Previously on:
Wait. Judith threw Herb out? When?
Apparently, about a week ago.
Of course you can't compete hard body to hard body,
but you're still a very desirable woman.
You think so?
Oh! Oh, Alan.
You're a good man, and I'm never gonna let you go again.
(laughs)
Never?
I thought you'd be happy.
I thought so, too.
I mean, come on.
You had the woman who took all your money
and threw you out of your house, naked and crouched on the sofa.
There was no sofa.
It was the divan in her bedroom, and I was doing the crouching.
Why were you...?
Never mind. I don't want to know.
The point is, you won.
You had a perfect night of revenge sex.
That's the fourth best kind of sex you can have.
Fourth?
What are the other...?
Never mind. I don't want to know.
Charlie, the problem is that now that Judith and Herb are over,
she thinks that we're...
...back to square one
in dealing with the PTA carnival.
What?
The-The school carnival
that we used to, uh, raise money for.
(quietly): I don't want Jake to know about me and Judith...
...Ithcariot.
Judith Ithcariot.
Who thold out our lord for 30 pieces of thilver.
What are you talking about?
Oh, I was just, uh, telling your uncle
about this, uh... this, uh... this great, uh, cartoon.
Uh, "Daffy Duck and the Greateth Sthory Ever Told."
Sounds lame.
Classic Warner Brothers animation.
(laughs)
Boy, you really suck at this.
The thing is, I'm not sure I want to be back with Judith.
Well, let's look at the pros and cons.
The pros are, if you move out,
I'll have an empty guest room....
tinest, tootin'est apostle in all of Jerusalem.
Gethsemane Sam!
What?
Or how about Barabas Bunny?
(like Bugs Bunny): Uh, what's up, Pontius?
If Berta finds out you're leaving,
she'll want your room, and I don't need a live-in maid.
Oh, don't worry. I'm not leaving.
Oh, good, 'cause I was worried.
Look,
I have already been married to Judith, and we...
We... We...
We should send Jack to military school?
What?
Oh, oh, uh, yeah.
Charlie, he wasn't supposed to hear that.
I'm going to military school?
If you don't shape up, yeah.
And it's not gonna be our military, either.
I don't want to go to any military school.
Well, then, you better get to your homework.
Okay, okay.
Extortion.
So simple.
Who knew? Yeah.
If the kid's going to military school,
I'll take his room.
No, no, Berta, you misunderstood.
He's not going to military school?
JAKE: I'm not going to military school?!
You are going to military school!
He's not going to military school.
Okay, then, I'll take Zippy's room
when he moves back to Judith.
(whispers): Oh, for God's sake, does she hear everything?
BERTA: Some things I just infer.
* Men, men, men, men, manly men, men, men *
* Oh-ho * Men. *
Get me another beer, would you?
Why can't you get it yourself?
(humming "Reveille")
This is beautiful.
(phone ringing)
Hey, Judith. What's shakin'?
Mom, I'll be good! Don't send me to military school!
Where's that beer, maggot?
Nothing. Nothing.
Just a little game we're playing.
So anyway, Judy, what's new in your little world?
Hang on. I'll see if he's here.
(whispers): Oh, no, no. I'm not here. I'm not here.
Sorry, he's not here.
Oh, wait. He just walked in.
(whispers): Why?
(whispers): Why not?
Oh, hey, hey, Judith.
I was just about to call you.
Yeah. Uh, yeah.
Hold on a sec.
Let me... Let me get some privacy.
What are they talking about?
Nothing important.
I'm gonna miss you, buddy.
(playing gentle melody)
Where's Jake?
Washing my car.
Then he's gonna clean the garage.
We should have thought of this years ago.
I know. I'm kicking myself.
Okay, I won't be late.
Hot date with the ex?
Oh, no, nothing hot about it.
It's just dinner, and I'm going to tell her
that the other night was just a onetime thing,
and that I don't see that we have a future together.
But me you see a future with?
I finished the garage.
You sure?
Yeah.
(plays "The Halls of Montezuma")
Let me look again.
(ends song with a flourish)
More wine?
Oh, I'd-I'd better not.
I have to drive.
Have some more wine. Oh.
Maybe a splash.
Oh, oh, my.
(laughs)
I, uh, hope this is a good driving wine.
(laughs)
Oh, that-that feels good.
I'm glad.
Have you been working out?
Oh, just the Bowflex.
I, uh, had to give up my gym membership
so I could get my tooth filled.
Well, whatever you're doing, it's working.
A lot of definition here.
Oh, Oh, that would be this one.
Oh, yeah, there it is.
Yeah, yeah.
(laughs)
So, would you like some dessert?
Oh, oh, don't go to any trouble.
It's no trouble, sweetie.
I like taking care of you.
And I like being taken care of.
Ugh!
Wake up! Wake up!
Um, uh, listen, Judith,
I-I've been thinking about you and me.
Me, too.
Oh. Oh. Oh, good.
You know, even though
the other night was wonderful and all,
I think it might be better
if we tried slowing things down a bit.
I agree. You do?
Of course. I'm barely out of my marriage to Herb.
True, true.
Here, careful. Hot pudding.
So, uh, you'll get the divorce,
and then, you know, we'll see where we are.
That sounds great. Well, good.
I'm, uh... I'm glad we're on the same page.
(grunts)
Oh, hot. I told you it was hot.
Hot! Hot! Hot!
Have some more wine.
Aw. Oh.
That's better. That's better.
I'll get your spoon.
Oh. Oh, God.
Oh.... pudding!
MAN (on TV): So when the moment's right, and she's ready,
you'll be ready, too.
Side effects may include, nausea, headaches, dry mouth,
blurred vision, dizziness, anal leakage,
kidney failure and massive stroke.
She'd better be ready to call an ambulance.
Hey.
Is Jake asleep?
Probably not.
After dinner, I made him watch Full Metal Jacket
and Deerhunter.
Oh, Charlie.
And how was your evening?
Oh, it was really a lot of fun.
You know, I'd forgotten how nice she can be.
Judith?
Who else would I be talking about?
I don't know. Somebody actually nice.
What was the name of Jimmy Carter's wife?
Rosalynn?
She was nice.
I always got a good vibe off her.
Are you drunk?
Define drunk.
Would you rather I talk to you in the morning?
No, no. The liquor makes you more interesting. Go on.
Judith's changed, Charlie.
She's-She's a different woman.
Different than the one who threw you out of your house
with your nuts in a to-go bag?
That's a little graphic, don't you think?
I'm an artist, Alan.
I paint with words.
You're a lush, Charlie.
You paint with vomit.
My point is that Judith has become a warm, nurturing woman.
You nailed her again, didn't you?
No, no, no, it was just, just the one time.
Tonight, we did not have sex.
Technically.
Really? Judith?
I know. I had to keep peeking to make sure it was her.
Well, congratulations.
So when are you gonna move back in?
Ah, we're not quite there yet.
Oh, come on, why wait?
We could load up the car and drive over there tonight.
You promised if I shaped up, I wouldn't have to go!
Aren't you starting to feel a little guilty
about misleading him?
Yeah, I guess.
Tell you what.
After he finishes cleaning the deck tomorrow,
let's really send him to military school.
* Men.
How's it going?
I'm almost done.
What about the railing?
It's getting dark. I won't finish in time.
No problem. I'll give you a hand.
Gee, thanks.
You back-talkin' me, soldier?
No.
No what?
No way?
No, sir.
Right. No, sir.
That's better.
* I don't know, what I've been told *
* Screwin' with jughead never gets old. *
Okay, don't wait up.
Hey, Alan,
the chimney's a little blocked up
with leaves and crap, and I thought,
maybe if I tied a rope around the kid,
I could lower him down into it...
Charlie, that borders on child abuse.
So, it's okay?
Around his waist, not his neck.
Good night, Jake.
Good night, Dad. I love you.
Oh, Herb, hi.
Hey, Alan, Charlie.
Hey, Herb. What's up?
Well, I was just on my way down to The Sand Dollar.
I thought maybe you and Alan would like to join me.
It's ladies night.
What do you say, Alan?
You can get in for half price.
Plus, all-you-can-eat popcorn shrimp.
CHARLIE: Wow.
Just keeps getting better, huh?
No, I-I-I... I have other plans.
Oh. Got a date?
Yeah, Alan.
You got a date?
No. A date?
Not likely.
No, I have a-a-a... a meeting with the, uh,
the-the-the thing about the... about the group.
I told you. Remember?
No. Tell me again.
He's a little pickled.
(chuckling)
Uh, well, if you must know, uh, uh,
I-I-I-I belong to a...
a book club that I am going to.
Oh, that's right.
What book are you reading again?
It's... it's a mystery,
uh, called Why Are You Doing This To Me?
Oh, yeah, it's by the same guy
who wrote Because It Amuses Me.
Boy, I wouldn't have had you two
pegged as readers.
Well, there you go.
Good night.
Hey, Alan? Yeah?
You talk much to Judith these days?
Nope, see you. Oh, well,
if you speak to her, tell her I say hi.
Okay. And that the
time we spent together is very special to me,
and if she needs anything, uh, just call me.
I'm there.
You know what's a good book?
Under the Dining Room Table by Richard Gobbler.
But... but it does not compare
to Wait Till Your Liver Fails by Hope Udai.
Well, what do you say, Charlie, huh?
Me and you?
Go down to the Sand Dollar, have a few drinks.
Who knows, maybe we'll meet a couple of nice gals.
Sure, why not?
And if the pickings are slim, you could always wrangle up
some of your prostitute friends.
Oh, boy.
Prostitutes and popcorn shrimp.
All you can eat.
Okay, Herb,
let me explain to you something about hookers.
Oh, man.
Who's been feeding the seagulls blueberries?
* Men.
Here you go.
Oh, crème brûlée.
Yummy.
(chuckling)
(blowing)
(clanging)
Oops, I dropped my spoon.
Um, you know, I... I ran into Herb today.
(bang) Ow!
What?
He came by the house.
Why would he come by your house?
I just think he's lonely.
He misses you.
Well, too bad.
So, you don't miss him?
(bang) Ow, ow, Alan!
Are we gonna spend all night talking about Herb
or do you want me to get my spoon?
Well, if you're gonna bark at me,
there's really no point in you getting your spoon.
I'm not barking at you, I'm...
You're right.
I'm sorry.
I'm right and you're sorry?
Mm-hmm.
Let's not waste the night arguing
when we could spend it doing anything you want.
Anything?
(whispering): Anything.
Wow.
Can you say I'm right again?
Geez, Herb, you live here?
This is really depressing.
You should see it during the day.
You'd want to hang yourself.
Well, ladies,
welcome to Casa de Herb.
That's Spanish for House of Herb.
Just open the door. Hold on.
I'll trade you the lounge lizard
for the Jolly Green Jackass.
I hope you gals like trains.
Slow down, buddy.
It's just the two of us.
All aboard!
I bet you thought this was gonna be weird.
Pretty nice, huh?
Best H.O. money can buy.
You don't have to spell it, Herb.
They know what they are.
So, shall we get this party started?
Okeydokey.
Would you like a snack or a cold beverage?
Um, Herb, while there is a social stigma
to this transaction, the big plus is these girls
don't require any wining and dining.
They just want to do the deed,
then get as far away from us as they can.
Really?
Not even a Snapple?
They're not thirsty, Herb.
And you're paying them by the hour.
Oh, okay.
Well, I guess we should just, uh,
go to the bedroom and, uh...
Don't make me do this, Charlie.
What are you talking about?
This was your idea.
I don't care.
I'm not like you.
I can't lay with whores.
No offense.
Where are you going?
I love my wife!
I want her back!
All aboard?
* Men.
(Alan humming)
Sweetie, uh, you're humming again.
Sorry.
Don't know the words.
Um, okay, uh, could you please
not open your mouth so wide?
Better now?
Yeah, it's fine.
Just, uh, can you not talk in my mouth?
Wow.
More rules than a public pool around here.
They're not rules.
It's just, uh, I know what I like,
and you're not doing it.
All right, fine, what, uh...
what do you like, Judith?
I have to tell you?
No, no, let me guess and get yelled at.
Nobody's yelling at you, Alan.
I'm not your mother.
Oh, you're right, my mother
can emasculate me without raising her voice.
Oh, God, I can't do this.
Do what? I can't be with you again.
I was afraid of being 40 years old
and all by myself,
but dying alone has got to be better
than being stuck with you.
Okay, now you're starting to sound like my mother.
(knocking on door)
HERB: Judith, I love you.
Please take me back.
Oh, boy, this is awkward.
Coming, darling.
Get out of here.
Oh, uh, just so we're clear,
we've decided to see other people?
Get out!
* Men.
Thanks for the ride, girls.
And for bringing me home.
* I've been working on the railroad *
* All the livelong day
* Dinah won't you blow, Dinah won't you blow... *
Hey, Alan.
Hey.
Mind if I join you?
It's your house.
Oh, yeah.
Excuse me.
Pardon me, hot soup.
What the hell?
Well, that's a little embarrassing.
What is that?
A railroad crossing sign.
Sorry, I need more.
I was having sex on a train set.
How else do you get a crossing sign
stuck to your ass?
Of course.
Hey, it could have been worse.
I could have had a caboose in my caboose.
(chuckling)
Well, come on, that's funny.
(forced, unenthusiastic laughter)
So, what happened when Herb showed up at Judith's house?
How did you know about that?
Lucky guess.
She kicked me out again, Charlie.
I had to sneak out her back door
while she threw herself into Herb's arms.
(laughing)
What's so funny?
You said, "back door."
That reminds me of my caboose joke.
Good night.
I'm here all week.
Tip your waitresses.
Hey, Mom, it's Charlie.
Yeah, I know it's late.
Listen, do you think this is funny?
Huh.
Must have got disconnected.
Hey, Jake, you sleeping?
* Men.
(doorbell ringing)
Doorbell. Doorbell!
ALAN: Coming.
Oh.
Oh, hi, uh, thanks for bringing him over.
Oh, no problem-- hey, guess what?
Uh, Herb, why don't we let Jake tell him.
Uh, tell me what?
Jake?
My grades aren't good enough
for military school, so ha-ha.
No, sweetheart, the other thing.
Oh.
I'm gonna have a little brother or sister.
You're... you're pregnant?
Yes, Alan.
Herb and I are going to have a baby.
Congratulations.
Try to keep this one away from the lead paint.
Did you hear that Alan?
They've only been back together six weeks,
and they're gonna have a baby.
I heard.
Come on in.
We'll pop a bottle of champagne.
(gasps) Champagne.
Uh, no, we really should be going.
Come on, Herb.
Good-bye. Ah, shoot.
What a remarkable coincidence.
Yeah, coincidence.
You okay? No.
Come on, let's sit you down.
Yeah... let's sit me down.
Here you go, buddy.
Here I go.
What's wrong with him?
He's doing math in his head.
Oh, yeah, that's a bitch.