Okay, honey, doorbell's installed.
- How's it sound? - Welcome to hell!
That is so cute!
Can you come in here and help me with this web?
Sorry, gotta fly.
I'm gonna do that one again when there's more people around.
Okay. So, you got to put that up on the hook
because the trick-or-treaters are gonna be here any minute.
I'm caught.
Don't pull. It's just gonna get...
worse.
- No, I can... - N... Stop moving.
I'm gonna get some scissors.
Hey, Jerry.
What's wrong?
When?
How?
Thank God you're back.
There's a real spider in here, and it's getting closer.
That was Jerry, my mom's husband.
- Is everything okay? - No.
- My mom's dead. - What?
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I can't believe Nana's gone.
If God really is an old white guy,
he's about to get an earful.
My God, Claire.
Mitchell.
Wait, can you...
- I think... - I don't know how to...
Help. Please help. Thank you.
All right.
Who are you supposed to be?
I'm Pr... I'm Prince Harry.
Does that mean Cam is...
Hear ye, hear ye,
presenting the Duchess of Sussex, Meghan...
No, no, no, no, no. That was for Pepper's party.
We're not doing that anymore. Go console your cousins.
- Hey. - Sweetie.
- Let me get in there. - Hang on.
- All right, get up. - I had the same issue with this.
- Just... - Okay, there it is.
Sweetie.
- Who needs a drink? - I do.
Okay, how are we gonna handle this?
You mean because the two most
emotionally complicated people on earth are facing the loss
of the most complicated relationship of their lives?
So... not an edible arrangement.
We just have to be there for them.
Whatever they need. I...
It just feels inappropriate
- being dressed like this. - Yeah.
I should be in something darker with a cap sleeve.
This is so surreal. I-I can't believe this.
I-I just talked to her right before she left.
She was so excited about her trip to Greenland
with her women's group.
Still no word on what happened?
No. Jerry called.
He said that she had a heart problem
she didn't want to talk about,
but we're still not sure if that's it.
He did promise to reach out as soon as he has some answers.
Well, we're here to support you in any way we can.
Yeah. Anything you need, anything at all, we're on it.
- Soup? - Tissues?
Try this meditation exercise.
Yeah, no, you guys are being so sweet. I just...
Yeah, but w-we cope with things
a little less touchy-feely and a little more...
- Irish. Yes. - Right. Right.
You know, have some drinks, tell some funny stories.
Do you remember the time Mom was so mad
because "Laverne and Shirley" moved to California?
Or, no, remember how she used to always
bring her own ice cubes to restaurants?
God, yes!
Remember when she got thrown out of Scientology?
Our mother is dead, Phil.
I-I thought we were...
Maybe you should just give us a little space?
- Yeah. Yeah, sure. Sure. - Of course. Yes. Sure.
You know, I don't know how we all feel about the afterlife,
but I myself would like to imagine Dede
surrounded by loved ones, hearing...
Welcome to hell!
- I'll disconnect that doorbell. - God.
Hey.
We were out trick-or-treating with the kids.
- Dad. - We left Joe with Manny,
and we came as soon as we heard.
So sorry.
- Come here, you two. Get in here. - Thanks, Dad.
Yeah. I know. You just have to... Yeah.
Look, I know that your mother and I had our differences,
but she was a good woman.
Yeah.
She...
Yeah, she had great legs.
Really? That's your tribute?
Of course not. She was very educated,
as she often told me.
She, um...
She...
I can't watch this.
It's like watching a fish panic at the bottom of a boat.
She... she gave you us, your wonderful children.
There you go. And for that I will always be grateful.
Yeah. We have so much to be grateful for.
She was a wonderful mother.
And I'm... I am so glad that I was able to tell her that
during our last call. And I didn't know it at the time,
but in a lot of ways, it was the perfect goodbye.
Do we know what happened?
Not yet, no. But you know what?
- I need to be around happy things... - Yeah.
cute kids in costumes trick-or-treating.
I'm gonna go hand out some Halloween candy.
- I'm good! Good, good! - I'm... I'm coming with you.
- I'm good. - We're good.
Nah.
You make plans,
the universe steps in and says "nope."
- Life is so unfair. - Damn right.
I just waited in a line around the block
for a hoagie everybody's talking about.
Then my ex-wife drops dead,
and I'm too sad to eat it.
I'll give it another hour.
I'm so sorry for your loss, Jay.
I don't know why I thought getting this out would help.
What is that?
Nana had these little statues of herself made.
They were her Christmas gift to each of us.
Now I feel better about my stupid well in Africa.
Hey. Hitting that candy pretty hard.
You didn't even take the wrapper off the last one.
I'm sad. Shut up.
I heard that if you die on Halloween,
you come back as a zombie.
I can see that.
Nana would be all,
"Braaainnssss!
Nope. Braaainnsss!"
Uch!
I just remember Nana...
when we were little, she would...
She would...
My God! What is wrong with you two?
- What? - Our grandmother just died.
Luke's over here making tasteless jokes,
and you're stuffing your face. Show some respect!
I am so sorry, what happened to your grandmother.
She was a wonderful woman.
Thank you, Gloria.
Finally, someone with a normal reaction.
Didn't Nana try to strangle you three times?
Yeah, but one of those times,
I was able to see again my favorite abuela
for one second.
So I really should thank Dede.
Anyways, any issues that your grandmother had with me,
they're behind her.
She's at peace. She's living in a better place.
What the hell is that?
Pretty lifelike, right? Christmas gift from Nana.
It's very cute.
But it's amazing how her eyes are...
are following me wherever I go!
I know that this is going to sound crazy,
but I have always worried that when Dede died,
she was going to come back and haunt me.
Maybe it's because she whispered it to me at my wedding.
Happy Halloween.
Cute. You okay?
Yeah, I was just thinking about
this great Halloween with Mom.
I wasn't really fitting in in high school,
so Mom took me to go get ice cream
at this place I-in West Hollywood.
And the parade was going on.
And before that, I had never been to a gay event.
Trick or treat!
Here you go. Happy Halloween.
The thing is,
she didn't force me to talk about it.
She just let it be. You know?
And I-I think that that was her way of saying
that she was okay with me.
I remember once Mom told me
that I ate ice cream like a prostitute.
Ugghh, come on.
Wh-Why haven't we heard anything yet
about what happened to her? This is ridiculous!
I know. It's bad enough we lost our mom.
Now we just have to sit here expecting the worst.
Heyyy.
Heard some raised voices,
- just making... - Where have you guys been?
Yeah, I don't know if you've noticed,
but we're kind of going through something today.
Well, you s-said you wanted some space,
- so we were giving you... - So now you're gonna logic us to death?
Yeah, yeah, 'cause that's what we need right now.
I am totally confused
- about what we're supposed to do. - No. I have an idea.
Mitchell was just talking about a great memory he had
of Dede taking him for ice cream in West Hollywood.
We could go pick some up... it would be a perfect tribute.
That's great.
Plus, I don't know why, but there's...
there's something about the way Claire eats ice cream
that I just... enjoy.
I just wish I could remember the name of it.
- I'm on it. Anderson Scooper? - No.
Priscilla Queen of the Desserts?
- Mnh-mnh. - Sherbert and Ernie?
Mnh-mnh. It was something very specific.
West Hollywood Ice Cream Shop?
- That's it. Let's go. - This can't be happening.
Aw, Jay, it's a hard day.
Tell me.
I put a sandwich in there with my name on it
10 minutes ago, and now it's missing.
- Who the hell took it? - Really? On a day like today,
you can get this worked up over a sandwich?
Come here.
Yeah. Hey. It's okay.
You're smelling us.
I smell guilt and pickles.
Aah!
Sorry, fireman habit.
Your mom said you were up here.
You're the best boyfriend.
That's her?
Yep.
People said she was difficult,
but she was an amazing woman
who didn't conform to anyone's idea
of who she should be.
There are a lot of photos of her being escorted out of places.
Yeah.
Well, it must feel good to know that...
I mean not good. Everything must feel bad.
I'm sorry. I'm bad at this whole death thing.
And I see a lot of it at work.
I mean, nobody ever feeds the station goldfish.
It's not just hard for you.
My brother can't stop cracking jokes,
my sister's eating like a bear about to hibernate,
and meanwhile, I'm just sitting here thinking,
"Wow, you're here one second, and then poof...
you're not."
I know how sad you must be.
Take off your shirt.
- What? - Fine.
- I'll run things. - Wow.
Okay, very funny!
Who did this?
Santa Marí­a, Madre de Dios, ruega por nosotros pecadores.
Santa Marí­a, Madre de Dios, ruega por nosotros pecadores,
ahora y en la hora... Aah!
Santa María, Madre de Dios, ruega por nosotros pecadores,
ahora y en la hora de nuestra muerte. Amen.
Hey, I haven't seen Alex since she yelled at us.
Is she okay up there?
Now that I think about it,
it did sound like she was crying a minute ago.
We should check on her. This is classic Alex.
She's criticizing how we're processing Nana's death
because she doesn't know what to do with her own feelings.
Meanwhile, she's taking it harder than anybody.
- Aah! Get out! - That's not good.
Do you remember when, um,
she wouldn't pay for my voice lessons
because she said she wanted to save the money
in case I ended up with Dad's nose?
You know, we... we could stick to nice stories today.
Mom was a real person. She was flawed.
She made me wear pants to prom.
She said it would "slow down"
whatever mistake I was about to make.
Well, I guess I never brought out that side of her.
Or maybe you just let her get away with everything.
- I... - Trick or treat!
Happy Halloween!
What are you... What are you supposed to be?
I was gonna go as a unicorn...
but then I decided to be pajama girl.
That was two weeks of sewing well spent.
Well, kids don't always appreciate
what moms do for them.
Moms can be controlling.
Well, sometimes moms don't want
their daughters to embarrass themselves.
Embarrass?
Like throwing a surprise moon goddess party
for their daughter's first period?
It was a celebration of your womanhood!
Every year I say I'm not coming back to this house.
Okay. Just today... God.
Just... Just today, could you not harp
on how awful Mom was to you?
She would have done anything for us!
Mitchell, just because Mom is dead doesn't make her a saint!
- Hey. - What?
You're scaring the kids.
What is wrong with me?
Nothing is wrong with you.
You're just a freak that gets turned on by tragedies.
My God. Is that why I'm dating a firefighter?
I hope I'm more to you than that, babe.
By the way, there was a plane crash in Tustin.
You know, there's a deep psycho-spiritual connection
between sex and death.
Look at Freud. Thanatos, Eros...
locked in an eternal struggle.
How do you know any of those words?
I don't know. Maybe I remembered something from school somehow.
They say everything you've ever heard
is locked in your brain somewhere. Another fun fact...
your brain burns 20% of the calories you consume.
My burrito!
Another one?
My God.
I think your brain is finally working
because, for the first time ever,
you're not starving yourself.
That is a credible hypothesis.
Eating, are we?
You didn't happen to grab an Italian hero
out of the fridge, did you?
Nope, but that sounds delicious.
I'd go to town on an Italian hero right now.
That's funny, 'cause Alex just finished...
I will rip your tongue out.
My gosh.
What was I thinking coming to West Hollywood
on Halloween night?
Hey.
Give the horn a rest. The parade's going by.
- You're gonna be sitting here a while. - Sorry, Officer.
I don't get down to this part of town that often.
That's... That's not a real cop, right?
No.
You know, I'm impressed you're still wearing that dress.
Well, I'm wearing two pair of Spanx
and was on a diuretic for 48 hours. As we say where I'm from,
you don't teach your dog to play the banjo
and then skip the talent show.
Man.
This ice cream is gonna melt.
Well, grab a spoon.
- Somebody should enjoy it. - Yeah.
You know, we've been so focused on Mitchell and Claire,
I haven't had a chance to really...
Yeah. I know.
First time I met her, she threatened to murder me
if I ever made her son unhappy.
Went into pretty graphic detail...
described how she'd get rid of my body and everything.
I was like, "Wow,
this woman will never trust me."
That's so her.
Then one time, she overheard me talking
about drinking dandelion wine with my... with my grandma.
She went over to the kitchen cabinet
and pulled out a bottle.
Apparently, she had an aunt that taught her how to make it.
And we sat there at the kitchen table
drinking and swapping stories
about growing up in the boondocks.
The wine made me go blind for a bit, but...
I'll never forget her voice,
slurring in the darkness,
telling me she understood why Mitchell loved me.
I remember dropping Haley off at school
for the first time.
Her staring at me with those giant eyes,
her lips quivering, crying for me to stay.
And I...
I told her everything is gonna be all right,
and then I stagger back to my car and I start crying.
Gosh.
And you know who was there waiting for me?
Well, if it's not Dede,
it's kind of a touching but pointless story.
It was Dede.
She knew it was gonna be a hard day for me.
I can't believe she's gone.
I'm gonna miss her.
Me too.
- To Dede. - To Dede.
Aah!
Okay, you want to talk? Let's talk.
I know that you never liked me.
And I was always nice.
Okay, fine, one time,
I did use your toothbrush on Stella.
But mostly I admired you for raising
such wonderful children and for helping make Jay
the amazing man that I fell in love with.
I guess I never thanked you for all of that.
So, if you can hear me now,
thank you.
And can you please tell Rosa Garcia
to stop haunting me, too?
And Marta Blanco,
Marisol Gutierrez, and Cecila Matos?
Gracias.
Look, I'm sorry.
I think I've been trying to make Mom into the bad guy.
It's not gonna make it any easier.
That's not it. I... I just feel so guilty.
Why?
Because sometimes,
I was as mean to Mom as she was to me.
She was just hard on you
because sh-she believed in you so much.
Why do you always have to defend her?
Because I loved her! I...
I can't believe I'm saying that in the past tense.
I... I'm sorry that I had a better relationship with her.
And I'm... I'm sorry that it bothered you, okay?
You have a better relationship with Dad,
and I know he loves me just as much.
Yeah, and when Dad dies,
he's gonna leave knowing how much I loved him.
I'm not sure Mom knew that.
Of course she did.
Really?
Because unlike you, the last time I talked to her,
we got in a huge fight.
You get to remember telling her you loved her and laughing,
and I get to remember getting in some stupid argument
about a Facebook post.
The one where she said putting eucalyptus oils
on the soles of your feet is a natural birth control?
Yes. Yes.
That's the one. And you have
a 12-year-old daughter who reads those posts...
you might want to tell her that's not science.
Okay, okay, remember that last amazing conversation
- I had with Mom? - For God's sakes.
I'm sorry, but there's no other way to describe it, okay?
She told me about your fight, and she...
she told me how upset she was.
She... She said she was gonna call you to apologize.
My God.
She left me a voicemail a couple days ago,
but I was saving it till the next time
I had to yell at somebody at work.
Okay.
Hey, honey. It's Mom.
I just want to apologize.
I should not have lost my temper.
Shaman Phoenix Feather's family-planning advice
may not be for everyone,
and you just want to keep your daughters safe.
I get it.
I have a daughter of my own,
and I know how much she means to me.
Anyway, I'm sorry. I love you, and I always will.
I love you, too, Mom.
Also, I saw your new photo on social media.
Are you part of some protest
where you're not allowed to wash your hair?
Or are you just trying to be...
I'm gonna listen to that later.
- Weird hearing her voice. - Daddy.
You already know this, but I want to say it again.
We both love you so much.
Yeah. And I know we've... we've had our ups and downs,
but I've loved being your son.
Are you...
buttering me up 'cause you ate my sandwich?
What is wrong with you?
Seriously. What is this obsession with a sandwich?
I waited in line!
I was thinking about it for months!
You know who would get this?
Dede. That woman appreciated a good sandwich.
And she made the best ones, you know,
when we were first married.
In that little house in the valley.
And we didn't have any money,
but she would go miles out of her way
to get the bread with the crunchy crust
from that French bakery.
It was hard on the outside, soft and warm on the inside,
and she'd say, "That's just like you, Jay."
She was nice to me back then.
Yeah.
It's funny,
I happened to drive past there a while ago.
That bakery's not there anymore.
And damn if I wasn't depressed for a week.
You know, I didn't realize...
how much it meant to me
till it was gone, you know?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Look at that beautiful family moment.
Yeah, look right at it.
I asked myself, "What would Nana want today?"
She'd want me to mess with Gloria.
Also, I ate Grandpa's sandwich.
God. Jerry forwarded me an e-mail
from Mom's women's group.
I-I-I can't even read it.
- You do it. I... - Okay.
Um..."Our sincere condolences on the loss of your loved one, Dede."
- What happened to Mom? - Let's see.
"On the third night, Dede wandered away from the group
and encountered a pack of starving timberwolves."
- My God. - My God, Mom.
"As you know, Dede long believed
she could comunicate with animals,
so using a mix of howls and barks she convinced them
to seek food elsewhere." Guess that wasn't that. Let's see.
"Later she ignored that thin ice sign and plunged..."
Hang on, saved by one of the wolves.
"She deeply
offended a tribe of inuits by interrupting a secret dagger...
She briefly swallowed..." Here it is!
"On the trip's final morning, Dede was found in her room.
She had apparently passed peacefully in her sleep
as a smile graced her face
and her hands clutched 10 pages of sugestions for the hotel staff."
- That is so Mom. - Easy.
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