Dating Daisy Page #2

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Hey, you said you

were coming yesterday.

- I know. I'm sorry.

- I've been looking at your

Facebook post.

I've even applied

for your video game's beta.

You what?

I used to play "Oregon Trail."

[chuckles]

Seriously,

I'm really proud of you,

I think it's terrific

what you're doing.

So tell me about this startup.

You got some momentum.

You have the financing.

What's going on?

Um, yeah.

We, uh... we got it, actually.

Well, I...

That's awesome.

My dad cut...

This is cause for celebration.

How about some sparkling cider?

No, no, I got to drive.

I can't get too crazy.

That's not funny.

Dad, seriously?

Daisy, I'm so happy

you got the time off,

I knew you would, honey.

Here you go.

I'll have it later.

I got to change and wash off.

[both] Okay.

Well, wait, your dad

broke the sink knob,

so I put a wrench

in there for you.

Come on, I'll show

you how it works.

- I'll take your bags up.

- Thanks.

So you just take hold of this,

give it a turn,

and turn it that way.

That's great.

Ta-da!

You got it, no problem.

See you later.

[giggles]

Thanks, Grandpa.

[chuckles]

Hey.

- Hey, Liz.

- Hi.

- Oh, no, what happened?

- I know.

Skiing.

Oh...

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

- She's still in the bathroom?

- Yeah.

[whispering] It's really good

to see you guys together...

or whatever it is.

Sorry.

That's fine.

That's fine.

Yeah.

No, we, um...

we saw each other last week

by accident.

I was in a coffee shop

and looked up from my laptop

and nearly had a heart attack.

[chuckles]

And then her car's

radiator blew up.

Of course.

Of course.

So she called me

about coming up and...

There you go.

Yeah.

But I know where I am,

you know?

[whispering] It's like the last

time we talk about this sh*t...

[Daisy] Hey, guys.

- Hi.

- Hey.

Um...

I'll see you guys

back downstairs.

It's freezing.

[Michael] I know.

Hey, that's okay.

[both sigh]

This place turns me 15 again.

[chuckles]

I always liked your room.

My room in Cambodia was

bare walls.

I was never home.

I miss my students.

Here, I'm always the kid.

You look pretty

grown up to me.

You know what I found

the other day?

Hmm?

Your Boba Fett toothbrush.

- You kept that?

- [laughs]

I put it in my "us" box

with all of your

sweet little things.

I still have

that wack painting

you made of me

on our mushroom trip.

[both laughing]

Never again.

You needed it.

I didn't realize it then,

but I came up with the name

for my company that night.

I'm so freaking proud of you.

[somber music]

I don't know how to tell you

just how good that is to hear.

I love you.

You can't be saying

sh*t like that.

Why?

Why is there this unwritten rule

that you're allowed

to be honest, but I'm not?

I still think

about us sometimes, okay?

And I know it's black and white

for you, and...

I understand why,

but it's, um...

It's not like that for me.

But if it's not

serious for you...

[chuckles]

I don't think we'd be here again

if it wasn't serious.

If we ever got back together...

That would have to be it,

like, 100% it,

and if that's

not where you're at...

If there's one thing

you taught me

is that I deserve

to be happy in my job,

and I don't know where

or what that's gonna be,

but that doesn't mean

that I don't love you...

Or that I don't see us

ending up together.

I know I can't ask you

to wait for me, but...

You are, though.

Happy Thanksgiving.

[Liz]

Yeah, Happy Thanksgiving.

[sighs]

[birds chirping]

Hey, little baby boy!

There he is!

Oh, I missed you so much!

- Oh, I'm so glad you're here.

- Hey, hey, get in here.

Look at this guy.

Welcome home.

Sweetie, you are

late, late, late.

- Sorry, sorry.

- It's okay, it's okay.

Oh, good.

Oh, what is this now?

- What?

- Nothing, nothing.

We'll put this in the fridge

or something.

No, no, no, you

handle this, honey.

Michael's got to go freshen up.

You have a clean shirt?

Company's already sitting down.

- [Michael] Company?

- [Mom] Yeah.

Hi, sweetie.

- Do you remember me?

- Ana.

- Yeah. Hi.

- Yeah. Hi.

Oh, my goodness.

Ele, he's grown up

so handsome.

Isn't he, though?

Look at that face.

Hi.

Oh, get over here.

This is my daughter, Samira.

Michael, say hello.

- Hi.

- Hi.

So Ana's your mom?

You're her daughter?

Yeah.

- Happy Thanksgiving.

- Happy Thanksgiving.

[laughter]

You know, she went

to Casitas High.

You guys could've met in

marching band, for all you know.

Wow. Huh.

[Michael imitates trumpet]

You look great.

All right, who's thirsty?

I got a Chateau La Gaffeliere

Saint-Emilion 2010.

Michael, you know the bottle.

No, no, no,

he's driven for hours.

Michael, go upstairs and wash

that road trip off of you.

I don't need to shower.

Well, at least change

your shirt.

Why? It's just gonna

get covered in crap.

Michael, just look nice.

Change your shirt.

Don't bust my ass.

[Donna]

Spending time with Michael...

what's going on there?

I-I don't know.

I mean, it's confusing

being in his energy,

you know, but...

It's crazy, Mom.

I'm more myself with him

than I am with anyone else.

You know, honey,

I think you two

just need to go to therapy

and work these things out.

Mom...

Well, you two were talking

marriage at one point.

There's clearly something there.

He's not going

to therapy with me.

Well, exes go to therapy.

I think he wants this to work.

Why else would he offer

to drive you up?

He just wanted to see if you

were in a different place,

which you are.

You've got a career,

your own place.

You want it to work?

Yeah.

But...

Dais...

there will always be a "but."

You just got to shut

the "but" up.

[chuckles]

[gasps]

You look so sharp.

What is going on here?

Oh, don't be so angry.

I was gonna tell you,

but you were late.

You should've told me

what I'm stepping into.

What are you stepping into?

An arranged marriage!

[laughs] Don't be so dramatic.

It's just dinner.

I mean, they're

practically family anyway.

Oh, honey.

It's been almost five months

since you and Daisy

broke things off,

and I've barely heard

a peep out of you since.

And I know you must've been

so lonely down in LA, but...

I just didn't know what to do.

And maybe it was pushy, maybe

you weren't ready, I get it,

but I'm not forcing anything

here anymore, I promise.

I mean,

Ana's daughter's in town,

so she came, that's all.

You don't have to be

ready for anything.

- What did you tell her mother?

- I told her you were ready.

- Mom!

- Oh, all right.

I wanted her to come, okay?

You need to socialize.

Girls your age are supposed

to be thinking

about the bigger picture.

I want to show you something.

Oh...

This is Bubbe's ring.

I had it polished.

This is for you

and your future wife one day,

whomever she may be.

This is so...

Okay, go ahead, be angry.

Tell your father

it's all my fault, as usual,

but later on when you're happy,

I want credit for that, too.

Now, go grab the carving knife,

be yourself.

[laughter, indistinct chatter]

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