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Previously onThis Is Us...
Philip, hi!
Kate, there were a lot of applicants for this job.
And you were not at the top of my list.
I'm having a harder time
with this whole stay-at-home dad thing.
Much harder than I'm letting on to Kate.
Hi, this is Toby Damon calling.
I would actually love to be considered
for the San Francisco position.
Describe Madison's dream
for your future together.
It's a trick question.
Madison knows that I refuse to grow old, so...
question is moot.
Wow.
First of all, you look absolutely beautiful.
There are so many things I want to say to you today.
I guess I'll just start with the most important one.
[imitating Peter Cook in The Princess Bride]: Ma-wage.
Ma-wage is what
brings us together today.
: I... I can't do that.
Obviously.
Could get a laugh though.
: Ma-wage. Ma-wage is...
: It's gonna kill.
It's gonna absolutely kill.
Okay, Dynasty.
Let's kill some friggin' wedding guests.
Next...
Sun will shine on the happy bride after all.
On the season finale of Dynasty...
With this ring I thee wed.
It's the wedding of the century
with the most explosive--
And Holland total 1-2.
A 1.71 earned run average with three saves.
I want Mommy to read to us.
Oh, Mommy's taking a night for herself, bud.
And for a reason that will forever escape me,
-she's very excited about watching this thing... -Jack!
Yeah?
You didn't happen to tape the game the other night, did you?
-Yeah, the Pirates game last-- I couldn't keep my eyes open. -Oh.
And you, you didn't happen to see the words
"Do not tape over" written in giant
block letters on the label?
Uh...
I'm home with triplets, Jack. There are three of them.
Okay? Three of them. I had to wait an entire week
to watch an episode of television
that the entire country is talking about.
One week of covering my ears and humming every time
I entered the grocery store out of this irrational fear
that I might accidentally learn
who died at the wedding and ruin
the ending of the only thing
that is keeping me going right now.
-Bec. -What?
Hi, guys. Hi.
Mommy and Daddy were having a really silly conversation
-about television-- aah! -Yeah, silly.
But let's, um...
let's get you back to bed, okay?
Let's get you back to bed, sweetheart.
Yeah.
Daddy's in trouble.
Come on, dude, come on.
Honey.
There's no other way to say this.
I cannot stay with that man for another minute.
So... Mummy is leaving, darling.
I've really tried, but...
Here.
Maybe you'll wear them on your wedding day and think of me.
Maybe you'll land a better man than I did.
It's a pretty low bar.
Goodbye, Madison.
I'm so glad we chose Frankie Valli
for the pre-ceremony music, although,
I was thinking of the song order, and I'm not sure
we got it right and-- oh, my God!
I'm turning into Groomzilla, aren't I?
Oh, God.
Madison?
Hey.
Hi. Yeah.
Yeah, you are. You were... -Yeah.
...reciting the dinner menu in your sleep last night.
-Again? Oh, God, just-- -Mm-hmm.
I'm sorry, I want everything to be perfect, you know?
-Uh-huh. Wait, wait!
Go back. Uh... just... say that again.
-Uh... -Yeah, I'm-I'm documenting everything for today.
You don't have to do that. We actually hired
a videographer, so you can just,
you know, attend the ceremony.
Come on, go back, be cute.
Uh, all right, Pearson.
This is it.
For the last time, women in my family get varicose veins
early-- knees and ankles.
We look like Thomas Guides by the time we're 50.
So this is your last chance to make a run for it.
No, my feet are firmly planted
-right here on the ground. -Okay.
Please, um, practice your vows.
-Mm. -No movie quotes.
Improv Kevin was not invited
-to the ceremony. -No, I'll-I'll let him know.
He's gonna be absolutely devastated,
but I'll break the news. Just think, in a couple of hours
you and I will be under an altar--
an altar that you designed
because you're an absolute boss.
Hmm, I like it when you call me a boss.
It portends well for our future.
-Well, now you got me nervous. -
It's perfect, perfect!
It's great. Cut.
So, listen,
will you be able to get a U-Haul there this afternoon?
My gift is being delivered
to the wedding site and, uh,
you're never gonna be able to drive it home in a normal car.
Uh, Uncle Nicky, I'm gonna need you
to go ahead and interact with me as little as humanly possible
-today, okay? Thanks. -You got it.
Okay, Jack and Hailey are both down for their nap.
We can finish packing and then we can transfer them to the car.
And then they're gonna sleep all the way to the hotel.
Yeah, this is never gonna work, but as ever,
I appreciate your optimism.
They're gonna stay down.
-Want to bet? -Ooh!
Yeah, what ya putting on the table?
Okay, I win, you do that head thing I love.
-The scalp tickle? -Mm-hmm.
For, like, 20 minutes.
High stakes. Fine.
Oh, this is great-- I didn't have a head tickle
-on my Toby bingo card today. -
-You know what else I didn't have on my card? -What?
-Getting a job. -
What?
Yeah, they just sent the official offer letter though.
The start-up?
-Mm-hmm. -Babe!
See?
Oh, my-- The world comes toToby Damon.
-That's right. -That's right.
They are gonna want me in San Francisco three days a week
when the office re-opens, so...
Oh.
Okay...
-Well, so-- -I think we should
seriously consider it.
We're not gonna be able to survive much longer
on your teaching assistant salary alone.
And I haven't gotten a serious offer in a long time.
Okay, well, we're getting by.
I mean, we're not saving, but we're not drowning.
I want to go back to work, Kate.
I need to.... emotionally,
mentally.
Staying at home is just...
All right, I love our children, but--
Okay, got it.
Kate?
Toby.
My husband is contemplating taking a job
that will put him in a different city three days a week.
And he just used the sentence
"I love our children, but."
Just give me a second to digest it.
Mm.
What are you guys doing up?
Guys?
-Jack. -What?
They're just standing there.
-Oh. -Like Children of the Corn or something.
What's wrong with the Big Three?
Do you still love each other?
Aw...
Okay, let's head
to the hotel so the ladies can get ready together.
All right, we'll see you there, but first,
oh, I can't stop hugging you.
Oh, God, it's happening to me, too.
Must... hug...
grandchildren.
Guys, stop!
Uh, we're not gonna stop.
I-I feel like I'm owed a year's worth of hugs.
Yeah. -Hey, Dej, let's hurry it up over there.
Oh! Hey, Malik.
-Hey. -Any news from Penn?
Uh, no, not yet.
Uh, you know, Malik applied
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