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(male narrator) Previously on "Everwood.."

I've decided I'm not going to college.

- What? - It's a pretty easy decision.

Considering I, uh,

didn't get in anywhere, A&M included.

Eight weeks ago, I told Madison to leave town

after finding out that she was pregnant.

It's from Julliard.

Basically, I failed.

So, you are breaking up with me.

No, no, I don't, I don't know.

I-I just need m-more time to figure it all out.

Figure out what you want. Call me when you know.

I'll be here.

[instrumental music]

(Amy) Dear Ephram

I know it's weird that I'm writing you

instead of just calling, but for some reason

this feels easier.

I don't know, maybe I got used to the e-mail thing

while you were in New York or maybe

I'm just too scared to pick up the phone

but...I think we need to talk.

Oh, dumb.

But I'd really..

...like to talk to you.

- 'Oh, my God.' - 'Amy?'

Shh!

Is everything alright?

Ephram just signed on.

Right there. He sees me. And he knows that I see him.

- This is so insane. - What is?

What is going on with you two?

I know he came by the other night

then he left rather suddenly.

- What is it, sweetheart? - 'Everything's all messed up.'

It was good when he got home, at least I thought it was

and then when I realized it wasn't

we got into this s-stupid fight.

It wasn't even a fight. I don't know what it was.

All I know is that none of this would have happened

if he hadn't have gotten that letter.

- There was a letter? - Yes, from Julliard.

Apparently he got a really crappy evaluation

from his summer program and now he says that

'he needs to practice every day and that'

'he might not have time for a girlfriend'

which is totally not true

because I am really low maintenance when it comes

to that kind of stuff, you know?

- Absolutely. - 'See. I know.'

But he doesn't even wanna hear it and now

I have to deal with tomorrow my first day of senior year

and I don't even know if I'm in a relationship or not.

It's like we're standing in the same room

and he won't even talk to me.

Amy...look away from the screen.

Come on now, you can do it.

- Dad, it's not funny. - 'Alright.'

I'm gonna tell you something you're' not gonna believe.

- You ready? - No.

You are better than this. You are.

Alright, let me ask you something.

'If Ephram Brown didn't exist'

'what would you be doing tomorrow?'

'Just think for a second.'

I don't know, see my friends..

'...sign up for yearbook..'

...senior photojournalism class after school.

- It sounded kind of fun. - See.

Yeah, but Ephram does exist.

Well, yes, I know, but the point is

you have interests, you have talents

you had a very full life before you met Ephram.

Well, that life still exists.

You just need to pick it up again and live it.

You know, don't get so wrapped up and wound up in a boy

that you miss out on senior year.

I know.

You're right.

Alright, go to bed.

Thanks, dad.

Goodnight.

[sighs]

[automated message] 'Goodbye.'

(Ephram) Damn it.

You know, I paid $1800 for that thing.

You might wanna try hitting your pillow

it would be a lot cheaper.

'So what's the official word?'

Have we satisfied our mandatory

cooling-off period or are we still fighting?

I don't care. You decide.

I'm too tired to think about anything right now.

Well, how about this?

'We both realized we were wrong'

'and we were on the way to apologize to each other'

so now we're all made up

and you can tell me

why you were so pissed off

'cause I know it's not just about me anymore.

It's Amy.

That's it?

You want there to be more?

[sighs]

So, let's have some specifics.

You can put that chair right back where you found it.

We're not doing this right now.

Why not? I think I could help you.

You can't help me.

Dad. Dr. Abbott's at the door.

Now. What does he want?

I don't know, but he's wearing slippers.

Can you please have this conversation outside of my room?

I have already told you, Harold

I am just not attracted to you in that way.

They don't know about Madison. At least Amy doesn't know

which doesn't necessarily mean that Ephram doesn't

but based on events of which I've just

been informed I don't believe he does.

What events are you talking about?

You mean the fight he had with Amy?

- You know about the fight? - Of course I know about the--.

- Then you know bout the letter. - Of course I know ab..

What letter?

Julliard sent him an evaluation letter.

Apparently his performance this summer was lackluster

thereby affecting the odds of him

attending the university next fall

thus explaining his foul mood.

My toes are freezing. I have to go.

No, wait-wait-wait a minute.

How-how lackluster was it? Did he fail?

And e-even if he, even if he did what would that

have to do with next year?

All fine questions.

Perhaps you should redirect them to your son.

Oh-oh, Well, wait, wait, wait.

Well, all he told me was that he was upset with Amy.

He never mentioned Julliard, not once.

Imagine my surprise.

I would continue with the proverb

about the apple and the tree

but the hour is late, Brown, my eyes have grown weary

and these pajamas are drafty. Goodnight.

Good luck. I'll see you in the morning.

No, Harold. Harold, wait!

Harold!

I was gonna say, go right.

[instrumental music]

[car beeps]

[theme music]

[instrumental music]

So, first day of school.

- You excited? - I'm dancing inside.

You know, I was thinking about it last night

after our warm and fuzzy make up session that we..

...never really talked about how your summer went.

- It was fun. - Yeah. You like Julliard?

Yeah.

Lived up to all your expectations?

Mm-hm.

You know, because sometimes a school like that

can be difficult at first, but then

after a while, you get used to it.

I'm gonna be late.

[instrumental music]

Hey.

Ephram Brown.

We met a couple years ago.

Yeah, I seem to remember you.

I think you had, uh, purple hair.

I'm never gonna live that one down, am I?

So, I, uh, I saw you on-line last night.

- Really? - Yeah, I was gonna IM you.

But I couldn't think of anything to say.

And then I realized how much I suck at typing, so..

Ephram, I know you have a lot on your plate right now.

You don't have to feel like I'm pressuring you or anything.

No, I don't, I don't

I don't feel like you're pressuring me. I..

No, seriously, don't worry.

Amy, thank God you're here.

They completely messed up my schedule.

We're not in Fizinger's class together.

- What happened? - Total drama.

Don't worry. I'm all over it.

- Hey, Ephram. - Hey.

Come on, we're gonna go set up

for Homecoming Committee.

You have to help us pick out the band.

Okay, so, yeah, I'll see you later?

Yeah. Yeah, uh, find me.

You know, I try to get a little joggin', you know

but the old knees ain't what they used to be.

I guess.

The man who stole my father's office out from under me

has now stolen my seat at the counters.

Nothing is sacred?

- Hal, how's it going? - "Walking to Wellness."

This is your concept of good doctoring?

Fun, right? A little exercise, some fresh air.

- You should join us. - You know, medicine isn't fun.

People see a physician when they are sick.

Not for some stroll in the park with juice and cookies.

Well, maybe that's how it used to be but the model's changing.

These days it's all about education and early intervention

and treating the well patient, so she stays that way.

That's why they call it a health-maintenance organization.

Will there be cookies involved?

You think I don't see what you're doing?

Advertising yourself like some kind of doc in the box.

Trying to hoodwink people with gimmicks and freebies.

You're not running a Pep Boys for God's sake.

What's next? Free coupon for an appendectomy?

Two-for-one specials on cholesterol screenings?

That's right! It's just business, Hal.

I'm-I'm trying to build a client base

and marketing is part of a solid business plan.

They're called patients, not clients.

Either way, the offer still stands

I'll even throw in a good pair of walking shoes for ya..

...professional courtesy.

You can keep your courtesy.

I will be working tomorrow seeing actual patients

in an actual office.

And I don't need any more time shares.

Thank you very much.

Uh-uh, that's-that's great.

Do you mind? My machine just collapsed down.

Yeah, okay, thank you very much, Mr. Ackerman.

I appreciate it. Thanks.

First day of school, you're already on the phone

with the principal, that's gotta be a record.

Just rearranging my schedule to let me drop

a couple of electives.

- Oh, really? How come? - 'For piano.'

I'll be done after fifth period now

which means I can hit the garage a few minutes early

which means I'll have more time for Amy, which means

I might not screw up the one thing I was excited

for coming back for this year.

which I obviously would have screwed up if I hadn't

done what I just...did.

I know you just said something there.

Just give me a minute, and I'll figure it out.

Eh, it's a balancing act, Nina.

It's all very fragile. School, piano, Amy.

I thought that I needed more time, but I don't need time.

The answer is obvious.

It is? And what is it?

It-it's Amy. Amy comes first.

I-I-I have to let her know that she's my number one priority.

And if dropping economics is the only way to do that

then I'll have to survive without economics.

Now, if you'll excuse me

I gotta go conquer Chopin before tonight.

- Ooh, what's tonight? - Oh, it's a surprise.

Oh, uh, real quick. Can I ask you a favor?

I have this friend. I've known her forever and a day.

And she and her husband are moving to Hong Kong--

Nina, you had me at favor.

Whatever it is, done.

[door closes]

Cool.

[beeping]

So..

...we got your reports back from the lab

and, uh...unfortunately..

...you've tested positive for chlamydia

which explains the burning.

Oh, man.

Well, the good news is it's very treatable.

'I'm gonna put you on azithromycin'

and it should clear up in just about a week or so.

Is this one of those things that you can get

from a toilet seat or shaking hands?

No, you can only get it from unprotected sex.

So, you're married?

Seven years next week.

Do you think that, uh, you might have gotten it from your wife?

Man, I wish, that would be way better.

I was in Vegas last month, okay?

I have these clients, these big hitters from Dallas.

They comped us a suite at the Bellagio

all the free booze, the food...women.

Are you currently having sex with your wife as well?

Of course I am. I-I keep the party at home most of the time.

This-this was just a one shot deal.

No, no, I mean, I understand

and I'm-I'm not making any judgments, Dean.

What I'm trying to tell you is that

this is a-a highly contagious disease

and if you have been having sex with your wife

there is a very good chance that she's infected.

You're gonna have to tell her what's going on

so she can come in and get tested.

[chuckles]

Oh, so, you weren't kidding?

No. No, I'm afraid not.

Look, doc, there is no way I can tell my wife about..

...you-you know.

I mean, if she finds out I cheated, it's game over.

Can't you just give me some extra medicine

and I will make sure that she takes it?

Well, it's-it's a little more complicated than that.

Chlamydia can be very serious for women.

She could have a pelvic infection.

There could be damage to the reproductive organs.

I mean, this is not something that you mess around with.

[sighs]

Oh, I should have gone to Celine Dion.

[instrumental music]

[knocking on door]

Hey, Mrs. Abbott, how are you?

- Fine. What brings you by? - Two tickets to the Shins.

I-I know what you're thinking, it's a school night

but it's only 45 minutes away. We can leave before the encore.

I promise I'll have her back before--

Amy's not here, Ephram.

She went out with some friends a while ago.

Something about a first day of school celebration.

I assumed you'd be there with her.

[chuckles]

Yeah, uh, well, I'm, uh, not.

Well, I'll tell her you came by.

No, it's okay, I-I'll just, uh, tell her..

...when I see her tomorrow at school, okay?

[music continues]

[door closes]

[instrumental music]

Well, I appreciate your time, Mr. Yamoto.

Oh, I'm-I'm very sorry, Dr. Yamoto.

Yes, uh, Ephram Brown.

'Well, I-I suppose that the problem is'

that he received an unsatisfactory evaluation

and, uh, I was hoping you could tell me why so that I..

Yes, I-I understand that, sir.

I-I'd just like to pinpoint the area in question

so I could find him a tutor to..

Well, that's a little presumptuous, don't you think?

And just a touch rude?

No, no, I am listening to you.

It sounds like you're not listening to me!

'No, no, you wait a minute!'

I didn't send my son up there for eight weeks

so that you could jerk him off and then tell him

'that he's got no future!'

Oh, oh, is that so?

Well, you can take your careful evaluation

and your panel of experts

and shove them right up your conservatory asses!

So, how did it go?

Get him back on the line.

Why, so you can insult his mother next time?

I don't think so, champ.

Ephram would kill you if he knew you were doin' this.

Ephram's not gonna find out.

You're getting pretty good at that, aren't you?

Keeping things from your son?

(Dean) 'Dr. Brown?'

- I'm sorry to interrupt. - Dean, what are you doing here?

I'm supposed to be seeing your wife today.

Yeah, about that.

Is-is this a bad time?

He's all yours.

So, I was up all night thinking about it

the situation and all.

And it's like we say at the closing table.

Every problem is just a solution in disguise, right?

I beg your pardon?

I tell my wife I have mono.

She needs to get checked, which gets her into your office.

Then you give her some antibiotics or whatever

and she gets better and everything is copacetic.

No harm. No foul.

Is this a joke?

First of all, I mean, if, if you had mono

you'd be in bed with a fever.

Okay, so, it's not mono.

You're-you're the doctor.

Pick something else.

How about yeast?

Maybe I didn't make myself clear the other day.

Your wife could develop a serious illness.

- Do you understand me? - I do.

Which is why I knew you would go along

with this little white lie so we could stop it.

No. I won't.

You don't understand.

Her dad died when she was real young

and I'm the one who helped her through that

and I have taken care of her ever since.

I'm her rock, man.

I know it sounds old-fashioned, but Mary relies on me.

If I tell her I cheated, it would devastate her.

I can't do it.

Dean, I wish there was something I could do to help you..

...but I can't. I'm sorry.

[sighs]

Well, I guess we're screwed then.

I'm just gonna have to take my chances on this one.

- Dean, you can't not-- - Sorry, doc.

But if you wanna help her you gotta help me.

It's your call.

[door closes]

(man on TV) 'Dumps it off to Williams on the right side..'

(Bright) Boo-yah. You got nothin'.

(man on TV) 'Is just short of the first down.'

- 'Bright?' - Uh, hold on! Just a sec!

Oh, hey. I'm just, uh, doing a little reading.

- The Holy Bible? - 'Yeah.'

[clears throat] 'There's a religion seminar'

I was thinking about attending, just brushing up on my Jesus.

You can stop now before you commit any actual blasphemy.

I know you didn't sign up for your classes.

- How did you know? - I'm your mother.

It's my job to know.

I'm sorry, mom, but it just didn't feel right.

'You know, I went down there, and I, but I was like'

"What's the point? Signing up for all these classes?"

I don't even know what they're for, you know.

I mean, how am I supposed to decide

if I need E-English comp or physics

when I don't even know what I wanna do with my life?

Bright.

I know that there's something out there

that I'll be good at.

I...I just don't know what it is right now.

I need a little more time to figure that out, you know?

And if I thought ECC would help me with that?

Mom, I would be there in a heartbeat.

But I don't wanna go just for the sake of going.

College is important, Bright.

It's about more than just the academics.

(Bright) 'Real college is.'

I mean, that's why I busted my ass last year

so I could go to Notre Dame.

And the thought of spending six hours a day

'at a community college it's..'

...just a big reminder of how bad I messed up my life.

I just wish you'd told us.

I know.

You know, but it's hard with dad and everything.

'Don't you worry about your father.'

He'll come around once we have a plan.

We?

You and I are gonna figure this out together.

'We'll tell your father when the time is right.'

And just..

...take it easy on yourself.

[instrumental music]

Coming through. On your right.

- Louise? - I'm on lunch.

That's it, go ahead and enjoy yourselves, lemmings!

This is no fitness regimen!

You'll get no salutary effects from this walk!

The only effect will be the siphoning off

of your pocketbooks!

I demand that you all stop walking!

[music continues]

So, either I go along with the plan

or he's not telling his wife and she doesn't get treated.

Why don't you just tell her yourself?

I can't. It's confidential information.

Well, she's not my patient.

You know, the guy sounds like a jackass.

His wife is gonna find out. We always do.

I'm sorry, Nina, I shouldn't be talking about this stuff.

Oh, please, if I'd get upset every time

I heard about a guy cheating on his wife

I'd have to give up my soaps

and you know I'm not doin' that.

[sighs]

Well, I guess the only thing to do

is to bring her in for the appointment.

At least that way I can make sure she doesn't get sick.

You're not actually considering doing this, are you?

Well, he's not giving me much choice. The guy made a mistake.

He seems contrite about it and he's trying to fix it.

- By covering it up? - No.

By shielding her from something that could be very painful

and that she doesn't necessarily need to know.

How do you know what she needs to know?

Well, I don't, but let's-let's just say

that he could get away with it.

Say, I go along with the plan, she gets treated

and she never finds out what he did.

Would that be so wrong?

- Yes. - Yes.

But sometimes..

...you have to lie to people to protect them.

I mean, he messed up and he knows it.

Do you think that, that's reason enough

for him to lose his entire marriage?

Well, I'm not saying that people don't make mistakes

but a good person owns up to those mistakes.

They take responsibility for them.

They don't just find new people

to perpetuate their lies of convenience.

So you don't think that in this situation there's any way

that the end could justify the means?

Maybe, but whose ends?

(Ephram) 'You, uh, wanna see a movie later?'

- Yeah. Really? - Yeah. Maybe the nine o'clock.

I thought maybe would be good.

- Sure. Yeah. - Cool.

Oh, damn it, I can't, I've got this, um

orientation thingy for a newspaper.

That's alright, it's cool.

Whatever.

Are you mad now?

No, I'm-I'm not mad.

I'm curious.

The other day when you said you'd give me some time

to figure things out, was that just a total lie

or did you at least think you were telling the truth?

What?

You know, it-it hasn't even been a week

and you're already on Homecoming Committee

yearbook staff, and newspaper.

Uh, you obviously don't have the time for me

anywhere and that so-so, I'm curious.

Do you not care about this relationship at all anymore?

First of all I wasn't even aware we were back in a relationship.

What do you think I've been trying to do?

I-I-I dropped two classes

so I could get home earlier to practice.

I sacrificed my entire schedule

so that we could spend more time together and-and you turn your

schedule into something that the president couldn't even handle!

Not that that's saying much.

How am I supposed to know that you dropped

your classes when you didn't even tell me?

I was trying to surprise you!

God, if I, if I knew that you'd be filling up your days

with all this crap, then I wouldn't have, believe me!

Screw you, Ephram.

Just because I don't spend my free time

perfecting my craft or whatever

it doesn't mean that what I do is crap.

You told me to go away.

You said you needed time and space

which is exactly what I've been trying to give you.

- I never said go away. - You never said anything.

That's the problem.

You can't go off and do things

without telling me and expect me

to wait around for you.

I've done that before with guys. I'm not gonna do it again.

I know you think piano is the only thing in the entire world--

No, I--

My life is just as important to me as yours is to you.

Oh, yeah-yeah, fine, let me be there for you

in your big crisis moment when you can't decide

what the homecoming theme should be.

[instrumental music]

I didn't, I didn't, look, I didn't mean that, okay?

I just, I've been trying so hard--

Then, maybe you should stop trying so hard.

God, if this relationship is such a burden

maybe we just shouldn't have one.

Now, you're right. Maybe we shouldn't.

- Okay. - Alright.

[instrumental music]

(Harold) 'Amy?'

'Come on, it's almost 7:30.'

For God's sake, you're going to be late..

You okay?

We broke up.

Oh, sweetheart.

I did what you said.

Made myself busy, got a whole life thing.

The only problem is he went and made himself unbusy.

He changed his entire schedule

just so that he could be with me

and now I'm stuck doing newspaper and yearbook

'and Homecoming Committee.'

I hate homecoming.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I know this feels horrible right now

but...maybe this is for the best.

Maybe it won't be so difficult with another boy.

There is no other boy. It's not like that.

I know you think I'm shallow, but--

I never said that.

'Then maybe you're right. You probably are.'

It's probably really bad that the only thing

that makes me happy is the thought of being

with Ephram, but it's true.

'I can fill up my schedule with a thousand different things.'

'I can study more and dance more'

and do all of that stuff, but..

...the fact is none of those things

make me even one-tenth as happy

as the thought of being with Ephram

even if it is only for 20 minutes

even if...I have to wait around.

I know it sounds awful.

(Harold) 'No, it doesn't.'

It sounds like you're in love.

[sighs]

What do I do?

Well..

...if this is what you want..

...then I think you should mount a full offensive

muster all your resources.

You know what?

You don't need me to tell you what to do.

You'll figure it out.

[instrumental music]

[door closes]

- Hey, how about a goodbye? - Goodbye.

- What's wrong with you now? - Nothing.

- What's wrong with you? - Nothin'.

- Who's taking me to school? - 'Ephram is.'

- Come on, Delia. - You okay?

- Broke up with Amy. - Already?

Shut up, Delia.

So, all I need is a sample and, uh

we'll see if there's anything to worry about.

I don't understand.

Dean said he had strep throat.

Why do you need a urine sample from me?

Well, I just figured that since you're here

we might as well run a test on everything just to be safe

and, um, hey, you know what?

It's on the house.

I thought you were already free.

I am. Good point.

What did he give me, Dr. Brown?

Just tell me the truth. I can take it.

Your husband tested positive for chlamydia.

It's highly contagious, Mary

and, uh, since you've been exposed..

...we need to run tests on you right away.

My husband gave me VD.

I'm sorry.

Did he tell you where he got it?

- Uh-- - Forget it. It doesn't matter.

You're not a very good liar, anyway.

I don't know what to say. I wish you, uh

hadn't found out this way.

Oh, I knew.

I've always known.

And I should have said something about it

a long time ago, but I didn't.

He'd pretend he was working late.

I'd pretend I believed him.

It just got worse and worse.

Now, it's like we've been lying to each other for so long..

...I wouldn't even know how to stop.

You must think I'm pathetic.

No.

I just..

I'd never thought he'd get me sick.

[serene music]

Well..

...maybe if you look at this as an opportunity

for the two of you to get everything out in the open and--

My husband can't know that I know about this, Dr. Brown.

- What? - You can't tell him.

I know it's awful. And I know what he did was wrong, but..

...I'm still not ready to give up my marriage.

Well, no one's telling you you have to give up your marriage

but you can change it, I mean you can make it better.

It's too late for that.

Promise me you won't tell him.

What do you want me to do?

Run the test..

...and write me a prescription for strep throat.

I'll take care of the rest.

Let's go, honey.

[music continues]

[door opening]

[rock music on speaker]

What in the world is going on here?

Hi, mom! Ah!

Oh, my God, we love your house?

Everybody out, now. Now!

- 'Uh-oh.' - 'Alright, ma'am.'

- You have got some nerve. - What did I do, mom?

All this blather about finding your purpose.

All you were trying to do is extend your summer vacation

and use my home as your own personal resort.

Well, that ends right now.

You thought you could butter me up with your sweet talk

but our deal is over.

I do not enjoy being played

for a patsy, Bright, do you hear me?

Mom, I wasn't trying to..

You're supposed to be at a low point, young man.

I suggest you start acting like it.

What's that?

Oh, it's just a little

advertising experiment.

Suffice it to say, I now know how the makers

of "Gigli" must have felt.

Listen, Harold.

I'm gonna tell Ephram about Madison.

- Oh, boy. - Let me finish.

I came to Everwood for one specific reason.

To build a relationship with my son.

It's what Julia wanted and it's

it's what she knew I needed.

And that was starting to happen.

But now, it's-it's-it's like I'm living in this time warp

and-and all the progress that we've made

over the last two years is just shot to hell.

I mean, he won't talk to me, I can't talk to him.

It's like there's this-this-this wall between us..

...and I put it there..

...the day I decided not to tell him

that Madison was pregnant.

I did that and I-I need to undo it

before our relationship turns into--

Turns into what?

[sighs]

Turns into what I saw in there today.

Trust me, Harold, this is the right thing to do.

It may have been.

'If you came to me two months ago and asked my opinion'

I...I might have told you, "Tell Ephraim the truth."

I might not have. I don't know.

I can't imagine how you've handled these last two months

let alone these last two years all by yourself.

Where are you going with this?

The fact is

you don't have to figure this one out alone.

You've brought me into it, so allow me to be here for you now

and to aid you in this decision.

- Do not tell Ephram. - Harold--

This isn't only for Amy's sake

although naturally that is my concern.

The fact is you can't undo what you did.

Telling Ephram now isn't going to make this

any better for him.

- It'll only be better for you. - That's not what this is about.

You wanted your boy to have a chance

at a normal childhood, opportunity to be happy.

Well...that's a very real possibility for him right now.

They're in love.

Well, that may well be true, but nonetheless, I--

(Harold) 'No, it's more than that. It's remarkable.'

The fact that after everything they've endured

that they've managed to salvage any hope at all..

...allow them this brief period of time to enjoy their youth

and the innocence that should come along with it.

Lord knows they deserve it.

You know, Madison could come back at any time..

'...or call.'

You can't control that.

What you can control, is what you do today, right now.

Start over with Ephram.

Make a clean slate of it.

Don't let this one incident with Madison

'prevent you from doing that.'

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I quit yearbook.

Damn, I just signed up.

[chuckles]

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I just got so caught up in trying to prove

how much I could do without you, I..

...forgot how much I didn't wanna do it without you.

I shouldn't have changed my schedule..

...without asking you.

I shouldn't have yelled.

No, yelling's part of your charm.

You know, you shouldn't have to drop yearbook

or any of that stuff if it makes you happy.

'Alright, we'll figure it out, we just gotta remember'

'to talk to each other..'

...and be honest and stuff like that.

Like the other night, I should have told you

that I came by your place

the night you went to Sal's.

That's why I was such a jerk the next day.

I wrote you, like, 15 emails.

Didn't send any, some of them were pretty damn good.

So, basically we're both crazy?

Yeah.

The irony of it is I don't even remember

what was going on in any of those meetings

'cause I was too busy thinking about you to pay attention.

Well, I haven't been able to practice for a week..

...because all I've been thinking about is you.

What's that all about?

I don't know.

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By the way..

...how do you feel about PDA?

- I feel good about it. - Good.

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Don't give up on me.

I'm not giving up on you. I'm just disappointed.

You have every right to be. Uh, I screwed up.

'Not just the other day, but, you know, in general..'

...and I wanna fix it.

I mean, I really do, mom, but I need your help.

I can't help you unless you take on

some responsibility yourself.

That's what I was trying to say the other day.

'I know.'

That's why I went to the bookstore..

...and I got these.

FYI, the one about cheese, uh, it's not really about cheese.

It's metaphorical.

Also, I-I was hoping you could help me

put together a resume.

I mean, I know I don't really have anything real

to put on it just yet, but, uh, you know

maybe we could figure something out

because I think I need a job.

A job would be good.

- But there's just one thing. - Dad.

You have to tell him the truth.

'Yeah, I figured.'

But, I mean, if you think he would

take it better coming from you

then I'm totally cool with that.

Not a chance.

Damn.

Oh. Damn it.

Rushing off to see more clients, are we?

Sorry. Can't talk right now, Hal.

I gotta get to the pharmacy.

How unfortunate for you, seeing as

how they closed 40 minutes ago.

What?

Ted likes to keep summer hours into October.

Fly fishing season.

Oh, you gotta be freakin' kidding me.

[sighs]

Trouble?

Uh, a woman came in to see me this morning with back pain.

I checked her out, and she seemed fine.

She did straight-leg raises were negative

neurological signs were all normal

so I figured she had spasms.

Gave her anti-inflammatory, and I sent her home.

Well, she just called and she's having horrible

stomach pain, she's freaking out.

And her daughter's ready to call an ambulance.

Who's the patient?

Mrs. Samples. You know her?

Evelyn came to see you.

I take it that the anti-inflammatory

you gave her was non-steroidal.

Well, that's the problem, no, I gave her...ibuprofen.

- With her history of ulcers? - I know, I know, I know.

It was a, it was a crazy day.

I only skimmed through her chart.

I haven't had a chance to get a new nurse yet

so, it's been kind of a lot to handle.

The ibuprofen could cause her stomach to bleed.

I know, and she's going to have tar in her stool.

I warned her about that already but the main thing is

she's going to need Nexium which is why I need

to find a pharmacy that's actually open.

Ted? Harold Abbott, sorry to bother you.

Uh, we've got a pop-up. Nexium, 100 milligrams.

Yes, and it will be Dr. Hartman meeting you.

Right, the new guy. Very good.

Thank you. Best to Margaret.

Twenty minutes.

[sighs]

- That was impressive. - You're welcome.

Well, my wife's lasagna's getting cold.

I will leave you to your duties.

I can't believe you actually know

the pharmacist's home number by heart.

I-I-I don't even think I know the name

of the pharmacist back at UCLA.

Which is precisely why you came here, if I remember correctly.

You spoke to Jenna today, Evelyn's daughter?

Well, I delivered her

back when I first started in practice with my father.

Last summer, I delivered Jenna's first daughter.

All I can tell you is if you took a yardstick

and broke it in half and kept going

till you had the smallest piece possible..

...well, that would be how you would measure

what we do here.

Very small increments.

Our job is to heal, to do good and it doesn't matter

if you're in California or Calcutta

it's still the same.

Good share, Hal.

Start your watch. Scheduled alone time begins, right now.

- We were alone in the car. - Uh, yeah, I know.

But I decided that

the travel time doesn't count.

- I like that decision. - Ephram.

- Hey, Amy. - Hey.

'Remember that favor I asked you about?'

Uh, yeah. Yeah, mm-hmm.

- Well, she's here. - She?

Your, your favor's a-a-a she?

I told you that.

Anyway, she, uh, starts school tomorrow

and she doesn't know a soul.

Come on out, sweetie. She's a little shy.

But I told her she was very lucky

since I happened to know two of the best kids

at County High personally

and one of them already agreed to take special care of her.

- 'Isn't that right, Ephram?' - Uh, yeah.

Uh...guys, this is Hannah.

Hannah, this is, uh, Amy and Ephram.

Hi.

- Hey. - Hey.

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[sniffs]

- Hey. - Hey.

Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt you.

No, it's okay, you can come in if you want.

I take it from your mood that, uh

things are going better with Amy.

Yeah. All that stuff got worked out.

I did something I need to talk to you about.

Well, that doesn't sound good.

First of all, I know about your Julliard evaluation.

Yeah, I wanted to tell you about the evaluation

as soon as I got home.

I did, I-I, it was just

you built...this whole thing.

You were all excited about me being a genius.

I didn't wanna disappoint you.

You could never disappoint me, Ephram.

Yeah, well, I disappointed myself.

I guess we both just have to accept the fact

that I'm average, which is fine.

Nothing about you is average.

Not the way you play, certainly not your level of ambition.

I mean, you were willing to give up the girl to get

more practice time, no average kid in America would do that.

Yeah, but the people at Julliard said--

Oh, who cares what they said?

They told you you'd never make it this far

'and you worked your butt off, and proved them wrong.'

You'll do it again.

And I'm sorry I blew up at you the other day.

I just keeping this stuff inside makes you go crazy.

I know.

You're not the only one who's been keeping secrets.

Which leads me to the second part of this discussion.

I yelled at your Julliard professor.

You what?

Well, I...when I found out about your evaluation

I called him up just to see what was going on

and he was so arrogant and so rude that I--

Well, I guess my audition just got a little tougher.

- Sorry. - It's alright.

I like a challenge.

[chuckles]

I need to be able to talk to you, Ephram.

And I know you're getting older

and you're working things out for yourself

and-and I respect that..

...at least I'm, I'm trying to.

But recently this just isn't, isn't working for me.

'And it's not because I wanna control your life'

'or that I, that I wanna parent you to death.'

It's because..

...I miss you.

I-I need to be a part of your life

and I need you to be a part of mine.

It's important.

I know.

I'll try.

Thanks.

Well, I'll let you get back to practicing.

- Dad. - Mm-hm?

Thank you for telling me about the phone call.

I probably never would have found out otherwise.

No problem.

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