Mandy, you're getting glitter on my soccer ball.
Oh, well, now it's a disco ball. (Singsongy) You're welcome!
Oh, look. Boyd drew a rocket...
Or a... wiener. You know what? Let's go with rocket.
(Horn honks, vehicle approaches)
Oh! Your dad's home!
Oh, finally. I've been cooped up with you hens long enough.
Oh, Eve, honey, it's not cute when your dad says it, and it's just... confusing when you do it.
Where was his catalog shoot this time?
Peru? Portugal? Something with a "p."
Yeah, Alaska, with a "p."
He said he was bringing dinner home.
Oh, good. We're starving.
(Singsongy) I'm back!
(Grunts) All right, dinner.
What am I supposed to do with this?
You slice it, mouth to anus.
You pull everything out. Pretty self-explanatory.
I gotta grab a shower. Mmm. Yeah.
It is great to be back home.
Wow. You're heading to work kinda early.
By the sun's position, I'd have it at-- yeah. You wanna just look at a clock?
Ugh, the boss wants to see me. I'm worried.
Even though I've been there almost a year, I'm still the new chick.
That's good. New chick's always hot.
Look, I could use some help.
How long are you home for this time?
Oh, probably seven days, then we're off to Costa Rica shooting our spring catalog.
What do you need? Can you drive Eve to soccer?
Soccer. That's just Europe's covert war for the hearts and minds of America's kids.
We're scrimmaging the boys to make us tougher.
Well, the boys aren't that tough. I've seen them play.
Running around, getting hair gel in their eyes, run in the goalpost, and they cry. (Imitates crying)
Why are you watching the young boys play soccer?
I'm pretty sure I just explained why.
Hey. Hey, mom, can you take Boyd to day care?
I can't be late to the diner.
It's our "salute to bacon" week, and I'm the only person who knows how to work the defibrillator.
I'm running late. Ask your dad.
Oh, not dad. Boyd only knows, like, six words, and half of them are...
(Gruff voice) "I blame Obamacare!"
He's a bad influence.
You know, he's standing right here.
He does his best.
Literally, I'm standing right here.
You know who should take Boyd to day care?
Is that deadbeat, no-good father of his.
Yeah, dad. We've been over this, really.
I'm doing fine.
I know this might be hard for you to believe because you're so old school, but I do not need a man.
Well, you got a baby, so you needed a man once.
All right, I will take Boyd to day care, but I just hope my being late does not cause the great bacon riot of 2011.
I like bacon.
You need to lay off Kristin. She won't admit it, but she's having a tough time.
People have been having a tough time since the beginning of time.
You know what's the matter with the world these days?
Sure. Let's discuss that.
(Kisses) Love you.
Have a good day at work. I love you.
Now what's wrong?
Dad, no. It's gonna be boring.
(Crying) I just... I really needed mom's advice.
Well, I'm here. You can have dad's advice.
No, I need good advice.
I gave your older sister plenty of advice when she was a teenager. What's up?
Oh, yeah, is that when she got the tattoo or when she came home from her prom pregnant?
She has a tattoo?
I think it's called a tramp stamp.
Yeah, thank God. She doesn't have a tattoo.
She has a-a tramp stamp.
What's the matter? I'm saying-- no! You're just gonna say it's stupid.
Come on. Give me a break. I'm your dad.
What's--what's going on?
Travis said that "Glee" is dumb.
For crap's sake. Is that what's worrying you?
Is that why you're crying?
Hey, guys, great to be back in the sanctuary.
Yeah. No hair dryers, no tears, no citrus body wash.
It smells like balls in here.
Who are you?
You hired me a couple of months ago.
I parked in your spot, and you broke my windshield.
(Chuckles) It's Kyle. How's it going, buddy?
Kyle. I like the name "Kyle."
That's a man's name, guys-- Kyle. "K." Kyle.
Actually, Kyle's my mother's maiden name.
Didn't need to know that, Kyle.
Welcome home, Mikey. (Laughs)
How are you? Good.
Did you bring me back something from Alaska?
Hmm? What are you, 3?
Oh, good. (Laughs)
I didn't have one of these guys. (Laughs) Ah, yeah, yeah.
All right, look, I'm, uh, I'm not gonna beat around the bush here. (Clears throat)
Just got a call from corporate today. (Exhales deeply)
They wanna shut down the catalog.
Corporate? You own the company.
It was worth a shot. What the hell.
What are you talking about?
Our catalog was voted "best catalog" by "catalogs magazine."
Catalog is done.
What, are you gonna phase it out?
Consider it phased.
After Costa Rica, we're done?
No Costa, no Rica. You're grounded.
But I need your expertise on the web site.
The web site's terrible.
Oh, that's why I want you in charge of it.
For us to have any future at all, we have to lure young men to our stuff.
Now you talk like my sisters talking.
Young people don't read catalogs anymore.
They're online, so your job now is you gotta go get 'em.
I need this company to be viable a hundred years from now so I'll have a place to come back to when they unfreeze my head.
Why don't we just hire a young lnternet geek to improve the web site?
Well, I could do that, then what would you do?
I can't believe you're grounding me.
I'll make a deal.
You find a way to increase our web sales, I'll find a way of putting you back on the road.
Is that a deal?
It's a deal. Now scram.
What, you have time to go to the range today?
No, some jack-wang is parked in my spot.
I was offered a huge promotion at work.
But if I take it, it would be longer hours, and that would mean you'd have to step up around here with the girls.
But how can I work longer hours if you're always gone?
M-maybe I-I won't go so much.
Oh, well, that's sweet.
You know, just maybe I wanna spend more time with the girls.
Ohh. Ed's grounding me until I can increase our company's web presence.
(Sighs) Well, you should talk to Mandy about her Vlog.
Is that slang for something bad?
Like what? (Chuckles)
I don't know. I have a-- when I move, sometimes my Vlog hits...
Sorry I'm late for dinner! Travis and I got a flat tire, and it took forever for triple "a" to get there.
Wait. Don't tell me you called a strange person to change your tire.
Then why did you give me an auto club card?
That's for a real emergency, like a meteor hitting the car or something.
Wh-where is Travis?
Uh, he went to the tanning salon.
Ow! That actually hurts to hear that.
Honey, I-I don't think you're ever gonna be able to rely on this guy Travis, and I'm also gonna ground you till you can figure out how to change a tire.
That's so unfair!
Who ever said life was supposed to be fair?
I'm just doing this so you don't have to depend on a man.
Um, I thought your argument with me was that I needed a man.
(Stammers) Just concern yourself with this area over here.
Oh, they're adding all-you-can-eat sausage to the mix tomorrow.
It's gonna be mayhem.
Mm. I love sausage.
Your dad can drive Boyd to day care.
There's no car seat in the truck. There's no car seat in the truck.
Well, I will take the truck. You can take the minivan.
You'll take the truck. I'll drive the minivan.
You're not kidding right now, are you?
No, I'm not.
(Chuckles) Sure. All right.
All right, champ.
You have a great day at day care, all right?
Oh, we don't--we don't use terms like that here.
See, "champ" implies victory over another person.
Right, and you're all winners here.
Now you're getting it. Hey, come on in.
Ruby's two dads are here, and they're making muffins-- flax and pumpkin.
Please tell me that's not their names.
That's a good one. Take the shoes off.
We're building a mosque out of pillows.
Give me the kid back.
Everything you need to know about life you can learn from hanging with grandpa.
You just stick with me, all right?
Kyle, take the baby, will ya?
Here you go. Whew. You'll need this.
Dropped a bomb.
So as you know, I normally broadcast from Mandyland.
But tonight I'm transmitting from cell block "c" of dad-ica prison.
Da-dica? (Strums chord)
♪ Dad, oh, da-a-a-a-ad ♪
♪ Travis went to gaga, can't you see I'm sad? ♪
5,000 followers? People got a lot of time on their hands. (Whistling)
Hey, Kyle! Didn't I ask you to take care of the kid?
Yeah, Ed's pulling him around the parking lot. He's what?
In a kayak. Oh.
Kyle. (Door opens)
Do you know how to change a tire?
Sure. You need me to change your tire?
Do I look like the kind of guy that can't change his own tire?
Why are you yelling at me?
I don't know what we're talking about.
Why don't you come over to my house?
I want you to meet my daughter Mandy.
If you like her, maybe take her out on a date.
If you don't like her, take her out on a date.
But no funny business.
You mean like s*x?
You know, it troubles me, Kyle, that you're so handy with that word.
Just try to remember something. (Click)
I could fire you...
(Whoosh, glass shatters)
(Chuckles) Or worse.
Dad, where's Boyd?
Uh, he's napping. He got into the energy bars at work.
He ran around until he passed out.
So... instead of taking him to day care, you took him to the blow dart and shotgun emporium?
He wasn't around anything dangerous, okay?
And I can't say the same had I left him at hippie hippie rainbow.
Bruce teaches sensitivity and tolerance.
I just don't think your kid should go to that school.
You know how that ends up. Hmm?
Boyd dancing on a float.
And what would be so wrong with that?
The only time men should be dancin' is when other other men are shootin' at their feet.
Are you gonna meddle up until the day you die?
I have a very specific will.
Mandy keeps telling me soccer's making my legs thick.
Listen, Eve, boys like a gal with a sturdy foundation.
That's what attracted me to your mom in the first place.
Don't ever tell her I said that.
I've never played against the boys before.
Are there any cute ones?
(Scoffs) No. Who said anything about Victor Blake?
Let me give you some advice.
You wanna impress the boys, you play hard, take the game to them, prove that you belong on that field.
Well, we have to move!
Dad! He told me that boys would like me more if I played aggressive. I sprained Victor Blake's ankle, and now they call me "Queen Kong."
I'm going to pack!
I can explain.
We might have to move.
Why are you giving girl advice?
Why don't you just stick to what you know-- chasing raccoons out of the yard?
They're a herding animal.
If you don't nip that in the bud-- oh, I...
(Sighs) I just hate to disappoint her.
Kristin never listens to me anymore, and Mandy's got her new family, the Kardashians.
Queen Kong's my little buddy.
Just go up and talk to her.
She's not talking to me.
None of my girls are talking to me.
Usually I think that's a great idea.
Right now it just hurts. (Sighs)
Mike, your girls are talking to you.
You just need to listen to them.
Hi. Mike Baxter here, asking the question that men have been asking since medieval times.
Gosh darn it. Where can I get a crossbow online?
This is the new Excalibur super saber series.
Composite handle, so when you're huntin'... (Click)
When you're huntin'...
God. Who am I kidding?
If you're watching this... (Clatter)
You don't hunt.
You're probably hunting for a tissue right about now, aren't you?
And some girl at a soccer game where nobody can lose sprained your ankle!
There's a guy named Jack Youngblood--
played the super bowl with a broken leg!
That's not fantasy!
What the heck is fantasy football?
I got a fantasy.
Why don't you get off the frickin' couch, you morons?
What happened to men?
Men used to build cities just so we could burn 'em down.
We got our hair cut by a guy named Hank.
But modern man--what do you do?
You run from stuff-- responsibility, fatherhood.
You can't even change a tire. A tire!
Why don't you get off the couch, you moron, and go outside?!
You'll see something bright. It's called the sun.
It's like a tanning bed, but it's free!
How is Mike pretending to be angry, scary, and unstable good for our web site?
We've gotten tons of hits. Hits are good.
I know hits are good, you jack-wang.
I'm not a thousand years old.
It's gone viral.
Our web traffic is way up.
Well... (Chuckles) Looks like this company has finally entered the 20th century, huh?
But it's the 21st century, sir.
One step at a time, Kyle.
Hey, Eve, would you give me the ketchup-- not talking to you.
Kristin, does Boyd want a hot dog, or do you have some soy thing on a stick in your purse?
Okay, I get it.
Nobody's talking to me.
I'm talking to you, dad. That makes me nervous.
Yeah. Will you go pick up Travis, please?
You can pick him up. Really?
Yeah, if you can just figure out how to change a tire.
I'm living with Lord Voldemort!
(Door slams) I don't know who that is, but he sounds like a very caring father.
Hi. You must be Mr. B's daughter.
And who are you?
I'm Kyle. Your dad wanted us to meet?
Oh, God. Did he tell you that I needed a man?
Great. Well, did he also tell you that I need help because I'm a single mom? Um...
I'm guessing not by that dumbfounded look on your face.
Oh, no, this is just my face.
Okay, why are you hanging out with my dad?
That's just weird. I work for him.
Oh, God. Is he paying you to date me?
Am I that pathetic? (Door closes)
You wanna go to a movie?
Um, a-a movie. Well, I have not been to a movie since my water broke during "Avatar."
Hello, Boyd. (Laughs)
Boyd, right. That little dude's awesome.
He really loves your dad.
Yeah, well, Boyd loves everybody.
No, he fell and tripped, and your dad came over and hugged him and said, "hey, it's okay to cry. Just let it out."
Wait. Mr. Outdoor Man said that?
Later on, when a heat lamp fell on my foot, was it okay for me to cry? No, it was not.
Oh, o-okay. Um...
I'm--I'm gonna go and check on Boyd, and, um... (Chuckles) And you go say hi to my dad, and then, um, we'll go.
Hey, Mr. B.
Thanks for having me over. You bet, buddy.
Mandy is awesome.
Well, that's great.
Yeah, that is great. Who are you?
I'm sort of Mike's right-hand man.
No, you're not, Kyle.
Hey, dad, thank you for telling Kyle about me.
It's o-okay, daughter.
Wait, wait. Didn't--didn't you just say you were here to see man-- and man.
Man, am I hungry. That's a man.
O-okay. Well, um, we're gonna go see a movie if you could watch Boyd.
Actually, I was asking dad.
Actually, she was asking me. Okay.
Thank you, dad.
Come on, Kyle.
What the hell did you do?
I-I don't know.
Oh, Mr. B. I almost forgot to tell you. Yeah.
Ed says he's proud of you and that you're back on for Costa Rica.
Great, great, great. That-- good.
Let me give you a little hint about Mandy.
She likes to be called "Kristin."
It's a nickname.
Thanks, Mr. B.
You know that's not gonna end well.
Yes, I do.
Well, I hope you're happy!
Well, I was for a couple seconds.
I changed a tire. What?
I broke three nails and I ruined a sweater.
Oh, and you know the--the-- the pumpy, pumpy thing?
You need a new one.
Uh... I'm proud of you, Mandy.
Thanks, dad. Keys?
I gotta go to Travis. (Keys jangle)
We still have time to get our mani-pedis!
(Clenches teeth) Travis.
If no one's coming to dinner, and you're watching Boyd, then I'm gonna have three glasses of wine, take a bath, and go to bed.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Hi, dad.
What? What? What? Victor Blake.
Uh, uh, uh, sprained ankle Victor Blake?
Yeah. He called me, and he liked the way I played.
I told you that was gonna work out.
He asked me out, dad. My first real date!
I'll be aggressive just like you taught me.
No, no, no, no. Aggressive is bad! It...
Nice going, coach.
I did not see that coming.
Boy, I bet you're happy to be hitting the road again, huh?
I'm not going anywhere.
What if Victor Blake can't change a tire?
What are you saying?
I'm saying... with your new promotion, you're gonna need a lot of help around here.
And that's you?
Then I will definitely need three glasses of wine.
What's a man's number one responsibility?
Mm, terrorizing his daughter's boyfriends?
You get me.
Which is why I married you.
I thought it was for my sturdy foundation.
The manly arts are vanishing. That's a fact.
What do we do when the aliens invade or the zombies come out of their graves and the machines rise up?
Who's gonna lead us?
I have all this knowledge. It's my duty...
To pass it on for the future of mankind.
And very important lesson tonight.
This one here. Right here. Put 'em up here.
How do we get this little piggy all the way over to market?