No.

They'll know something's up.

I'm not ready to talk to them yet about this.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Try to be straight for one more brunch.

What the fuck is going on?

Where are Mitch and the kids?

Dad, you're gay?

Bud called.

When were you planning on telling us?

I just wanted one last normal brunch.

Is someone going to start explaining what's going on?

Ask your father.

Dad!

Well, girls, it, um, it, uh, it kind of is what it is.

Great talk, Dad.

Oh, please, sit down.

I mean, if I found out you were being indicted, I would have said, sure, but this?

Oh, my God, what am I going to tell my kids?

Why don't you start with, do you know where poop comes from?

Oh.

How am I in trouble right now?

Sorry, Dad.

Look, I'm sorry you had to find out this way, and I know it's a shock, but honestly, it was killing me.

Oh, Mom.

This is why I didn't want to talk about it either.

I didn't want to fall apart in front of you.

No, it's okay, Mom.

It's a fall apart kind of a thing.

Daddy.

Hmm?

I'll come talk to you in a little bit, okay?

Oh.

Mom, we're going to get you through this, okay?

We're going to find you people to talk to, people who understand exactly what you're going through.

There's a group for wives of husbands who've turned gay in their 70s.

Mom, we'll go to Palm Springs for the weekend.

Oh, there is definitely a group there, Mom.

Well, we could play tennis, and we'll go to the movies, and...

I can't play, and I...

I'm just trying to keep my coffee down.

Mom, what can we do for you?

Nothing.

Nothing.

How about a Valium?

Okay, Mom.