Original subtitles

Previously on Swingtown:

We are not swingers. Don't forget.

Janet and Roger are the ones who left.

SUSAN: Let's promise that it will only be that one time.

Susan told me they made a pact to stay exclusive. Maybe they need

a little friendly nudge back in the right direction.

DOUG: Welcome back, everyone. Today marks

the official midway point for our summer session.

How do you see me?

I think...

I think...

We're having a housewarming next weekend.

You look nice.

Thanks.

So, what, is she your girlfriend now?

Oh. It's a party, Janet. Let people eat.

JANET: Susan, she's ruining your party.

SUSAN: It's not my party.

And that is not my wallpaper.

(people gasping)

ROGER: Sorry.

ROGER: You've been cheating?

No. Me and Susan and Tom and Trina

on the Fourth of July. Geez, Rog,

do I really have to spell this out for you?

I want us to be completely open from now on.

BRUCE: Open how?

SUSAN: All options on the table.

BRUCE (laughing): You want to go again?

(Susan laughing hysterically)

SUSAN: We're gonna wake the neighbors.

I think they'd approve.

Or we could just invite 'em over.

Bruce!

You said all options on the table.

Okay, mister, two

can play at this.

Only two? Boring.

(mumbles) (laughs)

Mmm. Mmm.

(moaning)

Morning, folks.

This is Captain Decker.

We've reached our cruising altitude of 33,000 feet.

The air up here is smooth and clear,

so feel free to stretch out

and mingle with your fellow passengers.

Been helming the Miami/O'Hare route for the past

seven years now, and it has been my pleasure serving you,

but all good things must come to an end,

so after today, I will be

leaving you in the steady hands of my newly-promoted co-captain,

Mr. Rick Gilmore.

(knocking)

As for me, I will be piloting Pan Meridian's new service

to Tokyo starting next week.

I hope to see you good people

on that long flight to the Far East very soon.

(whoosh of static)

Konichiwa, Captain.

In a restricted area, ma'am.

I'm gonna have to ask you to find your seat.

Is this one taken?

Well, folks, it seems I have my hands full up here,

so I invite you to kick back, relax,

and enjoy the ride.

(whoosh of static)

And that goes double for you.

I come to speak with the counsel.

LAURIE: What sounds better,

shrimp-stuffed peppers or garlic chicken Milanese?

I wouldn't eat either one.

Good. I'm not making it for you.

SUSAN: We better pick up

some flashlight batteries.

Oh, and bug spray.

The mosquitoes nearly ruined the entire trip

for Janet last year, remember?

Yeah, vividly. Morning, kiddos.

Off to a late start. Thought you guys wanted

to get a jump on the weekend.

Yeah, we, uh, kind of did.

Load the car, please.

Right.

(TV plays quietly)

Something you want to say?

Nope.

Good.

(muffled laugh)

Bologna... check.

Triscuits...

check.

Muffin tins, check.

Oven cleaner.

Oh.

Hey, did you find your tackle box?

No. No, I didn't.

Well, I'm sure there's plenty of lures

at Bruce and Susan's cabin.

Not that you two ever catch any prize winners.

What's the matter?

You've been mopey all morning.

I don't know if it's a good idea for us to go this weekend.

What are you talking about? Are you feeling all right?

No.

No, actually, I'm not.

I'm sorry.

Call and tell them we can't make it.

SUSAN: If anything unexpected happens

and you can't reach us, call the McConnells.

I mean, all the emergency numbers are on the pad

near the fridge.

It's two days, Mom.

I can handle it. (laughs)

Oh, the Thompsons are going to be dropping Rick off any minute.

Don't let those boys give you a hard time.

(phone rings) I-I told BJ you're in charge.

Hello?

Yup, hang on, Mrs. Thompson.

Hi, Janet. Ready when you are.

So, how was Miami?

Oh, hot and sweaty.

The weather was nice, though.

(laughs)

Hi, guys.

Welcome home.

I forgot you guys were coming back today.

Don't even look at that wallpaper.

I'm embarrassed it's still there.

Your mail.

I hope it wasn't a problem. No, not at all.

We were just trying to scoot out of town ourselves.

I saw the fishing poles, and where you off to?

Uh, Door County, Wisconsin.

Susan's family has a cabin on the lake.

Oh, how romantic. BRUCE: Yeah, kind of.

We're driving up with the Thompsons.

Actually, we're not.

Janet just called and cancelled.

Something about Roger having the flu.

In the middle of summer?

I know. I'm so sick of playing this game with her.

I mean, all we did was move a few blocks away.

I'm sorry.

BRUCE: Ah, we still

got the lake breeze and the fresh pine.

And each other.

Sounds pretty good to me. Yeah.

(Trina laughs)

Why don't you join us?

TRINA: Oh,

Susan, Tom didn't mean for you to invite us.

SUSAN: No, I-I'm serious.

Let it be our turn to show you guys a good time,

right, Bruce?

Absolutely.

Uh, plenty of room.

TOM: You know me.

I'm always up for an adventure.

Are you sure?

Then let's do it.

Great. (laughter)

Captioning sponsored by CBS PARAMOUNT NETWORK TELEVISION

* Give it up, give it up

* Give it up, give it up *

* Ah, ah, ah *

* Give it up for love

* Ah, ah, ah *

* Give it up for love.

TRINA: This is beautiful.

BRUCE: Susan's been coming here forever.

TOM: Your grandfather built this place?

Great grandfather.

It was originally intended

to be a church retreat, believe it or not.

Half the town used to congregate here on Sundays.

Grandpa Lyons used to minister here

after a fallout with the local parish.

Sounds scandalous.

You can read all about it in those log books.

They-They go back to the turn of the century.

Uh, bedrooms are through there. Take your pick.

You catch any bass in that lake?

BRUCE: Yeah, I try to. Uh, sometimes I think

the fish can smell the city on me.

Let's get settled, and we'll rig up the boat.

SUSAN: Uh, hold on.

First things first, Bruce.

Right.

I almost forgot.

Something we should know?

Uh, we have a little tradition.

Newcomers have to jump in the lake first thing.

No toe-testing, all the way in.

It's not mandatory, of course.

Your weekend, your rules.

Come on, Tom. Let's go put on our suits.

(Trina laughs)

What are we doing?

Let's not overthink it.

Okay.

(footsteps approaching)

Looks like you're feeling better.

Yeah.

Guess so.

You know, if we get on the road right now,

there's still time to salvage the weekend.

I'm happy right where I am.

Roger, what is going on?

You've been acting peculiar

ever since Bruce and Susan's housewarming.

Maybe I'm just tired

of spending all of our free time with them, you know?

I mean, what do the four of us really have in common anyway?

How about, uh, ten years of birthdays

and-and Easter dinners and Thanksgivings?

They were our neighbors.

They lived across the street from us.

Susan is more than just a neighbor.

Look, I know

things have changed, and...

But if we go up there, and-and we do all the things

we've always done together, maybe...

Maybe things can change back.

What if it's already too late?

I don't accept that.

Hey, gaywad!

(children shouting)

What kind of putz mows the lawn

when his parents are out of town?

I thought yours decided not to go.

So, why should that ruin our weekend?

Grab your bike. Let's book over to Vintage Vinyl.

They just got a bunch of Kiss bootlegs in from Holland.

BJ!

Oh, great, it's Rapunzel.

Hey, Samantha. Are you done

mowing the lawn? My mom's trying to sleep.

What, is her mom a vampire?

Kind of.

Tell her I'm finished.

Hey, we're gonna go buy records. You want to come?

SAMANTHA: Where are you going?

Vintage Vinyl.

It's in Evanston.

Hold on.

Are you kidding me?

What is your problem?

Why can't you just be nice to her?

I don't think she has a lot of friends.

Big shock.

*

Lookin' good, ladies.

(Trina laughs)

Oh, what a gorgeous day.

Thanks for inviting us.

Thanks for coming.

I love how spontaneous you and Tom are.

(laughs)

You know, I had to plan this weekend

a year in advance with Janet, and she still cancelled.

Sounds like she's really testing your friendship.

She thinks we've changed somehow.

Oh.

Um, what do you think?

* For real...

Maybe she's right.

Things have changed a lot in the last two weeks.

You mean since our night together?

* If what you're looking for (laughs): Oh.

* Is real love...

Things seem really good

with you and Bruce. Got a nibble.

Yeah.

Trina, remember

what I told you that night at the Playboy Club,

about the pact that Bruce and I made?

To keep your relationship exclusive.

We, um,

had another talk about it last weekend,

and decided to try

to open ourselves up a little bit after all.

Meaning?

We haven't exactly defined it yet.

Right now we're just trying to be open

and honest with each other

about how we feel

about, uh...

everything.

That's the only way it works.

TOM: Wait a minute!

BRUCE: No, no, don't rock the boat! I got a bite!

I got a fish! I got a fish! Close the net!

It's stuck on something... I have to get a picture of this.

I think it's a big one!

Get the net!

(screams)

(shutter clicks, Susan and Trina laugh)

I got it.

(laughing)

TRINA: Hey, boys! Over here!

We're okay.

Guys, we are officially into the homestretch here.

Two weeks from today you'll have the AP credit out of the way.

You'll be able to enjoy

the sunshine without pondering what Nietzsche

or Camus might have to say about it.

Raise your hands if you thought this class

was excruciatingly long and slow.

(scattered laughter) Hmm, okay.

How many of you thought these six weeks just zipped by?

All right, you all get "A's."

(laughter) Kidding.

In the spirit of fleeting moments,

your next assignment will be to write an essay

on the subjective nature of time,

drawing from any of the philosophers we've been studying.

(school bell rings) That's it.

Have a good weekend, everybody.

(indistinct chatter)

It's a cool assignment: the subjective nature of time.

Faster, slower, older, younger...

It's all perception, right?

Yes.

Um...

Laurie, I think we should talk.

Me, too.

Here.

That fish was huge, and I nearly had it in the boat.

BRUCE: Yeah, all right, all right.

I messed up. I take full responsibility.

Yeah, I want that in writing.

It'll be noted in the log book, I promise.

And don't forget to mention just how big it was.

Size isn't everything, dear.

I think I'll go rinse off.

Yeah, the water's hot, but there's not a lot of it, so...

Well, a little hot water goes a long way.

Well, I could get it started for you.

Or we could... all get in together.

Your cabin, your rules.

Uh, Susan?

Okay.

(door opens)

JANET: Knock, knock!

Surprise...

Susan, what's going on?

Hey, kids.

I didn't know this weekend was going to be a three-way.

Janet, let's go. Sorry to interrupt.

BRUCE: No, whoa-whoa, Rog.

He's just joking.

What, what are you two doing here?

What are we doing here?

Well, you said Roger wasn't feeling well.

I mean, you said you weren't coming.

Well, it never occurred to me

you had our replacements all lined up.

Um, let's not make a deal about this.

Tom, let's go get dressed.

You two drove all this way

and we practically invited ourselves.

Hold on a minute, Trina. Susan?

Uh...

Why doesn't everybody just stay?

In two bedrooms?

How does that work?

We're gonna turn back around.

No, I don't want you to do that.

Look, there's plenty of room.

We can figure this out. Please?

It's up to you.

I suppose we can manage one night.

Of course, we'll need more food. We were

just going to head to the market.

You know what? I-I'm going to go.

Okay, you guys can dry off.

Roger, I'm going to come with you.

Just give me a sec to put something on.

I don't suppose anybody

took the time to wipe down the kitchen?

No.

LOGAN: Hey, Laurie.

Long time no see.

Where have you been hiding?

I haven't been hiding. I've been studying.

Summer school should be about over by now, isn't it?

Two weeks.

Summer always flies, right?

I'll see ya.

I came back for you, you know.

That night after the play, I drove around the block.

I circled back for you.

Where'd you go?

You left me downtown without a ride, Logan,

so... I found one.

With who?

Does it really matter?

There's a bonfire at North Beach tonight.

Be cool if you were there.

My parents are out of town. I'm watching my brother.

But even if I weren't,

I wouldn't be going to the bonfire.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

Yeah.

Okay.

Bye, Logan.

ROGER: How's the whitefish?

WOMAN: Fresh as it gets.

Practically leapt into my husband's boat this morning.

Bruce and Tom won't be happy to hear that.

Oh, well, fine. We'll get something else.

No, no, I meant Bruce and Tom

flipped the boat over this morning trying to catch fish.

(laughs): It was hysterical.

Two whitefish, please.

Roger, are you okay?

Oh, yeah, yeah, I just had, like,

a 24-hour flu or something. No, no,

I-I mean...

I know it's awkward with Tom and Trina here,

but... you and Janet called and cancelled. I just...

You don't, you don't have to explain yourself to me.

I'm sorry we crashed your party.

You didn't crash anything. You were invited.

Well, with us here, I doubt it'll be the kind of weekend

you expected to have with your new friends.

WOMAN: Here you are. All right, thank you.

All right, we should...

we should go.

Wow!

Where'd you learn to split wood like that?

Boy Scouts. (chuckles)

I'm trying to imagine you as a Boy Scout.

Well, it didn't all stick.

But I can still light a fire,

rig a sail and whittle a tiny totem pole.

You whittle? Oh, yeah.

Big whittler.

Hey, listen, Tom.

Um... I-I'm really sorry

about the unexpected guests.

Don't worry about it.

Hey, whatever the party is, that's the party I'm at.

Man, everything just rolls right off you, doesn't it?

Waves coming at you a little fast these days?

You know, I'm just aware these are

potentially dangerous waters Susan and I are wading into.

It's not that complicated.

You want to keep it open, gotta keep it honest.

Okay. JANET: Lemonade, gentlemen?

Hey! What's cookin', good-looking?

What's cooking is a batch of my brownies.

World-famous recipe. Mmm...

Well, if they're anything like your lemonade,

we are in for a treat.

BRUCE: The lady does make a mean brownie,

I gotta give her that. Thank you.

You ever seen a man split a log, Jan?

Can't say that I have.

Well, now look who's in for a treat.

I'll take this in.

Enjoy.

Oh! (laughs)

(door opens)

Who's winning the he-man contest?

Tom, hands down.

I didn't mean to abandon you with Janet.

I have a feeling she might loosen up.

Uh, yeah, step away from the stove.

You don't want to mess with Janet's brownies.

Just adding something to give it a little extra kick.

You know, I'm guessing that isn't oregano.

(chuckles): We could all stand

to mellow out a bit tonight, don't you think?

Hey, hon. How's the market?

Fine.

I'm going to check on Janet.

Bruce, would you start cleaning the fish?

* Free my soul

* Want to get lost in your rock... *

RICK: Who lives here, Sonny and Cher?

BJ: Be quiet, Rick.

You're sure this is worth it?

They have a stereo and a pool.

I'm not getting arrested just so I can see some freaky house.

It's not some freaky house. It's Freak Central.

Whoa!

*

* Wash away my troubles, wash away my pain *

* With the rain in Shambala...

Susan, the fish is perfect.

Roger's idea.

All I did was point and pay.

* ...the rain in Shambala

* Ah, ooh, ooh...

(sighs)

* Ah, ooh, ooh...

Susan, those cabin journals are fascinating.

There's one entry

from 1948.

All it says is,

"I'm as lonesome as Topaz."

That would be Great Aunt Sally.

* Everyone is lucky

* Everyone is so kind

I'll get the brownies.

Everyone, just sit.

I got it.

* Ah, ooh, ooh

* Yeah, yeah...

I wonder what Aunt Sally was like.

Did you know her, Bruce?

Only in legend.

She never married.

Everyone said she was damn happy about it.

Except for the lonesome part.

I doubt you two had much in common.

Why is that?

I just... can't imagine

you've ever had a lonely moment

in your entire life.

There's a lot about me

you don't know, Janet.

You should learn to control your prejudices.

Well, that's a laugh coming from you.

I'm sorry?

I know how you feel about me, Trina.

I mean, you wrote it on Susan's wall, for Pete's sake.

What was it? Um, "Killjoy"?

TOM: You might want

to help Susan with those brownies.

Oh, yeah.

TRINA: Nun's habit?

I don't even know what you're talking about,

though I'm sorry I missed it.

This is a complete disaster.

What was I thinking?

Just let Janet and Trina work it out.

It's not about you.

Of course it's about me.

I'm the one who invited the Deckers.

You know, it's like...

it's like the minute I make a few changes

in my life, Janet starts behaving

like... like a forgotten child.

Not that Trina's making things any easier.

Can't argue with you on that.

And then there's Roger.

He can barely look me in the eye.

It's like I've done something unspeakable.

I... (clears throat)

What?

Uh, I-I probably should've told you this earlier,

but-but I-I kind of mentioned to-to Roger

that we'd done some experimenting

with the Deckers.

You what?

What is the matter with you?

You should really try to learn to lighten up.

Might do you some good.

Oh, you know what the problem is, Trina,

is that I'm not going anywhere.

You're not gonna get rid of me.

Anything else I should know?

Uh, yeah, um...

uh, about those brownies...

I didn't write anything about you

on Susan's wall, Janet; that's paranoid.

Oh, and I suppose it was just an accident

that you sent me to the basement

on the Fourth of July.

You must have really enjoyed yourself.

Let's send the boring, stupid housewife

to wander off into an orgy...

That's enough, both of you.

Roger...

you and I need to talk.

Everyone else, have a pot brownie.

They're delicious.

Pot brownie? What's she talking about?

World-famous recipe. Trina, can you stop

pushing everyone's buttons for five minutes?

You laced my brownies?

Loosen up, Janet.

You're on vacation.

I'll be outside.

(door closing)

* In the halls of Shambala

* Ah, ooh, ooh

I'll get the car.

No.

What are you doing?

We came here for a reason, Roger.

Now go outside and find Susan.

We are staying.

* Shambala...

And I am going to eat a pot brownie.

* Ooh, yeah

* On the road to Shambala.

* Ooh...

* There's a port...

Well, I feel nothing.

It takes time.

Maybe you didn't make them right.

Maybe you should eat another.

Oh, bad idea, Jan.

Trust me on this one.

Hello.

Let's play a game.

Oh, oh, how about pinochle?

I was thinking something a little simpler.

ROGER: Susan?

I know that Bruce told you

what we did at Tom and Trina's party,

and I... Hey, your marriage

is none of my business. I'm not judging you.

Well, it's why you cancelled this weekend, isn't it?

Yeah.

I guess it's a little hard for me to see

how Janet and I fit into your new lifestyle.

There's no "lifestyle," Roger.

Why didn't you just talk to me about it?

You and I don't really have that kind of relationship.

We've been friends for years.

Yeah, sure, you're friends with Janet,

and I'm friends with Bruce,

but I didn't think that we could...

you know, that you and I could have a...

I didn't know how to talk to you about it.

Does... Janet know?

Not from me.

Oh, she, uh...

she idolizes you.

I don't want to be idolized.

What do you want?

Just to be happy.

You got a great house and a great family.

What more do you need to be happy?

That's a good question.

Roger...

are you happy?

Mostly.

Good.

I'm glad.

(snickers)

(metal clanging)

WOMAN (on TV): I wasn't long, was I? (doorbell rings)

MAN (on TV): Not at all, Mrs. Dietrichson.

Hope I've got my face on straight.

Perfect, for my money.

Neff is the name, isn't it?

DOUG: Hi. You're late.

Uh, well, I would have called,

but your note didn't have a phone number, so...

Well, come on in. I'm just cleaning up.

Wow, you made dinner.

Poulet provence.

It's kind of gross. You didn't miss much.

My parents are out of town,

so I thought I'd try and cook.

Uh, Laurie, I shouldn't be here right now.

I thought you wanted to talk.

You're right.

Um, look, about what happened in the library last week...

um, that was...

Just a kiss. It's not that big a deal.

No, that was a very big deal.

I'm your teacher.

Only for two more weeks.

Well, if I did anything to...

I don't... you know, uh,

lead you to think that... that...

I-I just want to say I'm-I'm sorry.

I just want to apologize.

You didn't.

We were alone, surrounded by books,

and Dylan was playing.

I practically jumped you.

I like you, Laurie.

I do. I really do.

I mean, you're smart. You're funny.

I value your input in class.

You know that, but this... this can't happen.

It...

MAN (on TV): I wish you'd tell me what's engraved on that anklet.

Just my name.

DOUG: Laurie?

Sorry.

PBS is doing a film noir week.

Oh, Barbara Stanwyck.

Oh, wow, this is Double Indemnity.

Ah.

One of the rare occasions I wish I owned a TV.

You don't own a TV?

Nah, conscientious objector.

Then stay.

Watch it with me.

45 miles an hour.

How fast was I going, officer?

Who wants a shot?

No, thanks.

You know, you're stealing from them.

Yeah, this from the girl who showed us

how to break into their house.

(coughing)

RICK (laughing): Whoa.

That's smooth gin.

You want to go in?

You first.

(laughing): Sucker.

You are so dead.

No.

(both laughing)

(squeals)

BRUCE: It's right foot yellow.

(laughing) (Melanie's "Brand New Key" plays)

Hey, hey, hey, watch the goods, little missy.

I warned you. I was a cheerleader.

Okay, spin it!

Okay, Trina, right hand green.

Right hand green.

Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry.

Hurry, hurry. (squealing)

I can't do it.

I win! I win!

I win! I win! I win! I win!

Oh, oh, you're too much for me, lady.

Flattery will get you nowhere with me, mister.

Okay, who wants to play again?

No. I'm afraid I must bow to the queen.

Oh.

You know, if this were high school,

you'd be my new best friend.

Oh, no, if this were high school,

you wouldn't even be talking to me.

You're probably right.

I was too busy making out with the bad boys.

(laughs)

You know what I was like in high school?

Exactly the same as I am now,

but with saddle shoes. (all laugh)

I know-- sexy, right?

I thought you were a cheerleader.

Only on weekends.

Ooh, it's always the quiet ones, isn't it?

Roger wishes.

I have never done anything wild and crazy

in my entire life.

Maybe tonight's the night.

* Some people say I've done all right for a girl *

* Oh, yeah, oh, yeah...

(gasps): Trina.

I have an idea.

(laughing): Oh, crap. Wow. Now, see...

you want to use a little wrist action.

Check it out.

Whoo!

Okay, wrist action?

Yeah, it might come in handy

at one of Tom and Trina's parties.

(both chuckle)

Oh! Ooh...

Hey, you think Tom skips stones?

(imitates Tom): Hey, man, you can skip or not.

Whatever you're into.

(laughs)

BRUCE: You guys okay out here?

Much better.

Good.

How's it going in there?

Is that laughter or screaming I'm hearing?

Little of both.

I think Janet's buzz is definitely peaking.

(laughter)

I better go check on her.

(shrieking laughter)

Ally, ally, all come free!

You guys in, or what?

Shall we?

* I've got brand-new pair of roller skates... *

* I think that we should get together *

* And try them on to see

* La-la, la-la-la

* La-la, la-la-la *

* La-la, la-la-la, la

* I've got a brand-new pair of roller skates *

* You got a brand-new key...

(singing along with tape player)

* Whoa, whoa-whoa-oo, shout it, shout it *

* Shout it out loud...

Rick's wasted.

Make sure he sleeps face down.

Most girls get advice

about boys and make-up from their moms.

Mine tells me how not to puke in my sleep.

Have you ever been drunk?

Nah, I don't want to end up like my mom.

Or anybody else in this neighborhood.

So how come this place is Freak Central?

They have these parties.

I've seen them sometimes.

You wouldn't believe it if I told you.

My parents are with them this weekend.

I can't really imagine them doing anything weird.

They're like the definition of normal.

Everything looks normal on the outside.

* Shout it, shout it, shout it out... *

(flames crackling)

Honey? Hmm?

Can you get my hair?

Mm-hmm.

Mmm, that's nice.

So... Roger and I will just sleep on the porch.

Oh, no, no. You guys take the bed.

Man, I dig the night air.

No, no, it's fine.

I'll just get some blankets.

SUSAN: I have an idea.

How about girls in one room and boys in the other?

(laughs)

You mean, like a sleepover.

That could be fun.

Works for me.

(giggles)

Good night, honey.

Good night.

Good night. Good night, Roger.

Good night.

Meet me on the porch in 20 minutes.

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So... what do you think?

I know I'm supposed to go along

with the whole femme fatale thing.

I just wish powerful women

weren't always portrayed as evil.

It's like a poisonous spider that has to be exterminated.

Fred MacMurray wasn't

exactly a paragon of virtue, though.

Yeah, but the movie practically blamed

all of his bad behavior on her.

God, why are men so paranoid?

Not all men are.

At least she had great hair.

There is that, yes.

This works, you know.

You and me.

Uh...

But you have to go, don't you?

Yes, I do.

(car door opens and closes)

(engine starts)

(giggling)

I had so much fun tonight.

Me, too.

Me, too.

I can't remember the last time

I slept with anyone other than Roger.

(chuckles)

No, not that I ever slept with anyone but Roger.

I just mean... sleep, as in actual sleeping.

Hmm.

Tom's starting a new job, flying to Tokyo next week.

A lot of nights apart.

Are you worried?

I'm not worried. I'm just...

Lonesome?

As Topaz.

Don't worry.

You can always call us.

(crickets chirring)

(owl hooting)

Hey.

(sighs)

Did we actually all survive this?

Yeah, I think so.

Of course tomorrow's another day.

There isn't really a handbook

for what we're going through right now, is there?

No, there isn't.

We're...

We're okay though, right?

Yeah. We're okay.

(birds singing)

(snoring)

(moans)

Mm, morning.

What am I wearing?

That's mine.

Where are my clothes?

Last I remember, you threw them in the fireplace.

(Rick groans)

RICK: My head.

Where the hell are we?

(Bruce moans softly)

(Susan moans softly)

Is that pancakes?

ROGER: Morning.

BRUCE: Hey, morning.

We have blueberry and banana pancakes.

I couldn't find any walnuts.

You're leaving?

Well, you know Roger.

He always likes to be the first one on the road.

I thought you'd stay.

It's... It's time for us to go.

Morning. Hey.

I hope you guys don't mind,

but Tom and I decided to get back today.

I got my first big flight Monday; I want to be ready.

Of course.

Why don't we stay, Janet?

Okay.

Trina, are you sure you don't have time for pancakes?

There's plenty.

Sure.

Always have time for pancakes.

* Hello, old friend

* Hello, old friend

* It's really good to see you once again *

* Hello, old friend

* Hello, old friend

* It's really good to see you once again *

* Aah-aah

* I saw you walking underneath the stars *

* I couldn't stop 'cause I was in a car *

* I'm sure the distance wouldn't be too far *

* If I got out and walked to where you are *

* Hello, old friend

* Hello, old friend...

BRUCE: Suse, you coming?

Just a sec.

* Hello, old friend

* Hello, old friend

* It's really good to see you once again *

* Aah-aah

* Hello, old friend

* Hello, old friend

* It's really good to see you once again *

* Hello, old friend...

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