21. Sleeper (第5季)【完整台词】

Yeah honey, Mitchell helped me pick out the shirt.

You're gonna love it.

Oh, I wish I could pick you up some lip gloss, but we are already in the car! Okay, bye, honey.

Getting pretty good, huh? Yeah, but you were always good.

I'm just glad you stuck with it.

Seriously? What? It's playing itself.

Well, I didn't know.

You honestly thought that I just became a piano virtuoso, dad? You've known me my whole life.

Have you ever seen me take a lesson? I thought maybe you were self-taught.

Oh, I'm sorry.

You're right.

- Like when I taught myself to play the clarinet.

- Exactly.

I never played the clarinet.

Can we drop it? Let's go get an ice cream.

What about my lactose intolerance? Oh, I'm not loving this game.

This sucks.

My teacher gave me mononucleosis.

As a parent, I feel I should ask about this.

Slow down.

It's not like she gets that many tugs on the line.

It's for A.

P.

Bio.

We have to write a report about a disease, and I got the worst one.

This is a joke.

Actually, it's pretty serious.

Back in college, I caught mono from my roommate, Ling.

Served us right for fooling around.

Never share a flute, kids.

Hey, can you drop me off at the library? Sorry.

I'm meeting some friends at that coffee shop on Lake.

You mean the one next to the library? That's a library? I thought it was a church for a religion that didn't allow makeup.

When is the washing machine gonna get fixed? I'm wearing a swimsuit underneath my pants.

Everybody's gonna have clean clothes soon.

The repair guy's supposed to come today between 10:00 and 2:00.

Oh! Honey, can you be here for that? Can I sit around in an empty house and wait for someone? Baby, I'm a realtor.

I have a license for that.

- You sure you don't mind? - Go.

Run your errands.

It'll give me a chance to get started on these dishes.

Oh, good.

All right, come on, Luke.

All right.

See you guys later.

Oh.

More dishes than I thought.

That lasagna's gonna be a tough one.

Somebody's gonna need a scrub brush.

Hello? What? No way! June 10, 1988.

Carla Concannon and I spent the afternoon frolicking at the public pool.

Later, at her house, things got private while a 45 of carly Simon's "Nobody Does It Better" played.

It was my first time, her first time With me.

I always thought it'd be fun to own that 45.

When the record store finally called that morning, I ran right down so I wouldn't miss the repairman.

I had to have it.

It was the chance to relive those magical 3 minutes and 42 seconds, which was also the length of the song.

But then it dawned on me -- I was cheating on my wife with the red-hot memory of another woman.

I could not let Claire find out.

I had to destroy the evidence.

Luckily, I'm cool under pressure.

What?! No! When did he? Come on! There were a couple of snags, but I think I covered my tracks pretty well.

I'm so sorry it took so long to get you these clothes.

I left them in the back of my car and completely forgot about them.

Sounds familiar.

I was in the pharmacy for three minutes.

You had a cracked window and a juice box.

Let's retire that story.

Can I wear this for the family photo? Oh, honey, that's adorable, but, you know, Gloria wants us in jeans and a black t-shirt -- classic and casual.

And then maybe afterwards, we can stop by and change the scenery in a high-school play.

That is a really cute dress.

Oh, yeah, thank you.

Just got it yesterday.

Really? It reminds me of something I gave you six months ago.

Do you ever put her in the girls' hand-me-downs? - Oh, yeah.

All the time.

- Really? Because if my girls' old clothes aren't to your taste, I could always just give them to somebody else! Okay, calm down, Claire.

Your voice is getting to that pitch that disturbs our cat.

Hey.

Oh, my God.

You will not believe what dad just said.

- So, we're at the mall, right? - Mm-hmm.

And there's a piano there.

I sit down behind it.

- I start -- - Come on, Mitchell.

He's just not wired for compliments.

I'm sure your playing was great.

I don't play the piano.

I've never taken a lesson.

- Are you sure? - Oh, my God.

My own family doesn't even know me.

Mitchell, please.

Don't be so sensitive.

You don't see me pitching a fit because Cam is too much of a snob to use our hand-me-downs.

Sn-- I'm sorry -- snob? I will have you know I come from simple farm folk.

There is permanent dirt underneath these fingernails from working the soil.

Really? I had no idea that re-potting your orchids counted as "working the soil.

" Okay, they're in soil, are-- You know what? I don't want to talk about this.

- Mm-hmm.

- I don't need to listen to this.