Hot in Cleveland (2010–2015): Season 6, Episode 23 - Vegas Baby/I Hate Goodbyes - full transcript

"Hot in Cleveland" is recorded

in front
of a live studio audience.

Please take your seats.
We've closed the doors

and begun preparations
for our flight to Paris.

Thank God.

I made it.

Ohh.

Actually, that was mine.

But you look like you needed it
more than I did.

I'm so, so sorry.

I promise I won't touch
any of your cashews.



Except this one,
'cause I haven't eaten all day.

Help yourself.
I'm Tom.

Oh, Melanie.

Boy, have I had a crazy day.

What happened?

It's a long story.

Well, it's a long flight...
Nine hours.

Not that you'd talk
for that long.

You don't know me very well.

Go for it.

Okay, well, first I have
to set things up.

Six years ago, my friends and I

were on a plane just like this
flying to Paris.

But that plane crash-landed.



Oh, but, you know,
get that out of your mind.

It would ruin the flight if
the whole time you're thinking,

"Oh, what if this girl's a jinx
and this plane crashes?"

I wasn't thinking that...

until now.

Anyway, we landed safely
in Cleveland,

and then we ended up
living there.

And tomorrow,
my dear, sweet friend Joy

is gonna have
her dream wedding in Paris.

We knew everything
was gonna change, so...

yesterday we decided to just
put that out of our minds

and just have
the most fun bachelorette party.

No, no, no!

The rule of the evening
is no tears.

Whenever we feel sad,

let's just remember
my fabulous wedding in Paris

that people are flying to
from all over the world...

and Canada.

To Paris!

Ah.
I'm gonna pull another card

from the bachelorette party
question deck.

Okay, everyone.

"What was the best sex
you ever had?"

It's Bob.

Honestly, he's made me forget

every other man
I've ever slept with.

That must have emptied out
the old brainpan.

What about you, Elka?

- Sinatra, right?
- Nope, nope.

The best orgasm I ever had was
when Joy said she was leaving.

Melanie.

Oh, no.
I-I don't want to... say.

Oh, come on.
Tell us.

Honestly?
Bob.

I mean, I know we only
slept together once,

but he was amazing.
I'm sorry.

Oh, no, no, no.

You don't have to be.

I know neither one of you
has feelings for the other.

Just like you know
that if either one of you did,

I would have to cripple you
in some disfiguring way.

Ah, this game is fun!

For me, the best
was the one who got away...

Johnny Revere.

You know, I read in the tabloids
that he's sleeping with

a different 20-year-old groupie
every night.

I bet he is miserable.

Oh, I'll take that bet.

Oh, I'm gonna miss this.

Who can believe
we moved here six years ago

just because men in a bar
thought we were hot?

Oh, the whole city
thought we were hot.

And we had a lot more dates here
than we would have had in L.A.

Although they haven't
all been great.

Remember Pooh Bear?

He walked around in only
a T-shirt and nothing else.

Oh, and what about the guy
with the foot fetish

who made little outfits
for my toes?

Ugh.

I've been with an 18-year-old,

a man who dressed up
like My Little Pony,

and I almost married
a homeless lunatic

just to get a green card.

Excuse me.

Man boobs, webbed hands,
human tail,

forehead nose,
conjoined twins... I win.

You do.

All right,
it's time for me to pull out

the name of the person who will
give the toast at my wedding,

the one who will say lovely,
wonderful things about me

on the happiest day of my life.

Melanie!

It says "Melanie"!

I mean, it was an honor,
but public speaking...

Oh, it makes me crazy nervous.

The last time I did it,
I got these sweat stains

that went from my armpits
all the way down to my waist.

Oh, not to mention
the under-boob sweat crescents?

Why am I telling you this?

Don't worry about it.

I'll put it in the same place
as your suggestion

of dying
in a hideous plane crash.

Good, good.

Anyway, so, the night went on,
we played some more games,

and then Victoria...

Boy. She dropped
a really big bombshell on us.

All right, Victoria.
Your turn.

"What is one thing
you've never told anyone?"

Okay.

I have a major announcement
to make.

Uh...

After Joy's wedding,
I'm moving back to L.A.

What do you mean, you're moving?

Well, my agent, my manager,
my whole team all said

that if I'm serious
about reinvigorating my career,

I need to be in L.A.

- But why?
- Well, think about it.

If I'm in L.A.
and a Scarlett Johansson

or a Natalie Portman
drop out of a project,

then who do you think
they're gonna call?

You?

Exactly.

Wow.

Our house
really is splitting up.

We're not even gonna be
in the same city.

This wonderful time

of us living together
is coming to an end.

Do you think
Bob is having this much fun

at his bachelor party?

He's with a couple of friends.

I'm not exactly sure
what he's doing.

Almost done.
You doing okay?

Yeah. Although it might help
if you told me again

that I'm a brave little soldier.

You are a brave little soldier.

I like to think so.

So, you're getting
married tomorrow.

Yeah, yeah.
To the woman of my dreams.

I'm a lucky man.

You are.
She's beautiful.

Oh, I know.

And, if you don't mind me
saying, pretty stacked.

Oh, I kn... What?!

You're giving me a tattoo
of the woman on my right, right?

I thought you said
the woman on my right.

Oh, God.

Wait. I need to see
this tattoo right now.

Aah!

Oh, I'm not worried.

Bob won't do anything stupid.

You know,
he really is an amazing man.

You are very lucky, Joy.

Take a shower, Melanie.

Well, this has been fun, but
we should really get some sleep.

We're leaving for Paris
early tomorrow morning.

- Oh, my God!
- What?

I can't get married.

I'm having a baby!

♪ Ba-ba, ba-ba ♪

♪ Ba-ba, ba-ba ♪

- ♪ Hey! ♪
- Wait. She's pregnant?

You think the fetus texted her

that it's coming out
the next day?

That would be
the polite thing to do.

They wanted to adopt,

and Joy found out there was
a baby available in Las Vegas.

So naturally,
she was pretty frantic

as we were getting ready
to go to the airport.

Come on, everyone!
Move, move! Let's go!

Here. Just relax.
It's gonna be okay.

Seriously, Victoria?
It's 8:00 in the morning.

We have to get to Las Vegas,
pick up my baby,

then turn around,
fly to Paris for my wedding...

All in one day.

What, are you saying
you don't want the drink?

I'm saying
I need a bigger drink.

What do you mean,
you're not flying with me

to Paris?

Why not?

We... have to...

go somewhere with Joy first.

- Where are you going?
- I'd rather not say.

It's Vegas, isn't it?

I'm going, too.

But, Mamie Sue,
you have a gambling problem.

It's only a problem if you lose.

I'll see you at the airport.

Joy.

- You ready to go get our baby?
- Yes, I am.

Ah-ha-ha!

Oh.
What's the matter?

Ah, nothing!

Did you do something last night
you need to get off your chest?

Yes.

But now's not the time.
We need to leave.

You're right.
We can't miss that plane.

Let's go, everyone.

Dad!

Bob Bob.

What are you doing here?

Well, I thought you should know

before you get married that,
uh...

your mother and I
have gotten divorced.

Divorced?

Why would you wait
till now to tell me?

Well, I was afraid that you'd
lose your Canadian reserve

and act like a wild animal.

And I can see I was right.

Wait a minute.
I thought Bob's dad was deaf.

Oh, he and Bob's mom
had that implant surgery

to restore their hearing.

Dad, why would you get divorced
after 50 years together?

Well, uh, once we could hear,
your mother and I

couldn't stand the sound
of each other's voices.

And, uh, your mother
says that, uh...

that I... that I...
that I have a... an... an

an annoying st... st...
Uh, stammer.

Can you believe that?

Well, it's good to see you, Dad,
but can we wrap this up?

We're in kind of a hurry.

Well, I'm ready
to start dating again,

and I thought you could...
give me some tips.

Oh.

That's actually
quite flattering.

Well, uh, you know,
you're kind of a...

a doughy man.

And you have Joy,
who... who is...

clearly out of your league.

Somewhat less flattering.

What I'm looking for
is loose women

and... and no consequences.

I'm sorry, Mr. Moore,

but we have to leave right now
for Las Vegas.

That could work.

Folks, we apologize
for the long delay,

but we're still waiting
for a gate to open up.

Our baby is out there,
and we can't get to her.

I can't take this anymore!

Oh, they have
to give us a gate soon.

It's so hot.

Why don't you
unbutton your shirt?

'Cause it's bad luck for the
bride to see the groom's chest

before the wedding.

- What?
- It's a Canadian thing.

Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding!

What are you doing?

That's the sound of
a slot machine hitting it big.

I'm visualizing winning.

- Ding, ding, ding, ding...
- Could you visualize quieter?

Nope.
Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding,

ding, ding, ding, ding, ding.

Oh, this is a disaster.

My phone is out of juice and...

and now I have
to resort to reading.

Oh, my God!
Look at this.

Johnny Revere is doing
a show of all his hits in Vegas.

You gonna go try and see him?

Oh, I can't.
No.

Some big network executive's
in Vegas right now.

My agent says
I have to meet him.

And, plus, I'm doing my own
thing, and Johnny's doing his.

Uh, Johnny's
your... your boyfriend?

No, no.

The last time we saw each other,
we decided it couldn't be.

Oh.

So you're...

you're not...
You're not seeing anybody?

Are you coming on to me?

Oh, no.

No.

Should, uh...
Should... should I?

Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Where you going?

To get our baby.
We're busting out of here.

We're popping the exit door.

No, but that's
for emergencies only!

What do you think this is?

Oh!

I'm sorry
about opening the door.

It's just, you know,
I was feeling a little hot.

So, uh... no harm, right?

You are a brave
and wonderful person

for taking the rap for Joy.

And I am 100% there for you.

Well, got to go.

Wait! What?
Why?

Well, I have my meeting
with the network guy.

But you said
you'd be there for me.

No, exactly.
I'll be there for you.

Just not here for you.

You know what?
You guys can go, too.

I'll use this time
to work on my toast for Joy...

because a lot of people have
written great things in jail.

Like Dr. King.

He wrote "Letter from
a Birmingham City Jail."

And... And... Oh!
Martha Stewart.

She wrote her recipe
for zesty lemon bars.

Enough chitchat.
I need to hit the slots.

And I want to hit the strip
and, you know, meet some dolls.

Um... but, uh,
first, I want to get...

in my, uh, party mode.

I'll go with you.

If people see you
with a hot woman,

they'll think you're rich.

I-I am rich.

And now you're handsome.

Elka, you've been
in jail before.

Any advice?

Find the scariest bull bitch
in the cell

and call her sweetheart.

Look at that!

A Tony King Slot 4,000.

If you jimmy it like so...

and then give it a good whack...

And that's how you beat
the house with nobody the wiser.

There's a guard behind me,
isn't there?

Hi, sweetheart.

Ah, this traffic is terrible.

I know.

But in a few hours,
we'll be on a plane to Paris

with our sweet little baby girl.

We'll be singing her lullabies
and cooing her softly to sleep.

Learn to drive, ass...

We're in a hurry!

I'm so happy.

So... how are you liking Vegas?

Oh, it... It's wild.

Up until today, I thought...

I thought
Winnipeg was... was Sin City.

Wild?

The only place we've been
is the wax museum.

You know,
that statue of Don Rickles...

it... it was almost lifelike.

That was Don Rickles.

If you're here to pick up women,

how come you've spent
the whole day with me?

Well, so far I haven't...

met any women
who meet my standards.

You have standards?

In the deaf community,

I was known
as a smooth-signing ladies' man.

Then prove it.

Pick somebody up.

O-Okay.
Who?

How about our dealer?

She's cute.

H-Hi.

Could... Could I
ask you something?

You got arrested
for sexual harassment?

Well, I-I was nervous speaking,

so I-I asked her if she minded,
you know, if I... if I signed.

No.

You said, "Do you mind if I let
my fingers do the talking?"

And she... She did.

How come you're here?

I was defending him.

And... words...

were exchanged.

They can't arrest you for that.

Let me finish.

Words were exchanged...

for punches.

That... That bald lesbian
at the crap table...

she... she was really impressed.

That was also Don Rickles.

Victoria, the network is excited
to be in business with you.

Oh, I'm so glad.

And my agent tells me
you're a big fan.

Huge fan.
An Oscar, an Emmy.

And I love
that Lifetime original movie

about the hairdresser
turned preacher.

Mm.
"Lather, Rinse, Repent."

So, what kind of project
are we talking about?

It's very exciting.

We're partnering
with a Japanese company...

Ozawa Industrial Brothers.

They want you to star in a show

featuring a product they make
called Mrs. Ladypants.

I've never heard of it.

- It's an adult diaper.
- It's an absorbent pant.

Oh, excuse me.

I have to get tickets
for my mom to see Johnny Revere.

Whoever that is.

I'll be back in a few.

Oh, Johnny.

Babe, come out
and see the fountain.

Look, there's dolphins in it.

- Amazing, right?
- Mm.

I'm gonna go down
and take a selfie.

It's a freakin' fountain!

Johnny?

Victoria?

Wow.
Look at that.

Johnny Revere
is playing in concert.

You know,
if we could go see that,

that would make
this day perfect.

Not that going
to pick up our baby

and getting married
isn't perfect enough.

Ugh!
This is taking too long.

Here's 50 bucks.

There are no red lights.

Except for that one!

Oh, my God.

Bob?
Are you okay?

Let me loosen
your shirt and tie.

Oh, no.
No!

You are going to be okay.
You're going to be okay.

You are not gonna be okay.

How upset was Joy?

Was Bob okay?
Did they get the baby?

And what about Victoria and
Johnny? What happened to them?

And how'd you and Elka
and the others get out of jail?

And I bet you're worried
about how my toast

was coming along too, right?

So worried
I didn't want to bring it up.

You're sweet.

Anyway, the good news
is that, yes, Bob was okay.

What were you thinking?

Melanie's face
is tattooed on your chest.

I told you it was a mistake.

You know, we're all entitled

to a youthful indiscretion
or two.

You only got it last night.

I was younger then!

So, every time we make love,
I'm gonna be looking at Melanie.

There are other positions, Joy.

You know, in Canada, we have
one called Reverse Lady Mountie.

- It involves you taking...
- There will be no positions

till that thing's gone.

Fine.
I'll get it lasered off.

Or I could add
a couple of other dudes

and pass it off
as Three Dog Night.

How's the car?
Can we go?

It's just a little banged up.

Looks like it'll run fine.

Oh, crap!

Relax. Just tell him
it's a minor fender bender.

You don't get it.
I'm undocumented.

Good luck with the baby.

Damn it!
We're never gonna get there!

No baby, no plane, no wedding.

Everything's going wrong,

just like it always does
when I'm about to be happy.

Bob... where are you going?

Don't worry, Joy.

I'll explain everything
to the police.

You can't drive.
This isn't your cab.

I am
a desperate tattooed immigrant

who just pissed off a woman.

I think I can pass as a cabby.

Hey, you know what?
Since you guys are here,

maybe you can give me
some feedback

on my wedding toast for Joy.

You know, 'cause everyone tells
me to write from the heart,

so that's what I did.

"Joy, don't leave me.

I know this might be
the happiest day of your life,

but it's the saddest day
of mine.

But you obviously
don't care about that,

or me, so let's just
raise a glass to Joy and Bob."

Melanie, you're making jail sad.

Please!

You have got to let me out
so I can get on that plane

and give this toast tomorrow
at my friend's wedding.

I think I'm doing her a favor.

I'm going crazy.

Just behind these bars
is a wonderful world of sin,

and I can't even
get a glimpse of it.

I feel the same way.

Are you a gambler, too, Bob?

Uh, no, no.

Uh... ladies' man.

Well, why are you
in the women's jail?

They... said I wasn't a threat.

Mayor Elka Ostrovsky?
Bob Moore?

You're free to go.

Casino dropped the charges
against the two of you.

Wait, wait, wait.
So they can just go?

How did that happen?

I have no idea.

You agreed to testify
against her.

Oh.
Maybe that's why.

Come on, Bob!
Drive faster!

You know,
contrary to popular belief,

going faster
will not lower your fare.

You've got the meter running?

That's what a real cabby
would do.

Go through that red light.

Have you learned nothing, Joy?

I'm sorry.
This is an emergency.

Take me to the hospital.
I'm in labor.

Oh, I'm sorry.
We'd love to, but we can't.

We're going to adopt a baby.

I'm going to have a baby.

Uh-oh. Ah!

I don't think I'm gonna
make it to the hospital!

- You will.
- I won't!

- You will!
- I won't!

You will!

She didn't.

Bob delivered the baby
in the cab.

So, did Bob and Joy
make it to the adoption agency?

Slow down!

I need to catch you up
on Victoria and Johnny.

Wow!
Victoria, you look amazing.

- Yeah, you too.
- So...

what are you doing here
in Vegas?

Oh, the usual
career song and dance.

I talked myself into being
excited about it,

but now... I don't know.

Yeah.
I know what you mean.

Oh, please!
Your life seems great.

You got a Vegas show
and that pretty young thing.

I do hope she's getting college
credit for this relationship.

Well, it's, uh,
not really a relationship.

I mean, more like
just marking time.

Oh, but I bet
she thinks it's special.

After all, I was that girl once.

With you.

I mean, that's how we met,
remember?

- Mm-hmm.
- It's really funny,

but when I see you,
I feel like that same girl

who climbed onto
Johnny Revere's balcony

and... spent the night with him.

And when I look at you,

I'm still the same guy
that's glad you did.

What the hell are you doing?

Climbing onto your balcony.

Are you crazy?
We're 10 floors up!

There's a connecting door.

That's for old people.

Come on.
Reach over and help me.

- Now what do we do?
- Oh, I can't hang on!

- Aah!
- Whoa!

Those dolphins really scattered
when we hit the water.

Well, at least we got through it
without being recognized.

Mrs. Ladypants!

Uh...
I'm the commercial spokesperson

for a certain product in Japan.

Happy Penis Pow Pow!

So am I.

I'm worried...

no woman will ever want me,
you know, now that...

I've been in prison.

Oh, don't worry.

Women love bad boys.

Look, Elka,
I know you think of me

as a suave, sophisticated
chick magnet.

Sure.

But it's... It's a pose.

I-I have no game.

I'll bet you do.

Give me your best line.

Damn, girl.

If you were a vegetable,
you'd be a legplant.

We made it.
We're here.

We're ready to adopt our baby.

Joy Scroggs and Bob Moore.

We're gonna be amazing parents.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah. I'm sorry we're late.

We stopped to help
a pregnant woman in labor.

We delivered the baby and didn't
steal it like we wanted to.

Can't hurt to put that
in our file. Extra credit.

You know, actually, I did notice

there is one document
missing from your file.

There's no marriage certificate.

Oh, don't worry about that.
We're getting married tomorrow.

Oh. I do need to have
that certificate

before we can bring you
your baby.

What kind of adoption agency
demands a marriage certificate?

A very old-fashioned
Catholic one.

I can't believe this!

We had to break out
of an airplane

and steal a cab
and deliver a baby,

and now none of that
even matters

because we're not married!

It's fine.
We'll get married.

Oh, come on, Bob!

Where are we gonna get married
on a moment's notice in Vegas?

- Oh, yeah!
- We'll be back.

Don't give away our baby.

- Wow. This is nice.
- Mm.

You know,
when I was a little girl,

I used to stare up at the stars
and dream.

What'd you dream about?

Being a famous actress and...

being happy.

And I just keep thinking,

"How am I ever gonna
get the second one

if I keep on chasing the first?"

Even now, I'm trying
to charm my way into a role

on some show in L.A.

It's just always
the same old, same old.

It is, isn't it?

I mean, every night I go onstage
with the same red blazer,

the same Ray-Bans
I've worn for 30 years.

And the hotel
wants three more years.

Why are we still
on this hamster wheel?

What are we looking for?

Maybe what we're looking for
is right in front of us.

Do you remember when we
almost ran away together,

but we didn't
because we both decided

to put our careers first?

I think about it all the time.

Well, I don't want to make
that mistake again.

So how about...

we just get off
that damn hamster wheel?

And... get onto each other?

Oh, Johnny.

You always did save your
romantic lines for your songs.

Okay, girls,
your pimp just posted bail.

You're free to leave.

Excuse me.

We are also
ladies of the evening.

I don't think so.

You know what, Mamie Sue?
It's okay.

This will just give me
more time to work on my toast.

No, not the toast again.

Get out, you two whores!

Oh, I could lie here
with you forever.

Mm.

Me too.

Mm.

But we can't!

We have to get to a wedding!

Okay, old friend, I believe we
have some unfinished business.

Not now, Mamie Sue!

We have to get to a wedding!

We have to get married
right away!

Sounds like you two have
a hunka, hunka burnin' love.

Oh, bloody hell.

Listen, Elvis, we need to get
married so we can get a baby.

Old-fashioned values.
I like it.

But we got a promise ring
convention in town.

They're in love. Ahem.

We're all booked up.

I'm going in.

Those two young virgins
will have to wait.

Dad?

Elka?
You're getting married?

Well, there's my something old.

I can't believe
you're getting married.

Wow!
Johnny Revere!

Huge fan.

You know, I lost my virginity
to "I Love Makin' Love."

That song came out 10 years ago.

So...

good year for both of us.

- Focus, Bob!
- Yes.

How did this happen?

Well, it's quite a story.

Um... we were, um...

We... We were at the...
At the baccarat table,

at the...

the casino, you know,
where... where the theme is...

Oh, someone's got
to speed this up!

Elka volunteered to help him
find the perfect woman.

Turns out it was me.

Yeah, I realized
what I was looking for was...

was right in front of me.

Oh, we know the feeling.

Great. Everyone's in love
except for Melanie.

Was that really necessary?

Look, we need to get
married first,

because we need a baby.

And we need to get
married fast 'cause we're...

in our 80s.

Mm.

80s?

He doesn't know.

So, who's getting married first?

You could make it
a double wedding.

That'll give us more time
for gambling.

Okay, fine!

This is so exciting!

I wonder what fake celebrity
they'll get to marry you.

Who here loves makin' love?

Oh!
It's you!

Which one of you is Bob Moore?

- I am.
- I am.

I-I'm Bob,
and he's... he's Bob Bob.

You know, I don't want
to be Bob Bob anymore.

Sounds like somebody
you can boss around.

- Would you quit wasting time?
- Yes, dear.

Hey, why don't you and I
get married, too?

Oh!
Oh, Johnny!

Yes!

But not now.
We're stars.

I mean, we can't have a wedding

where the biggest celebrity
guest is a 93-year-old mayor.

9... 93?

Damn it, Victoria!

I now pronounce you
man and wife...

and man and wife.

- Yay!
- Congratulations!

- Congratulations!
- Congratulations!

Bob, we've got to go.

Yes, you do.
Go pick up my granddaughter.

- Granddaughter?
- Oh, my God!

Elka's your mother-in-law.

Call me Mom!

I can't believe we're married.

You can't believe it?
What about me?

First time I saw you,
I imagined this moment,

and I thought, "No way."

Now that
it's actually happening,

you know what I'm thinking?

- "No way."
- Oh, Bob.

Mr. and Mrs. Moore?

Mrs. Moore.
That's me!

I'm not Scroggs anymore.
I'm Scroggs-free!

Would you like to meet
your daughter?

Oh, God!
Oh, God.

Oh. Oh.

Oh, my gosh.

Congratulations, you two.

Oh, thank you.

Would you look at her?

All the babies in the world,
and we got the best one.

I think so, too.

- Our little girl!
- I know.

I am gonna take care
of you and love you

and protect you forever.

And I'm gonna teach you
to wait for the right man

even if it takes
a really long time.

Happy?

So happy.

All the stupid mistakes
I've made in my life...

all the regrets...

I wouldn't change any of them,

'cause they got me
to this moment.

You're right.

Little things like...

getting a tattoo
of another woman on your chest

just seem so unimportant
right now.

Nice try.

Well, maybe on our honeymoon
I'll get a tan

and we can tell people
it's Bob Marley.

Oh, my God!
Our honeymoon! Paris!

- Ah!
- We've got a plane to catch.

Here.

Do you have a name yet?

Yes.
Elizabeth.

But I think
we're gonna call her Betty.

Never met a Betty I didn't like.

And they're always so pretty.

Seems so unreal to me...

flying to Paris again
with all of you.

Only this time with a baby
and a wonderful man.

The last time we were on this
plane, we were all so unhappy.

- We felt invisible and unwanted.
- Hm.

We thought our best years
were behind us.

And then we crash-landed
in Cleveland.

Of all places!

And met Elka...

and had all kinds
of adventures and romances

and career changes, and...

we became
the people we are today.

And now our lives
are gonna change again.

I just want you all
to know that...

I have never learned more
or laughed harder...

or had as much damn fun as
I've had in the last six years!

I mean, we doubled
each other's joys,

and we halved
each other's sorrows.

So, yeah,
things are gonna change, but...

I know one thing
that will never change...

you're my friends.

You're my family.

You really are
the loves of my life.

I love you.

Oh, Melanie.

- To us.
- To us!

Oh, and now I got to get busy
working on my stupid toast.

I think that was
your stupid toast.

You're right, you're right!

Okay, just forget
you ever heard it,

'cause I'm gonna
go write it down.

This is Captain Reid speaking.

All passengers
and flight attendants

please take your seats
and fasten your seat belts.

Hey, I think I got my toast.

I had no doubt.

So, how does your story end?

Um... I don't know.

I have a feeling something big
is about to happen.

Okay, don't worry.

The plane's not gonna crash.

I mean, lightning
does not strike twice.

Oh!

I'm scared.

It's gonna be okay.
Take my hand.

♪ Ooh, you make me live ♪

♪ Whatever this world
can give to me ♪

♪ It's you, you're all I see ♪

♪ Ooh, you make me live,
now, honey ♪

♪ Ooh, you make me live ♪

♪ Oh, you're the best friend ♪

♪ That I ever had ♪

♪ I've been with you
such a long time ♪

♪ You're my sunshine ♪

♪ And I want you to know ♪

♪ That my feelings are true ♪

♪ I really love you ♪

- ♪ Ooh ♪
- ♪ Oh ♪

♪ You're my best friend ♪

God, that was fun.

It truly was.

I loved it.

Same time next week?

- You bet.
- Why not?

- Let's do it.
- Wednesdays are our nights.

Yeah.
I like Wednesdays.

♪ Ba-ba, ba-ba ♪

♪ Ba-ba, ba-ba ♪

♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪

♪ Ba-ba, ba-ba ♪

♪ Ba-ba, ba-ba ♪

♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪

♪ Hey! ♪