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Yeah, we've met. Congratulations.
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Gonna take me to meet his wife
at Christmas, right, Tom?

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Yeah, Mom, that's right. I promise.
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Ma, you haven't seen me in a while.
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Check me out.
Touch my face, the way you used to.

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- Try it. I love when you do that.
- No.

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Come on, lighten up,
it's the holidays.

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Alright. Bend over here.
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Yeah, you've changed... Tom!
What have you done to yourself?

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It's Gerard, Ma.
:42:40
It was your son's idea.
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- It was his idea.
- Come here, you.

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- It was his.
- You got me, didn't you?

:42:48
I gotcha.
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"Dear Dad,
Mom wouldn't let me wait any longer. "

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"Meet us at Miniature Golf Land,
in Santa Monica,

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like you always do. Love, Joey. "
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"Gloria, why are you here?"
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"Me? I'm in the miniature golf
tournament."

:43:07
God, that sounds bad.
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"I saw you from the freeway."
No wonder I'm single.

:43:16
- Hi.
- Tom!

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- Yeah. Happy Thanksgiving.
- Happy Thanksgiving.

:43:23
I went by the store
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and I just saw Joey's note
to his dad.

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I didn't know he was back in town.
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Just... I'm kind of in the mood
to see a family playing together.

:43:37
God, does that sound stupid?
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Well, look, Joey's dad,
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my ex, isn't coming.
:43:46
Then why did...?
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He showed up Thanksgiving
a couple of years ago

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and took us to play golf and so,
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now Joey thinks every year
he's gonna show up. But he isn't.

:43:57
Well, do you mind if I join you?

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