None of the bottom lines would have mattered anyway, with Sean's dancing geronto-girlfriend supplying him with cars and tacos.
True dat. Which makes me wonder why Sean required HALF of his beautiful but naive daughter's income to stay drunk. Why wasn't SugarMama paying all his expenses? Clearly she had his back regarding taco supply and demand.
I DEMAND to see much more of SugarMama. Those dance moves were spectacular and when she was shrieking at him at the restaurant, her voice sounded like whiskey, cigarettes and sandpaper. She needs her own show.
Sean used to be gorgeous, but he ruined his looks with booze, imo. I couldn't believe it when AngryGaySportsDad said he was only 39. I would have guessed 50 at a mininum (and a shopworn, ragged 50 at that.) His younger brother was smokin'! (I have a thing for those Southie-style Irish boys.)
Hated the Dad and his terrible lisp. LOVED Uncle Biz, who seemed like a good guy. Sean is clearly not long for this world. Which is best for everyone, sad to say. Hope his daughter goes back to school and gets her life on track after he passes, instead of following in his footsteps and drinking to assauge her grief.
Two final nuggets of wisdom from Sean:
A: "I'm the boss of me!" Yes, you are. And what a horrible boss you've been.
B: "I was born to be a star." Good luck with that.