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Honey? Hmm?

Have you seen my checkbook?

Downstairs in the living room.

Shh.

Darling, are you okay?

Fine!

Are you sure?

I'm just gonna take the dog for a walk.

Okay.

Nice office.

Nice family.

Sorry to disturb you at this time of night...

but we have a little problem.

Your boss owes me money.

A lot of money.

And I'm here to collect it.

I'm just the accountant. I don't know anything.

You don't need to know anything...

except the combination to the safe.

You do know the combination, yes?

Yes.

Perfect. Please.

Get in. Ah.

(OVER VOICEMAIL) This is 310-555-0199. Leave a message.

Hello, my friend. It's Malankov.

I came to your office to collect my money.

What a disappointment to see it's not here.

But I am leaving you something here in return.

As a reminder.

I cannot wait any longer.

My best to the family.

Sweet.

Yeah.

How old?

No matter how old they are, my friend...

they will always be our baby.

Ain't that true? Come on, big guy.

Thank you.

- Whoa! Happy birthday!

Dad!

My birthday's not even for three days.

You're always saying I'm so predictable.

I wanted to shake things up a bit,

make it a little less predictable.

Sorry.

Come in.

- Champagne glasses? You know me.

Why would I have champagne glasses?

Or a giant stuffed panda?

I heard that. (CHUCKLES)

Inappropriate, huh? Well, I mean...

not if I was 7. I can return it...

or you can hang on to it

until you have a 7-year-old of your own.

Not funny. (DOOR OPENS)

Hey, baby. Babe? Hey!

Hey, look who's here. Mr. Mills.

Hello, Jimy.

How are you? Good. You?

You know. Hey.

Hi.

Hey, if you guys are having

a father-daughter moment, I can really...

No, no, no. I just dropped by.

I thought I'd do something unpredictable.

Kim's always pointing out how predictable I am.

That's funny coming from her.

You wanna talk about predictable?

I'm not predictable! Oh, come on.

Every single day...

she goes to the same exact store,

right off campus, every morning before class...

and gets the same peach yogurt drink.

Stop.

The fourth one from the back.

Not the fifth one, not the third one.

The fourth one will stay cold, but not too cold.

That way, when she's drinking it, uh,

as a snack in between classes...

It's still cold.

I know. I would do exactly the same thing.

Yeah, the OCD gene.

(LAUGHS) Uh...

What's with the bubbly?

Uh, pre-birthday celebration.

If you don't mind, I just think

it's a little early to pop open a bottle.

Yeah, no problem.

I'll put it in the fridge.

What's that?

Whoa. A panda.

That was awesome.

I'll leave you two.

Dad, don't...

You don't have to take it. Now I feel bad.

Yeah, you should feel bad.

I'll exchange it for something more predictable.

Love you. Take it easy, Jimy.

Bye.

Hey, babe.

Is something wrong? Nothing.

Are you sure, babe? Mmm-hmm.

Stop. Stop.

I just need a second, okay?

You might want to buckle up, Phillip.

Bryan.

How did it go?

Great. Fantastic.

Couldn't have gone better.

The panda was not a hit, I take it.

Careful what you say.

He's sitting right next to me.

When did she grow up, Lenore?

I know. It goes so fast. All of it.

Where are you?

Just going home. Make a little dinner.

If you'd like to join us. "Us"?

Me and the panda.

I'll, uh, take a rain check on that.

If that's okay with you?

And the panda?

That's fine by us.

I'll see you.

See you.

I know what you're thinking.

Keep it to yourself.

Oh, God.

Hey. Lennie.

You changed your mind!

Yeah. Uh, you left the door open.

Come on in.

Okay.

I'm not intruding? No, of course you're not.

I was just preparing dinner. Drink?

Yes, please.

Thanks for coming over.

Cheers.

You look stressed. Yeah.

What?

Stuart and I...

We've tried everything.

Therapy. Counseling. Together, separately.

He wants it to work. He really does.

And you?

I know I'm hurting him.

I just don't feel anything anymore.

I hate that. I hate not feeling.

I hate going through the motions.

The only thing I feel is trapped.

I have the worst taste in men!

Thanks.

Oh, no. (BOTH LAUGHING)

No, not you.

Oh, God, I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Do you know what I fantasize about?

I'm afraid to ask.

Us.

Yeah? Mmm-hmm.

And right after...

the guilt comes roaring in and I feel like such a shit.

Does it make me a bad person...

being married to one man, fantasizing about another?

Confused maybe. Bad? No.

You must think I'm crazy.

If you are, Lennie, you're not the only one.

Oh, Lennie.

I'm sorry. No.

It's me that should be apologizing.

It's not that I don't want to. Believe me.

But until you and Stuart clear up your situation...

I think it would do more harm than good.

For all of us.

Why do you have to be so damn honorable?

Believe me, right now, I wish I weren't.

Uh, I'm gonna go. Wait.

Here.

I'm going out of town in a couple of days for a month on a job.

If you ever feel you need to go someplace...

just to be by yourself...

use it.

Thank you.

I put on six pounds of muscle.

Oh, you guys are giving me a hard time.

Well, it's not helping your stroke.

You were plus two on the last one.

You? Me?

Did the rest of you get on the green?

I'm not even on the green.

But seriously, it's money. It would be fun.

I know. I can't go, Sam.

It's a four-man job. We can't do it without you.

I know. But a couple of things have come up...

and I'm not comfortable being away for a month right now.