The first 200 lines.
Bri, can you hand me the tape?
Sorry to disturb your grumpiness.
I'll get you some water.
- Thanks, mom. - Muruni is kind when I can live with him.
I am a gentle queen.
- He's coming to his mother! - Exactly.
You even dared to trick me into coming.
You look beautiful. You glow.
Of course I glow.
I put on glowing sunscreen, because you were talking about a beach trip.
We are in Long Beach. It is calculated.
It's hard that my mother lives with me.
- I need support. - I know.
You are stressed. You finally learn how to sext quietly.
I can't relate to that.
- Here. - Mrs. Evans,
- do you go to church? - I'm going.
If I tell you I'm gay, can I leave?
- Good try, mother-in-law. - Don't swear.
Gabitha! I'm shocked.
And baby, you're in charge of my clothes.
Now.
Quite a stereotype.
Damn it.
Why are your legs shaking?
Or are you mocking me?
I'm trying to muster up the courage to say something.
Sounds juicy.
Let me know when you don't care anymore.
All right. you once said that I could let sorrow drown me -
or i could get away with it.
So.
I'm not completely clear, but the light is already visible.
Therapy is no longer needed.
I know what you say.
"Therapy is always needed."
Yes, you sound like Batman.
Deliberately. It's called dignity.
I think it's time to do this alone,
at least for a while.
Did you get angry?
I don't.
In fact, I am very proud.
If you ever need me, I'll be there for you.
I know.
And, Paul...
Please.
Did you think you could skate? payment for the last session?
Come on.
Good ones.
Deuce.
Who died?
Jokes like that not allowed to tell in the company of my peers.
I will remember forever many things about my husband.
When you were loved by Elliot,
there was no need to doubt it for a moment.
And that's how I remember him.
Thank you for coming.
You don't have to hide your relationship anymore.
I tried to lighten the mood.
At a funeral, it should be done in a fun way.
I thought it was a good joke.
Thanks for coming along.
Think nothing of it.
I wouldn't miss it your boss's girlfriend's husband's funeral.
Julie is incredibly sexy in black.
- I lust after that white woman. - I'd watch it.
- Hello. - Kiesus.
They don't have to hide their relationship anymore.
Did you see, Paul?
Paul. Fun.
- What's fun? - I don't know.
Now.
I hope it's not weird hanging out,
because I was her last boyfriend.
It doesn't bother me.
Let it bother you.
No problem, but thanks.
- Good. - Good.
- Good, good. - Good, good.
Really?
This makes me sad.
I see.
- Thank you for coming. You too, Brian. - Can't take it.
Don't thank me. Brian slipped from the blessing. He came to eat.
- Jealous? - I am.
FYI, since the house has already been sold, you can fund the funds -
- To Elliot's Descendants. - Thank you.
That's what he would have wanted.
Did you sell the house? Where are you going to live?
He's staying with me for a couple of days, until you figure something out.
Thanks again, dude.
- Can't take it. - Oh well.
- Wow. - He's staying at your place -
- a couple of days. - A couple of days?
- Cold. - I'm shocked.
- It was really sad. - Unnerving.
Our current arrangement is working.
Don't forget, that I haven't lived with another person for 30...
what are you doing ...for 30 years. What is that?
It's a fluttering baby's pussy, because you are new.
Go ahead, go ahead, Paul.
That's disturbing too.
- Certainly. Look. - Don't bring it here.
- I don't want it. - Hello.
At the funeral.
LOUIS - I'M NOT YET HEARD OF YOU. SEND A MESSAGE
When Alice turns 18, you are an adult with an adult.
How is that surprising?
Your father has an adult.
Hittolainen.
Are you talking about my birthday? What can I get as a gift?
I will bake you a cake.
Chocolate or vanilla?
Surprise me, but vanilla.
I know your gift.
Not now. It's just a car.
"Just a car." Lovely white family dynamics.
I'm sorry. Insurance would cost millions.
Alright. It was worth trying.
- Still considering? - I don't.
I pay for gas.
With what?
- That's outrageous. - Terrible.
Buy Alice a car.
I know your salary, satir.
- You are a calf, Sean! - No problem.
Come on, fembots, let it be. I'm buying Alice a car.
I want to surprise him.
Sweet. I like you again.
I'm still thinking.
Previous birthdays were because of me from deep down.
When you knocked on my door and you asked to borrow a birthday cake.
- I remember what I did, Liz. - Do you remember?
Well, not everything.
I guess it's healthier for me.
He has always liked the Mini Cooper,
which mom drove in college. I'm looking for one.
I returned to your team.
Party day?
He has his own plans.
He doesn't want to party with dad and his friends.
Just the same. He owes us.
- That's for us. - We're having a party.
- Party. - It's fine.
- Damn sure. - That's right.
Damn sure.
Alright.
- Let's plan a party. - All right.
- Derek. Derek coming through. - Derek!
- Hi, Jorge. - What should it be?
Sorry. I'm Derek.
- The usual. - It's fine.
I'm trying to decide if I'll take one or two.
Take two, baby. You are my big, hungry man.
- Really? - Yeah.
You heard it.
- Relax. I'll bring it to you. - All right.
Thanks.
Hey, what the hell was that?
I don't need comments.
I don't know why he got benefits.
Sorry, big necklace.
You weren't asked.
Thank you for being the queue police.
You are doing a great job.
For real. Top class.
Wow.
I offer your order.
Well, let's talk about it.
Your upcoming birthdays are important -
- Liz's and my... - For us.
Had to agree today.
- Speak properly. - It's fine.
Your birthday is coming up are important to Liz and me.
Thanks.
We want to start by saying, that we love you.
- We make a strong offer. - That's right.
Full dinner, cake and gifts after that, cocktail attire, from 19:00 to 22:30.
My counter offer is to eat cake while standing in the kitchen -
in sweatpants, without opening presents at 4:30-4:35.
That's bullshit.
- Calm down. - Absolutely shit.
I know. He's pulling now.
We were waiting for this.
I'll make a counter offer.
An hour of cake, a casual and neat outfit, and you only open my and Liz's presents.
Mention the preparation.
We want 20 minutes for you to prepare.
You match our chosen outfit, when we advise on women's issues.
And you ask us out with you and your friends after that.
You do it like you mean it and you fail, when we politely decline.
Clear.
Short preparation and a 45-minute party, so it's settled.
- What do you think? - I don't like it.
Me neither. There is no other.
- Let's agree. - It's fine.
- We accept your terms... - Right?
- ...with long teeth. - No.
Alright, agreed.
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