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Dr. Esterman
to Radiology, Dr. Mark Esterman

to Radiology.

Hello.

David, hi. It's me.

What's up? You okay?

Noah's hurt. I'm calling you
from the emergency room.

What's going... what's going on?

It's Donna.
Noah's in the hospital.

Is that Camille?

Yeah. What's going on with Noah?

Well, I ignored his calls
like you told me to do,

and I guess he got drunk
and he broke in,

and we all thought
he was a burglar, and...

- and Matt went after him.
- You're kidding.

So far, he has a concussion
and some bruised ribs.

We're waiting for some tests,
but if they're clear,

I'm just gonna take him
back to my place.

No, Donna, if the guy
broke into your house

'cause he couldn't get you on
the phone, you need some space.

David, I don't need
your second-guessing right now.

I just called
because you're his roommate.

I thought you might
worry about him.

Uh, I'll... I got to go.

The CAT scan came back fine.

No cranial bleeding.

He may experience some nausea

over the next eight hours,

and breathing won't tickle.

Just keep an eye on him.

Thanks.

I, uh, was just calling David.

I told him we'll be taking care
of Noah for a few days.

We are?

Mm-hmm.

Okay, uh, I'm gonna
go get the car.

Okay.

Matt feels... awful.

Well, he shouldn't.

I guess you're right.

Look, I know on principle you
could do without Noah around.

Right again.

But he needs a friend.

How are you guys supposed
to get past things

if he is sleeping

on our couch?

Kel, David already
gave me the lecture,

and I appreciate your concern,

but no one has anything
to worry about, especially me.

All right.

I'll hold you to that.

I'll hold myself to that.
Thanks.

♪ I know that you see me, girl ♪

♪ Every day ♪

♪ Mmm, mmm, mmm ♪

♪ But you don't know
what I keep inside ♪

♪ What I need to say ♪

♪ For here I am ♪

♪ Alone in the dark ♪

♪ Waiting for love to start ♪

♪ Whoa, whoa ♪

♪ One heart giving love
won't make a light ♪

♪ Two hearts giving love
can shine ♪

♪ Lead the way,
turn night to day ♪

♪ And you can
change my world ♪

♪ One heart giving love
is still alone ♪

♪ Two hearts giving love... ♪

Hey.

- Hey.
- I tried to call,

but the operator said
your line was busy.

Yeah. Um, come here.

Look at this.

What is all this?

Well, it's detective work.

Steve and I have
been online all night

trying to get the phone numbers
of the people on this list here.

Dylan, your dad's name
wasn't on that list.

No, Jack McKay isn't,
but, uh, Eddie Waitkus--

that's the name of a guy in
a story my dad used to tell me,

and it's no coincidence.

If he's alive,
that's the name he's using.

- What did you find out?
- Not much.

The people on the plane,
they don't remember him.

What can I do?
How can I help?

I don't know you can.

I'm beginning to think

that somebody or something

does not want this little
family reunion to take place.

- We can go back to the FBI.
- Oh, why?

They lied to me once;
their story isn't changing.

I mean, what... what if...

what if he's trying
to send me a message,

and this is as close
as he can get?

Have you tried the flight crew?
Maybe they would be

more apt to remember someone.

Yeah.

Directory assistance.

Yeah, give me, uh,
World Continental Airlines.

Hey.

Be careful.

Oh, man, I smell
your burnt toast.

Hey, I tried to scrape
most of the black stuff off.

It's okay, I kind of

acquired a taste for it
over the years.

Oh, man, Kelly and Matt
must hate me.

Matt feels very guilty.

And... Kelly's just Kelly--
she'll cool down.

Aren't you hungry?

- No, uh-uh.
- Oh, you should try

to eat a little bit.

Your ribs could be sore
for a couple days.

All right.

Wait, wait.

Okay.

Just a small bite.

There.

Oh, man, I don't
know what hurts worse,

my ribs or watching you
take care of me like this.

I want to.

Besides, I have Camille
covering the store,

so I have plenty
of time on my hands.

Another bite?

No, I'm okay. Thanks.

Look, I'm sorry
about last night.

I guess I had to see you.

Why?

Who knows?

I was drunk.

Noah, you have
to get back into AA.

I'm serious.

Noah, you-you...

promise and you promise,

then somehow you always
find reasons to fall short.

You do it again,
you're on your own.

Steve-o, you ready
for spr... Oh.

God, I'm sorry.

I thought you were Steve.
I'm Ryan.

Hi. I'm Janet.

Hey, well, it's good
to finally meet you.

- You, too.
- Uh, the front door was locked,

so I thought I'd come around
and surprise him.

Oh, well, you got me instead.

Um, he's at the office,
but he'll be back

in a couple of minutes.

Wow.

This is realism defined.

I've never had a niece before.

You go away to school
for eight months,

and things kind of change, huh?

Yeah.

So, um...

how do you like Amherst?

Because I actually thought
about going there.

Fine. It's kind of arctic.

So, uh, what's on the agenda
for the week?

Well, we were so excited
about you coming

into town, we thought about
taking a couple days off.

So I thought we would

go to the Getty, and then
maybe hit the beach...

-Ryan! Hey, Mr. Premed!
- Steve-o!

Buddy!

Ha-ha-ha!

Oh! This is my little brother.

Hey.

You look great.

You are, uh, starting
to look like Dad.

Hey, that's grounds
for a crotch fire, pal.

Not unless you want
a tornado twister!

Not a chance!
Oh, it's a brother thing.

Right, I'm sure it is.

I was just telling Ryan about
our plans for the week. So...

- Yeah!
- Yeah, well, you see,

I'm-I'm...
I'm all about partying.

All about partying--
I mean, I want to go

to SkyBar, Barfly, 360,
Dresden Room,

Liquid Kitty, After Dark,
Dublin's.

Bar Marmont.
You got the Union, the Gate.

How about those, man?
Don't miss out.

That's a lot of bars.

We're so there.

Right on, pal.

I am so happy

to stay home with Maddy,

so you guys just go ahead
and have a good time.

Honey, you're the best.

Head butt!

Psych! Come on, man!

I can assure you, Mrs. Sasadu,
I've handled cases like this.

I'm talking six figures.
How about that?

- No, not for six figures.
- Thank you.

Hello? Hello?

Unbelievable.

I've made 20 cold calls
this morning

trying to get new clients.

One lady said my voice
sounds too young.

Another guy says,
"You're not sharp enough."

This other guy says,
"Uh, what's your name again?"

I say, "Matt Durning."
He says, "Oh, yeah?

Well, I don't trust
guys named Matt."

Hangs up on me.
Can you believe that?

Hung up on me.

At this point,
I'm considering hari-kari.

I think that pencil's
sharp enough.

Huh?

Oh.

Yeah, I guess it is.

So anyway, what's up with you?

Oh... nothing.

Tell me again why I quit my job.

I mean, I know it was right
that I left Pia, but...

But-but-but it is lunchtime,

and you realized
you have nowhere to be.

Nobody needs you back
for anything.

Believe me, I feel the same way,
and I'm sitting

in my own office.

- That's so comforting. Thanks.
- Yeah.

Well, listen to me.

You were good at PR.

Have you given any more thought
to opening your own firm?

Mmm, not today.

I was with Dylan;
all my mental energy is zapped.

Yeah.

Um, so how is he doing?

Okay, for a guy who thinks
his dead father

- is alive.
- What?

There's no solid proof,
but I believe him.

- Okay.
- Jack, Dylan's dad,

Yeah. -...used an alias
to fly from Phoenix to L.A.

- Okay.
- Dylan recognized the name.

I guess he took one of those

commuter flights that
flies back and forth, like,

- four times a day.
- Right.

So we're gonna go
to the airport tonight

and talk to the flight crew.

Wait. Wait, wait,
wait, wait, hold on.

Okay, now, if this is true--
if Jack McKay did fake his death

and he's running
from some people,

don't you think
blowing his cover

could cause
some serious problems?

Dylan's life derailed
when he lost his father.

You weren't there.

You have no idea
what this means to him.

Well, you could probably
use some help.

I'm not gonna twist
your arm or anything.

Well, you don't have to, okay?

- I'm in.
- Good.

All right.

Uh-oh. I'm dating a stacker.

The plates.

When you stack them like that,
both sides get dirty.

Uh-oh. I'm dating a compulsive,

yet very attractive freak.

Hello.

Hey. Sorry I snapped

at you last night,
but Sleepaway Camp is on.

Hmm. Apology accepted.

Is Noah still there?

Yeah. He's in bed,
and I'm on the couch.

I got to go.

Bye.

That was Donna.

We usually call each other

whenever there's
a good horror flick on.

You guys are like
my grandparents.

Bicker, make up, repeat.

Kind of feels like we've known
each other that long.

Not Sleepaway Camp.
It's Slumber Party Massacre.

So much better.

Get out of here. All right.

Uh, we got to go look
for the remote.

Passengers
arriving on flight 781

may be met at gate 22
or on the lower level.

See what you can find out
from them.

- All right.
- Yeah.

Uh, excuse me.

He's a business associate.

We're supposed to be meeting
in town for a convention.

Try baggage claim, lower level.

Uh, hi. Excuse me. Excuse me.

My name's, uh,

Dick Milsaps.
I work over at, uh, Coastal

Auto Leasing on Concourse B.

Uh, we had a mix-up

with one of our passengers--
Eddie Waitkus.

I was wondering if...

Do you know
if Mr. Waitkus is on the flight?

The flight was completely full.

I barely remember my name.

Yeah. I-I... I know
it's like that sometime.

He's a real big VIP with us.

Is there anybody else
that I could ask?

You could check with Cathy,
the first class attendant.

Cathy, this gentleman
has a question.

Howdy. I'm, uh, Dick Milsaps.

I work at Coastal Auto Leasings.

I-I just wanted to know--

uh, was there a passenger
named Eddie Waitkus

- on your flight?
- Sorry. He wasn't on

- this flight.
- Well, you know,

our, uh, computers
broke down at work,

and I need to inform Mr. Waitkus

of a change of arrangements
that we've made for him.

And I was wondering,
do you have a, uh...

a contact number of any kind?

Mmm. Mr. Milsaps,
I can't release that.

Well...

there goes my job, then.

All right, look,

I've heard him say
he lives in Tolleson,

just outside Phoenix.

But you didn't hear it from me.

Oh, you're-you're...
you're an angel.

Any luck?

Anyone up for a trip
to Tolleson, Arizona?

Rise and shine.

- Darling?
- Huh?

- Hi.
- Hi, honey.

Even though I know

you came in
at the crack of dawn...

And I know this because

I heard you warn your brother
not to wake up

the old ball and chain
'cause she'd freak.

- Oh, boy.
- Yeah.

Um, you have to get up.

You have a meeting

with the Sasquatch Watch Group
in about an hour.

Can't you go, honey?

Some people are trying
to sleep here.

Okay? Thank you.

No. I have to color proof.

And remember, we're taking
the day off tomorrow

for quality family time.

- Yeah.
- Mmm.

What is this?

What happened?

It was dark. I tripped.

STEVE:
I...

I always thought
that thing was ugly anyway.

- Steve?
- What?

A word.

Ow! Ow! Ow! Honey! Honey!

Oh. Oh.

Ow! Ow!

Ouch! Ow!

Stop showing off.

I'm not showing off.

Why is Ryan staying with us
and not at your dad's place?

- Because Rush is out of town.
- Try again.

Because he wanted to spend time
with his older brother.

Exactly.

Do you see how he constantly

mimics you, and he's always

trying to get your attention?

No way. Ryan is the,

uh... the brain of the family.

But you're the one
with the legendary reputation,

and maybe he's just trying
to live up to it.

Well, I'm-I'm glad
he's coming out of his shell.

You know what? Us Sanders men--

we stir up a little trouble
every once in a while.

We can't help it.
It's our birthright.

Yeah, but you've been
really lucky.

Every time you or your antics
got out of control,

there was always somebody there
to reel you back in.

For years, it was Brandon Walsh.
Now it's my full-time job.

Well, who does Ryan have?

- Me, I guess.
- Then, be that guy.

Don't boss him around
or anything,

but just give him
a little guidance, okay?

Mm-hmm.

Ryan, a little hungover?

Yeah. Yeah, a little bit.

Okay.

Bloody Marys coming up, then.

Great. I'm pouring.

Clothesline.

Oh.

Weather for the Southland.

Look for mostly cloudy skies
early

with a chance of light showers.

Highs are gonna be up
in the 70s.

Tonight, clearing with lows
in the 60s, 50s at the beaches.

It's gonna be mostly sunny
for the weekend...

-Hey.
- Hey.

Look at this place.
It's spotless.

Yeah, I'm pretty slow,
but I'm quite effective.

You know the doctor said
you're not supposed

- to move around a lot.
- I know.

I know.
I just wanted to help out.

Well, thank you.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm good.

Yeah, you look a little tired.

Oh, really?

Maybe I'm just
catching a cold or something.

I don't know.

Couple weeks ago,
thought I was gonna die.

I really did.

All I could think about was you.

We've been through a lot.

Yeah, we have.

If we had another chance, I'd do
a lot of things differently.

Especially the end.

Noah.

What?

I know what you're feeling.

I feel lonely all the time.

Then, why can't we just
sit here and...?

Because we can't.

Because after we broke up,

you were out partying
and drinking all night long.

I wasn't.

I was dealing with it.

And it was sad,

and it hurt... a lot.

But I got over it.

And now that you're sober,

you're just finally feeling it.

You're right.

I'm sorry.

I'm gonna call a cab
and get out of your way.

I'm sorry.

Directory Assistance.

Yeah, can I have the number of
"Got to Go" Cab Company, please?

Yes, sir.

Just a minute, please.

Okay.

What is taking Kelly so long?

You want me to go get her?

No, not yet.

It's just a waste of time.

I mean, you blew off
a day's work, we jumped

on a plane and flew here

just because
some stewardess mentions it.

Now Kelly's in there pretending
to be related to my dad.

Why? So she can find out
his home address.

For what?

What's with the 180?

What? He couldn't pick up
a phone just one time?

Not if people wanted him dead.

- I don't think so.
- I could have

helped him hide, you know?

I mean,
I would have given him money.

It's his money.

Worked like a charm.

Bernie was more than happy

to give Mrs. Eddie Waitkus

a copy of her billing statement.

"E. Waitkus.

11 Peachtree Road."

Come on, let's go.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I thought you were gonna cook
for me tonight.

Yeah.

Well, that was a blatant lie.

Oh.

See, I want to save my energy
for the long,

drawn-out seduction
I have planned for later.

Oh, yeah?
Who's the lucky girl?

I'm taking volunteers.

Oh, I will.

So, how's your day?

Um, a little off, actually.

Yeah?

I screwed up things with Donna.

Yeah? What happened?

I got on this weird rant

about how perfect
my life is right now.

And as the words were coming out
of my mouth,

I realized
that I've basically stolen

everything from Donna's world.

Well, that's not true.

The store, her boyfriend.

Her ex-boyfriend.

Still.

Well, I feel bad.

I mean, things stink
for her right now,

and there I was rubbing
my happiness right in her face.

Camille, I think you're being
a little sensitive right now.

All right, Donna's not
that kind of person.

Believe me, I know.

She's my best friend.

I'm still getting used
to the idea

that your best friend
is not only a woman,

but an ex-girlfriend.

I just feel

like our relationship is trying
to grow in its giant shadow.

I can't just drop her.

David, no, I would never ask you
to do that.

I was hoping
for a little distance sometimes.

I'm glad you said something.

Thank you.

Hmm.

It's probably Donna
with a movie update.

Go ahead. Go ahead.

No, I'll let
my voice mail get it.

It's David.

Leave a message.

Hey, it's me.

Uh, just give me a call.

Bye.

You know, Matt's a good guy.

He, uh... he didn't have
to pretend

like he had work
back at the motel.

Yeah, he didn't think
you'd want an entourage.

Life on the run seems
pretty idyllic.

We've been sitting here
for hours.

Yeah. -Maybe this
is a fake address, too.

What should we do?

Dylan, go to him.

- Come on.
- Daddy!

All right, buddy.
How you doing? Huh?

Are you going to go to him?

There's no place for me here.

I'm... so sorry.

Well, you should be.

I fell asleep with the phone
under me and woke up

with "#69" imprinted on my face.

The only reason Camille is late
is because we were at her place

and I set the alarm wrong.

She's getting coffee.
She'll be right in.

So you aren't apologizing
for not calling me back?

Oh... right.

I needed to talk to you.

What-- Noah?

Obviously. Look,

we somehow ended up on the couch
discussing old times

and before I knew it,
he kissed me.

Well?

I'm trying so hard
not to say it.

Fine, you told me so.

W-Why does this keep happening
to me?

You're too nice.

Well, I just got to learn

how to set better boundaries,
that's all.

But who's gonna teach me that?

You got a pen
and a piece of paper?

You might want
to take some notes.

Oh, great. I don't like
the sound of this.

It's just... you know,
now that I'm dating Camille,

we may have to change
a few things.

- Like?
- Like...

late-night phone calls.

What, now I can't call you
anymore? -Donna,

of course you can, just not
two or three times a night.

Oh. I do do that, don't I?

Oh, my God, am I driving
you guys crazy?

No, we both do it.

Just not anymore.

I hear what you're saying.

Half decaf, half caf.

Full apology-- sorry I'm late.

Oh, no problem.

Let's get started.

Yes.

What's going on?

Um, Matt has an appointment
with a potential client.

Yeah, it's my first
since the suspension,

so I got to get back home.

But I'm gonna stay with you.

It could take a while.

You know, Dylan,
if your father hears

that someone's poking around,
asking all these questions,

he might take off.

I, uh, think I forgot
something in the room.

It's now or never.

From what I saw,
his new life looks

- a lot better than his old one.
- Why?

Because he has a wife
and little boy?

His son.

He has two.

Come on, let's go get
some breakfast.

I'll figure out what's next.

You got a plane to catch.

You two are definitely built
from the same double helix.

What's that?

Genetics joke, Steve.
You wouldn't understand.

Oh, yeah?
Well, at least I know

my helix won't be going home
alone tonight, loser.

Uh, we have some baby drool.

Ew. Oh, look.

Creamed carrots.

What? What's that face?

Mushed carrots? Drool?

What, is this
your entire life now?

No, it's not our entire life.

There's also diaper rash.

Yeah, there's diaper rash.

You are so baby-whipped.

Oh, yeah?

I only hope
it happens to you one day.

No, no, no.

I took a child development class
this semester.

That's about as close as I want
to get, thank you very much.

Oh, yeah, speaking of which,

what's your course load
look like?

Oh, it's great.

Yeah, I probably
shouldn't have brought it up.

No, tell us.
I'm really interested.

Yeah.

Look, come on, guys, I don't
want to talk about school.

I'm on vacation.

Oh, sorry.
I thought you just might want

to impress us, that's all.

The only thing I want to impress

is that hottie over there.

So if you guys will excuse me,
I got some major work to do.

Ryan, Ryan, Ryan.

Is it wrong that I want
to hide the diaper pail

near his pillow tonight?

Oh, that's good.

Oh, honey, that is so good.

I want to thank everyone
for listening tonight.

You can tune in tomorrow night
when the topic for discussion

will be...

uh...

...the rules of relationships.

We're going
beyond the time limit

for calling after a first date

into the no-man's-land
of loving someone

when they're no longer
your significant other

and introducing a new player
into the equation.

We'll figure it out
tomorrow on KVIB.

I'm David Silver.

Good night.

Hey, um,

some more vodka-- it's upstairs.

Okay. Mm-hmm.

How's it going?

Still a little sore
to be working behind the bar.

Got some good help
back here, though.

Can I get you something?

No, thanks.

Actually, I-I stopped by

to make sure you
didn't want one, either.

Do I want a drink?

Yeah.

Am I gonna have one?

No.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

I'm also sure
it's not your problem anymore.

I'm sorry if I took advantage.

You didn't take advantage.

Look, I was feeling lousy.

I didn't mean to bring you down.

So, how is everything here?

Everything's fine.

♪ But soon
the clouds will come ♪

♪ The sky will come undone ♪

♪ Soothe my burning soul... ♪

Uh, I didn't see
any of that vodka.

Yeah, excuse me.

♪ When you're free
of all the hurt inside of me ♪

♪ I won't need so much ♪

♪ And I won't miss
his touch... ♪

So, you sure everything's fine?

Yeah.

I'm just checking.

I know, and I appreciate it.

You should.

♪ Waiting for the rain... ♪

So, you want to go next door
and get a bite to eat?

Oh, well, see, I'd love to,

but I had this little lesson
on boundaries this morning,

and I'm feeling
like this might be a test.

It's not a test.

Oh, give me a second, all right?

Okay.

♪ It will wash away
the pain... ♪

♪ Wash it all away... ♪

Hello.

Hey, it's me.

- Hey.
- Well,

I'm on my way.

Um, listen, I'm just...

I'm gonna stop next door and
grab a bite to eat with Donna.

Let me guess.

She just popped
into the equation.

You were listening.

Yeah, I like
to hear you sign off,

especially when it means
I'm about to see you.

I don't want you to think

that, uh, I forgot
about what you were saying.

It's just, you know, Noah's here
and Donna's a little worried.

So she takes care of him
and you take care of her.

There's a certain
symmetry there.

I'll be over as soon as I can,
all right?

David, it's fine.

It's late. I'm tired.

Um... go do what you have to do,

and I'll just...
I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay?

Good night.

Good night.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, it's good.

You sure?

Mm-hmm.

Good.

- Hey.
- Hi.

So, what's the surprise
you promised?

Well, did you know
that Kali's Copy Shop

can print
over 500 business cards

in under an hour?

No, I don't think I knew that.

KTPR.

Kelly Taylor Public Relations.

That is great. You're-you're...
you're taking the plunge.

You're doing it.
I am so proud of you.

I've been out there all morning,
and I've already snagged

my first account-- young,
hip boutique-- Now Wear This.

I think I know that place.

I'm friends
with the owner, you know.

I just had to apologize
for a few harsh words

I said to her
in the emergency room.

Yeah, well, I'm glad
you two straightened out

that whole Noah thing.

Picking up an order to go.

Hey, Dylan.

Hi.

- How'd it go?
- Not so well.

What do you mean?
What did your dad say?

I don't want
to talk about it right now.

I'm gonna...

Yeah.

Excuse me. Am I wrong,
or were we working together?

- It's over.
- Dylan, listen to me.

If your dad doesn't want you
in his life,

- then it is his loss.
- You know what?

I couldn't even make it
up the driveway.

He was sitting
in the living room

reading the newspaper.

His wife was off
in the other room,

and the kid tucked in bed.

And I asked myself,
"Who is that guy?"

It was then I decided
he's a happy man.

And what about you

and everything
that's been taken away?

Conversation
isn't gonna change that.

A million couldn't.

It might help you understand
everything that's happened.

Yeah, and make everything else
I've been through

seem even more pointless?

Kelly, why do you think
I go on binges?

My dad died.

I push people away from me
who try to get close.

I never, ever finish anything
I start.

Why? Because my dad died?

I don't know who I am
without using that as a crutch.

I don't know
if I'm ready to find out.

That excuse
doesn't work anymore,

because your dad is alive.

Not as far as I'm concerned.

Hi.

We're out of milk.

Pretty good crowd
last night, huh?

Yeah, including Donna.

What's that supposed to mean?

- She told me you kissed her.
- So what?

It's none of your business.

I think you should give her
some space, that's all.

I don't need a lecture
right now.

Noah, she is trying
to move forward,

all right, and you just keep
pulling her back.

You think I do that?

Yeah, I know you do.

Why don't you take a long

look in the mirror?

Last night, Donna came
to see me, all right?

We talked for, what,
13 seconds?

Meanwhile, you're hovering
over the girl

every single chance you get.

Noah, it's nowhere near
the same thing.

You can twist it out
any way you like, man.

You're the one
that can't get over her.

So, did she buy
the last sundress?

Yep.

Your stuff just flies
off the racks.

Oh, well, just for that,
you can take lunch first.

Thanks.

Camille, um,

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

if I've been getting in the way
of you and David lately.

It's just
that we're old friends,

and I-I guess I'm used
to monopolizing his time.

Oh, you have nothing
to be sorry about.

I mean, I don't expect you

to know we're together
when you call.

But we are.

A lot.

It's kind of weird, actually.

Usually, it doesn't happen
that fast.

- Yeah, it has been fast.
- Oh, you noticed?

I've just noticed
how crazy David is about you.

And I'm just happy that

two good people found
each other, that's all.

Oh. So I have your blessing?

Oh, you don't need my blessing.

Well, I know I don't,
but I want it.

Our friendship's important
to me.

Plus, we work together,

and I want your seal of approval

before I fall for David
any harder.

Go fall.

Okay. Thank you.

All right, see you later.

Bye.

Nat says Ryan's not
at the Peach Pit.

Maybe we should call the cops.

And say what?

A college kid on spring break
met a waitress

and didn't come home last night?

I knew we shouldn't
have left him at the club.

Honey, just call Noah,

because he probably has
that waitress's phone number.

You know, normally,
I wouldn't care,

but Ryan almost died

from alcohol poisoning
four years ago.

Morning.

Morning?

It's 3:00 in the afternoon.
Where the hell

were you?

I was with, uh,
Katrina Morowsky.

Actually, her friends
call her Kitty.

And Steve, she purrs.

Hey, Ryan, we really

wish you would have called.

Sorry, Mom.
I didn't know I had a curfew.

Didn't know you needed one,

you jerk!

And don't you ever talk
to my wife like that.

Come on, chill out, Steve.

What, like, you never pulled

this kind of stuff
when you were my age?

Well, if I did,
it was a mistake.

Do you stay out all night
at school?

How do you keep your grades up?

This from a guy
who partied four years straight,

only to have his dad
buy him a newspaper?

If he helped me,
it's because I needed it.

You don't need help.
You're smart.

Will you stop saying that?!

I think Steve just has
high expectations for you.

Yeah, well, you know what?

I didn't ask
for a fan club, okay?

Hey, Ryan.

What happened to you?

I was a brain in high school,
and it sucked.

So, you know what? I went to
college, and I tried being you.

I went to keggers,

I blew off classes,
I slept in late.

I had a blast.

Guess what, Steve.

You'd make a lousy doctor.

I'm on academic probation.

Bye-bye, med school.

I'm sorry to hear that.

But it's not the end
of the world, Ryan.

No.

No. Just college.

Dropped out.

Ryan?

That's it.

We're stopping at one kid.

Get out of here.
The Mummy's Ghost is on.

Ew!

- Ew? You sissy.
- Ew.

I'll cover your eyes
during the scary parts.

Come on.

No!

No!

No. No.

No.

Help!

Oh!

Oh.

Oh!

Leave it outside.

Hello, son.