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Hey... jacket?

Or no jacket?

- Jacket.
- Right. The two of us always wore jackets.

We never hung out without jackets.

- Dad?
- Natural waist, or sagging?

Sagging, definitely.

Dad was nervous.

Nervous about reuniting
with his best friend Noah.

But he didn't have to be.

They were old friends.

Come on, dad.
You guys are like these two.

Who... Simon & Garfunkel?

[ Chuckles ]
Yeah.

Sure, life happens,
and you go your separate ways.

But when you reunite,
it's like time stands still

and you pick up right where you left off

and make beautiful music together,

according to Wikipedia.

Right. Right where we left off.

The only thing was,
neither Simon nor Garfunkel

had ever spent 80 days
seeking inpatient treatment

for anger issues... at least
not according to Wikipedia.

[ Buzzer ]

[ Gate clangs ]

Free at last, buddy!
[ Laughs ]

- Free at last! Whoo!
- Aah!

Oh, what? I was just going in
for the high five.

High fives aren't scary.

High fives are 'cause
something awesome happened.

There you go.

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

- A little shell-shocked.
- Yeah.

Right, I... I completely understand.

But you're out.

And you're leaving all that behind you.

Right?

We're both wearing jackets.
A new day is dawning.

- Am I right?
- Right.

- Right, so give me a pound!
- Aah!

Okay. No... no pound.

So far, the reunion was

a little more "Troubled Water"
than "Homeward Bound."

Wow, so, you're telling me
it's not even an elective.

Correct. It's a class required
for graduation.

Uh, but how does senior tanning
enrich students academically?

It doesn't.

It enriches our yearbook aesthetically.

See, this is exactly
what's wrong with Chatswin.

There is way too much
emphasis on aesthetics.

We should be studying Descartes,
not De La Renta.

But that is a super-cute De La Renta.

Thanks.

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Alih Jey:
Last night I had
a pleasant nightmare

Suburgatory 3x05 - Blame it on the Rainstick
Original air date February 26, 2014

Dalia: Okay.

Hey, seniors.

Now, as you all know,

I'll be overseeing the tanning unit,

as well as all subsequent field trips

wherein we will be tanning your unit.

Curious... who here knows
the proper tanning form?

If your hand's not in the air,

don't despair, as I will be
going over all that.

Now, those of you
with more junk in the trunk,

you will need to be vigilant
about performing

a maneuver known
as the butt-cheek check.

And if you're white as chalk like Tessa,

you need to start slow.

If you drop a cracker into a fire,

it just burns, and so, too, will you.

- Yes.
- I have to go pee.

Okay.

Senior tanning?

The more I thought about it,
the more I made peace with it.

It wasn't something I saw
myself doing pre-Chatswin,

but maybe it was time to surprise myself

and for the first time ever...

ditch school.

This is nice...
Good, old-fashioned hang.

Hang sesh.

Just a couple of bros
enjoying the sound of silence.

Silence, yeah.

[ Biederman panting ]

I, uh... I... I notice...

- you're wearing glasses.
- Yeah.

I don't recall
you ever wearing glasses before.

No.

Something happen to your eyes?

I wasn't seeing clearly.

[ Inhales deeply ]

Okay. Noah...

what did they do to you in there?

The A.C. isn't on,

and you haven't complained once
about the temperature.

I haven't heard a single snide comment

about how uncomfortable
the couch is or the dog smell,

which I know you hate.

But I don't hate. Not anymore.

Sorry, I'm not buying it.

There are way too many things
that enrage you.

- Not anymore.
- Yeah?

Pomegranates.

Worth the effort.

Ted Danson dating Whoopi Goldberg.

The heart... wants what it wants.

The sequel to "Bring It On."

Was entitled "Bring It On Again"
and aptly so.

It got the job done.

While George was getting
his first taste of the new Noah

I was tasting freedom,
and it was delicious.

[ Up-tempo music playing ]

[ Drum beating ]

[ "Moth's Wings" plays ]

In Manhattan, parks were mostly
for buying drugs

and public urination, but in Chatswin,

it seemed like the parks
were used for...

something else.

I don't know... performance art,
some stupid band.

Whatever it was, it was
incredibly un-Chatswin-like.

And by that, I mean it was amazing.

Whoo!

Whoo!

Wow, that was just, like... wow!

- Thanks.
- And you guys get so... sweaty.

- Yeah, we do. - Just, like, a lot of
sweat in a really short period of time.

It's not that hot in here... impressive.

- I'm Caris.
- Tessa.

I couldn't help but notice that
our music seemed to move you.

It was like you were singing
what I was feeling.

Isn't it amazing?

People wander across
each other's paths for a reason.

And I bet there's a reason
you wandered across ours.

Yeah, 'cause I cut school.

Guys, this is Tessa.

Tessa, this is Carol, Tommy,
Lonny, Dommy, Nonny, Konny,

Bahammy, Mikey, Likey,
Tikey, Sikey, Moop, Meep,

Nimmy, Dimmy, and Luke.

We're a group of musical nomads.

We live together, and we travel
wherever the rhythm brings us.

And it brought you to Chatswin?

[ Laughs ]
I think it brought us to you.

Greta, hey, I... I got your
message. Is everything okay?

[ Sighs ]
It's great to have him back.

It is, but, uh, Dr. Werner...
he isn't himself.

Right.

He's had a patient unconscious
in his office for over an hour.

What?

Noah? Noah?

[ Door closes ]

Noah?

Hey, George!

- Whoa.
- Good to see you.

You look well.

Is that a new top?

Noah, w... what's...
what's going on with this guy?

Oh, you know, I can't do this.
I can't do it anymore.

I can't. I tried, and I just can't.

It goes against all my training.

Your... your dental training?

No, my mental-wellness training.

I can't bring myself to brutally

wrench the bone from his flesh.

It's the ripping and the tearing.

It's the rippin' and
the tearin'. I won't do it!

Well, you should have thought of
that before you anesthetized him.

You're not wrong about that.

But you... y... you...

[ Sighs ]

...have great instincts.

You know, and a... and a...
and a... and a steady hand.

You know? Uh, you got a...
you got a firm...

firm... firm grip. Hold it.

I've always said that about you.

Noah, I mean, doesn't that
require years of training?

Not... really.

Just think of it as a nail that
you're pulling out of a wall.

Right? You've pulled plenty
of nails out of walls.

- Noah...
- This one's just made of jawbone.

That one.

[ Groans ]

[ Sighs ]

I could go to jail for what I did today.

This could be my last meal.

In that case, it needs salt.

And the worst part isn't all
the hand-holding Noah needs.

The worst part is feeling
like I... I lost a best friend.

Just as I gain 17 new ones.

George, not to gloat,
but I joined a band.

Well, they're not so much
of a band as they are

a radical musical movement,

and the best part is
they're not from Chatswin.

In fact, they're
the antithesis of Chatswin.

Where are they from?

The whole wide world... planet Earth.

They are musical nomads, and
they taught me how to play...

[ Rattling ]
...this.

- The giant stick?
- The giant rain stick.

It is a conduit for divination,
relaxation,

and spiritual healing.

Cool.

- Can you hear it?
- Yeah.

[ Rattling continues ]

- Can you feel it?
- Eh.

Well, Nimmy says it's transformative.

Yeah, well, maybe Nimmy can use it

to transform Noah back
to the way he used to be.

- Nimmy? I can't be saying that right.
- You are.

It's like Noah overcorrected, you know?

He's... he's completely neutered.

I have to figure out a way
to snap him out of it.

George, I'm telling you, I have the cure

for what ails him
right here in this stick.

- You want me to show you?
- Sure.

Can you muster a little enthusiasm?!

Sure!

[ Rattling ]

[ Exhales sharply ]

[ Rhythmic rattling ]

[ Exhales sharply ]

Right, so, we have that.

Maybe I'll just try
a couple other things...

first.

Since poor food service
was Noah's button...

Well, I... I cannot imagine
what is taking the food so long.

...Dad decided to push it
again and again.

Waiter: First course, gentlemen,
Chef's salad.

Ah.

Dressing on the side?

Oh.

No onions.

You're allergic to onions.

And that's a $23 salad.

Which is why it will not go to waste.

Can I get you anything else?

Hmm.

Maybe just a... a small glass of water.

Coming right...

u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-p.

Nothing in life is perfect,
not even this glass of water.

Really? You're gonna drink the water?

Oh, geez.

I must say you're looking quite golden.

Quite, quite golden indeed.

Perhaps one or two of you still
need to work on your technique.

Perhaps it's just one of you...
one student in particular.

I know, okay? I know. I dozed off.

Well, that's what
the buddy system is for,

and I can't help but notice
your buddy, Tessa Altman,

is once again a no-show.

No, Tessa's here. She's definitely here.

She just has a... raging U.T.I.

Um, you know how much bacteria...

loves Tessa.

Um, you know what?
She's probably in the bathroom.

- I'll just go check.
- Okay.

Hey!

- Buddy, what gives?!
- Oh.

[ Grunts ]
I just had to cover for you again.

What are those dots?

- Never mind my dots.
- Now you have dots?

Okay, okay.

I found something way more enriching

than the march towards skin cancer.

I joined a band,
and it's amazing and liberating.

And I really hope you come see
us play in the park.

Why do you look like "Braveheart"?

Why? Because my buddy
has her priorities screwed up.

[ Scoffs ]
My priorities are screwed up?

You can't keep skipping class.

- Lisa, it's not a real class.
- It will be when you fail it.

Lisa... if you want to
be a half-tan sheep

in a full-tan flock, go for it.

But me, I'm marching to the beat

of a different drummer... Luke.

- That's my band's drummer.
- You're still in a flock.

It's just a different flock,

and I can't believe you'd be more loyal

to a group of strangers
you just met in the park

than you would be to me,
your best friend!

What am I supposed to do about a buddy?!

I don't know, Lisa.

Maybe it's time you go
find yourself a new one.

[ Rattling ]

Burn.

On your face.

You should get that looked at.

[ Knock on glass ]

Yeah, what about?

Oh!

I don't know why I thought
it was soundproof.

It looked soundproof, but it isn't.

It's about Tessa.

[ Sighs ]
What's up, Dallas?

Well, this is about
the bronzing requirement

expected from all students
in their senior year.

Tessa's performance, I'm afraid,
pales in comparison,

and I just wanted to...

Wanted to come down
and talk to me about it.

- Got it.
- Well, now, hold on. Am I detecting a tone?

No, no tone.

I will talk to Tessa

about taking her "tanning class"
more seriously.

And the next time
you want to talk to me,

don't feel compelled to use
my daughter as an excuse.

What?!

First off, if you're implying

that I harbor tenderness for you,

you are sorely mistaken.

And secondly, I don't appreciate
your "air quotes"

and "all" that they "imply."

- Incorrect use of air quotes.
- Incorrect use of your mama.

I came down here
out of concern for Tessa.

And if you're not concerned, well,

there's nothing for you
to concern yourself with.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

Hang on, guys. Hang on a sec.

Tessa, everything okay?

Yeah. Why?

The stick felt a little off today.

- A lot off.
- Shut up, Nonny.

Why don't you mind your own washboard?

Whoa, hey. Whoa. Not cool.

Tessa, i... if something
is intruding on your happiness,

let us know, but please
don't intrude on Nonny's.

Sorry... Nonny.

Sorry, you guys.

I just, um... I got in
an argument with my best friend,

and I know she's really mad at me.

And I guess it's really nagging at me.

[ Sighs ]
Would it help if we killed her?

What?

If we murdered her, I mean.

You see, technically, the band
is your best friend now,

and we find
that outside friendships tend

to get really problematic.

So killing, uh...

Lisa.

...Lisa might be the cleanest
way to go on this one.

A charismatic leader,
no outside friendships,

matching white outfits,
and made-up names

that rhyme with the exception of Luke.

How could I have missed it?
I didn't join a band.

I joined a cult!

[ Laughter ]

Um...

Caris, I just had,
like, a small question

that I wanted to
question you about over here.

Shoot.

So, uh, what happens to band members

who don't want to
be in the band anymore.

[ Laughs ] Tessa, we don't keep
people here by force, silly.

You can pretty much go anytime you want.

You just need to turn your uniform in,

suffer one exit beating,
and you are on your way.

Exit b... beating?

Oh, it's a formality.

Exit beatings are exacted using
whichever instrument you play.

In your case... youch!

Yeah.

Too bad I don't play the kazoo, right?

[ Laughing ]
Yeah.

But I once took someone's eye
out with one of those, so...

Right.

[ Laughs ]
Hey.

You're not thinking
about leaving, are you?

- No way.
- Okay.

Lisa: Tessa? Tessa?

Lisa, no. No, no, no, no.

You have to get out of here.

Look, I know that things got pretty real

in the bathroom between us.

- What? What are you talking about?
- The fight.

But I just want you to know

that I put our friendship
above all else.

So if Muhammad won't tan
at the mountain...

the mountain will play
in the band with Muhammad.

Lisa, this is a cult,
and they're gonna kill you.

They're gonna kill you. They
told me they want to kill you.

- Mm, what?
- Yeah.

Dallas: Look here!

Not one but two little cutters
who avoided my...

Holy crap!

This is a cult. You girls joined a cult?

Unintentionally.

H... how did you even know that this...

Oh, my gosh, I was big
into cults as a tween.

Loved cults, loved 'em.

If not for all those pesky
exit beatings...

I don't want an exit beating.

Okay, girls, just take a deep breath.

I'm gonna ask you a few questions.
[ Exhales deeply ]

- How many have you slept with?
- What?! None!

And you haven't exchanged any vows

or sister-wived yourself in any way?

- No.
- Good. You're doing great.

Do they know your last name,
your place of residence,

or either of your socials?

- No!
- No!

In that case... run!

- Oh, damn!
- Lisa!

Don't slow down!

If she's supposed to make it, she will!

George: She said it was a band.

Well, there was a musical element.

But then with most good cults,
there usually is.

I'm sorry I didn't take you seriously.

I can't thank you enough
for looking out for Tessa.

You want to stay, have a slice of pizza?

- It's the least I can do.
- No, thanks.

Um, but, George, the next time
you want to invite me to dinner,

you don't need to use
your "daughter" as an excuse.

Improper use of air quotes.
She is my daughter.

[ Laughs ]

When friendships change,

sometimes you have to change with them.

Lisa was willing to join a cult
to save our friendship,

so maybe George had given up too quickly

on connecting with Noah.

After all,
he was Simon to his Garfunkel.

Both:
Old friends

Thank you, George.

- I know I let you down.
- No, no.

I let you down.

For not being more... accepting.

But that's all behind us now.

[ Sighs ]

I just have never been so...

at peace in my life...
My son playing in the sand...

best friend at my side.

Give me that, fat ass!

[ Laughing ]
Whoa!

Wow, that... oh.

[ Chuckles ]

- The old me would have gotten mad at that.
- Right?

- He called my son a "fat ass"!
- You okay?

Well, no, I'm... I... I'm good.

Hoo. Hoo.

- That's right.
- He called him a "fat ass"!

- Hey, hey, Noah! Noah!
- Listen, hey, hey, hey!

I want to... I want to
talk to you there, champ!

- That's not a fat ass! That is a diaper...
a diaper, okay?! - Hey.

Even though George feared for
that child's safety,

he had to admit it was nice

to have his old friend back.

- I will end... you!
- Okay. Okay.

[ Laughing ]
All right?!

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