Garden State

Los Angeles Tower,

this is Transworld 22 Heavy.

We are going down!

Repeat, engines two and...

L.A. Tower, this is...

Mayday! Mayday!

22 Heavy, pull up! Pull up!

Andrew,

this is your father.

Hello?

Look, you don't call me back,

so I don't know how to do this.

If you're not gonna

return my calls...

then there's no way

for us to communicate...

Look, I don't know

how to do this...

but you're gonna need

to come home now.

Last night...

Your mother died

last night, Andrew.

She drowned.

Last night,

she drowned in the bath.

Ten rsums just today.

They come in every day

from Idaho or Milwaukee or Florida.

And you know what they want even more than

a guest spot on Everybody Loves Raymond?

They want your job. This cannot happen again.

This will never happen again.

You have two tables.

You are 30 minutes late.

And if I ever say this again,

your job will go to...

Todd Slauson

from Duluth, Minnesota.

Sparkling or flat?

Waiter 10,

do you have your earpiece in?

You forget the order 41

for Table 101.

What the fuck, man?

What, are you on break?

Nah, I'm just

messin'with you.

Uh, we'll have four

Ketel Red Bulls and...

And I'll have a Ketel cosmo

with a Red Bull and some bread ASAP.

We don't have bread.

What do you mean?

How can you not have bread?

Uh, we're a Vietnamese restaurant.

We just don't have bread.

But you're

not Vietnamese.

No, I'm not.

Can I have something to chew on?

Fuck. Bamboo, whatever.

I'll see what I can find.

Waiter number 12...

Flight Number 121

with nonstop service...

to Newark International

will be departing from Gate 32.

Shit, yo.

Holy shit.

What's up, man?

Largeman, what are you

doing here?

Uh, that's my mom.

- Fuck.

- Oh, fuck.

Sorry.

Yeah.

So, welcome back home.

Thanks.

So what have you

been doing?

You still, uh,

acting and shit, right?

- Yeah.

- L-In L.A., right?

- Yeah.

- That's cool.

I hear that place

is, like, fucking crazy.

My cousin's a writer out there.

Says that place is mad crazy.

He's, like, writing a movie

about snowboarders or some shit.

I don't...

I don't know.

Um, but I should

introduce you to him, Largeman.

Maybe you two

could do something together.

Yeah, definitely.

What are you

doing tonight, man?

Uh, nothing.

No real plans.

I'm just in town

for a couple days, so...

You should

come out with us.

We're gonna go over the Gleasons' house.

They're having some...

fucking huge party

or something.

- Supposedly.

- Well, yeah. Supposedly.

- Really?

- He lives up on the hill.

We'll probably go over there

after we bury your mom.

- Well, I got to shower.

- Same.

Do you know your mother

redid the hallway bathroom?

What?

I'm sorry. What?

Since I met her,

she never showed an interest in anything.

All of a sudden,

a month ago, she wakes up...

she wants to redecorate

a bathroom.

I helped her.

- Oh, must have been fun.

- Well, I sew.

I made you something.

It's a shirt.

That's... That's good.

Thank you.

Will you try it on now?

Now?

In case I have to fix it

before you leave again...

and we don't see you

for another nine years.

I wanna make sure it fits.

Oh. Okay.

You're gonna

love the material.

I used the leftovers from

your mother's design. Gorgeous.

Hi.

- Hello.

- How you doing?

"Well, besides that,

Mrs. Lincoln, how was the show?"

You know, I'm not really sure what

to say here, Dad, so I'm sorry.

Mm.

How are you?

I'm okay.

I've been getting these

really bad headaches though.

Um, they're really quick.

It's like a... just a little

lightning storm in my head.

Just for a second,

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