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Today, of all days,
What's the matter?
From somebody's heart.
Oh, my God. I don't eat my own dick.
You stole $12,000 from me, Jodi, and I need you to pay me back.
I won't be lazy.
(SADIE SLAMS DOOR)
It's 12,000.
That fucking geek.
I'll just take out my AmEx and you pick what stuff you think's good.
Oh, so you're our grandpa?
Moo!
No, no. It's the truth.
What have you heard?
Can you please not talk like that, Catherine?
I feel bad for us. I feel bad for us.
We'll buy one. Shut up, Charlotte.
Billie!
Make a fort? Outside?
Because you're a fucking asshole. He probably killed himself.
I'm gonna slit somebody open like a fish and drink their blood.
I don't know, it makes no sense.
Graham, how are you doing, man?
It isn't, there are safe fruits
I hired John Cleary. He hired me.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I took a late shower. Why are you busting my balls?
Minogue meeting his wife
I'm not 40. Of course you are.
I'm coming, I'm coming.
Oh, it's a high compliment.
My hard-ons are still in analog. This shit's digital.
Hey, Jack.
You don't like me. I can feel that.
I mean, he called me a bitch. What am I supposed to say?
It's incredible. John Lennon drew it.
You give me a boner.
I don't know what you're talking about. All rock stars are older now.
They definitely look way better on her than they do on you.
Would this be a good moment to sneak out?
CHARLOTTE: Hello?
Don't do that. What am I doing?
We're going to blink, and be 90. What?
I'm sorry. Okay.
No, he's lonely.
Okay.
Do you want to try them on?
The big one.
Hey, Graham.
And you guys are nuts, and I agree.
Pete. Wait, Pete!
Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wander what you are, above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky, twinkle twinkle little star, how I wander what you areeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee The end
we're golden.
White wine? Yeah.
I just figured out what your problem is.
Would we even still be together
You can still surprise me.
He's making a "hot-or-not" list.
I really am, because, I mean...
You want a blowjob?
I didn't. I would never. To a child?
I'm turning 38.
On the house?
I like to leave some wiggle room.
so I have no other options. (PHONE BEEPS)
And then I'm gonna come back and light you on fire.
So, you're saying that if we're arguing,
Just try to breathe through your nose.
Don't say that.
Kill me, kill me! All right, the kids are murdered.
I don't wanna get on the table.
N/A N/A
I told you, honey, that's because of the egg donor.
You gotta tighten your belt. You gotta go home, sit down,
That is the worst birthday present you could ever give someone.
(GIGGLING)
Huh.
It's cool, buddy. You don't have to explain your girlfriend to me.
Stop it. Dad, stop.
(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING)
I know I don't fuck like Prince. Uh-uh.
That's creating a strain.
Yeah, just like drift into a coma from which she never awakens.
What are you doing?
I have a life. I have a family.
And you're not giving him money anymore, right?
You look pretty good. Your hair is different.
Cowgirl
I would like to rear up and jackknife my legs
Multiple times a day?
We really need the store to work.
You don't have to like it. It's really not for you, that's fine.
Can I watch Lost?
But I always do.
just annoys the shit out of each other.
I did and I don't now.
No, Scotch doesn't expire.
I don't even know you.
With what? I can't afford it.
Okay, Catherine, I think we know what's happening now.
No, I don't think it's weird at all.
Yeah, maybe she has underwear that has a picture of a vagina painted on it.
Thank you. Fuck.
Did I tell you that my son's going to Stanford?
But don't give me money, because I'm not worth it.
She's talking about all the lending and the borrowing and...
Can you believe it? This is the craziest thing ever.
That's such a shame.
All right. See you.
She is up to no good. She's not allowed to come over here anymore.
That's what he said. (LAUGHS)
I thought maybe we could go to a coffeehouse or something.
It's not like One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest.
We won't see her now for the whole day.
Not really. Three months, still.
Do you want to see pictures of the kids?
Yes, yes, I'm hitting on you.
This is a bunch of F-ing S. You're acting like a B.
(HONKING)
don't you relate to it? No.
and only use the computer...
Do
I grind all night.
Hey, Mom, we were wondering if we can use the computer to iChat?
It was a cry for help.
Why are you in a bathrobe? It's the middle of the afternoon.
(SINGING ALONG)
(PARTS)
It's so nice.
Hey. Hey.
And you're putting them into your mouth.
One day, you're going to blink and you're going to be 90.
Half of...
It is my instinct to come into the bathroom
DEBBIE: That's really bad, Sadie.
Can you imagine?
It's you. You're the asshole.
No! God, no. They're selfish assholes.
They hate your fucking bob.
Yeah, well, let's get you to the podiatrist.
You have got to reverse it. You have got to show him
Or is that too hard to do with your high blood pressure?
Come on. You were liking it. Forget it. Forget it.
(GROANS) Don't disrespect me.
Yes, then we get another grandpa.
I'm not hungry.
I'm sorry. I'm just being protective of the store.
Are you serious?
How many of those are you gonna eat?
Look at this. She's making out with somebody.
But please, take care of yourself.
Yeah. Yeah.
And Pete is gonna be so happy.
No computer. Listen to your mom.
Like this.
Yeah.
Well, I'm fucking sick of it.
But...
This is a job. This is not a hobby.
PETE: Oh, my God! So incredible.
You know, do some research, make some calls.
That's true. He wasn't dirty.
Line up for murder! Come on!
I Don'ts Want to Go to Chicos, J Jill, and Ann Taylor Loft!
She seems nice.
Graham Parker & The Rumour.
I don't want a turbo penis.
and they don't really know that they're offering too much.
The therapist said you're not allowed to judge me.
There's a lot of inventory out there.
The Haircut One Hundred, not so much.
I'm gonna light you all on fire.
We have to get more involved in school.
(AIRPLANE FLYING OVERHEAD)