And Just Like That…

Up and down. Brush up and down, Homer.

You're looking for consistency.

Oh. Oh, is that what I'm looking for, Dad?

Hey, Wyatt, we're looking for consistency,

in case you were wondering.

That is some slick,

slick quality brushwork there, buddy.

Now, I'm painting. This is how you paint.

Come on, boys. You're gonna wake Carrie.

You're the one who's talking.

Hey, uh, Dad, is that better?

The-- the coat isn't really thick enough.

Oh, yeah. At this rate, you two clowns

are gonna be up there until Christmas, probably.

- Okay. - Yeah.

Uh, Wyatt, careful.

- Hi. - You're too close to the edge.

I just saw her. She's awake.

Come back here!

Guys, I just figured out the family business.

- What's the family business? - This.

- We're gonna do this for a living. - Oh.

- Okay? - You know there's better things

- we can do than that. - Huh?

Shaw and Sons Painting?

Yo, Carrie!

- Hey! - My Dad said you were here.

- Yes. - Homer, watch your step there.

Yes, I am.

Oh, fair warning, my deodorant's in a rental car somewhere

and I've-- I've been wearing this outfit since yesterday.

- She looked good then, too. - I don't care.

Aw!

- Hi! - Hi.

Hey, Wyatt, say hi to Carrie.

- Hi, Wyatt. - Hi.

Uh, breakfast. Let's go inside and get some breakfast.

Oh, in-- inside? Oh, no, no.

No, I'm gonna need a-- a breeze, uh,

to be acceptable.

You don't have a trough out here

where you can just throw some slop and a non-fat latte?

I can give you some of my stuff to wear.

Aw, thanks. Alright, I'll follow you.

Grab her one of my Speed Sticks.

What, that bad?

Couldn't hurt.

Oh, my God.

You are so damn cute!

Man, oh, man.

You sure had a lot to say last night.

Was I talking in my sleep again?

I'm so sorry, honey. What was I saying?

It didn't make much sense, but the general subtext was

"keep my husband awake."

I'm so anxious about picking a new editor.

I'm three weeks behind because I can't make a decision.

Well, I'm three nights behind

because you can't make a decision.

I'm choosing today, I am.

Morning. I'm on Resy.

My father wants to eat early tonight.

How's 5:00 for dinner?

5:00 for dinner is lunch.

Well, he's old.

Like this banana, but with less bruising.

Wait, wait. Don't throw that out.

The lady in 10-F is asking if anyone has a spare banana.

Well, this man in 9-N is asking if she forgot

how to get to Gristedes around the corner.

Rude, Dad. This is about supporting

our building community.

It's Building Link, it's not a personal shopper.

It's always somethin' with that lady.

"Does anyone have a spare saltine?"

What do you plan to do with that?

I could maybe make banana bread.

- I look forward to that event. - Oh, uh, Rock.

Take a look at Pop-Pop's iPad, will ya?

He's got a million windows open.

He says he can't download anything.

I invited Diego to family dinner on Tuesday night.

I want you all to meet him while Pop-Pop's visiting.

You want us all to meet Diego? Oh, okay.

We will meet Diego.

Okay, I gotta go wake my father for breakfast.

- We're gonna have dinner soon. - Oh, he's already up.

Said he was going to the corner to get a paper.

There hasn't been a newsstand on that corner since the mid-'90s.

So, what, he's just roaming around out there,

lost in New Jack City?!

Honey, it's Park Avenue.

He's old now. He gets disoriented.

Apartment 8-C says "There's an older gentleman

wandering around the halls with a newspaper."

Community works.

How do you make banana bread, anyway?

Chef, where's my third flapjack?

So, uh, how long are you staying with us, Carrie?

Uh, we didn't get a chance to discuss it,

but Tate's coming up from UVA, and I was kinda hopin'

you'd stay around for his little birthday celebration

- next Wednesday. - Oh!

Sure. Oh. Yeah.

Yeah? Great, the big 2-1.

My three little baby chimps growin' up so fast!

- Bup-bup-bup-bup-bup-bup! - Baby chimps, okay.

Okay, Dad, we get it.

Well...

I'm gonna need some clothes. Is there a Target around here?

Oh, I bet you never thought you'd hear yourself say that.

My favorite bathing suit's from Target.

Oh. Hour away, I'll take ya.

So, we don't have to paint today?

Uh, you can paint while I'm gone.

It's cool. I don't need to paint.

Wait, isn't there some sort of, you know,

cute local place that I can walk to?

You know, like in a Reese Witherspoon movie?

Oh, there's that one place, um... uh, Daisy's Dress Shop.

It's like a mile away. I can take you if you want.

Well, if he's not painting, I'm not.

Who's in charge here, buddy?

Well, thanks, but I can walk.

A mile is like, what, from Gramercy Park

to-- down to the Lower East Side.

Yeah, but you can't walk 'cause it rained last night,

so the road will be all muddy.

- What if she takes the ATV? - What's an ATV?

Yeah!

Look at you, you got it.

Alright, I'm ready to shop.

Do I need a license for one of these?

Nope. But you got a license. A license to thrill.

You're as hot as a gas station calendar girl.

- Which month? - All of 'em!

Alright, look,

you just go down this road about...

- Hm? - I don't know, a mile.

- Okay. - Just don't go too fast.

- Okay. - Nice and slow.

My goal is to go slower than anyone

has ever gone on one of these.

I'd take you myself, but as soon as I leave,

Wyatt'll be on the couch, back on the Switch.

House doesn't even need painting,

but if he's busy workin' outside, he's out of his head.

- Can you kiss me? - Oh, I sure can.

Don't run me over.

Alright.

Yeah.

Yeah.

See ya. Bye.

- Yeah, you got it! - Yeah, there you go!

- Yeah! - Whoo!

Come on, Carrie. You're a natural.

Have a good time!

Slow down, you're breakin' the sound barrier!

You've got Marion Odin waiting out there.

- I know. - What an amazing editor.

Coming in next. I'm really impressed

by her credits.

His credits. Marion's a man.

No!

There's no photo on IMDB.

Let's move this along. I don't want this conversation

read back to me in court.

I don't know if I'm allowed to say this.

- You're probably not. - But don't you think,

given the subject matter, there's a certain sensibility

that might not be present in a man?

Even one with a woman's name?

Yeah, definitely not allowed to say that.

I'll send Marion in.

Marion Odin.

Hi. Marion Odin.

Uh, so first, um, do I call you Lisa?

Lisa Todd? Lisa Todd-Wexley? LTW?

- It's just Lisa. Hi. - Okay. Nice to meet you.

Well, Lisa... first, let me say

that I caught your movie when it played Tribeca.

- You did? - Loved it.

- Oh. - You know, I was quite moved

by the three women's journeys.

And I can only imagine the challenge

of pulling it all apart again to find a new rhythm

for an entirely new 10-part series.

Especially without Grace.

You know Grace? Like, my Grace?

Ah, we were in the same softball team for a moment, yeah.

Of course, we editors did kick the directors' asses.

- I'm sure you did. - Uh-huh, yeah.

But only on the diamond.

Never in the edit.

This is your baby.

Your resume is so... impressive.

And you seem perfect.

- But... - But...

- Not a woman. - Oh!

- Because I'm not. - No, no!