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You okay?

Grieving.

Yeah, I can smell it

on your breath.

You must have

really loved her.

[Sighs]

Yeah.

I didn't want her

to get an aneurysm.

She's the only friend

I've ever had.

Me, too, I guess.

That was

a long time ago.

Could you just, like,

hold onto me for a little while?

[Sighs]

Oh, Donna would've been

so happy...

- to see you two like this.

- Hi, Grandma.

I don't want to interrupt

if you two are bonding.

Do you know him?

Why, of course I know him.

He's your father.

[Grandma] Where does your mother

keep the mayonnaise, dear?

She didn't believe

in mayonnaise.

She didn't believe

in mayonnaise?

She didn't believe in food

that required electricity.

Oh, look, see? There I am in

third grade. That was my birthday party.

And you sent me this,

remember?

Uh, yeah, uh, I think so.

I'm still wearing it.

[Chuckles]

You know, I don't understand what

mayonnaise has to do with electricity.

Well, you've got

to refrigerate it.

See, they cut off our power

so many times over the years...

that she just went with

the pure preservatives.

Hey, look under the microwave,

in that drawer.

There's a bunch of packs of sh*t

from Burger King and stuff.

You got it for me

in Springfeld, Missouri,

and you sent it from

the airport in St. Louis.

See? Look.

It's got a B-E over F-R-I.

Yeah, I see that.

Do you still have

the other half?

Oh, I don't know.

You know, maybe somewhere.

Well, that's okay.

It always just kind of gave me hope.

It's kind of what passes

for a tradition in our family.

It was the last year

you sent a present.

Well, I prefer mayonnaise,

but at least this is Paul Newman's Own.

I just love Paul Newman,

don't you?

I must've rented Sweet Bird of Youth

a hundred times.

So, where are you

living now, Ricky?

Um, nowhere. I mean, you know,

I travel pretty much all the time.

The gypsy life.

I love it.

I lived it myself

when I was a chorus girl.

But when Mr. Sinatra

got me my job at the Dunes,

the roots began to sprout.

A dynasty was born.

First Donna. Then Liv.

Hey, you're not eating.

Just when I thought my whole life

was falling apart.

He's like a sign from heaven,

isn't he, Grandma?

Sure is.

Well, I gotta be in Kansas City

early tomorrow morning for a show.

What?

You're leaving?

- He's leaving, Grandma?

- It's okay, honey.

Maybe Liv could keep you company

in Kansas City.

- Really?

- Um, w-well...

Oh, I'm so excited

I gotta pee!

- Where's she going?

- Next door.

There's always something wrong

with the septic tank.

Look, what are you

talking about?

Listen, you no-good

son of a b*tch.

You knock up my daughter

like she's some b*tch in heat,

and then you disappear without

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