Inheritance

Lucy, what are you doin' in there?

Just a minute!

-Doug, freshen you up? -Oh, yeah.

No one cares about presentation but you, Luce!

-I'll go grab her. -Luke, hang on.

All right, all right.

-Backhand. -Ooh.

-Ho! -Nice work.

Beer, boys? Thank you.

Good, good.

-Lorraine? Yes?

Could you take these out to the table?

-Of course. -Thank you.

What's goin' on? I like that.

What you doin', Luce?

Oh.

Your dad is gonna give you so much shit for that garnish.

I know, but it looks nice, doesn't it?

Let's see what it looks like without.

-No, Luke. -There. Fixed it.

-What? -That bother you?

-No. -That bother you?

-Stop it. -Do I bother you?

-Yeah, a little bit. -This bother you?

-No. -Really?

No, not this.

You did not just put that back.

No.

Okay, um...

Are you kidding me?

I'm doin' you a favor, don't worry.

Come on, let's go.

Oh, fine.

Okay, everybody, come on, dig in.

Get this food, it's yummy.

This is really good.

We've got some sausages here.

They're mild and spicy.

All right, everybody!

Let's gather around!

Hey, guys, come on up here.

I wanna say a few words before we begin.

-Yeah, come on up. -Oh, what's this about?

I don't know. Did he tell you anything?

-(DOUG GRUNTS) -He likes to give speeches.

He does.

Oh.

Here is to my daughter, Lucy,

who got fired from her job today.

-What? -Wait, I didn't get fired.

I got laid off.

Ah, correction.

Here's to my daughter, Lucy,

who got laid off from her job today.

After five years of workin' your ass off,

the bastards don't deserve you.

And were she not pregnant with my grandchild,

I would encourage you to drink the entire contents

of both of those beer coolers over there.

-(GUESTS LAUGHING) -But since I do not encourage

that kind of irresponsible behavior of you,

I encourage the rest of you to do just that

because we are young-- youngish.

And fuckin' alive!

-Cheers! -Cheers!

Good speech. Really was.

Oh.

Thanks, Dad.

I still think we should sue it.

We're not suing a non-profit.

Okay.

Okay, let's go.

This is a little sensitive drinkin' song

that's, um, happened to me.

Wooh! Wow!

Nice! Wooh!

Baby, baby, baby.

-Here. Hold on to that. -I'll hold on to that.

I'm gonna get a beer. You want one?

-Nope. -No? You want one?

I don't think he should have another one.

You're good? All right.

Let's get another beer.

-Oh! Oh, hey, Dad.

Yeah, you're right.

Thank God for my guardian angel.

You know...

Hmm?

Dad, what's up?

Hey. You okay?

-Hey, guys. -(GROANS)

Oh, my God. Dad?

Can someone call an ambulance?

Are you okay?

Daddy, can you hear--

Oh, my God. Dad!

-(DOUG GROANS) Doug!

-Daddy. -(GASPS)

-I don't know what to do. Doug.

Daddy, can you talk?

Can you-- can you tell me what's wrong?

Doug?

-Lorraine, are you calling? -Okay, I got it. Yeah.

Doug, stay with us. Doug.

I don't know if he's breathing or not,

-but-- but he-- he's on the- Daddy?

-(GROANS) -Dad?

-Yes. -Doug, stay with us.

Doug, help is coming.

-Doug? -D-- Dad?

(ON VOICEMAIL) Hey, it's me.

I don't listen to messages,

but if you still wanna leave one,

knock yourself out.

Paige, it's me again.

I really didn't wanna leave this on your voicemail.

Um,

Dad died.

We're having a memorial for him on the 5th at the house,

so call me back, I guess.

Still nothing?

I've been calling her for three days.

I don't know what else I can do.

-Morning. -Good morning.

Morning, baby girl.

He won't get to meet her.

I know that.

I just never thought...

I know.

I promise you the best thing that we can do

is just move forward.

Single step at a time.

-Okay? -Mm-hmm.

So, nice hot shower, some clothes.

Car--

And then a lawyer.

I wish you could come.

Me, too.

Me, too.

Love you.

-I love you, too. -Okay. All right.

See you after work.

Bye.

Oh, did you want anything?

Um, I-- I actually don't even know

what he has in the house.

No, thanks, Luce.

Oh, Doug was an old rascal.

And a dear friend.

Yeah.

He's gonna be irreplaceable.

Thanks, Greg.

So, down to business.

I'm assuming you know that Doug's will stipulates