19x08 - Piece by Piece

[bunniefuu]

[♪ JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYING]

Damn, I love sitting in the back seat.

In the front,
you have to look at the road,

and I hate the road,

with all its white lines
and yellow lines.

Makes me sick.

Front seat's for athletes only.
Right, Steve?

Who knew that when you can't get
on a high school football team,

you can get on a community
center rugby team?

Yep. I'm... I'm doing rugby.

As... as a player.

Touching the ball a lot,

some... some scoring
when the time is right.

Man, you can do anything
at the community center.

I'm debating whether I
should join Mom in butchering

or Jeff in birdhouse building.

The birds could really
use your help, babe.

Did you know they sleep
on sticks and leaves?

They're called nests, Jeff.

And it's what those
chirpy-a*s sky rats deserve.

You're in a bad mood, Klaus.

You should try butchering.

It's been helping me with my...

What's it called?

Female rage.

"The rage you feel when b*tches
don't mind their business."

[BOTH] Can I help you?

Oh, butchering it is.

I'm in a bad mood

because Buckle's playing oboe
in the community orchestra.

That was my instrument.

I didn't know you played
an instrument, Mr. Klaus.

I don't. I only joined
because Danuta plays the piccolo,

which sits right next
to the oboe section,

but Buckle took the oboe,

so now I'm playing the trombone,

which is a million
miles away from piccolo.

Wow, Klaus. Please give us more
details about the orchestra

and all the sitting around you do.

I've been looking for a
reason to drive off a bridge.

Jesus.

Now, Steve, I'm not super
familiar with European sports.

I've heard of the Eiffel Tower,

but that's technically
more of a sex move.

So fill me in. Everything about rugby.

- Go.
- Hup, we're here.

[GRUNTING]

Thanks for the ride, hon.

[ALL GRUNTING]

Hey, Stan. I'm gonna go ahead

and let you drop me off
in front of the building.

I don't get it, Roger.
Why is Steve being so weird with me?

I wish I could help, Stan,

but I'm deeply embedded
in this old persona,

Maestro Gunter Van Sliezebiscuit,

and he only knows about conducting.

Now, we're here
and you've come safely to a stop, so...

[GRUNTS]

[♪ THEME SONG PLAYING]

♪ Good morning, USA ♪

♪ I got a feeling that it's
gonna be a wonderful day ♪

♪ The sun in the sky
Has a smile on his face ♪

♪ And he's shining a salute
To the American race ♪

♪ Oh, boy, it's swell to say ♪

♪ Good morning, USA ♪

[ROGER] Ah!

[CHORUS] ♪ Good morning, USA ♪

[♪ OFF-KEY BAND MUSIC PLAYING]

All right, we've got a big,
big tour coming up,

starting here tonight

and ending at the hottest venue
in town, the zoo.

Danuta, are elephants our favorite
animal at the zoo or what?

- No.
- Damn it.

You're in my spot, golden fish.

Let's warm up. Hit it, sexy-phone.

- [♪ SAXOPHONE PLAYING]
- Piccolo.

- [♪ PICCOLO CONTINUES TUNE]
- Oboe.

I lost my oboe.

This is a blow g*n with holes.

[DARTS WHOOSHING]

Trombone.

Piece of crap.

I can only reach one note.

[SAD NOTE PLAYS]

And now the soft trill of harp.

[HARP TRILLING]

Okay, now everyone shut the hell up.

- [MISH-MASH MUSIC STOPS]
- Cello, take us home.

[♪ CLASSICAL CELLO MUSIC PLAYING]

Well, the boy's not much to look at,

but good damn, can he play the cello.

He's right. You're talented.

You need to invite your
dad to the show tonight.

No way. I can't invite Dad.

I told him I'm playing rugby
and he's proud of me for it.

He's proud of a version
of you that doesn't exist.

Why do you even care?

Because, and this goes for all of you,

I'm not just a conductor of music.

I'm a conductor of life.

Really? In that case,
my daughter stopped speaking to me...

A conductor of Steve's life. Just Steve.

And, Steve,
allow me to conduct a warning.

One, two, and tell your dad

or daddy issues will haunt you forever.

[CYMBALS SMASH]

Who did that?

Jenny!

[♪ JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYING]

Bird friends,
say goodbye to your pile of sticks

and hello to your new deluxe birdhouse.

You'll notice I put in some extras
like lighting and running water.

Hope you like it.

Mom, you got a little blood.

Did I get it?

[GASPS] They're moving in!

[CHIRPING]

Oh, wipe your feet.

This is Brazilian Ipe wood.

It's gorgeous,

but it needs to be oiled often.

Hey, is that a cricket in there?
No pets.

Oh, they ate it.

That's natural.

[APPLAUSE]

[APPLAUSE STOPS]

[COUGHING]

[♪ CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[WHISPERING] Roger, you invited him?

Yes. I'm conducting your life. Now solo.

[♪ CELLO PLAYING SOLO]

Is that Steve? Is this rugby?

Where are the Australians
and their beefy thighs?

[APPLAUSE]

Lewis, not yet!

It... it's not me, it's the audience.

Even Dad.

That's my boy playing
the big-a*s violin.

He's proud of me.

Daddy's not proud.

[PEOPLE SCREAMING]

[STEVE] Maestro, what are you doing?

- [SCREAMING]
- [APPLAUSE]

I don't really like Steve.

[YAWNING] Good morning...

Roger, you tried to k*ll Steve.

My Steve? This Steve?

The Steve with the big bandage on him?

Yeah. You got me pretty good.

You went totally berserk. Like...
[IMITATES HORROR MOVIE SOUND EFFECT]

[CHUCKLES] Yes. Yeah.
It was just like that.

It wasn't me, it was my persona.

He had a flashback to an
earlier time in his life.

- [PEOPLE SCREAMING]
- There was fire everywhere.

And I saw sheet music for Dvorak's
Cello Concerto in B Minor.

The same piece we were
playing at the concert.

Exactly. I must have repressed

something horrible
that happened to the Maestro.

It's rare,
but sometimes I'll embody a persona

that experiences their own trauma.

I think the Maestro has daddy issues.

You said "Daddy"
when you were in your stabbing trance.

Best kind of trance there is.

You didn't attack until
Dad was proud of me.

That moment, combined with the music,

must have triggered your
flashback and subsequent violence.

A musical genius and a psychiatry whiz?

What can't this boy do?

Well, he's proud of you now,
and I'm not attacking you.

What if I do this?

♪ My pride and joy ♪

I'll k*ll you!

Whoa. I see your point.

I guess I'll have to
retire this persona.

- What?
- No.

He's the reason Steve and
I are finally connecting.

Did you know Steve likes black licorice?
How unique is that?

I don't like to tell people.

I don't need the extra attention.

We have to figure out what happened
to the Maestro and his dad and fix it.

We need you to have more flashbacks.

- Sounds a little dangerous for you.
- Not at all.

Dad will protect me while you
conduct that Dvorak piece.

Then we piece together what happened
to the Maestro and work through it.

Piece together.

Like the pieces you
play in an orchestra.

We piece the memories together...

[BOTH] Piece by piece.

[ROGER HUMS CLASSICAL MUSIC]

I had no control over that.

Which is a shame, because
that was a beautiful flying hook.

[♪ SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYING]

Are we really gonna go
ahead with these concerts

just to unlock the Maestro's memories?

I'm worried you're gonna be
mad if I k*ll Steve, Stan.

You might even kick me out of the house.

No way, bud.
Did I kick you out of the house

when you scratched up
my old Jerky Boys CD?

- Yes.
- And I'd do it again.

[♪ CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[PEOPLE SCREAMING]

[♪ MUSIC CONTINUES]

- [SCREAMS]
- [GRUNTING]

It was at a concert hall.

We may need to up security.

[♪ CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[PEOPLE SCREAMING]

[STEVE CHOKING]

Shadowy figure.

[♪ CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[PEOPLE SCREAMING]

Dad!

[MUSIC STOPS]

I think the shadowy figure
is the Maestro's dad,

but I can't tell.

I wonder if Maestro's
father is a famous composer,

like John Williams.

Yes. Or maybe Hans Zimmer.

Or he could be Hans Zimmer.

Yeah, that's a famous one too.

I just said Hans Zimmer.

I don't care anymore.

The Maestro's dad is just going to
be Roger in a little hat anyway.

- [ELEPHANT TRUMPETING]
- [MONKEY CHITTERING]

This is our last
performance of the tour.

Our last chance to see
who the shadowy figure is.

[SNARLING]

[♪ CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[♪ CELLO PLAYING SOLO]

[♪ DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[SPEAKING IN PANIC IN FRENCH]

[PEOPLE SCREAMING]

[FLAMES CRACKLING]

Ah! Dad! Help!

[SNARLING]

- [LEOPARDS ROARING]
- [STEVE SCREAMING]

Hey, I almost saw the Maestro's dad.

Roger, look at Steve.

- This is too dangerous. We should stop.
- That's a good idea.

I knew you'd abandon me.

Just go and leave me here to die.

They'll wake up eventually.

No, he's right, Dad.

We have to finish what we started.

[♪ CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[PEOPLE SCREAMING]

[ROGER] I remember everything.

His name was Papa Heinrich

and he raised Maestro.

He lives in Berlin.

He loved the symphony

and I burned down the concert hall.

I have to see him.

I have to apologize.

[GASPING FOR AIR]

We're going to Berlin!

[BIRDS SCREECHING]

Guys, I don't mind if you have a party,

but you got to keep it down.

[♪ ELECTRONIC DANCE
MUSIC PLAYING ON SPEAKER]

All right. Have your party.

But be careful with Mr. Klaus' speaker.

He never goes anywhere without it.

My JB Flip!

We have to turn the plane around!

_

Papa Heinrich.

You got really old.

Oh, you're a custodian.

I am.

Is it really you, Gunter?

Yes, Papa Heinrich.

I'm sorry I burned down the
symphony hall and then ran away.

It was your favorite place.

Can you ever forgive me?

Oh, Gunter, it was an accident.

Of course I forgive you.

He forgives me!

[ALL CHEERING]

- [CYMBALS SMASH]
- Jenny.

Let's go to Dieter's Brew Haus.

I remember where we used to eat.

Oh, it's all flooding back.

Let me just grab my big trash can.

I will pick zat up!

He's really proud of his work, huh?

♪ Trash, trash, I love trash ♪

♪ Pick it up, throw it away ♪

♪ I'm a garbage man
With a garbage can ♪

[♪ JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYING]

What a garbage band.

[♪ SAD TROMBONE MUSIC PLAYING]

Oh, no, that means I like it.

[♪ JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYING]

You said that squirrel was
just here for the weekend.

But I see his stockpile of nuts.

It's obvious you've got an
unauthorized sublet situation...

Oh, my God. He just hopped away from me.

Jeff, does your birdhouse have a
freezer big enough to hold a moose?

[♪ JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYING]

And you just forgot everything?

Yes, I pushed it away deep into my mind

because I was so ashamed.

Und you came back for the
re-opening of the concert hall.

- Huh? The one I burned down?
- It just reopened this week.

We should go.

It's the perfect coda to
Maestro's entire journey.

Beautifully put, son.

My pride is coming to a crescendo.

Ze light broke.
It's trash now. I'll clean it!

What the heck?
That could've k*lled Steve.

I'm gonna complain.

Where's the manager?

I'm ze manager. Can I help you?

I just need an excuse to
get away from my table.

I don't really need a manager.

When you call for a manager,

I cannot leave until
you give me a complaint.

Okay. Well, the manager is bothering me.

Terribly sorry.

I will speak with me.

Why did you use your super speed

to loosen that light fixture
so it would fall on Steve?

Papa Heinrich forgave you.

You should be healed.

[MAN] Hey, can you keep it down?

I'm trying to piss this brand-new way

where I stand on top of the tank,

but pee delicately enough

that the increased speed of
my urine from this height

doesn't splash onto the floor.

Man, I've always wanted
to try that. Go for it.

[URINATING]

- [ROGER] So close.
- Damn it.

- Roger?
- Dad?

[♪ JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYING]

So, Papa Heinrich, do you like strudel?

I like trash.

Stan, Steve, all this time

we thought my persona had daddy issues.

- But it's actually me.
- What do you mean?

This is my dad, my real dad.

My issues are with him.

So, Papa Heinrich, shove off.

Wow. My dream is realized.

I am become ze trash.

Heya, how you doing?

Name's Fred.
You got a crazy chin, my friend.

This seedy-looking man is your dad?

What? Oh, hold on.

[BOTH GASP]

He does personas, like me.

Hey, big man,
how much that suit cost you?

I know a guy that can get you one
for real cheap and looks expensive.

Want me to make a call?

Stan, you got to take him up on that.

Roger, we can
and will get the suits later.

But first,
we need to know what's going on.

Well, it all started...
Actually, you know what?

I hate telling a story
without a beer in my hands.

- Dad, would you mind?
- I'd be delighted.

You start the story
and I'll be right back.

This round's on me.

Uh, hey, sport,
what's your last name again?

Smith. Sport Smith.

He's putting it on my tab, isn't he?

It all started in the '70s.

Of course, in the '70s,
everybody found their way to Berlin.

Great food, cool music

and charming little businesses.

[♪ ELECTRONIC DISCO MUSIC PLAYING]

And that's when I saw Dad.

Fred left when I was a kid,

but I recognized him immediately

from photos my mom would burn
annually as a cleansing ritual.

He was so awesome.

He was a lone wolf, a renegade,

and brimming with sexual energy.

Hey. You girls want to kiss an alien?

I'm an alien. Give me a hug.

But I was too scared to talk to him.

He left when I was a baby.

Probably because I was a
stupid baby who deserved it.

I had to make sure I was perfect

before I walked back into his life.

If I could figure out what he loved,

I could change myself to be that.

And what he loved was the symphony.

[♪ CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING]

That's why I became
Gunter Van Sliezebiscuit,

the son of the concert hall's custodian.

Being Gunter gave me full access

to Fred and the symphony.

And I was able to study all the
great conductors that came through.

And once I was ready

and had bought that shockingly
expensive white stick,

I presented myself to my father

as a conductor of the
thing he loved most.

The symphony.

But I blew it.

[MAN GASPS]

[PEOPLE SCREAMING]

It wasn't Papa Heinrich in that seat.

It was my real dad, Fred.

Daddy, don't look.

I could tell he recognized me.

A son can always recognize

when his father recognizes his son.

And he left,

disappointed in me again.

Then I repressed my abject failure

into Maestro's persona and ran.

To be honest, Roger,

this guy sounds like a real dirtbag.

And not a cool dirtbag like you.

Like a... like a guy you'd...

You'd see sitting on a folding
chair outside a pawn shop.

- Yes. Thank you.
- What? Where are you getting that?

This is a story about a bad son,

undeserving of a father's love,

who must have done something
terrible to push his daddy away.

- Probably.
- Roger, it's not your fault.

- Wrong again.
- Not wrong.

Your dad abandoned you
twice in the story you just told,

and he's trying to do it again.

[♪ WHIMSICAL
SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

Dad, did they run out of beer or...

[GRUNTS]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Okay, there's a chance he
might be trying to ditch me.

Go get answers, Roger.

You deserve them.

FYI, ma'am, wherever you're heading,

I'm gonna have to stop
by the liquor store first

to pick me up another Mad Dog.

The meter will continue running.

No problem. Hey, quick Q.
Why are you abandoning me?

Roger. There you are.

You see, what happened was...

- Crash.
- [TIRES SCREECHING]

[♪ WHIMSICAL SUSPENSEFUL
MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING]

Roses? For someone
you need to apologize to?

- For abandoning?
- Oh, yeah, good idea.

Ah!

[CHURCH BELL TOLLING]

You may now kiss the...

Wait a second. You ain't a...

Oh, the bride's a real broad.

What are you doing after this wedding,
sweetheart?

Ugh. Forgive him, Father.
He knows not what he does.

Or does he?

Look. We're twins,
and twins tell each other everything.

[PANTING] Okay. Okay.
I can't keep running.

Your personas are tireless.

They're kind of my favorite thing.

Speaking of, look where we are.

Welcome to ze Berlin concert hall.

Let the good times and
the fruit rinds roll!

[BIRD CHIRPING]

[WIND HOWLING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

That's right, you ingrates.

Winter's come early.

[CACKLING]

This is my favorite part of butchering.

Making snow out of the bones.

All right, let's just get to it.

You left when I was a little kid,
only 400 years old,

so what did I do wrong?

Uh, I just wanted to be on my own.

It had nothing to do with you.

My whole life had nothing to do
with you. That's kind of the point.

But come on. You're here on Earth,

in Berlin,
the only town you've seen me in

in the last 1,000 years.

You have to be here for me a little bit.

Oh, I'm just popping in for
the reopening of the symphony.

And to stock up on my eczema cream.

[CHUCKLING] Honestly,
I forgot you were on this planet.

Stan and Steve were right.

You're a dirtbag. I don't need you.

Yeah, you don't need me or anyone.

Needing people means other people
have control of your life.

Or it means you're lucky enough
to have people in your life who care.

Oh... [CHUCKLING]

That family you're playing house with?

Please. They'll drop you the
second you get difficult.

I'm always difficult.

I tried to m*rder Steve dozens of times

in the last three days alone.

Roger, are you in here?

Yes. I'm over here with my...

With my no one.

Sorry, Roger. He's missing out.

I guess I just wanted a
father-son bond like you two have.

We can't all have an
incredible bond like, um...

Like Papa Heinrich and
an old milk carton?

- Oh, no. The magic's gone.
- What the hell?

Well, I'm disappointed
you're not playing rugby.

I knew it!

Oh, my son, the great detective.

♪ And that's an episode
Set in Germany ♪

♪ But had nothing to do with me ♪

♪ The German fish ♪

Bye! Have a great time!