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Whoa. Your song is on TV!
Yeah. Apparently, Marty sold my song as a burger jingle,
and now I'm filthy-stinking rich.
The sweet stench of success.
- What is this? - You know, when Rose came
to my concert the night we met, I was playing this song.
This is what did it ... burgers?
It wasn't about burgers back then.
She probably would have liked this, though, right?
She would have loved it.
So, what are you gonna do with all the money?
I don't know.
We could go somewhere new.
- And let's bring Pearl. - What?
I don't know.
Past experiences have taught me that three is a crowd.
Steven, me and Pearl haven't gotten along that well
since, uh ... well, since I started dating your mother.
Aw, come on! We're all a big family.
It'll be great. Just you, me, Pearl, and don't forget mom.
- Ugh. - Huh?
Whoa!
Just bill it to my bank.
A hundred bucks? Gee, thanks!
I ... I mean...
maybe later.
Boo! You ruined the song!
Sorry, guys. Thanks for singing with us.
Don't worry about it, kiddo. It's always been this way.
Greg! You were awake.
Nothing's gonna fix this, is it?
Greg!
I'm sorry you had to be around me.
- Dad! - I shouldn't have come along.
No. This is exactly why I brought you.
Cherry man.
Ooh!
Look, if I were you, I'd hate me, too.
I don't hate you.
But I knew how you felt about Rose, and I stayed anyway.
- That wasn't the problem. - Then what was?
- She fell in love with you. - Well, you know Rose.
She always did what she wanted!
Hurray!
- Ricky: Le bill. - Ugh!
Why'd we even come? We could have done this at home.
I tried.
I'm surprised you remembered any of it.
What can I say? It's catchy.
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