Moving On. Later, Justin wakes up at Brian's in the middle of the night. Brian's not in bed, but Justin can hear the clink of glass against decanter in the living room. He gets up, and finds Brian staring at a picture of himself and Gus. Justin says that he loves that picture. Brian puts it down, snorting, "Yeah. Dada and sonny-boy." Brian, drunk off his ass, sighs, "All right, so I'm a shitty father. Are we surprised? I'm upholding a fine family tradition." Justin replies that Brian's not a shitty father -- and he's not -- and it's obvious that he loves Gus. Brian says he was kind of surprised that he does love the baby so much: "It's strange." Justin: "That there's someone else you care about besides yourself?" He tries to grab for the glass of vodka (?) but Brian pushes him away: "It's bad enough that you smoke at your age." Justin snorts, "At my age? Brian, I'm the most mature person you know." True, so true. Justin continues, "Do you think Gus is going to speak French before he speaks English? I mean, Lindsay can't raise him on her own. As much as you love him, you're never going to be a full-time parent." Brian: "You know, if I wanted the news, I'd watch CNN." What? Justin sighs, "You know, you can't control everyone's life, even though you'd like to." Brian snorts, "Obviously. You're still here." Justin nods, and replies, "Being mean to me has never really worked. You should try another tactic." Ha! Justin starts kissing Brian's neck, and as much as Brian would like to push him away, he just can't do it. Brian asks what he's doing, and Justin whispers, "I'm killing you with kindness. It's proved to be a highly effective technique for achieving one's goals." Justin gets up and goes back to bed, leaving Brian moping on the couch.

The Happy Fun House.