Previously on The Five-Star Weekend:
Everyone keeps asking if I'm okay.
I don't know what I am.
You're a really, really good man.
How are you still such a great kisser?
I can't do this.
You shrunk me down, and I'm done.
What if I'm not brave enough to actually be myself?
You should meet Kevin. He has a wife and three kids.
Oh, Caroline, he's just your type.
I'm sorry.
Gigi is not your friend.
She was having an affair with Matthew.
My Matthew?
- Hi. - Is it true?
Yes.
You sleepy?
Hard to be so handsome.
Okay, be honest. Are these boxes too much?
- Am I ridiculous? - No. They look great.
- Are you leaving already? - Well, yeah.
Traffic on 90 is gonna be a shit-show.
I don't know why this conference is now.
It's Christmas time. It's family time.
Ooh! A cardinal.
- Hm? - A cardinal.
Ah, that is gorgeous. Look at that.
- Come see. - One sec.
You know, I read somewhere
that cardinals are red because they eat so many berries.
- Huh. - Must be why I'm beige.
Do you remember the nest out front
when I was pregnant with Caroline?
You were so nervous
- before that first ultrasound. - Yeah.
That nest felt like kind of a sign.
Those little eggs meant everything to me.
Okay, let's see this cardinal.
Oh, it flew away.
Oh.
I'm sorry.
- I was in a zone. - "Hungry with Hollis" zone.
I could drive you to Logan.
- Are we okay? - What?
- I know you didn't get the director job. - We're fine.
And that was hard, and I know I've been so busy with
the holidays and work.
It is work.
No, I know. I know. I know it is.
I'm sorry, honey, I can't...
I can't do this right now. I have to go.
Matthew, I've always supported you.
- I finally have... - Honey, I support you.
Do you? I mean, sometimes it doesn't feel like it.
It feels like I have something I'm proud of. I'm building.
And you're... You're making me feel guilty.
Admit it. It bothers you.
Well, we've... We've changed.
I mean, of course we've changed.
We're older. Caroline's out of the house.
We're supposed to adapt.
We're supposed to try and navigate this together.
Doesn't it make you sad?
Hm?
That we have to try?
I wanna try.
No, yeah, I know. I... Yeah.
I'm... I'm sorry.
- Are you going to Paris? - What?
I thought you were going to Berlin.
I looked up your flight number.
You're going to Paris?
Why are you looking up my flight number?
I don't know.
Why are you going to Paris?
I'm just changing planes in Paris.
There are no direct flights from Boston to Berlin.
Right.
That makes sense.
I'm sorry I brought it up. Sorry.
No, I'm...
I'm sorry.
Well, travel safely.
You should go. Traffic. Go, go, go. I'm fine.
Okay.
Oh, I almost forgot. I made you a sandwich
so you don't have to have a gross airport salad.
Hang on. Oh, your smoothie.
Oh, thank you. That's... Wow. Amazing.
Uh... Okay, so I'll be back on the 23rd.
- Mm-hm. - And, yeah, we'll just OD
- on family Christmas moments, okay? - Yeah.
- You all right? - Yeah.
Got my cookies. My happy place.
All right.
Mm.
Okay.
Oh, the downstairs bathroom's doing the thing again,
- we need to call the plumber! - Got it. I'll, uh...
I'll call from the car.
It's Gigi. Leave a message.
Hi, my love. It's me, Matthew.
Uh... You're probably already at the hotel.
Listen.
We need to talk.
She's out cold.
How is she still so gorgeous?
- What is she even doing back here? - Yeah.
The nerve of this woman.
Slept with Hollis's husband, slept in her house.
- Ate her galette. - Made out with Brooke.
No, no, we didn't make out.
- It was just a gentle, exploratory kiss. - Mm-hm.
We should call the cops. Let them deal with her.
Tell them what? Hollis invited her here.
And then we ate and drank and danced with her all weekend.
- That she lied. - Lying is immoral, sweetie, not illegal.
- It should be both. - Let's just see how Hollis wants to handle this,
and we'll support whatever she decides.
I'm done overstepping for one weekend.
You know what we should do? We should dip her hand
into a bowl of warm water and she will pee her pants.
What? It happened to me at multiple sleepovers.
And that's it? The only punishment she gets
for doing this to Hollis is peeing herself?
- That's not enough. - Yeah, yeah.
Let's draw a dick on her face.
- Yes. Yes, I want that. - Tatum, no.
Because we're not allowed to kill her.
What are you doing?
I am looking for a bowl that I don't mind Gigi puking in.
Is that Dad's protein powder?
Yep.
He left us two years' worth. So lucky us.
I gotta cancel that subscription.
- Um... Mom. - Yeah?
So I guess Dad knew Gigi.
She just told me.
- What'd she say to you? - That he was her mom's doctor.
Yeah.
Yeah. Crazy, right?
He was. Something I wish
he had told me earlier, but, you know...
Are you okay?
Yeah, goose. I'm fine.
- Is there something you're not telling me? - No.
Why can't you just talk to me?
I'm talking to you.
I hate this stupid bowl. Perfect.
Just give me a marker. Holly, do you have a Sharpie?
- You're not gonna draw a dick on her face. - She deserves it.
- Does Caroline know? - No. I'm officially never telling her.
I just cannot do it. It might make me a bad mom.
- No, no. - You would probably do it. I can't.
Puke in here.
- Guys, it's late. - Yeah.
It's been such a day. Let's just go to bed.
- I'll deal with her in the morning. - Whatever you want.
- Night. - Good night.
Henry, what?
What? What?
Jack? Wha...?
- What are you doing? - I'm cleaning your gutters.
Why? Are you some kind of gutter elf?
I saw when I was here earlier that they were clogged.
And if they flood, you just get a rat party.
- Rat party? - They love standing water.
- I-I can clean my own gutters. - Can you?
'Cause you didn't know where your breaker box was.
I would have found it eventually.
Look, I have had the day from hell. I am truly at capacity.
So thank you so much. But can you please leave?
I found the message you sent me.
Really should make those things easier to find.
There's a mailbox icon, but, okay.
I was just worried this was like a rebound thing.
- Rebound? - That's not the right word for it.
But you were thinking about me.
I mean, before Matthew.
I would have dreams about you. They were very real.
I'd wake up all sweaty with Matthew right next to me.
I felt so guilty.
But he was sleeping with someone the whole time.
- Wait, what? - With Gigi.
- You invited her to your weekend? - Before I knew it.
And now she is drunk, passed out in my house.
I should feel vindicated,
but instead, I actually feel worse.
- Which I didn't think was possible. - Let's sit down for a minute.
Talk about a party of rats.
Stop.
You don't owe me anything. You know that, right?
I'm the one that ended things. I'm the one that left.
- I wasn't good enough for you. - That's not true.
I was a kid. I was stuck. I was afraid.
But I'm good enough now.
Maybe even a little too good for you,
if I'm being totally honest.
What do you want, Jack?
Same thing I've always wanted.
A whole pan of box mix brownies all to yourself?
- Obviously. - Obviously.
It's been, what? 30 years since we've done this?
- Yeah. - Everything should be the same.
Yeah, more or less. God!
- Damn! - How are you so bad with buttons?
It's my dainty cookie-decorating fingers.
Gotcha.
You are the same.
- I am? - Yeah.
Well, that's nice to hear.
That you recognize me.
Of course I do.
Gigi.
Oh, of course. She's gone too.
Ooh.
You're cooking for me?
- Morning. - Here I thought you'd smashed and dashed me.
I would never smash and dash you, Holly.
I don't even know what that is.
Extra runny. Just how you like it, you freak.
Thank you. Oh, look at that.
That's very good.
Gigi's gone.
- Really? She just left? - Mm-hm. Mm-hm.
I mean, it's probably for the best.
I didn't wanna have to murder on an empty stomach.
Ooh. So murder was gonna go down in here this morning?
Yeah. Just some light murder. Mm-hm.
Oh.
- So last night was... - Five stars?
You can leave.
- It was great. - It was great.
Okay, I've gotten really good at avoiding difficult things,
so I'm gonna say some feelings out loud.
- Okay. - For you.
Mm-hm.
In no particular order. Last night...
we've established.
Um... But now I'm scared of this because I-I am not ready.
My business is falling apart because I'm scared of it too.
And Caroline and I, we are...
I don't know.
And I want to see what this is.
But I'm also really tired and sad.
And there is a part of me that doesn't want to be naked
in front of anyone ever again.
- Okay. - Okay?
Yeah, we can keep our clothes on.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Let it be a thing that happened and not overthink it.
Okay.
Oh, shit.
- Sorry to interrupt. - What are you doing here?
- I thought you'd left. - I have a cab waiting.
I brought you some morning buns from Wicked Island Bakery.
I know you wanted us to have them yesterday, and, um...
Well, I fought someone to get them.
I'll just...
- I know they don't fix anything. - No, they don't.
Can we talk?
There's something you should know.
- Do you want me to stay? - No, I should do this.
You got this.
Caroline can't hear this. Laundry room, now.
What else do you have to tell me? I know everything.
- Actually, you don't. I... - You slept with my husband.
You came to my house. You ate my food.
I made you a playlist with Doechii.
- I wanted you to like me. - I know.
- And I'm so sorry. - You're sorry?
You're sorry?
That's the lamest thing I've ever heard, you psycho.
- Hey. Good morning. - Shh!
Holly and Gigi. They're going at it in the laundry room.
Right now? Wait, wait.
- Why did you pretend to be my friend? - I wasn't pretending.
You broke up my marriage.
- Hollis, can I please just... - Fuck you.
- You guys. - Go back. Go back.
- What's going on? - Go, go, go. Shh! Be quiet.
I came here for all the wrong reasons.
Trying to find closure for myself when
I realized that I'm actually here to tell you this.
He was going to choose you.
What?
He called me from the car
when he was on his way to the airport.
He was coming home to you, I swear.
You just have to know that.
Stay here.
- Holly went into Matthew's office. - But why?
- Should we go in there? - Yeah. No. Should we?
I'm going.
No, no, no. Wait, no.
I just checked the accident reports, and, um...
Matthew was driving west.
Back to me.
- Doesn't change anything. - No, it doesn't.
But at least it's the truth.
I am gonna forgive you, Gigi.
I don't want this anger in my life.
I don't want to set this example for my daughter.
I made farewell toffee for everyone.
It has cardamom in it.
Oh.
Thanks.
I think you should leave now.
Thank you.
One more thing.
Don't ever contact me again.
- Is that Gigi? Is that Gigi? - It's Gigi.
Okay. Just be natural, okay?
It was lovely to meet you all.
It was lovely to meet you too.
I should make pancakes.
- Wait. Holly, are you sure? - It's on the itinerary.
I mean, what else would we do right now?
Right, right, right. Okay.
A sad face pancake.
Because it's our last day, and my marriage was a lie.
You are unhinged.
I know. I am. I should be studied.
So I thought this morning we would clean up.
- Pack up a little bit... - Nope. No way. We are not leaving.
Not until you process this.
Oh, no. I've processed. I mean, what else is there to say?
He was coming back to me.
This should give me some peace, but he... He's still gone.
It doesn't change that.
So...
I'll never know if we could have fixed it.
At least you're being honest with yourself.
Yeah.
Why didn't you tell me? Syrup.
You guys wanna do something with me?
Go. Go, ghost.
Ghost of Matthew. Go!
Hey. Stop. Are those human remains?
You cannot dump human remains in the ocean without a permit.
It's protein powder.
- We're having a catharsis. - Yeah.
That's a really good brand. It's really subtle.
Blends with everything.
Don't waste it on the fish.
I've got, like, three boxes back at the house. Do you want them?
- I can't accept bribes, ma'am. - Okay.
Drop it behind the station any time after 8 p.m.
- Enjoy your day. - Thank you, Teddy Bear.
Sorry. Thank you, Teddy.
- That's Officer Teddy Bear to you. - What?
Oh, my gosh. He winked at you. Wait. Do you know him?
We used to babysit him.
Wait. That man used to be small?
- I tell no lies. - What?
Jeez.
Goodbye, Teddy Bear.
Hey, I'm glad you called.
- Meet me at the side of the house. - I brought buns.
- Wicked Island? - Yeah.
Don't want to know what you did to get those.
Give me one sec. I'll be right there.
Um...
I'm sorry for what I said last night.
That was harsh.
No, I deserved it.
I can't be with him just for Otis.
I've known that for a while now.
I've just been scared of hurting him.
Or scared of what my mom would think.
Just scared. So thank you, kind of.
That feels weird, but I...
Your fuckery has clarified things for me.
Dylan and I are done so you can have him.
I don't want him.
I think I exorcised whatever demon that was, so...
Are you okay?
My dad was having an affair.
What?
Yeah, I kind of just figured it out.
It's a lot.
I just... It feels like I'm losing him.
Um...
All over again. Or, or...
The thought of him, you know.
Not that I have any right to judge him,
obviously, after what I've done, but, uh...
I-I'm sorry. You're the last person
that I should be talking to about this.
No, no. It's okay.
There's no such thing as bad people.
That's what I like to think, at least.
- Just bad dubstep. - Oh, my God. No.
He showed you his dubstep?
It's so bad. But he's so sweet. He's very sweet.
- You mean hot? - Very hot.
But, you know... I mean, he's a little bit...
- Dumb? - Yeah.
It's bad. Really, really bad.
So gorgeous.
I cannot believe you guys grew up here.
- Yeah, we were lucky. - Yeah.
- We are. - Oh?
Okay, it's official.
Sunny's ghosting me. I think I scared her off.
No, you don't know that. Maybe she lost her phone.
- That is not a real thing. - Yes, it is.
Some people don't have phones with them all of the time.
Forget Sunny. This is about you.
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah.
You seem better.
I'm not.
But I am feeling better about not being better.
I thought I needed to do this weekend
to distract myself, but really, I...
I just needed you guys.
Oh.
Oh, it's Kyle.
- Hi, Kyle. - Hi, Kyle.
Hello.
Hey, it's Dr. Ramiro. Is now a good time?
- Uh, it depends. What you got? - Sorry we missed you on Friday.
I do have the results of your biopsy.
Unfortunately, it's not exactly the news we were hoping for.
Oh, okay.
I'd like you to come in this week, so we can...
Hi.
Why don't you stay a few more days, goose?
- I gotta get back. - Back for what?
Well, um, my lease is good for a year,
so I'm just gonna get a job until I figure out what to do.
That's very grown of you.
- Can I take you to the airport? - No, Mom. It's fine.
I can just call a cab.
Stay with your friends.
Can I take this?
Of course.
Thanks.
You'll call if you need anything.
I will.
Hi. Oh, it's both of you. Hi, guys.
I'm just about to head home. Are you guys okay?
Dad said you were destroying the family.
What? No. Okay. Um...
Can I talk to you guys for a second?
- Are you dying? - No, no.
Do you guys remember
when you first went to sleepaway camp?
- Yeah. - When you came home,
you were so much more yourselves and you were so independent.
Right? Which is a really good thing.
Okay...
This weekend has
sort of been like grown-up sleepaway camp for me.
Okay. But, Mom, can you tell us what's going on?
We'll talk more when I get home.
I want you both to know I love you so much.
And I would never do anything that would ever hurt you.
We know that, Mom.
How are you guys both so good? How?
Because we have you, duh.
That's really sweet.
And which one are you again?
Okay.
I'm kidding. I know.
I love you guys.
- Love you, Mom. - Love you. Bye.
- Shotgun. - Damn it.
Do you guys have everything you wanted out of your baskets?
- Don't smush your hat. - Oh, I would never.
Are you really gonna wear that hat anymore, Brooke?
I don't know. I don't see it.
Everybody in?
- Busy. I'm busy. - Sure.
Okay. I've been saving the best for last.
- Farewell toffee. - I don't want to leave.
- Thank you, baby. - I know.
But we cannot get sad.
That would defeat the purpose of the whole weekend.
This weekend was incredible. And I so needed it.
- I did too. - I miss you guys already.
- Me too. - Sorry.
I didn't get much sleep last night.
I don't know if I told you guys, but Jack and I, you know...
- What? What? - I knew it.
- While we were sleeping?
Wait, are you guys like dating now?
I don't know, I don't think so. No, no, no. I mean...
- You gonna do it again? - Did you like...?
Yes.
The ferry's docking.
- Love you. - Bye.
Wait, wait. I have an idea.
Same time next year?
- Yes. - Yes?
Yes, it works for me. Come here.
I'm putting it in my calendar right now. Mm.
- Tatum. - I'll move some things around.
- Wait. Where should we go? - Ooh, someplace warm.
- Greece? Should we...? - Screw it. I'll go to Greece.
I'll start working on the itinerary.
I like it, I like it.
We have to figure out what our group chat is gonna be.
Uh... Unsubscribe.
No, you're in, whether you like it or not! Sorry.
- That's... Good luck. - You're in.
- All right, bye guys. - Bye.
- Love you guys. - Mwah! Love you.
I swear. Come on.
- Excuse us. - Coming through.
Mm-hm.
- It's good, right? - It's a portal.
Straight back to the picnic tables
outside the drama building.
- You okay? - I'd be better
if I knew how it was with Jack.
- How many times? - Oh, my gosh, Tatum.
Was he as gentle as the first time?
Oh, my God.
We're different.
It was great.
Really? That's all I'm gonna get.
I should go make sure my grand kid's still alive.
Hey, sis.
I'm not gonna let us drift apart this time.
- I'm gonna call you tomorrow. - Okay. Sure.
No, I mean it. I'm here.
I know you are, sis.
- I'll catch you later. - Okay.
Hey, goose. You okay?
I think I just...
I think I just need my mom.
Whoa!
- Wha... Should I go get that? - It's you.
It's you.
No, um, I just... I didn't need it anymore.
What ar... What are you doing here?
I have a seminar in Boston.
- And I can't swim, so taking the ferry. - Oh, my God.
- Sorry if I freaked you out. - No. Did you? What do you mean?
I, um... I texted you to hang out, like, a lot.
Like a lot, a lot. Too much.
- Brooke, I lost my phone. - You did lose your phone.
Yeah. There's no Apple store on the island.
- You lost your phone? Okay. - It's gone.
Sorry. I meant to text you, but I didn't have a phone.
- Because you lost your phone. Wow. - Yeah.
Hey, great. I really thought I scared you off.
- No, but I am scared of you. - Me too.
Good to see you again.
- Okay. I'm gonna kiss you. - Yeah.
Yes, mama, I knew it. This makes so much sense.
Now I understand why you were so devastated
after the rock and roll football nonsense.
This whole time
you must have had feelings for me.
Oh, mama. You're not my type.
- Have a good day. - Bye.
I think I have a girlfriend.
- Wait. What? - Uh-huh. Look!
Hi! She's getting us some M&M's.
I need to slow down.
No. You know what? Never slow down.
- You are an inspiration, Brooke. - I am?
Yes, you are. You really are.
I think I'm gonna quit my job.
What?
Yeah.
I think I'm gonna start my own agency.
And I'm going to really need the support of my friends.
Wait. Are you kind of saying that we're friends?
- Well, yeah. - You did?
After what we survived this weekend?
Can I get your number now?
- All right, just slow down. - That's too fast.
- Okay. So there's a line. I see. Okay. - Yeah.
Caw-caw.
Okay. Your papa coming?
Hi. How goes it?
Can you, uh, sit down with me for a minute?
- Why? - Just for a minute.
Oh, you love your swing, don't you? There you go.
About, um, my biopsy.
The lump was benign.
But they found...
some suspicious cells forming behind it.
They caught it early, so that's good.
I wanted to tell you in person
so you wouldn't have to make that face alone.
Come here. Come here.
I think I'm gonna be okay.
Of course you are.
We're gonna be fine.
- Oh, I love this. - Me too.
I hate to say this because you're gonna quit
as soon as I compliment you, but these are fantastic.
Maybe I should become a photographer.
Seems like a step up from college dropout.
No honey, it's okay to not have a plan.
Are you having a stroke?
I hope not.
You know, when you were little, you used to hold my hand.
Anytime we went anywhere, you had to hold my hand.
And then one day, you just didn't.
You got big.
You walked a few steps in front of me instead.
This is really nice. Actually talking.
There's something I need to tell you about your dad.
I already know.
You do? How?
I'm an adult person in the world with eyes and ears.
- I've been so worried about telling you. - I know.
But when you keep stuff from me,
it makes it really hard to be close to you.
And you're all I have. You know?
I do.
Mm!
Oh!
No. Go away.
- I'll call her later. - It's fine.
Okay.
- Hey, Chels. - Hi. It's me.
I'm just checking in on you. Are you still alive?
And can you mail me leftovers?
Salmon doesn't mail very well, I don't think.
Oh, okay, but I swear Flat Stanley
mailed himself in a sandwich once,
and it turned out really well.
Um, listen, I just heard about an open spot
on Good Morning Boston.
It's next week.
What do you think? Should we book it?
Actually, I think I'm gonna stay on Nantucket.
Oh. Yeah.
- Uh... For how long? - I don't know, and that's okay.
I gotta go. I'm with Caroline.
Yeah. No. Absolutely go. I'm proud of you.
Hi. It's me again.
Sorry. I know it's been a minute.
I had some friends over for the weekend.
We danced, we ate, I cried. It wasn't perfect.
I burnt the tart. We overslept.
But it was exactly what I needed.
I thought I'd lost myself,
but my friends helped me find my way back.
Okay, more soon.
Recipes to follow. Love, Hollis.
Holly?
- What are you doing here? - I just stopped by the house.
I figured you were down here. Magic hour.
I'll see you back at home.
"Eruption." How about that?
Yes.
I think that is one.
- Um... - Hey.
I, uh...
I-I realized we didn't have each other's numbers.
- Oh. Uh-huh. - I figured we should,
just in case either of us felt like overthinking things,
even though we said we wouldn't.
- And I'm definitely not. - No, neither am I.
How about we start with dinner?
- Depends. What are you making? - I have a lot of leftovers.
Maybe we get Stubby's. What are the leftovers?
Well, I mean, there's poached salmon, delicious pizza.
- I have so much cheese. - Promising.
Truly, any kind of cheese.