I can do it, Bonnie can do it...
Can do it blindfolded, and have.
I'm doing it right now.
He's an anesthesiologist. I feel nothing.
I'm sure he doesn't either.
- Where you headed? - Cooper's.
Dressed like that?
That's the beauty of this thing.
It requires virtually no effort.
I text two words: "You up?"
And bam, it's on.
One time it auto-corrected to "Soup?" But it still happened.
Hey, where you off to?
Uh... to the store.
Not the close one, the one across town with the olive bar.
God, I love olives.
Anyway, I might be a while.
Would you mind picking up some coffee?
Your mom's blowing through a bag a day.
Well, as long as you're going... to the store...
...could you pick up some soup?
人人都爱喝鲜香 热腾 性感的汤
Everybody loves a nice, hot, sexy bowl of soup.
Yeah, soup would be great.
Coffee and soup.
She's the best.
My brother does not deserve her.
Aw, that's sweet.
You should've told her that before she left.
Oh, my God, it gets better every time.
I got to go.
Why are you always in such a hurry to leave?
Well, I'm busy, you're busy.
Busy, busy, busy.
Yeah, but this is working, right?
Works for me.
I'm free Tuesday at 5:00,
as long as I'm back in my car by 20 after.
Christy, come on.
This isn't just hooking up anymore.
I am totally falling in love with you.
♪ Falling in love with you. ♪
But you're a 24-year-old guy.
24-year-old guys don't fall in love.
My mom says I'm an old soul.
Well, I am a much older soul.
And I have a lot of baggage.
Lots and lots of baggage.
Then let me help you carry it.
Cooper, look, I just don't have the same feelings for you.
Well, now I'm a little embarrassed.
I booped your nose and everything.
I thought we were just gonna keep it casual,
you know, having a good time.
You mean just sex?
I assumed we were on the same page.
Well, we were not.
So, just to be clear, Tuesday at 5:00 not happening?
邦妮 邦妮 醒醒
Bonnie, Bonnie, wake up. Bonnie.
It's sleepy time.
I'll throw you one in the morning.
Okay, fine, but it's not gonna be the Fourth of July.
I don't want to have sex.
Why not? What's wrong with me?
I'm worried about Christy; she never came home from the store.
Well, she takes forever.
She walks down every aisle, she talks to people,
then she has to find someone tall
to get stuff off the top shelf. It's a circus.
Why am I more worried about your kid than you are?
God, now you sound like the lady from Child Services.
- What if she got in an accident? - I think you're overreacting.
I think you're underreacting. I'm gonna call the police.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Plunkett family rule number one: no cops, ever.
What is wrong with you?
You know what? You're right.
I'm gonna text her.
Oh. She actually texted me.
Uh, "Ran into Wendy. She's having a crisis.
What else is new? Be home late."
Huh. Well, that made me horny. How 'bout you?
Oh, hey, you're still up.
Yeah. How's Wendy?
Yeah, your mom said she was having a crisis.
Oh, yes. Wendy's crisis.
We ate your soup and drank your coffee.
Sorry to hear that. What's wrong?
Ugh, I can't really talk about it.
It's an A.A. Thing. It's a lady thing.
It's an A.A. Lady thing.
Well, glad you made it home safe.
I was a little worried.
Oh, damn it.
Adam, I lied.
I wasn't with Wendy.
I was with a guy.
A guy who isn't your brother.
Yeah, I've been seeing Patrick,
but I've also been doing this other thing, and...
...I guess I'm kind of embarrassed.
Well, um, not proud of it, but...
there's a part of me that's...
kind of laughing at my brother right now.
Tempted to call him up and rub his nose in it.
I won't. I-I won't.
Good, 'cause I really like him.
I made a mess, didn't I?
Like a dog after he ate a can of chili.
My dog did that once.
We had to burn the carpet...