Oh, okay.
Here's one of the first things your Uncle Charlie wrote.
( plays piano )
* Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles... *
Eh? What do you think?
Must have been before my time.
Okay, we're done here.
Hey, hey, hey.
Don't put your juice box on the piano.
It leaves a ring.
How could a box leave a ring?
Got to run to the grocery store.
I'm going to need somebody to fold these clothes.
I don't know if the grocery store
is the first place I'd go for that, but good luck.
Oh, oh, remember.
You're being punished.
So no TV, no computer, no Gameboy.
Charlie, I need you to be my eyes and ears.
Okay, but you have to be my liver and prostate.
Whoa, whose is this?
Uh, Charlie, you want to field that one?
No problem.
Jake, sometimes when you have a casual, sexual relationship...
All right, all right.
Jake, we take in strangers' laundry
because we're poor.
I'll be back in an hour.
Start folding. No TV.
What'd you get busted for?
Painted my room at Mom's house.
What's wrong with that?
I'm ten years old.
Hey, how about a little sock golf?
What's that?
Okay, here's how it works.
The living room is a dog leg par four.
That means you have to get your sock into the kitchen sink
in four strokes or less.
Okay.
Play for a quarter a hole.
Your handicap's obvious.
You're short and you've never heard of the Ninja Turtles.
All right,
keep your knees bent, your arms straight
and swing easy.
Oh, man.
I'm being hustled.
We can play for less if you want.
Don't get cocky.
There's 17 more holes.
( British accent ): The 18th hole.
All square.
The defending champion
looks to have an easy tap in for a birdie,
as the gallery waits breathlessly
for the rookie to respond.
Would you please stop talking?
Tempers flare as the pressure mounts.
Oh, yeah!
It's unbelievable.
And eagle on the 18th.
This has never happened before in the history of sock golf.
Little help here.
Fans are coming out of the gallery
with sacks of groceries for the young phenom.
What's going on?
I won. I beat Uncle Charlie.
Excuse me.
Didn't I ask you to fold the laundry?
Laundry?
Are you barking mad?
The child just won the coveted Palmolive Cup.
* I won, you lose, I won... *
Charlie...
when I ask Jake to do something, I need you to help me make sure
that he does it.
I'm trying to teach him
responsibility.
This sock is soaking wet.
Yeah, I chipped into the water hazard
on the ninth and the lid was open.
So, this is toilet water.
At least.
All right,
I put Jake to bed, I folded the laundry,
I put the groceries away...
The guilt thing doesn't work on me, Alan.
Yeah, well, it's all I got.
I'll be back in a little while.
Where are you going?
Oh, I have to bring the garbage cans back in.
Today wasn't garbage day.
Oh, no, not here. At Judith's.
At Judith's?
Alan, your wife threw you out.
Yeah, well, that doesn't mean she doesn't need me.
Yeah, it kind of does.
Well, look, we're still married.
It's still my house,
and she still counts on me to do a few chores.
It's good.
It leaves the door open for, you know, reconciliation.
I see.
So, how do you lift those garbage cans without a spine?
They're on wheels.
What are you watching?
I'm watching a movie.
And you're not supposed to be watching anything.
Oh, yeah.
Is that guy a good guy or a bad guy?
Good guy.
And you're not supposed to be watching TV.
I know.
Is that his girlfriend?
Ex-girlfriend.
But he still loves her, right?
I'm not going to walk you through the whole movie.
I think so.
Go to bed, Jake.
Okay.
Who's that guy?
That's the guy he was in jail with
and told him where the money was hidden.
Oh, right.
Hey, you're being punished.
No TV.
I know.
( door opening )
What the hell is going on?
BOTH: Shh.
Jake.
Good night.
Hey, I'm watching that.
What part of "no TV" didn't you understand?
I'm allowed to watch TV.
I mean Jake.
I said, "No TV." He said, "Okay."
I said, "Go to bed." He said, "Okay."
What do you want from me?
Charlie, he's taking advantage of you
because he knows you won't follow through.
Well he obviously knows me better than you do.
Okay, look, if this is going to work out
with Jake living here part-time, you have to be an adult.
You have to impose discipline.
Yeah, fine, whatever.
Give me back the remote.
No, no, you're not listening to me.
You need to be firm.
Okay.
Go to your room.
Yes, like that.
I mean it.
Give me the remote and go to your room.
That's very funny. Ha-ha.
I'm serious. Get out of here.
I will kick your ass.
Oh, man.
Shoo.
( "Road Runner" plays )
Jake.
( firmer ): Jake.
It was on when I came in.
Yeah, right.
What did I tell you about leaving juice boxes on my piano?
How do you know it's mine?
Oh, come on.
Who else around here drinks "Transylvania Goofy Juice"?
Good point.
And another thing,
were you on the deck feeding the seagulls again?
Sorry, I forgot.
Okay.
We need to talk.
Love you, Uncle Charlie.
Look, we don't feed the seagulls
because you can't get rid of them.
And we don't leave the doors and windows open
because we get all kinds of bugs and crap flying in the house.
Okay.
No, no, no, don't just say, "Okay."
This is not the grown-up telling the kid what to do.
This is just two guys agreeing how to live together.
Are we cool?
Yeah, cool.
Hey.
What's going on?
Nothing.
Was he watching TV?
No.
Jake, I have to run
a quick errand,
so why don't you wash and dress
and when I get back we'll do something fun.
Can we watch TV?
Go.
Where are you off to?
Uh, the, uh, uh... grocery store.
You're going to Judith's, aren't you?
( scoffs )
No.
Then where are you going?
Judith's.
Oh, Alan.
I have to. I have to.
The-the-the-timer
on the sprinkler system is broken
and the flower beds are getting flooded,
and I love her and I want her back.
Oh, buddy, I feel for you.
Well, thank you.
Unfortunately, the feeling is nausea.
Great, great. I'll see you later.
Alan, you've been making the same mistake your whole life.
Being the good boy,
fixing everything so everybody would love you.
It didn't work with Mom,
didn't work with either of the women you went out with.
And it's not going to work with your wife.
Charlie, you know nothing about commitment
and responsibility to a relationship.
Granted, but I do know when a woman's using me.
And by that I mean not in a fun way.
Well, you can rest easy,
because no one is using me.
And did you mean that I only dated two women
including Judith?
Because,
because if you did, I have two words for you.
Maxine Chernakoff.
Ya!
Did you fix it?
Not quite.
Doesn't seem like you're changing anything.
Well, no, well, sometimes change happens, Judith,
and you can't see it.
Okay, fine.
When you're done fixing this,
would you come inside
and take a look at the garbage disposal?
Sure. Thank you.
Wait, no.
What?
No, I-I won't come inside
and look at the garbage disposal.
Why not?
I know when I'm being used, Judith,
and not in a fun way.
What are you talking about?
Who are we kidding?
The marriage is over.
You're just afraid to move on,
so you keep dragging me over here,
and I'm afraid to move on, so I keep coming.
Good-bye, Judith.
You're free. I...
I hope you find whatever it is you're looking for.
Jake?
What you got there?
Just a little bread.
Please tell me you're not feeding the seagulls again.
( seagull screeching )
Okay.
Oh, man, did you let another one
of those big, flappy bastards in the house?
You have to put a dollar in the swear jar.
You said "bastards."
Smart-- poke the bear.
I'm telling you, Jake, this is the last ti...
( seagulls crying )
Yikes.
I'm really sorry, Uncle Charlie.
I don't want to talk to you right now.
Hello, uh, do you have a department
of animal control or bird abatement?
I have a seagull problem.
Sea-gull.
Thank you. I'll hold.
I didn't know there'd be so many.
I told you, don't feed the damn things.
I told you, don't leave the windows open.
Yeah, hi, uh-uh, who is this?
Phyllis Siegal.
No, no, Phyllis,
I-I wanted to talk to somebody about seagulls.
I got a flock of seagulls in my house.
No, I don't know whatever happened to them.
I'm really sorry.
We had an agreement, Jake, and you broke it.
Look, uh, I-I need somebody
who can come over with a net or something.
Sure. I'll hold.
Hello? Who is this?
Annette.
Look, I got a room filled with seagulls.
No-no-no-no-no...
Hi, Phyllis.
Hey.
Good-bye, Phyllis.
Good news.
Really?
Come tell me in Jake's room.
What did he do?
He didn't paint anything, did he?
I want you to be surprised.
You will never guess what happened
while I was at Judith's.
Neither will you.
( gulls squawking )
Oh, my God!
So what's your good news?
Open the door!
Your kid got 'em in there.
You get 'em out.
( banging door )
Open... this door!
That was not funny, Charlie.
Depends on what side of the door you were on.
Look, I-I'm really sorry about the birds,
but I'm sure they'll leave as soon as they get hungry.
That's what I thought about you.
Well, you know what-- Jake and I may be
out of here sooner than you think.
What do you mean?
At Judith's, there was kissing.
Mutual kissing.
Unprompted, but reciprocated by yours truly.
Wow. Mm.
And was it as boring as it sounds?
Charlie, Charlie, she kissed me,
and this was not the kiss of a woman
who just wanted her garbage disposal unclogged.
Well, you know her plumbing better than I do.
You know what I'm going to do?
I'm going to let her come to me.
You know, be detached.
Play it cool.
Yeah, that's your home run swing.
Hey, Uncle Charlie, want to play some sock golf?
No, thanks.
JAKE: Where you going?
CHARLIE: Going for a drive.
Can I come? Nope.
I don't think Uncle Charlie likes me anymore.
Don't be silly.
He-he's just a little upset
about the 30, 40 screaming, crapping birds in his house.
Why don't you, uh...
Why don't you write him a note and tell him how sorry you are.
Okay.
Don't worry. He'll come around.
Sooner or later, everybody comes around.
You just have to give 'em a little time...
and a little space.
Hello, Judith?
What's in the bucket?
Chum.
What?
Bait.
I went down to the bait shop
and asked them what seagulls liked to eat.
We're keeping them?
No. We're going to throw the bait out the window
to lure the birds out of the house.
Oh, that-that's pretty clever.
Yeah, it's a variation
on something I do with women and tennis bracelets.
Hey, Uncle Charlie, I made this for you.
Thanks.
I made it myself.
I see that.
What you doing?
Getting rid of the birds.
Can I help?
Nope.
Uh, Jake, why don't you go out and play on the deck, okay?
Okay.
What is wrong with you?
He worked really hard on that card.
You barely looked at it.
What do you want from me, Alan?
Well, he's dying for you to forgive him.
Fine. I forgive him.
Now, are you going to help me or not?
I got a serious problem here.
Really? 'Cause you look like you have it all together.
Okay, here's the deal.
We go in there
and start throwing this stuff out the windows.
When the last bird's out,
we close the window and get on with our lives.
You ready?
Sure.
You know, if they love this bait so much,
why would they even wait for...
( gulls squawking ) ( screaming )
It's almost like somebody tipped 'em off.
Got any other bright ideas?
Yeah.
I'm going to get a dry wall guy in there
and seal off that room.
Very funny.
I'm not kidding.
That room is dead to me.
It's either that or sell the house.
I'll put it on the market
as a two-bedroom-plus aviary.
Everybody loves an aviary.
What about Jake?
You going to put him on the market,
or just wall him off?
Hey, I tried with that kid, Alan.
He-he-he says one thing and then he goes and does another.
He's ten. He's got the attention span of a hummingbird.
Well, then, what am I supposed to do when he ignores me?
You punish him-- you-you take away his computer,
his-his TV, his toys.
Well, you already took away all the good stuff.
What am I supposed to take away-- his bronchial inhaler?
You know what I'm saying, Charlie.
You just... you don't... take away your love.
Hi, uh,
I tried calling,
but I kept getting your machine,
so I thought I'd bring this over.
What is it?
Oh, it's my master file of, uh, handymen,
plumbers, electricians, maintenance schedules,
warranties, authorized repair centers, um...
et cetera.
Okay, well, uh, you're on your own.
Got to run.
Alan, wait.
Yes?
About that kiss...
Ah.
When you said we should move on,
I got scared,
and, uh...
Alan, I kissed you out of fear.
Hey, it still counts.
Alan, you were right.
We have to move on.
Okay.
Alan, wait.
Yes?
The garbage disposal's still making that horrible noise.
Well, I keep telling you not to put bones in it.
I didn't.
The sink trap does not lie, Judith.
This is so cool, Uncle Charlie.
Yeah, well, I was kind of hard on you, and I...
I wanted to make it up.
So you're not still mad about the seagulls?
Oh, I'm still mad.
I just figured out a better way to deal with it.
Well, I think this is a very good way.
Me, too.
I'm buying you all this stuff,
but, as punishment for letting seagulls in my house,
you can't play with it for a month.
A month?
Pretty smart, huh?
It's not fair.
You know what this is?
The world's smallest violin.
What are you talking about?
They're gone, Charlie.
Are you sure?
Check under the bed.
All clear.
Okay.
I wonder why they left.
Maybe because we stopped feeding them.
Whoa, check it out.
Wow.
You know what this means, don't you?
Yeah.
Breakfast.