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- Candy?
- Yeah?

I'm due back at work soon.

Sure. Come on in.

Well, I think under
the circumstances,

God won't bat an eye at
us showering together.

Probably not.

- Is there enough room?
- Oh yeah, plenty.

Are you sure? 'Cause I...

No, we're fine. See? It's not
the best water pressure, but...

Allan.

Thank you.

For what?

Just thank you.

Oh, my dear heaven.

The idea that this may be the
last day I listen to that choir.

Well.

It's not gonna be the
last time. Simple as that.

I may not be your
minister going forward,

but I want you all to know
that you are in good hands.

My replacement,
Pastor Ron Adams.

Stand up, Ron.

You will be lucky to have
him and his wife, Mary.

Please stand, Mary.

And, my God,

they will be so lucky
to have all of you.

He's gonna be a disaster.

- Now, we have to give him a chance, Betty.
- Look at him.

Look at him.

Who wears an orange
coat to church?

- Or to anywhere?
- Honey, hey.

We're to take spiritual
guidance from him?

Plus, where's our
loyalty to Jackie?

Betty. She wasn't fired.

Yes, you keep saying that, Don.

Well, why would she
have been fired?

Because she got a divorce,
and it isn't acceptable

for a minister to do that.

He looks so stiff and rigid.

He looks like a child.

Always makes me nervous
when the choir clusters.

Betty thinks you're being forced
out on account of your divorce.

Well, it's all been so rush-rush.
And we end up with him?

- He's a child. In an orange coat.
- Betty.

You need to listen
to me. All of you.

You need to make
this church work.

I want you to get
along with this man.

Everybody here takes
their cue from the choir.

I saw that. What was that?

Excuse me?

You two just looked at
each other like you got a

big secret.

You're both on the council.

You would both know church
business. Was she fired?

- Were you?
- Betty.

God wouldn't just
call you away from us.

But a bishop would.

Feels a little sleazy.

Well, I think that's
what I like about it.

It's six and a half
dollars cheaper.

I kind of like being
cheap, too. It's sexy.

My goodness. This
looks delicious.

And so do you.

I'm finger-lickin' good, I am.

I found a few cookies on
my windshield at work.

That wouldn't be
your doing, would it?

Well, gee, I don't know. Were
they snowmen? Little angels?

There's all kinds of
Christmas cookies, you know.

I would need more detail
before I could answer for sure.

Can I ask you a question?

Is Betty okay? 'Cause she got really
riled up with that whole minister thing.

Betty doesn't love change.

She doesn't even
like contingencies.

I think if she had it her way,

everything would be
exactly how it is today,

tomorrow, and the next day.

Well, she got a little scary.

You didn't even see
the worst of it.

You know the little
angels that people made

- out of pipe cleaner and so forth?
- What about 'em?

- This kind of stuff has got to go.
- Why?

One of our goals will be to spruce
up our outward-facing appearance.

Homemade decorations
tend to convey

"parochial," which is not best
for attracting new parishioners.

Maybe it's you who should go.

She said that?

She got terrible postpartum
after Alisa was born,

which had started
during the pregnancy.

But I think it's
flaring up again.

I should take her out to
lunch or coffee or something

'cause I've been neglecting
her all this time

while I've been not
neglecting her husband.

That was a joke, Allan. I'm sorry.
It wasn't an especially good one.

I just feel like
an awful person.

Betty's the most

wonderful wife.

She's pregnant with my child and

here I am, in a
sleazy motel room

with a red velvet bedspread.

You know, we're not bad people.
We just have to stay vigilant.

We stick to our plan, and
we can never, ever allow

Betty or Pat to get hurt.

Never, ever.

Ever.

He has the most perfectly
shaped penis I have ever seen.

Candace Lynn Montgomery.

I'm not saying he puts it
to the best possible use.

I still don't get it.

I'm not sure I do either
'cause, you know, like you said,

he's a little paunchy, but...

God, I don't know. Maybe it's a

pheromone sort of thing?

I don't know. It's nice to be

noticed. You know, just
to be adored a little.

Pat doesn't adore you?

No, he does.

- Just in his own way.
- Well, I have to say,

part of me is a
little bit jealous.

I've got the imagination for
adultery, just not the guts.

You know, I'm not sure
it takes guts so much.

It's more like fear.

You need to be careful.

Everything looks normal. Fine.

I'd even say perfect,
with the baby.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, we need to pay attention
to your hypertension and stress.

That can affect the fetus.

You can sit up now.

So, how's everything at home?
Everything okay? Things good?

Everything's like home at home.

Raising one child, getting
ready to have another.

Betty, he's just
looking after us.

Sometimes, it feels like
I'm not doing right.

Not being right.

This may be the best
cookie I've ever eaten.

- It's so moist.
- The trick is to take 'em out early.

I got the idea to just
cook 'em for only half

what the recipe
calls for, and voilà.

That's French for "perfect."

- So, half-baked?
- The cookie is, not my idea.

Tell me something about
you that nobody else knows.

I'm not sure there is anything.

Oh, come on.

Something that you wouldn't
want other people to know,

but you would like me to know.

I don't think there is anything.

There must be something
about maybe something that

you're especially
proud of or ashamed.

Okay. This is something
I am proud of but

- ashamed to admit I'm proud of.
- I love that already.

In high school,

I was the Kansas State Grand
Champion in the wheat competition.

- The wheat competition. Yeah.
- The wheat competition?

You sort through all the
stalks with tweezers.

You pick out the best stuff.

I can tell you're
trying not to giggle.

I'm not.

Bob Dole

presented me with the silver
tray, which is the highest award.

You can laugh.

So sorry!

I've been thinking about

something a lot, and I'm trying
to wrap my head around it.

What?

Betty having an affair. It
just seems so unlike her.

I know.

I was getting ready to leave
on a six-week business trip.

She kind of went to pieces.

We were living near the state
college, and, one night,

she went home with
one of the students.

How'd you find out?

She confessed.

Almost right away. I didn't
even suspect anything.

She just broke
down in tears and,

blurted it out.

Part of me thinks

she came clean out of guilt.

- Another part.
- Another part what?

I think maybe she
meant to punish me

for traveling.

And the reason she told me.

It was calculated to control

my behavior.

That must've hurt you a lot.

It did.

I have another question for
you, and it's kind of important.

Okay.

Do you like roller coasters?

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

It's so cute. Will
you look at that?

That is so darling!

Thank you so much,
Candy. It's precious.

You can always exchange if
you don't like the color.

What? No. I love it. I love it.

- My heart.
- It looks so cute.

I cannot wait to meet her.

- Okay. Alright.
- Okay. Next one's from Sherry.

Here we go, thank you.

Oh God! Oh God!

"Oh, God.

"Our help in ages past.

Our hope for years to come."

The choir sings those words.

All of you,

sing those words.

But, what do they mean?
Let us think about that.

Well, God has helped us...

- From Pat.
- And those before us,

for ages past.

And He is our hope, is He not?

God, He's our...

our hope.

Our wonderful and eternal...

Anyway, it continues.

Our shelter from
the stormy blast.

I didn't expect him to be
good, just not that terrible.

Betty wants to leave the church.

- What?
- She's that put off.

What, and do what?
Just go back to Wylie?

I don't know. It's
like she's channeling

everything wrong with the world
and just making him to blame.

Listen, as we get closer to the day,
I'll have to stay close to home more.

The last thing I want is to be
here when she goes into labor.

So just for the next few weeks.

Of course.

You know, if she did go into labor,
and she couldn't get ahold of me,

she'd call you.

Well, and I would
be there in a flash.

I know you would. She knows it.

'Cause you're a good friend.

You okay?

I'm gettin' in too deep.

What do you mean?

I don't want to fall
in love with you.

I don't

wanna have to deal with
myself if we go too far.

I think about you too much.

You don't find yourself thinking

too much about me?

Well, I think about
you all the time.

It's gettin' too serious.

Well...

we just won't let it. Okay?

Kids! Dinner!

Mamma mia! That's
a spicy meatball-a!

Sweetie, can you please
go find your sister

and tell her we're about to eat?

Mamma mia!

That boy watches
too much television.

Hey, Pat! What did we say about
spit valves at the dinner table?

Hey, Jenny! Ian!
Come on, let's go!

Hey, did I tell you

that the Gores were thinking
about leaving the church?

What? Why?

Betty cannot stand
the new minister.

And, honestly, I don't
think she's being very fair.

Not everyone can be as
earthy and warm as Jackie.

Well, he did tell
me no more puppets.

Excuse me?

Put the kibosh on it.

He said no more puppets
during children's sermons.

I know.

I've been telling you from the
start, the man is cold and unfeeling.

And he treats his
wife like property.

- Have y'all noticed that?
- Alright, alright.

Why do you keep
defending him, Candy?

Because I promised Jackie
I would, truth be told.

And the way he snorts
at us sometimes.

That we can't hold against him. He
evidently had sinus cancer as a child.

What?

I just want Jackie back.

We all do, honey. We
all do. We all do.

Sorry, I'm a little late.
Shall we get started?

- Let's start with the services.
- Excuse me?

- They're boring.
- Betty.

And cold! And why? Why
would you ban Pat's puppets?

I did not ban them.

I just said no more
Peter Rabbit as Jesus.

A little spontaneity
might be a good thing.

Sometimes, I think you mistake
this for a social club.

This is a church, Betty.

Doesn't have to be a dull one.

Betty.

Transitions do call
for some patience.

I'm not a patient, Don.
Please don't treat me as one.

What is going on with her?

It's the stress
from the pregnancy.

Well, she got a
little Joan Crawford.

Once she has the baby,

the light will come back
on, and she'll be okay.

Allan... No, never mind.

- What?
- It's just what I said before.

I don't know if I can handle
the way I'm feeling about you.

And I know that we said that...

That falling in love
was against the rules,

but that's what's happening.
I'm falling in love with you.

And I get scared for me,
and I worry about Pat.

I mean, this would
be too hard on him.

And...

I don't want to
lose our friendship.

I just don't want
anybody to get hurt.

I don't want this
to get outta hand

any more than you do,
Candy. But, honestly.

You and me

it's helped me
and Betty somehow.

- How so?
- I just feel

better.

I think it's because I have you.

We said that if we started to
get too emotionally involved,

that it... it's over.

That was our first rule.

I can see the head.

You have a beautiful girl.

She's 100% perfect.

She is so precious. I just...

- I can't speak.
- Thank you.

Princess.

Honey, think we might need to
get Princess a new playmate.

- A puppy?
- I want a puppy!

Me too!

She is so adorable.
Can I hold her?

Of course!

Alright.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Is there anything
like a newborn?

I don't think so.

You know, Bethany really is the
most beautiful little thing.

Oh, thank you.

Hey, Betty seems
good. Bright, even.

Well, she's doing better.
She's doing better.

You know, in spurts.
She still has her bouts.

But

we're we're headed to
Kansas in a few days

to introduce Bethany
to the grandparents.

So, you know, next week.

Oh, yeah. Got it. Yeah.

But we return that
following Thursday.

So, maybe that Friday.

Friday it is. I'll get a sitter.

- Great.
- Okay.

Well.

- Hi!
- Hey! You made it!

Hi, baby.

- How you doin', sir?
- Good to see you.

I'm so excited to
see you, little one.

Hello!

Mr. Mustard had just gone to
bed when his doorbell rang.

Hey.

- They are really loud tonight?
- Yeah.

Do you ever wonder what
they all say to each other?

Lord knows, but they
certainly sound chipper.

What?

Nothing.

Why the look?

Just looking at you and

looking and thinking.

About what?

Sometimes, I forget
how pretty you are.

Pat.

I'm sorry, honey.

I'm sorry. I'm just...

just really tired tonight.

Don't touch me.

Hey, honey.

You think I don't know.

That you're not
attracted to me anymore?

That you don't wanna touch
me, don't wanna touch me?

That's not fair.

That's not true.

You wanna have a discussion
about fair, Allan?

Why don't you start?

She just kept saying, "You
don't love me anymore.

- You don't love me anymore."
- Well, you did reassure her, right?

Yes. But she's convinced
that I'm not attracted to her

because she's fat
after having a baby.

Are you attracted to her?

Of course.

I was just spent.

My tank was empty because
I'd been with you all day.

The thing is, she
never initiates.

We haven't had sex since

before Bethany was born,
so for her to make a move

and to be rebuffed just...

What are you gonna do?

Candy, I think we should end it.

Us end it?

Us? No! What?

No! No.

- Okay.
- No, but now, you're being unfair!

- I'm not... Okay, shh.
- It's not... Do not...

No! Hey! Do not shh me!

You cannot just squelch another
person and their emotions.

Do not shh me ever.

I'm hurting Betty, Candy.

This affair is affecting
my marriage now.

You can't perform
with Betty one time

and, suddenly

you wanna end it?

I'm not saying that we
should definitely end it.

Then what are you saying?

Just that we should
think about it.

I don't wanna hurt her, or Pat.

No. Well, 'cause he's... He's
just the best singer in the choir.

We've become too close.

And I'm afraid that I

might not love her anymore.

And I can't let that happen.

We've both been using each other
to fill the gaps in our marriages,

and that's not right.

Right?

Let's just slow it down some.

Thank you all for
being here today

for the groundbreaking of
our wonderful new sanctuary.

Now, it's my honor
to cut this ribbon.

- Hello?
- Hey.

Hey, stranger.

- How you doin'?
- Yeah, I'm good.

I'm good. Yeah. You?

Pretty good.

Except for missing a few
of those special lunches.

Yeah. Me, too.

How's Betty?

You know.

Not too good, actually.

After that night when
I didn't respond,

she sort of went into a hole
and hasn't come out of it.

So, how are you doing?

Okay. Okay.

I'm taking a new job.

ECS Telecommunication.

I thought that you liked
working at Rockwell.

Yeah.

It's just if I want to
advance at the company,

that would mean
more travel, which,

- you know, isn't an option for Betty.
- Nope.

Why don't we get lunch
and talk face-to-face?

I'm not saying I want
us to end, Candy.

I don't. But, I need...

I need for me and
Betty to get better.

Stronger.

You said that being
with me helped.

Helped me, yes.

But, not me and her.
Certainly not her.

Is she feeling any better?

She wants to go to
Marriage Encounter now.

Really?

I think it'd do us some good.

The next one is in October.

What?

Marriage Encounter
will be the end of us.

Let's just see what happens.

Candy, let's just
see what happens.

I really hate to ask
you this right now.

But

it takes place over a weekend,

and Betty was wondering,
as was I, if you and Pat

could possibly take the kids.

Alisa loves you,

and Betty won't trust
anyone else with Bethany.

It would just... It would be.

Sure.

I'd be glad to.

You never mentioned a castle.

I did not know, honey.

I really don't know about this.

Well, let's hope the
food's good at least.

Spouses are expected to
be at each other's sides

at all times.

I should add at the
side of your own spouse.

Sometimes, we get couples from
California, so I always make sure.

Televisions are not to be
turned on in the rooms.

Not even a little. No
phones, no newspapers.

Nothing to get in the way

of couples communicating
about their feelings.

I will take the
opportunity right now

to propose your first
Marriage Encounter question,

which you will each
endeavor to answer

in your individual Marriage
Encounter notebooks.

You'll find these in your room.
The question is as follows.

Why did I come here this weekend,
and what do I hope to gain?

It says, in very bold letters,

that once we finish, we're to
exchange notebooks with a kiss.

Then read each other's answers
and discuss how it makes us feel.

It's killing you, isn't it?

I'm happy for them.
I'm glad for Allan.

It's killing you.

Well, it bugs me that he's
in some hotel room with her,

gettin' all gooey with her.

You know, I made
him a better lover.

He didn't even know how to French
kiss. I practically trained him.

And it seems like Bad Mood
Betty gets all the benefit

while I'm babysitting her kids.

Really?

You're the one who said
he was fall-in-love-proof.

I got an idea. Why
don't we go out tonight?

There's a new club
just opened up,

and everybody's
saying how fun it is.

I have to babysit the kids.

Oh, come on! Pat can watch 'em.

Couple of hours,
girls' night out.

It'll be fun.

You know, sometimes the
best path to happiness

is just to feign it.

Just to give in to
the illusion of it.

Well, I thought that's what
I was doing with Allan.

- Didn't even know how to French kiss.
- We're goin'.

"It's hard for me to
talk about sex, too.

"Sometimes, it's so hard
to feel calm and quiet

"as you need to be to enjoy sex.

"I guess the relaxation part
is the hardest part for me.

"That's why, in Switzerland,

"a little, or a
lot, of wine helped.

It relaxed me so I could really
be free to enjoy it all."

"Does this mean I'm not
comfortable with sex.

"if I need wine to make
love more pleasant?

I don't know."

How does that make you feel?

Well, I feel

more aware with
your insecurities.

I'm not sure that
awareness is a feeling.

There's no rule about what
constitutes a feeling.

Yes, it's in those
workbooks that they gave us.

It's not about what you think.

It's about how you
emotionally respond.

Being aware of my insecurity
over sex is not a feeling.

We're not supposed to judge
each other's reactions.

- It says that.
- I've said several things

specifically about sex

and you haven't really
responded. At all.

And I think I know

why, Allan.

You don't desire me.

- That is not true.
- No, you never touch me, and you...

Because you send the
message, "Don't touch me."

The core principle

of this Encounter is honesty.

Are you sexually
attracted to me, Allan?

I promise you I am.

I am. Hey.

What?

I've been so worried and
scared that you don't want me.

That you don't desire me.
That maybe you don't even

love me anymore.

Well, that's not true.
I do. I love you.

Betty.

I desire you.

We're here because I desire you.

Because I miss you.

I'd like to fornicate.

I'd like to.

Body of Christ, given for you.

I realized that what I was feeling
was not, "I don't like you,"

but more like, "I don't
feel excited about you

because I'm too used
to the way things are."

Body of Christ, given for you.

I want to share a lot
more of your feelings,

and I want to be able
to share mine with you.

When I think of your being gone more,
I remember those times with dread.

Blood of Christ, shed for you.

The aloneness.

Blood of Christ, shed for you.

I never really felt fear
for my safety at home alone

but the feeling of being alone

is the worst
possible one to have.

It's like you're
in a dark tunnel,

and you've got a long
ways to go to the light.

The light isn't there
till you're home again,

safe and sound.

And sometimes, the times you are
gone made the tunnel very long.

In the name of God, I, Allan,
take you, Betty, to be my wife.

To have and to hold,
from this day forward.

For better or worse,
richer or poorer.

For better or worse,
richer or poorer.

For better or worse,
richer or poorer.

To love and to cherish.

To love and cherish.

Until we are parted by death.

This is my solemn vow.

This is my solemn vow.

By the power vested in me
by Jesus Christ, our Lord,

it is my sincere pleasure

to re-pronounce you both

as man and wife.

- Hi!
- Hey!

Hi!

- Hi.
- Hey, sweetie. You have fun?

- Yeah. Yeah.
- You did?

- Hey. Great.
- How was it?

- Pat, thanks again.
- Hey, Allan! Yeah, of course. Any time.

Hey.

There's my little angel!

How'd she do?

She was perfect. Like
little angels are.

Hi.

Here you go.

Thank you.

Thank you so much for taking
them. I am beyond grateful.

Are you kidding me?
I love having them.

Especially since Jenny is
sweeter when Alisa comes over.

I missed you, my little girl.

So, how was it?

It was amazing.

- Yeah?
- It was really great.

Great.

I was skeptical. I really was.

But, honest to God,
it was the best thing.

You and Pat, you
should think about it.

- Not that you need it or anything.
- All set, honey.

Alright. Here I come.

- Thank you again so much.
- Any time.

Any time.

Careful.

- Got it?
- Hey.

So, it was good, Betty says.

Better than I could
have imagined.

I'm glad to hear it.

- I'll call you.
- Yep.

Bye!

Alright. That should do it.

- Thanks again, guys.
- Yeah.

- Thank you for...
- Bye-bye!

- Bye!
- Bye, guys.