This Is Us

Previously on This Is Us...

My time with you is just--

It's just been the happiest time of my life.

What do you say we make it official?

I am so, so happy for you.

Thank you.

And for you, too... Philip.

Thank you.

-Come on! Hey, no, I just need to know... -Get out.

-...if movie quotes or impressions are allowed. -No.

-That's all. -Yes.

This is the last time I'm doing this,

so go crazy, brother.

Guys,

can we please eat our breakfast like normal human beings?

Hey, I mean it. You're not puppies.

Right on time, Ms. Pearson. Just like clockwork.

Come on, kids.

Hi, I'd like...

-Pound of ham. -Hey, pound of ham.

Coming right up.

Thank you.

The usual?

Actually, no.

Let's try something different.

All right.

I'm sorry, but I don't need my hair done today.

Wh-- Uh, honey.

Remember, we are going to Kate's wedding today.

And Kelly here is gonna style your hair.

But maybe not too glamorous, because we don't want

to upstage Kate at her own wedding, now do we?

What do you think?

Yes, Kate's wedding. Okay.

Okay.

I know, I know. I'm getting dressed,

but the wife wanted stockings.

What the hell am I supposed to do?

I got him, it's all good. Let's move, Nicky.

-Move. -Loved the article, by the way.

-Hated the picture. -Oh, you know I looked good, brother.

Yo. Morning, Miguel.

Randall, wow. You polish up real nice.

-Thank you, sir. Appreciate it. -Wow, look at that.

-Hey, Mom. -Hi.

-You excited for the day? -Mm-hmm.

Now remember, after I finish with my reception toast,

I'm gonna call you up to perform the song on the piano.

Yeah, I know, I know.

I'm excited. I've... never been more ready.

I love it, I love it.

Uh, folks are starting to head down for the wedding photos.

So, getting myself together.

I just can't wait for your father to get here.

-What's that? -Uh, Randall.

It's okay, it's just been a little bit of a slow morning.

Honey, you are looking amazing.

We're on the homestretch now, aren't we?

Uh, don't forget, when, uh, you're done with your hair,

we're gonna head downstairs to do pictures with Kate.

-Mm-hmm. -Okay? It's gonna be a lot of fun.

-Hmm. -Okay? So...

Hey, uh, Randall?

I-I wouldn't knock yourself out

with all that medicine right now.

It's, uh, it's constantly changing, so...

I haven't seen that.

I guess with the swearing in and everything,

I've missed some things.

Yeah, well, it's, um, it's been a rough month

and the travel hasn't helped.

But everybody's on board with my plan to get

the wedding photos knocked out early so that she has

a nice, long break to relax before the ceremony.

There is something I'd like to ask you, though.

Yeah.

Are we sure about that part on the side of your head?

-You gonna mock me? -I'm just...

Because The New Yorker says I'm a "rising star."

So you should probably address me accordingly.

Oh, yes, Mr. Rising Star. I'm sorry, uh, Senator Pearson.

Apologies, Senator Pearson.

You're a damn fool, you know that?

Yes. Look how handsome you look, though.

Is that government-issued handsome?

Just trying to keep up with you, big guy.

Oh, I like that.

-I love you, Ma. -I love you.

All right, see you guys down there.

All right, see you there.

I want you to know

that I see it now.

Knock, knock.

No, no, no! Really?

You and Kevin have serious boundary issues.

Get out! You can't see Kate.

Come on, Big Phil. No looky.

Ladies, this is my second trip down the aisle.

And you know what I learned the first time?

That silly superstitions have zero bearing

on the outcome of marriages.

So I'm gonna looky. Okay?

I'm gonna looky real good.

Fair enough.

Looky, looky.

Uhp, crap! I have to dress the twins.

I'm gonna go with you.

-See you downstairs. -Goodbye.

Here we go.

Here we go.

You don't mind me sneaking a peek at you

-before the day starts? -Oh, hell no.

I mean, I'm Zen Kate. I'm Second Wedding Kate.

I'm, like, the opposite of a bridezilla.

Like, I am cool with whatever this wedding throws at me.

-I'm cool. -Mm.

Sounds precisely like something

someone who's overcompensating would say.

What's up?

Did you triple... uh, quadruple-check

that the sheet music is taped together?

I don't want my mom to rifle through

while she's performing.

-Yes. -Okay.

I quadruple-checked.

All right? Listen,

You've been working on this with her for a year.

She'll be fine.

Philip, "fine" doesn't cut it.

It doesn't cut it. This...

This is a melody she's played us since we were kids.

This means a lot to her, and if something goes wrong,

she's going to be utterly devastated. -Hey, listen to me.

She'll be fine, okay? Just breathe.

She'll be fine.

Yeah.

Yes. She'll lock in once she finds her key.

There you go.

Kevin couldn't have dressed the twins

-while we were getting ready? -I'm gonna leave him

a penis doodle as punishment.

Oh, hold up.

What's this?

"I would never leave you lost" in female handwriting.

Is this a love letter?

Oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God. Beth, look, a bra.

Ooh, and it's right next to some kind of floral wrap thingy.

Kevin.

It's like a frickin' crime scene in here.

Huh.

There's even makeup in the bathroom.

Oh, that's actually mine.

Kevin borrows my foundation sometimes.

We have the same skin tone.

Kevin is having a secret wedding weekend romance,

and these are the clues.

It's like a true crime whodunit.

But with sex.

Who do you think he slept with last night?

That's really good.

Uh, maybe we do, uh, just one without all the wine glasses.

Huh?

Okay.

Yep. Just like that.

It could be the wedding singer.

-Philip's friend. -She was at the rehearsal last night.

-Mm-hmm. -And they were talking.

You ain't slick, Kevin.

-You ain't slick, Kev... -No.

-Don't do that. -Hmm.

Wait.

Did you see that look Sophie just gave him?

Did I see it? I felt it.

-They have crazy history together. -Mm-hmm.

-Insane history. -Mm-hmm.

But wait. She's married.

-Oh, yeah. That's not her M.O. -No.

Hello...

Ooh.

Then there's Cassidy, his plus-one.

-Right. Just as a friend, though. -Mm...

He sizzles, she sizzles, they're both single.

Let's keep our options open.

- This is gonna be fun. -Yeah, it will.

-Oh, but hey, girl, hey, I'm just checking in. -Hmm?

You sure you're cool with figuring this out?

I mean, you were gonna marry the guy.

You have seen his junk.

Beth; It was a half decade ago.

I have five-year-old twins with the man

and a nine-month-old with my husband.

I need this.

So let's find out who he banged.

Let's get our 'Agatha Christie' on.

Okay, Pearsons!

Tuck in a little. Come on.

Oh, you know what? I was thinking,

we got to be really careful

who Senator Pearson takes photos with.

So, Elijah, bud? No offense,