We pick up in what must be the mid-80s, given that the triplets (a.k.a.
The Big Three) are now 8 years old.
A decade of marriage and child-rearing has taken a bit of a toll on Jack and Rebeccas relationship.

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(Fair point.)
And then theres the cheer: Jacks playful rallying cry for The Big Three.
(Are these the kinds of shenanigans I missed out on as an only child?)

The thing is, your wife is the gold standard of wives, he replies.
You married way,wayabove your station.
Id be careful not to give her a reason to notice.
But shes not appeased so easily.
Well, a seven if youre being generous.
(They do have three kids, after all.).
Her hope is they can aspire to a nine.
The thing is, I feel like Im there, Jack.
When youre home and youre you, youre way better than I am.
When youre you, youre a 10, Jack.
She ends by demanding he stop drinking.
She wont have it in her house.
Randall cant, in good conscience, kick William out when hes sick with stomach cancer.
He has to get him to a doctor first.
The online grid owns you, she explains.
You cant work for any other studio for the next two years.
He probably needs a job.)
And as seems to be his standard operating procedure, Kevin turns to sister for advice.
Kate tells him to go to that fancy fete and tell everyone Manny Out!
a line he takes a particular shine to (for better or for worse).
What did I do those first two minutes without you?
You cried and crapped a lot, she replies.
He asks Kate to be his date for the affair, but shes hesitant.
She doesnt have anything to wear!
You hulked out at a bunch of fatties!
Toby says during a break.
She confesses she doesnt want to go to her brothers party.
Can we spend one fat-free night at the house of the lady that came up withDeadpooland/orHamilton?
he pleads with her.
Kate cant let so loose.
She looks around and sees everyone staring at them.
He gets Kate drunk.
So he does something he so rarely does: He calls Randall.
I was not a very good brother to you, was I?
Kevin asks, after ranting and raving about having to whore himself out to the studio.
No, you werent, Randall answers.
But youve still got time.
And sensing Kevin is on some sort of precipice, Randall begins The Big Three cheer.
Kate stumbles over just in time to slur her part.
Randalls parting advice: Mom and Dad didnt raise no whores.
Except, briefly, during Kates eyeliner phase.
(Kevin does indeed take Randalls advice, telling the internet to go suck it.
Im going to do theater, you know.
Im moving to New York, he announces to Kate and Toby.)
Now fully awake, Randall realizes hes alone in his bed.
Beth tiptoed out long before to have a private chat with William.
She tells William about Randalls perfection complex.
How, at times, its driven him to literal blindness.
Its why she both loves him and has to protect him.
So she needs answers from William answers he seems unwilling to give.
That is, until Randall interrupts and hes forced to fess up.
(Randalls youngest has asthma and William didnt want them to feel responsible for his feline.)
Well, now I feel like a bitch!
Beth says, breaking the tension.
(Shes quickly becoming my favorite character…)
And now we close back in the 80s.
Its morning, and Jack has slept in his work clothes outside the couples bedroom.
And now Rebecca finally opens her gift: a crescent moon necklace.
(Which apparently alludes to their song.)
Im never going to take it off, she says.
Except, its not Jack accompanying a much-older Rebecca.
Its Jacks best friend, Miguel!
Are Rebecca and Jack divorced?
Rebecca is still wearing the bauble, after all…