Here in the suburbs, people do whatever they can to avoid getting old...
(Spray hissing)
And my dad was no exception.
(Boing)
Gray chest hair.
So that's what it's come to.
(Crunching, mouth full)
Hey, can we get some sugar cereal, George?
Do you have any idea how long it's been since I've seen a
Leprechaun or a Cap'n?
Tell me the truth.
Do I look old enough to have a 16-year-old?
Oh, here we go.
16.
I can't believe you're turning 16 this weekend.
My little girl.
(Cabinet door closes)
That's a little bit more sugar than I was hoping for.
Come on, Tessa.
Aren't you excited about it?
Don't you want a party?
I'm having a party.
Lisa and Malik are coming over for pizza.
Ugh.
Boo!
Come on.
This is your 16th birthday.
Let's go big.
Okay, fine.
We'll order the extra large.
Hey, if you're worried about money, don't be.
Things are picking up for me.
I can afford to spoil my only daughter a little.
I've got some very good ideas for your present.
Can one of 'em be that you don't pick it out?
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♪ Last night I had a pleasant nightmare ♪
♪ da-da-da-da, da, da, da, da ♪
When shopping in the suburbs, there's only one place that has
everything a girl could want for her birthday... (Rattling)
Plus Leprechaun cereal... And meat.
- I cannot believe... - What?
They put average shelf life in the clearance bin.
That is exactly what is wrong with this place.
$4.99.
You know, I-I gotta say, I was willing to spend $6.
I already downloaded it, but now I have the liner notes.
These guys are, like, the best indie band ever.
They have an oboe.
Really?
Ear hair trimmers?
Are these ours?
Just... you need it.
I d-- I don't have hairy ears.
Look who it is.
(Laughs)
Hey, guys!
Hey.
Oh, I hate to bump into people when I'm not wearing any makeup.
Don't look at me.
I'm a wreck.
You have a veiny forehead.
Isn't this place just the best?
I mean, where else can you buy mayonnaise and nail Polish remover?
Any... store.
Yes, but not so very much of it.
(Gasps)
Oh.
What are you campers shopping for?
Oh, nothing. Just, uh, a present... (Clenches teeth, singsongy)
For Tessa's 16th birthday.
(Gasps)
Tessa's turning Sweet 16.
Oh, my God.
That's huge.
Tell me all about your party.
Don't leave out a single detail.
Okay, details.
Uh, let's see.
A couple friends are coming over for pizza and a movie.
And?
And we might not do the movie.
No.
No!
No, no, no!
Did you hear that, Dalia?
No.
You gotta go big, make it an event.
That's what I said, but, uh, you know, she wants to keep it low-key.
It's true.
This is all want.
They are my favorite band.
For serious?
Let me see this.
Oh, my husband's colleague owns this label and a major taco
franchise and a white tiger... Or a bengal.
I'm not sure.
But, anyway, it's too bad that you're not having a big party,
'cause if you were, he could probably get 'em to play.
Wait.
Average Shelf Life?
You cannot get ASL to play at my party.
Well, not for two buddies and a pizza, but if it were a big event...
Who said two buddies a pizza?
No buddies and a pizza.
We're going big.
Aren't we going big, George?
- Well, you did say-- - I said we're going big.
That's what I said.
Two buddies and a pizza.
Pfft.
George?
♪ Here come the mannequins ♪
♪ avert your eyes, avert your eyes ♪
♪ tall and cruel and terrible ♪
Hmm.
♪ No common ground, no common ground ♪
Oh, do you hear an oboe?
What exactly are they singing about?
I don't know.
A, uh, I think a prostitute who becomes a...
Scientist or something.
I couldn't follow.
(Music stops)
(Grunts)
We're old.
We're not old.
It's just... they're not good.
(Chuckles)
We're old, George.
We are.
I found a gray chest hair last week.
That-- that doesn't mean anything.
Young people get those all the time.
I looked it up.
(Chuckles)
How much time do you think we have left?
Would you stop it?
(Door closes) We're not going anywhere.
(Engine starts) We're young.
We're healthy.
I'm tan.
And you always will be.
All right.
We're gorgeous, buddy!
(Tires screech, engine revs) We're gonna live forever!
(Tires peal)
(Chuckling)
(Crack)
Ow!
(Thud)
Ow!
Aah! Ohh!
Aah, aah. Ohh.
(Groans)
Is it a bee sting?
A cut?
Did you touch poison ivy?
Is it a fever?
A rash?
Are you choking?
(Loudly)
Can you speak?
Yes. No.
Don't touch-- Don't touch me, please.
It's my back.
It's okay, George.
I'm here.
Everything's gonna be fine.
Ladies, you can go now.
I've got this under control.
Oh.
Okay.
It'll be fine.
I said I've got this, Lucille!
Everything's gonna be okay.
Tessa?
Don't tell me.
You didn't get the band, did you?
No... but... I got the band!
You got Average Shelf Life?
Average Shelf Life?
That's the band you wanted?
Yeah.
Shoot... 'Cause... That's the band I got!
Stop doing that!
Now all you need is a top-notch party planner to whip it
together in time, and I know someone who's smart, stylish,
well-connected, and happens to be standing right in front of you.
Wow.
You'd really help plan my party, too?
Me?
No.
Dalia.
Hey.
Oh.
Pfft.
No.
(Chuckles)
No, no, no, no, no.
Hey, hey, hey.
Let me tell you something, Tessa.
Ever since Dalia failed her career aptitude test, her dad's
been leaning on me to make sure she has one.
A career?
An aptitude, and I'm pretty sure this is it.
It is.
It's it!
Plus I'd consider this a real solid, which I don't mind asking you
for, being as that I just did you an even realer solid with
the whole band thing and all.
(Inhales deeply)
What do you think?
Well, when you put it like that, how can I say no?
You can't!
Aah!
(Singsongy)
Mm-hmm.
(School bell rings)
- I had a few thoughts... - Mm-hmm.
Sort of a jumping-off point of how I want my party to look.
Wait.
Let me get a pencil.
I couldn't think of a single worse person to plan my party,
but at least Dalia seemed willing to listen.
[ ♪ ]
(Scratching)
Okay.
Ready.
Okay, uh... (Exhales deeply)
When I was living in New York, my friend Oskar had this...
Rooftop soiree, where they, uh, grilled yakitori on a hibachi.
Yeah, I don't like any of those words, so, listen, here's what we're gonna do.
First of all, it's gonna be at the country club.
I'm thinking monochromatic, two-tone colors with a bunch of
different colors. I also want to have a pony station, where
you can take pictures with a pony.
Yep, Dalia was listening, all right, but only to herself.
Now let's talk go-go cages.
I don't want go-go cages at my party.
I don't know why they have to be in cages.
When I was a boy, women danced free-range.
I can't believe I agreed to let Dalia plan my party.
Trust me, years from now, all you're gonna remember is the good stuff,
that the band you love played at your 16th birthday.
I got mono on my 16th birthday, and the only thing I remember
is kissing the girl who gave it to me.
What was her name?
I don't remember.
Because it was 9 million years ago?
Yes, because it was 9 million years ago.
You're getting meaner in your old age.
Do you know that?
Ah-ha.
Aah.
Easy, easy, easy.
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
(Exhales deeply)
Tessa, your father is still in the Sheila Shay ICU, and I see you...
Are disturbing him.
(Pills rattle)
Here's your pill, George.
Thank you.
(Sighs)
I don't know what I would have done without you, Sheila.
You probably would have died.
(Chuckles)
(Doorbell rings)
(Whispers) I'll get that.
Yeah.
Ohh.
(Sighs)
That woman has been amazing.
Promise me she hasn't given you a sponge bath.
I can't promise you anything.
(Sighs)
What are you taking?
Pain pills from Sheila's hysterectomy.
Did you know they saved two-thirds of one of her ovaries?
Excuse me.
I'm gonna go watch a documentary about dolphin murder so I can
forget that image.
Hello, Dallas.
Hi... Sheila. I brought George some chicken soup.
My housekeeper made it, but I paid for the ingredients.
Oh, how nice. I'll definitely see that he gets it.
Actually, I thought I'd give it to him myself and say hi.
That's sweet that you think he'd like to see you, but I'm gonna have to say no.
(Lowered voice) Don't do this, Sheila.
Not again.
I am sure I don't know what you're talking about.
Oh, please.
You mother until you smother.
I did not kill Tom Jesperson!
Oh, no?
It was just you there for three and a half weeks, taking care of him.
He needed help.
He had sciatica!
You don't die of sciatica!
Visiting hours are over!
(Door slams)
Ugh!
Relax.
Mommy's here.
So at what point in the party were you thinking of doing the freeze dance?
- Yeah, 'cause I just got the robot down, so... - Sorry, guys.
There's no freeze dance.
I knew it.
Three days wasted.
It never hurts to practice, right?
Trust your instincts, Lisa.
All right, beeyotch.
Time to go dress shopping for your party.
And if I decline?
Then you won't see your band again... Alive.
You mean "live."
(Sighs)
[ ♪ ]
See you guys later, apparently.
(Imitates Dalia)
"It's time to go dress shopping, beeyotch."
Can they just leave school like that?
Probably not.
We have, like, four periods left.
Yeah.
(Singsongy) Wake up.
Wakey, wakey.
Huh?
You've got a visitor, sleepy puss.
(Laughing)
Hey, buddy.
Look who's sleeping on the job.
(Mumbles)
(Chuckles)
Ohh.
He's in a lot of pain. Poor bunny.
He can barely talk.
I can bahk.
Shh, shh.
Buddy, buddy, buddy.
(Chuckles) Here.
Scoot over.
Just listen to me, all right?
I need you to help me move a sofa.
(Laughing)
I'm kidding.
But seriously, you know how you are throwing that Sweet 16 party for Tessa?
(Clank)
She's gonna kill me.
I know.
These things can be expensive, but I was thinking, because I'm
a cosmetic dentist and this party is gonna be crawling with
insecure teenagers with all kinds of dental needs, what if
my practice sponsored the event?
(Weakly) Help me.
Exactly.
I'll help you, which will help me.
It's a win-win.
All right, buddy.
I'm gonna-- I'm gonna let you heal up, okay?
(Whimpers)
You take care.
- What?! - Ohh!
(Laughs)
You flinched. That's on you.
Hey, Sheila.
Take care of my boy, would ya?
No... wait.
I think I found some dresses to try on.
The one with the buttons is doable, but, mm, I don't know.
Let me see.
(Hangers clatter)
What did you do that for?
They're dirt-colored.
The color of dirt doesn't look good on people.
They're not dirt-colored.
They're brown, and it's the color that I want to wear.
Ooh, bad choice.
I gave you the "take your picture with a pony" booth, so give this one to me.
It's my party.
Yeah, your "non-band party that won't have a band unless you
wear the dress I picked out for you... Party,"
so go try on the dress I picked out for you.
It's in the tiny room.
(Pop dance music playing)
♪ Heading to the club, I feel like dancing ♪
(Curtain rings swoosh)
♪ I feel like dancing, I'm-a let my hair down ♪
♪ I'm-a do some sweatin', do some sweatin' ♪
Brown is one of your basic colors.
(Sighs)
Basic brown.
That's a thing.
God.
She doesn't know what I look good in or what I like.
[ ♪ ]
(Curtain rings swoosh)
See?
You look good.
[ ♪ ]
I did look good, really good, actually, but I wasn't about to give
Dalia the satisfaction of knowing I felt that way.
I'm gonna look so pretty next to that pony.
[ ♪ ]
Wow.
Look at you.
Don't start crying, George.
If you cry, it'll make it seem much more cold when I leave you.
Wish I could be there.
Me, too, old man, but as soon as the fun stuff's over, I'll
come visit you at the home.
Okay, but don't come after 7:00.
We're having blended carrots and watching "Father Dowling Mysteries."
[ ♪ ]
Thanks for doing this, dad.
I promise I'll take pictures.
You'd better.
They grow up so fast.
Ow.
Here you go.
[ ♪ ]
Attaboy.
(Sighs)
Now close your eyes and get some sleep.
Us old-timers need our rest.
George wasn't about to go down without a fight.
He still had one thing left to do on his bucket list.
Not this old-timer, Sheila.
Normally, I'm not the kind of girl... Whoa.
Who'd be impressed by giant snowflakes, lasers... (Dance music playing)
That guy, and the term "sweet 16" makes my skin crawl, but it
was pretty sweet, and I was 16, so there you have it.
I owed Dalia a massive thank-you.
You're welcome.
Hello?
Care for a Tessa-tini?
Oh, uh, what's in a Tessa-tini?
Grape soda, black tea, and just a splash of beet juice.
It sounds awful, but it tastes delicious.
No.
It'll stain the hell out of your teeth.
(Laughs)
It's a dentist's dream.
Hey, drink up, everybody!
There's more where that came from.
(Indistinct conversations, laughter)
Have a good time, Tessa.
Tonight is your night... And mine... and yours!
(Whispers) And mine.
Whoo-hoo!
Hey, Kimantha.
All right! Whoo-hoo!
Have you seen Lisa and Malik?
No.
Have you seen "The Thin Red Line"?
No.
I just rented it.
It really is emotionally riveting.
(Cheering)
Hey, Dalia.
Whoa.
Yeah, whoa.
Exactly.
Whoa.
You guys can't be here.
The fire marshal just came and said we're at full intensity.
So what are you guys saying?
Go home, ladies.
- I'm not a la-- - Pick your battles, Malik.
(Singsongy) Wakey, wakey!
Time to freshen up.
George.
Georgie.
Time to wake up.
(Gasps) Aah!
George?
George!
George Altman!
George Altman, where are you?!
(Grunts)
(Engine starts)
I left as soon as I got your text.
Are you okay?
Drive!
Go! Faster!
I'm going as fast as I can!
It's a residential zone, George.
I got two speeding tickets here last month.
Hey, hey.
Hey, call me.
I can fix that.
Hmm?
Hey, you have an overbite.
Call me.
Oh, excuse me.
Oh, jackpot!
(Chuckles)
Look at those chompers.
Are you from Wales?
Call me.
[ ♪ ]
- Hey, have you-- - I don't care if the pony is tired.
That thing is not going back to the farm.
What?
Have you seen Malik and Lisa?
Not since I sent them home.
You sent my friends home?
Yeah, they weren't really part of my vision for this party.
It's my party!
Then leave and go find your lame friends.
I don't care.
(Voice amplified) Hello.
We're Average Shelf Life, and this is for the birthday girl, Tessa Faltman.
- He said my name... - Happy Birthday, Tessa!
Practically.
[ ♪ ]
♪ If I had a radio ♪
♪ for every time you loved me so ♪
♪ I wouldn't have a radio at all ♪
- ♪ now I sit and waste my time ♪ - I love you!
♪ My room is quiet as a mime and wait for someone glamorous to call ♪
(Oboe solo plays)
♪ Radio ♪
This music sucks.
♪ Radio, radio ♪
Aah!
(Whimpers)
Oh, I'm sorry.
Do you want me to slow down?
No, no, no.
Just get there.
I don't want to miss the party.
(Cell phone rings)
(Gasps)
It's Sheila.
Don't answer that!
Hey, don't answer that, okay?
She-- That woman was trying to kill me, just like she killed Tom Jesperson.
(Laughs)
Oh, no, no, no.
She didn't kill old man Jesperson.
He was 94 when he bit it.
I just like messing with her.
Ohh.
Dallas, you can't make those kind of jokes around a man
taking leftover hysterectomy medication.
(Car rattles) Aah!
Are you sure you don't want me to slow down?
No, just keep going.
Aah!
♪ Hurricane, hurricane ♪
Tessa!
There's lots of heads, lots of heads I in this piece.
Ow!
(Cheering)
Noah was right.
There were a lot of heads, but none of those heads were my friends'... heads.
Could I have felt any worse?
(Feedback whines)
All right.
This next one's about the dangers of surrounding yourself
with phony people who aren't your friends.
Apparently, I could.
♪ Here come the mannequins ♪
♪ avert your eyes, avert your eyes ♪
♪ tall and cruel and terrible ♪
Tessa, wait.
Don't try and stop me.
I'm going after my friends.
Nobody cares.
Take our picture.
♪ ...And me, they're an awful sight to see ♪
Smile.
♪ As they orchestrate the symphony ♪
(Camera shutter clicks)
♪ Whoo ♪
That's a keeper.
George?
What are you doing here?
Hey!
I made it.
Mwah.
I made it to your birthday.
Can you believe it?
Look at this place.
It's amazing.
Whoa!
Oh!
(Chuckles)
(Laughs)
Yeah, it's great.
Let's get out of here.
Wait.
Honey, what's wrong?
Don't you like your band?
I like my friends more.
Let's go, George.
See, George?
This is all I wanted-- Pizza, a couple of friends.
Why couldn't you just listen to me?
I tried.
I-I just-- I couldn't hear you through all the ear hair.
Gift time!
(Gasps)
Whoa.
- These are-- - Diamonds!
Thank you?
You're welcome.
(Dance music playing)
They say diamonds are a girl's best friend, but in my case, it wasn't true.
These nerds were.
I felt close to the diamonds, also, though.
(Turns off music)
Are you gonna embarrass me now?
Maybe.
Maybe?
Dad.
Come on.
You're only 16 once.
We still need to have our father-daughter dance.
Let's go.
Uh... I think that's just at weddings.
I may not make it to your wedding.
I was born 9 million years ago.
Mm.
Look how cute you two are.
♪ Apple of my eye ♪
♪ don't know when, and I don't know why ♪
♪ You're the only reason ♪
♪ I keep on coming home ♪
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