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Man, just looking at this
thing makes me miss cocaine.

Sadly, I can remember you
wearing one of those

to my second grade
spelling bee.

Excuse me, but you were
the only eight-year-old

who could spell
"inappropriate."

Guys, look at these cute bras
Emily picked out.

Can you please
stop saying "bra"?

Would you rather
I say "brassiere"?

Brassiere.

B-R-A-S-S-I-E-R-E.
Brassiere.

Yeah. I think there's a "Z"
in there, but nice try.

Here, let's go try 'em on.

You're coming
in the dressing room with me?

Oh, honey, God gave us boobies.
It's nothing to be shy about.

Tell her the truth.

Dr. Feingold gave you those
boobies, and that nose.

Go ahead, Emily.

Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh.

I bet Adam would love
to see me in this.

That's not your size.

Excuse me.
I'm 52 years old.

I think I know
my bra size.

[chuckles] Neither of
those things are true.

Try this one.

Fine, but when
I'm floppin' around

like two kittens in a sack,
I expect an apology.

[gasps] These are cute.

Em, how are you fixed
for panties?

EMILY:
Please stop talking!

BONNIE: I'll take a few thongs
if you're buying!

She's too old
for thongs.

We're just happy
she's wearing underwear now.

I hope Emily's having
a good time.

Do you think
she's having a good time?

Of course she is.

She's acting embarrassed,
but she's having a blast.

You've made a big
difference in her life.

Thanks. She's made
a big difference in mine.

Her mom still in rehab?

Yeah, we're supposed
to go see her tomorrow.

I hope it doesn't
set Emily back.

She'll be okay.
It's her mom.

Will you look at these!
The bra troll nailed it!

Inappropriate.

I-N-A-P-P-R-O-P-R-I-A-T-E.

Inappropriate.

♪

Notice anything
different about me?

Oh, boy, not this game.

Um... your hair,
your skin,

you lost weight,
you gained weight.

Whatever it is,
I love it.

I got a new bra.

And I love it.

You want to see it?

Um... maybe we should
save it for make-up sex.

But we're not fighting.

Wait for it.

What did you do?

[laughs]:
Nothing.

But I need a favor.

Uh-huh.

I have to go to a
funeral, and I was

hoping that you'd watch my
dog for a couple of days.

Who died?

A woman that was like
a second mother to me.

Well, why would we fight
about that?

Of course I'll watch your dog.

Thank you.

But why isn't he staying
with your ex-wife?

Okay, here we go.

Well, she will also be
at the funeral.

Interesting.

And why is that?

It was her mother who died.

Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

Like I said,
we were really close.

Uh-huh, uh-huh.

And why can't you just go
for the day and come back?

Where is this funeral?

I want to say Detroit,
but I have to say Hawaii.

Oh, come on!

You're going with your ex-wife
to Hawaii?!

For a funeral.

In Hawaii.

For a funeral.

In Hawaii.
Okay.

I feel like this could
go on for a long time.

You're wrong. It's over.

I will happily watch your dog.

We are not gonna
fight about this.

Well, we kind of already did.No, that wasn't a fight.

Well, you wouldn't let
the Hawaii thing go.

It's Hawaii!For a funeral!

Whoa, you happy?!
We're fighting now!

Hawaii.

For a funeral.

Don't take his side.

Everybody knows
funerals lead to sex.

The crying, the grieving--
it's all foreplay.

I didn't know that.

I lost my virginity
at a funeral.

It was great.

Hey, this is the part
where you guys tell me

I'm being insane and have
nothing to worry about.

Bonnie, you're
being insane,

and there's nothing
to worry about.

Don't just repeat
it back to me.

Okay, how's this?

Adam and Danielle may be sharing
an emotional experience.

Near a big, shiny, black coffin.

But he asked you to take care
of his furry, flatulent,

16-year-old dog who has
a taste for underwear.

It does show that
he loves you.
Exactly.

Totally.
Good, good, this is
what I was looking for.

It's gonna be fine.

As long as nothing happens
to the dog.

Isn't there a pallbearer
around here you could hump?

I wish.

It really was great.

Hey.

Hey. How'd it go with
Emily and her mom?

Oh, I didn't take her.
We went to a movie instead.

What do you mean
you didn't take her?

Well, it wasn't my idea.

Emily said
she didn't want to go,

so what was I supposed
to do, make her?

Yes. That's the definition
of parenting:

forcing kids to do things
they don't want to do.

BONNIE:
It's true.

Remember when you were
little and were afraid

to go to sleep
without the light on?

But I got you through it.

You're gonna take a bow

for not paying
the electric bill?

I'm sorry, but Emily
opened up to me about her mom.

That woman's not trying
to get sober.

She's just using rehab as
a "get out of jail free" card.

Jill, I think it's great
you're concerned about Emily,

but aren't these
visits mandatory?

Yeah, they could take her away
from you if you don't do it.

Well, then maybe
I'll take her someplace

where nobody can find us.

That's called kidnapping.

How about Hawaii?

I need some eyes
on the ground there.

What?

She's nervous about
Adam going to Hawaii

with his ex-wife for a funeral.

Oh, and she should be.

Funerals are basically orgies

with a cold, stiff guy
in the corner.

Amen, sister.

Yeah, you like me better
than his mean old ex-wife.

Yes, you do.

Yes, you...

What's this?

Christy?

Christy, get down here!

What?
What's the matter?

He's got a lump.So?

Well, I don't think he had it
before he got here.

He grew a lump in two hours?

I think so. I don't know.
Here, touch it.

I'm not touching it.Touch the lump!

Yeah, that's a lump.

What should we do?

I don't know.

I never had a dog
'cause my mom never got me one.

Oh, please.
Dogs are for good children.

What do you want me to say?

If you're worried,
take him to the vet.

[sighs] Life was
going so good.

Now my boyfriend's
rubbing suntan lotion

on his ex-wife's back,

and I'm taking
his lumpy dog to the vet.

Mom?
Yeah?

If it makes you feel better,
your life was never going good.

I really appreciate
you squeezing us in.

I'm worried sick.

It's not a problem.
Uh, who referred you?

Nobody. You just had
a friendly face on Yelp.

Oh, thanks.

It's also my
Tinder picture.

Well... you can relax.

Lump's just fatty tissue.

It's very common
in dogs his age.

So he's not gonna die?

Well, we're all gonna die.

I mean by Sunday at 8:00?

I think you're okay.

[sighs]:
Great.

So I'm assuming
no problem, no charge?

Oh, no, there's
a charge.

Really? You basically
just petted him.

With hands that were stupid
enough to buy a boat.

Check okay?
Sure.

Boy, you thought
you regretted buying a boat.

This place gives
me the creeps.

Reminds me of when
I was in rehab.

Really? 'Cause when
I visited you in rehab,

the pool boy led me
out to your cabana.

Doesn't mean
it wasn't hard.

That pool was
not heated.

Here they come.

Hey, Jill.
My mom wanted to say hi.

Hey, it's nice
to meet you.

Get over here, you.

Thank you so much for
taking care of my girl.

Oh, it's my pleasure.

Emily didn't tell me
you were such a knockout.

How come you didn't have
any kids of your own?

Well, I'm divorced,
and we just never...

I'm kidding. You're smart.
Keep that hot body.

Hi, I'm Christy, Jill's friend.

Natasha. Hey, you
look familiar.

You must be thinking about
that frying pan commercial.

Everyone says I
look like the woman

who gets her eggs to
slide out super easy.

That's not it.

Did you ever dance
at Live Nudes?

Uh, it was a long time ago.

But they still use my picture
in the print ads.

I used to work
there, too.

I bet we slid down
the same pole.

Oh, excuse me!
[chuckles]

Child in the room.

Relax. This one
knows I stripped.

I learned my numbers
counting singles.

Sweetie, why don't we
go get something

from the vending machine?

Don't get the Cheetos;
they never fall.

Wow, this is so wild.

You know, I'm
suing that club.

You still work there?

No, I hit 40, they put me
on the breakfast shift.

Ooh.
That's right.

Age discrimination.

And look at that ass.

That's hard as a rock.

Go on, slap it.

I believe you.

Slap it.

Ow.

Very firm.
[chuckles]

That's right. You can crack
a walnut on that thing.

[chuckles]
Hey, hey, hey.

Remember how I always
wanted to be a singer?

Honestly, I don't really
remember the '90s.

I'm just now catching up
on Friends.

[imitates Joey]:
"How you doin'?"

I'm good.

Anyway,

I met this guy who knows
a record producer in L.A.,

and as soon as I get down there,
he'll help me make a demo.

A guy who knows a guy in L.A.

That's how I wound up
auditioning for a "movie."

So, how's it going in here?

You liking sobriety?

Come on, Christy,
nobody likes sobriety.

I do.

I've got four years
and I love it.

Get out. You?

I remember watching you
spin around the pole

while you were vomiting.

You were like a lawn sprinkler.

Not a good day to be
a Japanese businessman.

But now I'm in college,
studying to be a lawyer.

Really?
Yeah.

You can pretty much do anything
once you're sober.

As long as you're in here,
why not give it a real try?

Oh, I have tried.

Well, how about this time
I help you?

You know, we can talk,
work the steps, go to meetings.

You would do that?

Hey, we're pole pals.

I think we made out once.

Here's my number.

Call me.

Natasha, I got you a
bunch of sugar snacks.

You can probably trade
them for some cigarettes.

Thank you.

Hey, great news, baby.

Christy's gonna help me
get out of here

so you and me can move to L.A.

How long were we gone?

Home.

BONNIE:
Kitchen.

What's going on?

I'm trying to get him
to take his pill,

but he keeps spitting it out.

Did you try hiding it
in something?

I tried hamburger, cheese,
peanut butter,

and somehow he spits it out
every time.

He's like a street magician.

You gave the dog my hamburger?

At this point,
I'd give him a $100

if he'd swallow the damn pill.

Come on, Samson, please?

Don't you want your
blood pressure regulated?

[gruff voice]:
"Well, in a perfect world,

I'd rather be licking my balls."

I am not amused.

That's because
you're dead inside.

Give me that.

[ringtone playing]

Hello?

Hey, Natasha, what's going on?

Calm down, calm down.

[gasps] It's working.
He's eating it.

Hang on.

Okay, just sit tight.
I'll be right there.

Is everything all right?

Emily's mom is freaking out.
I got to go.

Oh, are you kidding me?

You spit it out again?

Samson, you're making me crazy.

[gruff voice]: "Sorry, I'm just
trying to keep your mind off

Adam banging his ex-wife
in Hawaii."

Tried everything.

I even ground it up
to see if he'd snort it.

You know, like the kids do
with their drugs.

Anyway, I defy you
to get a pill in this dog.

There you go.

No, no, give it a minute;
he'll spit it out.

All right, remind me
the name I used

on the last check
I gave you.

It's not safe here;
you got to get me out.

What happened?

Okay, so I was singing,
you know, doing my warm-ups.

That stupid meth head I share
a room with told me to shut up,

so I smacked her,
and for no reason, she bit me.

Just your luck, you found
a meth head with teeth.

Story of my life.

So I was thinking,
how about I go grab my Uggs

and cassette deck
and crash with you for a while?

[chuckles]
That's funny.

Why?

My mom said the same thing
to me four years ago.

Come on, you said
you were gonna help me.

I can't get sober here.
These people are crazy.

The people here aren't the
problem, you are the problem.

You got that off the poster
in the bathroom.

Natasha, you need
to trust me on this.

You're still detoxing,
which means

every single thought you
have is wrong and bad.

But I'm just...Wrong.

I understand...Bad!

You're not even trying
to hear what I'm...!

Wrong and bad!

And if you keep talking,
I'm gonna throw in "stupid."

See, Samson, this is you.

Oh, look, the check
bouncer's back.

It's cute you think
that insults me.

Hmm.

So, what's not the problem now?

He's breathing a little funny.

Ah, he's 16 years old; it's
a miracle he's breathing at all.

You know, at this point,

I'm actually a little
more worried about you.

I'm fine.
Ah.

My boyfriend just asked me
to take care of his dog

while he's at a funeral
with his ex-wife in Hawaii,

so that's what I'm doing.

Hawaii?

For a funeral.But Hawaii?

I know. Who dies in Hawaii?

You know, I think I
see what's happening.

You're worried about
your boyfriend,

and you're transferring
that anxiety to the dog.

I hate how much sense
that makes.

Hmm.

Plus, he never would've
left his dog with you

unless he loved you
and trusted you.

My daughter said
the same thing,

but somehow it's easier
to trust a total stranger.

[chuckles softly]

Thank you.

You're welcome.

What do I owe you?

Oh, I don't know, how
about a million dollars?

Okay, just don't
cash it till Friday.
Ah.

No, Natasha, that's wrong.

Yeah, still wrong.

That's okay.

You're gonna be wrong
for about five years.

All right, bye-bye.

What did she
want to do?

Host a casino night
at the rehab

and get everybody's
disability checks.

Oh.

Tried it.
It's a bitch cashing them.

At least she asked before
she did it. That's progress.

I know.
I really think I'm helping her.

Good for you.

Yeah, terrific.

Problem, Jill?

No, no problem.
I just don't see why

Christy has to slap
her little sober cape on

and save the world.

What are you talking about?

I'm trying to help
another alcoholic.

Yeah, well,
maybe you shouldn't.

Don't look at me like that.

You all know Emily's
better off with me.

That woman has chosen
drinking over her daughter

a million times.

She does not deserve
to get her back.

Hey, you just described me
four years ago.

Are you saying I didn't
deserve to keep my kids?

I'm not talking about you.

You're talking about
someone exactly like me.

And if someone
hadn't helped me,

I would've lost them.

You're welcome.

Talking about
Marjorie, Mom.

Fine, help Natasha.

And when they take Emily
away from me

and that woman puts her
through hell

and she gets stuck
in another foster home,

you can feel real proud
of yourself.

You were in rehab over and over,
and we never gave up on you

'cause we don't
throw people away!

For the record,
I'm not storming out.

I'm just leaving
'cause she's my ride.

Okay, so here's
where you write down

everyone you resent
in your life.

And then, you write
everything they did to you.

And then,
most important,

you write down the part
you played in it.

But I didn't do anything.

Natasha, you're in a rehab,

your kid's in foster care and
you had to get a tetanus shot

because a meth head bit you
on your punching hand.

You sure you didn't
do anything?

You think I'm a terrible
person, don't you?

I think you're a person
who's done terrible things.

Just like I have.

But I got better
and so can you.

I so want to make out
with you right now.

But I think it might
be a bad idea.

Look at you,
growing, learning.

Hi, Mom.

Baby, I didn't know
you were coming today.

Well, we were getting our nails
done nowhere near here,

so we thought we'd swing by.

Thank you.

This is real thoughtful.

Hey,

I remember how lonely
rehab can be.

You were in rehab?

Four times.

Hers had a spa
and sushi.

Well, it was just
a masseuse and a hot tub.

And we only had
sushi on Wednesdays.

But I was still scared and
wanted to drink every day.

CHRISTY:
And look at her now.

She hasn't driven a Maserati
into a dry cleaners

in three years.

Yeah, without Christy's help,
I never would've made it.

Yeah, I'm in good hands
with Bambi here.

Bambi?

It was my stripper name.

You named yourself
after a baby deer

who watched his mom get
her head blown off?

I had the big eyes.

Hey, you came back![laughs]

Hey, baby. Mm.

I missed you so much.

I missed you, too.

Any problems with Samson?

He was fine. So easy.

I want to watch him every time
you go away with your ex-wife.

So was it fun?

I mean, not fun, but how was it?

Okay, I guess.

98-year-old women
should not have an open casket.

But I did have a chance
to buy you a little something.

You shouldn't have. Give it.

[laughs]

[gasps]
Oh, my God.

I love it.

I got to tell you, Bon, after
three days with my ex-wife,

I have never been more happy
that you're my girl.

Okay, now, that is
the real gift.

[both sigh]

So how about you
show me that bra

I didn't get a
chance to see.

Certainly.

Samson, Daddy's home.

Yesterday, on our walk,
I picked up the matching panties

with a pooper scooper.Hmm.