Table 19

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Sh*t!

Sh*t!

We were invited to Henry

Grotsky's son's wedding.

We got invited to Henry

Grotsky's son's wedding?

Yeah. Why are you

saying it like that?

Why am I saying it

the way someone

who was just invited

to the wedding...

of the child of a guy

he barely knows would say it?

We're going.

Mmm-mmm.

This place will be fine

without us for a weekend.

No. Not going.

Jerry, you're

the president of idiots.

Bina, you're the dummy

who voted me into office.

Okay, impeached.

Too late. I resign.

Ha-ha!

I was first.

This could be a great

thing for you, sweetie.

Look, it was

at a friends wedding

that your dad and I

first got it on.

Open the door,

I want to show you something.

I'm flat-out naked

in here, so...

Renzo Eckberg, your manhood

is nothing to be ashamed of.

Your manhood is a glory to God.

Open the door a crack,

I'll fling il in.

This could be how you meet

the love of your life.

Girls are always so drunk

and emotional at weddings.

Maybe that's where

you'll really shine.

Should I start hanging out

at wakes too?

Oh, let's see

how the wedding goes first.

You got a letter from someone.

I'm pretty surprised about it.

I didn't know you knew

anyone in the free world.

Good boy!

Why, thank you, Ringo.

Oh, my!

Oh, Ringo!

I, Francie...

take you, Douglas, as you are...

to love and to cherish...

to have and to hold...

until death do us part.

Frances Millner,

Douglas Grotsky, take hands.

You may now kiss

as husband and wife.

Two miles later,

we're almost there.

Hi.

Oh, my God.

Sh*t.

You look good, ladies.

Right here.

I'll see you in there.

Hi.

Hey.

You're here.

That's c...

Mmm-hmm.

Why are you here?

Same as you.

Because I'm the best man

at my sister's wedding.

Okay.

So it's not the same at all.

Oh, my God, just...

Give a

little bit of love to grow

Have fun!

Oh, sh*t.

Don't you make me beg for more

Give a sign, I need to know

I wish I could be there

to be your wingman, honey.

Whether you get a girl to smile

or whether she runs away,

it's all good.

Gotta go, someone's here.

Hello.

I'm Francie Millner's

first nanny,

Jo Flanagan.

That's Jo with a "J"

and an "O" and no "E".

I'm Renzo. With an "E"

and an "O" and no "J".

You have an intense look

about you, Renzo.

Thank you.

I'm working on that.

Hi.

Bina and Jerry Kepp, hello.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Walter.

Hello, Roger.

Nice to see you.

Thank you so much

for inviting me,

it really means a lot.

Thank you so much.

I didn't invite you.

Francie did.

Okay.

I honestly thought

they wouldn't let you

travel out of state.

Well, you know.

Hello! Thank you

for inviting me.

Thank you so much for coming.

I don't think we've ever been

at a reception table

with a nanny before.

Have we, Jerry?

Only very good

or very bad nannies

are remembered

so many years later.

Which one are you?

You guys swingers?

No, you're not. Right? No.

Renzo, pick up

the phone. Renzo, pick up the phone.

Did you not request

a singles' table?

Because so far,

it's slim pickings.

It was on the RSVP.

You put it there yourself.

Pardon me.

And how are you so sure

you're not with the singles?

If there are couples

at your table,

they could be

what's called "swingers."

How well do you know the

bride and groom, Mr. Kepp?

Hmm. I can smell

the toilets from here,

that's how well we know

the bride and groom.

Don't listen to him,

he's not a romantic.

This is a great table.

It's a great one.

Mmm. No, it isn't.

Yeah, it is.

Yes, it is.

No, it isn't.

Yes, it is.

No, it isn't.

Well, we'll see.

Okay.

Hello. Sorry.

Someone's sitting in that.

Sorry.

Sorry. I'm sorry.

Is this one okay?

Yeah. No one's.4.

My name is Walter.

I can tell by your accent

you must be a relation

to the bride's father.

Close relation?

Yes.

Oh.

Hmm.

So what do you do, Walter?

What do I do...

For work?

Leave it alone.

Why can't a person ask that?

Yeah, I'd like to know.

Okay, then. Okay.

She'd like to know.

So, Walter,

what is it that you do?

I am a successful businessman.

Oh.

Okay.

- Okay, then.

- Hmm.

Mmm-hmm.

What kind of business?

Sorry, do you mind?

So, forget the married people.

Dance with the nanny.

Hollywood marriages bust up all

the time because of the nanny.

And you know what, Renzo?

Even if she is a little older,

so what?

There's something to be said

for know-how,

experience and someone

who's seen a lot of things.

You don't want somebody

perfect for your first dance.

It's just too intimidating;.

You okay?

No. Not okay.

I could just see you staring

at somebody for a minute.

Like a real, true minute which

is a long time to stare.

Tells me you got something

brewing up here.

Sorry, do I know you?

Do you mind

if I say something else?

I'm gonna say something else.

Nobody deserves a full

minute of your attention

unless they're giving it

back to you.

Oh.

Smile!

Hey, just something

for you to think about.

Me to you.

You're welcome.

Um, what the fu...

- Hey!

- Sorry?

Don't do that.

Do what?

Just say something smug

and walk away.

No, it wasn't like that.

I just saw you there, and I...

Yeah, well, it was like that.

Also, in order

for you to know that

I'd been staring at someone

for a real, true minute,

you had to be staring at me

for a real, true minute.

Also, that was a test.

Which I passed.

My ex-boyfriend

is in there.

And I...

You know, felt nothing.

I felt nothing at all.

Right.

So, I misread that entirely.

Yeah. I guess you did.

Sorry, I'm...

I'm having an off day.

Do you ever have that?

Kind of day where

you think that the things

that come so easy to

everyone else just seem so

elusive?

No.

Yeah, me neither.

Okay.

Okay.

Not that you asked, but

this is where I'm sitting

so if you end up

in the high teens,

you know where to find me.

Sh*t!

Oh, sh*t.

Are you feeling all right?

What do you say your name is?

Megan-Ann.

Megan-Ann. Okay.

I will not forget.

I should have married Leroy

while I had the chance.

Leroy knew where

to put his hands.

Ah, you're the killer, Nyung.

Don't deny it, you sh*t.

It's hard to put down

a good book.

Yes.

Who doesn't love to read books?

I do, as a normal person.

What's your favorite book,

Walter?

Probably that one.

Walter, where do you live?

Today will not suck.

Your nails are orange

and your hair is orange.

And your dress is orange.

I say it's too much orange.

Too much orange?

That's what I was saying, so

you have to lose one of them.

I meant the dress.

On, my God.

Where are you from?

Hi.

Nyung.

- Okay. Hi.

- Hi!

I am Renzo.

I've achieved puberty

and I'm in a rock band.

I'm Walter, I'm a successful businessman

and I've also reached puberty.

Well, terrific.

I'm Eloise.

So far, it's my mom on bass

and me on lyrics,

but it's pretty cool.

Very cool.

Uh-huh.

There's No Bad Name

For a High School Rock Band.

Is what we're calling ourselves.

I'm calling it "The Band."

Eloise, what's your connection

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