Sunshine Cleaning

Attention all fellow deer!

If you find deer feed

in the middle of the forest,

be a bit suspicious.

'Morning, sir.

How are you doing?

Good.

I'm looking for a 20-gauge,

maybe a Coach

or a Western Competition Special

Yeah, I think I have

just what you need.

- Try this one on for size.

- Thank you.

- Man:
Hey, Cliff.

- Yeah?

The 12-gauge and 20-gauge shotgun

shells should be here by Thursday.

Make it Tuesday

with the 454 Casull.

I can see you

In the summertime

Throwing caution to the wind

As you reach and touch the sky

I can see you...

Hi.

It's a real rager, huh?

You're a long-forgotten truth

In the twilight of my day...

Norah.

Norah!

What?

Norah, the restaurant's on the phone.

You're supposed to be at work.

I'm sleeping, Dad.

Who carries you among the clouds

Keep your eyes wide

As you cross the universe

Put your future in a box...

Hurry up.

Whoa.

- You're fired.

- I just-

I can see you

In the summertime

On the shoulders

Of a giant

As you reach and touch the sky

And I wish

I could see you one more time

You are the cure for it.

Just a couple questions here.

All right, it was a 12-gauge?

A 20-gauge.

So it was a Coach gun?

You were behind the counter?

Sir, here's your contract.

I hate these shotgun cases-

a real pain in the ass.

And he had a shell in his pocket

when he came in here.

Inside his jacket.

- He brought his own ammo?

- Then he was up there.

The guy scattered all over this place,

and every blob of him a biohazard.

Hey, Carl, he's over here

in Fishing too.

Yeah, a real pain in the ass.

All right, thanks.

- Thank you, guys.

- Thank you, gentlemen.

All right, we're wrapping it up.

Three grand just to wipe the a**hole

up off the floor.

Hey, you can handle this report

tonight, can't you?

I got a thing I gotta do.

Is it a blonde thing

or a brunette thing?

You are strong.

You are powerful.

You can do anything.

You are a winner.

- Ooh. Hey.

- Aunt Norah's here.

Finally. Thank you.

I'm gonna be so late for class.

And she brought Crunchy Corn.

Crunchy Corn, Crunchy Corn,

Crunchy Crunchy Crunchy Corn.

- Hey.

- Sorry.

Mm!

Guys, don't eat too much of that.

He's gonna be hyper all night,

you realize that?

Yes. Yes, I do.

All right. How do I look?

- Oscar:
Good.

- Yeah?

I'm kidding.

I love you.

And don't tell him any more

Lobster Man stories.

He had nightmares all week.

Okay, just use some

common sense, okay?

Okay. "Thank you so much."

You're welcome.

He hears this horrible sound.

This is how it goes.

Snap.

Snap, drag.

Snap. Snap, drag.

And the thing is that he knows

that Lobster Man

is out there somewhere,

and he's totally screwed

'cause his tongue

is stuck to the mailbox.

Well, then why did he lick

the mailbox?

Because he has OCD

and is obsessed with

licking mailboxes.

Well, then why wasn't he

in school?

Are you gonna let me tell the story

or are you gonna drive me crazy?

Well, maybe he didn't go to school

because he had the ACD.

Sorry.

You should hear the way he goes on

about his lean body mass

weight index bullshit. God.

When was the last time

you even played basketball, Mac?

He needed to be brought down

a peg or two.

I'm sure you pulling your groin muscle

really impressed him.

I should introduce him

to your sister.

Oh, yeah, Norah and a cop-

that's a good idea.

Hey, you know, I was working

a scene today

where this guy offed himself

in a sporting goods store.

So they brought this

cleaning crew in, right?

You would not believe

how much they charge for that sh*t.

With the body there?

No, the body's gone.

It's just blood and stuff.

That's gross.

Yeah, well, if you ask me,

it's a racket.

You ought to get into that.

Do you think that's all I can do,

is clean up other people's sh*t?

Come here.

Come here.

You know that's not what I think.

- Will there be anything else?

- Yes, please.

- Yes, sir.

- A cup of coffee and your name.

Oh, forgive me.

I forgot my nametag.

Customer:
Yeah, I noticed.

- Waitress:
It's Emma Jean.

- Emma Jean, I'm Stan.

Nice to meet you, Stan.

Hey.

I thought your class got over at 9:30.

Why isn't he in bed?

He said he was scared.

I think he was faking it, though.

Here.

No, don't.

- Take it. It's $10.

- No.

I know you need it.

Dad told me about you getting fired.

Great.

What happened?

You know what, Norah?

When you're gonna grow up

and start taking responsibility

and start taking some pride...

Rose, you love it

when I f*** up, okay?

Me screwing up

gives you the hugest woody.

Shh.

Take the money.

Please.

There was a diner scene earlier,

with a waitress.

Any pie?

Completely pie-free.

Hi.

Excuse me, we're all finished.

Because it's our first visit,

we did the blinds and the appliances,

but we're gonna alternate those

weekly in the future.

- And nobody mentioned-

- Rose?

Rose Lorkowski.

Yeah.

Paula Datzman,

cheerleading squad, junior year.

Paula Datzman, hi.

Wow. How are you?

Great.

Well, I'm Paula Datzman-Mead now.

- Oh, congratulations.

- Thanks.

We're expecting our second

in a couple of months.

God, you know, I was always

so envious of you-

head cheerleader,

dating the quarterback.

Did you and Mac

end up getting married?

No. No, you know,

I heard that he married

Heather Volkmann.

It's so great seeing you.

- Here, let me get your information.

- Okay.

And I'll send you an invite

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