As Danny heads out the door to retrieve the whale, Mike has time to tell him that his dad has stopped by. At last, we get to see if the McCoy family is involved in child slavery! Mr. McCoy sure doesn't look like he traffics in human flesh. Danny asks his dad what he's doing there, and McCoy replies, "I was wondering if you were going to come with me to see your mother." Danny reverts to his fourteen-year-old self and replies, "It's not Mom. It's a headstone." McCoy declines to get into a debate over personal rituals acknowleging the dead; he asks only, "That mean you're not going?" Danny doesn't reply. McCoy searches for a new topic of conversation: "You ought to stop by the new job site sometime --" "I'm not into job sites, Dad," Danny snots. McCoy replies, "You used to love them." Danny snots some more, "You used to love to take me because you didn't have a babysitter." Oh, suck it up. McCoy notes with a grin, "There's not one piece of heavy equipment you can't operate." Danny sulks some more, "Oh, yeah, working a 40-hour week in 115-degree weather when you're ten." When'd he have time to kiss Mary if his dad was making him work? Also, excuse me for being obtuse here, but how would Danny's childhood be any different from any kid whose parents have him or her booked on time-intensive sports activities, or music, or dance? Danny should just hop in his waaaaaaahmbulance and take off.

McCoy cuts his losses: "I'm going to be late for work. Listen, Greg needs to talk to you. Call him, okay?" Who is this Greg? Why do both Mary and McCoy know about him? Anyway, Danny realizes he's being a little shit, and he asks McCoy to call him before he heads over to the cemetery. As the older man takes off -- and let me express how disappointed I am that he's the McCoy in the "McCoy Construction" of that newspaper headline, and not something outrageous like a hit man -- Danny informs us that his father never really moved on after his mother's death. Danny strikes me as the kind who would also complain if his father remarried after his mother's death, so McCoy can't win for losing. We also find out that the reason McCoy came by was in honor of what would have been Mrs. McCoy's birthday. Danny doesn't dwell on this; he'd rather dwell on his own problems, like what to do for Mrs. J's anniversary present. He asks the Widower McCoy what he would have done. Nice. McCoy replies only, "I'd hope she'd still want me, son." Danny pats his Dad on the arm, and walks off.