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the hair. I gotta battle with my kids

to keep their hair short. That's the way a kid's hair

should be. Yeah, he's, uh, he's actually

trying to grow his out. Uh, he underwent chemotherapy

about six months ago -- uh, leukaemia. Leukaemia? Yeah. He's in remission. We're all very hopeful. God has a plan... albeit a mysterious one,

for my family. So, look, when you get

the time, uh, come on by and --

and bring Pete. Sure.

I think it would do

everybody's spirits good to see a young man

so full of life

the way your son is. Yeah, yeah, he's full of

something. [ Chuckles ] Children on TV:

Left foot, right foot,

go, go, go! Left foot, right foot... Hey, getting the mail's

my job! It's your job? You want the mail? [ Laughter ] You want the mail? You want the mail,

huh? Huh? What are you

looking for? Bills...bills... Bills. Nothing but bills. ...special guest

in the clubhouse today. He came all the way

from the Lincoln Park Zoo! Come on. Let's say a big hello

to Zookeeper Rob! Hey, I didn't say you could go.

What are you doing? Margaret:

Peter, Seamus -- now! Let's go! Get in here! Oh, honey, please,

can I be the yeller today? Okay, is that everything?

Yes. Nothing under your beds?

Come on.

Nope. Nothing in the closet? Mnh-mnh. Nope.

You didn't hide anything

in your sister's room? Unh-unh.

In the bathtub? Mom, it's all in there.

Nothing behind the doors? You don't have two pairs of

pants on right now, do you? 'Cause I'm washing

everything.

No, it's all in there. Anything in the sink?

What time -- Nothing under the beds...

What time does

the boys' game start? Seamus: 6:00, but it's

a double-header.

Mm-hmm. Uncle Roger's coming.

So is Billy and Robert Jr. Yeah... Did you finish your chores? Yeah. Alright. Hey, you and I are invited

to a "chivas" at the rabbi's. Chivas? Yeah, it's kind of

like a wake. I told them

we'd try and stop by. Well, how's he doing? Well, I don't think

he's too happy. That lady that died was his

secretary for, like, 40 years

or something. I don't think he's too happy

right now. Honey, he lost somebody

he loves very, very much, and I'm sure he'll be sad

for a while. His little boy was saved,

and that's the good side,

right? Yeah. So, anyway, what are you

doing here, huh? Tell Rabbi Jacobsen

I'm sorry. Can I hear

a "Thank you, Dad"? Thank you, Dad!

There you go. So we'll go, and then

we'll catch the second game,

alright? Okay.

You know what -- the rabbi's

son is your age, honey. So when you go there,

you say to him how sorry

you are, alright? Okay, I will, Mom. Alright. He's probably Jewish,

right? I would think there's

a high likelihood of that. I need you to wash up, honey.

Here, you can wear

this and this. Here, put those on.

Tuck the shirt in,

wash your face. Okay, Mom, I will.

Soap and water. I will, Mom.

Okay. You do the same thing.

Go wash your face. I love it when you talk to me

like I'm 9. Well, who else do I talk to

all day but -- Come here. Hey. What? You want to make out? With you? [ Chuckles ] I don't want to go

to the rabbi's or wherever this thing is. Honey, you said you would,

and you're gonna go. Yeah, so, I can't say no to him

right there. I mean, jeez... the guy loses the lady that

he's known all of his life. His house is in ashes. Besides that,

his kid's got leukaemia. What? Yeah. I mean, how am I gonna say no

to that? Why, you don't. It's that old

electrical wiring. [ Door closes ] Hey, Mom. Oh, hi, honey. How you doing? Your dinner's warm.

It's in the oven. Use that towel there.

Don't burn your hand. You want something to drink

with that? Uh, no. I'm alright. Water? No. Hey, lifesaver. Your ma says you got

something to tell me. Uh... I think I'm gonna take a look

at that job at the city planner's

office. That's a good job. It's got nice benefits. I'll talk to Alderman McManus

about it. What? What's that look? Don't even go in there if you're gonna go in there

with that attitude, pal. Alright? The alderman's

doing us a favour, okay? So don't go in there acting

like a punk. A lot of kids your age

don't have a chance like this. No, actually, a lot of kids

my age go to college. And they're four years behind

everyone else in the workforce, and what have they learned? How to smoke pot

and how to sleep all day. Do you understand

that the good jobs require, require

a college degree today? A city job is a good job,

and all it requires is a little hard work

and the right attitude. That's my only choice, then --

the Irish way. That's it? Huh? I gotta get a city job, work

my ass off, have 40 kids, huh? So I can retire

on a crap pension and live in the same house

I've lived in my whole life?! Hey, you lower your voice. That's our life you're

talking about, pal. What, you want to be

a hotshot doctor, have 1.2 kids and a big house

in the suburbs with enough love to fill

a closet so that you can finally retire

to Florida and die like a raisin? Is that what you want? Maybe I do.

Why can't I just do that?! Then go ahead!

Be like the Jews! Have no more than two kids 'cause it's not economical

to have more! Raise your kids to base

their life on the size of their wallet! Yeah, that's --

that's right, Pop. Yeah. Why in the world should

I raise my kids to base their worth on the size

of their wallet? That's crazy! You should base it to see how

much booze they can drink without puking, huh?

Is that it? Joe! Joe!

Huh?! Huh?! You ungrateful,

smart-mouth punk. You got all the answers at 18,

don't you? Huh? No...I don't. Maybe if I go work at the city

planner's office, I'll get them by the time

I turn 40, like you, huh? Let it go, Joe. You better get out of here

right now. I'm leaving. Can you believe that kid? [ Door closes ] [ Indistinct conversations ] [ Knock on door ] Give these to that man. Hi. I'm Jeffrey Jacobsen,

Rabbi Kenny's brother. Joe O'Malley.

My son Pete. This is for you. Oh, it's, uh -- I'll go put these

in the kitchen. Thanks.

Esther loved flowers. Okay, good. Hey.

Hey. How you doing? Good.

Good. Hey, want to check out the room

that I'm staying in? Sure. Can I?

Sure. Yeah. Go ahead. Can I get you something

to drink? Uh, yeah. I'll just have

a scotch if you got it. Uh, I'll have to check to see

if I have any scotch. If not... Oh, a beer would be fine. Okay, I'll have to, uh, I'll have to check to see

if I have any beer. If not, um... Uh, you know what?

I'm fine. You sure?

No, I'm absolutely fine. Thank you. Oh, Mrs. Jacobsen.

Hi. How are you? Thanks for being here. Oh, I'm sorry about...

what happened. Your son looks good. Yeah, he does, doesn't he? Yeah, he looks good.

Rabbi, how are you? Good, good.

Thanks for coming. My pleasure to be here. Appreciate it. Well, yeah. [ Clears throat ] Can we get you anything? Uh, water would be fine... if you got water. Do you play on a team? No. I couldn't this year. I got leukaemia. It's cancer. I took this medicine

that made me lose my hair, but it's growing back. Did it hurt? No. Just fell out. I don't really feel it, but it's been in remission

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