- Marc never mentioned he had a dad. - Like, not ever. Well, I'm traveling a lot. I just assumed that you were dead or in jail. Me too. Well, fuck you very much and have another beer. - Thanks a lot. - Thanks. Mr. Monk... ...if you two can't work this out, the planet is doomed. What can I do? Just talk to her. - Dr. Peyser. - Hi. - Gloria, from before. - Yeah, I know. Hi, Gloria. - Have you seen Melissa? - No, where is she?
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We'll have the house special, please. Excellent.
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Wait.
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- About what? - Well, the father. He's a doctor. You know how they are. They think they're better than all the rest of us. He's probably a brain surgeon or something. I need you to listen to me carefully now... ...because it's getting very, very serious.
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We're gonna go freshen up.
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- Mazel tov! - Mazel tov.
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Get the beach out of your head, it's overrated. You'll be standing there in front of an E. coli sign.
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What are we doing now? Why are we turning?
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I love you.
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Cobra! Fat Cobra! It's all right, darling! I forgive you!
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- He's one of you guys, right? - Mr. Peyser, this is the FBI. Tobias was with the CIA, but he was let go. He's a rogue agent. - What does that mean? - He went bad. He's mentally unstable and dangerous. What's this about the Fat Cobra? Please, I'm innocent. Why don't you come tonight. We'll be in Chicago at 8:00 at the Marriott Marquis. We're in the Eleanor Roosevelt Function Room. There's no Eleanor Roosevelt Function Room at that hotel. One of the Roosevelts!
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Oh, no. This is about the tax return, isn't it?
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Heads up.
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Here we go.
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- You know their 8-year-old, Irwin? - Yeah. He has a shoe fetish. I had them at the table with Uncle Bernie and Aunt Thelma... ...but I think this is a problem. - Thelma was beaten up in a shoe store. - My God. I don't wanna put them together. I'll move Bernie and Thelma to the 1 2-step table. Fine. Whatever you want, Dad. I just don't want you to be too anxious about the seating chart. No, I'm fine. I just want the best wedding in the world, that's all. Marc's only requirement is that his parents are at separate tables... ...facing away from each other, and out of earshot. - I know. - And his dad's coming over at 7 tonight. - I'll believe that when I see it. - Marc swears he'll be there this time. - Well, I'm making a veal. - Nice, Dad.