当然 如果你真的喜欢那个人 那就是五...
Of course if you really like the guy, it's a quin...
That's enough, Wendy.
I got to tell you,
Victor likes to have a little cognac before we do it.
Well, that I understand.
What? She said it.
Mom, Adam's not an alcoholic or a drug addict,
he's just a normal guy.
And smoking a little pot before sex is what normal people do.
No. He gets high before sex because I'm not enough.
Could be you're too much.
I had that problem with my ex.
That's why he left me for a homely woman
with a lopsided bosom.
You don't think you getting loaded
and trying to run his mother over played a role?
Well, there's no way to know now.
You know, Bonnie, it's also possible
that Adam's pot smoking has nothing to do with you.
Oh, Marjorie, only you
would think that would make me feel better.
Oh, hey, Adam. My mom's not here.
You just missed her.
I know. I was sitting in the parking lot
waiting for her to leave.
Yeah. I do that sometimes.
Come on in.
Thanks. I just want to grab some clothes and shoes
that I left here.
Sure, yeah, okay.
Hey, I'm curious.
How do you know when it's time to buy a new pair of shoes?
To be honest, shoes for me are whimsical.
So, I heard what happened.
Of course you did.
I assume it was headline news at Club Estrogen.
You have to understand, the rest of us don't have lives,
so yeah, it was a hot topic.
For the record, almost everyone was Team Adam.
So, you agree, it's not me?
Oh, it's totally not you.
You're blameless, you've done nothing wrong.
So, how are you gonna apologize?
I was just getting a little buzz on.
Well, yeah, but in her tortured, forever damaged mind,
that was you saying she's not attractive.
- But that's nuts. - No one's arguing that.
Look, I'm not real comfortable
talking to you about this, but...
since it's on the table, I have no problem
having sex with your mother without getting high.
很好 那就告诉她 然后这一切都会过去
Great. Then tell her that and this all goes away.
Yeah, but then she starts thinking
that she's calling the shots.
Don't worry about what she thinks.
That's a dark hole best not looked into.
I'm sorry, I'm out.
I'm tired of dating crazy women.
From now on, I'm sticking with nice and normal.
All right. Just remember,
nice and normal in the head,
nice and normal in the bed.
Whereas crazy in the head...
I got it! I got it.
I'm so glad you called to apologize.
I looked at myself in the mirror and said,
伙计 你搞砸了 纠正错误吧
"Buddy, you screwed up. Make it right."
I missed you.
And I missed you, too.
Can I start you off with some drinks?
Bring me your finest sparkling water,
and jazz it up with a little lime.
Make that two.
How come you're not drinking?
Not in the mood.
Okay, I know what you're doing
and you don't have to.
I know I don't have to.
I just want show my smoking hot girlfriend
that I don't need mind-altering chemicals
to bang her sweet ass into next Wednesday.
Damn right, swoon.
I don't know what to say.
It usually works.
Well, it's certainly not working now.
All right, that tone is not helping.
Yeah, well, I tried being nice to it.
I hope you know that this has nothing to do with you.
Really? 'Cause I'm the only other person here.
No, it's just this whole thing about me proving
that I could do it sober has just got me thinking.
And thinking is clearly the enemy of erections.
Just stop talking.
No, you're right, you're right.
Let's just go to sleep.
I've always been more of a morning guy anyway.
It's still not you.
Well, it's certainly not working now.
How'd the apology go? Wink, wink.
Yeah, see you later.
You sure? I'm making pancakes.
You probably worked up an appetite.
- I'm good. - How about some coffee?
Sweet Lord, let me go.
Is he gone?
Yeah. What happened?
I have officially become undesirable to men.
I wonder how this works.
Do I go to an animal shelter
or do the cats just magically appear?
That's more a Marjorie question.
So without pot he couldn't...
Couldn't in the evenin', couldn't in the mornin'...
Couldn't at suppertime.
Did you try...
I tried everything!
Baby talk, English accent,
stuff I learned in jail.
What's the English accent?
It's a Mary Poppins thing... never mind.
Maybe Marjorie was right.