Parenthood

Listen, it does not make us sleazy if we hire a pretty girl.

It would not kill us to have a little eye candy up front.

Who are you?

- Um, I'm Rachel. - Oh!

- It's my first day. - Your new hire? Wow.

She was really the best person for the job.

You should invite your girlfriend to stuff, Drew.

- Come on. - And we could just...

Just tell them that you are my girlfriend.

- Yeah. - Great.

We should look into mainstreaming Max next year,

so he could be academically challenged.

I'm worried about him socially, and I just wanna make sure

that he's gonna be okay.

I know, honey, I know.

That's what traffic does to you.

Sorry, baby. It's okay, Nora.

Look, Nora!

This is Sycamore Charter, where Sydney and Max and Jabbar--

they all go to school, yeah!

And someday you can go to school here when you get real big.

I know, honey, I know. You're poopy and you're--

honey, look, there's Maxy. There's big brother.

With all of his math warrior buddies.

Hi, Max!

If it takes six cubes to build a staircase with 3 steps,

how many cubes do you need to build a staircase with 11 steps?

Okay, let's see.

Um...

Uh...12...

Duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh...

- Uh, 66. - Wow!

- Th-that was good! - Wow, that was--

yeah, high five!

All right, so uh, tell me about the, uh--

th-the triangle thing.

Hey, Max?

The sum of the measures of the interior angles

of a triangle always--

- Max. Come on, bud!

- And x-- I-I gotta go.

- Bye, Max. - See ya!

The interior angles are all the same.

Hey!

Mail!

I'm going to the market in a little bit.

Wanna make me a list?

Yeah.

What?

- Wh--? - What?

Drew got a "D."

That's a typo.

In math?

Mom, he's never gotten a "D."

It's his junior year! This is bad.

And he's great in math.

Oh, my God.

- Well... - Oh, no.

It's one grade.

This was originally an acoustic track,

but we added the drums.

- Really? - Yeah.

- You hear that? - It changes it so much, huh?

Wow, the drums are amazing.

Oh, yeah. This guy is so good.

How long did-- did it take you to do this?

Like, three-hour session.

- It was really quick. - Oh!

Okay, I'm out of here.

- Huh? - I'm taking off.

I just-- you're coming too, right?

Mm, yeah.

Just 'cause, you know, dad's gonna blow his lid

if you're late for Charades, so you gotta--

- Mm-hmm. - Aw, family Charades?

That's really cute. Yeah.

Um, not how the bravermans play it.

Yeah, it's usually a real bloodbath probably.

There are trips to the emergency room.

It's just our dad-- he's just crazy if you're late.

So he finds it really inappropriate, so for you to--

And he passed that gene on to you.

Yeah, he did. He certainly did.

Like now, look how nervous you are.

Also I just booked the studio for the rest of the week.

This musician who does kids' albums--

he's got some sort of environmentally themed album

he wanted to record here. Really?

Oh! Well, great. I got a guy coming in,

recreating whale sounds. I hope it doesn't conflict.

All right. But we can't be snobs, all right?

He's paying the rate, and he's apparently a big deal.

- You know? I'm out of here. - What's his name?

Arty Party.

Oh! Arty Party!

Well, you should have just said "Arty Party."

I've been wanting to work with him

since I got into this racket. Yeah, okay, come on.

I'll see you at charades.

- You sure will. - Bye!

Arty party!

- Arty Party. - Arty Party till you die.

What? Movie, movie, movie.

- One word. - One word.

Um, three syllables.

Great, got it. Faster.

- First syllable. - Hey, hey, hey, hey.

- Swing! Bat! - Ghostbusters!

- Hit. - Bat!

Armageddon. Batman.

Battle--

Okay, man. We've got 15 seconds.

- Come on, baby. - Hawaii Five-0.

Tick! Tick! Bat tick.

- Bat tick? - Battaca.

Gattaca!

It Gattaca!

Blue is holding at seven, and red is at nine.

Hey, where are you guys going?

You guys are coming back, right?

Sydney, you're up!

- Okay. - Yay, Sydney!

Okay, baby.

Grandpa, what's my clue?

Come on, team!

Young love. What are you gonna do?

- Got it? - Yeah.

- I think they went upstairs. - Good luck.

- All right, Syd. - Come on, Syd!

Okay, babe.

- Don't yell anything out. - Okay.

How many words, sweetheart? How many words?

- Um, three. - Three words.

You gotta show with your fingers.

- Three words. - Like this.

- No talking. - Is it a movie?

Is it a movie or a book?

Or a TV show? Movie.

- Shh. - No, you can't talk.

Remember this? Do this for a movie.

Act it out. Wh--okay.

- It's a... - Tiger! Tiger!

Alligator. Alligator. Alligator.

It's a... Tiger.

It's an animal.

Just nod-- no, sweetheart, you can't talk.

No talking.

- It's an animal. - It's an animal?

- It's a shark. - No, no pointing, honey.

- Now it's a book. - It's The Lion King.

- Oh! - Oh, jeez.

- That's was a really good try. - Well, next time.

So sit down, and we'll have another turn.

Wh-what? Wh--I didn't even talk!

Yeah, you did talk.

What? That is so not fair.

That's okay, Syd, you just talked.

But next time. Come on.

- There are rules to the game. - Who's up?

Sweetie, it's okay. It's just a game.

No, I don't wanna play stupid Charades.

And I never wanna play another Braverman family game again!

Okay, sweetie, come sit down.

Ever!

- Whoa. - Whoa!

I get that way.

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Syd, get your shoes, and let's go!

She's brushing her teeth. Who is at the door?

She's brushing just her own, or is she trying to brush yours?

- Woo hoo hoo! - Hey!

Hey. - Dad!

- Hi, Joelski. - Hi! What are you doing here?

- I ran here. - You ran all the way here?

You betcha I ran all the way here.

- Wow, that's a long way. - Oh, my God.

Hey, listen.

I-I don't have time to chat.

I just-- let's just cut to the chase.

You know, you two are coddling my granddaughter.

Did you know that?

- Really? - Yeah, 100%.

Dad, this is why you ran all the way over here?

Yeah, I ran all the way over here to tell you

that Sydney is a sore loser.

Because of the Charades incident, okay.

Sydney does not know how to lose.

If she doesn't learn how to lose,

then she's not gonna learn about real life.

She's just coddled.

I think she's got plenty of time to learn

about real life, and right now she's a kid,

so maybe it's-- - but she thinks

that it's her birthright to win.

- You coddle, coddle, coddle... - That's an exaggeration.

Coddle, coddle, and what do you get?