TEXT: [Brian's place. Brian's on a treadmill, staring straight at the blown-up pictures on the wall from the party. You remember - - Mike at different ages, looking all cute and happy, Mike and Brian, Brian and Mike. Brian finally turns off the treadmill and picks up the phone. He dials a number and the screen splits in two to show Mike in his apartment, picking up.] Michael: Hello? [Brian hangs up without answering, and Mike puts the phone back in its cradle. His apartment zooms over to fit the whole screen. Emmett, leaning in the kitchen doorway.] Emmett: Who was that? Michael: Brian. Emmett: What did he have to say? Michael: He didn't say anything. He hangs up. Emmett: So how do you know it was him? Michael: He's breathing. He got this funny little we-we's from his deviated septum. Emmett: That's not the only thing about him that's deviated. Michael: I wonder what he want it. Emmett: Let's see. To come over here and beg for eternal forgiveness? Michael: Brian doesn't do apologies. Emmett: Well, he should after what he did. Michael: It's too late. He pushed too hard, and now the game is over. Emmett: I know. And I'm sorry. Michael: Dosen't matter. I'm to busy bein' happy! I only haven't time to think about it. Emmett: Who would have ever believed it -- you, a married lady! Michael: I prefer the term 'domestic partner.' Who cares what it's called, as long as I have David. Emmett: And I have the apartment! Michael: Now your bringing all the tricks you want and you don't have to worry to disturbing me. 'Try not to scream so loud when your come. We're wake up Michael!' Emmett: Well, we'll see about that. Michael: Well, I guess that's it. [to Captain Astro] Oh, almost
SUMMARY:
Michael and Dr. David enjoy their new-found domestic bliss; Emmett joins a "conversion therapy" group; Lindsay and Melanie continue to fight about Brian, finances and their future; Ted becomes very sexually active.