Previously, on Family Law...
I just wanted to drop this off.
It's a basic separation agreement.
What are you doing?
All of Maggie's terms are in there.
It's not worth the paper it's printed on.
Maggie?
Okay.
You will have no part of my daughter's life.
Now please leave.
You know what I like most about her?
You're way less uptight around her.
The Disciplinary Board also requires random Breathalyzer tests.
I know.
- This is your kid? - Our kid, actually.
Abby, can I talk to you for a second?
Bringing your boy-toy into our professional community...
This isn't my community.
My probation's gonna be over next month.
You're seriously willing to risk your reputation
as a family lawyer just to spite me?
The courts made the right call last time.
I'm confident they'll make the right call again.
So then I guess we're going to court.
So?
Who is she?
- Who's who? - Dude.
I know your pattern.
You break up with someone,
we hang out a lot.
You find someone new, you disappear.
And I've barely seen you lately.
So?
It's not what you think. We're just friends.
Bullshit.
Straight men, straight women... never just friends.
Just because you're still living in a '90s sitcom...
Look me in the eye
and tell me you don't want to bang her.
- It's not like that. - Ah! Ha-hah!
Said with not a whiff of eye contact.
- How have you not been sued? - Who says I haven't?
So when do I get to meet her?
No offense, but...
you would reflect very poorly on me.
What do you mean? Ah!
Ms. Bianchi...
we determined that you fulfilled the terms of your probation.
The board is satisfied
that you are capable of practicing law unsupervised.
Thank you, Mr. Svensson,
for mentoring Ms. Bianchi for the past year.
We wish you all the best.
And we hope to never see you again.
The feeling is mutual.
Now that that's over with,
have you given any more thought to your future?
Nope.
Just trying to get through my divorce.
I still can't believe you two let it go this far.
Your dirty laundry will be a matter of public record.
Oh, well, the worst of my dirty laundry's already on YouTube.
Frank didn't leave me much choice.
- I used to like that man. - Yeah. Me too.
You're a fine lawyer, Abigail.
As I've mentioned before,
you have a home at my firm if you want it.
Thank you.
I've drawn up an offer.
You're joking, right?
Let me tell you a story about a man named Tiger Woods.
He's a golfer...
I know who Tiger Woods is, Harry.
When he got mired in scandal, all of his sponsors abandoned him.
All but one, that is.
Nike.
Nike stood by him.
They believed in him. Helped build him back up.
Nike offered him a multi-million-dollar contract.
You're offering me less than a caddy makes.
It's a fair offer for someone in your position.
- The Law Society just said... - You must recognize
that last year's scandal will hang over you for some time.
I am sure you could find another job,
but I don't think you'd enjoy
doing in-house legal for an insurance company.
Let me be your Nike, Abigail.
I have a meeting.
Good. Good for you to keep up with A.A.
I've been watching you closely this past year.
Your comeback has been... remarkable.
Like Peyton Manning after he had spinal-fusion surgery.
You men just love a sports analogy.
That work you did on the class-action suit
- was a thing of beauty. - Thank you, George.
The other partners and I have voted on it.
Now that your probation's over,
we're willing to take you back.
This can all be yours again.
What's your offer?
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It's got remote key-less entry,
and it's got a CD player that can hold up to six CDs.
How retro.
I love the color.
- Banana? - "Citron."
Ooh! Check it out, Mr. S.
Now that I'm officially a paralegal,
I treated myself to a new set of wheels.
- Only 250,000 clicks. - Well done, Cecil.
In three minutes, you two will officially be late for work.
_
Brevity...
the soul of wit.
- Danny, hi. Do you have a... - I kissed Martina!
It was impulsive.
Stupid. She has a boyfriend.
And she couldn't get away from me fast enough.
I'm trying to write her a text, but I don't know what to say.
- Why not be a grown-up and call her? - Right.
Right. Right. Good idea, Luce.
This is why you're a psychologist.
So what's up with you?
Well? How'd it go?
You're looking at a practicing lawyer again.
- Congratulations. - Mm-hmm.
Feel free to use work time
to set up meetings at other firms.
Thanks.
I'll get any remaining case files off your plate.
Great.
Oh, and happy to give you a reference.
Just know that it might take some time
for you to land somewhere,
- but I'm sure someone will want to... - I've already had two offers.
Really?
Who from?
- George Handler, for one. - Seriously?
You don't have to sound so surprised.
- Was it good? - Better than good.
He offered me partnership.
Really? After everything...
Well, that's... that's great news.
You are a born ambulance-chaser.
Family law was never your thing.
That's not what my second offer thinks.
Partners' meeting starts now.
Gotta run.
Mm.
Good luck with everything.
Hey.
Maybe we can grab lunch once in a while.
Dingus.
I have some concerns.
The last quarter was excellent, but that was largely due
to the class-action suit Abby brought in.
Projected net is harder to Gauge.
Why is that?
This came in yesterday.
Our lease is up for renewal and the rates are almost doubling.
Highway robbery.
We could look for new office space.
- Something in Railtown. - Railtown?
We'll need less office space now that Abby's leaving.
Not so fast, Danny-boy.
- We don't know yet that she's leaving. - We don't?
Oh, for...
- You were her second offer? - Did you not tell Daniel?
I didn't think I'd have to run such an obvious idea by you.
Of course, you should have run it by me, I'm a partner.
And what did you mean... "second offer"?
Oh, you don't know.
George Handler's offered her partnership.
Abby's leaving, Dad.
You're here.
Tell me everything.
How's Maggie? How's the baby?
Maggie's still in hospital.
She's doing fine.
- Harmony's thriving. - "Harmony"?
What a beautiful name.
Maggie doesn't want me to have anything to do with the baby.
I guess it's what I deserve, right?
No. It's not what you deserve.
And Maggie can't make a unilateral decision like that.
We'll talk this through later. Okay? I have to be in court.
Is this... ?
Bianchi versus Bianchi?
Yep.
Good luck.
Mr. and Ms. Bianchi.
Let me just say that I know more about both of you
than I ever cared to,
and neither one of you come out smelling like roses.
I'm dumbfounded that two family lawyers
have let this get all the way to court.
Actually, I'm not technically a family lawyer.
Did I give you permission to speak?
Let's proceed.
First on our agenda, Your Honor, is spousal support.
Ms. Bianchi has made substantially less than Mr. Bianchi this year,
but my client would like to offer the higher end of support,
as a goodwill gesture.
Ms. Bernstein?
I'd love to believe in Mr. Bianchi's generosity,
but my client could soon out-earn him again.
Just like I did for most of our marriage,
meaning, I'd be the one paying high-end support.
Reality check...
with your reputation, you'll be lucky to find any work at all.
Here's a thought.
Why don't we waive spousal support altogether?
We would never agree to that.
What a surprise.
I should just call her, right?
I've been thinking about what you said.
You should be included in more of the decisions around here.
- Glad to hear it. - Jerri's done the math.
We'd be wise to cut costs moving forward.
Agreed. Which is why we should move to a more affordable space.
And look like we're on a downward slide? Absolutely not.
We need to cut the fat. Lay someone off.
Preventative measures.
- I can get onboard with that. - Good.
Decide who's expendable, and break the news.
Wait. You want me to do it?
You want to be part of the hiring decisions?
You need be part of the firing decisions.
Hey.
I just came from the hospital,
to see if I could talk things through with Maggie.
She took my name off the visitors' list.
- I couldn't see her or Harmony. - Okay, this is bullshit.
And it would never stand up under scrutiny.
You're still Maggie's wife. You have parental rights.
Not necessarily.
I had a separation agreement drawn up
and I may have signed away my rights as a parent.
What kind of bargain-basement dumbass
advised you to do that?
Dad.
What would possess you to do something like that?
I was simply ensuring my daughter wouldn't have
a lifetime of support payments
for a child that wasn't even hers.
Jesus, Harry!
I was simply trying to get you a clean break,
- a luxury I never got. - Oh, what are you saying? That you wish
you'd had no part of my life after you and Mom split?
Of course not.
And you played zero part in my life.
You had a 33-year clean break.
Not financially.
I paid spousal and child support, to both your mothers.
Oh, the injustice.
Yeah, while our mothers had the daily grind of raising us,
you were getting writer's cramp from signing all those checks.
Hello! Can we get back on topic, please?
Mr. Svensson?
Mrs. Fantetti's on line two and she's sobbing again.
All of you, out.
- But we still have... - Now.
So that's it?
I mean, there's nothing that I can do?
Has Maggie countersigned the separation agreement?
I don't think so.
Honestly, I don't think she's even seen it.
I left it in her apartment the night I called 911.
She's still in hospital.
You've still got a key?
It, uh, feels a bit trespass-y.
If you can get those papers,
this can be resolved quickly and painlessly.
We can set up a four-way meeting
and ensure you're part of Melody's life from now on.
"Harmony."
Luce?
Why didn't you tell me about this sooner?
I tried, but your head was so far up your own ass again.
I'm sorry.
But I got your back from now on, 'Kay?
- I'll take over from Dad. - I don't want you.
- I want Abby. - Why?
Because you haven't once asked me
about Maggie or Harmony.
Abby's a mom.
She knows what I'm going through.
I have Craig.
You have got to stop doing that.
Knock-knock.
I got you this over lunch. For your new car.
No way!
A Maneki Neko!
Oh, Winston, thank you.
I love it.
My grandpa and grandma had one for their car,
and they swore it was their good-luck charm.
I'm leaning towards Jordy Randall.
He's the entire accounting department.
Who will write our checks?
Okay.
What about Juanita Lopez?
She takes more sick days than anyone.
Absolutely not!
She has a child with disabilities at home,
hence the sick days.
How about Andy Mikita?
He must be near retirement.
Which is why it'd be cruel to put him out to pasture two years early.
I won't hear of it.
Winston?
You touch Winston, you'll be looking for a new office manager.
One of the paralegals, then.
Yes.
That probably makes the most sense.
Okay, but which one?
Well, you know the expression...
"last one in, the first one out."
It's like the cat's giving me a high-five.
Thanks.
When were you gonna tell me about George Handler's offer?
Jesus. Are you stalking me?
Have you made your decision yet?
Well, it's a tough one.
Partnership... with a ridiculously high base salary
and a corner office that could fit six of mine in it,
or a windowless box that still smells like farts?
Your sarcasm is unbecoming.
Let me put this in terms you can understand...
George's offer was like...
Nike wooing Tiger Woods.
Well, then...
you should accept.
Harry, I appreciate
that you've given me a home for the past year, but...
I think what I need more than anything...
is a clean break.
- Shirley. Hi. How was your cruise? - This is breaking and entering.
My name is on the lease.
I still pay rent. I just came to get some papers.
These ones?
I brought them to the hospital last night for Maggie.
You signed away your rights. You have no claim to this child.
Now get out
and leave my daughter and granddaughter alone.
We have to figure out a way to fight this.
Guys, it's okay. I made my bed.
No. Harry made your bed.
You shouldn't have to lie in his dirty sheets.
Abby's right. We just need to find the angle.
Maybe we could argue she didn't get any legal advice?
Sure, if perjury's your thing.
The agreement was in a Svensson and Svensson envelope.
How about this...
You didn't get any sound legal advice.
While Harry might be one of the top family lawyers in town...
The top.
In this case, he let his own feelings about parenthood,
and his own abysmal track record with parenthood,
cloud his judgment.
That's our argument. Lucy received egregiously bad legal advice.
Absolutely not.
I won't have this firm's reputation dragged through the mud.
You mean your reputation.
And I'd only be speaking the truth. If it weren't for you,
- Lucy wouldn't be in this situation. - Abby's right, Dad.
Come up with a different strategy.
- Like what? - You're both lawyers.
Figure it out.
The house was largely financed by Ms. Bianchi,
it should go to her.
She hasn't lived in the house for over a year.
- She chose to move out. - "Chose"?
Ms. Bianchi, hush.
It makes more sense for Mr. Bianchi to stay in the house.
It's what the children are used to,
- and he will be the primary parent. - Says who?
My client will have equal parenting time.
Mr. Bianchi is willing to let her have them
every other weekend.
Are you kiddin' me?
Ms. Bianchi, you are not at home watching an episode of Big Brother.
No running commentary.
Your Honor, this is yet another example
of Mr. Bianchi's punitive behavior.
I'm not trying to be punitive. I'm trying to be practical.
Ms. Bianchi will be returning to personal-injury law.
Did you think I wouldn't find out?
Is this true, Ms. Bianchi?
Will you be returning to personal injury?
Uh, I've had an offer, which I'm mulling.
She billed close to 2,000 hours a year when we were married.
How can she provide a reasonable home for our children,
if she's never there?
- I haven't even taken the job! - Both of you, shut it!
Counsels? Can you please stop your clients
from popping up like Whack-a-Moles?
My apologies, Your Honor.
My client is simply thinking
of the best interests of the children.
I think I have all the information I need.
We'll reconvene tomorrow, once I have my decisions.
You should've told me about the new job.
It's just an offer. I haven't said yes yet.
- But you will. - I'd like to.
But what's the impact gonna be on all this?
Well, a fair chunk of your new earnings could go to Frank.
I'll pay him top tier if I have to... I don't care about the money.
- Two, please. - Right this way.
Will this affect my parenting time?
Well, I'm convinced you'll get equal access.
Maria Natali is not going to punish a woman
for having a career.
Frank's not wrong. When I was doing personal injury,
- I barely saw the kids during the week. - So?
With the money you'll be making, you can hire a live-in nanny.
One who does housekeeping.
- The kids are how old? - 11 and 14.
They're practically out of the house already.
- Do you have kids? - God, no.
Water.
Tissues.
And our termination guide.
Where are you going?
- Joining Eleanor for a late lunch. - You can't... you have to stay.
I do not and I will not.
Cecil, can you step into my office, please?
Right away, sir.
Knock-knock.
- Have a seat. - First...
I want to give you this.
Go on, open it.
It's for your new car.
Winston got me one, and I know you have a new car, too,
and really...
I just wanted to show my appreciation
for all the support you've given me
on my journey to getting my paralegal certificate.
These last two years at the firm have been the best of my life.
- You're like a second family. - I have to let you go!
Go where?
- I'm really sorry, Cecil. - Yeah, me too.
Did I park my car somewhere else?
I knew this spot was too good to be true.
Harry would like to see you in his office.
Maybe the tightwad's about to make you a better offer.
Close the door.
I've given it some thought and I've had a change of heart.
You've decided I'm worth more than Tiger Woods's caddy?
What?
Uh, I meant your strategy.
Go ahead. Argue that Lucy got "egregious" legal advice.
I'm willing to sacrifice my reputation
for my daughter's happiness.
Of course, you are.
I'm... I'm saying your strategy is sound. It's a compliment.
Yeah, I'm happy for Lucy.
Hey, word of advice, Harry...
Every parent has a favourite child.
Most of them are just better at hiding it.
- I don't have a favourite. - Please.
You've handed everything to Lucy on a platter.
You're willing to drag your reputation through the mud for her.
You would never do that for Daniel or me
in a million years.
One year ago... your life was a mess.
You were a mess.
No one... wanted to take you on.
When I decided to mentor you,
my friends, my colleagues, my own family,
questioned my sanity.
And how did you thank me?
By being rude, obstreperous, ungrateful,
and getting loaded...
in my office.
And I gave you
a second chance.
So don't you dare accuse me
of never putting my reputation at risk for you.
I have taken more bullets for you
than my other two children combined.
Go to George Handler. Enjoy your... swanky new office
and your big paycheck.
It was sweet of you to come with me, Dad.
I wish I could be in there for moral support,
but your lawyer is right.
I should stay away.
Joanne!
Well, what are you doing here?
I'm Lucy's bonus parent.
Thank you for doing that.
Dr. Svensson, can you tell the court
why you signed a document
that relinquished any claim to your child?
When your lawyer is also your father,
you tend to do what he suggests.
Do you regret that decision?
- With all my heart. - Thank you, Dr. Svensson.
Your Honor, Dr. Svensson and Ms. Roth chose the donor together.
Dr. Svensson was with Ms. Roth at the clinic,
and the law clearly states
that if the child is born through assisted reproduction,
the person who was married to the birth mother,
when she became pregnant,
is the child's parent.
Counsel rests.
Ms. Sugimoto? You may cross-examine.
Thank you, Your Honor.
Dr. Svensson, how long were you and Ms. Roth dating
- before you proposed? - Three months.
Wow. That's a whirlwind.
Well, I guess you could say that, yes.
In fact, you told Ms. Roth she was "the only woman" for you?
- Objection, relevance. - Overruled.
I believe I said that, yes.
And less than one year into the marriage,
you started having an affair?
Objection! This isn't a morality play.
Sustained. Ms. Sugimoto, get to the point.
My client was very clear leading up to the marriage
that she wanted a family.
- Is that correct? - Yes.
And during your brief marriage,
what was your level of interest in having a child?
- Not much at first, but I... - How often
did you see Maggie during the pregnancy?
Well, never, but that's because she didn't want to see me.
Can you blame her?
- Objection! - Objection!
Relevance?
Your Honor. My client's infidelity
is not relevant to her ability to parent this child.
Sustained.
And if I hear another word from you,
I will have you removed from my courtroom.
Move it along, Counsel.
My colleague is correct in her reading of the law,
but she neglected to mention the second part of that law.
The person is the child's parent,
unless the person didn't agree to be the child's parent,
or unless the person changed their mind
about being the child's parent.
Ms. Roth was the one who wanted to be a mother.
She made all of the decisions leading up to that,
and she went through her pregnancy alone.
Dr. Svensson, on the other hand, showed zero interest
until she spent a few days in hospital with the baby.
She is an impulsive flip-flopper
who could just as easily change her mind again.
She is not a stable influence for a child,
and should have no part in the child's life.
Cecile, I need this... copied.
I'll copy them, sir. How many do you need?
Three. Where's Cecile?
He was let go.
Daniel fired him.
- You fired Cecile? - Yes.
- Why? - Because you asked me to fire someone.
Not Cecile.
- Bone-headed move, Danny. - I'm so sick of this!
Nothing I do is good enough for you,
even when I do exactly as you ask.
You are constantly broadcasting the fact
that I'm a disappointment to you.
Well, I'm good at what I do, Dad,
- even if I do it differently than you. - You are spouting nonsense.
I know you think Abby is the better lawyer...
but she's leaving, I'm the one who's staying,
so maybe it's time
you showed me a little respect and appreciation,
because if you want this firm to keep the Svensson name...
I'm that Svensson.
I feel like Ingrid Bergman in Casablanca.
"But what about us?"
We'll always have A.A.
Doesn't have quite the same ring to it, does it?
I'm gonna talk to that stubborn old mule one more time.
Please don't.
Honestly, I-I think this is for the best.
This family works better for me at a distance...
like, Earth-to-Neptune distance.
Don't even think about taking the chair!
I remember when I leased this place.
I thought to myself,
"they'll have to carry me out in a coffin."
It's just an office space, Harry.
It's an image.
I think I'd rather retire than move.
I don't believe you.
You're just having a rough week.
"Rough" is an understatement.
The depths of my children's ingratitude...
I... have done more for them than they will ever know,
and do I ever get so much as a "thank you"?
All they do is moan,
complain, and tell me what a lousy father I was.
Welcome to parenthood, Harry.
Mm.
With respect to child support,
the amount will be based
on the Federal Child Support guidelines.
Spousal support will be set at low range.
Mr. Bianchi, a year ago, I granted you emergency interim custody
for all the right reasons.
Ms. Bianchi was not a fit parent,
as was made clear in a very public way.
However, I have reviewed the Law Society's report
and I have seen Ms. Bianchi in action in my own courtroom,
and I must commend you
on doing the hard work to get your life back on track.
Mr. Bianchi, you and your lawyer have gone
to a great deal of effort
to portray Ms. Bianchi as an inadequate parent.
You insisted on the Child Custody Evaluation,
you fought against equal parenting time,
and to suggest
that a job with long hours should mean less parenting time
offends my sensibilities.
I'm ordering 50-50 parenting time.
I do agree with Mr. Bianchi on one matter...
It is in the best interests of the children
that they stay in the family home.
They've had enough disruption.
Therefore I'm ordering a nesting arrangement.
You will both take turns living in the family home...
One week on, one week off.
- But your Honor... - How...
I am not asking for your input.
Oh, my god.
Thank you, Cordelia.
- For everything. - You're welcome.
- Can I give you a hug? - No.
Good luck, Abigail.
Harry's gonna miss you.
I'm upping my offer to your sister.
Of course, you are.
I wanted you to know because... even though I'm senior partner,
I still should inform you of these things.
I'd have preferred being part of the discussion beforehand,
as opposed to being told after the fact.
Fair enough.
But, as a partner, surely, you can see your sister has value.
I know it's still nowhere near
what you'd make at George Handler's,
but I also know you'll make the most of an eat-what-you-kill deal.
Mm. And my base salary?
You understand...
I can't pay you more than Daniel.
On paper, at least.
I'm listening.
I'd like to set up a trust fund for Sofia and Nico.
They'll be able to attend any university they want.
You should do that anyway, you're their grandfather.
Tell me you'll think about it.
I'll think about it.
Are you keeping the Bianchi name?
I hadn't given it any thought.
You could be the future of this firm, Abigail.
Well, it sounds like Harry gave you the best offer he could.
But it can't be close to the money you'd make
in personal injury, right?
No, not even in the ballpark.
So George Handler sent me some details
of the first case he'd like me to work on.
Do tell.
Remember that guy
who had a heart attack on Robson Street,
and a good Samaritan gave him CPR?
Yeah, she saved his life.
He's suing her.
No!
For cracking one of his ribs while performing CPR.
Well, even creeps need lawyers.
You'll just have to hold your nose,
like you've done a million times before.
That I have.
Or you don't have to take his offer.
You don't have to take your father's offer, either.
As this week has proven, other firms will come knocking.
Can I get two pistachios, please?
Ms. Roth,
when you found out your wife was having an affair,
- how did that make you feel? - Devastated.
I know the feeling all too well.
Objection. We don't care about her feelings.
Sustained. Ms. Bianchi, get to your point.
What did you do when you found out?
I asked Lucy to move out.
And when she tried to contact you...
I told her I wanted nothing to do with her.
So, when your lawyer says
Dr. Svensson wasn't around for your pregnancy,
she was just honoring your wishes, was she not?
I suppose.
I just went through a nasty divorce.
My ex and I put each other through the wringer.
Objection! Why is counsel sharing her personal life?
I'm getting there, your Honor, you have my word.
Get there fast, Ms. Bianchi.
We made decisions based on anger... and hurt.
Not on the best interests of our children.
And that is exactly what's happening here.
Everyone has the right to change...
Not just their minds...
but who they are.
Dr. Svensson thought things would be easier...
for everyone...
if she made a clean break.
And it would be easier,
because as we all know,
family is messy...
complicated,
aggravating as hell.
But she's come to realize that she wants the messiness.
She's committed to this child...
and deserves to be part of her life.
Most important...
The child deserves to have love
and support
from both her parents.
Counsel rests.
I have carefully considered
the arguments laid out in this case,
and I find in favour of the defendant,
- Lucinda Svensson. - Yes!
She is the child's parent, with all the rights
and responsibilities that come with that.
Her name needs to be added to the birth certificate.
Ms. Roth will be the primary parent
while the child is still an infant.
Dr. Svensson can visit for up to two hours per day.
Ms. Roth, I know it is hard to set aside your own feelings
toward Dr. Svensson,
but having her in your child's life
will only give her more love,
not less.
This matter is adjourned.
Well? How did it go?
I am officially Harmony's parent.
I'm glad it worked out for you.
It was all Abby. She was brilliant.
Congratulations, Mom!
Could I see you in your office?
I took the liberty of unpacking your things.
- Daniel. - Yes?
You can re-hire Cecile.
Your sister is staying.
I'm confident our earnings over the next year
will be stronger than we initially anticipated.
You're giving me my job back?
- Yes. - That's amazing!
I mean...
I'll have to think about it.
What do you want?
A parking spot...
and a raise.
- I can give you the parking spot. - Sold!
- So... guess you've heard? - Yup.
We're gonna be one big, unhappy family.
That's it?
How about even a tepid "congrats"?
You couldn't have just taken the job with Handler?
That was awesome.
I can't believe you helped me negotiate a parking spot.
- Nope. That was all you. - You want to celebrate? My treat.
We could go to Moxie's.
I'd love to, but my boyfriend and I
are going shopping for a chaise lounge.
Ah. Right.
Wanna come with?
No. It's fine.
- Have a great weekend, Winston. - Thanks, Cecil. You too.
Cecil!
Nina?
Did you get my last postcard? From Australia?
Not yet.
Oh... so you don't know?
Martina, I need to apologize for what happened the other night.
It was completely out of line.
I know you have a boyfriend
and... I would hate to do anything to ruin our friendship.
Martina. I need to apol...
So, you two will stay in the house.
We'll alternate.
Dad'll live here one week, and I'll live here one week.
- No more going back and forth. - That makes a whole lotta sense.
Thank you, judicial system,
for putting our needs first for a change,
since we weren't the ones who made this mess in the first place.
Can I go back to my Medieval castle?
The serfs are about to rebel.
Sure.
I'm... trying to wrap my head around this nesting arrangement.
Mm.
Me too.
Let's save that for another day.
We had more good times than bad...
right?
We had great times.
We made some really fabulous kids together.
♪ Tell me where we go now
♪ Did we dig too deep?
Maggie?
Everything okay?
♪ Do you feel a little broken?
Mom? Lots to tell you!
First thing you'll want to hear
is you get to see your grandkids again,
but I have to share the house with Frank,
so I'll only be here 50% of the time...
Oh, God, sorry.
Harry?
♪ Never gonna stop
Uh-oh
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