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I gotta find an accompanist.

And I gotta pick a song.

- You better get a move on.

- Okay. I better make some calls.

Sarah... Can I have the camera.

Thank you, thank you.

I suppose this is your way

of smoothing things over?

No, no. This isn't personal.

This is strictly business.

Between you and your agent.

Because on a personal level

I consider you a disgusting pig.

Guess that's a step up

from being a a**hole.

Artie. It's Leah.

Yes, well, I need a big favor.

Is there any particular song or style

you would like, because...

- Whatever works for you.

- Okay, all right.

- Artie? - Two bar intro.

- Two bar. Okay.

The way you described her. I expected

someone considerably younger.

Well, what she lacks in curb appeal.

She makes up for in historic charm.

She slept with Elvis.

Really?

Nice voice.

But a little soft.

What do you say $1250 a week

and we got a deal.

Enjoy the rest of the song

because this is the last time

you're going to hear it.

- You're busting my balls.

- We had a deal for $1500.

Could she start Thursday?

You were great!

You were great! Oh, my God!

That run you had in the second chorus

was just, as the kids say, cra'!

- No, no. What does 'cra' mean?

- Crazy. Crazy, oh.

Okay, I'm going to go with that.

- And thank you so much.

- I had a great time.

- I had fun.

- What you did for me.

Artie, you are truly a stand up guy.

Okay, I owe you. Hey, get yourself

a new toupe it's on me.

Artie.

Thanks again. Oh, God, thanks.

I just want to say one thing to you.

Thank you for getting me

this audition.

- It means a lot to me.

- Come on, it was your talent.

You know, Oren. You can be

surprisingly decent at times.

Yeah, you know. I was thinking

about that night and...

And I agree it was really

unfortunate for the evening...

to end that way

and I take full responsibility.

- Good, because it was your fault.

- Didn't I just say that?

And I was wondering if there was

some, you know, pathway to a do-over.

- A do-over?

- Even teenagers and monkeys

- get a second chance.

- To what end?

- Well, you know, I just thought...

- You thought what?

You thought that we could...

what do the kids call it?

- We could have a... hook up?

Is that what you thought?

- No.

I don't do casual sex.

No, I never could.

Even way back. Back in the day.

Way back in Woodstock

and everybody was talking about

free love, how cool, how groovy...

But I couldn't do it.

Even then I knew that...

Love always comes with a price.

Well, perhaps the choice of the word

do-over was ill advised.

Yeah. Look.

Why don't we take this conversation

as you trying to get into

my good graces and me being

only too happy to let that happen.

- Okay, less than I hoped for, more than I expected.

- Okay. All right.

- You ready for the big move?

- I guess so.

- I'm going to miss you, grandma.

- I'm going to miss you.

She's not joining the Army,

you're going to be 20 feet away from

each other.

I know, but it's not the same.

I love having Sarah here and I'm

going to miss watching her sleep.

You can come next door

and watch her sleep all you want.

- You watch me sleep?

- Yeah, because you are a wonder, that's why.

- And maybe when I'm not working we can spend the night together.

- Yeah.

I hate to break up

this love fest here, but you and I,

- we got business to discuss.

- Bye bye.

- Now, what is your favorite color?

- What?

For your room,

the painters are coming...

- You can pick any color you want.

- Purple.

No, that's no good.

What's your next favorite color?

- Pink?

- Pink.

Pink is too...

You know it's just too pink.

- Yellow?

- Yellow reminds me of puke, you know.

Wait a minute, I got an idea.

- Ready?

- Ready.

It's perfect!

- I love you, grandpa!

- I love you, sweetheart.

Did Oren tell you that he hired

a lawyer to appeal Luke's sentence?

- It doesn't surprise me.

- It surprised Luke.

I stopped by to see him yesterday.

He hadn't even talked to his dad.

That doesn't surprise me either.

Oren is different from you and me.

Well, from me Grandma.

Two of you are peas in a pod.

Blow me.

I love you like family.

- Mow his lawn and leave him the hell alone.

- Oh, my God...

- He's stalking Oren for a shakedown.

- Is Mr. Little here?

- Mario Reyes?

- Yes. This is my wife Selena.

- Hi.

This is Mario Reyes.

He won the Cy Young last year.

We just got him as a free agent

from the Rangers.

So he's not a Gardner?

He just signed a 175 million dollar

contract with the Mets.

Would you like another donut?

What are you doing here? How'd you

get out? Come on, get in here.

Come on, Paint.

Come on. Come on.

Good boy. Good boy.

Yeah, good boy. All right.

Jesus, I leave it

for half an hour...

Sarah!

You left the slip and slide on!

- What the hell?

- Hurry, she needs help!

- Oh, God!

- Oh, my God!

- What are you doing?

- Having my baby!

- No, you can't do that!

- Well it's not up to me!

- Sarah, please call 911!

- I called 911.

Why couldn't you do this

in your apartment?

I couldn't make it up the stairs!

- Leah! Get in here God damn it!

- She went shopping.

She went shopping?

See, this is what happens

when you have sex.

No, no, no, no.

No pushing.

I need to push!

Sarah, please, just go

into the purple room.

- Oren! Do something!

- Okay!

I'm going to wash up!

Oren! Oren!

I'm coming! I'm coming!

Just keep it in there.

Just keep it in there!

Okay, I'm coming!

All right, okay!

I'm going to lift up your dress now.

I want a epidermal!

- You've got underpants on.

- Take 'em off!

- I'm not going to look.

- Just look!

- No, no.

- I want you to look.

- I won't look.

- I've got a baby that needs you to look!

Okay, I'm looking.

- Oh, sh*t.

- What?

There's a head in your vagina!

- Oh, my God!

- Get it out of there!

Get it out of there.

Oh, my God!

Oh, thank God, get over here!

Get over, there's a baby!

I can't do this!

I need you to help me out!

You're fine, you're fine, Oren.

- You gotta do it.

- I'll take over...

- No, Oren, don't leave!

- Okay! I'm not leaving.

Cradle the head.

Now listen to me Kennedy!

One more push!

Go on, push!

It's a boy!

Look at that...

That wasn't so bad!

- He's not breathing.

- What?

Oren... He's not crying.

Oren, make him cry!

Pat him on the back.

- Pat him harder, Oren.

- Breathe!

I can make anybody cry.

You want this?

- You did it... Thank you, Oren.

- No problem.

Sarah, come out.

He's perfect in every way.

- It's so little.

- He didn't feel little.

- Baby, I'm here! Kennedy!

- Ray!

It's a boy!

Oren delivered him.

I think he was coming out on his

own. I just more or less caught him.

Thanks, Oren.

- Ma'am, are you okay?

- I'm fine.

We can help with the umbilical cord.

Oren Little, speak.

Hi Claire.

Nothing.

Just facilitating

the miracle of life.

How about you?

Are you okay?

I just sold my house.

Grandpa?

Grandma's going to work.

She looks sad.

Leah!

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