Moms' Night Out Page #3
- Yes, I am.
I'm showing marked improvement.
You have to give me that.
- I'm... I...
- I want credit.
Who is that?
That'll be Bridget.
What?
Yeah, I called Bridget and invited her
to dinner, and, uh, then I forgot.
Dinner?
- Yeah.
- Open up, you community of losers.
- I'm hungry.
- It's okay. Just...
You know, it's fine. We'll
just whip something up.
- Oh, we'll just whip something up?
- Yeah.
Yeah, 'cause that's usually how
that happens. We do it together.
Looking forward to whipping
something up with you, together.
Wind it up! Whoop, whoop!
This is Sean's
half-sister, Bridget.
Bridget says awkward things.
Bridget has no filter.
Hey, I'm not done with that!
Give it back.
So, um, great news.
I got a new job.
so, um, I picked up a night
shift at a bowling alley.
Cool.
That is unbelievably cool.
Oh, no. Here it comes.
She knows I compulsively
take care of people.
I can't say no.
and I was hoping
you could watch Phoenix
while I work.
- Saturday night?
- Mmm-hmm.
Oh, yeah, um, normally, yes.
But I'm actually glad
you brought that up
because I planned this,
uh, moms' night thing.
- Oh.
- You what?
For Saturday.
You planned a moms' night?
I did. I planned one.
You always babysit
Phoenix on the weekends.
I was sort of counting on
you when I got the job.
Yeah, um...
You know when a flight attendant
goes through the safety thing?
You know when they say, uh, you have
to put on your oxygen mask first
- before assisting others?
- Are we flying somewhere?
Is this what we're...
Yeah. Yeah, you need
your oxygen mask.
You have to have your mask
on before assisting others.
- Ah.
- Right? Before you can help others!
Wow, Sean. We get it!
It's a metaphor. I think we both...
We got it.
It's a very good metaphor. Thank
you for pointing that out.
You're welcome.
- You will go...
- Saturday.
- Saturday night. You will go Saturday night.
- Saturday night.
- Saturday night?
- Saturday night.
- Really?
- It's Saturday.
Oh, no! Sean can't play video games
on Saturday night
with his loser friends.
First of all, that's low.
You don't even know Kevin.
I know Kevin.
Kevin is Sean's friend.
Sean met Kevin when they
were in the fifth grade.
They started playing video
games as juveniles.
They still play video
games like juveniles.
Don't stand right
behind me, move over!
No, no, no, no, no.
Backup, backup.
I just died.
Kevin hates kids.
Well, I hate kids.
You don't hate kids.
I hate kids.
Somehow Sean justifies
this relationship.
No, I didn't shoot you.
The guy behind you shot you.
I use video games to
transition from work stress.
That's my oxygen!
I put mine on, video,
I can help you put yours on,
and then you can help
the rest of the world.
Thank you.
What about Joey?
Joey is Bridget's ex.
He's a fun guy.
In a non-committal, allergic to
all responsibility kind of way.
No. I tried that.
Here's the thing, you're going out
and I'm gonna, uh, watch Phoenix.
- You're gonna watch Phoenix?
- I will watch Phoenix.
Big brother to the rescue once
again and everybody's happy.
I don't need your charity and I
certainly don't need your metaphors.
So I'm gonna go
get you to bed 'cause that's
the responsible thing to do.
'Cause I'm so responsible.
Later.
See you later.
Look for your oxygen!
You'll find it!
Thought that went well.
And also, uh, Marco's
bringing the twins over
because he's afraid
to watch them alone.
- What?
- Surprise! Sorry.
That's a lot of kids.
Wow.
Wow, honey,
you look amazing.
Are you sure tonight's okay?
Because I'm starting
to feel guilty again...
- It's fine!
- That's okay?
- Come on! Yes!
- Okay.
You're gonna have fun, all right?
- I've got this, all right?
- Okay.
I'm not gonna call you unless
there's a natural disaster
and then I might not
even call you, okay?
The house could be flying,
I'm not calling you at that point.
- Promise me you'll do one thing.
- Okay.
Promise me that you'll do
whatever it takes to...
To unplug and just breathe.
I promise.
Kevin!
Allyson.
Kevin?
Yeah, Kevin's coming.
- What?
- He's gonna help with the kids.
He might help with the kids.
He's here to help.
I think he had a free night.
Kevin is babysitting?
No, no, no, no. I'm babysitting.
Kevin's just here.
Get in here, Stout
Flipper. Let's do this.
What?
His gamertag.
Please tell me you
are not going to be
playing those violent
video games...
Double kill!
With our son!
You know what? You're gonna
have to define violence
because that Lego game you got him,
those characters
shatter into, like,
a million pieces, and that is sick.
- What?
- Right? Okay? Just breathe.
Don't wanna know.
Not tonight, 'cause
I love everybody.
I don't wanna know. I don't.
Destroy them all!
Okay, you know what childhood
friends do eventually?
Oh, just say it.
- They grow up.
- There it is!
Let's go.
One night, dude!
Okay.
Good.
I gotta breathe.
Izzy. Breathe.
Breathe.
Hold on!
This is beautiful.
You're positive. Oh, crud!
I know you'll do great.
Uh, yeah. Okay, well, I mean, I have
the wipies and I have the diapers.
I've got no red dye, 'cause I
know it drives them crazy, right?
But you said there were three emergency
numbers. I only have two, Izzy.
- I only...
- Stop second-guessing yourself.
No, I'm actually not.
I have full confidence in myself
and my abilities as a father.
See, it's one night.
I believe in you.
And you shouldn't.
I mean, what's the worst
thing that can happen?
Serious injury, death, they could get
maimed, I could lose both children!
It's getting hot in here!
I feel...
We gotta get the air looked at.
So, good luck.
Ah, you look gorgeous.
- Got it.
- Get me out of here.
- Yes, ma'am. Let's go.
- Now.
Whose credit cards
did this all go on?
Oh, no. Oh, no, no, no.
You are never wearing those.
Over my dead body, and my credit
cards won't work if I'm dead.
But everybody's wearing them.
Really?
Well, I'm not wearing them and your
father's not wearing them. Thank God.
- Hi!
- I'll just be a second.
Okay.
Oh, wow. Ally's not wearing them.
- So, whose car are we taking?
- Oh, can we take Ray's?
I can't be seen riding around
in Ray's midlife crisis,
and anyway, it's a cop magnet.
I am so sorry that I wanna go out
with a guy that I met from church!
How wild of me.
Wow, I'm so crazy!
- Hold on.
- Okay.
Okay. You are not going anywhere
until your father gets home
and he's gonna agree with
me when he gets home,
so good luck with that.
Here I come.
Oh, yeah. Oh, good! Okay.
Why does it keep cutting out?
Well, because my daughter spilled
apple juice all over it.
Here, you just have to...
Kind of loud!
The volume doesn't
really work either.
Yes.
What about a CD, hmm?
Oh. Do you have any Amy Grant?
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