Tracy: Oh, would you stop that?
Alan: No.
Edward: Go ahead. With A.J. gone, the family needs a falling-down drunk.
Emily: Oh -- that was mean, Grandfather.
Edward: Can anybody tell me why we were called for this meeting?
Tracy: God knows.
Dillon: We're broke again.
Justus: Maybe it's about A.J.
Ned: Is there a development in the case?
Justus: Well, I proved Courtney didn't do it.
Ned: Does Alan know that?
Justus: I don't think it would matter. Mac charged Rachel Adair with first-degree murder. You ought to hear her defense -- my God.
Tracy: Oh, Monica, make it fast, please. We are very busy.
Emily: Well, I'm glad you called this meeting. I think we should have them more often.
Monica: Well, it's a little late for that. Okay, short and sweet, I'm putting the house on the market.
Alan: What?
Dillon: Ooh. Why?
Monica: Well, this place is just too big.
Tracy: What about the family?
Monica: Oh, I think we stopped being that a long time ago. Now it's time for us to accept it and go our separate ways.
Monica: We aren't a family, and this house isn't a home. Actually, it's a building that we all just live in sometimes.
Tracy: Monica, what else is new?
Ned: Why are you selling it now?
Monica: Because this family was sinking even before Lila died. Then A.J.. Now Michael.
Emily: Well, that's why we should be pulling together, Mom.
Monica: Yes, we should, but we aren't, Em. Look at you. You would rather live in some other mausoleum than this one.
Emily: I'm married.
Monica: Yes, and sadder than I've ever seen you in my life. But do you want to seek refuge here? No. No. And neither do you, Dillon. You'd rather live on somebody's boat, for heaven sakes, any place but here.
Ned: I live here.
Monica: Yeah. And you and Lois treat this as sort of an apartment complex with servants. So does Brook Lynn. And it isn't your fault, really. You're not to blame. It's just what's happened to this house.
Edward: Where would you propose that we go?
Monica: Well, that's up to you.
Tracy: This whole idea is absurd
Ned: Why? You afraid you may have to fend for yourself?
Edward: What about the family? What about the family?
Monica: We haven't been that in a long time.
Alan: Well, I think it's a fine idea.
Edward: Of course you would, and you'd be wrong, as usual.
Emily: All right, Grandfather, stop!
Alan: It is going to feel so good not to have to face you or your insults every day. Monica, this is one of the finest ideas that you have ever had. I think you ought to accept the first offer, or possibly we should just burn the house down. I'm going to go and pack.
Emily: Dad, wait --
Monica: Uh-uh-uh-uh, Emily, Emily -- Emily, let him go.
Emily: I miss Grandmother.
Monica: So do I.
Emily: She'd never want us to sell this house, Mom.
Monica: I know.
Emily: Oh. You know, I haven't even walked through her rose garden this spring. Makes me too sad.
Monica: Well, fortunately, the gardeners are taking care of it.
Emily: Yeah, but they won't if you sell the house, Mom. It'll be gone forever, and so will all the fun we had here. You remember when Reginald got into feng shui?
Monica: Yeah.
Emily: He decided to move everything around? What about all the pizza we had for Thanksgiving dinner?
Monica: Practically every year.
Emily: And Lucky, he -- he taught me how to skateboard in the halls upstairs.
Monica: Yes, and Alan tried to arrange to have the nursery fall on my head.
Emily: Look, if that isn't love, what is?
Monica: Yeah. Well, alan's a different person now.
Emily: Yeah. I'm really worried about him.
Monica: So am I.
Emily: Mom, do you really think that selling this house is going to help?
Monica: Alan is responsible for his own sobriety, so selling this house isn't going to make any difference one way or the other.
Emily: Isn't there something in A.A. about "fake it till you make it"?
Monica: Is that what you want this family to do?
Emily: Would it be so terrible if we could just pretend that -- that everything's all right, just for a little while?
Monica: Is that what's going on with you and Nikolas?
Emily: Mom, I wanted a family with Nikolas, and I don't think that's going to happen. And I need this family, no matter how much we fight. If you sell this house, the only family we have is going to fall apart.
Monica: Or it's going to learn to stand on its own two feet.
Emily: Maybe -- maybe we can't all do that right now. Maybe we need to lean on each other until we can find a way to stand together.