I did it because every time
I ask you to make a decision,

you get paralyzed.

No, that's not true.

That's not... See? Moving!

Moving!

Come on, Jackie.

You can't make any decisions,
even if they're good for you,

like... like the website.

Like landing on one career.

Like finally dating my brother.

Look, I'm... I'm only
trying to help you.

I don't need your help!

Stop telling me how to
live my life, Roseanne!

Oh, my God.

That was an actual
Freudian slip!

You read about it in textbooks,

but you never think you're
gonna see one in person.

Could you get all
unhinged again?

I wanna record it for class.

Uh, excuse me, Mr. Wellman.

Can we talk? Yeah, sure, sure.

What can I do for you, Darlene?

Um, look, I really
appreciate the promotion,

but I would like to go back to
my old job managing the line.

I'm just not comfortable
being a public speaker.

Everyone feels that way
at first. Stick with it.

You'll find your own voice using
the words we provide for you.

Uh, Mr. Wellman, I'm
having a lot of anxiety.

I really need to do this.
Well, I'm sorry, Darlene,

but your old job has
already been filled.

If you don't want the promotion,
I guess you'll have to quit.

Okay.

Um, if you don't fire me,
I'm gonna go to the press

because I found out the
truth about the groundwater.

You do that and we will
sue you and your family

for everything you're worth.

What else you got?

My family's been preparing
for this moment for years.

Okay, well, how about this?

You go to the press, and I will
bury you in legal debt so deep,

it'll keep your kids broke
for the rest of their lives.

Okay. I quit.

Oh, please don't accept my
resignation for two hours.

I gotta go to the dentist
and the eye doctor

and see if I can squeeze
in a colonoscopy.

So, we should talk.

Not if you're
gonna scream at me.

Sorry.

Um, today, when
you were telling me

that I couldn't run my own life,
suddenly, I was eight again,

and I was baking a cupcake
in my Easy-Bake Oven,

and I could hear
Roseanne saying,

"No, you're doing it all wrong.

Now I have to do
it all for you."

And then my mom would
come in and say,

"Don't upset Roseanne..."

I don't think you're
incompetent, Jackie,

and I just got upset because
you were dismissing me.

I only wanted to help.

Well, it's the way you helped.

Roseanne never listened to me.

She never cared about
anything I had to say.

Well, I care about
what you have to say,

because I know how that feels.

The owners at Casita
Bonita would ignore me

every time I tried
to suggest anything.

I thought you would at
least appreciate my ideas.

Oh, I do. I do
appreciate your ideas.

You just have to express
them in a way that I can...

pretend they're mine.

That's all.

Wow.

Where do you come up
with stuff like that?

Yeah. I don't know. I-I...

I don't even analyze
it, you know?

You know, later on, we will
go grab a glass of wine,

and I'll give you some other
stuff you're gonna come up with.

Oh, you mean like
ideas I've already had?

Still ahead of me.

You guys work everything out?

'Cause I was worried about you.

Aw, don't worry, Becky.
I started dinner.

She thinks I'm her sister,
you think I'm your cook.

Not just that.

You're also the nice lady

we're gonna dump our
dad on when he's old.

Yeah.

Which is...

now.

Well...

I did it.

Quit my job.

Ooh. Okay.

Let's see what I taught you.

Dentist? Check.

Lady parts doctor?

Check.

Upstairs and downstairs?

Check, and grow up.

I'm gonna be in my
bed for the next week.

Please take care of my children,

or, you know, sell
them at a fair price.

Why can't I be the manager?
'Cause I'm the manager.

I don't need another manager.

But you're the owner. So
I-I should be the manager.

I like being the manager.

Yeah, but if I'm the manager,

it takes the pressure off
you being the manager.

Mom, Mom, two more
shots. Mnh-mnh.

She was out after the
first five "managers."

Oh, maybe you
could be co-manager.

I'll allow it.