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(men chatting)

(whistle blowing)

Damn it!

Damn it, damn it, damn it!

(Jim screams)

Janitor:
Hey!

You can't beat on lockers!

It causes dents,

and dents look like crap!

TV narrator:
The Equal Rights

Amendment died this year

has marked the end

of a 10-year battle...

- Did he take his hair off?

- Not that I saw.

I can't figure out

why he didn't take me along.

Aurelie, you never buy

lemonade at a restaurant, right?

You just ask for extra lemon

wedges and sugar packets.

I don't appreciate

you talking about me.

I have excellent hearing.

Am I the only one

in this house who knows

how to put away dishes?

Dad, why don't you be a lawyer?

Then you could go

to a different college,

and get your degree faster.

Why?

Medicine doesn't take that long.

What about residency?

Residency?

Residency is a

four-year, post-graduate

program that is optional.

It's mostly for foreigners.

Last time I checked,

I speak English.

(chuckles)

Jim:
I am not on the slow bus!

Oh, no. I benefit

from the American rules!

Jim, just because

you have a bad day,

don't take it out

on these beautiful cabinets!

I plan on stenciling them.

I'm not bothering

your stenciling.

And don't blame it on my day.

I didn't have a bad day.

Yes, you did!

I was there, remember?

When we left the pool,

you were in a horrible mood!

You, enough!

Enough!

I am a child,

and you are the adult.

Jim:
I am the adult!

I am the adult,

and you are the child,

so, just shut the hell up!

See, Aurelie?

He can't control himself!

You are a donkey's ass!

And I'm not putting up

with it anymore!

You're always finding a reason

to quit because you...

You don't have the mind of a winner!

Jeanne:
Or the hair of a winner!

Jim:
What?

I am too a winner!

I'm a winner!

You and the Methodists

can kiss my rosy red!

Jeanne:
Hey!

We wasted 20 years of our life,

and he never even

got a promotion!

All you can do is...

slam cabinets!

If you don't wanna love me,

I'll find another man who will!

Hah, hah!

And I get free art classes!

Jeanne:
(screaming)

I wanna be an artist!

I wanna be an artist!

- I wanna be an artist!

- Yes, yes!

- I wanna be an artist.

- Yes, yes...

- Stop!

- Wait, wait, wait!

You are!

Mom, wait,

what are you doing? Mom!

Jerry:
Wait, wait, wait.

Okay, you're free! You're free!

- Free!

- (Jerry chuckles)

- Jerry:
Wonderful!

- Jeanne:
Art, art!

(both laughing)

It's my pig!

I don't care

if my dad gets mad!

How much is it?

Looks about 10 bucks.

Maybe 12.

Twelve bucks?

My dad put twelve bucks

in the pig for my college fund?

Hey, wait!

Come on! Wait up!

I got your twelve bucks,

it's better than nothing!

Brett:
Hey!

At least he don't beat you

with a bat.

You should see my daddy.

Your dad beats you with a bat?

He does my brother.

Sure, when he's got a few

Buds in him, he's a maniac!

Oh, no.

Is that Kelly Keester?

Oh, crap!

Hey baby, what's up?

Are you cheating on me

with that stupid,

pubic-hair turd face?

- (dog barking)

- Huh?

That's nuckin' futs!

I don't even know her.

Brett:
I've never even

talked to that girl before!

You're a damn liar!

Shouldn't you calm Chunky down?

He's feeling my feelings!

You said you loved me!

I do, baby...

Kelly, I'm so sorry, I had

no idea he was your boyfriend.

I had no idea.

I'm gonna go home now, okay?

Aurelie:
Bye!

(barking continues)

(laughing)

- How do you feel?

- I tried to open my blowhole.

I think you may have succeeded!

(more laughter)

Oh, you have no idea

how happy I am!

- How much this means to me.

- Jeanne:
Really?

You make me feel

like a teenager!

Me too!

I think you should just

move in over here.

You're lonely.

I'm lonely, too.

Why do you think I do family

therapy?

Maybe you're right.

I never really thought of myself

as a radical woman...

Yes!

You have a definite radical

aspect to your personality.

- That's for sure.

- Thank you!

And very nice breasts!

Excuse me?

I...

If you'd like, I could just

say that to myself silently.

I think that might be best.

I have a present for you.

These are real

sperm whale teeth.

Oh, he has a cavity!

(chuckles)

Jeanne:
I'm gonna make earrings

out of them.

Jerry:
That's great.

Did you ask Mom

to come back yet?

Hell, no.

Why not?

She should know

how to do the right thing.

(Jeanne and Jerry laughing)

You know what

your mother's problem is?

She doesn't know jack-all

about how the world works.

You wanna

know how things go down?

I'll tell you.

We were flying back

from the ranch in California...

Reagan asks for a steak.

Medium rare.

So, I go to the back,

I look in the freezer.

No steaks.

What I thought was a steak...

was a pork chop.

Somebody screwed up, not me.

It's not my job

to stock the freezer.

But it's my job...

to double-check.

People say there's

no such thing as bad luck.

It's not true.

Snap your fingers,

and you're screwed.

Yeah, but...

I wish you'd ask her

to come back.

We're a family.

- Don't just give up.

- Aren't you giving up?

Should I go back

to karate class?

I think adolescence

is like an old western.

Sometimes you realize

you're surrounded...

and you just got to

shoot your way out.

(school bell ringing)

I thought

you were scared of Kelly.

I am,

but I'm doing it anyway.

- What about you?

- Nope.

Black kids don't win contests.

Not when the judges are white.

Well, you wanna come

watch me compete?

- It's Monday, 5th period.

- Can't.

That's when they stick me

with the retards.

But you're not retarded.

Jeanne...

You want chicken?

Take it "to go."

I'm sorry.

You're sorry?

Don't move in

with that guy next door.

I have my flaws,

but I am a real man.

You can't resent me

'cause I don't like whale calls.

I highly respect

your love of whales...

and dolphins and gorillas.

It's not the whales.

He's an artist.

Maybe I'm an artist.

But I'm the one who loves you.

Doesn't feel like you love me.

All I feel is like I'm ignored.

Listen, I've been thinking...

Aurelie's going back to karate.

What if it something that

we all did together?

You know, a together thing.

You think karate

is a together thing?

I absolutely do.

Jim:
Great block!

Great form!

Jeanne:
Come on,

it's not that great.

Yes, it's beautiful.

You're laying it on

a little thick.

You said you didn't feel loved,

and I want you to feel

like I love you.

I'll do whatever you want.

You name it.

I want to go back to therapy!

(coughs)

Thank you for meeting us

on short notice.

That's fine.

I often invite

troubled individuals

to come to

these impromptu sessions.

Hey, who you calling

"troubled", man?

Jim! We're here for help!

This is a couples

counseling session!

Drug addict:
It is?

I'm here to talk about

Ty-ty's pill-popping.

That's fine, too.

And in these smaller groups,

I like to create a space.

A space to have sex

with my wife?

Jim, you're starting

to make me angry!

You're not even trying!

Fine. Fine.

Ty-ty is mean when he's high!

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