Remember Sunday

- Yeah, I-I wouldn't know.

- Well, don't worry, when you smell that, you'll know her.

Ok, uh, top piority, fix Mrs. Bing's brooch.

That's the big one not to worry about,

it's the diamond. The diamond I need.

And you. I need you.

Find blue diamond.

End of the month. Tuition due,

rent due, student loans calling,

my stupid booted car...

I'd just like one thing that

worked out in my favor, you know?

- OK. How much?

- Oh, no. No, Jolene, I cannot ask

you to loan me money again, no.

Let me at least help get your car out of jail.

Just... round number.

Well, uh...

past tickets, current tickets, boot removal...

it's like $175, $200!

Alright... OK.

- Here.

- I'm good for it.

I know.

Are you getting any closer with

that inheritance probate thing?

Mission Impossible? I'm starting to

wonder if it's all a lost cause.

I-I'm going to do things differently. I am.

Starting today! I'm going to get my money

situation straightened out, I'm even gonna...

Break up with Roger! You were right! What

kinda guy stands a girl up on her birthday?

See? Thatta girl! And do yourself

a favor. Find a nice, normal guy, for a change.

- He's out there.

- No one knows about you, Jolene.

- That you're a good person.

- See, well, that's we're roommates.

Because you're totally deluded.

Hey, Gus!

- Oh, hi!

- It's Bernadette and Max.

- We live right above you.

- Nice to meet ya.

- Come on, you know us!

- OK... alright.

OK, let's Gus go now. OK? Come on.

- Can you gimme back that five bucks you owe me?

- Oooh, ahh!

You don't owe him anything! How

many times do I have to tell you?

You stop telling Gus he owes you money!

That can't man help it,

he can't remember one day from the next.

Bernadette Max! Bernadette Max! Bernadette Max!

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