What'd you call me?

Oh, uh, yes.

Oh, my gosh, it's so elegant.

Pepper must be dying.

Oh, you know, actually, Pepper couldn't come because he hates boats, you know, after the Navy, so...

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah.

Like, Longinus got over his fear of water.

No, no, why don't we just focus on the 30 people who are here having a great time?

Eee!

Smells like somebody's dead.

Ugh!

What is that smell?

That faint odor is a tiny, tiny blue whale who apparently has, indeed, died nearby.

But...

Hey, but he's getting all over my coat.

I don't smell anything.

Maybe that's because you smell like a bouquet of flowers.

Ow!

Oh, yeah, watch out for that.

Ugh, it smells like puke-married poop.

It had the ceremony in my nose.

You paint with words.

Okay, don't worry, everybody.

Sin will be way, way out at sea, bouncing on the waves with all of his sweet-smelling brothers and sisters, okay?

Mitchell Pritchett?

Oh, yes, hi.

Hi, I'm your captain tonight.

We've got a problem.

I can't fit this many people on my boat.

No, no, I was told you could take 30.

I have exactly 30 guests.

Plus six and help.

You got to drop a few people.

Come on, there must be something that we can do here.

Well, we have bigger boats, but this is the best I could do on two hours' notice.

What is the problem?

Apparently, Mitchell started planning my birthday party two hours ago.

No, no, I-I did not.

Uh, apparently, we have too many people for his boat, so...

That's crazy.

I've seen more people clinging to a floating door.

I'm sorry, lady, it's a safety issue.

No, no, you're going to have a safety issue.

If you don't take me away from this well...

Okay, a little too much finger, a little too much attitude.

What's all this?

Uh, two hours of Mitchell's hard work going down the drain.

Look, I can't fit more than 30 people on the boat, as I was just explaining to the lady here.

Well, first of all, that lady is my son.

He wasn't-he wasn't talking about me.

He was talking about her.

Oh, her.

Oh, it's her now.

Well, her happens to be my wife.

You got a problem with her, you got a problem with me.

No, no, Jake, calm down.

I didn't have a problem before, but now I'm starting to.

No, your problem's about to get a lot bigger.

No, Jay, I know you think this is what I want, but it's not.

I got this, Gloria.

No, Jay, I was just being stupid today.

I like that you're calm, that you think first, and you act second.

I need that in my life.

Yeah, so walk away, Grandpa.

You know what?

Nobody call him Grandpa!

I do.

Okay, that's it.

No boat, everybody off my dock, or I'm calling the cops.

Wait, wait, wait, so no party now?

No, no, of course, just-just give me a minute.

Oh, well, after what you did with two hours, I can't wait to see what you do with a minute.

Cam.

Poor Cam, he seems so upset.

Oh, is that hard for you, Phil, that he's having a feeling around you?

Oh, too many emotions.

Okay, okay, I give up!

Yeah, I made a mistake today, but only because the three of you ganged up on me like when the Wolfman, Dracula, and Frankenstein show up in the same movie.

Except this wasn't awesome!

I have been on an emotional rollercoaster all day today.

I'm afraid, I'm mad, I'm mad because I'm afraid, and now I can't even think straight because I'm in so much pain from what just happened over there!

And the whole thing makes me so sad, and I'm not even sure why, and I'm nauseous from that smell, but I'm so hungry!

Yeah.

Cam, the-the boat wasn't even part of the plan.

No, it's fine.

It's my fault for letting my expectations get too high.

I'll get over this one, too.

No, no, I had this whole Wizard of Oz party planned, only today I realized that it might be a-a little too tornado-y.

Today?

Yes, I'm sorry.

I-I didn't make the connection, okay?

Probably because I've been planning for months so that you could have the perfect party and be happy, which now I don't even think is possible.

Oh, I'm sorry that I would like to have a nice 10th birthday party.

Well, you can't have it, Cam!

You want to know why?

Because you're 40!

You're a 40-year-old man!

Hey, I'm 40.

I'm 40.

Yes.

Okay, Cam, stop it.

I'm 40 and I'm on both the stupid way!

What is that?

How is this a thing?

Suddenly, it all made sense.

Cam's craziness all day wasn't about a party.

It was about turning 40.

And once he realized that, everything got much worse.

I've done nothing with my life!

Wait, stop it.

Come on.

How can you say that?

You're a wonderful father.

You-you graduated from clown college.

You've been to France.

I don't want to be 40.

It's not fair.

Nothing's fair.

Two miles from here is an amusement park full of happy families swinging on a trapeze.

That's all I wanted for my special bonus day.

What?

I've been trying so hard to figure out what Cam wanted for his birthday.

He'd been telling me all along.

He wanted to be 10.

Whoo!

Whoo-hoo!

Whoo-hoo!