I am in this class.
That's impossible. It's full.
I was just added.
Previously on "A Million Little Things"...
Is this the beach where I asked you to homecoming?
Greta Strobe, will you marry me?
Of course. Yes.
Rome?
What are you doing here?
I gotta get you and your brother to hockey practice.
I wanna talk to the coach about playing Omar more.
Him living here isn't working, Gina.
Maybe we think about putting him in assisted living.
I've been trying to make up for what happened.
And what I'm saying is you don't have to.
You know, a lot of women decide
they want to stay at home rather than come back to work.
But I'm coming back.
I will treat your show with care,
and it will be waiting for you whenever you're ready.
You don't have to cry. Oh. Okay.
Okay, shh, shh.
You're okay.
Good job, bud.
Yeah, I'm just testing your guard-dog skills.
So if the alarm goes off while I'm gone, do that.
Uh, so, he'll probably want to go down for his nap
after he has breakfast,
but, uh, don't let him fall asleep while he's eating.
We're trying not to do that.
Ooh, but, Mommy, don't pull my tabs so tight.
You'll cut off my circulation.
He's fine.
Any looser and it'll leak.
Uh, okay, so I'll be at the station
which is just 10 minutes away.
Honey, look at these hips.
This is not my first rodeo.
And I brought us a secret weapon.
Ah, uh, we're not using pacifiers.
Why not?
They lead to buck teeth, which leads to headgear,
and that is a middle school trauma
I don't want to share with my son.
But, Mommy, it soothes me.
I understand, Inez.
But we've chosen not to use them.
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm.
Tía Inez, I forgot how much
I love your cottage cheese mashed potatoes.
Thank you. I'll get you the recipe.
Okay. And I will give that to Gary
so that he can make them for himself.
Maggie, do you think you could grab me
the portable charger for my toothbrush
while Javi and I show Tía Inez
where the bottle warmers are?
I'm on it.
Thank you.
I understand you're confused, Amy,
so let's try to break it down.
You said your husband keeps telling you he needs space.
Yeah, Dr. Jessica.
I just don't know what that means.
It's 'cause you are not listening.
Well, I think his meaning's pretty clear.
The question is, are you gonna listen?
- Exactly. - Let's do a quick commercial,
and we'll be right back.
I was lost, confused, at sea.
I tried everything from "A" to "Z."
And that's when I found Zyrellin.
Zyrellin?
Zyrellin.
Everything you need, from the earth,
to feel balanced and whole.
Note to self... Order Maggie some Zyrellin.
Ha-ha, very funny.
I cannot believe we are advertising
that pseudo-scientific junk.
Add that to the list of things
to talk to Colton Cutler about.
Uh...
Maybe I should take another week.
I'm not sure Inez can handle this.
And I'm not sure I can handle her creepy baby voice.
Just give her a chance, okay?
See how it goes while I'm gone.
If it doesn't work out, we can still spend
tens of thousands of dollars on daycare.
Hmm.
Well, have fun at your insurance conference
that you've never gone to since I've known you.
I promise not to have fun at the conference.
Mm-hmm.
But I will have fun sleeping through the night
at a hotel in a king-sized bed.
Bye-bye, Daddy.
I'll miss you.
The voice.
Synced & corrected by QueenMaddie www.addic7ed.com
Heads up.
The wild Greta exhibits adorable
but deeply unrelatable levels of excitement to see her parents.
Aren't you excited to see them again?
Uh, yeah.
But what if they still hate me
after everything that happened in high school?
Well, first off, they never hated you.
Hating a child would be weird.
However they felt about you 20 years ago,
I promise you they're over it.
Ah. So you admit they hated me?
I plead the fifth.
Uh, are you opening a Yankee Candle franchise?
I found the Autumn Sunset candle your mom used to like.
How do you even remember that?
Because she had them everywhere,
and it didn't make any sense.
Like, sunset doesn't have a smell.
Oh, why are you bringing a chunky sweater?
It's June.
Every year we take the same photo for our holiday card.
Oh, that's right.
See, that is the wild and wacky mashugana
you can expect from a weekend with Lon and Lana Strobe.
You got nothing to worry about.
Perfect weekend starts right now.
Okay, Dad's getting dressed.
And I made him his favorite fruit salad
without the cheap melon space fillers he hates.
I hope it's enough, but he's in a good mood,
so I think this is the best we're gonna get.
I know it's hard,
but your dad knows that he's getting worse.
And he needs you to decide what's best for him.
Yeah, but who's gonna make him not hate me when I do?
Mnh-mnh.
Omar, what are y... W-what are you doing here?
Why am I hearing from Cousin Jackie
that you're putting Dad in a home?
Mm.
This garlic aioli should be a controlled substance.
Schedule V at least,
over-the-counter with a warning label.
Alright, show off, you know your stuff.
But garlic is a pretty bold choice
before an oral presentation.
I was hoping to discourage Professor Craft
from asking any tough follow-up questions.
Oh.
She still giving you a hard time?
We're making progress.
Last week, instead of glaring at me,
she just looked right through me.
Well, I think you're gonna do great.
Well, I sort of have to.
This presentation is 40% of my grade.
Mm. Just pretend that you're back in front
of a stadium crowd at The Garden.
It's one thing to fake your way
through some power chords while hammered,
it's quite another to fake your way through this stuff.
But promise me no matter what happens,
you do not Ferris Bueller my grade.
Well, I would,
but it looks like you've been absent nine times.
Nine times?
- Hi, Professor Craft. - Nine times.
Oh, man.
Hey, great show today.
What was that you said,
"Denial ain't just a river in Egypt"?
That's so funny.
Thanks.
Uh, Colton, I wanted to talk to you
about those commercials for Zyrellin.
I thought you said we were gonna look
for different sponsorships.
Oh, I am. Yeah. Ad sales takes time.
I just...
I just don't think it's appropriate
for a show about mental health
to advertise supplements
claiming to alleviate depression.
Well, they say my energy drink
is supposed to give me wings,
but I have yet to fly outta here.
Colton.
I'm serious.
Then I will be, too.
I'll take care of the advertising.
You handle the advice.
Well, The Lons' lawn is looking as brown as ever.
Relax, you totally got this.
Hope you're right about them not hating kids
since I am one now.
It's fine. Just go right in.
We're home!
You!
You gotta lotta nerve coming back here.
Mr. Strobe, I am so sorry...
Lon, stop it!
I told you not to do a Lando.
I pulled a Calrissian.
- And she totally bought it. - Oh.
I'm the administrator
of this facility, and I see you're a fan.
Dad, can you not scare my fiancée
in the first five minutes?
Did Greta tell you I used to tread the boards?
I was in "Pippin." Yeah.
A high school production,
even though I was only in the 8th grade.
Wow.
- Look at you. - Aww.
All grown up and more beautiful than ever.
That's right.
It's great to see you, Mr. and Mrs. Strobe.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.
It's Lon and Lana, huh?
Now bring it in. Everybody.
Here we go.
Oh, hi.
It's hard to believe it's been 12 weeks.
It just flew by.
Ye... Yeah.
Um, anyway, I was thinking
that we could move the team meeting to before my show
so that I could be home for Javi's bedtime.
Hm. Well, actually, I think I can help you out there.
Dr. Jessica is gonna stay in the weekday slot
and we're gonna move your show
to a full block on Saturday mornings.
Y-You're taking my show away
because I went on maternity leave?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. No, no, no.
I'm just changing your time slot.
Dr. J is doing great in the ratings,
and you're gonna do great on the weekends, too.
This was your plan all along, wasn't it?
You just wanted somebody in my slot
who would do whatever you tell them.
Okay.
Nobody's forcing you to do anything here.
As I've always said, I support your choices.
We'd love to have you back,
but if you don't want to come, that's your decision.
Maggie! How's the baby?
Are you okay?
Oh, spare me the act.
You promised my show would be waiting for me
whenever I was ready.
I-I don't know what you mean.
Sure you don't.
Have fun being Colton's puppet.
What I don't understand is why I'm on a "need to know" basis.
You're not on a need to know basis.
That would imply that if you knew,
it would make a difference.
- Rome, come on. - No, it's true.
I called you three months ago
and I told you we were moving Dad over here.
Where have you been?
Oh. You've been in Florida.
Dad is fine.
I've been checking with him every week.
About the latest Celtics game.
You have no idea what we've been dealing with.
I've been busy with work.
I'm sure. Silk-screening T-shirts
is notoriously cutthroat.
I bet finding that perfect polyester-cotton blend
- is so time-consuming... - Rome.
It is cutthroat, actually. And we're doing great.
That's why I'm here in Boston.
We're doing a deal for all the merch at The Garden...
See, you're not even in town because of him.
What's going on here?
Surprise!
Oh, I didn't realize we had company.
It's me, Pop.
Omar!
Come here, son.
Sorry.
My eyes are just a little fuzzy today.
I had no idea he had gotten so much worse.
But still, just picturing him in one of those homes,
all alone, confused...
I know. It sounds... bleak.
But some of these assisted-living facilities
are actually pretty nice.
Dude, look, they got pickleball courts,
they've got seafood buffet every Friday.
Dad does love his crab.
And who are we to deny Pop weekly shellfish?
You really think we can afford something like this, though?
I do.
I mean, look, the housing market's really hot right now.
Housing market? Hold up.
Don't tell me you thinking about selling the house.
How... How else did you think we were gonna pay for this?
You were just gonna sell our family home
right out from under me?
Without so much as a text?
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
First of all,
it's Dad's home and it's his money.
But you know what? If it makes you feel better,
go ahead, keep making it about you.
Oh, okay. Guys?
We're all on the same team here.
Yeah, same team.
Clearly, I'm riding the bench.
That's what happens when you keep missing practice.
Mr. Saville, there's been a change of plans.
You are up first.
Oh, uh... okay.
I thought we were doing alphabetical order...
Well, I want to make sure you have plenty of time to get back
to your little friend in the registrar's office.
Did you really think I wouldn't find out
how you got into my class?
Professor Craft, I can explain.
Oh, you both can.
To the Dean.
She will be very interested to know
why one of her employees broke the Code of Conduct.
But first, I'd like to hear your presentation.
Alright, everybody. Let's get started.
Quiet, please.
Mr. Saville is going to dazzle us.
Alright, Mr. Saville, let's hear it.
Um, just one second.
Um... Ugh.
Okay.
My presentation is on the psychological,
um, aspects of pharmalogical...
Pharmaceutical addiction.
That's the wrong card.
Oh, you were so cute.
Why are you wearing
giant men's pants over the dress?
Well, she... she had her first period
while she was trick-or-treating,
and I-I happened to have a white button down,
so I gave her my pants
and I went as Tom Cruise in "Risky Business."
O-Okay. Okay.
As much as I would love to continue
this walk down menstrual memory lane,
why don't you two tell Katherine
the story of how you met?
Oh, you are gonna love this.
Well, we, um, were both at an avant-garde art show,
and the rest was history.
No. Come on.
T-Tell her how it all went down.
Well, okay.
I-I used to leave work at 5:00 on the dot every day,
but one day, for no good reason,
I decided to leave early.
I was walking across the Common
and I see a crowd of people.
They're all gathered around.
And it turns out, there are 10 people dressed
as sea creatures rubbing oil all over themselves.
11... one for every million barrels
that Exxon was dumping into the sea.
That was my first performance piece.
And that's when you locked eyes...
That is when I locked eyes
with the most beautiful octopus I'd ever seen in my life.
How cute is that?
So cute.
I used to make them tell me that story every night
before I went to bed.
They left out the scary Exxon part until I was 8.
But I am just so glad that you two found each other again.
I always felt there was a special connection between you.
Oh.
And I always knew that you would be a big success.
Oh. Really?
See?
Katherine was worried you two would be holding a grudge
about what happened between us in high school.
- Oh, honey, no. - No.
Everyone has their own journey in life.
And you just weren't there yet.
The important thing is,
you are exactly where you should be right now.
To the brides!
Ah. L'chaim!
Alright.
They're nice, huh?
Make a noise if you like them
better than the ankle boots with the square toes.
Hello?
Mommy! You're finally home!
I missed you!
How'd it go?
Oh, we've had a great time.
You know, I've been wondering
who he looks like when he smiles
and I finally realized it's Danny DeVito!
Wait, he smiled?
Oh, yeah. A lot.
Have a look. Look.
See what I mean?
I think it's the round head.
I can't believe I missed his first smile.
Don't worry about it. I have plenty of pictures.
Yeah.
Uh, Inez.
I told you we're not using pacifiers.
It was only for a few minutes.
And he needed some soothing.
And you said he can't feed to sleep.
You didn't listen to me.
And if this is gonna work,
you need to respect me as a mom,
which means following the routine.
And also, not using that annoying baby voice
that makes me feel like I am invisible.
Okay.
I'm sorry.
It's fine. I-I... Yeah.
I think you should go. I just... I need some space.
I forgot how incredible your parents are.
I mean, come on, your dad smells like Christmas.
That's his Douglas Fir aftershave.
He's been wearing it as long as I can remember.
You know, I wonder who I'd be if I had your parents.
My sister?
No, really.
I mean, just with all that love and support.
Knowing they'd accept me no matter what.
I'd probably be a totally different person.
Well...
I love you.
And I'm glad you're not whatever hypothetical person
you'd be with different parents.
Okay.
No, I'll get those. You're the guest.
Well, then, let me be a great one.
Don't twist my words around.
I told you, we are not having
this conversation until after the wedding.
Fine.
Shouldn't be a problem, you used to "tread the boards."
I said fine!
What more do you want?
Oh! Hey, Katherine, do you remember
when I took you and Greta to Swensen's?
Y-You wanted rainbow sherbet on a cone
and... and all they had w-w-was mint chip.
No way.
Two scoops for me!
Thank you.
Wait a minute.
What is this?
You're smuggling crayons out of daycare?
I have to finish Big Bird and I broke my yellow.
Then we'll get you a new box, okay?
I'm already in enough trouble at that institution.
It's okay, I'll turn it down.
Um, go wash up for dinner, okay?
Okay.
There you are.
Hey. I saw I just missed your call.
- How'd the presentation go? - Not great.
I'm still toweling off the flop sweat.
What happened?
Apparently, Professor Craft saw us together.
What's wrong with that?
She has the impression that there's something
going on between us and she's gonna tell the Dean
that you're the one who got me into her class.
Oh, wow.
That's not great.
I should've never let you take that chance for me.
I put your job on the line. I am so sorry.
This is classic Omar.
He doesn't show up to help at all,
then shows up late
and second-guesses every decision I make.
It's really hard to take you seriously
when I am so mesmerized by your skin care routine.
No "thank you" for taking care of Pop,
no appreciation for what we've been going through, nothing.
Okay, but showing up to help in the 11th hour
is better than not showing up at all, isn't it?
No, because Omar doesn't show up just to help.
There is always an angle with him.
What do you think that is?
He doesn't care about putting Pop in a home.
He just wants to make sure that his inheritance
doesn't dwindle away.
Okay, hold on.
When was the last time
Omar showed up and asked for a loan?
You didn't even hear him
when he was trying to tell you
how his T-shirt business is doing great.
I'm sure he wanted to impress his big brother with that
and you just dismissed him.
Like he's still the baby of the family.
That's because he is a baby.
Hm.
Which means you get to be the responsible son.
What are you getting at?
I just think sometimes when it comes to your family,
you like to be the hero,
because then you get to play the martyr.
And that works better for you
than actually having to give up control.
I don't know.
But I know I don't like you right now.
Which means you're gonna have to be the big spoon.
Hm.
Okay.
Come here, baby spoon.
You know, I can't believe your parents
kept so much of your stuff.
I think they're a little obsessed with me.
Check it out, it's my old diary.
"April 14, 1995.
The night is cold and dark, like my soul."
I think that must've been my emo phase.
Oh, I remember.
I mean, you and the cashier at Hot Topic
were on a first-name basis.
I wonder what Travis is up to.
What else does it say?
"I like hanging with Matt and Lucy,
but with Katherine, it's different.
She and I can always talk about the 'real stuff.'"
Oh, God, I was such a dork.
It's true, though.
We can always talk about the, uh, "underlined" real stuff.
You know, um, I sort of overheard your parents
fighting earlier.
Really?
- About what? - I don't know.
I mean, it sounded really tense, though.
Kind of like a rerun of me and Eddie.
Come on.
First, you thought they were gonna hate you,
now you think they hate each other?
Married people fight.
The Lons are fine, I promise.
They are "The Lons."
You're right. You're right.
I mean, my parents were just so different.
I never saw them fight,
or laugh, or even touch each other.
I'm probably just looking for stuff that's not there.
Probably.
Okay.
So do you want to keep talking about our parents,
or would you like to make out
as quietly as humanly possible?
Yes, please.
Okay. Okay.
Can you smile?
Can I see you smile? No?
Oh, come on, bud. Mama needs this.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Okay. Okay.
Our next caller is Casey from Medford.
Hi, Casey.
You're in the room with Dr. Jessica.
Hi, Dr. J.
I lost my mom last year,
and I've been spiraling ever since.
I've struggled on and off with depression
and I've been on a lot of different medications.
Okay. Alright.
But since my mom passed...
Is this what you want?
None of them have been effective.
Is this thing what you want?
I'm starting to wonder if I'll ever feel okay again.
I'm really sorry to hear that.
Are you talking to your doctor?
I am, but I heard your ads for Zyrellin.
- Do you think that could work for me? - Hmm.
Casey, we advertise a lot of things on this station.
And I can't personally vouch for all of them.
But it sounds like... Like it could help.
Do you think it's worth a try?
No.
Zyrellin is basically just your run-of-the-mill vitamins.
There's no research that shows that it helps with depression.
Then why are you advertising it?
That's an excellent question.
But I don't handle the advertising here.
I handle the advice.
And my advice is... Don't waste your money.
Oh-ho-ho!
Mama was wrong about her.
You like that?
You like Mama being wrong?
Yeah? Yeah?
Oh, well, that's great 'cause it happens all the time.
It happens all the time.
Please, keep talking to your doctor...
Yeah...
Oh, thank you.
This has been "In the Room with Dr. Jessica."
And as always, remember to be kind to yourself.
- Hey. - Oh, let me guess.
You want to see me in your office?
Professor.
What's this?
It's my drop form.
Guess you were right all along.
So I just finished teaching a lecture
on "anchoring bias."
Now, I know it's been a minute since you took Psych 101,
but do you remember what that is?
It's a cognitive bias that causes one to rely
too heavily on the first piece of information
that they are given about a topic or a person.
Yes. And it is what's clouded my perspective on you
ever since that first day you came into my class
with no explanation.
All I was able to see is someone who thinks
the rules don't apply to him.
Nicole came to see me yesterday.
She did?
She told me everything.
Everything?
And now I understand why you couldn't tell me the truth.
And I have to say, I was wrong about you.
How could you do that for somebody?
Nicole deserved a second chance.
Everybody does.
You know, I studied psychology
because I wanted to be a therapist.
But my thesis advisor told me I lacked empathy.
You?
Who would've thought?
You're studying to be a drug and alcohol counselor, right?
That's the plan.
Let's make it happen.
Though I believe you owe me a presentation.
Well, what about yesterday?
I'm giving you a second chance.
Now don't blow it this time.
Maggie?
What are you doing here?
I owe you a huge apology.
I had all these horror stories in my head
about women going back to work after maternity leave
getting totally sidelined, and...
I get it.
But just so you know,
Colton didn't tell me what his plans were.
Yeah.
I shouldn't have called you his puppet.
Well, you weren't so far off with that part.
It wasn't until I saw you that I realized
how much he'd been manipulating me.
So I went out in a blaze of glory.
Oh, it was so glorious.
Sorry.
Looks like you're getting your show back.
What's going on here?
What does it look like?
You may have decided to sell our childhood home,
but there's no way you're selling
my childhood along with it.
What are you talking about? I wasn't gonna sell any of this.
I don't know that. I don't know anything.
Because you don't tell me.
No, you're right. You're right.
That's why I came down here.
I should've looped you in.
And just so you know, I don't like always being
the one having to call the shots.
Whoa.
You better not be taking Mom's cookie jar.
What?
Hey, give it back!
You're the one who broke the lid,
and I ended up having to stay up all night
gluing it back together!
Nobody asked you.
You just did it because you wanted to be Mommy's little prince.
Where are the boys?
Oh, they're at your place.
And I have a surprise.
I'm making Renee's famous biscuit pie.
In that case, who cares where they are?
More for me.
More for us.
They can fight over the leftovers.
Mm.
May I?
Yeah, please.
Did I hear them fighting earlier?
Was it about me?
No, no.
They're just talking things out.
They're not fighting.
Aah!
Bro.
They always get into it when they see each other,
like cats and dogs.
Who's what in that scenario?
Rome's the cat.
- Bro, no, don't. - Why you hittin' yourself?
Why you hittin' yourself?
- Okay, that's not funny. - Why you hittin' yourself?
- When I get up... - Why you hittin' yourself?
- I'mma choke you out. - Get up, then. Get up, then.
You know what, though?
If I had one wish,
it'd be for my boys to get along.
And that I'm still alive to see it when they do.
Aah! G... Aah! Aah! No!
Oh, no. Don't you... Oh, don't you dare!
No, Rome! Aah! Aah!
You... You have me screaming.
What are we doing?
I'm beating your ass, that's what I'm doing.
I'm literally on top of you!
I was just plotting my next move.
Why are we acting like this, bro?
We are two grown ass men.
Right about that.
You ever wish we weren't, though?
No worries, no bills.
Pop would be standing right there saying,
"Ay, watch out.
You keep makin' your face like that, it's gonna freeze."
And you'd be like this,
"Oh, that's okay with me, Dad.
I don't care."
And Mom...
Mom would...
still be here.
And Pop would be okay.
He's been bailing me out my entire life.
Nobody has ever had my back like him.
And once he's gone,
it's like there's no safety net.
You feel me?
I guess that's why I've been kind of staying away
because I just...
I just didn't want to see him like that.
I get it.
But we're gonna have to be Pop's safety net now.
And we're gonna have to do what's right for him.
And I'm your big brother,
so I'm always gonna have your back.
I hope you let me have yours sometimes.
I'm really gonna miss this place, man.
Yeah.
Me, too.
Oh, hey.
Bumped your tire pressure up a few ticks.
You're gonna get great gas mileage back to Boston.
Oh, thank you.
Then I guess that's everything.
No, we haven't taken the photo.
And this...
Ta-da!
Is for you, Kat.
Oh.
Thank you.
A-Are you sure?
Of course we're sure. It's a family photo.
You're family.
Alright, everyone over by the fireplace.
Dad, can I use your phone?
Yeah. You bet.
Alright, I'll just set the self-timer.
Everyone kind of, um...
What's this?
What's the matter, honey?
You have a new match?
Dad, why are you on a dating app?
Are you...
A-Are you cheating on Mom?
Uh, no.
No, it's not like that, honey.
Not at all.
We were gonna tell you, uh, but, um,
when we found out that you were engaged, we...
We were so happy that you're happy,
we didn't want to ruin it.
What are you saying?
Your dad and I...
are splitting up.
I don't get it.
They're best friends.
Yeah, but you heard that's all they are now.
Okay, so... so then go on a couple's retreat,
or buy a book about Tantric sex.
Gross. Um, I don't know.
But just... don't get divorced.
I'm so sorry.
You know, but it's like your mom said,
everyone has to go on their own journey.
Maybe this is really what they want.
Sure, now.
But what happens when they're old
and they can't get out of a chair?
Or... Oh... Oh, my God.
What if there were some rando from the Internet?
I mean, this is... They're...
They are gonna regret this.
You know, it wasn't until I left Eddie
that I found you again.
It's just...
My parents were always so solid.
After Julia and I split up, they were the reason
that I thought I could try again.
If they can't make it work,
what makes me think I can?
Listen to me.
That's not gonna be us, okay?
How can you know that?
Because we both got it wrong before.
And we're gonna get it right this time.
I promise.
Okay.
Gina, if I didn't know better,
I'd think Renee made this herself.
Well, thank you, Walter.
That's very sweet of you.
Mmm.
Hey, Pop.
There's something that we need to talk to you about.
Rome and I think it's time to start talking about
getting you into an assisted-living situation.
You mean like a nursing home?
No, no. N-Not... Not like a nursing home.
We're talking about someplace really nice
where you can still be independent
and have all the help that you need.
Those places aren't cheap.
I'm never gonna be able to pay for it.
That's why we wanted to talk to you about the house...
What about my house?
Pop, Omar has a pretty good plan.
We're gonna rent it out.
And I'm gonna manage it.
That way, it stays in the family
and you can stay in assisted living
for as long as you need
without having to worry about anything.
It seems like you two have this all worked out.
We do, Pop.
Okay, then.
Pass me some more of that biscuit pie.
Alright. Right.
Maggie, thank you so much for coming back in.
So I have good news.
I think we're gonna be able to make that weekday slot work.
Really?
Yeah. You know, Dr. Jessica just...
isn't quite ready for prime time.
This has nothing to do with the makers of Zyrellin
pulling all of their advertising from the station?
Uh, I'll be honest with you...
Oh, that's a fun change.
I messed up.
I need you back.
Well, I will come back, uh, with a few conditions.
First of all, I am not advertising Zyrellin.
Not a problem.
After what Dr. Jessica said,
they want nothing to do with us.
Oh, great.
Uh, well, that leads me to my second condition.
I'd like you to meet my new co-host.
She'll do Monday and Wednesday.
I will do Tuesday and Thursday.
And then Fridays we will go head-to-head together.
No way. I can't put her back on after what she said on the air.
Oh, okay.
Well, we're happy to shop our show
to all the other stations in Boston.
Yeah, I'm sure they'd jump at the opportunity to hire
two women with such large, established followings.
Okay. You kn... Alright.
I need to think about it.
Okay.
You think about it,
and then let us know what you and Daddy decide.
We support your choices.
Mm-hmm.
Okay.
Um...
Are you sure about this?
Like I said, you have given such great advice
over the last three months from a perspective
that's different than mine,
and that is a win for everyone.
Mm-hmm.
Is that all it is?
Hm.
I missed his first real smile yesterday.
And I don't want to miss any more of those moments.
Not if I don't have to.
Ugh. You are really good at what you do.
No, I'm not.
- Listen, man... - No, no, no.
You should've seen the look on your face
when I was about to give you a Wet Willie.
Well, listen, fighting you was easier
- when you had hair to pull. - Yeah, okay.
I can't believe a brother half your size
ragdolled you like that.
I didn't think I was gonna get my wish.
Hmm.
Well, guess what? It was my wish, too.
You got soft, man.
- I got soft? - You got soft, bro.
You took Tae Kwon Do at 35.
I didn't say Tae Kwon Do.
I said hot yoga.
- I can't even... I can't even... - This is wonderful.
- You got ragdolled, man. - You feel like...
You feel like a toddler.
I had complete silence, crisp sheets,
and yet I did not sleep at all.
The whole time I'm thinking, "Where is my little guy?
Huh?
Screaming at an octave reserved for harpies
summoning sailors to their doom."
Pbht!
Yeah, he did plenty of that.
Which is why I texted Tía Inez to come over
so that I could take you to dinner.
Yeah, uh...
I don't know if we're gonna be seeing any of her anytime soon.
I, um... I kind of went off on her.
I'm sorry.
She just came back in your life and I messed it up.
- Inez, hi. - Hi.
I didn't think you would come back.
We're family.
And that's what family does.
And you were right.
I should have respected what you wanted.
I have a small confession.
They have Invisalign now. You know?
So if he gets buck teeth from sucking his thumb,
it's no big deal.
Come on in.
Alright, you. No pooping in the bath.
Thank you for staying with me tonight,
Tía Inez.
That's very funny.
Hey.
Is everything okay? Where's Charlie?
Milo and Danny are showing her "The Muppet Movie."
"The Muppet Movie" is a rite of passage.
I can't believe you're missing it.
Well, I had to tell you that Professor Craft
gave me another shot at my presentation.
Oh, my God.
Really?
How did it go?
Well, she completely disagreed with my hypothesis,
but she said it was "well-reasoned."
She gave me a "B."
A "B"? That means you passed.
That's amazing!
She told me you came to see her.
That was really risky. She could have turned you in.
I know, but it was my secret to tell.
And, no, I didn't do it because I felt guilty
or because I was trying to repay you somehow.
I did it because I am your friend.
Thank you.
Now, as your friend...
I suggest we celebrate.
I have some sparkling cider.
Do you want to stay?
Yeah. I do.
Danny. Everything okay?
No. Something is really wrong with Charlie.
What?
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