Sullivan and Son (2012) s01e01 Episode Script

So this is where you grew up! Yeah! That's *** played high school hockey Led the league in scoring, just saying.
And that's the house where my first girlfriend lived.
Not a lot of scoring there.
How long are you two in town? - Oh, we're here for my dad's birthday - 36 hours.
We've got to be back in New York by Monday morning.
It's an important day.
Steve got a big promotion.
He will be a vice president at an investment bank.
Hey, don't make the man fall asleep while he's driving.
And then after vice president is senior vice president, and then a co-op on the Upper East Side, and then executive vice president, and then two children named Tyler and Grace.
Sounds like pretty soon you two will be farting through silk sheets.
Kids? Aren't we skipping a few steps, like going out longer than eight months and getting married? Stay tuned.
You got a promotion, a raise.
You are this close to a black card.
Don't you want to have a great life? I do.
I do want to have a great life.
Well, it all starts on Monday.
We're here.
Sullivan & Son? Love that place.
You're in for a real treat, scary New York lady.
Well, thank you, "lucky to make it to 50" Pittsburgh cab driver.
You're 20 minutes late.
Speeches have already started.
Well, it's nice to see you, too, Susan.
What's happening, Jase? You've ruined dad's birthday, which I planned entirely by myself because you don't answer my e-mails! Hi.
I'm Steve's sister Susan.
By the way, don't expect a "we love Steve" reception.
You don't come back that often.
Hey, everyone, Steve's here! It doesn't hurt anymore.
Ooh.
Damn.
Nice.
Surprise.
Happy Birthday, dad.
Oh, come here! I couldn't miss your birthday.
- Hi, mom.
- Hello, Steven.
You look fat.
I want to say something about Jack! this bar, on that stool.
I was drinking whiskey alone.
I was pregnant.
I had zero idea of who the father of my baby was.
I mean zero.
It could have been anyone! We get the idea, mom.
You were popular.
There's my baby, my beautiful son Owen who is here tonight because this man said, "Carol, you're gonna get through this, but not with whiskey.
" I mean, thank God for weed, right? And then, holy crap, that kid came out ass first! He connected the dots -- you know what I mean, ladies? Oh, but I brought my little boy here, and Jack held him in his arms, and there's a picture over there on that wall.
And every time I see that picture, I think of how much I love my son and how much I love this bar and Jack And Jack and coke.
Happy Birthday, Jack! Who is this? Okay, so this is me and Owen playing peewee hockey.
Oh, my God! How cute! Wait, which one of you is in the tub with little baby Steve? You know it ain't me.
That would be me.
Melanie! Wow, hey.
Hey.
You look great.
Well, I just popped in to say Happy Birthday to your dad.
I was hoping you'd be here.
Sorry, got to run.
- You're leaving? - Yeah, I got to.
I'm on duty.
You became a paramedic.
Congratulations.
Hi! Who's this? - Melanie, this is Ashley -- - His fiance.
Congratulations.
Didn't know.
Neither did I.
Better go.
A lot of people out there making bad decisions.
Should you be drinking if you're on duty? Ah, turn on the siren.
Everybody gets out of the way.
Steve, go tell mom.
She has to make a toast.
Well, you tell her.
If I tell her, she won't do it.
If you tell her, she'll do it.
I'm not the great Steve.
Oh, come on.
Okay.
Watch.
Mom, make a toast.
It's the appropriate thing to do.
Oh, I don't like to talk in front of people.
Actually mom, I think everybody kind of expects you to.
You make a good point, Steve.
Attention, everyone! I want to make announcement! It's not a free party.
You pay for drinks.
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Wait a minute, wait a minute.
It's my birthday.
Drinks are on the house.
For one hour.
So, tell mehow much that suit cost you? Don't worry.
You couldn't afford it.
I could afford the pants.
Yeah, only if I co-sign for you.
How? Your credit's horrible.
You don't even pay your taxes.
Oh, I figured it out.
You don't have to.
When the I.
R.
S.
sends me letters in the mail, I just write "deceased" on them, in, like, really sad writing, and I send 'em back.
Owen, you could go to prison.
Seriously? Dude, I can't go to prison.
My uncle says I have a pretty mouth.
Uh, can I get everybody's attention?! Oh, this is gonna be good.
I think we all know that Sullivan & Son is an institution.
My father came here when your father was running the place.
Back then, this was a decent neighborhood -- just regular white people.
Then the Italians moved in, and we all thought, "uh-oh, there goes the neighborhood.
" But Jack said, "Hank, simmer down.
Technically Italians are white people, too.
" And you know what? He was right.
Oh, my God.
It's gonna get worse.
Then the coloreds moved in.
And this man said, "hey, fellas.
Colored people just want a beer after work like you and me.
" And he was right about that, too -- at least about the ones who work.
But here at Sullivan & Son, we are all one community -- the catholics, the Italians, the coloreds, the Koreans, the normal whites.
And we can all work together to keep the Mexicans out.
Because that's really a line we do not want to cross.
So here's to Jack, a terrific man who taught this guy a lot about tolerance and diversity.
Thanks.
my dad bought this bar, and then I took over.
And I always thought of it as my bar until tonight, when I realized it's ours -- all ours.
Aww.
That's nice.
So, now I want you to hear it from me.
We are putting the bar up for sale.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Time for me to retire.
But we'll make sure whoever buys it keeps up the tradition of Sullivan & Son.
- No Mexicans! - Hey! We are here already, huh? We come here every day.
Mm-hmm.
I thought you were Indians! Hey, it's "Sullivan & Son.
" Why doesn't the son take over? No.
No, no.
He's a lawyer.
He could be a lawyer here.
How many people in this room need a lawyer? - I.
- I.
- Yep.
Doug, what do you need a lawyer for? You know, a couple D.
U.
Is, some, uh -- some custody stuff Bigamy.
The neighborhood needs a lawyer, huh? Guys, I do a different kind of law.
- What do you do again? - I'm a corporate attorney at an investment bank.
I work in the compliance department.
I basically make sure that all issues and filings are in line with existing securities and exchange regulations.
You suck! - I do not suck, Owen.
- Yeah, you do.
And you sucked as a bartender, too.
I did not suck as a bartender.
I was the best bartender to ever work here.
You think you can beat me? Oh, I know I could beat you.
Just remember.
Everybody wants to hear Frank Sinatra.
Nobody wants to hear Frank Sinatra Jr.
Bartender competition! Who's got the first drink? How about a flirtini? Okay, who's got the first drink?! All right! Let's keep it simple.
Scotch and soda, Martini, and a draft, or, as I like to say, "breakfast.
" Go! Try to keep it in the glass, son.
Ladies and gentlemen, it is no contest, and still, your heavyweight bartender of the 'burgh -- Jack Sullivan! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Hey, hey, hey, hey! Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy! Oh, God.
It's -- it's work.
I got to take this.
I'm sorry.
I'm -- I'm sorry.
Really dude? Well, just give me a sec.
Give me a sec.
Yeah, it's work.
He's got to grab it.
Wait a minute.
Come on.
Hey! Sink it! Sink it! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Seriously! Seriously, Roy, don't.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Here you go.
Back up.
Back up.
- 100 bucks says I make it.
- I'm in.
Steve! That is your BlackBerry! I know.
Yeah! Welcome home, buddy! You owe me $100.
I-I might need a couple days on that one.
Did you hear those people talking about my father tonight? They're never gonna say those things about me.
I mean, he holds this place together every day by serving drinks, listening to people's problems, giving them a place to watch the game.
And what do I do for a living? I read documents, looking for mistakes.
Okay, I know what's going on.
It's nostalgia.
This is why I never go home.
It's depressing.
But look -- tomorrow, we'll be back in New York City, away from the people we love, and everything will be better.
I like the people I love.
You're adorable.
Listen, I have some good news.
I'm finally gonna have sex in this room? I fixed your BlackBerry.
I used my blow-dryer on it, and if we put it into a jar of rice overnight, it'll dry out the rest.
Does your mom have any rice? My mother the Korean? Yeah.
Go downstairs, do that, come back up here, and let's mess up these G.
I.
Joe sheets together.
Sounds good.
Oh, and can we take this down? The boz? The boz stays.
Babe, it's creepy to have him staring at us while we're, like, in bed together.
He needs to see this.
Need some help opening up? Could always use a hand.
That was a killer party last night.
One of the best we ever had.
It certainly was.
Carol, it's almost 9:00 A.
M.
you're gonna be late for work.
- How do I look? - You look great, kid.
Just pop a couple mints, and I'm good to go.
Dad, are you okay selling this place? I'm thinking of your mom.
This bar is what we have instead of savings.
So, I want to sell it, get the money, and then when I go, your mom can live free and clear.
And let's face it.
I'm going first.
Koreans live forever -- them and tortoises.
I can't imagine this bar any other way.
Well, nothing lasts forever.
What if I bought the bar, dad? You?! You're in New York.
You do that stuff with the stocks and the money and, uh What the hell do you do again? I'm a corporate attorney.
I work in the compliance department of an investment bank.
I make sure that all issues and filings are in line with existing securities and exchange regulations.
I'm sorry.
I dozed off there for a second.
The important thing is you're doing something you love.
I'm not.
But you do something you love, right? I love every minute of it.
I love opening up, and clearing the taps, wiping the tables.
I love the people.
I even love fishing Carol's wig out of the toilet.
Dad, I'm serious.
Let me buy this bar.
Oh, no.
No way.
Your mother would never allow it.
I can convince her.
Your mother? She'll kill me for encouraging it, kill you for doing it, and then she'll kill Susan because -- well, because your sister drives everybody crazy.
Look, everybody acts like mom's so scary.
I work on wall street, okay? I handle people a lot scarier.
It just got cold in here.
You are not coming home.
You are staying in New York City.
That's how it works in America -- you move up and never look back.
Mom, all my life, I've been the perfect Korean kid.
But what if I'm really justIrish? Don't ever say that! You're a lawyer.
I can be a lawyer here.
Plenty of people out there need one.
And what about your girlfriend? She's going to move to Pittsburgh? She ordered a flirtini.
You moved here for dad.
I did not move here for your father.
I mean, you moved here because you loved him, right? Nope.
When I met your father back in Korea, he was avery kind and thoughtful man.
One day, many years after we moved here, I saw him walking up the street with you.
You had twisted your ankle, and he was carrying you in your little hockey uniform, and Well, he looked so strong and handsome.
And that was the moment I fell in love with your father.
And that was also the night your sister was conceived.
So you did love dad.
It just took seven years.
Hey, I'm the first woman in my family to actually love her husband.
Back in Korea, I'm the touchy-feely one.
Mom, I'm not going back to New York City.
I just need time to figure out how to tell Ashley.
Time's up.
Ashley, I'm sorry you had to hear it like that.
It just kind of came out.
You know, I wasn't planning on it.
It's just -- over the course of the last day -- See this coffee I'm drinking? There is no Starbucks in this neighborhood.
I bought this at a gas station.
A gas station, Steve.
It cost $1.
What's wrong with that? Coffee is supposed to cost $4.
That's how you know it's good.
I want to be around people who are sophisticated, people who are plugged in, people who eat Ethiopian food but who are not Ethiopian.
I want to be around people who matter.
People in this bar matter.
Not really.
Then you know what? You should go back to New York.
That's where you belong.
I love these people.
I love this neighborhood.
I love this bar.
And Monday morning, I'm not gonna be the vice president at a bank.
I'm gonna be a bartender right here.
So, to be clear.
The money and the great apartment That's a no.
This place here, that smells a little bit like peeYes? You and I are finally communicating.
I thought you said you wanted a great life? I do.
I just think it might be here.
You know there's no guarantee it is.
I know.
But it's the one I really want to try.
That's my ride.
Goodbye, Ashley.
I wish you luck.
Goodbye, Steve.
I wish you luck.
Mom, you're Korean, and so am I.
For this bar, it's a very good deal.
You call this a good deal? It's an insult.
Get me my phone.
I'd like to report an attempted rape.
I'm serious, mom.
This is all the money I have in the world.
This is my last, best, and final.
I'm so sorry, Steve, but this is not enough.
This house, this bar, it's all we have.
I want to sell this to you, but I can't.
This is my last and best and final.
Deal.
Sucker! Look what we got! Uh Hot damn! I married the right woman! And don't forget.
You're only half-Korean! Good night, bud.
Congratulations, bud.
Hey, why is mom happy? Why is Steve still here?! How does it feel? Great.
I'm my own boss.
No more taking orders from anybody.
Hey, get me a beer.
Coming right up, sir.
Well, I had to see it for myself.
Pittsburgh's first lawyer/bartender.
- I like the new look.
- Hey, Steve.
- Dude, ask her out.
- Melanie? Yeah.
You know you've always liked her.
Take her to dinner.
No way.
She's always liked you, too.
You guys have had a crush on each other for years.
I just got out of something.
Besides, we've known each other forever.
I-it'd be weird.
You're grabbing a bite with an old friend.
It's not like you're asking her to marry you.
- It's not a big deal.
- Just ask her out.
Hey, can I get you something? Eh, I'm on duty in an hour.
Oh, drinking coffee? Yeah, I get it at the gas station.
Expensive, but it's good.
Melanie, do you want to grab a bite sometime? Great, I'd love to.
Hey, babe.
Um, Steve, this is Connor.
Connor, this is my old friend Steve.
- Hey, it's nice to meet you.
- Hey.
- Can I get a beer? - Sure.
So, Connor, what do you do? I'm a corporate attorney at an investment bank downtown.
I work in the compliance department.
Basically, we make sure that all issues and filings from the bank are in line with existing securities and exchange regulations.
It's complicated.
You knew she had a boyfriend? Why'd you tell me to ask her out? To see that look on your face.
- Did you ask him what he does for a living? - Yeah.
There's that look again! Uh, l'm sorry about earlier, if that was awkward.
Little bit.
It's -- it's just that when you asked me out, I was so excited to catch up, you know, just because we've been friends for so long.
By the way, I did say, "grab a bite," which is totally a friend phrase.
You were paying for yourself.
Well, I'd still like to grab that bite.
Completely as friends.
Seeing as how you have a boyfriend.
Oh, yeah.
I mean, well, we just started going out, so I don't know if we're in the boyfriend/girlfriend phase yet.
But I do look forward to catching up.
Well, I'll look forward to splitting the check.
I'll see you around.
Well, bye.
Steve, I've been thinking.
If there's one thing I've learned about men -- and I've been told I know a few things -- it's that a man needs to feel the touch of a woman.
Now, I know we've got this history between us.
I mean, I'm Owen's mom, and you're Owen's little friend.
But it doesn't have to be weird.
Unless, of course, you like it weird.
And in that case, we can make it very weird.
Owen! I'm just saying, you know? - Just think about it, Steve.
- Come on, mom.
So, how'd you like your first day? So far, so good.
- Want to help me close up? - Hell no.
It's your pile of crap now.
I thought you were leaving? ***