If somebody put a gun to my head, and forced me
to say my favourite things about the suburbs,
I'll have to say "it's the water pressure".
After all, the water doesn't have to inched swept
to tempt for, like it did in the city.
It's always right there when you need it...
Gushing, powerful, hot...
You're kidding me!
Your water shut off, too?
I still have shampoo in my hair.
Trust me, I have a worse situation
involving soft soap.
Well, should we call the super?
I am the super!
Okay.
Hey. Uh, what's going on?
I told you he had a good build.
I stand corrected.
Okay. What, uh, can I... can I help you?
Bad news, George. Somebody ran over the fire drant
on your front lawn.
Okay, we... we don't have a fire hydrant
on our front lawn.
Well, you do now.
Uh...
Oh.
Wow.
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This is a first for Chatswin high,
having an undercover narc on the premises.
It's very exciting. It's like "The Wire"!
I don't know how exciting it is
that kids are using and distributing steroids.
Very...
But I promise to keep this shizzle on the D.L.
So's I don't blow up your spot.
I appreciate that.
Now I'm gonna introduce you
into the school population the way I introduce
every new student... By assigning you a buddy.
Tessa!
Josh is a new student here at our school,
and since you're our most recent addition
to Chatswin, I couldn't think
of anyone better to show Josh the ropes.
Are you sure?
I'm still looking for one to hang myself with.
She's so wry.
Moving here from a city is challenging at first.
There's a lot of stuff you've got to get used to.
Like what?
Who's this loser?
I'm Josh.
Is Tessa showing you around Losertown?
Well, if this is Losertown,
wouldn't that make you a loser?
Oh, wow. Logic.
- Is everybody like... - Most.
Most.
I mean, I thought Manhattan cost a fortune.
There hasn't been a single day since I moved here that
something hasn't broken down or needed painting or caulking
or weather-stripping or resurfacing.
- Sounds like my wife. - I'm just kidding.
Jill looks great for a woman in her 40s.
I'm just joking.
I married too young. Stop me!
And that is my other problem.
- Dallas? - Yeah.
Look at the way she's smiling at me.
That's the way she smiles at everybody.
Look at the way she's eating that banana.
That's the way she eats everything.
What? No, it is not. Trust me.
Things have been weird ever since she kissed me.
Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa and wait and what and huh?
She kissed you? Where?
On the lips.
No, where in the world?
Oh, at my house on Christmas.
I told you that.
You most certainly did not tell me that.
I would have remembered that. She's smokin' hot!
She's married.
Which makes it hotter.
Your wife's married.
Yeah, but she's married to me.
Lisa, this is Josh.
He just moved here from Chicago.
Hi, Lisa.
I've never been to Chicago, but I'm a big fan of the musical
and found Queen Latifah to be an unexpected surprise
in the movie version.
Nice meeting you.
I think I have a shot with him.
Why do you think that?
'Cause he hasn't had time to form an opinion about me
based on what everyone else thinks.
Just do me a favor and put in a good word for me, would you?
Just, I don't know, tell him I'm nice
and smart and...
And not related to him.
Tell him I'm adopted.
I think I left my car keys.
Oh.
Lookin' for these, daddy? Oh!
Oh.
Dallas.
Mr. sneaky-face tried to sneak out without saying good-bye.
No, actually, Mr. I-didn't-want-to-bother-you-face
didn't want to... bother you.
Well, I want you to bother me, George.
You should know that.
I do know that, but I don't want to bother you.
I think you and I should talk.
So talk.
Well, not here.
This club is full of busybodies and nudgy-noses.
This is private.
I'll call you.
She still has my car keys.
, Josh, you remember that girl Lisa
I introduced you to yesterday?
Nope.
You know, kinda dirty blonde hair,
hazel brown eyes, loves Queen Latifah.
Ohh.
Lisa
no.
Josh.
She's super nice and smart and... adopted,
if you're into that sort of thing,
which some people... are.
Who's that?
Wait a minute. I had spent enough time
in the West village to recognize that look.
That look meant Josh was never gonna like Lisa
because Josh was gay,
and it was, for lack of a better word...
Fabulous.
Whatcha doin'?
Studying for a Spanish test.
Oh. Well, if you're stuck on "ceiling,"
I think it's El techo.
Or is that armpit?
So this new guy started at Chatswin today.
Yeah?
He's super nice, real gay,
but I think he's in the closet, which is bumming me out.
Right, because everybody has to be honest about who they are.
Exactly.
Have you met people?
Very few of them are completely honest about who they are.
I am. Then you'd have no problem
with people knowing you DVR "For the love of Ray J."?
We all have our secrets.
Ugh.
¿Tu no saber por telefono... decir saludo?
Non, parce qu'elle qui appelle qui veut les sexuels avec moi.
I took French.
Squeeze it.
- You gotta squeeze it, George. - Hmm?
No waiting on checkstand 2.
Oh. Hey, Dallas. What a coincidence.
Not really. I followed you here.
- Yeah? - Here. Feel these.
- Feel my melons. - Okay.
See how full they feel in the palm of your hand?
That's how you know they're juicy and ready to eat.
Okay, you know, I-I don't think I'm gonna get
any melons anyway, so I'll see you later.
George, I've been calling you and you haven't answered,
and I'm starting to feel like maybe you're avoiding me.
Avoiding you? That's crazy. I... why would I...
I-I wouldn't. I'm not.
Good, 'cause I have a proposal for you.
I would like for you
- to design my boutique. - Dallas, you are a married woman!
What does my being married have anything to do
- with you designing my boutique? - No, no. Nothing. Nothing.
Nothing. I-I just think the two of us...
Oh, look who it is!
Golden raisins.
George.
Manager to register 4, please.
Would you like a coupo for ground Chuck?
No, thanks. I'm fine.
Take the coupon, George. You're gonna need it.
What's that supposed to mean?
It means we're gonna hit you where hurts, right in the...
Cinnamon rolls.
What?
George, that geyser on your lawn
caused extensive water damage to our driveway.
And, sadly, we're gonna have to have the whole thing repaved.
Ooh, that sounds expensive, George.
Oh, it will be, and if George doesn't pay for it, we'll sue.
- Don't want to. - But we will.
The Shays are a litigious people.
Well, what do you think, George?
Half price on your ground Chuck
or design my boutique?
Deli, line 1.
When do I start?
Hey! Tessa.
Do you know Ryan Shay?
After all this time in suburbia,
my gaydar was still as finely tuned as Liberace's piano.
Yeah. I know Ryan. Why?
I don't know. Just... seems kinda popular.
Maybe the sorta guy I should kinda get to know.
Sorta kinda, huh?
Yeah.
Because he's... "popular."
Yeah. What's wrong with that
look, Josh, you can tell me the truth.
The truth about what?
I'm not gonna judge you. I'm from New York.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
Fine, fine.
I won't ask, and you don't have to tell.
But just so you know,
you're barking up the wrong tree
as far as Ryan Shay is concerned.
- He is... - straight as an arrow.
But his body...
It's so muscular.
I know. And that's usually a telltale sign, but...
Oh, my God. You do know.
- You can't out me. - I won't.
Nobody's ever figured it out before.
Wouldn't it be better if everyone knew,
and it was all out in the open?
What? No! Are you kidding? That would ruin me.
Man, I wish the world was a different place.
Yeah!
Okay, so Ryan Shay's not my guy.
Is there anybody else worth checking out?
I ave the sneaky suspicion of Dave Donsky.
School quarterback?
Donsky. Got it.
I'll sniff around, see what he's into.
- Not a word to anyone, right? - Right.
Thanks, Tessa.
I gotta get out of this closet.
So I saw you and Josh talking yesterday.
You think he likes me?
Almost.
What does that mean?
- He likes your brother. - Josh is gay?
- We never had this conversation. - That's impossible.
Josh can't be gay. The guy who carves our meat...
now he's gay, but Josh?
Easy to spot the obvious ones.
You're forgetting about guys like Dave Donsky.
The quarterback? He's the most masculine guy in school.
- Gay. - Not gay.
Clay Aiken-gay. Clay Aiken's not gay.
He's just a tender soul.
Lisa, he's openly gay. He's as gay as Josh...
Who is gay.
You don't understand.
Josh is my destiny. I know he is.
I've already gone online and ordered computer renderings
of what our future children will look like.
Where did you obtain this photos?
Buildmybabies.com.
The little boy looks like a serial killer.
Who, Losh? He's just misunderstood.
I'm afraid you're gonna have to find someone else
to procreate with.
Josh is playing for the other team.
Well, guess what?
It's draft season, and I predict Josh will switch teams.
I can turn him.
I am ballsy enough to try.
I'm sure Josh will like that quality.
Uhh! You the man.
No, you the man.
- Uhh! - You the man, man!
You the man, too, man.
Come on, man.
Whoo!
Mr. Wolfe, you have a minute?
Absolutely. I'm just bidding on a "Perfect strangers" box set
and...
I'm all yours. I'm not sure they really were cousins.
Who knows?
Anyway...
I feel sort of embarrassed coming to you about this,
but... I have this friend who's ashamed to be gay,
and... refuses to come out.
Let me guess. It's you.
No, it's a friend.
It always is.
Anyway, I thought maybe you could tell me
how... you handled it.
Handled what?
Coming out.
From Indiana? Oh, it was no big deal.
I just packed some bags and jumped on a bus.
Uh...
Okay.
But let's get back to your "friend."
Right. Uh...
He just seems like such a great guy,
and... I know he'll never be happy living a lie.
It's like I always say to my G.F., Heidi.
"Heidi, I love you. I love being heterosexual with you.
"But if for some reason you're not feeling it,
"just let me know so I can find another woman
to be heterosexual with, because I have needs."
Sounds like you guys have a great relationship.
I just wish my friend would realize
that people who don't accept you for who you are
aren't worth knowing anyway.
Totally.
Isn't she gorgeous? She's a Virgo.
Oh, George.
Doesn't this space just ooze potential?
It oozes, all right.
I am finally ready to share my passion with the world.
So what, shoes? Purses?
Shoes and purses? How shallow do you think I am?
I'm selling paperweights.
P-p-paperweights?
Oh, not just paperweights.
Crystal paperweights with 3d laser-etchings
of your loved ones.
Look.
This is me and Yakult.
See how it's like a little hologram in there?
Here's Dalia.
- And this one... - is you.
Oh!
I bet your brain is just spinning,
thinking about all the things we can do in here,
on the ceiling, on the floor.
Up against this wall.
- Okay, Dallas, that's enough. - Beg pardon?
Let's just talk about what we're really talking about here.
This job, this... whole store...
It's an excuse to spend time with me.
Well, someone's self-esteem is intact.
Oh, come on. Laser-etched 3d crystal paperweights?
Who the hell wants those?
People who love the spectacular.
Oh, please.
The only thing spectacular here is the lengths
you are willing to go to trying to seduce me.
So thank you very much,
but I am done thinking about what we could do
up against that wall.
I was talking about a display case!
Ohh!
Sorry, dude. High five.
Lisa?
Don't harsh me, dude. High five.
Why are you dressed...
Dressed like a man?
'Cause I... am the man.
High five.
I don't... want to.
That's cool.
Bye, Lisa.
Bye, bro.
Hey, Tessa. Tessa.
Hey, I just wanted to, uh, thank you
for turning me on to Dave.
So things worked out?
Hmm. Are you kidding?
I'm gonna nail this guy, Tessa...
Today.
Today?
Don't you wanna take things a little slower?
Absolutely not. He's the one.
Can't let him get away. In fact...
Do you wanna watch it go down?
Wh-where's it gonna go down?
Right here... In the hallway.
Right... now.
Police. Freeze! Jump him!
Go, go, go, go, go.
Narcotics division, New York Police Department.
You are under arrest for the possession
and sale of steroids. You have the right to remain silent.
Uhh!
Anything you say can and will be used against you...
As I watched it go down,
I realized I shouldn't be pulling anyone over
on the homosexual Highway,
because my gaydar was clearly broken.
So how is my famous chicken parm?
Kind of dry.
Well, yeah, that... That's what it's famous for.
Remember that new kid I was telling you about at school?
The gay one?
Turns out wasn't so much gay
as he was an undercover narcotics officer
who wasn't gay.
A narc? They still do that?
- Apparently. - Wow.
And apparently I'm the idiot for thinking I understood the guy
when I was completely wrong.
I can't believe I jumped to a conclusion like that.
I feel so stupid.
You're not stupid, Tess. You're just an Altman.
On the ceiling, on the floor.
Oh, we could do it right here right up against this wall.
Uh, Dallas.
Oh, George!
Joe, why don't you get that bid to me A.S.A.P.,
and I'll get back to you even A.S.A.P.er, okay?
Okay, fine.
- Hey. - Hey.
So Joe seems like a good guy.
He is. You must be shocked to see
I'm going forward with my store...
Considering it was all just a ploy to spend time with you.
Okay, so maybe I jumped to the wrong conclusion.
I think it's hereditary.
But look, I mean, after what happened at Christmas...
Christmas? Oh, of course. The kiss?
Yes, the kiss.
George, that kiss had nothing to do with you.
That was about me and Steven.
How so?
It's no secret things aren't perfect between him and I.
I spent so much time keeping my head down,
just carrying out my duties as a wife, as a mother,
as a size 2.
Sometimes I have to remind myself to look up
and think about the things that I want, and then I did,
and... And there you were,
standing in the wrong place at the wrong time, I guess.
I guess.
My marriage may not be perfect,
but, George, I'm fixing to rediscover myself.
I'm fixing to laser-engrave my own happiness
into a glistening ball of crystal.
I'm a store owner. I'm an entrepreneur.
I'm an independent woman in the 2000-teens.
Holla!
So what do you think?
- The job is still yours if you want it. - I want it.
Ahh! George.
Okay, I'm gonna have my lawyer draw up
- some contracts just as soon as possible. - Yep. Okay.
So that... that kiss...
That was... about you and Steven, then?
Yep.
Because... I mean... You know, it felt
like it was about you and me.
No. It wasn't.
So he's not gay?
No. But he is married.
Okay. So... we're looking at a sister-wife situation here.
Right.
So lose the hat.
Announcement, everybody.
Announcement.
As I'm sure you heard by now,
Chatswin High had its very own undercover narcotics officer
snooping around the school for illegal substances.
Laxatives are not illegal.
Anywho, I just want everyone to remember
that if someone offers you drugs of any kind, say no.
And if a stranger offers to drive you home from school,
say no.
And if the cafeteria ever serves veal medallions again,
say no.
Seriously, you guys.
Oh, and one more announcement. I'm gay.
So from this point on, I will be driving a Miata.
Please let me know if you have any questions.
Thank you so much for the encouragement, Tessa.
I can finally be open about my passion
for deep V-neck T-shirts and anti-aging face creams
and ice skating in August and Stephen Sondheim
and dieux du stade...
So Josh wasn't gay, and Donsky was going to juvie,
but at least something good came out of all this,
and that something was Mr. Wolfe.
"Cat on a hot tin roof."
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