Table 19

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Shit!

Shit!

We were invited to Henry

Grotsky's son's wedding.

We got invited to Henry

Grotsky's son's wedding?

Yeah. Why are you

saying it like that?

Why am I saying it

the way someone

who was just invited

to the wedding...

of the child of a guy

he barely knows would say it?

We're going.

Mmm-mmm.

This place will be fine

without us for a weekend.

No. Not going.

Jerry, you're

the president of idiots.

Bina, you're the dummy

who voted me into office.

Okay, impeached.

Too late. I resign.

Ha-ha!

I was first.

This could be a great

thing for you, sweetie.

Look, it was

at a friends wedding

that your dad and I

first got it on.

Open the door,

I want to show you something.

I'm flat-out naked

in here, so...

Renzo Eckberg, your manhood

is nothing to be ashamed of.

Your manhood is a glory to God.

Open the door a crack,

I'll fling il in.

This could be how you meet

the love of your life.

Girls are always so drunk

and emotional at weddings.

Maybe that's where

you'll really shine.

Should I start hanging out

at wakes too?

Oh, let's see

how the wedding goes first.

You got a letter from someone.

I'm pretty surprised about it.

I didn't know you knew

anyone in the free world.

Good boy!

Why, thank you, Ringo.

Oh, my!

Oh, Ringo!

I, Francie...

take you, Douglas, as you are...

to love and to cherish...

to have and to hold...

until death do us part.

Frances Millner,

Douglas Grotsky, take hands.

You may now kiss

as husband and wife.

Two miles later,

we're almost there.

Hi.

Oh, my God.

Shit.

You look good, ladies.

Right here.

I'll see you in there.

Hi.

Hey.

You're here.

That's c...

Mmm-hmm.

Why are you here?

Same as you.

Because I'm the best man

at my sister's wedding.

Okay.

So it's not the same at all.

Oh, my God, just...

Give a

little bit of love to grow

Have fun!

Oh, shit.

Don't you make me beg for more

Give a sign, I need to know

I wish I could be there

to be your wingman, honey.

Whether you get a girl to smile

or whether she runs away,

it's all good.

Gotta go, someone's here.

Hello.

I'm Francie Millner's

first nanny,

Jo Flanagan.

That's Jo with a "J"

and an "O" and no "E".

I'm Renzo. With an "E"

and an "O" and no "J".

You have an intense look

about you, Renzo.

Thank you.

I'm working on that.

Hi.

Bina and Jerry Kepp, hello.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Walter.

Hello, Roger.

Nice to see you.

Thank you so much

for inviting me,

it really means a lot.

Thank you so much.

I didn't invite you.

Francie did.

Okay.

I honestly thought

they wouldn't let you

travel out of state.

Well, you know.

Hello! Thank you

for inviting me.

Thank you so much for coming.

I don't think we've ever been

at a reception table

with a nanny before.

Have we, Jerry?

Only very good

or very bad nannies

are remembered

so many years later.

Which one are you?

You guys swingers?

No, you're not. Right? No.

Renzo, pick up

the phone. Renzo, pick up the phone.

Did you not request

a singles' table?

Because so far,

it's slim pickings.

It was on the RSVP.

You put it there yourself.

Pardon me.

And how are you so sure

you're not with the singles?

If there are couples

at your table,

they could be

what's called "swingers."

How well do you know the

bride and groom, Mr. Kepp?

Hmm. I can smell

the toilets from here,

that's how well we know

the bride and groom.

Don't listen to him,

he's not a romantic.

This is a great table.

It's a great one.

Mmm. No, it isn't.

Yeah, it is.

Yes, it is.

No, it isn't.

Yes, it is.

No, it isn't.

Well, we'll see.

Okay.

Hello. Sorry.

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