♪ men. ♪
(heavy breathing)
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Sorry.
It's okay, alan.
I don't have to have an orgasm every time we make love.
I did my best.
It's just that my sinuses are a little blocked
And I needed my mouth for breathing.
Don't worry about it. You were great.
"a" for effort.
Yeah, but on my report card
It's still going to say "incomplete."
Don't dwell on that.
Let's just enjoy being together.
I am enjoying it.
Whoa. Thirsty.
I need to tell you something.
Uh-huh.
I think I love you, Alan Harper.
(gasps)
(coughs)
Did it go down the wrong way?
Yeah, that seems to be the theme of the evening.
(coughs)
Are you going to leave me hanging?
You said it was okay. You told me to stop.
You know what I mean.
I just told you I love you.
Oh, oh, that.
Oh, well, you know, it goes without saying
that I feel the same way.
Then say it.
(scoffs) Okay.
(high-pitched): I love you, Lyndsey.
Why?
What do you love about me?
Oh, well, what's not to love?
You know, you're-you're beautiful and-and-and
strong and smart and sexy.
Uh-huh.
Uh, confident,
um, loyal, thrifty.
Clean.
Yeah?
Persistent.
Well, why do you love me?
I don't know, I just do.
That's not fair.
Why did I get the essay question?
I think you should move in.
(choking)
You want me to move in here?
Why not?
We love each other.
Plus, our sons get along.
They can walk to school from here,
Jake's mom lives just down the street,
and there's plenty of room for him on weekends.
Sounds like you've been giving this a lot of thought.
I have.
Is that why I got an incomplete,
'cause you were distracted?
No.
Oh.
Can you think of any reasons why we shouldn't live together?
Uh, no, not off the top of my head.
Which you were staring at for quite a while.
(nervous chuckle)
Look, I don't want to back you into a corner.
Why don't you think about it.
Yeah, yeah, why don't I sit with it for a day or two.
And you can think about why you love me.
Okay.
Mm.
Oh, I guess I should be getting home soon.
If you lived here, you'd be home already.
That's true.
That's funny-- I always see those signs on the freeway,
"If you lived here, you'd be home already""
And, you know, I can't help but think,
if I lived there, I'd have a big sign outside my window
ruining my perfectly good view of the freeway.
And if you lived next to the freeway,
you wouldn't be getting this.
Mmm, mmm, hang on.
Let's just wet the ol' whistle.
My mouth. I'm talking about mouth.
♪ Men, men, men, men, manly men, men, men ♪
♪ Ah. ♪ ♪ Men. ♪ ♪ Men. ♪
♪ Two and a Half Men 8x02 ♪ A Bottle of Wine and a Jackhammer Original Air Date on September 27, 2010
Yeah, hi.
I'm watching your commercial, Cash for Gold,
and you just showed a woman
selling her wedding ring for $500.
No, I don't want to sell gold.
I want to meet that woman.
She's hot
and we know her marriage isn't working out.
Hey.
Call you back.
You got any gold in your teeth?
A little. Why?
Just thinking.
Lyndsey told me she loves me tonight.
Really? What'd you say?
What could I say? "I love you, too."
Do you love her?
Yeah, sure.
What's not to love?
Oh, I don't know.
Her mood swings, her idiot teenage son
and the fact that you need a muscle relaxer,
a bottle of wine and a jackhammer to get her off.
Hey, I told you about that in confidence.
Who else is here?
The same two people know.
All right, well, let's keep it that way.
She also said she wants me to move in with her.
Is that forever or just till you get her off?
Charlie...
You're right, you're right, you're right,
that's a distinction without a difference.
Are you listening to me?
Lyndsey said she wants me to move out of here
and in with her.
Oh, you were serious.
Well, that's great. Congratulations.
When are you leaving?
I don't know.
I told her I'd think about it.
What's to think about?
She's a terrific gal and she can make you happy.
But you just said...
Oh, please, that was just me crackin' wise.
Everybody's got a little baggage.
I drink and try to mouth kiss hookers.
You, you're cheap, annoying and no one likes you.
Lyndsey likes me.
Which is why you should move in with her.
But this is my home, I'm comfortable here.
No, no, no, no, this is my home...
...and before you moved into it, I was comfortable here.
Now, now, you always say that, but you don't mean it.
Yes, I do.
Why won't you ever believe me?
Come on, after all these years,
you're saying you wouldn't miss me if I was gone?
I'm saying I'd very much like the chance to find out.
Please, Alan, give me that chance.
No, I don't think so.
My relationship with Lyndsey is fine the way it is.
I can come and go as I please, I have my own space...
No, no, no, no, no, you have my space.
Also a distinction without a difference.
So that's it? You're not leaving?
Like I said, I'm comfortable here.
Comfortable, huh?
Okay, my path is clear.
Oh.
I can grow tomatoes upside down.
♪ Men. ♪
(knocking on door)
Hey, you awake?
No, I can keep going.
Alan. Alan.
Oh, hi.
What's up?
I need a favor.
Okay, sure. What is it?
I got this girl upstairs
and I need you to take care of her bird.
Okay, when you say "bird,"
what exactly is it you're referring to?
Get your mind out of the gutter.
Her bird.
Here.
Guess what his name is.
Mothra?
Larry.
Larry Bird?
Get it?
Chick's from Boston.
Anyway, I'd put him in the living room,
but Larry didn't like to be alone.
Oh. Okay, I guess.
Thanks.
Oh, yeah, don't put your hands near his face.
And if you get up to pee,
make sure you close the bathroom door.
Why?
I don't know, he's got this thing about penises.
He thinks they're big worms.
Or L.A. Lakers. Good night.
(squawks) Spank me!
What?
I'm a bad girl, spank me!
Oh, for God's sake.
Too big, too big.
All right, all right, Larry, go to sleep.
That's it, baby. Oh, yeah.
You're the best.
(urinating)
(squawking)
(Alan screams)
Not a worm! Not a worm!
♪ Men. ♪
(laughing)
And let me tell ya,
it wasn't easy finding a hooker with a big bird.
Snakes, no problem. They all got snakes.
Shh, shh, shh, here he comes.
Thanks again for watching Larry.
I'd say bite me, but that's been taken care of.
Hey, I'm sorry if that made you uncomfortable,
but from time to time, I do entertain women in this house.
That thing tried to re-circumcise me.
Maybe that's why they call it a cockatoo.
I know what you're doing, and it's not gonna work.
What ever are you talking about?
I tell you I'm not moving in with Lyndsey
'cause I'm comfortable here, and three hours later
you put a giant penis-eating parrot in my room.
And you think there's a connection?
(mocking tone): Yes, I think there's a connection.
Damn it.
How do you get a guy to leave your house
who doesn't want to go?
Tell him you missed your period and you're out of pot.
Always worked for me.
♪ Men. ♪
CHARLIE: Hey, Alan, how are you with the jumble?
Charlie?
What are you doing in here?
Right now, the jumble.
O-L-C-U-D?
Cloud!
Cloud. Thank you.
What are you doing in my bathroom?!
Not much yet, but I have high hopes.
Come on, Charlie, this is ridiculous.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Am I making you uncomfortable?
Not enough to make me move in with Lyndsey.
Okay.
How about now?
♪ Men. ♪
All right, bottom line, what would it take
to make you want to move in with Lyndsey?
For the last time, there is no conceivable circumstance
where I would entertain leaving Malibu
and moving in with Lyndsey.
(doorbell rings)
Next time you drop the soap in the shower,
I'm gonna forget you're my brother.
Jake, your father's here!
Hello, Alan.
Charlie. How's it going?
Great.
Did you hear Lyndsey MacElroy
invited Alan to move in with her?
What?
She lives right down the street.
I know. You and Alan would be neighbors.
Cool, huh? Now, hang on.
I didn't say I was gonna do it.
You bet your ass you're not gonna do it.
I will not have my ex-husband living down the street from me.
So you're saying it would make you uncomfortable?
Uncomfortable?
It would drive me crazy.
Jake, damn it, get a move on!
I'm moving in with Lyndsey.
♪ Men. ♪
How's the pizza?
Awesome. JAKE: Great.
It's a new takeout place.
A little more expensive,
but it's worth it.
LYNDSEY: And for dessert, we have red velvet cupcakes.
Oh, man, those are my favorite.
Hang on, Eldridge.
Something's wrong here.
Are you sending us to military school?
No.
Of course not. Why would you think that?
I don't know.
16 years of bargain pizza with fake cheese
and Sam's Club vanilla wafers for dessert?
I don't want to go to military school.
No one's going to military school.
But there is, uh, something we wanted to talk to you about.
Here it comes.
Relax, it's good news.
Alan.
All right, uh, as you both know,
uh, Lyndsey and I have been dating now for six months.
Oh, man, did he knock you up?
No.
Just be quiet and listen.
Anyway, uh, we've both grown
very fond of each other during that time.
You are using protection, right?
That's none of your business,
but I'm glad you're paying attention in health class.
Uh, but what I'm trying to say
is that Lyndsey and I
have decided
to live together.
I don't think Uncle Charlie's gonna like that.
He's never been real pleased that you and I moved in.
Uh, no, no, no.
We're going to live at Lyndsey's and Eldridge's house.
But I stay here, right?
No. When you're not at your mom's,
you'll be with us.
So, I'm losing my weekend beach house?
Yeah, but you're gaining a whole family.
I'd rather have a weekend beach house.
Do I have to share my bathroom with him?
Eldridge.
What's wrong with sharing a bathroom with me?
I like my privacy.
Yeah, we all know what that's about.
Jake!
You're Mr. Whack-a-Mole, not me.
Yeah, well, at least I don't watch gay porn.
That was a total accident!
I don't want to live with him.
Well, you don't have to worry about it, 'cause I'm not going.
Guys, guys, come on. No!
Forget it. I mean, it's bad enough
you're sleeping with this loser.
Eldridge!
Are you calling my dad a loser?
You call him a loser all the time.
He's my dad, I'm allowed.
Uh, well, Jake, technically you're not allowed.
Is it okay for me to call your mom what you call her?
What do you call me? ALAN: Okay,
we've gotten off track here.
(chuckles)
Uh, who's ready for cupcakes?
Screw you and your cupcakes.
Yeah.
I'll just, uh, take one for later.
♪ Happy days are here again ♪
♪ The skies above are clear again ♪
♪ I'm getting rid of the queer again ♪
♪ Happy days are here again ♪
Hey.
Hey there. Ho there.
What are you doing?
Just thought I'd help you
get a jump on the packing.
Oh, oh.
Well, you can unpack, 'cause I'm not leaving.
What?
No.
The boys just won't go along with it.
You're giving those two morons a vote?
It's too traumatic.
You know, turning their lives upside down.
So? Let them be traumatized.
That's the trouble with kids these days, not enough trauma.
Charlie, I'm sorry.
I know you were looking forward to having the house
back to yourself, but it's just not gonna happen.
Oh, it's gonna happen.
As God is my witness, and by all that's holy, it's gonna happen.
Amen.
Keep packing.
(sighs)
He couldn't spell "miscellaneous"?
It's my life and my house.
I don't need your permission.
I don't care!
I'll just go live with Dad and Stephanie!
Oh, won't that be nice.
You'll be reunited with your old babysitter.
Excuse us. Walk.
Dude. Don't "dude" me.
I'm in no mood for "dude." Ow, ow, ow, ow.
Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.
(turns off TV)
Dude.
Don't "dude" him, dude.
All right, what's this I hear
about you guys not wanting to live together?
I want my privacy and... I like it here. I mean, come on...
It was a rhetorical question!
I don't give a rat's ass!
Now, the happiness of your parents is at stake here.
So we're gonna reason this out like adults,
in the interest of all involved.
Here's $500.
Split it up any way you want.
Nice. Whoa.
And that's just a down payment.
There's extra hundred in it for every month
you keep my brother out of my house.
$100 a month?
That's, like, $1,000 a year.
Almost.
Do we have a deal?
Deal. Deal.
Great.
I should write a book on parenting.
How are we supposed to split this?
I don't know, dude.
No matter how I figure it, there's gonna be one left over.
♪ Men. ♪
(piano playing "Hit The Road Jack")
♪ Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back ♪
♪ No more, no more, no more, no more ♪
♪ Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more. ♪
Okay, we're leaving.
What you say?
I said we're all packed and we're leaving.
I know, I know. I heard you.
I just never get tired of hearing it.
Jake, say good-bye to your uncle.
Bye.
That's it? After all these years?
Um, I had a good time here.
Who wouldn't?
It's a beach house in Malibu.
That's what I told him.
So I guess I'll see you at your high school graduation.
(chuckles): Good one.
I'll meet you at Lyndsey's.
Drive safe.
(inhales deeply)
Well, here we are.
Final good-bye.
One can only hope.
Come here.
You've been a good brother.
You were here when I needed you,
and I will be forever in your debt.
So, it's official, you're never paying me back.
Boy, we had some great times
in this old place.
You're walking the wrong way, Alan.
(chuckles)
Remember when you set us up with those two
hot soap opera actresses, and then we both got the flu?
(laughs)
Soap opera actresses...
(harp plays)
Nope. Doesn't ring a bell.
Drive carefully.
Oh, come on.
Um, how about when you found me handcuffed to my bed
wearing a bustier and fishnet stockings?
(harp plays)
Sorry. Blanking on that, too.
Well, yeah, but-but you got to remember when we did the...
Alan, Alan, Alan, let me save you some trouble.
My past is divided between things I can't remember
and things I don't want to remember.
And you're both.
Right.
Then, uh, wish me luck.
You don't need luck.
You guys were meant for each other.
In fact, let me start you off on the right foot.
Here's a hundred bucks.
Stop by the liquor store on the way
to your new home, pick up a bottle
of champagne to celebrate with Lyndsey.
(chuckles): A hundred bucks?
For that kind of cash, I could get a very decent bottle
of Chardonnay and still have some walking around money.
Get the champagne, Alan.
Right. It's your money. (chuckles)
Exactly.
We end as we began.
All right, so, uh, I guess I'll call you.
Yeah.
Make sure you leave a message.
(laughs)
See, that's what I'm gonna miss.
Th-the banter, the good-natured ribbing, the...
(sighs)
I admit I had my doubts, Lord.
But you have delivered me unto the promised land.
You're right, I should change the locks.
That's why you're the Lord.
♪ Men. ♪
Boy, I didn't even realize they made wine in Oklahoma.
That'll be $8.49.
Mm. Here you are.
That's a hundred-dollar bill.
You owe me $91.51.
Alan?
Melissa?
What a coincidence.
Yeah! How have you been?
Okay. You?
Fine. (chuckles)
How's Jake?
Oh, uh, he's good.
Charlie?
Ah, same old.
(both laugh) You look great.
You, too. Gorgeous.
Aw, thanks.
(both chuckle)
I've missed you.
I've missed you, too.
So, seeing anybody?
Nope. You?
No.
♪ Men. ♪
Must be real important
for you to call me out in the middle of the night like this.
You're doing God's work.
Excuse me, pardon me.
Alan? I'll explain later.
Hey, Charlie.
Hey.
Don't worry, I'm still moving in with Lyndsey.
This will just be my pied-à-terre.
Uh, that's French for "love shack."
Okay, that's it. Let me speak to your supervisor.
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