Betty Buckley blames herself, since she didn't listen when Ryan told her that something bad was sure to come of her presence in Oz. Ryan says it's been a joy having her around. Betty Buckley suggests hiring some razzle-dazzle; when Ryan explains that razzle-dazzle only looks cheap, she suggests convening a family meeting to explore innovative fundraising possibilities. Unconvinced that a family meeting is such a hot idea, Ryan asks Betty Buckley if she's seen his father lately. With my busy stage career, she says? Ha! It's been over thirty years since she's seen Seamus (oh, of course his name is fucking Seamus), but she "can't think of a better reason to stare the old bastard down."

And so the meeting convenes. Betty Buckley, evidently the butt of a joke in the wardrobe department, sits as Ryan paces. Aunt Brenda (the always-lovely Anne Meara) arrives first, bearing noted cure-all chocolate peanut clusters. She stops short when she sees Betty Buckley, and then directs Seamus, who's standing in the doorway and looks like he's been downing a fifth of something corrosive each day for a few decades, to sit his sorry ass down. He immediately starts attacking Betty Buckley, as Ryan moves into the central "Give Me Money For Cyril's Defense" portion of today's proceedings. Upon learning that a name-brand lawyer runs somewhere north of $20,000, Brenda and Seamus both scoff. Seamus assures Ryan that none of them have that kind of cash, but Ryan queries Brenda about her large disability settlement. Umm, that would be the money I live on, explains Brenda, and my life is a damn sight more important than my knuckleheaded nephew's. Ryan thinks she should give it up because she claims to love him; when she says he does love him, Ryan says, "But not enough." Asshole.