Hey, Freddie texted me saying you guys had a fire.
Nice rods and rings.
If you like 'em, take 'em.
Already told my granddad and Spencer they were fake.
Why?
Cause Spencer thought I looked good,
then his chicken burst into flames.
And now I'm moving to Yakima.
So this fire is your fault.
Mrs. Benson, please.
Because of you, I had to stop right in the middle of rubbing
anti-tick lotion on Freddie.
Mom, I don't have ticks.
They hide in your leg hair.
I don't have leg hair.
Which worries me deeply.
I'm sorry. I was making dinner and it caught on fire.
Well, you're lucky no one got hurt.
- Anti-tick lotion? - It's precautionary.
You were right. Okay? I am irresponsible.
Carly should go live with you.
Spencer.
Well, I'm glad you see it my way, Spence.
You can come visit any time you like.
All right, fire's out. It's all clear.
How is the damage?
Nothing too bad.
This is some good chicken stir fry.
This is my last suitcase. I'm ready to ruin my life.
Look, I know you're upset, kiddo,
but once you smell that Yakima air,
you'll feel better.
Yes, the sweet smell of Yakima.
- Here. - What's this?
Everything you need to know about taking care of Carly.
I listed all of her allergies. The number for poison control.
She has allergies?
Yes. These are Carly's favorite foods,
drinks, soups and chowders.
Aren't soups and chowders the same thing?
No, there's a distinction.
Ah, this is her home work schedule
and the number for a good tutor
cause she's been having some trouble with science.
Oh, and these are the vitamins she needs to take every day.
I only give her the ones shaped like dinosaurs.
Why?
Dinosaurs are cool.
Oh, and she's really into drinking coffee.
I always give her decaf without telling her.
- What? - Nothing.
Keep it.
Thank you, Spencer. This is, uh... impressive.
Wow. Thanks.
So... this is it.
This is it.
Be strong, Freddie.
So... who's going to take the blame
when I put live lobsters in the trunk
of Miss Briggs' car?
Will you at least try to stay out of trouble?
Nope.
Well, we should go. Long drive, lots of traffic.
Okay, well, I guess-
No!
Freddie, leg go of my legs.
I got him.
[crying]
Sorry. Lost my cool for a sec there.
You can't lose what you never had.
'Kay, let's go.
Aren't you going to say goodbye to Spencer?
We already did before you came up.
Okay, then.
Will you guys come down to the lobby with me?
- Sure. - Of course.
[dinging]
Ah, man.
Wait!
[phone ringing]
Hello. No, Freddie's not here, Mrs. Benson.
I don't know when I grew leg hair.
I gotta go!
Wait!
Wah! More people!
[groaning]
Okay, he car's right out front.
Oh, young man, would you mind getting
- the rest of the luggage? - Hey, wait!
You forgot this.
What's that?
My asthma inhaler.
I haven't had an asthma attack since I was seven.
Well, yeah, but, you know... you never know.
Why did you keep that all these years?
In case she needed it.
I'm not gonna need it.
Take it.
Just in case.
Nah, I'm not gonna need this.
Look, asthma's tricky.
I'm not gonna need this,
because I want Carly to stay here with you.
- Are you serious? - Really?
[audience cheering]
[crying]
Thank you. Thank you so much.