Last Man Standing

Was that box here yesterday?

I think these things are multiplying.

Yeah, well, your dad did have a lot of stuff.

I think the Egyptians had it right; when they died,

they were buried with all their crap.

You know, it's been four months and you haven't

even gone through this stuff.

How do you know it's crap?

Because it's my dad's.

My garage is where I work on my truck to de-stress.

Now I can't do that. It's like he did this on purpose.

Oh, honey. I really don't think your father died to prank you.

I wouldn't put it past him.

But joke's on him.

Goodwill's coming this Saturday to take all this stuff away.

- Don't you want to keep anything? - No.

Now, w-what about this? What about his favorite chair, huh?

I mean, every time I see it, I imagine Bud sitting here,

holding a glass of whiskey.

Yeah.

That's why it's going.

I really think you should keep something, just... here.

I don't think... whoa, wait a minute.

: How about this?

His bowling shoes.

Wasn't he wearing those the night he had his heart attack?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

So, obviously, they're lucky.

- Hey. What's cooking? - Hi.

Wow.

And I mean that in both ways,

as in, "What's new?" and also the literal question,

"What food are you preparing?"

My God, you're exhausting.

Shrimp scampi. Do you want to stay?

Farm-raised shrimp or wild-caught?

Trapped at the border.

What's up?

You know, when I agreed to look after

your dad's pot dispensary,

didn't think there'd be quite this much business stuff.

So, that is the new lease, the insurance premium schedule.

Oh, and we had a building inspection

and we have some structural issues,

so when can you meet with the city engineer?

Look at all this stuff. This is insane.

Yeah. You're preaching to the choir, man.

All that paper is a leading cause of deforestation.

I hate this shop.

Really? Wow, you never mentioned it.

All it attracts is potheads,

just like the Democratic party.

You know what? That's it.

He's gone. That's it.

Let's just get rid of all of it.

Including Bud's Buds?

You're damn right, Bud's Buds.

I'll sell Bud's Buds.

And if you act now, I'll toss in a lumpy chair

and 20 boxes of mystery crap.

Wait, you want to sell the shop? I work there.

Okay. Act now,

you get a slightly used, irritating son-in-law.

Pardon me, I'm new in town.

Is there where a poor gal might find work?

Yes, ma'am. And you're in luck, because I do the hiring.

And you're married to me.

Let's start your interview.

Kyle, you're so funny.

I've never had to interview for a job.

Oh, yeah. I always forget you're hot.

So, how was your first day in the personnel department?

Great. I think I'm getting the hang of it.

Sorry, Brenda. It's just me.

Again.

You seem nervous.

I feel a little out of place.

I mean, look at these people.

Everybody's dressed like a lawyer.

Especially the lawyers.

Ooh, we could upgrade your look. The rule of thumb

is that you should always dress for the job you want.

Oh, no. I can't come to work dressed like an astronaut.

You are married

to an up-and-coming fashion designer, Kyle.

And I'm gonna give you a look

that will fill you with confidence.

Yeah. Confidence.

I like the sound of that.

Sorry, Brenda.

- Hey, Dad. You busy? Hey.

Always.

Can I talk to you anyway?

Always.

So, uh, Ryan told me

that you're thinking of selling the pot shop.

I'm not thinking about it. I'm selling the pot shop.

Okay. Well, uh, I know that you're too busy

to deal with it, so Ryan and I decided

that we could take over all the responsibilities.

That way you don't have to sell.

Do you or Ryan know

how complicated the drug business is?

I know business, okay? I run the Grill.

With your help.

Okay. How about this?

You're looking at a financial statement.

Do you know the difference

between accrual basis and cash basis?

Well, they're both basis... es.

Only... you know, different.

Look, I appreciate your help, but you guys can't run it alone,

and I'm not gonna do it.

Dad, it's Grandpa's.

Well, Grandpa's not here.

He's at that big hookah bar in the sky.

But it meant the world to him.

H-He told me it was his legacy.

You know what? I want the Baxter legacy

to be the love of the great outdoors,

not a strain of weed named after Miley Cyrus.

So you're just gonna throw it all away?

After all of his hard work?

I don't know what to tell you, kiddo. We have to get rid of it.

No, we don't have to. You want to.

Can't believe I care more about your father than you do.

I've been thinking. Now that Tom Petty's gone,

that makes Bob Dylan the only surviving Traveling Wilbury.

You know, it's amazing the conversations

I'm willing to have in this office for free scotch.

Hi, Mikey. - Hey.

Mike, I saw Kristin come out of your office

looking a little agitated. Is everything okay?

I tell you, it was weird. She just marched in my office

and told me she cared more about my dead dad than I did.

So, were you angry with her

or impressed at how well she knows you?

To be honest with you, it bugs me.

You know, I'm glad she loves my dad,

but it was easy for her.

She didn't have to do her homework

locked in his car outside of Jolly Jack's.

Sad day when that gin mill closed down.

Jack, by the way, was not jolly.

It was just one of those ironic nicknames.

My dad was good to her.

He came to a lot of her games, her recitals.

: You know where he was on my graduation?

Oh. Jolly Jack's.

Yeah. It was Balloon Night.

It's time my daughter found out

the type of guy her grandpa really was.

- Oh, oh, oh. No. - No, no, no. That's a bad idea, buddy.

- That's a bad idea. - Do not go there, Baxter.

Do not speak ill of the dead.

Really? Coming from you?

Didn't you tell me you saw your dad at the funeral parlor,

lying there with a smile on his face,

and you actually said, "Who's this guy?"

: Yeah, but I didn't say it to my son.

I let him believe his grandpa was a great guy

who knew Muhammad Ali

and may have dated Obama's mother.

I'd smile and say, "Well, she did like black guys."

Look, Kristin only knows the myth.

Think it's about time she got to know the man.

You just don't understand

your father's generation, my generation.

We didn't set out to make you kids miserable.

Hell, we hardly thought about you at all.

Got that.

To my dad, I was just a pain in the ass.

Not just to your dad.

You modern fathers changed the game.

Now dads feel things, you know?

You know, a-and they cry and...

But don't-don't hold us to the same standard.

No. We were men.

I just want her to know the whole truth, you know?

And it's not all bad. It's...

It's fifty-fifty.

Eh, sixty-forty.

Seventy-thirty.

If we're gonna be talking about our dead dads in here,

you are gonna have to start buying better scotch.

I think it says, "I'm in charge.

I'll decide who works here."

Do you love it?

Um...

I don't love it.

But that might be because I don't like it.

Okay, let's see.

Uh, you didn't like the one-piece.

Ugh.

You didn't like the Nehru jacket.

- Mm. - Still may fight you on that.

Uh, oh, and-and what did we decide

on the drop crotch pants?

Well, the length of that zipper is a little intimidating.

H-Hey, what if I just wear