When I saw the images from the Eagle Nebula, my God, Leonard.
Swirling, almost pulsating
elephant trunks of dust and gas
700 light-years away. Oh.
Ah, the Pillars of Creation.
Spitzer observed a cloud of
supernova shock waves, suggesting the pillars
Hubble had just photographed may have actually been destroyed
6,000 years ago.
Oh, what better captures
both the pathetic insignificance of humanity
and our own tragic nobility
than to fall in love with the ghost of something
we had no chance
of ever knowing in the first place.
Ah.
What up, space nerds?
You must be Paul's family. Welcome.
Oh. Thank you.
Okay!
Paul forgot to mention how ravishing you are.
Oh, well, thank you.
And... Vernon. Paul described you pretty accurately.
Thanks.
Uh, I'm Leonard Gilmartin,
but please, call me Gilly. Everyone does.
- Oh. - Copy that, Gillbo.
Just Gilly.
I'm the president of the Pasadena Astronomy Society.
I won an auction on Eeebs for these.
Hundred bones for a set of four.
Bit pricey, but as a surgeon,
I know how important it is to be able to see good.
Oh, fabulous. Of course, you know it's a lunar eclipse.
Agree to disagree.
- Oh, joy! You made it! - Oh, good.
I'll let you show them to their room.
Wow, Paul, this place is trés classy.
Yeah, it's like we're getting to crash at a Pier 1 Imports,
or something not quite as fancy, but still good, like a CB2.
I'm so glad you guys came!
I look forward to the once-a-year family weekend
here at Gilly's more than just about anything.
Aside from the McRib.
What is it about that sandwich that haunts me so?
Where's Tallulah?
Becca asked Lindsay to watch her while we were away.
You said you were gonna ask her.
Oh. Right.
- I did... and she said yes. - Huh.
- So, that's all set. - Ah.
I got to shoot off a text real quick, unrelated.
Follow me to your quarters.
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Ah!
Blankets and pillows. Ka-ching!
And I'm right next door. We share a bathroom.
Gross.
I'll let you two settle in.
I'm supposed to help some of the little ones make a moon cake.
It's actually a sponge cake with powdered sugar. Shh.
We play our cards right, Bec,
I think we can milk this con into a European vacay.
Ew.
Paul probably wants us to do the insemination
during the eclipse, like a freaky.
For sure.
- What a dingus. - Ugh.
I bet I can make my own sandwich here.
Like, they'll probably have one of those fancy sandwich bars
with all the fixins. Can you imagine, Bec?
Me with fixins?
I can't even picture it.
Come on, sport with us. Tallyho!
Get it, honey.
That's out.
Yeah! Nice serve, buddy!
Oh, honey.
Come and get me, Vern.
Oh! Shitballs.
- Did you feel it? - I did.
Fixins.
I just want to address something so that there isn't any
dark cumulonimbus sullying this weekend.
I've been doing some soul-searching, and I think
we should press pause on the insemination protocol.
But we're making progress.
I-I feel us getting closer with every attempt.
Come on, let's give it one more shot
when the moon eats the sun or whatever the frig.
The truth is, our primitive insemination technique,
combined with Rebecca's
geriatric womb, has me convinced success is improbable.
Did you just call my womb geriatric?!
- Primitive technique? - Sometimes,
it's just harder for women of your advanced age.
We faked it!
What do you mean?
Nothing! She doesn't mean anything.
I think her geriatric womb has spread to her brain.
We've never put any of your semen into my vagina.
We've only been pretending in order
to string you along and make more money.
My womb works. It works like gangbusters, mister.
What did you do with my...?
Your gunk? I squirted it out the window.
But if it makes you feel any better,
the ficus in Lindsay's alley has grown, like, a foot.
This time, we'll actually do it.
And we'll bake you up a bouncing baby in no time.
Come on. There were mistakes made on both sides.
On both sides.
Now that the the cold, hard truth is coming out...
I've already lined up another surrogate.
She's 24,
is getting her master's, and was a Division 1
fencing champion. And the best part?
She's not a no-good, rotten liar!
You're cheating on us? Dude...
this is a lot to take in right now. We trusted you!
Calling all stargazers!
Lunch is ready!
This is a pleasure for me to be with all of you.
Oh, well, you're in for it now.
Let's eat, everybody.
Enjoy the cheese, it's imported.
The Mayans believed that
during an eclipse, jaguars would come out of the earth
and eat the pale people, pale people like you.
At least my little dick's not hanging out of my shorts.
Ha! Stupid.
Mmm.
I'm actually glad you found that 24-year-old.
She sounds great.
Just... be careful, though.
It can be complicated for a woman,
especially a young one without children.
Once you see that baby...
it's hard not to be attached.
I see what you're trying to do.
Our trust has been irrevocably shattered, Becca.
It's over.
I know we betrayed you,
but when it came down to it, that has never really seemed
like the right way to create a life...
The bathroom, the cold baster.
Vernon.
I mean...
what if we eliminated the intermediary device?
Are you suggesting that you and I...?
Yes.
I am.
Give us that come, bro! We'll do it for real this time!
- We promise! - What is wrong with you two?
She offers to have sex with me, then you try to intimidate me?
I don't know what type of reindeer games
you're playing, but I don't want to join in.
Not in any of them!
Great job, turd.
I was this close to getting our fish back on the line.
- By offering him your bod? - You got greedy,
and now our golden goose thinks my eggs have expired!
Don't blame this on me.
You were enjoying the scam just as much as I was.
You said you felt like Annette Bening
- in The Grifters. - You're the one
that blew up our lives and put us
in this situation in the first place!
You didn't just nick an artery.
You nicked any chance of us being happy again.
You were always a bitch, but you just got mean, Bec.
Why'd you even marry me in the first place?
I could be married to Téa Leoni!
You were in line with her at Jamba Juice! One time!
We shared a moment! She said, "Cool jacket."
Who knows where it could have gone.
But instead, I ended up with a blackhearted witch
who wants nothing to do with me!
I only married you because you were a doctor
and I wanted to make Jimmy jealous.
But you even ruined that
by becoming a giant, worthless zero!
What?
Do you want to play a game with me?
Yeah, okay, but no pussin' out when I stomp you.
I'm an adult grown-up. That means some shit.
This game?
- Are you even for real right now? - Mm-hmm.
Look at you.
You're just a chill little dude who hasn't been kicked
in the nards by life yet.
But you will.
One day when you're least expecting it... blam!
One second you're the envy of all the other docs,
'cause you got a hot wife, vanity plates, two Apple watches
and a podcast in the top three hundy on Stitcher.
And the next thing you know, everything's taken away
because your scalpel accidentally sliced open
a woman's...
...juice box.
So you quit. End of story.
Deal the things.
Ooh, I got "chip on shoulder."
"Brain freeze."
No prob.
Damn it!
My turn.
That's not... Come on, let me get these brain shits out.
- But it buzzed. - The shit's rigged!
Let me go again! You're being awful!
But it's my turn! No!
Getting the brains! I'm getting the brains.
- But it's my turn! - I'm getting the brains.
I am a grown-up!
Oops.
If you already have that 24-year-old lined up,
why'd you ask us to come for the weekend?
You were the only people
I wanted to share this weekend with.
I thought we were family.
I'm sorry, Paul.
Here.
Let me recalibrate it for you.
You know, at the end of the day,
it's probably for the best.
I mean, if I had your baby,
we'd probably end up on Jerry Springer.
"Woman pregnant with sister's ex-husband's child."
Also, you divorced Lindsay for a reason...
Not to then have her in your life forever.
You're right.
This probably is for the best.
Doctor! What did you do?
We're losing her!
Doctor!
Dr. Barbara! Dear God!
Giant, worthless zero! I wish I'd never married you.
...just to make Jimmy jealous.
Hey, cool jacket.
I'm Téa Leoni. I'm Téa Leoni.
Cool jacket.
So sexy.
Is that really Mercury?
Believe it or not, it's actually one of the few planets
that's easier to see in daylight.
Want to see the stunning siren herself,
Venus?
There she is.
Let me see. I want to see.
Here.
Amazing.
You have the same anti-helical folds as Lindsay.
How would you know that?
No. It's your ears.
- Oh. - Right here.
Let me show you its terrestrial functions.
- Hmm. - We actually have a fighting chance
of seeing your house from here.
I mean... former house.
I think I just saw...
I got to go.
- Vernon! - Nerd!
Good Lord! What did you do?
I threw this heavy-ass rock in,
but then changed my mind at the last sec,
so now I'm doing this, which sucks! Help me!
If I don't make it, I need you to do me a favor.
You're gonna make it.
Listen, it's for Becca and Tallulah.
I want them to know I was a good man.
Which is why I need you
to delete my browser history and all my bookmarks
and my Dropbox,
- maybe burn the laptop. - Huh?
Please, Paul! First thing, maybe even before you call 911.
Pull harder!
Okay.
- Ah. - Thanks for saving my life.
Fam.
That really should've been easier for you.
I'll hook you up with some Joe Rogan supplements.
Family discount.
You're right.
I'm worthless.
I thought at least if I was dead,
then you'd get the life insurance money.
But then I 'membered I never switched the auto-pay
to the new card after I left the old one
at that churro stand at Six Flags.
Also, the new card would've bounced
on account of we're broke.
So I guess I'm worthless, dead or alive.
You're worth something to me.
I'm so pathetic.
Being pregnant is the only time
I've ever really felt special.
I mean, since I stopped playing Clarissa
on the Nickelodeon cruise.
You're always special.
Even when you're being a huge bitch.
Aw.
Remember before when you said that thing
about only wanting to get knocked up
because it made you feel special?
Well, if we're keeping it 100...
I was stalling.
Yeah, at first just for the money, but then I realized
the idea of you being preggers with someone else's kiddo
kind of made me feel...
like not a man or whatnot.
Anyjunk, feelings are stupid.
Vernon, the fact that you were even open to the idea
in the first place just shows how confident
and secure you are.
And that's really sexy.
Sexy, huh?
- Very. - Here.
Aw.
Things are gonna get better for us, just you wait.
Once I get funding for my Korean medical food truck,
everything's gonna be coming up Vernon. And Becca.
And Tallulah. Shit.
Well, I believe in you, honey.
I mean, I have to.
Ow!
- Shitballs. - Oh! Aw.
Poor baby. Here.
One hour to the eclipse! I repeat,
one hour to the ecl...
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, this is the moment
we've all been waiting for. Are you ready?
- Yes! - Well, then,
look to the skies!
It's so neat.
Yes!
Brilliant! Brilliant!
Absolutely brilliant.
Ah, wonderful.
Eclipses never fail
to cast their magic spells, do they?
Indeed, they do not.
Please, have a seat.
Did your guests enjoy themselves?
I think so.
It's complicated.
Oh, must be nice to have family.
It's always just been me and the cosmos.
And the prostitutes.
Well...
I've come to understand that the main attraction
of having Becca as my surrogate was so, in some small way,
my marriage wouldn't have been a total waste.
Well, there is no waste in the universe.
When something comes to an end, be it a galactic age,
a star or a weekend away,
it is simultaneously the beginning of something else.
Loss can be hard, but you might be mourning something
that was never actually there in the first place.
Yes, maybe this idea you had of making a new family
slipped through your fingers,
but perhaps there's something else already there
that you've failed to see.
Ooh!
Oh!
Yeah. Oh, there.
Mmm. Mm-hmm.
Doctor.
Yeah. Oh.
Ooh.
Oh.
Uh-uh.
Uh, uh...
Um...
I got you, bro.
Oh.
Oh, this is really happening.
Oh, yeah.
Epic!
Did you know there was an eclipse last night?
No. Who cares?
I don't know. Dipshits like...
Oh, shit. I conjured them.
Hey, guys.
What are you doing in our diner?
Your diner? I didn't know
you'd gotten into the restaurant business, Jimmy.
We're just getting b-fast. Nothing weird about that.
So don't try to make it weird, okay?
Okay, well, great bumping into you. Not.
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