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Yes, Dad, I'm going to the premiere with
Michael.

Yes, I'll wait if I get on TV.

No, I won't yell at the name of where
you work. Yahoo!

Yes! He's coming to visit. My dad's
coming to visit.

We're going to hang out. My dad and I
are going to hang out.

Hi,

Daddy. Tell your boss I'll say where you
work. And I love you.

Yahoo! Yeah!

Water slide, baseball, here we come.
Yahoo!

Watching the time pass, can't wait to
get out and hang out with my friends,

out what's new.

Progressing on who, and who's better
with who.

It's a whole new page, in the pages of
my magazine.

Pitches, journals.

Oh, but Wilder, please do something
else. You can't write about who would

a battle between a mosquito and a
praying mantis. It's the praying mantis,

only by wing.

Rebecca, I loved your idea on students'
favorite holidays. It'll be a great

read.

Favorite holiday?

That's easy.

My birthday. My mom always puts on a
theme party.

On my 10th birthday, we dress up as our
favorite opera character.

But that was the year I realized that
kids don't like opera.

For me, Christmas wins.

The gifts, the parties, the endless
debate on what exactly Nog is?

Nope, it's Thanksgiving.

It's a time to surround yourself with
kind and caring people. You know, the

help. You guys are all wrong. Only one
holiday reigns supreme, and that is

Groundhog Day.

February 2nd? Really?

What do you do to celebrate?

What everyone else in the world does.

Watch Wyerton Willie on TV, open
presents, sing Groundhog Carols.

And nibble on the giant wheel of cheese.

Oh, Groundhog Day. Oh, Groundhog Day.
When will the springtime finally come?

Who's going to tell him? Not me. I have
to tell him he couldn't use the Board of

Education for surfing. And explain why.

That's three hours I'll never get back.

Somebody has to, or it's six more weeks
of humiliation.

Wimped. I'll do it. But I hate being the
bearer of bad news when I can't feel

good about it.

Oh, Groundhog Day. Oh, Groundhog Day.

There smells like a sugar plum.

So, you know, since my article's early,
I'm hoping I can take the rest of the

afternoon off to hang with my dad. Sure,
Noah. You deserve it.

Thanks.

He's so busy, you know.

Partner at his law firm.

Tons of cases. Dramatic closing
arguments.

Well, learning takes a lot of time.

No, I don't even remember when my dad
and I last hung out.

I remember a fort being built in the
backyard and a puppet show at the mall.

Now, I haven't been this psyched in
forever.

Spending a day with your dad is the best
kind of day in the world. Woo!

Hi,

Daddy.

You want to hang out?

Oh, Davies. Do that thing you do.

What's taking Rebecca so long? Is she
matching her sensible shoes with her

pocket protector?

Ready to go.

What in the name of all that is ugly?

Don't be like this is a movie premiere.
That's some honky -tonk hoedown. What's

that supposed to mean?

Really? That wasn't direct enough?

Could have cracked up a little bit,
Rebecca.

Celebrity blogger Sanchez -Bilton is
going to tear that outfit apart.

What's wrong with my outfit?

I don't know.

It's like your face doesn't match your
neck.

The outfit, Michael. I was asking you to
critique the outfit.

I don't have that kind of time.

Let's just go.

You said you wanted to pick up things at
the drive over.

And it would be best if you just waited
in the limo. And maybe if your hair was,

uh... No, you.

See, the way I see it is if everyone
drove flying cars, there'd be way less

traffic. I mean, on the road, because,
well, obviously, you know. And in the

sky, because you got all that up.

I'm with you, Dad. Road trip next
summer. Pack the birdseed. Yeah. Hey,

on, do you want to go build a fort in
the backyard?

Then maybe see some puppets at the mall?

Why, no. We haven't done that in nearly
four days. Yeah.

So, Amanda, do you want to stay for
dinner? I'm making spaghetti sandwiches.

I have to think of some excuse so this
will be less awkward next time.

Yeah, right.

Things are a bit different at your
house, aren't they?

Oh. I guess your dad doesn't cook.

There's no shame.

No, I mean, like, your favorite holiday?

Yeah, Groundhog Day.

Oh, Groundhog Day, oh, Groundhog...
Wilder, I have to tell you... The best

is when I have my afternoon nap.

Groundhog Garth does the shadow shuffle
to wake me up. Wilder, it isn't a real

holiday.

I beg your pardon?

People have superstitions of buck
-toothed rodents predicting the spring.

but... Songs and gifts? Nobody does
that, Wilder.

I think it's time for you to go.

I'm sorry. I just didn't want you to
embarrass yourself.

Get out.

Or as Groundhog Darth would say.

What about our homework?

I can finish this connect -the -dots
puzzle on my own, thank you.

It's algebra.

Sure you want to do this, Dad?

I have never been more sure in my life.

All the planning, the waiting, the focus
testing. Today, it comes to fruition.

You want a free smoothie?

I'm a winner. I want a free smoothie.

Oh, I'm out of here.

Hello, DJ?

Yeah, you're going to have to find
yourself a new gossip guy because I

Why? Because I'm on a free ride to
Smoothie Town. That's why.

140, 140.

They always do. One extra large, extra
free smoothie to go, please.

That's not from here.

The old fake prize spent on a napkin
trick. It's the classic.

If I did not ever premiere to go to U2,
I would be very, very sorry.

Who am I kidding? I wouldn't do
anything.

Noah, I think this is the beginning of a
beautiful day.

You're it.

You little... Whoa.

Isn't that cheese from months ago?

Yeah. I'm eating the memories.

Ah, sweet taste of memory.

Still, we gotta live in the now.

Here, have some veggies.

What happened to your pretty little
friend?

I kicked her out. She told horrible lies
and brought shame upon our house, Dad.

Uh -oh. Do you mean shame upon our house
like we gotta clean the carpets?

I mean...

She said nobody celebrates Groundhog Day
the way we do.

It's all made up.

I always knew this day would come.
Monday?

No, I meant the day my Wilder would grow
up. And it's Thursday.

But what about Groundhog Day?

Amanda was right.

Not a real holiday. I made it up.

You made it up?

Fraud struck. No, Wilder, listen. This
is not what you... What

a day.

And it's Wednesday.

Why did we have to come into the office?

Couldn't you go on Santa's built -in
site at home?

Our computer is more giggle -woodles
than mega -chomps.

The screen's high -reg.

Well, just tell me when you're ready.

Yes! Saw some tonight's red carpet.

Where am I? Where am I?

Sassy street fashion with Sanchez.

You're on it?

Your picture's on the website?

It is?

What's it say?

Brace yourself.

Sanchez can be brutal.

Teen scribe Rebecca Harper was adorable
in her sweet illustrated shirt and her

to -die -for shorts.

She sets the standard for young, hip,
and hot.

Not! Sanchez knows how to kick a girl
when she's down.

Michael, it's a compliment.

Sweet Coco Rocha, you're right.

You've been praising the internet where
anyone can see.

What are you doing? Wait.

I'm going to burn my outfit in the
incinerator. Don't try to stop me.

But Santa didn't say anything bad about
you.

I didn't say anything good either. So
what's the point?

Get me a garbage bag to my home.

Young, hip, and hot. That's what I'm
talking about. Oh, yeah.

Today was thick. I always part.

Mini golf?

Batting practice. The water slide.
Batting practice on the water slide.

That lifeguard did not have a sense of
humor.

Why don't we talk for a bit?

Oh, no.

Is this where you ask me about girls and
I sit here awkwardly hoping the

conversation ends soon?

No, no.

It's... It's about me.

It's always about you.

Noah, please.

Let me finish.

I, uh...

Your mom and I were separating.

Separating what?

Laundry? Separating laundry?

Believe me, this was a difficult
decision.

I'm so sorry.

Definitely not laundry.

Can I ask a dumb question?

Better than anybody I've ever met.

What kind of dad dressed up as a
groundhog so he can lie to your face?

What kind of dad spends all day with you
so he can blurt out the worst news of

your life?

How about there's an evil creature that
raises all dads in a cave before setting

them free to ruin the lives of their
sons?

That makes no sense on any level. Yet
after yesterday, I agree.

I should take my dad to court and sue
him for being a big faker.

You know what, guy?

You just gave me a good idea.

I had a good idea?

Wow, that makes me feel better.

I haven't had a good idea since I
suggested we leave pineapple juice and

for Wyatt and Willie.

Oops. Sad again.

Michael, I hope you're still not mad
about last night.

Sanchez, Fulton post pictures all the
time, and nobody remembers them.

I'm not mad at all.

Michael, I gotta go. Okay, I'll talk to
you soon.

Okay.

Why are you... dressed like me? This
look was my thing, Rebecca.

But no time to act. I've got 45 minutes
to hit as many red carpets as I can.

What's premiering at noon on a weekday?
Bed, bath, and bring it on are promoting

their new brand of soap. You use moist
towelette.

Doofus Donut is opening up a new
location downtown.

You hate circular poops.

Why would your brain tell your mouth to
stop talking?

I'm gonna get on that website, Rebecca.
So if you'll excuse me, I have to get to

a couple events that I wouldn't be
caught dead at.

Good day, madam.

He so can't pull that off.

Sorry again for telling you about
Groundhog Day.

You didn't tell me. You untold me. It's
my dad who's the lying liar that lied.

Have you talked to him about it? He said
he made it all up. Who does that? Who

makes stuff up? Well, sometimes you do.

Not intentionally.

I remember when Daddy told me money
doesn't grow on trees.

I've never quite forgiven him for that.

Or trees, really.

I just wish I could go back to that time
of innocence.

Groundhog shivering on a chilly February
morning as my dad cuts the cheese.

Normally that would make me laugh.

Where are you going?

Home. I've lost the will to work.

Walter, we can still hang out. I've also
lost the will to chill.

Maybe I can bring that Walter innocence
back to life.

Maybe one day I will find a tree that
grows money.

Miss Jeffrey, I got your text.

Did something happen to Noah?

Well... Well... Well.

Nice of you to show up.

For court!

Noah?

What are you doing? Motion to suppress
your divorce.

What is going on here? Look, I know you
won't listen to me as your son, so maybe

you'll listen to me as a fellow lawyer.

I see.

Will I need my sworn affidavit? My case
file?

Order!

There will be no joking in my courtroom.

I'm sorry.

Look, I know you're upset, but I don't
think this is the best way to deal with

things.

Overruled.

Now, I will present my case.

Exhibit A.

Your wedding vows.

Take a good, long look, Mr. Jackson.

Dad, there's no traffic lights in the
sky.

It goes fast as you want.

Huh?

Garth?

Groundhog Garth? Is that you?

You little one.

Don't wake up too much. Relax and enjoy
this night of furry woodland antics.

Do the shadow shuffle and tell me it's
springtime.

Amanda, what are you guys doing?

I just wanted you to leave again.

Yeah, I just wanted to cheer you up.
Dad, you're not happy humiliating me

you have to do it again? In front of
her?

Who also felt the need to humiliate me?

This went a lot different in my head.

I should have worked harder on my
choreography.

At least your teeth look good. Very
realistic.

That means thank you.

That means whatever.

Do you recognize this photo of you and
Mom last February in Hawaii?

Yes, we were in Hawaii.

You got me there, Counselor. No, love
got you there.

Exhibit L.

A bracelet you gave Mom for Christmas.

Stunning.

Actually, she never wore it.

No wonder. It would have looked like a
spaceship landed on her wrist.

Okay, let the charts and graphs show
that married couples should stay

because it's easier to... It's easier to
chart and graph and... Something about

the kids.

Noah, you don't have to do this. Order!

I'm not finished.

Okay, you and Mom, you stay together
because... Because

I barely see you as it is.

Noah.

I know this is hard.

Trust me.

I know.

But I think I'll see you more after the
divorce.

Come on, we're close.

You know that.

You think we're close?

Look, I love your brother and your
sister.

But you get me.

You know what I'm about.

I know.

I hate this.

Yeah.

It has nothing to do with you.

I only told you first because I knew you
were mature enough to handle it.

Mature?

Really?

Yes!

I am mature.

I am mature.

Give or take an outburst or two?

Sure.

I want to spend more time with you.

I've got a lousy track record, I know,
but I'm going to make it happen.

So...

Can I have the real Noah back now? Well,
it's a rented suit, so...

Psych!

Come here.

So, did Sanchez -Bilton take your
picture at Deuces Donuts?

Hush! I can't scroll and listen at the
same time.

Ah, here I am.

Beauty, thy name is Davies.

Good, so maybe we can stop talking about
this.

What do you think?

Hey, guys and dolls.

Saw Buzz Bad Boy and Michael Davies
dunking donuts.

Too bad he ripped off his friend's
threads when his own ensemble looked

So, he did like your outfit from last
night. He just didn't mention it.

Where's Rebecca Harper's cast -offs?
Prove he's a style thief?

I won't be snapping a photo of this
donut doofus for a long and lonely time.

Oh, dear.

I knew I shouldn't have doubted myself.

Looked great last night. Shouldn't have
stooped to copying you.

Okay, Michael, I'll go get the garbage
bag.

Don't get a clear one this time.

I'm kind of busy with my connected dots.
Did you want something?

Just a chance to explain.

No need. You just draw a line from one
number to the next, eventually get a

picture. No.

I mean, a couple of years ago, our
family... It's better.

A few years ago, we had things pretty
tough, you know? I mean, being a courier

doesn't pay as much as, say...

Being king.

I plan to be king someday. I applaud
that kind of ambition.

But you should apply now. Those jobs
fill up quick.

Anyway, when Christmas came around, I
couldn't afford any gifts. So we just

it all super simple, you know? Yeah, I
sort of remember.

Yeah, but then a month later, your mom
got her job at the law firm. So we had a

little more money, you know? And with
Groundhog Day coming up, it was already

pretty cool day. Just added a few things
to it. We called it a holiday.

So...

All the made -up stuff was because you
felt bad we didn't get gifts on

Christmas? Yeah, I wanted to have our
own holiday with our own traditions, you

know? I never meant to embarrass you,
little dude.

Awestruck! You busted your behind for
the family, Dad.

Groundhog Day is definitely my favorite
holiday now.

Care to join me in a groundhog carol?
Yes, sir.

Deck the holes with wheels of cheese.

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Tis the reason to be toothy. Blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah, blah.

Dory now are capes of awesome. Blah,
blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Run away

he sees shadows. Blah, blah, blah, blah,
blah, blah.

You okay with this?

You don't want to back out?

No, Dad.

I'm in.

Free muffin for whoever reads this
poster?

DJ, I'm so done with Buzz. I just won a
free muffin.

I'm way too big for the likes of you.
Michael, behind you.

You really need to stop quitting.

Michael, what's with the garbage bag?

I have my dignity.

Too bad you left it upstairs.

Dude, you've been a good sport. Here you
go. You guys still owe me a smoothie.

And I could use some matching garbage
pants.

Thanks for today, Noah.

You know, you may not be a good lawyer,
but you're a heck of a son.

Thanks, Dad.

I hear there's a new lifeguard at the
water slide.

Let's go break him in. Let's do it. Tag,
you're it. Oh, come on.

Did your boss like the shout -out I
gave? Hey, Dad.

What's new?

Hi, Daddy.

I love you. Hey, Mom. Is Dad there?

I do, too, call you.

Yo. Dad, is that you?

Uh, yes, it is. Who mask is calling?

It's me. I'm sitting right beside you. I
know it's you.

I just wanted to say, you rock.

Aw, thanks, dude. You, too.

I so know what I'm getting for Groundhog
Day next year. Oh, let me guess, let me

guess. Uh, a flying car. No, no, wait. A
hat made out of cheese. No, a balloon

with my name on it. No, actually, no,
don't even tell me. Don't even tell me.

It's not a garbage bag shirt, is it?

It looked better than that Groundhog
costume you wore.

I'm going to pretend like I didn't hear
that.