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[birds twittering]

[airplane swooshing]

[somber instrumental music

playing]

[Joseph] I'm pretty sure

I called him.

- Don't forget the mail.

- Yeah.

Hey, Charlie.

Hi, buddy, did you miss us?

That driver could not have

been more than 15-years-old.

Who gets lost in

the airport?

[Joseph] Be nice.

[beep]

[man speaks in Spanish]

I love it.

The only one who calls me is

my trusty Spanish robo amigo.

[Joanne chuckles]

There.

Operation Immediate Unpacking

is complete.

[in Southern accent] My hero.

Hmm. I'm starving.

Should we order something?

Like Mexican, or Thai?

I think I gained

like ten pounds in Hawaii.

Can we do something light?

I think there's some

chicken in the freezer.

If you go get us

some veggies,

I'll throw

something together.

Please?

What kind of veggies?

[in Southern accent] My hero.

[melancholy instrumental music]

It's like I feel like she's

not doing herself any favors

by publicly shaming him

into getting engaged.

The guy is such a moron,

I don't know

if he even gets it.

[laughing] Come on, Joe.

[Joseph] He is.

He misspelt

the word "libertarian"

in his email to me.

I'm like, if you're gonna

be an a**hole,

at least spell it right.

[Joanne] Oh, God.

Not everyone is as smart

as you are, Joe.

- [loud thud]

- Ow! F***!

Ooh! [chuckles]

- F***!

- Oh, sweetie, are you all right?

Oh, that was totally my fault.

I'm so sorry.

Let me see.

[Joanne groans in pain]

Ooh!

Oh, jeez! Okay.

Let's get you cleaned up.

Ow. Did I mention ow?

[Donald Trump on TV]

I'm not doing that to brag,

'cause you know what?

I don't have to brag.

I don't have to.

Believe it or not.

I'm doing that...

[Joseph]

That's a very mom color.

Shut up.

Kendra gave it to me.

Mm-hmm?

Very good.

We need that thinking.

We have losers.

We have losers.

We have people that don't...

Look at this orange jackass.

Listen up, little buddy.

That fat, crazy,

piss-haired man

is gonna be your

first President.

You're scaring our baby.

The American Dream

is dead.

[Joseph]

Give it up, Donald.

The day of the blustering,

angry white man is over.

When I get elected President,

I will bring...

[tap running]

Joe, put that away.

Go to bed.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Just a second.

Oh.

Don't forget,

my sister is coming

to drop Sebastian off

in a couple of weeks.

He's gonna stay with us

for a few days.

It'll be a little test run.

[sighs]

Sounds good.

[loud scratching noises]

What is that?

[noise continues]

Too beefy to be a rat.

Possum?

[noise continues]

- [thuds]

- Be gone, beast.

- [Charlie meows]

- Oh. Sorry, Charlie.

Not you.

[laughing]

[urinating]

[toilet flushing]

[suspenseful music playing]

In order to have

a proper appreciation

of the American

economic system,

we must know how

the national income is divided

in America.

Is the distribution widespread?

Or is the wealth of America

concentrated in

the hands of a few,

as the socialists and

communists say?

The answer constitutes

of tribute to our system.

For the wealth produced

within American capitalism

is widely distributed

throughout our population,

as we shall see.

[Joseph]

Such a statement,

dubious even for 1955,

would be considered

laughably ignorant today.

Even in the mythical

Golden Age

of the American mid-century,

any semblance of

economic parity and prosperity

should more accurately

be described

as an aberration,

not a validation

of American capitalism.

Many of the factors that

led to the post-war boom,

proved to be mere blips.

From the 1970's onwards,

the income inequality that defined

the first half of the 20th century

has returned

with a vengeance.

And there is no evidence

that the good old days

are coming back.

[exhales]

[sinister instrumental music]

- [gate clatters]

- [man] Delivery.

God, this thing is a monster.

Do we really need to

set it up now?

Seven months early?

I wanna see how big it is,

how it'll fit in the nursery.

Look, even the cartoon guy

in the diagram looks miserable.

I feel you, buddy.

[narrator on TV] The problem

is even more difficult

when he tries to express

abstract thoughts.

Integrating knowledge

and channeling desire...

[somber instrumental music]

[indistinct conversation]

[conversation continues

indistinctly]

I already late for

staff meeting.

I'll get coffee on the way.

[Joseph] Mm.

Maybe take it easy

there, Belushi.

[chuckles]

[yawning] Okay.

[whirring]

[suspenseful music playing]

[pinball machine beeping]

[man] There have always

been tremendous barriers

to a man-to-man communicat...

It comes and goes

The rags come on

For a show

What a waste of life

You're leading

She's so cute

She's so sweet

The prettiest stars

You will ever meet

And her name is Susie Q

[rustling]

So many things

That she can do

That's my little Susie Q

[rustling continues]

[Joanne]

Hey, you losers!

Jesus Christ!

You scared the sh*t out of me.

[Joanne laughing]

I'm sorry.

I just couldn't resist.

Where'd you get this thing?

It's grotesque.

The Internets, of course.

You're just getting home?

Oh, yeah.

Oh, my God.

Today was a disaster.

Two of the other nurses

called in sick.

- [Joseph] Did you eat yet?

- Mm-mm.

I can make you a grilled

cheese a-la-Joseph.

[Joanne] I'll take anything

a-la-Joseph.

[Joseph] We don't have

any bread, though.

[Joanne] Oh.

[Joseph] Hi. Yeah, uh,

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