Related (2005) s01e07 Episode Script

Oh, hey, I meant to ask you -- what happened to you yesterday? You, like, disappeared from the wedding.
Yeah, I got tired, and, um, I went to bed.
Alone? Don't.
What? What don't I know? What don't I know? Okay, last night, after the wedding -- and, mind you, it was an open bar -- I got in a cab fully intending on going home, and I - She told the cabby to take her to N.
Y.
U.
, where she made sweet love to my friend Zach in his dorm room.
What?! - Hey! - Hey, wait a second.
Was that the guy you were talking to at her play? - How old is this kid? - He's 19.
He'll be 20 in two weeks.
Is he gonna hire a clown for his birthday? Having fun on your high horse? I am, actually.
I can see why you like it so much.
Enough.
It was a mistake, okay? A really fun, stupid mistake.
You, know, I'm not so sure he thought it was a mistake.
I mean, you didn't see the way he was looking at you this morning, but I did.
He was smiling.
I did show him a good time.
Oh, my god, that smells so good.
Hey, where's Bob? Oh, he's working.
Hey, Ann, I called you before, and, um, some guy named Zach picked up your phone.
Come on, girls.
Let's get it while it's hot.
Okay, we're coming, dad.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! I must have left my phone at Zach's.
Ahh! Who's Zach? Oh, that's Rose's friend from college who Ann slept with in his dorm room last night after she struck out at the wedding.
Leave any details out of that, sis? I miss all the good subway rides.
Rose, will you please get my phone back for me? Oh, no, no, no, no.
See, the haver of sex has to get her own phone back.
That is a rule.
I can't go back to the scene of the crime.
Please? I like rules.
Fine, okay, yeah.
Since you're being so helpful, help me with this, will you? Um, what were you doing roaming the halls in a man's shirt, carrying your clothes around this morning? I -- I spent the night in Alex's room, but I -- - You had sex? - Oh, my god! Congratulations, Rose! I didn't have sex with him, okay? Oh, yeah, right.
Either you're lying, or he's gay.
Look, I swear to you, Alex and I did not have sex.
I just held his hand.
So by "hand, "you mean "penis," right? Just, no.
I am telling you, Bob thinks that being british makes him above gossip.
Mind you, that doesn't stop him from devouring everything written about Prince Harry.
Are you serious? - What? - Yeah, he's obsessed.
He thinks Harry is "the forgotten prince.
" Hmm, they grow 'em manly in England, don't they? Who's got room for jell-o mold? Oh, I am so full.
Oh, come on.
Now, I know your father raised a pack of food snobs, but everybody loves jell-o.
It's one of life's simple pleasures.
I'm thinking of making an orange one for thursday.
Oh, that's, uh, sweet, but we always have pumpkin bread pudding on Thanksgiving.
Not this year.
Joe? Um Yeah, so, uh, girls, being that this is Renee's first Thanksgiving with us, she would really, really like to make dinner this year.
Your father told me all about your fancy Thanksgiving.
It sounds delicious.
But your father works so hard, and I want to give him the day off and make my own Thanksgiving dinner.
Maybe you girls could take him to the parade or something.
Well, that sounds fun.
Wow I don't know what to say.
You don't have to say a thing.
It's my pleasure, really.
You're gonna love my Thanksgiving dinner.
I make the most spectacular gravy with not a lump to be found in it.
There's a secret.
You want to know what it is? Okay.
It's from a powder.
What about the cranberries? Canned.
That's the only way to go.
Does anybody want any coffee? That'd be great.
Thank you, honey.
- Listen, girls -- - What just happened? Renee hijacked Thanksgiving.
That's what happened.
No, she didn't.
- If you'll please just -- - Dad, how can you let her do this? Look, I would rather have pumpkin bread pudding than jell-o mold, too, but -- But what? She's more important to me.
Ugh! What's it taste like? Summer camp.
Here, put some on your plates and just move it around.
Why did you have to give her Thanksgiving? Couldn't you give her, like, flag day? Yeah, really.
Thanksgiving is mom's holiday -- every ingredient, every recipe, every smell is mom.
I know what it means to you, and that's why I've done it every year since since your mother's been gone.
But just this once, don't you think you girls can make an exception? I'm sorry.
We've talked about it, and we decided we can't.
Okay, I don't like it when you do that.
Dad, you're not even gonna have to do anything.
We'll cook.
Yeah, I'd like to see that.
Hey, we can do it, and we're not even gonna mess up your kitchen.
We're doing it at Ginnie and Bob's.
We are? I thought that's what we were saying.
Yeah, totally.
Yes! Yes, and then all you'll have to do is just -- just tell her that, you know, it's not personal.
It's just that this is our thing with mom.
All right, all right.
You want to do Thanksgiving, you do Thanksgiving, - but you've got to tell her.
- Dad, why should we have -- In a couple of months, Renee is gonna be part of this family.
I do not want to be in the middle.
So this is your deal.
What was that? What were you just saying with your minds to each other? We're deciding who's gonna tell Renee.
Then Ann told a dirty joke.
Oh, don't worry about the dishes, you guys.
Go on in and watch the news with your father, and I'll finish up.
- Oh, okay.
- Marj, stay.
What's going on? Fine, I'll do it.
Mmm Well, we've been talking about Thanksgiving, about you making it, specifically, and we really appreciate the gesture.
We really do, but, um our mother got sick in the middle of december, so Christmas is always a little bit tainted for us.
So, um, Thanksgiving was the last holiday where she was well enough to really enjoy with us, you know? So this whole elaborate dinner is-- is our way of, um, honoring our mom.
See, these are her recipes and her Thanksgiving.
So, um, you're welcome to bring a jell-o mold, but we really would just rather do it at-- at my place in the city this year.
Oh, I can't believe it.
I feel so bad.
Well well, don't cry.
Ginnie, you made her cry.
No, no, no.
I'm not upset, I just-- I just feel so badly for you girls.
I had no idea that this meant so much to you.
Of course, I mean, how could you have? Yeah, we don't really talk about it.
We just want to make sure that you understand.
Completely.
So, how early should I get there? Where? To your house, silly.
I'd feel so badly if I couldn't help you.
I mean, you were-- you were just with the understanding -- Come on, let me help.
I know I'm not a "foodie" like you guys, but I can follow a recipe--really, I can.
Why don't I just, you know, why don't I make that pumpkin bread pudding? I can't hurt that -- it's laminated.
You know what? It's fine, you know.
It's just that these are her recipes, and, um, they're in her handwriting.
So, um I'll write it out for you.
Okay, fine.
What did we just agree to? Guys, it's gonna be fine.
Thanksgiving's about family, and Renee's gonna be family.
Yeah, you're right, you're so mature.
Look, what's important is that we still get to do our thing.
Okay, Ann, you are on the cranberry and apple chutney.
Oh, I forgot how nice mom's handwriting was.
- Uh, Marjee, you can make the gnocchi.
- Awesome.
All right, and that leaves you, Rose, with the roasted root vegetables with maple glaze.
Oh, yay, I love those.
So you and Bob are gonna do the turkey? Yes, and the stuffing, and the backup bread pudding.
Why do we need a backup bread pudding? - Because when Renee's is-- - Comes out of a can.
Yes.
Then we can swap hers with ours.
That's so terrible.
I have never loved you more.
Hello! Hi! Okay, why are you smiling at me like that? Okay, you dragged it out of me.
I've got a surprise for you -- Well, I've got one for all the girls.
Oh? What is it? Well, I can't tell you.
Well, maybe I can.
No, I can't.
So can you or can't you? I can -- well, I want to.
No, Renee, you can't! All right.
Okay, fine, I'll tell you on one condition.
You can't blow the surprise for your sisters.
Oh, I promise.
Okay, reach into the top there.
That's for you.
It's an apron.
Put it on.
Oh, you look sensational in that! It's an apron.
I'm a turkey.
Yeah.
I made one for everyone here.
Wait here, I'm gonna go get the camera.
Can I have my phone back? Can I please have my phone back? Give me my damn phone back.
Hey.
I like the one with the "please" best.
Hey, Zach.
About the other night, I shouldn't have come here.
I should not have even called you in the first place.
You have really nice man nipples.
And I'm not saying it wasn't great because it was.
It was amazing, really, really amazing.
Could you put your shirt on? - Yeah.
- Thank you.
And, um, it was a mistake, you know? And I'm sorry.
And it was great and amazing, but I mean, you and I just don't make sense.
Come in.
Actually, I just came for my phone, so if you could just -- What? You don't--you don't trust me? No, I trust you.
Then come in.
You can leave the door open if you want.
Thanks.
No problem.
Okay, so I'm gonna go.
Okay.
What's that supposed to mean? I'm just cool with whatever you want.
Oh.
Okay, I see what you're doing.
Yeah, you're cool.
Right, you don't care.
What happened the other night doesn't matter.
And, what, I'm supposed to be intrigued? Okay.
Okay, then I'm gonna go.
What-- wha-- what are you looking for in a guy? I don't know.
I guess somebody who knows what they want out of life.
Ah! You're blowing me off because of my age, but the last guy you were with was settled and paid absolutely no attention to you.
So I may just be 20 Fine.
But I think you're amazing.
And you're funny, and you're quirky and messed up, and all I want to do is spend time with you.
So I may not be almost 30 Thanks.
I'm just saying I know what I want.
I know exactly what I want.
Okay, I'm gonna - Hello! - Happy Thanksgiving! - Coffee, now.
- Thank you.
Oh, Marjee, I haven't made it yet.
Can you make it? Seriously? But I overslept, and I'm just an hour behind, at least.
Fine.
Fine! Oh, god, what crawled up your ass? I don't know, Ginnie, but it wants coffee, too.
Ginnie, I've got a surprise for you.
Go ahead, put your hand in there.
I want to see your face.
Yeah, me too.
What is it? An apron.
Yeah, that's what my face looked like.
Well, go ahead, put it on.
Really? Over the robe? Why not? We're all family, aren't we? Ahh! Oh, that's adorable.
What you wearing? An apron.
Yeah? Turn around, let me see it.
That's -- "The Sorelli women are really cookin'!" And, darling, your head is on a turkey.
That's brilliant.
Isn't it? And I just came up with it like that, boom, instantly.
Son of a bitch! What's the matter? I forgot the sage for the gnocchi.
I just forgot it.
Okay, okay, well, forgetting sage is a fixable problem.
Calm down.
We're gonna think this through.
It's probably just about the coffee, right? Ginnie, I cannot make coffee in the morning before I have had my coffee.
I'll make it.
- Thank you, Renee.
- Thank you, Renee.
Okay.
Bob? Go to the market and get some sage, okay? Okay.
Thank you.
You feel better? A little better, thank you.
Oh, Bob.
Oh, no, don't worry about it.
Keep it.
- No, I insist.
- No.
And why don't you use the change to buy yourself a magazine with Prince Harry on the cover? Ginnie? What, so -- everyone knows? Well, I was worried about you.
I had to tell my sisters.
Don't think that's funny, actually.
By the way, you see that Prince Harry -- he's got more charisma in his little bloody finger than that father and that sappy William put together.
All right? I know, honey.
Okay, I'm late, I have to go.
Hey! Uh, so, are you gonna call me? Yeah, I'm gonna call.
Okay, well, you might need this.
Right.
Oh, my god.
This is why I wanted you to get my phone back.
Ann.
Damn, this bird is heavy.
How many pounds is it? Oh, you know, I don't know.
I think like 13 or 14.
Wow, that's only a little bit bigger than what you're gonna have to push out of your hoo-ha.
Oh, I almost forgot about you.
I better put you in the refrigerator.
Who are you talking to? All right, don't be mad, but I got a little nervous, so I went ahead and made the bread pudding last night.
But I think it turned out okay.
You want to see? Sure.
Ginnie, why don't you come on over here and check this out? Wow! Yeah.
It's beautiful, right? Well, I did follow the recipe to the "t," except that I used egg beaters instead of eggs.
I think the reason why it's a little brown is because I used baby food prunes instead of butter.
- Do you mind getting that for me, Renee? - Oh, no, sure.
Ginnie, you got to get started on the backup bread pudding.
I already made it.
Oh, god, I love you.
- Hi! Happy Thanksgiving! - Happy Thanksgiving.
Your apron is something.
I know we're late.
I'm sorry.
But at least I made it to the market.
You didn't go to the market? No, she was too busy sleeping with her boy toy.
Again? I hate that you know him.
What? I mean, I thought you were just going there to get your phone back.
How many times did you guys do it? What? I'm curious.
I haven't slept with a 20-year-old since I was 17.
Can we not talk about this in front of Renee? Oh, don't worry about me.
Today, I'm just one of the girls.
What do you think? Got your name on it.
Oh, I wish it didn't.
So, what's he like, this boy? Is he dreamy? Did she seriously just say "dreamy"? Actually, he is kind of dreamy.
All right, so how did all this happen again? Well, I went over there last night, okay? Then I don't know! He wanted to talk about stuff, and so we did, and then I started to realize that maybe there's something more there, you know? Oh, that sounds so romantic.
God, what a load of crap.
Yeah, I'm not buying it, either.
You don't get to decide how I feel about a guy.
Of course we do.
Ever since Danny, you have been a disaster.
Marco was "the one", and then that guy at the dry cleaner.
He was the one, too.
And then this friend of Rose could be the one.
Do we need to meet this guy? I think we do.
I think she was asking me.
Maybe we should invite him tonight.
I mean, well, he doesn't have any real family, so he has no plans for Thanksgiving.
No family? No, both of his parents are dead.
I didn't know that.
So he's perfect for you.
He's a hot guy and a stray dog all rolled into one.
Mnh-mnh, we can't invite him, okay? It would be so uncomfortable.
No, no, no, see, uncomfortable would be Zach roaming the empty hallways of his dormitory, scavenging the vending machines for something to eat.
- Guys! - I'll call.
No! No, I'll do it.
Shut up.
Hello.
I got the sage.
The market was a bloody pain in the ass, I'm telling you.
- Thank you, honey.
- You're welcome.
Oh, I need you to go back to the market and get Ann's stuff.
- What? - Yeah.
God.
Well, he's coming.
So now you guys have to promise that you'll be nice to him and make him feel comfortable.
Great.
Is he gonna bring his own booster seat? Oh, yeah, perfect.
Behave just like that.
So, who's coming? Who's coming? Uh, Ann's boy toy.
Anne's got a boy toy? No.
Come on, honey.
I'll explain to you later.
But right now you have to go back to the market.
Got to start the chutney.
Yeah, thanks.
Nice to be included again, girls.
Bye.
- Oh -- yay, Bob! - Shut up.
Guys, I have a problem.
What now? My gnocchi--they look like testicles.
No -- oh, yeah, like little baby ones.
What does the recipe say? It says roll the dough into a rope And form the gnocchi.
Ginnie, grab that fork.
Okay.
And rest it on its tines.
Like this? Turn it around 'cause you're gonna want to run the gnocchi down the back of it.
Oh, so Perfect.
Okay, now take a gnocchi.
Very gently, roll it down the back of the tines.
Go easy on the gnocchi.
Sorry.
Sorry.
I suck at this.
I'm never gonna get it.
Honey.
Most important, go easy on yourself.
You do not need to be perfect.
Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot who I'm talking to.
It's just that when I do something, I want to do it.
Okay, but you got to give yourself a break sometimes.
Now that is a perfect gnocchi.
Oh, so perfection's okay for you.
There.
What do you guys think? It's perfect.
It's just like hers.
It's wonderful that she taught you that.
All right, now all we need is another 150.
Here.
Sorry.
Excuse me.
Are we even using them in anything? Oh, my god, guys, I forgot to make the stuffing! What?! Shut up! Ginnie! That's what you make when you do Thanksgiving.
Is everythink all right? Um, hi.
Is everything okay? No, Bob, you have to go back to the market.
I forgot to make the stuffing.
Please don't make me go back there, please.
The cashier with the big mole on her face wants to have sex with me.
Bob, please go back to the market.
Okay.
Violet, here I come.
Thank you.
The small fork goes on the outside.
It doesn't matter.
It's just us.
Believe me, it matters.
This is how you set a nice table.
I don't see why I can't go to the Hutchins' house tonight.
Because you have this monster of a mother who has this insane idea that families should eat together on Thanksgiving.
Alyssa's my best friend.
If you want to see Alyssa Hutchins so much, why don't you ask her here? To Brooklyn? No way.
Well, you're not going to Manhattan tonight.
Honey, the salad fork goes to the left of the dinner fork.
That way, we eat from the outside in.
If you care so much where the salad fork goes, you set the table.
No, you are gonna set the table, and you're gonna do it properly.
Why? I don't see what difference it makes where the salad fork goes.
No one gives a crap.
I give a crap.
Okay? Fine.
But it's pretty stupid, if you think about it.
And it's just us-- the same boring-ass people sitting around a dinner table every night of the week.
And all these extra forks and fancy linens and china aren't gonna change that.
Annie.
We're boring people, mom, and no matter how hard you try, you're still gonna be this regular wife married to a regular man, you live in this regular apartment above his regular deli! Tonight, you're going to eat with us.
And then starting tomorrow, there will be no Hutchins' house, no sleepovers, and no boys for two weeks.
What? Why? Because we are your family, and in the end, that's all that counts.
We might not be as fancy as the Hutchinses, but we are not boring people.
I am not a boring person.
And I will not stand for you calling us that.
I can't believe this.
Do you have any idea how much I hate it here? I'll be at the Hutchins' house.
Do not dare leave this room! Annie! What the hell, mom? I know you think I don't understand you, but I do.
You're a 13-year-old girl, and it's your job to hate me -- a job which you're doing quite well, by the way.
But I love you, Annie, and I want you to hear this.
I know you love me.
And one day you're gonna look back on this, and you're gonna see how silly this fight is, and when you do, you're gonna wish you learned to set the table properly.
So you can be as mad at me as you want, but we're gonna do this.
Okay? I'll get another plate.
- I had no idea it was so -- - Yeah.
Wow.
Oh, dear, oh, dear! Oh, dear! Oh, my god! I'm so sorry.
I didn't realize-- it was so close to the flame.
I was boiling water, and it just went.
I cannot believe you, Renee.
You knew how important these cards were to us.
I didn't want you to touch them, let alone burn them! - I'm so sorry.
- Just give it to me.
Just try not to ruin anything else! I probably should go.
Look, I'm sorry.
It's just -- it's Thanksgiving.
I know, I don't want to ruin it for you.
Your father and I will be back at 5:00.
I just I I just need to go.
Bob, where are you? I'm having trouble reading your mom's handwriting.
As far as I can tell, the recipe says "add the shnivig.
" Please, can we just please, please, please, forget about this one? No, no, we cannot have Thanksgiving without the stuffing.
Look, just stay put, and I'll be right over there.
Just hold on to the card.
Honey, honey, I've looked everywhere.
This store does not have fresh sage.
Oh, it's the second shelf on your left, end of the produce section, mate.
All right, I'll be right over.
Bob, there you are! Hello, darling.
What are they doing here? Condensed milk? Oh, Tom, what are we gonna do with you, mate? Come on, let's go.
Wait, the recipe card.
- There you go.
- Okay, okay, let's see.
Uh, "add the" - Stuff! - Stuff! I said it first.
No, I did.
Stuff? Stuff.
Okay, okay, stuff, stuff, think, girls.
Anybody remember what the stuff is? Nobody? Come on, guys, think! Do you find talking this way to people to be particularly motivating? Come on, I'm sorry.
It's just that it's not gonna seem like Thanksgiving without mom's stuffing.
Do you guys want to have Thanksgiving without her stuffing? Do you? Yeah, no, that's much better.
Guys, wait.
Wait a second.
The stuff.
I think it's spices.
Okay.
We've got marjoram for Marjee.
- I'm a spice? - Yep.
And anise for Annie Rosemary for Rose and ginger for Ginnie.
I like that we're all in the stuffing.
Me too.
You ever hear the expression "cooking with love"? I think so.
That's what I do.
I put a little bit of each of my girls in the food.
That way, my stuffing comes out tasting like love.
Isn't that nice? Uh-huh.
Can I let you in on a little secret? Yeah.
Ginger's kind of a strong flavor, so I just use a little whisper of it.
But don't tell Ginnie.
Believe me, I won't.
Good.
I thought the fact that you were all a pinch and I was a whisper made me special.
Aww, sorry, babe.
You're just an overwhelming flavor.
The human brain is so cool.
I mean, we have these memories that hide out in our heads, and then the trigger comes along, and it's as if all of this happened yesterday.
Wow, Ann.
That is, like, really deep.
Yeah, yeah, isn't it? Could you shut your stinky mouth? Rose, doesn't it feel like that? No, and can we stop talking about it, please? What's the matter? I don't remember any of this.
Nobody expects you to.
You were really little.
Well, I expect me to.
I want to, but I can't.
All day long, you guys have been talking about mom, and you all have these memories of her, and I can't remember anything.
Oh, Rosie, we're so sorry.
Yeah.
You must remember something.
No, not really.
I mean I think I remember the smell of her perfume and the lipstick on her vanity and her brushing my hair and and I have this vague memory of clutching to her leg in public and it's just -- her face, I can't remember it.
To me, it's just this featureless blob, you know, like those people on television who don't want to be recognized? You know what? Sometimes I hate you guys for remembering her when I can't.
- Hey! - Oh, my god, I'm so sorry.
We had to run to the market.
- Zach, this is Ginnie.
- Nice to meet you.
Can't talk now.
Damn it.
Move, Rose.
I thought I'd close that for you.
Hello? Dad, is that you? Wait, wait, wait.
Shut your mouths.
Shut your -- never mind.
Um, yeah, well, under there is the bowls.
Really, you're gonna make fun of me? Who wants a drink? Oh, I would love one.
You don't want to be drunk for dinner.
You guys know how to get the turkey on the this part? Um, guys? Guys.
Uh, dad and Renee aren't coming.
Bitch.
I knew she was gonna do something like this.
No, um apparently, she had an asthma attack and collapsed, and he took her to the hospital.
Oh, my god.
Really? Okay, so I guess I'm the bitch.
We need to get down there.
- I'm sorry to strand you like this.
- No, no, no, no, it's totally fine.
Bob, honey, please take care of the mess.
You got it, babe.
- I'll call you from the hospital.
- Okay.
Hey.
We haven't actually officially met, have we? I'm Bob.
Zach.
Zach.
Zach.
Oh, Annie -- ha! You're the boy toy.
How's she doing? I'm fine.
I'm fine, and Renee is doing much better.
Her heart was racing, she couldn't breathe.
I've seen her have asthma attacks before, but nothing like this.
We're sorry.
What are the doctors telling you? They just want to keep her overnight for observation, rule some things out.
Also pretty sure the attack was stress induced.
You girls feel guilty about that? Good.
- Dad - No.
No, I don't want to hear about it.
You know, she -- she has done nothing but try with you girls, and you have done nothing but make her feel unwelcome.
I thought I raised you better than that.
Machine won't take my dollar.
Well, that's because your money's no good here.
I'm buying.
What do you want? What do you think? Coffee, black.
Look, about before -- No, dad, I'm the one who should be apologizing.
I just -- I feel awful about today.
I mean, I snapped at Renee, and it was wrong.
Thank you.
But I think she's the one you should be apologizing to.
You're right.
My getting upset wasn't just about Renee.
This is -- this place, it just I know, it's awful.
Can you believe it's been 15 years? No, honey, I can't.
Your coffee's ready.
I feel awful.
Yeah, me too.
Guys, I'm having this weird "déjà vu" feeling.
When mom was here, did I come visit? No.
We thought about bringing you, but she thought you were too little.
She didn't want you to remember her like that.
I was too little.
I'm telling you, I've been here before.
Maybe you're thinking about Kings County Hospital.
That's where we took you when you cracked your head open because you were jumping on the bed.
No, I remember that.
Good babysitting, by the way.
In my defense, dad never should have let me babysit you on the night that Donna lost her virginity on "90210.
" Hello? Guys, I have been here.
I've sat on these same crappy chairs.
I've smelled this stale hospital air.
I have Rosie? Mommy has to go talk to someone for a while, but I want you to stay here, okay? - Okay, mommy.
- Good.
And this nice lady is gonna watch you, but she's working.
So you think maybe you could color for a while? Will that keep you busy till I get back? Yeah.
Yeah? Okay.
- I'll be right back, okay? - Okay.
Um, excuse me, where's my mommy? She'll be right back.
She asked me to watch you, remember? Yeah, but where is she? She's in that room over there, but she's busy.
Can I help you? I have to go potty.
Okay, I'll take you to the potty.
No! I want my mommy to take me! Mommy.
Honey, I -- I told you to stay in your chair.
But I have to go potty.
I'm sorry, she was quicker than I thought.
Oh, that's okay.
What's that on your hand? That is Mommy needs her vitamins so she can get super strong and make a really, really good Thanksgiving dinner for you tomorrow.
Can I stay with you? Yeah.
Sure.
No way.
So you're saying that she was already sick? Yeah.
She was.
Your mother hadn't been feeling well for a long time.
But you know how she was.
She, um -- Well, everyone else came first.
Finally, I convinced her to go see a doctor, and he ran some tests.
And that's when we learned that she had cancer.
I'm sorry, it's -- it's not very easy.
I wanted to tell you girls right away -- honesty being the best policy -- but she said-- and I'll never forget this-- she said "don't you dare, Joe.
Not until we've had Thanksgiving.
" I can't believe her.
How did I not know? I was so close to her.
How did I not know? Oh, my god.
I yelled at her.
I broke that glass.
I was so awful to her.
Annie, Annie, Annie.
She knew you loved her.
Yeah, I know, I just -- No, no, no, no, really, she did.
I can't believe I thought they were vitamins.
4-year-olds are so stupid.
Rosie there's something I want to tell you.
Your mother, she didn't want to bring you here that day.
But I couldn't get away from the deli, and so I convinced her that you wouldn't remember and I feel just awful that you do.
No, dad, I'm glad I was here.
I mean, I can finally see her face.
I just don't understand.
I mean, how does a woman who's dying of cancer make a meal like that? Okay, I'm gonna tell you all something.
And if you tell Renee, I swear I will disown you.
When I wake up first thing in the morning and roll over and look at Renee -- and this is just for a second, mind you every single day I wake up and still expect to see your mother lying in bed next to me.
Oh, my god, dad.
Are you trying to kill us? No, no, no, no, no, no.
I'm just trying to tell you -- I love Renee, I love her very much but she will never, never replace your mother in my heart.
It's not easy moving on, is it? No, it isn't.
I've been trying to do it for 15 years.
But now that I am, do you girls think you could try a little harder with Renee? Yes.
Yes, we can.
Oh, please, don't apologize.
Everybody gets mad at each other.
We're a family, right? We are.
Knock knock! Hi! Ginnie said you were feeling a bit better, so we, uh, thought we'd stop by and say "hi.
" We? Yeah.
Hello.
I'm Zach.
Hi, Zach.
Yeah, we got all the cooking done.
We thought you might be hungry.
Are you? Oh, that's so sweet! Nice kid.
Good looking.
Got yourself a good one there, Rosie.
Um, actually, dad, he's -- he's with me.
What? You're dating that boy? I'm gonna go talk to Renee.
Drink?