05x19 - Wouldn't It Be Nice

[bunniefuu]

No, no, no.
I only just talked to the realtor.

Yeah, I know that, Kitty,

but I've had the house ten years

so I've gotta have
some equity in it.

Look, I know you like this one,

and Hans wants me to put
one more in the show.

I don't know, honey.
I've never been naked in public before.

- I don't know if I can part with it.
- Listen, honey, I gotta go

because the artist needs his muse.

I don't know.

They might all be sold out
by the time you get back.

- Sold out? I'll be lucky if I sell
one painting. - Oh, stop that.

Listen, if you want one,

I'll put one aside
for Evan's room, okay?

All right. Will do. Bye.

Kitty says "good luck."

Well, I'm gonna need it.

Listen, you've gotta
stop it with this...

This charming French
self-deprecating thing.

Americans don't understand it,

especially rich ones who buy art.

Hmm.
Did you really call the realtor?

Mm-hmm.
I told you about her, right?

She's... she's fabulous.

She should have her own reality show.

The market is so bad, isn't it?

Exactly. Exactly.

You see, you sell an asset
you have equity in,

you leverage up to a bigger asset,

market goes up, everyone wins.

Totally lost me.

Mm-hmm. So trust me.

I'm not sure if it's the right time
for us, though.

No, come on.
The company's doing well.

Paige is a teenager,
Cooper soon will be.

They're gonna need
a lot more space.

Besides, I happen to know
a very talented artist

whose career is on the way up.

And he's gonna need
a bigger studio...

Higher ceilings, maybe a skylight.

Mm. Feels so good.

I'll just get the realtor in.
She'll do an appraisal.

And we'll take it from there, okay?

- Oh, it's the gallery.
- Okay.

- Oh, my gosh.
- Hey, Hans. Really?

Whoa. The "Times"
wants to do a profile on me.

That's fantastic.

You tell them that you are
the next big thing.

Hey, Hans. Oh, no. I... I...
I think I found the painting.

I'm gonna bring it tomorrow.

Okay, this is the hard...
this is the hardest one of all. Yeah.

He's a British soccer player.

- He just played in L.A.
- David Beckham.

- Yeah! - How do you even
know that, mom?

Well, you don't have
to be a soccer fan or gay

- to know who David Beckham is.
- Okay, okay, this guy is a painter.

- A painter. - He's American and
he made weird movies, too.

- H... he painted soup cans.
- Andy Warhol.

Nice! Okay.

Uh, ooh. Um... mm.

Well, if... if you don't know
his name, you can use

somebody else
who has the same first name.

Stop helping them.
They're k*lling us.

- I know who it is. That's not
the problem. This... - Ten...

- Nine...
- He's a singer.

- Eight...
- He's got a really crazy name.

- Seven...
- Englebert Humperdinck!

Yeah!

- I don't know how I knew it.
- Oh, you pronounced it right, too.

All right, next time
we're splitting you up.

- Couples can't play together.
- You know what?

We're winning
because we're good,

not because we're a couple,
and we're not a couple anyway.

- I think it's safe to say
we're dating, Nora. - You know what?

It's not safe to say anything
around these guys.

They'll misrepresent it
and misconstrue it

and then use it against you later.

You're worried about us?
What about the neighbors?

- You've had a large winnebago parked
in your driveway for... - Kevin.

- You want me to...
- Ooh. Hey.

You want me to park it
down the block?

That's a long walk home
every night,

- Kevin.
- You don't let him stay over, mom?

Would you... my God,
this is none of your business.

And, no, not even a nap.

Well, what the hell
are you guys waiting for?

I mean, you've already been

- there and done that.
- Hold it there, tiger.

Justin. Well, I-I meant with each other,

or Sarah wouldn't have thought

that he might be
her father, for God sakes.

All right. That's it. Game's over.

Thank you so much for coming.

I think I'll get another beer.

What is your problem?

What's the matter with you?

You're making both of us
very uncomfortable.

Mom, relax. It's okay.
He's... he's clearly in love with you.

Would you stop?
My God. It's none of your b...

How do you know
he's in love with me?

- Oh, come on.
- Ma, he's clearly in love with you.

You know what?

I am furious with your husband

for taking Olivia off to get ice cream.

I made a cake.
All the kids love my cake.

You didn't make a cake.
You made a viennese dobos torte.

The name alone scared her off,

- and stop changing the subject.
- All right. All right.

All right.

I like him... quite a lot.

Ooh.

Shh. Oh, Justin, grow up.

If you two would
just please back off...

who knows where this might go.

- Consider us backed off.
- So backing.

I think grandma
was mad when we left.

Mm, I don't think so.

And even if she was,
it is worth it...

because this ice cream is awesome.

Don't tell her that I ordered cake batter.

You know, this chocolate-peanut butter

- is pretty good, too.
- Wanna switch?

Totes.

Michelle?

Scotty.

Oh, my God. What are you doing here?
I can't believe it.

- Uh, I... I was just in town
for a few days. - Why didn't you call?

I was visiting my mom,

d d I-I'm only here for a few days,

so I didn't really have time to.

- Is everything okay?
- Yeah. You know how moms are.

They don't see you for a while,
they... they freak out.

- I... I wish I could talk, but I really...
I actu... - Hi, I'm Olivia.

Oh, I'm... I'm sorry. This is, um,

this is our daughter Olivia.

Your daughter?

Yeah. I didn't know you guys...

- They adopted me.
- You know,

I have known Michelle
since I was about your age.

Scotty, I've gotta go.

You know, Olivia,
I just remembered,

Kevin asked for us to get him
a pint of mint chocolate chip.

- Would you get us one to go?
- Sure.

You guys want to talk. I get it. Thank you.

Scotty, listen, I know that
you want to talk and everything,

- but I... I can't do th...
- Michelle, seriously, where have you been?

It's like you dropped off
the face of the planet.

It's New York.
It's... it's intense.

Michelle, we don't blame you
in any way for what happened.

We knew that when you offered
to be our surrogate that...

- that miscarriages happen.
- I don't want to talk about this.

There's nothing
you could've done differently.

So you're still in New York?

- For now. - And you're staying
with your mom out here?

Uh, no.

Listen, what are you doing tonight?

- I would love for you...
- I... I can't do this,

- Scotty. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
- Michelle...

I'm just... I'm not...
I'm not doing well right now.

- Mich... Michelle.
- I'm sorry, Scotty.

Oh.

Brody.

What's going on with that beer?

We finally convinced mom
to play another round.

You okay?

Yeah. I just, uh...

playing a little too hard, that's all.

Why... why don't you
sit down for a second?

Justin, I'm fine.

You're not fine.
You're sweating through your shirt.

You E.M.T.s never
go off duty, do you?

How long have you
been feeling like this?

Ever since I ate
that viennese dobos torte.

Yeah. Well, your pulse is racing.

Are you feeling
chest pains right now?

Justin, Justin,
I probably ate too much,

and I was up there
throwing out clues

like a pitcher
at a home run derby.

Are you taking any medications?

No, not unless you count
flaxseed oil for my joints.

Okay, how many fingers
am I holding up?

For goodness sake. .

I'm actually not kidding.
How many fingers am I holding up?

Two. I'm fine. Really.

- I... I... I just had a physical.
I'm in perfect shape. - When?

Last week at St. Francis.

I've been playing baseball
all my life, kid.

Heartburn aside,
I'm probably healthier than you are.

Come on. Let's get back to the game.

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Oh... God.

I can't believe I slept.

What time is it?

Ah!

Where's my house?

There's some orange juice
in the fridge.

Uh, I don't want
any orange juice.

Where the hell are we?
What's going on?

- Taking a trip.
- What?

Yeah. You came over
after the celebrity game.

You laid your head down
for a minute during what I thought

was a very compelling story
about Hank Aaron...

It was so boring,
I can't begin to tell you.

And you closed your eyes,
and then you asked

- if you could sleep on the couch.
- I remember that.

"One step closer"
is what you said.

One step closer, yes, yes.
But where are we going?

- To a ball game in Fresno.
- What?

No, I can't go to Fresno.
It... it's Luc's opening tonight.

The game's at : .

I'll have you back in Pasadena
before anyone knows you left.

Oh, for goodness sakes.

Ugh. Oh.

God. Who am I?

Cassettes are
in the glove compartment.

- Pop one in.
- Cassettes?

People download this stuff
these days.

Ah. Ew.

Okay, bread.

The animals.

Country Joe and the...

This is a time capsule we're in.

All right. You're stoked already.

- Yeah, right.
- Yeah, there's a shower in the back.

Ew. I'm not taking a shower in here.

I packed you a change of clothes.

I brought your toothbrush,
your purse, your phone.

You're very, very thoughtful.
You have the Beach Boys.

Your favorite, right?

I can't believe you remember that.

Okay. Come on. Let's go.
This is gonna be gold.

Where's the seat belt?

It usually works when I hit it.

Well... we could always
sing instead.

Uh-oh.

Wouldn't it be nice
to live together

how many miles
is it to Fresno?

In the kind of world
where we belong?

Ugh. Oh, man.

So we've been here,
uh, over ten years.

We upgraded all the utilities

and repainted
just a couple of years ago.

Listen, I know
the real estate market's

barely up from the slump...

But we're kind of hoping
that maybe

- this neighborhood hasn't done
as badly as some and... - Sarah.

Listen, I am totally with you,
and I'm glad

that you're a realist
as to where the market is.

- Yeah, I mean, I get it.
- But the truth is,

- I can have this house sold
by the end of the week... - What?

- And at a price I think you will be
happy with. - You're kidding?

Just look at this place.
You have a restored craftsman

in an extremely
desirable neighborhood

with virtually no turnover.

- Ooh, the kitchen... is that just
through here? - Yeah, but I haven't

cleaned up last night's Sushi, so sorry

- about the...
- It could smell like a wharf for all I care.

I have a very motivated couple

who have been dying
to get into this school district.

Oh, the schools are amazing.

- Well, the...
- Yeah, and, oh, now there's,

- there's an office in the attic?
- That's right.

Actually, my fiancé is using it
as his art studio at the moment.

- Oh, well, that makes
a perfect playroom. - Yeah.

You know, if we signed
a contract today,

I could have the Leones here
tomorrow for a pre-list showing.

W... wow.

Tomorrow, Sunday?

Yeah.

Sarah, oh, but th...
this is what you want, right?

Oh, please don't go
having second thoughts.

No. No, no, no,
no second thoughts.

My God.
This... this is perfect.

You know, it's my fiancé's

- first solo art show tonight...
- Oh, wow.

And we're gonna
be getting married soon,

so this would be, you know,
a whole new beginning.

What's the line
from that movie? Um...

I'm going to sell this house today.

Oh. What movie is that?

Rescue - ,
vic's a -year-old female...

You're dead to me, Walker.

I guess that means
you saw the schedule.

Yeah. We always
work together on Sundays,

- you know, like blood brothers.
- I know, I know, I know. I forgot.

I'm going fishing
with Brody on Sunday.

This guy's really moving in, huh?

You think he's the real deal?

I don't know, you know?
I mean, he could be.

What, you don't like him?

No, I do like him, a lot, actually.

I just... look,
I don't want to overreact,

but I was with him last night,
and the guy looked terrible.

How terrible?

Exhibiting-signs-of-
a-heart-att*ck terrible.

And he blamed it on the food

or he... he said he was exhausted
from... from playing celebrity.

Remind me not to go
to your game night.

You know what I don't get?
He said he got a physical

last week at St. Francis,
and everything was fine.

Okay.

- So what's the problem?
- Why would a guy from Modesto

suddenly come to a hospital
in Pasadena for a physical

unless he thought
something was wrong?

Right?

Yeah.

Well, let's find out.

I mean, a year old
could hack into

- the computer system at St. Francis.
- Whoa whoa, Dan.

What are you talking about?

Don't forget about
H.I.P.A.A. laws.

You're the one who's worried, dude.
I'm trying to help.

Well, don't.

Dan.

I'm just taking a leak, man.

What do you mean,
she seemed off?

She just wasn't the same
Michelle I know.

Well, I'm not surprised.
What did you expect?

She moved across the country.

She made it perfectly clear,
she didn't want to see us.

I know, but she's my friend.

Maybe... maybe I should've
tried harder to repair things.

How? She changed
her cell phone number.

She didn't even give you
an address, okay?

- She cut us out, Scotty.
- She couldn't even look me in the eye.

You know, this one time
in High School,

she disappeared after
a really bad breakup.

But she called me

so that everyone would know
that s she was all right.

- Well, I thought you said she was
only gone for a week. - Yeah.

She came back to drama class
like nothing happened.

- Then they made her go see a shrink.
- What are you trying to say?

Maybe the miscarriage
set something off in her.

No. No, no, no.
I think you're making too much outta this.

Maybe. But it's hard
to see her in pain like this.

I want to help her.
She wasn't just our surrogate, Kevin.

I don't think she wants
your help, Scotty.

Michelle doesn't want
to go back there now.

I know I don't.

Olivia. Hey, sweetheart.
What's going on?

- Are you excited about the zoo?
When's Mrs. Turner coming to get you? - Now.

Olivia, about what you just heard...

Um...

That's them.
I'm gonna go get my jacket.

How long was she standing there?

Long enough to wonder
if she was second choice.

Damn it.

Sarah?

Oh, my God.
You scared me.

Why aren't you
at the gallery?

Uh, I.. I gotta come here
and get some clothes.

Wh... what have you done
with my studio?

I spruced it up.
Guess what.

Our realtor has
a very motivated buyer

who's interested in this house.

Where are my brushes?

Oh, I washed them all
and put them in there...

- You washed my brushes?!
- Yeah.

You can't wash my brushes.

- They have to be done
a certain way, Sarah. - Oh.

A... and what happened
to my little rug

that was under my chair?

Oh, that was filthy.
It was covered in paint splotches...

Paint splotches?
I'm painter. I use paint.

- Paint makes splotches, Sarah.
- Why are you so upset?

My Picasso book... it was
all completely marked. Where is it?

Oh, I... I put all the books
back on the shelf.

They were everywhere.
You know I found

a half-eaten hot pocket
behind this cushion?

I don't know where
anything is anymore.

Look, honey,
I know there's a fine line

between an atelier
and a dorm room,

- but I think you kinda crossed it.
- It's not funny, Sarah.

This is how I do things.
It's how I work.

I'm sorry. I was just...
I'm trying to make it presentable.

- The buyers are coming tomorrow.
- The buyers?

You told me you were
just getting an appraisal.

Where is my cup?

- The one with the cr*ck?
- That's my lucky cup.

I got it the day
I took Cooper to Disneyland.

The next day,
I sold five paintings.

You can't just come in here
and clean everything up

- when you want.
- That's why you're freaking out.

You're superstitious
about tonight. Listen,

everything is gonna be great.
Your paintings are beautiful.

I'm not superstitious, Sarah.

I'm just going back to the gallery.

You should never have done
this without asking me.

You should never have done this.

I can't believe
you caught a foul ball.

I can't believe
I ate three hot dogs.

Oh, you know, it's getting late.

I really think we should go.

Well, we have to be a little late.

- It's an art opening. It's the
fashionable thing to do. - Oh, I see.

Ah, what a great day.

I just want to relish
this moment a little longer.

Don't say relish.
I ate three hot dogs.

Oh.

God, you love baseball.
You get so excited.

I'm sorry you lost your team.

Lost 'em? They fired me, Nora.

Yeah, for benching a guy
who was using steroids?

Honestly, I think
you should sue them.

It's okay. There are other teams.
Take this one.

Oh, yeah. The Fresno Gophers.

Could they have picked
a less intimidating animal?

I mean, what,
were hamsters taken?

They could use a new manager.

I'll say. They stink.

-to-nothing?

And how many errors
did that shortstop make?

He's playing the wrong position.
He should be playing left field.

Oh, pfft.
No, he should be benched.

My God.
Leave the left fielder out there.

He went -for- ,
for godness sake.

Oh, well, I'll keep that in mind.

What does that mean?

Oh... did you...
did you come out here

- because you thought
maybe there was a... - Nora.

- ...a job to be had? Is that it?
- Oh, there is a job in it.

- What?
- Yeah, I got a call last week.

And, uh, you know, they
heard about me leaving Modesto.

They... they said they needed
a new manager, and, uh...

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. This is like
dèja vu all over again.

Isn't that what your hero,
Yogi Berra, said?

You did this before.

You ran off to play baseball in .

Did you drag me up here just
to say good-bye to me again?

Good-bye?
I want you to come with me.

- Really?
- Yeah.

I'm selling the house in Modesto.

We could get a little place up here,

take the winnie on road games,
see the west together.

Are you serious?

Of course I'm serious.

They made me take
a physical and everything.

It would only be
for the spring and summer.

I told the owner to wait

- in the restaurant across the street.
- Oh, you did?

- Yeah, me and my girlfriend
would come over and join him later.

Girlfriend? That's what you're
calling me, your girlfriend?

Okay, I'm sorry.
Hey. I thought that's what you were.

You know why I never
made it as a player?

Strikeouts.

And I didn't go down swinging.
I was always caught looking.

Pitches came my way,

and I never saw one
good enough for me.

You're better than anything
that came my way, Nora.

I'm not letting this one go by.

I don't know what to say.

I'm not doing it without you.

You know, if... if you don't want to...

Just... just...
please just let me think about it.

You would think about it?

Really?

You know, there's a difference
between being fashionably late

and not showing up at all.

You know what else Yogi said?

When you come
to a fork in the road, take it.

So what animals did you see?

A zebra, lions...
stuff that you see at the zoo.

Uh, listen, Olivia,

about what you heard
earlier today...

You tried to have a baby
with Michelle, didn't you?

She was trying to help us, yes.

How?

Well, it's not like either of us...

Oh, boy. Um...

What's a surrogate?

Uh, it's actually the woman
who carries the baby to term,

but ours wasn't born.

Is that why Michelle
doesn't want to see you,

because you're still sad?

Well...

I mean, we were, yes,
but then we found you.

Do you understand?

Yeah. Yeah.

- Good, because we want you
to be okay. - I am.

Can I please wear
my new leggings to Luc's show?

- Of course.
- Sounds very chic.

Cool. I'll go get dressed.

Great.

Think she's okay?

I don't know.

We're only supposed to say
as much as they ask, right?

It'll be good for her
to go to the show,

- spend some time with us.
- Um, I'm gonna have to meet you there.

Why?

Well, I've been calling friends
trying to find Michelle all day,

and nobody has heard from her
since she left for New York.

Okay, that is weird.

And then a friend said
she saw her at the W Hotel.

I called over to the hotel,
she didn't pick up the phone, so...

Scotty, I think we have enough
on our hands without this.

What if something's
really wrong with her?

- She was my best friend.
- Well, what am I supposed to tell Olivia

when she asks
where you're going?

Tell her the truth.

Boo-yah.

Nick Brody's medical record.

Dude, are you kidding me?

You wanted answers.
You got 'em.

Dan, do you have any idea
how many laws you just broke?

Please. We'll shred
the copy after you look.

No. I... I appreciate
the effort, but I'm...

I'm not gonna cross that line.

Well, you don't have to,
because I already did.

What?

I was curious so I peeked.

You know what?
Your boy checks out.

B.P. over , B.M.I.,

and basic blood work
to check cholesterol

comes back better than mine.

See for yourself.

Attaboy.

See? Won't you sleep better now?

That can't be right.

What? What's wrong?
He told you the truth.

No, he didn't.

He lied.

I think he's really mad at me.

Well, if you cleaned
my office, I'd k*ll you.

Why? You can clean my office
anytime, right, Olivia?

I thought I was doing him a favor.

Now I can't even get five minutes
to talk to him about it.

- Well, look at him. He's famous now.
- Like a Jonas brother.

- Yeah.
- Which one?

- Joe.
- Ah.

When's Scotty getting here?
He's gonna miss the show.

- He'll be here. Don't worry.
- Where is Scotty?

He doesn't want to talk about it
in front of me.

That's not true. I told you.
He's gone to see Michelle.

- Their surrogate.
- He ran into her. It's no big deal.

- Then why is he going to see her?
- Um...

- I don't know.
- Hey. I love your leggings.

- Everything okay?
- Uh, she checked out.

We should probably...

- Right.
- Yeah.

- Hey, do you want to look at some art?
- See what I mean?

- They don't want to talk about it
in front of me. - Got it.

Come on. Come on.

Ah, I told you
we wouldn't miss anything.

Oh, hey.

If we get separated,

I'll meet you by the painting
that looks like a mushroom.

- What painting that looks like...?
- Right there.

- Nora.
- Hey, nice stuff.

- Hi. This is fabulous.
- Brody.

- I'm French. Are you kidding?
- Oh.

- You guys look great. - Well, you
should've seen us three hours ago.

Mom, Brody.

So I was correct.

I have been living
with the next Renoir.

Oh.

Oh, can we get another photo?

Sure. Um, sorry.

Well, don't they want you
in the picture?

Oh, God, no.

It's all about him.
They don't care about me.

You girls look like
you could use some wine.

- White.
- Make it a double.

- Okay. Ask your mother about
the foul ball. - What foul ball?

Well, that would be the foul ball

- that I caught with one hand...
my left hand... - Ooh.

But I happen to be
right-handed, so whoo-hoo.

Whoo-hoo.
Someone's had a good day.

Yeah, well, you know, it was...
it was a day.

It was a... it was a day.

Are you okay?

Oh, I don't know.

It's like she's running away
from her whole life.

- Yeah. - Are you guys
still talking about Michelle?

Oh, I'm sorry, sweetie.

You know what? You want to get
one of those bottled root beers?

No, I want you to tell me
why you went to go see Michelle.

- I just wanted to talk to her.
- Yeah.

Are you guys gonna have
another baby with her?

- No, no.
- Is that what you think?

I don't know. Liv...

Okay, you're right.

I have to let this thing
with Michelle go. I'm sorry.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.
The Fresno Gophers?

Yes, they're terrible,
especially the shortstop.

- But the ball field is beautiful...
-Slow down.

- And they want Brody
to manage the team. - Oh.

And he asked me
to go with him to Fresno.

Wait, wait, wait, to Fresno?

I don't know what to think.
I mean, we were sitting

- in the stands, and it felt
like a proposal. - Oh, my God.

It's a very big deal.
Of course, I would keep the house.

We'd only be there
for spring and summer,

but... this is silly.
I...I... I... I'm not

- even considering it.
- Then why are you hyperventilating?

Well, because obviously,
I'm considering it.

- Here you go, ladies.
- Hi.

Hey.

I'm gonna go over and,
uh, catch up with Luc,

so, um, don't leave...

till you close the deal.

I guess that means
you haven't decided yet.

No, I... I haven't.
You know, let's look at the art.

Oh! Look at that painting.
It's fabulous.

Hey. How's it going?

Great.

I'm so proud of you.

Thank you.

Olivia thinks
you're gonna be famous.

That's nice.

Look, I'm... I'm sorry if I...

We'll talk about it later.

It's just... it's your big night.
I really didn't mean to ruin it.

You didn't ruin it.
You just didn't think.

Right now, I have
to concentrate on my work, okay?

Listen, I'm gonna go home,
I'm gonna put everything back

exactly where...

You still don't understand
why I got upset?

No. I... I don't think I do, Luc.
I'm...

Luc, I need you a moment.

Go.

Luc, this is Mr. and Mrs. Slaughter.

They are major collectors.

I thought that you should meet.

Nice to meet you.
Thank you so much for coming.

Come on in.

Is everything okay?

We missed you at the show.

It was a panic att*ck
you had last night, wasn't it?

What? No.
Why would I have a p...

Brody, you lied
about your blood type.

You said it wasn't possible
to be Sarah's father

because you were type O.

You're not.

You're type B.

I saw your medical records.

What the hell are you doing,
looking at my...

I think that's the lesser crime
right now, don't you?

Are you Sarah's father?

It's possible.

It's... you don't know?

- William was also type B.
- How do you know that?

I asked him, and he told me.

He also told me
to lie to your mother.

And you did?

They were married by then, Justin.

So I told your mother
I was type O

and walked away.

Did my father ever have
a D.N.A. test?

If he did, he never told me.

I can't believe this.

Oh, man.

Why did you come back here, Brody?

Sarah's the one who came up
to find me, Justin.

Okay, you didn't have
to follow her home.

I couldn't get your mother
out of my mind.

You managed to
for the last years!

No, I didn't, Justin.

That's what I'm trying to tell you.

Then you gotta tell her the truth.

Don't you understand?

Your mother and I have
a real chance here.

I don't want to mess this up,

not this time.

No, you know what?

My mother already
had one relationship

that was based on lies.

Do not do this to her again.

I can't sleep.

- What's wrong, sweetie?
- Come here.

Can I ask you guys
one more question?

Of course.

You can ask us
any question you want.

When you decided to adopt,

were you trying
to adopt a baby?

No. We wanted a family.

And when we met you
at the fair that day,

we realized, we'd found one.

- So you don't wish that
I was younger when you met me? - No.

Olivia, you're perfect.

- The three of us... this is our family.
- Yeah.

Is that why Michelle's mad at you,

because you don't want to try
and have another baby with her?

Michelle's going through
a hard time right now.

- That... that's all.
- Yeah.

- And she doesn't want to talk?
- Not right now.

She's your friend.
You shouldn't give up on her.

I can be a pain sometimes,

and you guys never give up on me.

I'll tell you what...

we will promise
not to give up on Michelle

if you promise
not to worry anymore.

- Deal.
- Deal?

- Deal?
- Deal.

- Deal? Deal?
- Deal. Deal.

Oh, Hans' wife was nice.

She was a little bit touchy-feely.

You think she was flirting with me?

I don't know.

I'm gonna take out the recycling,

- otherwise it will pile up.
- Oh, Luc, please stop this.

I endured the gallery,
the after party,

the almost silent car ride home.

Nobody's here.
You can yell at me if you want to.

But I can't bear being in

- the dog house any longer.
- I don't wanna yell.

Look, I am sorry.

I'm sorry a million times
that I cleaned your studio

and washed your brushes and
threw out your favorite cup.

Sarah, it's not about the studio.

Okay, I crossed a line,
clearly, I didn't understand.

No, clearly, you didn't understand.

It's not about where we live,

it's how we'll live with each other.

And you shouldn't have listed
the house without telling me.

You're right. I'm sorry.

But this could be
a good thing, Luc.

I mean, tonight,
all those people...

Your art is...
going to a whole new level.

You're gonna need space to work,
space to just breathe.

But I don't want any more space.

My mom used to live
all around the world...

A loft in Paris,
a flat in Geneva,

a hut in the Argentine jungle.

When I was staying with her,

I always felt I was just,
like, visiting.

This house here

is the first place
I truly feel safe.

My work thrived here.

Sarah, it's not about a room
or a chipped coffee cup.

Our family began here.

Well...

speaking of that old...
chipped coffee cup...

You had that all night?

Mm-hmm.

I rescued it.

And let me tell you,

it is very hard
to fit in to Balenciaga.

Thank you.

It's settled then.

I shall call the realtor

and have her call off her dogs.

Yeah.

We're home.

Brody?

Nora... what are you doing up?

What are you doing up?
It's : in the morning.

I saw your light on.

I can't sleep.

No, neither could I.

I was thinking.

You asked me to think,

and so I've been doing
just that, and...

Yes.

Brody, yes.
My answer's yes.

Let's get a little place in Fresno.

You can sell
your house in Modesto.

We'll keep this house,
of course,

- then I can come back and forth.
- Nora...

I know, I know.
Our history is complicated.

You got that right.

You got a whole life here.

- I know. - Are... are you sure you...
what you want...

I know that.
I have a whole life here.

But I'm not replacing any of that.
I'm adding to it.

And I want to come with you, Brody.

I love you.

I was just going
to knock on your door

and see if perhaps you'd like
to come upstairs tonight.

It's always nice to sleep in a bed

that doesn't turn into a table.

I love you, too, Nora Holden.

Kevin.

What?

She's right.

Who?

Olivia.

We can't give up.

We have to find Michelle
and try to help her.

How?

When I went to the hotel,

the clerk said she ordered
a car service.

She had to cancel it
when she checked out.

So what are you saying?

Well, it's : A.M.,
which means wherever she is,

she's getting ready
to leave for L.A.X., terminal .

That's what the clerk said.

What about Olivia?

Saul gets here in minutes

to make his hollandaise sauce.

My head's about to explode.

Let's go.

Sorry. I know it's early.

Uh, yeah. Come on in.

Hope you don't think
we're still going fishing.

I'm leaving, Justin.

Did you tell mom?

I tried.
I tried again this morning, too.

So... that's it?

You... you're just gonna leave?

It's better this way.

You kids are everything to her.

I'm not gonna throw a b*mb
into the middle of this family.

Brody, you don't even know
if you're her father.

All right? At least get tested

- before you take off...
- It's too late for that now.

Sarah's better off
thinking that William is her dad.

It's simpler...

easier that way after all this time.

And I need you to promise me
you'll never tell your mom.

I... I can't do that.

It has to be this way...

for her sake.

You realize you're gonna
break her heart, don't you?

She has her family.

She'll be okay.

I'm gonna miss you guys.

Take care of her for me.

Anything?

I've circled every
self check-in kiosk twice.

I'm pretty sure the T.S.A.'s
about ready to strip-search me.

Well, I guess she could've taken
a flight last night.

Yeah. We always knew
it was a long sh*t.

Should we go home?

Okay. But first, I'm starving.

You want to buy me
an overpriced pretzel?

- Of course.
- Thanks.

I'm glad we're staying here.

When you love something,

you never let it go.

Mm.

Brody's gone.

He left me a note.

He left me a damn note.

Mom...

I don't understand.

He didn't even say good-bye.

I don't understand.
Why did he do that?

I don't know.

I'm gonna have
to spin for three hours

to get rid of this.

- What?
- That's her.

- What?
- Michelle!

- Michelle!
- Oh, my God.

Michelle!

- Michelle!
- Excuse us. Michelle!

I need your ticket and I.D., sir.

- Uh, we have to get to our friend.
- Only ticketed passengers.

No, you don't understand.
That could be our baby.

- Michelle!
- Michelle!

- Michelle! Michelle!
- Michelle!

Michelle!