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there is gonna be a sizeable

amount of money. $90,000.

Who knew in this market that

the cabin would do so well.

It states very clearly in your

father's will,

that if there is any money left

over from the sale of the cabin

that that money will be

distributed to Scottie

to pay down his debts and

to pay for his education.

What?

Yes. It was your father's

intention...

No, I understand that intention.

Um, I'm just, I'm confused.

It is a special circumstance.

M sorry, I-is this some kind of

joke?

No, this is no joke. It's

in his will.

I would have told you sooner, but I

didn't wanna cause anymore grief,

and frankly, I mean, I didn't

think it was gonna be an issue.

I thought that we'd owe money.

You know? I mean,

we sold the cabin for

such a slick price.

Am I hearing this right? I nursed my dad

through chemo, through the very, very end.

I mean I, I left my job for months

without compensation, without question,

and now my brother is being rewarded

for being the absent jerkoff

who f***ed around on a reality

television show?

Jesus Kate, come on!

Kate, I don't think that's

a fair characterization

of young bucks. I mean, that was a

fine show. It was Emmy nominated!

Your, your father was

very concerned about Scottie.

I mean that-that's not

saying anything against you.

I mean he had no idea that the

cabin would sell so well.

The living have absolutely no idea what

they're gonna be worth when they're gone.

So, failing out of school, and running up a

debt, and being a general fuckup is rewarded?

- Kate, just take it easy. Oh my god,

don't you dare tell me to take it easy.

I don't even know what crazy sh*t you're

mixed up in again with that hand of yours,

and bizarre text messages from that reality

chick saying she's gonna go to the police.

You know what, take the f***ing

90k. Piss it away.

At least I live in a world where

I have to get real with people.

I mean, hah, that kid of yours is gonna be

real lucky to have such a nut job as a mother.

How dare you? Have you been

going through my sh*t?

You f***ing b*tch.

I'm done.

Go, get the f*** out!

- Congratulations on the baby.

- Oh f*** you, Bob!

She doesn't wanna see you.

I know.

If I let you on during tonight's buckle

ceremony, what are you gonna do?

Apologize. That's all.

That's all you wanna do?

- That's all I wanna do.

Well, that is

very thoughtful of you.

And it also makes for really

good TV.

Yeah. That's what

I'm here for.

Let's get you

another beer, or maybe a shot.

Reginald.

I'm sorry. Your buckle, please.

- Good luck.

- Thanks.

Kelly.

I-I came back for

you. I-i don't wanna lose you.

Leave, please. Scottie.

You've been told to go home. Go home.

- Kelly, don't.

D-don't, don't, don't do this.

- Please, just go. Please.

- Stop torturing this woman.

- Dunkin, please.

Just get the hell outta

here, man!

I'm just trying to talk to

Kelly all right, just...

Aw, come on guys!

Whoa, man!

Oh! Aw man, get off of him.

Come on!

- Come on!

- Get off me!

No! Argh!

I'm gonna sue your ass, man!

Mother f... r. Do

you even love her?

Love? Do you think I even know

Kelly?

Do you think any of these

guys do?

Jesus man, we know

she's good in the sack,

but that's about it. It's a

f-ing game.

It's not a f-ing game to me

mother f-er.

Stop.

Dude, cool off.

All right, kids are gonna meet

us by the storage locker.

You okay?

You ever think that maybe he's

in a better place?

And this is the way it's

supposed to be?

You know, he's looking down on

you right now.

And yet, I'm just here,

watching the world go by.

You know, I've been trying to

talk to you for days.

I know.

I get it. You've changed.

I've changed.

You know, I didn't even want to

have this conversation right now.

- I wanted to deal with everything

first and then... - what conversation?

Oh please. I just wanted to unload the

truck, and then take care of the kids.

Then the two of us could go our

separate ways, and take a break.

- And have a child together.

- Come on.

Yeah.

Kate, sweetie, I-i am so sorry.

- You have to go now, okay? No, you can't

tell me that and then ask me to leave.

Fitz, you need to go, and you need to let

me say goodbye to this place without you.

Okay. I mean, if that is

your intention, then fine.

Please, just go.

Okay.

This search for love and

connection, it's so maddening.

It needs one of those little decoders

you find at the bottom of cereal boxes.

I came on this show not

knowing what I would find.

I just knew that I was over

the pain of losing.

And I was over the pain

of a broken heart.

So many guys I've dated, I've had to

search for that language of love.

Is he in love with me?

Or, is he just in love with me because

he's supposed to be in love with me?

Am I supposed to be in

love with him?

The uncertainty of those

questions is just terrifying.

I just want it to be clear.

This is a dream come true!

Are you gonna put it on me?

I love you, and you love me.

But there, with dunkin

as the sun set,

I no longer had these

irritating worries.

It was a dream come

true. I was set free.

So madly in love. And

so was he.

- Hey.

- Hey.

Looks like you, uh, have

some extra storage space.

Underwater storage.

Uh, where, where are Fitz

and the Ballers?

I sent them home.

- Okay. Well, uh... - what are

you doing here, Scottie?

Didn't you have to go after

your reality girl?

- I came back, so you could hear this.

- What are you doing?

All right Katie, well your

mother and I are heading to bed.

Well, I am. Your mother's fallen asleep

reading some book about what's wrong with me.

The news here is that Scottie is grounded.

I guess that's not really new news.

He sold s-z of our world books.

Turns out,

he's been skipping his

summer school classes,

and selling the books one by one

to that antique shop on Lindale.

He does make life interesting with

his ways of avoiding responsibility.

I suppose he gets that from me.

All right, now I know you only talk

to your mother about your worries.

I'm here to remind you to just

relax and squeeze Chickie.

That's what she told me to say.

I'm bad at this.

Please, don't worry.

Go have some fun!

All is fine here. Even

with your nutty brother.

He did ask when you're

coming home today.

Nice to hear his voice, huh?

Sleep well. Love you.

I miss him.

I miss him too.

Come on. Let's go

say goodbye.

You're it!

Look what I found! Pirate

treasure!

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