Jinki:Extend (Jinki: Extend)

Ooh, luggage.

Do I detect a voyage of some kind?

Nothing gets by you, man.

Oh, we're going away for the weekend.

Everything's been so crazy since moving here,

but we finally got a second to breathe,

so I'm going to Ohio

to see if my dead mom is a ghost.

Not exactly spring break in Ibiza.

How did she die, if you don't mind me asking?

Allergic reaction.

She was at a restaurant and didn't realize

the dish she ordered had shrimp in it.

Ah. I had a pretty severe shellfish allergy myself,

which is why I always carried an EpiPen.

Of course, those don't protect you against everything.

We're sorry about your mom, Sam.

Thank you.

It was six years ago. Honestly, I'm excited.

I never got a chance to say goodbye,

and now I might get to see her, so that's amazing.

Okay, but remember to keep your wits about you

amongst those buckeyes.

Rutherford B. Hayes was from Ohio, so...

You get it.

Okay. I've got to pack.

And just as a reminder, Sam, your mother might not be there.

Not every spirit is lucky enough

to be trapped in an -endless purgatory. I know.

But I just got to see, right?

Well, we're all here to support you.

Thank you.

And also to remind you

to leave the TV on when you go.

Maybe write down the thing about leaving

the TV on?

Sam?

Knock, knock.

Uh,

can I ask your advice on something before you go?

Sure. Pete just came in.

Hey, what up, Arrow Guy?

So, you can probably tell I have a crush on Alberta,

right?

I think I want to say something to her.

Wow.

Pete has a crush on Alberta, and he wants to tell her.

Okay, so we're looping Jay in -on this one. Wait,

hasn't he known her for decades?

Why is he making the move now? Well,

I'm a loyal guy, and my wife was still very much alive.

But then you asked her to come visit the house,

and I found out she was a dirty, lying cheater.

So, long story short, I'm ready to move on.

He's just ready to move on.

Cool. Look, I got to take these down,

but please catch me up in the car, okay?

'Cause I actually kind of love this stuff.

It's like watching Friends,

except you can't see or hear Friends,

and you only have one person

to tell you what it's about.

So, wh-what do you think?

I love that you came to me,

but I have one foot out the door right now.

Just tell me what to do. Sh-Should I say something?

Pete, you're a sweet guy.

But I've only heard her talk about dating bootleggers

or mob bosses.

Oh, you don't think I'm a bad boy?

You know, I ripped the tag off a mattress one time.

That's a federal offense, baby.

I just would hate to see you get hurt,

and if, for any reason, things went poorly,

-it could be awkward. -Right.

-Like, for everyone. -Sure.

-For all eternity. -Yeah.

Feels like you're kind of harping on it now.

Oh. Hey, the TV, Sam?

-One last reminder? -Yeah.

Wow. Can't believe Pete is gonna tell Alberta

-he's got a crush on her. -What now?

Uh...

I'm rooting for Arrow Guy.

Please don't say anything.

I think I talked him out of it, anyway.

What if I really want to say something, though?

Please don't.

Let's go, babe!

Seriously, Sass.

I promise I'll try not to say anything!

But this is a tasty morsel!

Are you ready? How you feeling?

Nervous. I haven't seen her in six years.

And I know it sounds dumb, but I just...

I kind of want her to be proud of me.

That doesn't sound dumb at all.

Well, of course you don't think so.

You still call your mom when you finish your crossword.

It was a Saturday one, and I did it in ink.

But the last time I saw my mom

was when I'd gone home for Thanksgiving.

We got into this huge fight because she told me

I should give up journalism and apply to law school.

Yeah, but what did you do? You stuck with it.

Well, I'm doing fine, but it's not like I'm writing

for The New York Times or anything.

Babe, you're doing amazing.

And it's not just the writing.

You nabbed yourself a good hubs.

We're starting this B and B.

And you're possibly the only person on the planet who can

see ghosts.

: You're practically a superhero.

I guess I am -kind of a superhero, right? -Uh-huh.

And that means I'm doing it with a superhero,

which, as you know, is, like, a big dream of mine.

That took a really weird turn.

Yeah, you're not wrong. But it's still hot.

Troops, we have a situation.

It seems that Samantha remembered to leave the TV on,

but by some cruel twist of fate,

it has turned off by itself.

Sleep mode.

I'm sorry, what?

If no one press button for six hours,

TV go asleep.

Well, can't you turn it on, Trevor?

Jay put the remote away.

I mean, a button I can do, but a handle on a drawer?

I-I'm only human.

Or whatever this is.

But what are we supposed to do for entertainment?

She'll be gone for days.

Guys, guys, come on.

Before Jay and Sam, we used to entertain ourselves,

remember? Food Club, Movie Club.

We'd talk for hours.

Who wants to hear me describe Meatballs?

Now, fun fact: that's actually a food

- and a movie. -This is hell. I'm in hell.

The movie stars Bill Murray

as a fun-loving, wisecracking counselor

at a summer camp. And the food...

well, you guys know what the food is.

Pretty self-explanatory.

But we got the time, so I'll explain it.

Pete's planning on telling Alberta that he likes her.

-What? -What?

I'm sorry, Pete. But I overheard Jay,

and I didn't want to say anything,

and then the TV shut off,

and then you forced my hand with this whole meatballs lecture.

I... Maybe we should go talk about this

in the other room, Pete.

Although if it's good news for Pete,

perhaps we should all be a part of it to celebrate together.

-Yeah, maybe the other room? -Oy.

Uh-oh.

Maybe you heard Jay wrong, Sass.

I mean, I don't think so.

Or maybe Jay was a little mixed-up.

You know how you say one thing to Sam,

she repeats it to Jay,

and then it's the telephone game.

Well, what did you say to Sam?

Well, I did tell her that I had feelings for someone,

but that someone was...

my girlfriend.

Oh!

Girlfriend? What, you got a girlfriend?

One of you mating with Pete?

I don't think so. : Certainly not.

Well, a-actually, I don't... I don't think you guys know her.

How would we not know her?

Because she... lives downstairs.

In the cholera pit?

Uh, yeah.

The cholera pit.

Well, I, for one, would love to meet her.

Well, I'll go

talk to her about it right now.

Downstairs, where she definitely lives.

Here I go.

Be back with my girlfriend.

Oh, God.

Okay, mojitos are Cuban, this menu is Mexican,

and then the cheeseburger on the wall's playing a ukulele,

which is definitely Hawaiian. This place is all over the map.

Welcome to Mojitown. I'm Dennis.

Will it be two for lunch?

-Yes, thank you. -I still don't see her.

-Who? -Oh, uh,

my mom. She's meeting us here.

-So it'll be three for lunch. -No, no,

'cause she's probably -not eating with us. -I'm sorry,

I'm confused.

Holy crap, Samantha?

Mom?

"Mom"?