Stronger

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...this is a busy time.

- So, if you wanna shop...

- Maybe a pedicure.

A pedicure?

Okay, that's where we draw the line.

That's it.

But in any event, go to today. com

for all the rules and regulations

and what you need to do,

'cause I'd love to come

and wake up with you. All right.

Breakfast, tractor driving,

and shoveling...

Hey, big Boston Marathon,

9:
00 a. m. tomorrow.

The wheelchairs go off by noon.

Temperature about 50.

Partly sunny.

3:
00, 55 degrees

and light winds.

It's gonna be a perfect day.

You know,

there is a renewed hope

for the Red Sox

after two of the last plays...

Here we go, John.

Feeling good about this year.

- You said it.

- Go Sox.

Seriously?

Hey, Tom! Don't spray.

I'm walkin' through here.

What's that smell?

Sh*t.

Ah! Sh*t!

What'd you do?

The chicken on the timer,

I didn't turn on by mistake,

so I didn't hear the noise,

I didn't hear the beep.

And if you hear the beeps,

then you'd be able to stop 'em...

You're supposed to

clear the roasters before

you empty the trash, Jeff.

...'Cause I didn't hear

the beeps.

Okay, Maya, I'll sign off on an hour

of OT, so Jeff can help clean up.

- Does that work for both of you guys?

- Actually, sir, there's...

I have something I gotta do.

What do you got's

so important...

You just make this big mess

and leave me here to clean it up?

Look, the Sox lost two in a row

because of me, all right?

I missed both games

because I was at work.

You know, I wasn't in my lucky seat

with my lucky beer.

You got a lucky beer?

Yeah, I mean, I just...

Beer in general's lucky, right?

Okay, this is your call, Maya.

All right.

I got you. Look at you.

Thank you, Maya.

You owe me.

Do me a favor, sir.

Don't report

our office romance, okay?

I know it's against

Costco policy,

but sometimes you gotta

make a sacrifice, right?

Please go watch the game.

Here's my baby boy.

- Can I get another pitcher?

- Don't you think

he's gettin' too skinny, Patty?

And he needs a f***in' haircut.

Friggin' perfect.

Look at that face.

The face is cute.

Sh*t!

Oh, Ma, hey.

- She's good.

- Careful, there.

You wanna sit somewhere lower?

That fall's a doozy.

Yeah, you go

f*** yourself, sweetie.

All right, thanks. Hey.

He's my favorite nephew.

Jesus, Jeff,

you still smell like

f***in' chicken carcasses.

Buchholz is on fire.

Look at him.

- He's a f***in' beast.

- That coulda been you, D.

- On TV. Rich and famous.

- Yeah.

Ouit pitchin' in high school

like a f***in' p*ssy.

You're a p*ssy. Shut up, f*ggot.

Nobody says "f*ggot" anymore, D.

Oh, really? What do you

know about it, huh?

What do you mean?

I'm down with the homos.

- My boss at Costco's gay.

- Your f***in' boss?

You think I get this fashionable

without it's some sort of

f***in' insider help?

For the record, hey...

For the record,

I didn't p*ssy outta sh*t.

I had a herniated disk.

You both know that.

Shut the f*** up, both of you.

You're an a**hole. Shut up.

Who you callin' a f*ggot, Derek?

No, apparently we don't say

that word no more, Uncle Bob.

You know, Jeff's boss is a gay.

What? He is!

Have you been...

Where have you been?

Not with

the rest of us, apparently.

Bauman?

You havin' a stroke or somethin'?

Oh, sh*t. Look who's here.

Hey, give me a second.

Nobody wants to f*** a guy

with chicken in his hair.

Why you touchin' my hair,

Uncle Bob?

Come back after she tells you

to go f*** yourself, okay?

Sit down and watch the game, bro.

She broke up with you.

Hey.

- Are you...

- What?

Are...

- The sister's here.

- Who? Gail?

- Yeah.

- She looks good, though.

- Hey.

- Hey.

I, like... I texted you,

like, six times.

You never get...

Did you get my texts or not?

Yeah, yeah, I did.

Yeah, I got 'em.

Cool.

- Hey, Gail.

- Jeff.

So what are you two

Amesbury ladies

slummin' it here for, anyway?

I'm collecting donations

for the Marathon.

- No sh*t?

- Mm-hmm. Yeah.

- All right.

- Yep.

You got a jar, huh?

With pictures of yourself.

That's so great.

So you show people

pictures of yourself

- and then you ask for money.

- Yes. It usually works.

That's very...

That's a smart idea.

It feels like

you're self-promoting.

- That's really...

- I am.

That's literally what I'm doing.

Yeah, but you know what?

Like, if you try and pass this

around with

pictures of yourself,

it's gonna be like, it's...

You shouldn't do that.

You need my help.

- I already got...

- You're gonna need inside help.

Oh, really?

Gonna give money or what?

No. Hey! Listen up!

Hear ye! Hear ye!

Give me a heart attack.

Citizens of Chelmsford!

- Oh, no, no, no.

- Citizens of Chelmsford!

Jeff. Jeff.

This young lady here

is running the Marathon

for Brigham

and Women's Hospital. Okay?

Where she also works

as a big-shot administrator.

So skip a round o' Stella,

ya fat fucks!

And donate to a good cause.

Yeah!

Hey, listen.

Put your moolah in the fishbowl.

Just a couple o' bucks.

All right?

Here ya go.

- She'll take food stamps...

- Stop smiling!

...Chuck E. Cheese tickets,

whatever you got.

- You are such a...

- What?

Whoever thought

you'd end up being in, like,

this torrid melodrama with

a chicken roaster from Costco?

What do you have against him?

He's a nice guy.

You broke up with him three times.

Real nice.

Erin! E.

E, E, E, E! Hey. Hey. Hey, hey.

Can I come cheer ya on?

Why don't you

run it with her, Jeff?

Well, you know,

I suffered an injury

from a chicken-related

industrial accident today,

Gail, so, you know.

But, hey, I'm gonna be there

at the finish line for ya.

Don't the Red Sox play tomorrow?

- So?

- So?

I'm gonna make

a big sign for ya!

I mean, that's gotta be worth

at least a dinner, right?

- Bye, Jeff.

- No, come on, I mean it!

I mean it.

Hey, I'm gonna be there, all right?

Take care

of your finger, Jeff.

Hey, I'll be there, all right?

- Dinner's pushing it!

- You're gonna win it all!

E. E!

So lunch it is?

Oh, yeah. Go Sox.

It's too high.

God. Never again.

- Jeffrey!

- What, Ma?

Will you get me some aspirin?

'Cause I can't reach.

Is there a...

You have an orange marker?

- Ma!

- Yeah!

There's an orange marker.

It was right here.

- Don't make me shout, baby.

- Never mind.

Tiny mice

with big hammers in my skull.

I can't reach the aspirin.

Ma, it's on the...

I'm gonna be late.

My God. Why do you

always put it up here?

Who puts it up here?

I don't understand.

- Thank you, baby.

- It's a new one. Yeah.

Okay. All right.

Hey, Can...

Can you fix the chirpy thing?

- What?

- Chirpy chirp.

What? You mean the low battery

alarm on the smoke detector?

Yeah, it's driving me

bat-sh*t crazy.

That's not a long drive.

You can't have Uncle Bob come by

and do it on his way to work?

Jesus Christ.

What you got there?

It's just a thing.

I don't know why you keep

tryin' with that girl anyway.

Hey, wait, I made breakfast.

More than 27,000 runners

are running in today's

Boston Marathon.

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