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corrode your soul" plan?

No, no - the plan

where I move to the city

and I work with a big designer.

I've already made

serious contacts.

From where'?

Huffman Koos? Well, you know me

and her and Marlon.

Hey, I'm serious.

We're worried about you.

OK, thank you.

I got it under control.

You guys

go worry about yourselves.

Wow. There she is'

So? Did you have fun

last night?

I'm sure you'd love

a full report.

You know,

some mothers and daughters

actually talk about

these things, like friends.

It's not happening.

Well, maybe Toby will be

better company than you.

Hi!

Try and control yourself.

Hey, Nina.

- Morning, Cathy.

- Good morning, Tobias.

- Uh, you forgot your sweater.

- Thank you.

Can I get you

some breakfast, honey?

No, thanks. I'm OK. Thanks.

Well, I'll give you two

some privacy.

There you are.

I can hear you

hovering out there!

Fine.

You're looking a little crispy

this morning.

Oh, thank you.

You can really put 'em away.

Did I, uh...

Did I pass out?

Yeah. Mmm, pretty much.

Sorry about that.

- No.

- Um...

Look.

Uh, I was thinking.

I had a really fun time last night

before passing out, and...

...I'm supposed to have dinner

with my folks tonight.

And being as

I'm leaving in two days,

I thought, you know,

maybe you'd like to join us

so we could hang out more.

Yeah. Dinner with you and

your parents, it... sounds great.

- Come on, Toby.

- Hold.

Alright. OK.

- Let's go, Toby.

- Hold.

Toby, it's called

the fast-moving tile game.

Hold.

- Let's go, Toby.

- Hold!

OK. OK.

Actually,

just go out ahead of me.

Oh!

- What?

- Ah. Yes.

Now, who's gonna help me

with the dishes?

I will, Mom. Wait.

Hang on a sec.

I gotta take this. It's work.

This is Toby.

Oh, hello, sir.

Uh-huh.

- No, no, it's no problem.

- Yeah.

I think maybe

I'll go pick up a movie

in case you want to

watch something later.

- That sounds fun.

- I'll come with you.

Keep you company

while Toby does the dishes.

Look.

What happened last night

was a mistake.

- OK?

- No, you're right.

Relax, OK?

It was nothing.

And you stopped it.

You're absolved.

Hello in there?

Is there anyone in there?

You just have to

instigate trouble.

I do not instigate trouble.

Well, OK.

Well, then, Why'd you

come to dinner tonight?

Toby invited me.

And now that we're

talking about instigators,

you leaned into me.

I leaned into you?

- I leaned... I did not lean.

- Yes, you did.

- You leaned into me.

- What?!

Oh... He said, she said.

He said, she said.

Where did that come from?

I have no idea

where that came from.

I'm not instigating.

I've been thinking

about getting

one of those

giant electric snow globes.

You ever seen one of those?

Really big ones?

Fantastic.

Mom?

We're in here, honey.

I'm going out.

Well!

Well, don't you look nice?

Thanks.

So is Toby

taking you somewhere?

- Uh, yeah.

- OK. OK.

- Fine.

- Mom!

Give me some room.

Fine. Have fun.

Is she eating with us?

Toby is taking her out.

She was all dressed up.

- Toby already left for DC.

- What?

Yeah, first thing this morning.

Some congressman wanted

to be with the delegation

before they went to China.

"Left this morning."

Oh, sh*t!

- H-hello?

- Mom?

Listen. I lied earlier.

I'm not going out with Toby.

He actually left for Washington

this morning.

- Oh?

- Yeah.

I'm meeting Meredith Lovett.

Remember her?

I didn't tell you because

I know you don't like her.

Oh, honey, thank you.

Thank you for telling me.

You know...

You don't have to lie to me.

I know.

So where are you going?

Uh, we're going to the Regal

to see a movie.

Uh, Mom?

Thanks... for being so cool

and letting me come back

and stay and everything.

I've been feeling really

tossed around lately, so...

You know.

Thanks for being there.

OK, well...

I'll see you later for dinner.

Oh, my...

Whoa!

Cathy.

- What are you...?

- I'm, uh...

- What are you...

- I'm not, uh... Nothing.

Paige and I had a fight,

and I spent the night here. So...

Mom?

Oh, my God!

Hey, Nina.

- What are you...

- Oh, my God!

Cathy! Slow down.

Slow down? I can read

an ice bucket, David.

- Cathy.

- Oh, my God!

I'm gonna throw up!

- Jesus, David!

- Paige, listen to me.

Just tell me how long

it's been going on.

We kissed. That's it.

Then what the hell were you

doing in a goddamn motel room?

This...

I'm sorry.

The whole thing was wrong.

But let's be honest.

Things have not been good

between us for a long time.

Oh, God, don't do that.

Don't apologise and then

blame me in the same sentence.

Come on, Paige.

You're not happy either.

It's not about

being happy, David!

Well, then, what is it?

Jesus, say something already.

I will say something

when I want.

You don't get to decide

when I say something. I decide!

- Then decide already!

- I'll decide.

You have caused

some serious trouble

in the past, young lady.

Don't you roll your eyes at me.

I'm sorry, it doesn't work

when you try to play

the stern father - it looks like

you're pretending.

Your father is not pretending!

We are furious!

I'm not pretending.

David and I,

we like each other.

- Oh, my God.

- We've always been close.

It's not like we planned this.

It just happened.

- You like each other?

- Yeah.

- Oh, my God.

- Oh, my God!

I know what this is -

this is some sick revenge

because we weren't supportive

of you and Ethan.

So now you're gonna

teach us a lesson.

Believe it or not, Mom,

this isn't about you!

And now that you mention it,

you're the one who told me

that I should find myself a man

and not a boy.

Oh, God!

Paige is leaving!

I bet you didn't

think about her for a second.

I wasn't thinking

about any of you.

- Like I said, it just happened!

- Where are you going?

- Across the street.

- No, you're not.

Nina, get back here. Nina!

Terry, do something.

Hi.

Hey.

I'm sorry.

Don't be.

What did you say

to your mother?

I told her I liked you.

Alright, well,

it's time to kill myself.

- Somebody shoot me.

- Vanessa.

No. You know what?

Don't even try to explain this.

And you, well...

I thought the Peter Fortunato

hand job was bad.

Would you f*** off?

I'll f*** off

when you blow me, slut.

Oh, great.

Look, Van, this has

nothing to do with you.

What do you mean,

it has nothing to do with me?

Oh, man, Terry.

I am so sorry.

Ooh!

- Whoa!

- Ow! Ouch!

- Dad!

- OK, I hurt my ankle. Ow.

- You OK?

- No, I'm not OK. Ow.

Old cow eating young grass.

Uh, that's a saying

when older man

go with a much younger woman.

Man, you Asian people

have the best expressions.

Don't worry, Vanessa.

Usually, it doesn't last.

At first,

I thought Henry was right,

as the old cow

clearly had regrets.

But it wasn't so simple.

My mother packed her things

and moved into

the only B & B in town...

Well, there's no other guests

at the moment,

so you can take your pick

of any one of

the 10 rooms we have.

..And was determined to make

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