Back to the gulag.

Kirsten, Sandy? Back to business.

I'm gonna go get my stuff. Back to the gulag.

-and now that he is back he won't talk to me thanks to D.J. -Who's D.J.?

What was I supposed to do, wait for you? You weren't coming back.

-Don't you think he might be trying that just to win you back? -No.

Seth really is changing. Would that mean you'd want to get back together with him?

-So this whole night wasn't just a plan to get me back? -No, absolutely not.

-And to get her back. -I'm going to look into this. -Seth, your coffee. -Oh, thanks a lot.I'll, uh, get you next time.

'cause if Caleb did go to jail, then you'd be out on the street, and I could go back to living with Dad.

-Well, unless it's a plutonium-fueled car to take me back to last year so I can never date you, I'm not interested.

-My back. Personal growth is so painful. -My son, doing manual labor? I never thought I'd live to see the day.

-I'm not going back to the office. I may tolerate Julie as my stepmother, but I will not suffer the indignity of her being