Tucker Therapy

- As I said before Mr. Tucker,

I'm no stranger to people

who don't want to sit in that seat.

Why are you doing that?

- You keep calling me Mr. Tucker.

My name's Jack.

- That's right, I'm sorry,

Mr. Tucker is your father.

Are you currently seeing anyone?

Do you guys serve food here?

Like, do you ever feed us?

No, we don't.

You, you could, you know.

Jack.

- You could do better than that, like.

- Are you going to answer my question?

- Like just, like I'm not even asking for much

just like a snack, just like something to nibble on

while you grill me through this...

- I have some rice crackers.

- That would literally probably kill me.

Not that you care.

- Jack, I think it's time we talked about

why you're here.

Can you tell me in your case what

malicious destruction of property is?

An over reaction?

- Why do you think you're here then?

You looked lonely.

- That's very funny.

You didn't laugh.

- It wasn't that funny.

Would you mind telling me what happened?

It's kind of a long story.

- It's kind of a long session.

It was Fourth of July weekend.

Oh man he is gonna kill you.

- I'm not tellin' him, you were supposed to be watchin' him.

He's your kid.

You have got to be kidding me.

Why does your child refuse to act like a human being?

- I thought Jack was watchin' him.

- No, no excuses, Blake he is two now,

he will be prefect

or he will be shunned.

- I don't expect him to be perfect.

I just don't expect to find my car keys in the septic tank.

Is that really too much to ask?

It was an accident, Dad.

- It's the third time he's done it.

Okay smart alecks laugh it up.

It's funny.

You know what else is funny?

My two oldest sons pawin' through the septic tank

lookin' for my car keys.

I got one pair of gloves and I'm givin' 'em to Joel.

- How do you expect us to get 'em out?

- Well the first time this happened,

I stuck one of those little floater things on there so...

- Dad, I gave you money to get a new set.

- And it was barely enough to cover my emotional damages.

Get 'em out.

- You cannot be warped enough to think we're actually

gonna do this, that's ridiculous.

- You wanna know what's ridiculous?

Your twin brother has a job, a house and a child

while you the oldest still live in a room

you wet your bed in.

- One time, I wet the bed one time!

I meant when you were a kid.

Why do you torture me?

I know you do these things on purpose.

Papa.

- Yeah, Papa, the same Papa who's keys you flushed down

the toilet three times now.

They're gonna mess you up so bad.

- Aside from forcing me to grow a peach fuzz mustache

in the 10th grade this is the dumbest thing

he's ever made me do.

- I thought you looked good with the 'stache.

Shut up.

I did, it was distinguishing.

You looked like Aunt Thelma.

Your Highness.

Holy!

Flashlight.

Do you see it?

Middle right, green spot.

Oh yeah.

- So, I was gonna propose tonight?

Why?

You and Alexa?

Congrats, man.

Thanks.

I didn't wanna spring it on you guys when I did it,

and I could use your help.

- How long have you guys even known each other?

Three months today actually.

Do you have the ring?

Yeah, I have it right here.

Oh.

Yeah.

- You think maybe you should put that away

so you don't have to explain

why her right hand always smells so different from her left?

- Yeah, that's probably a good idea.

Yeah.

- Grandpa, will you pass the beans?

- Turn your hearing aid up, old timer.

Karma.

Shut up, Joel.

Don't single him out.

You can shut up too, Nancy.

Mr. Glassbrook, what are you doin' here?

- That's no way to welcome your boss.

You're fired.

I am?

No, of course not.

I was merely being playful.

Welcome me.

Yes, welcome.

Sorry, it's just odd to see you in my house.

You think that's odd,

don't look in the trunk of my car.

Come, Richard.

What a lovely place you have.

Nice and tiny.

Richard, could you please have a seat on this cushion

directly adjacent to that arm rest?

Is everything okay?

You seem a little...warm.

Of course.

It's just these darn Norwegian pants.

Anyways, I have written in my agenda

some matters of business that we need to attend to.

Says here, how is your family?

It's great, why?

- Well, I'm not sure of the correlation.

But at seven o'clock my agenda says

that I'm supposed to ask you about your family,

and then give you the opportunity for a physical.

And what the agenda says, we must do.

Would you happen to have any rubber gloves?

Never mind.

I found my spare pair.

Are you...

Are you sure that's what that says?

I am, indeed.

See here.

Let's see, seven o'clock.

Oh.

That's not what it says.

I'm to offer to a fiscal opportunity.

Fiscal.

How about that?

Well, that makes quite a bit more sense

to say the least.

Now, back to the fiscal opportunity.

How would you like one week paid vacation,

and the opportunity to be promoted to shop foreman?

To Ted's Job?

I was recently contacted by a man from

Johnson's Family Unity Survival Camp.

He said that you been randomly selected for a week long stay

for you and your family, for free.

So, it's a therapy camp?

Why would I be offered a promotion for that?

- Because family is important at Glassbrook's!

Glassbrooks has been family owned and operated

for nearly 45 years.

Ted is planning on retiring next month,

and I would like to replace him with someone

I feel has initiative in all the areas that count.

Well, there's nothing more important to me than family.

That's the spirit!

I'm gonna use your restroom.

Oh, Richard, if you do decide that you want to do this,

and if at the end of the week you or your family

hasn't completed the course in its entirety,

I'll be forced to terminate your employment.

Glassbrooks is no place for quitters.

To the john!

Mmm.

Your mother would be so proud.

What'd your boss want?

- Oh, he was just offering me some vacation time.

And what the crap are Joel and that girl doing?

Her parents named her Alexa,

and he's proposing.

Marriage?

No, a dietary change.

What are we doing?

Just trust me.

You knew about this?

Of course.

How come nobody told me?

Why would they?

Joel.

Okay, stop.

Look around, babe.