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- Stormy.

- Yeah!

How'd you know?

Two more hours. Please!

- Who else would call me at the crack of dawn?

- Hey, who was that? Chad?

- What do you want, Stormy?

- I just wanted to see what was on the agenda.

I got Chad tonight, you know.

Wanna join us?

Whoops. Sorry, sweetie.

[Sighs]

I really like the Wymans.

Don't you?

Who?

The doctor and his wife.

Marian.

And Ralph, I think his name is.

You know, the ones from the concert.

He seems, uh, kinda lofty.

Off to work early, huh?

Well, I got two birthdays today.

He's a doctor. Remember?

- And she's an artist, I think.

- Oh, yeah? What kind?

What kind? She's a painter.

- You know. She paints pictures.

- [Car Horn Honks]

- There's Vern.

- They really want us to come to dinner.

- Well, we'll see. I'm off.

- [Car Horn Honks]

- [Honking Continues]

- What does that mean?

We already agreed to go.

We made a date.

[Woman]

Bye.

- [Whistles]

- Close the door, Stuart.!

Sorry.

- [Gasps]

- [Chuckles] Got it.

- Oh, Christ.

- I think it's broken.

The little thing didn't come up.

F***.

[Grunts]

Why'd you let me sleep?

- How am I gonna explain this?

- I don't know.

- What, is it broken?

- Yeah.

Is your kid awake?

I don't want him to see me here.

Is he?

He won't, baby.

He's still asleep.

'Cause kids shouldn't see

that kind of thing.

[Muttering]

Jesus, how am I gonna explain this?

Jesus. Okay.

Kids. Crack.

Kids- Kids on crack. Okay.

- What?

- F***ing dog.

F***ing dog knows. I know.

That f***ing dog.

- Hey. Ruff!. Ruff!

- Just can't live with all this.

I need to-

What are you gotta smoke

in the morning for?

No, I told you

I don't wanna do that anymore.

[Cello]

[Continues]

[Loud Fart]

Honey?

Honey? You home?

Make me some coffee!

Oh. Something hit me

in the f***in' head last night.

Hello.

Shut up.

[Muttering]

These you can mist.

Water them once a week.

Harriet, we're running

behind schedule.

- I'm gonna bring the bags down to the car.

- Okay. All right.

- So those you can mist. Right.

- So these are the same -

Jerry? Saturday's

Casey's birthday party.

The plan was to swim.

Howard's nephew's a lifeguard.

We were gonna pay him to watch the kids.

But - [Sighs]

I don't know now.

Maybe you should drain the pool,

change the water.

Won't the "methalanon"

contaminate the water?

They sprayed again last night.

It's safe, Mrs. Finnigan.

It's only toxic for a few hours.

The water actually dilutes it,

so water's probably the safest place to be.

So irresponsible. Casey has allergies.

The slightest thing sets him off.

I wouldn't worry about it,

Mrs. Finnigan.

Well... why don't you

come again Saturday?

When's your next regular day?

Tuesday.

L-l-I can't make it Saturday.

- [Woman] Hi.

- But really, I wouldn't worry about it.

I was wondering if your guy

could treat my pool. Can you?

[Jerry]

Can I what?

Whatever you put in it

to kill the bug spray.

I'll pay you.

I'm afraid to go in.

- I only have time to take care of

my regular customers, ma'am. I'm sorry.

- Hey, Jerry, can I help with the pool today?

- Casey, get back in the house.

It's still dangerous out here.

- Well, maybe I'll become a regular customer.

- Get ready for school.

- Have you seen my wallet?

- Oh. It's next to the phone.

- What's it doing there?

- Oh, I was ordering something

from this catalog.

- [Howard] Right.

- Will you at least come over and look at it?

- Not now, ma'am.!

I -You know, I might be able

to swing back by in a couple of hours.

I'm late. We'll talk about

your bearded iris tonight.

Hey, Jer! How goes the war?

[Grunts]

Bad guys are winning, sir.

Yeah, well, thank you very much.

[Cello Resumes]

[Vern] Now, see, these bugs-

This Humphrey or this Royal Coachman-

- Here you are.

- Thank you.

"Doreen."

Is that your name? Doreen?

- That's it.

- Hey, Gordon, isn't that your first wife's name?

- Darlene.

- Oh.

- Darlene.

- Are you sure?

- No.

- [All Chuckling]

- [Vern] So, where we going, anyway, guys?

- [Gordon] An hour outside of Bakersfield.

- Then we're gonna walk.

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