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You gotta see this...
No. Just working out with Bill
five times a week. Same as always.
That's a looker.
Blondie, big lips. Chesty.
Is that your girl?
No, that's your daughter Samantha.
Of course it is.
And you better
always take care of her...
...and make sure nobody touches her
except you.
Pop, I'm just getting ready
for this meeting.
Okay. Absolutely.
I'll take off for you.
I'd like to spend more time together.
All of us.
Take you out for ice cream.
How's that?
I know your mother won't come...
...but you, Samantha,
Grandpa, Grandma.
That'd be nice, huh?
I knew something
was funny with you today.
Papa, take a seat.
Let me get you a water, okay?
What are we sitting for?
- Here you go, Pop, drink this.
- All right. Drink some water.
There, I had my water.
What's going on?
Grandpa died, Dad.
He died a while back now.
No, no, no.
Don't say that.
Where was I?
You're crying?
What happened?
Nothing. You know,
he just got old. That's life.
- Sh*t.
- You're born and you live and you die.
Man, I gotta go.
Hey, hang on.
Susie, push my next meeting.
No, no, do your meeting.
It's fine. I'm just dizzy.
- Why are you crying?
- I'm dizzy from the operation.
You're gonna make me cry, Dad.
You don't... You don't have to go.
You look... You look good.
It's all right. Goodbye.
Come on.
Come on.
It won't take you there.
Take me where?
To the moment he died.
You weren't there.
Of course I wasn't.
Can you take me
to the last time I saw him, please?
Hey, Dad. Sorry to bug you.
Would you mind looking
at my shopping mall design again?
This one is cheaper.
But if you check this out...
...you'll see it has
Cheaper one, like I said.
Now, just let me do my e-mail.
Yeah. Yeah, you're right, Dad.
He ain't right. You're a schmuck!
Look at it!
Surprise.
Hey, Grandpa.
Oh, my God.
When did you get so handsome?
So, Michael, I had a wonderful idea.
Your mother's playing canasta
with her friends tonight.
I thought,
"What a great opportunity."
You, me and Ben should go
and have a boys' night out.
- Can't.
- What do you mean you can't?
You have to eat sometime.
We could go,
we could whistle at pretty girls.
- I'm down for that.
- See? He's down.
I don't know what it means,
but he's down.
- Hey. Please.
- Don't give me that finger.
I'll make you a deal.
If you come, I'll show you
the quarter trick.
- Will you look at the man?
- I'll tell you the secret.
No, Dad.
Don't you wanna know how l...?
I know how you do the stupid trick.
I've always known.
Can you let me do my work?
You've always known.
You're pathetic.
Okay.
I love you, son.
See you later, Grandpa, I love you.
Dad.
Pop.
Pop.
I love you, son.
I love you, son.
I love you, son.
I love you too, Dad.
I'll miss you.
You know that.
Goodbye.
I'm sorry about your father.
Taking him wasn't something
I wanted to do.
What do you mean "taking him"?
I'm an angel, Michael.
An angel?
supposed to protect people.
I'm the angel of death.
Your dad, it was his time.
You bastard.
All right, leave me alone.
Leave me alone.
You had your fun.
Just take me to a good place.
And now, everybody, it's time
for Mr. Newman to say a few words.
Yay, Michael!
Go get them, Michael! Speech!
Wedding cake. Wedding cake.
Okay, where's the groom?
Show your face.
Hi, Dad.
Ben. I didn't miss
my son's wedding.
Wow, this is terrific, buddy.
Who's the lucky lady?
Very funny, Mr. Newman.
Aunt Peggy, is that you?
God, you got old.
No, no. L... She... I'm just playing.
She knows that.
Ma.
Ben's wife...
...welcome to the family.
Thank you.
Congratulations.
Let's have the best night, okay?
Look at you, Ma. You look amazing.
Michael, you haven't kissed me
like that since you were a little boy.
You are the best, Ma.
You know I know that, right?
Oh, darling, that's so sweet.
You know, Michael, your father
would've loved to be here.
I know, Ma.
Okay? I'm just glad you're here.
Me too, bubbala. Me too. Me too.
It's beautiful. Beautiful.
Beautiful. Look at her.
Donna, my favourite.
You're such a schmuck
for letting her go.
But don't let me ruin your evening.
I'll talk to you later.
Christina.
Michael, you've been so generous
taking care of all this...
...and the kids' honeymoon.
- Absolutely.
- Thank you so much.
Of course. Ben's wife
seems like a nice kid, huh?
- I think she's wonderful.
- Definite keeper.
Here's one you might remember
from The Cranberries.
Out of all the songs, huh?
Bill, since it's our son's wedding...
...do you mind if I dance
with my ex-husband for a minute?
- Not at all.
- Thank you.
Just have her back by midnight,
all right, champ?
You got it, Bill.
Why does he have
a bathing suit on?
Nice Speedo, buddy.
Still smelling good, huh?
After all these years.
Are you happy?
Of course I'm happy,
our son just got married.
Not about that. Are you happy
about where our lives ended up?
"Ended." It's not over yet.
- That's my Donna.
- It's true.
That Samantha?
Hey. What are you doing?
Put a sweater on. Cover them up.
What is with you?
Just kidding, I...
Just not used to seeing you
all grown-up like this.
Okay, well, if that's your way of telling
me that I look pretty, then thank you.
Let's go get some cake.
- I'll race you there, Dad. Come on.
- Okay.
"Dad"?
Michael, are you okay?
Is there a doctor?
We need a doctor here!
Michael!
- Dad!
- Dad!
It's just corn flakes.
One dance, you pop an artery.
Why'd you make me
waste my entire life?
You were fast-forwarding
through your life...
...long before you ever met me.
You lived the life you chose,
big shot.
This is not the life I wanted.
It is.
Looks like it is.
Hey. You're up. How you feeling?
I feel better
now that you guys are here.
Samantha's been here
like 36 hours straight.
She said she wouldn't leave
the hospital until you woke up.
- Why'd you do that?
- Because. You're my father.
I thought Bill was your father.
I have two fathers.
One of them told me he was gonna
live till he was 200. Remember?
You both really need
to get some sleep.
And I got a plane to catch.
Big Ben's gotta go
on his honeymoon.
Actually, I just cancelled
the honeymoon.
Kensington deal might fall through,
so I gotta go do damage control.
- Julie and I can go to Italy anytime.
- No.
It's not that big a deal.
- That's not fair to your wife.
- Dad...
...she gets it. Keeping
the business going is more important.
Guys, I'm sorry. You're gonna
have to leave. He needs his rest.
All right. Bye, Dad.
Bye, Daddy.
Get this off of me.
Whoa, whoa!
Hey, fella, you're a long way
from walking out of here.
I gotta see my son.
You're not going anywhere.
Now, get back into the bed.
- Isn't that Colin Farrell?
- Where?
Michael.
Those machines
are keeping you alive.
I gotta talk to my boy.
- Michael, stop.
- No.
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