Frank
Good night, son.
You get the light? Read to me.
Frank
Why would I do that?
Other kids' parents read to them at night.
Frank
Oh. Right, that's a... that's a thing. [Picks book off table] Uh... "The victorious strategist seeks battle after the victory has been won, while he who is destined to defeat first fights and seeks victory afterwards." Hmm.
Frank
Yes, we are, son. You're, um... probably a little young for this, but I'm gonna plant a seed here. Those rich, white, liberal parents at your school were once radicals. Rebels. Renegades. At some point, they fell in step with societal expectations and became robots. So when they look at us, loudmouthed, antiestablishment, unafraid to confront the power structures, they feel alive. So... we gotta take advantage of that. Right?
Mr. Gallagher, a word. Liam failed his exam today. He only got two out of ten questions correct.
I didn't understand the questions.
Frank
What kind of questions are we talking?
Basic word association. "Jennifer blanked the glue and finished her project." The choices were "applied," "kicked," or "sliced." Liam scribbled them out and wrote "sniffed."
Frank
Well, technically, it works. What else you got?
"The front door is to the foyer as the back door is to..." The choices were "sidewalk," "kitchen," "street." He wrote "penis."
Frank
How the hell would he know what a foyer is? What are we, the Rockefellers?
These questions are standardized across the private school curriculum...
Frank
To favor the students who understand the references. This is cultural bias. You'll put his face on your brochure, but you ignore his background.
I understand your concerns, Mr. Gallagher...
Frank
Great. What are you gonna do about them?
Have you guys ever experimented? Like in chemistry class?
No, not a chemistry experiment. But, like, you know... sexually?
Nope. You mean like rolling her over?
...
Frank
Gotta look sharp for my Employee of the Month portrait session. Just another rung up the ladder, boys. Dress for the job you want, not for the job you have.
Frank
Adeeb's not joining us?
CChuck
I'm- I'm sorry to say no. Um... Mr. Singh was let go yesterday.
Frank
Chuck, if I may, this is not easy for me. Adeeb was a dear friend as well as a colleague. He took a chance on me. In a way, he gave me a new life.
CChuck
He was first rate, all right. So you can understand that... though I am flattered... and yes, ready to step into his place, I do it with a heavy heart.
Frank
I'd thought it would be a while before I replaced him.
CChuck
Frank... you have the wrong idea.
Frank
Is that so? Well, if this is a... a move to corporate...
CChuck
I'm here to let you go, too.
Frank
What?
CChuck
Today is your last day.
Frank
I- I don't understand. I'm Employee of the Month. What did I do wrong?
CChuck
My gosh. Nothing. Nothing at all. You were the model employee. Corporate is shutting down the store. Half the stores in the country, actually. See, the Internet gutted us, like a... an alien popping out of our stomachs and eating our brains. I'm working my way across the country like the Angel of Death. And once I finish burying Spokane, there'll only be one man left to fire.
Frank
Who's that?
CChuck
Myself. I wish you luck, my friend.
Frank
Thank you, Chuck. But men like us... We land on our feet. We're diligent, dependable, honest. We got gumption, cando spirit. Temporary setback at best.
[Fiona is awoken by a bucket of water thrown on her by Ian]
No! I am not doing this with you again today. We are both fucking adults! Come on, I know you're pissed! I know you're pissed...
[Ian throws another bucket of water on her] Oh, fuck!
Think we should do something?
She survived prison. She can handle the Ice Bucket Challenge.
He's been icing her all week. Over a stupid church? Who cares?
So we shouldn't do anything?
Frank
Absolutely not. Squabbles between siblings are as old as time. Cain and Abel. Serena and Venus. George W. and Jeb. Hey, son, what do you say you, uh, iron some military creases into my suit jacket? Need sharp corners today. Daddy's got a big job interview. With Lumber Lot.
Thought you already worked at Lumber Lot.
Frank
No, that's Lumber Lawn and Lighting, Debs, an entirely separate and sub-par institution from whence I have parted ways.
Frank
I did not get fired.
Livestock's been fed and watered, sir. Permission to attend last day of school?
Jesus, Carl. Your involuntary detox program is stinking up the whole house. It smells like afterbirth down there.
I still need $3,527 for tuition.
Frank
Look at you! The managerial apple is falling close to the tree.
[Enters kitchen] Mornin'.
Frank
Let's go, Liam. Before he pours pathetic sauce all over us.
Have a good last day, Liam. Good luck at Lumber Lot, Frank.
Frank
No luck needed, Debs.
[Slumps to floor with head on forehead] Oh, God!
Jesus! Get it together, loser. No one wants to see a grown man ugly-cry in his underwear. Idiot!
Frank
Fucking unbelievable! That's what it is.
Frank
This United States of America. I played by the rules. I gave my life, my blood, sweat, and tears to that job. Paid my taxes...
Frank
Colored inside the lines. Didn't roll through the stop sign. And where did it get me? Up the ass, that's where. Right up the ole poop shoot. I was moving up in this world. And now? I'm a 50-something adult white male with a couple of years of college and managerial experience, and the only thing available to me is minimum wage! The system is fucked! Give me a shot of Jamie. And leave the bottle. The America we knew has ditched the party and turned the lights out, boys and girls. And left us white guys in the dark to fight each other over the few crumbs left behind by our masters. Am I right?!
AAkram
You think you're having a shit day, pal? I'm being deported next month. Been here 25 years. I was a translator in Iraq during the goddamn Desert Storm. Now they're kicking me out. Because of a fucking speeding ticket. I tried to flee up to Canada, but they stopped me at the border, wouldn't let me in, sent me back.
Frank
Wait, you're trying to get out of America?
Frank
Jesus, that's a piece of fucking cake.
AAkram
Yeah, maybe for a white guy.
Frank
[Extends hand for a handshake] Frank Gallagher.
Frank
Akram, my friend. This could be your lucky day.
Frank
Team, if I could have your attention. Thank you for being here this morning. I want you to know that just because you look like terrorists, doesn't mean you should be treated like 'em. Until America can distinguish between good brown people and bad brown people, it's my goal to get you all safely across the border into Canada. Shh, shh, shh. Discretion, right? You can all thank me later when a big bull moose is slurping an ice cold Molson right out of your butthole! Okay, not an alcohol and sex kind of a crowd.
I don't even wanna know what's going on here, Frank.
Frank
Entrepreneurship, Fiona.
Frank
Okay, here we go.
Frank
How are you?
GGrace
Can I get three Advair discs?
Frank
You bet. Bobby Junior'll be breathing easy in no time, Grace.
LLionel
And it's costing me half of what it costs down here?
Frank
Yes, sir.
LLionel
All right, give me three months' supply of Januvia, 100 tablets of Diovan, 10075 milligram pills of Praluent and you might as well throw in two EpiPens.
Frank
Jesus, all that's for you, Lionel?
LLionel
I'm a walking medical disaster, Frank.
Frank
Well, that's why God invented Canada. Okay, everybody, get your orders in. Now, I'm giving you all a low, low special introductory price. I can't be so generous with my fees next time. You ready, Mauricio?
Frank
Okay, you take a stool softener with all that Vicodin. You don't wanna end up dead on the can like Elvis.
FFatemeh
What's Canada like, Mr. Frank?
Frank
Well, it's wilderness as far as the eye can see. Filled with maple trees that have an endless supply of magical syrup in their trunks.
FFatemeh
I would like to try magical syrup.
Frank
You will, Fatemeh. You will also receive a pound of Canadian bacon, a pair of ice skates and a gift card to Tim Hortons as a welcome gift.
Frank
If you thought Lady Liberty had a lot to offer, wait till you see what the lumberjack country has in store for you. Health care for all, marriage equality for gays, legal hookers for the asking.
FFatemeh
I think I will enjoy Canada.
Frank
The Canucks can be a boring people, but every now and again, Mother Canada spits out a halfway decent talent like Bill Shatner, Celine Dion, um, Pamela Anderson, Justin Bieber.
FFatemeh
I would like to meet Justin Bieber.
Frank
Anything's possible. That's why Canada's called The New Land of the Free.
Frank
You guys actually do wear those hats. I thought that was only in cartoons.
RRCMP officer
So you 'fugees come here, pick up some Invokana, Advair, EpiPens, smuggle it back.
Frank
Hey, we're servants of a just cause, huh? Health care in the States rapes the elderly and the poor. Our way's the only way some grandpa's not gonna keel over from leukemia before his 90th birthday. Or a kid in some tenement doesn't stop breathing after a peanut butter sandwich.
RRCMP officer
Lot of cash. How much were you planning to buy?
Frank
Well... what do you say you just drop us right up here, you hold on to the stash for some Tim Hortons? No harm, no foul.
RRCMP officer
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, hey. I'm gonna pretend you didn't just attempt to bribe a member of Her Majesty's Royal Canadian Mounted Police.
Frank
How 'bout you pretend you didn't just arrest us? This poor homeless man needs asylum from the war-torn streets of Aleppo. The United States turned its back on him.
RRami
I'm a computational biologist at Loyola who overstayed my visa.
Frank
I'm soliciting empathy, Muhammad. Nobody likes a braggart.
RRami
It's Rami. Sounds nothing like Muhammad.
[The RCMP cruiser crashes into a moose knocking out both RCMP officers]
Frank
Ow! Ah! Jesus! Ah!
Frank
The fuck?! [Sticks head out of window to determine cause of accident] That, Mr. Computer Biology, was a gift from Allah. Let's go. Come on, come on, come on.
RRami
[Referring to officers] Wait. Are they dead?
Frank
Uh... Let's go.
RRami
I need to rest. I think I busted my knee.
Frank
It's not swollen enough to be busted. It's probably just bruised. And men on the battlefield don't let something like a little busted knee stop them. You want freedom? It doesn't come with R&R. Freedom means arms severed and legs blown off. Every soldier has the scars of battle.
RRami
We're not soldiers! We're fugitives. My wife and I just had a son. I was planning on getting settled in Montreal and then sending for them. And what if I die out here tonight and never see them again?
Frank
Well, if you died, you'd have the respect of your son. He'd be able to say that his dad did everything to give him a better life.
Frank
You may be an asshole and a know-it-all and a pain in the ass, but you're a hero to your family.
RRami
Thank you, Scout Master.
Frank
It's Frank. All right, you get some rest. I'll take the first watch.
[Ian is speaking to his fans all gathered in the family room]
It sucks when people use God as an excuse for their own hatred, and when it's your family, it's the worst. Look, I know you don't want to hurt your parents, but sometimes they forget. God creates us all in his own image. We gotta jog their memory. If they believe that God hates the same people as they do, well, they're creating God in their image.
GJGay Jesus fans
[In unison] That's right. That's right.
We all have a Holy Spirit. We're all holy. We're all divine...
[Walks into kitchen] I know. He's like a prophet. And he's super hot too. Like hot gay Jesus. [Walks back]
Frank
"Hot gay Jesus." Bet we can make money off of that.
Frank
Ring the right bell for the right causes, the guilt ridden pry open their wallets. It's Pavlovian. Righteousness is very marketable.
[Enters from backdoor] What's that all about?
Frank
Just a queer religious rebellion led by your gay brother. No biggie.
We all have the Trinity inside of us...
...
Reverend Murph, this is my sister Fiona.
MMurph
I'm super impressed, dude. The only way I can get that many people is if I offer free pizza.
No, it's just 'cause of that video.
MMurph
No. You got something, man. Bunch of folks who couldn't make it already messaged me about the next one.
I definitely can't fit more people in here than I did tonight.
MMurph
Would you feel weird about using our parish hall? No pressure. Just shoot me a text when you decide, I'll send you the address. Thanks for the beer. [He leaves]
Small. Quiet. I bought a chair. Your, fellowship thing seems to be doing well. First Gallagher to become famous for something other than larceny or assault.
Ha, yeah. It's... it's getting pretty out of hand. I got people showing up at my home, church place, work. I had to shut down my Facebook page.
So why not quit if you hate it so much?
I don't. Just... trying to manage it.
[Comes down stairs] She's back to flipping out again about military school. Says I can't go 'cause we're engaged.
Wait, you're actually engaged? I thought that was a joke.
I can't lose her. She's fun, hot, rich, hot. She loves me. No one's ever loved me this hard.
Do not marry her, okay? She is a fucking psycho.
Frank
Marry her. Hear me and heed me. Do not let that frothing piece of lady meat out of your sight. She has a trust fund. Get joint checking. And whatever you do, do not sign a prenup.
Frank
Son, I don't think I've articulated how impressed I am with your recent endeavors. I knew you were talented, but...
"The Church of Gay Jesus." Is this a jumbo shirt?
Frank
To reach the masses, you've got to embrace merchandising to take your brand to the next level. How about t-shirts proudly displaying your message?
Well, I- I don't have a church. And I'm not fuckin' Jesus.
Frank
Tongue in cheek, son. When you repurpose a- an iconic logo for the- the sake of kitsch, you present an ironic critique of American consumerism. And if that logo just happens to resemble a... giant, throbbing penis, what could be more counterculture?
It looks like a hot dog. And the lettering sucks.
Frank
Revolutions don't come wrapped in a cute ribbon. You want to bring down power structures? You want to get in the face of people who are peddling corroded ideals? You need a uniform that screams authenticity. We didn't pay Chinese factory orphans three cents an hour to make these. No, this is our living room. Our hands. Our sweat. Talk about grassroots.
I have a meeting tonight at Trinity and Life Evangelical. You can hawk your shit there, but everything you make has to go to Trevor's kids.
Frank
Come on! This is my retirement fund. Twenty percent. Thirty? Okay, 95 percent, and we appreciate your business.
Frank
Hi. I'm retiring. I'd like to start receiving my Social Security benefits.
CSCivil servant 1
Hmm. I'm sorry, Mr. Wessels. It says here you're already collecting your benefit.
Frank
What? How can that be? Are you suggesting someone has stolen my identity, committing fraud?
CSCivil servant 1
It's a possibility, yes.
Frank
Oh, my God.
...
Frank
I'm number nine. Sorry. I was in the bathroom. Prostate, you know. Size of a basketball. Hi. I'd like to start my benefits.
CSCivil servant 2
Um... Mr. Ramirez? It says here you're dead.
...
Frank
Uh, I'm-I'm number nine.
Frank
Can you... tell me what my benefits would be if I were to retire right now?
CSCivil servant 3
Of course. Um, Mr. Gallagher, it says here you only worked six weeks your entire life.
Frank
Well... if you mean a "formal job", yes, but I... I've had various enterprises that contributed significantly to the economy.
CSCivil servant 3
Mm-hmm. Well, as it stands, this will be your monthly benefit.
Frank
Three dollars and 42 cents? Gee. That's not a lot, is it?
Frank
A guy works his whole life.
Frank
I have investigated every possible retirement scenario, and they all lead to homelessness, hunger, despair, and decrepitude.
How's that any different than how you live right now, Frank?
Frank
It's as if we think the elderly are irrelevant, disposable. My own children have said they won't care for me in old age. What does tell you about the decline of Western civilization?
That you didn't raise any fools.
Frank
I believe that Alzheimer's is an evolutionary advantage that we've developed so we won't have to be aware of the depth of misery we face in our dotage. And yet... here I am... as loose as the day I was born.
Retirement is for rich people. My old man was at GM for 40 years. Six months short of retirement, the pension fund went tits up. Forty years and dick to show for it. But he got lucky.
Frank
How's that?
Well, he died on the line. Keeled over into the stamping machine. Got pressed into a rear fender for a Buick Skylark. Never even stopped the line.
Frank
How's that lucky?
Well, he didn't have to worry about retiring.