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(male narrator) Previously on "Everwood.."

What in the world is going on in here?

So, I was hoping you could help me put together a resume.

'You know, maybe we could figure something out.'

Because I think I need a job.

I really miss having a friend

'that doesn't drive me absolutely insane.'

Me too.

And I could take Sam on Saturday afternoon.

Don't worry, I got Delia that night.

Great, then I can give you next Saturday.

Please, you can have the next 10 saturday nights

'cause I got nothing going on.

I love you, Ephram.

I love you, too.

Eight, nine, 10.

Ready or not, here I come.

I'll give him a few minutes.

He always hides in the same places, anyways.

Hmm, under the bed?

- In his closet. - Mm-hmm.

It's not really a challenge.

Yeah, it's nice of you to play along, though.

I know.

(Sam) 'Come and get me!'

- Be right back. - 'I'll save you the socks.'

(Delia) 'I sure hope I can find you!'

[instrumental music]

What's this?

- That? - It was under your bed.

'Oh, you're kidding.'

That's where that thing got to. Thank you so much.

I've been, I've been looking everywhere for that.

You're welcome. It was right under here.

So, what is it?

Oh, well, it's just, it's a foot massager. That's what that is.

Um, I'm on my feet all day and it helps relieves

the tension uh, in my feet.

- How does it work? - Oh, it doesn't. It's broken.

If it's broken, then why do you still have it?

Because I was gonna return it.

That's why I still have the box.

Why do you keep it under your bed?

(Sam) 'Hey! Where are you guys?'

[sighs] Let's go save Sam.

You go first.

[instrumental music]

[theme music]

[music continues]

I told you it wasn't good.

A foot massager?

Did she just see it, or-or did she turn it on?

I mean, was there...buzzing?

No. God, no. I mean, she just found it.

They were playing hide-and-seek.

I guess she was gonna hide under my bed..

I don't know what to say. This is obviously very awkward.

Nina, what is it about your house?

Penthouses, foot massagers..

...it's like living next door to Larry Flynt.

Obviously, I have learned that the best thing to do

is to come to you right away...just in case.

- Just in case what? - In case Delia brings it up.

Which I'm sure she won't cause I think I covered really well.

I mean she probably already forgot, but..

...you may want to just check in with her just to be safe.

Why would I do that? Do you think I should do that?

And how would I explain a vib-foot...thing?

I don't know, but if she does bring it up

that means that my cover didn't cover.

And you're probably gonna have to deal with it.

- That's all I'm saying. - Dad!

Ephram ate all the ice cream.

What are you guys talking about?

Cheese...cake. Cheesecake.

Uh, Nina is making one for your birthday next week.

'Isn't that right, Nina?'

[Nina laughs] 'That's right.'

'But it was supposed to be a surprise, remember?'

- 'Oh, right, sorry.' - Oh, that's okay.

Well.. Well, I better go. Um, I'll see you later, Delia.

What were you really talking about?

I just told you, sweetheart, birthday stuff.

Now, let's go see about that ice cream.

Delia left this at Nina's.

Oh, yeah, just throw it anywhere.

How did that dance thing go?

It didn't.

'You doing homework?'

Uh, no.

Is that.. Do-do you keep a journal?

What?

No. It's, uh, it's a letter, uh, for Amy, but it's private, so..

Oh. Is it your addendum?

My what?

To the "I love you", postscript, additional material--

Yeah, I know, I know what an addendum is.

I just didn't know you knew about

The "I love you?" Yeah, she told me.

First she said it, then you said it back.

There was pizza.

She said that first she said it, and then I said it?

Yeah.

Did she seem weirded out by that, upset or anything?

I don't think so. Why, does it matter who says it first?

No, I mean, I don't think so

but obviously if she told you the order

in which "I love you's" were exchanged

does mean something, which means the addendum

is more necessary than I originally thought.

Maybe I can help you.

Uh, I don't think so.

I'm actually not terrible at it.

I know, because I'm terrible at just about everything else

but I can write.

Are they all full?

Uh, pretty much...yes.

[chuckles]

I also do short stories

but most of those are on my computer.

You think it's weird?

Only if it's just from October.

No. No.

Does is all in of them. Start at aDoewsn seventh grade.

I wasn't exactly the queen of popularity back then either.

So you're consistent.

Well, the truth is, I never really had anyone to talk to.

But I've always had stuff to say.

So, I just said it to myself.

Well, you're not gonna have that problem anymore.

You got Amy. She's your friend.

And she's a good friend, too. I should know.

Yeah she was the first friend I had when I moved here.

That's good.

Maybe you should start with that for your letter.

Oh, right.

- I really don't mind helping. - No, it's okay.

I mean, I think this is something

that I should probably try to do by myself.

Yeah, I understand.

Okay, I'll, uh, I'll see you later.

Okay.

[instrumental music]

I hope Bright hasn't already eaten at the restaurant.

He stuffs himself on those jalapeno poppers.

When has that ever stopped him from eating again?

The boy has the metabolism of a gerbil.

Ladies and gentlemen

you are looking at the latest employee of the month.

Oh, honey, that's wonderful.

[laughs] Huh?

Did I mention? I'm on a plaque?

'Yeah, a plaque.'

I haven't even been working there for a whole month

and I'm already their greatest employee.

How awesome is that?

Yeah, swell.

- Awesome, indeed. - 'Oh, did I mention?'

Employees get to eat for free even when they're not working

and Mikey says I get to pick up dinner shifts from now on

so I get to sleep in.

- 'The benefits are endless.' - Really?

Does that mean you'll be getting health and dental?

No, not "The benefits" benefits.

You know, the other kind.

Anyways, I'm gonna call Fordo

'cause he's gonna freak out when he hears how much

I pulled down in tips tonight, right?

Next stop, employee of the year!

[laughs]

(Bright) 'Booyah!'

[chuckles]

By all means call Fordo.

Who is I believe, away at college.

- Pursuing an actual future. - Stop it.

You should be happy he's doing so well

and they like him so much.

They love him. Didn't you hear him?

Mikey is giving him dinner shifts, booyah.

Oh, for goodness sake.

But this is just a-a start.

Working in a restaurant isn't gonna be Bright's career.

But he's happy right now.

He's too happy, Rose, that's the trouble.

If this job is enough for him

if that plaque on the wall is all the validation he needs.

How can you be so certain that he will ever

pursue something more?

[instrumental music]

'Do you think I should call her? She might be really upset.'

When I saw her earlier, she seemed fine.

Did I mention how good you look today?

She's not fine. You obviously weren't listening to the story.

I was listening, I just don't see how Hannah

not making the ballet team is such a big deal.

She didn't just not make it, she fell...bit it!

She was supposed to do this chasse step

in line with everybody, which is a really easy step.

but instead of going right, she went left and bumped into

Katie who bumped into Melanie and then fell

with this huge thud and everyone started laughing.

You know how red she gets.

[chuckles]

[sigh]

- This isn't funny. - Well, what do you expect?

I'm not sure the girl can walk and chew gum at the same time.

Signing up for ballet class is not a wise move on her part.

But that's just it, it wasn't her idea.

It was my stupid idea.

So, it's not your fault she tripped.

[sighs] Oh, my god, I feel so bad.

The stupid Bright date was my fault.

Now this is my fault.

This is not the same as that.

It is to Hannah.

To her, this is just one more

completely humiliating experience

that she can relate back to me.

Don't worry about it so much.

She'll get over it, alright?

I just want her to like me.

Like you? The girl worships you.

No, she doesn't.

She's not comfortable around me yet. I can tell.

I just keep thinking if maybe I introduce her to more people.

Help her fit in more.

You know, you don't need to worry about her so much.

I need to just give her some time

she'll find her niche eventually.

I mean, she kind of already has.

You know she's a writer?

Really? Where is she a writer?

She's not, like, uh, a professional writer.

She's like, she's a writer. That's what she does.

'She showed me these journals the other day.'

It's like the box set history

of Hannah volumes one through 1,000.

Hmm.

Well, this opens up all kinds of possibilities.

I mean, if Hannah is a writer, she can join the newspaper.

'There's that new arts and literary supplement'

'that they do every semester.'

And remember when that girl, Camie Dexter

got her poem published in "Cosmo Girl?"

I'm still working through my back issues.

Well, it totally sucked.

but her q-rating went up like a thousand points.

We can do better. We can get her published in "Jane."

I tell you she's a writer and you turn her into Stephen King.

How do you even know her writing is good?

Well, I'll read something of hers first.

I mean, I'm not gonna set her up

for another catastrophe like today.

And you expect her to just hand over her personal journals

- For you to read? - No, but that's the point.

We need to get to that level.

I've been sharing a lot of my own personal things

with her, so..

I know. I heard.

Well, that's what girlfriends are for.

And ever since Laynie left

I've really missed having that person.

That's why this friendship is so important to me.

And who am I?

You're the guy that I talk to my girlfriends about.

It's a very crucial role, trust me.

Oh!

(Andy) 'So I want you to stay on the Fentanyl.'

'I'm also gonna give you a prescription here for Alevil'

Which should help with the pain.

And try to avoid any undue exertion.

Tough to exert much of anything these days.

I guess I have bucked the odds already, though, huh?

(Andy) 'Pancreatic cancer can be very aggressive.'

You have had an amazing run, Mrs. Hoover.

That's because she is amazing.

Yeah, well, it's all part of my master plan.

You see, I skipped over the denial stage

and went straight to anger.

I think my rage scared away the reaper

a little longer than most.

[chuckles]

It's this, uh..

Pesky acceptance stage I'm not so sure about.

Our daughter moved her wedding date up.

'It's in two weeks.'

And we just had these redone.

They did a lovely job, didn't they?

We knew it wasn't a guarantee but we just thought

What do you say, doc?

Will I get to see my baby girl in her wedding gown?

It's a Vera Wang.

It cost more than my chemo.

Well, just take it easy until then.

but I have a very good feeling about it.

[chuckles]

Thank you, Dr. Brown, for everything.

- You're welcome. - Let's go now.

[instrumental music]

I'll be right there, honey.

Okay.

How are you holding up?

I'm okay.

You really think she'll make it for the wedding?

[inhales]

Well, I don't believe in guarantees

but, yeah, I do.

She's incredibly strong

and even with a conservative judgment.

I think that two weeks is a very safe prognosis.

Is there anything else I can do?

You know, just keep being there for her.

'and make her as comfortable as possible.'

'I'm afraid that's all anybody can do for her now.'

How long does she have? All of it?

Oh, that's so tough to say.

Well, give me your best guess.

Six weeks...maybe.

I'm so sorry, Bill.

[sighs]

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

(Delia) 'Mine don't feel any different.'

Me neither.

Maybe we didn't do it right.

How else would you do it?

I don't know.

I still think it looks like a microphone.

You know how when grown-ups lie

they start talking fast, and they never look you

right in the face?

[scoffs] Yeah.

Well, both Nina and my dad did that to me

on the same day I found that.

Interesting, so you think they're lying?

Well, they might not be lying.

But they're definitely not telling the whole truth.

And don't you think it's weird she keeps it under her bed?

My brother keeps dirty magazines under his bed.

Exactly. Because it's a secret.

You only keep secret stuff under your bed.

What do you keep under your bed?

Extra twinkies.

Me too!

I'll ask my stepmom.

Good idea. Call me when you find out.

I don't know if it's the dill

or the oregano that makes it so good.

But it's definitely something green.

Next week, I'm gonna try provolone.

Mm, you're a wild man.

- Mm. - Nina, Nina.

How's my favorite waitress?

Tired, underpaid, and smelling vaguely of grease.

(sigh) What can I get you, Jake?

Coffee to go, thanks.

She looks pretty cute in that apron, doesn't she?

What's the story with you two? You ever hook it up?

"Hook it up?" Who are you, my frat brother?

Are you still mad about Edna?

She came to me!

I swe-I never would have even given her the job

if I knew it would come between us.

Come on, Andy, let's hug this out and get to the next level.

I've got a case I could really use some backup on.

Come on, yeah?

Okay? Alright.

- There we-- - Okay, alright, that's it.

Wow, that is some shampoo you're using.

What is that, apple?

- Pear. - Ahh.

- 'Here you go.' - Thanks.

So, the patient is a 54-year-old African-American male

with viral cardiomyopathy.

I've got him on Lisinopril, a diuretic, and a beta-blocker.

I even put him on warfarin just to be safe.

All those drugs only treat the symptoms.

They aren't curative for cardiomyopathy.

The guy is gonna need a transplant

if he's gonna live much longer.

We are simpatico, my friend. I couldn't agree more.

but this guy won't even let me put him on the list.

He flat refuses to pursue anything more aggressive

than the meds, it's a mystery.

So, what do you say, will you help me out?

Tag team?

Maybe you can get through to him.

Show this kid how it's done.

Alright, I'll do it.

But not because I like you.

I still don't like you.

That's great, man. Thanks.

I'll send over his chart.

By the way, what's the patient's name?

Oh, it's Hoover. Bill Hoover.

[music over radio]

So I hear you're a writer.

No, no. I'm not a writer.

I just write, which is more different than it sounds.

Do you do poetry?

Please, no, I'm not Daria.

[chuckles]

So, what do you write like, short stories, essays

scathing political editorials?

Um, I do some short stories.

Mainly, I just write what comes into my head

you know, journal-type stuff, no big deal.

Cool. Can I see?

My journals? No.

No, they're dumb.

Okay, here's what I'm thinking.

Basically, yeah, dance is not your thing. Totally my fault.

I'm really sorry about that.

Um, but writing is your thing.

And I was thinking that it might be a good way

to meet new people, get more involved at the school.

Do I need to meet more people?

I know that the idea of being a joiner seems false to you.

but sometimes it's good to just jump in

and try something new.

You might be surprised at how much you like it.

I dunno, maybe.

Great, okay, so I was thinking that we'd start

by submitting one of your stories to Jane

which is an insanely cool magazine.

You get in there, the entire school will die.

- Wait, what? - Oh, no, don't worry.

I mean, I'll help you pick it out.

That's, that's why I'm here. You don't have to do it alone.

I don't want to do it at all.

No one has ever read my writing, Amy.

I-i-it's not something I share. It's private.

So, you won't even show me?

- Oh. - No...uh, wait.

It's not that I don't trust you.

No, no, no. um...no worries.

I'll pretend that I didn't even ask.

[music over radio]

You'll never guess who I ran into today.

- Paris Hilton. - Who? Oh. No.

Actually, it's Ralph Bigelow. You remember Ralph?

Owns the inn over at Eyelash Lake.

Yeah, right. Bald dude?

Well, he's on uh, propecia now.

Anyhow, it turns out that they are looking

for a new lodge host over at the inn.

We had a chat. He remembers you quite fondly.

'Guess what?'

You have an interview for the position tomorrow afternoon.

But I already have a job.

But this could be a terrific opportunity for you, Bright.

Lots of room for growth.

'Be able to learn different facets of the service industry.'

And if you enjoy it you could study

hotel and resort management at college next year.

- Can you major in that? - Oh, absolutely.

In fact, there's an especially fine school

at the University of Nevada at Las Vegas.

Vegas, huh? That could be fun.

And not too far away.

(Bright) 'Well, thanks, guys.'

I'll definitely, you know, think about it.

I, uh, have to work tomorrow, though.

I can't get my shifts covered. It's a little too late for that.

Already done. I have spoken with your manager, Mr...Mikey,

'and everything is taken care of.'

In fact, I wrote down the particulars

in case you need them.

Thanks, guys.

- UNLV, sounds, sounds cool. - Hah.

I'll give it my best shot.

Hey, I told you she wasn't gonna let you read them.

Was I right, or was I right?

Whatever, it's not like I care.

So, what happens now?

Is Hannah kicked out of the sisterhood?

Is there paperwork involved?

Look, if the girl doesn't want to fit in better..

- It's her problem. I tried. - You okay?

I'm fine, I'm not the one who doesn't

know anybody at this school.

If she wants to continue being

a total social zero, it's her life.

Exactly, not everybody is cut out

to be a social rockstar in high school.

You just make it look too easy.

[sighs]

That reminds me, I want to uh, I want to give you something.

- You did? Really? - Mm-hmm.

Me too, I figured four and a half months definitely deserved

'some kind of celebration.'

It's been four and a half months?

I thought it was three.

Well, yeah, it depends on how you count.

I decided to go from the moment you got on the plane.

I was debating the picnic

but the plane just had a much more dramatic feel.

Anyways, there's no card.

Everything sounds so lame when it's on paper, don't you think?

Definitely.

Sure passes to Comic Con in Denver next weekend.

Amy, this is unbelievable.

So, what did you get me?

Uh..

Dinner.

Yeah, my dad gave me the card.

So you can order more dessert if you want to.

Thank you, I'm full, but that was very sweet of him

and you, of course.

I love you, Ephram.

Yeah, I love you, too.

(Andy) 'Louise, have we heard from Bill Hoover yet?'

(Clark) 'Wait a minute! Wait a minute!'

(Andy) 'Mrs. Clark!'

I tried to stop her. She's very strong.

- Are the kids okay? - In fact, they are not.

It's bad enough the vile influences

our children pick up on cable television these days

'but this takes the cake.'

I don't know what you're talking about.

Brittany came home from playing with your daughter

and wound up snooping around my bed asking about foot massagers

over dinner with guests no less.

Oh, no. I'm so sorry.

Believe me, nothing ruins the taste of pork loin

like public scandal.

I didn't know what to say.

I didn't know anything about this.

Really? Pardon me if I'm neither

shocked nor comforted by that.

Delia and Brittany must have been over at my friend's house.

Your friend's house?

When Brittany tells me she's at Delia's

I assume she's under your supervision

not that of some stranger who leaves her whosie-whatsies

right out for all the world to see.

Oh, first of all, her whosie-whatsie

was under her bed.

- Is this a joke to you? - No, of course not.

But I do think you're overreacting a little bit.

I mean, they are just kids.

Right, and I would like mine to remain so

for another five years, at least.

I understand. Look, I thought the whole thing would blow over.

I should have talked to Delia the first time she found it.

The first time? Unbelievable!

I'm sorry, I can't let Brittany play with Delia anymore.

Please don't do that. That's not a solution.

For the moment, it's the only one I can come up with.

I'm sorry, Dr. Brown.

Missus..

[door closes]

Clark..

(Andy) 'I mean, I can't tell you how embarrassing it was.'

Do you have any idea what it's like

to have another parent find you in the middle of the workday

and scream at you about something like that?

Well, I'm guessing it feels a lot like this.

I mean, I don't even know what to do about it now.

Delia may lose her best friend over this.

I am so sorry, Andy.

But for the record, I told you that if she brought it up

you should talk to her about it.

Instead, you said "Cheesecake."

It was a reflex!

And for the record

I shouldn't be having to deal with any of this!

- She's only 10! - "Only?"

I mean, if you're this upset now what are you gonna do

when she starts asking the really big questions?

Oh, I will handle that when the time comes.

Don't you worry about that.

- Oh, are you sure about that? - Yeah.

Because it's completely out of your hands.

There's rumors on the school bus.

There's gossip from the older kids.

There's lots of vague questions. There's half-truths.

And you don't get to set the schedule

for any of that to suit your comfort level.

It doesn't work that way.

Okay, you want to be honest about this?

Let's be totally honest, okay?

This whole thing is your fault.

This situation that I am in right now.

This position I am in right now

wouldn't be happening if you didn't have this

this, this need to, to..

Didn't have the need to what?

Oh, come on. You know what!

- Can you not even say the word? - I can say the word.

I don't need to say the word!

Just take that thing and stick it in your car or-or lock it up

whatever, but just keep it away from my daughter!

Lock it up? Are we talking about my massager or my sexuality?

Oh, here we go. Let's just make it all about you.

It is about me!

I am sorry if my needs as a woman

conflict with your needs for a babysitter!

But guess what, Andy, I haven't had sex in almost a year.

I'm getting a little antsy, if you want to know the truth.

No. I don't want to know the truth!

I don't want to know it. I don't need to know it!

I-I don't like to be thinking about you as a woman

when I'm trying to talk to you!

In fact, I don't like to think about you like that ever!

[dramatic music]

I'm sorry, that-that didn't come out right.

Look-look can we...can we just, you know, figure this out?

You figure it out. I got to go back to work.

(Hannah) 'So you never even gave it to her?'

How could I? After one of those tickets.

My pathetic attempt at a love letter?

- It wasn't epic enough? - Not even close.

Maybe I'll just wait until I'm 40, buy her a car.

Amy!

I, uh, I looked for you at lunch.

Oh, yeah, I was in the dance room

working on pirouettes with the girls.

[bell ringing]

Oh.

Um, so, I was thinking about

what you said about me joining the paper.

I-I know you're trying to help make me more popular.

which is unbelievably nice of you, but..

The thing is, it's never gonna happen.

[sighs]

What?

It's just you keep saying how you've never had any friends but

I have been trying harder than I ever have before to be that.

Granted, I haven't had to make a new friend since kindergarten

so I'm probably going about it completely the wrong way, but..

God, Hannah, you are so shut off, it's scary.

It's because I don't want the whole world reading my journal--

I don't care about that.

If you don't want everybody

reading your writing that's fine, I get it.

I just didn't think I was the same as the whole world.

You're not.

Since you got here, I have shared so much stuff with you.

You know about Colin, you know about everything that's

going on with me and Ephram

and...I don't even know your middle name.

I know we haven't known each other for a very long time

and I'm probably pushing this friendship

into something it's not meant to be, but..

...I like you.

There's something strange about you that I find interesting.

To tell you the truth, you remind me a lot of Ephram.

[chuckling] Really?

But..

...it won't work if it's only one-sided

and I don't think you're really comfortable talking to me.

No, that-that is not it. I am just--

Shy?

I know, and I don't want you to have to change who you are

just so that we can hang out.

I mean, we don't have to be best friends

we can just be what we are, like, acquaintance friends.

I'll see you later, okay, Hannah?

[instrumental music]

I still don't understand why you didn't come to me with this?

Why would you go to Dr. Hartman when I'm already--

Call it a conflict of interest.

You're a good man, Dr. Brown.

'If you knew about me, I didn't think you'd be able'

'to keep it from my wife.'

And I don't need her worrying about me

not...not now, you hear?

Bill, listen to me, your heart is severely damaged

and will not recover. You need a new one.

- It's as simple as that. - It's a long shot, anyway.

Look, I signed up for a transplant once..

After..

Look, I understand that you want to be there for your wife.

But your daughter is going to need a father

'when she's gone... even more so.'

'She's going to have kids of her own someday.'

And they deserve to get to know their grandfather.

- What about those weddings? - I hear what you're saying.

I know life will go on when she's gone.

But it won't be the same.

It won't mean what it meant when she was in it.

We've been through everything together.

Damn good team. Raised a fine girl.

We've been partners for every bump along the road

every mountain and molehill alike

and I am not gonna let that go.

Until forces bigger than me snatch it away.

Now, she needs me to help her fight these last few weeks.

When that battle is done

then I'll worry about myself, but not one minute before.

When she's gone..

...I'm gonna need a new heart anyway..

...'cause this one will be broken into bits.

In six weeks, I'm yours.

Until then, I'm hers.

In six weeks, I know some great surgeons.

Thank you.

[instrumental music]

I cannot wait for the next bighorn meeting.

Ralph Bigelow just phoned.

Oh, yeah, what did he have to say?

I am not amused, Bright. How could you not even show up?

You know, in your effort to embarrass me

all you have done today is close the door on something

that may have truly benefited you.

An entire avenue for your future just gone.

It was your future, not mine.

You know, I was merely trying to affect some change

in your slippered march down the path of least resistance.

No, what you merely did was humiliate me.

Calling my manager and changing my schedule?

You told me where, when, and why

to go meet some guy for some job I didn't even ask for.

It's like you don't trust me to decide anything for myself.

Well, you haven't exactly inspired confidence of late.

Well, you know what? I like my job.

It's working out okay.

Well, "Working out okay" isn't what you should be aiming for.

'You had real goals last year, Bright.'

You may have forgotten, but I haven't. You worked hard.

Harder than I have seen you work at anything.

- A lot of good that did me. - It did.

You may not have gotten into the colleges you wanted.

But you had a genuine passion for your studies

'not just for the result, but for the effort.'

I am trying, Bright.

I am trying...not to let

disappointment get the better of both of us.

I am trying to help you attain what you said you wanted!

Well, I don't know what I want anymore.

So, what is so wrong with me working

at a restaurant while I try to figure that out?

I don't mind you working at a restaurant.

I mind you going from fighting to get an education

to complacently hustling nachos for tip money.

'I mind you thinking that it is okay'

to settle and foreclose on your life.

For God's sake, you don't even pretend

like you want anything more.

Do you want me to pretend? You want me to lie to you?

That's great. It's a lot easier that way.

I want you to wake up.

The clock is ticking.

You continue to clown around

waiting for your real life to begin

it will pass you by without so much as a wave.

What the hell is wrong with you, man?

Do you think you can, you can scare me

into knowing what I want to do with my life?

I mean, don't you think that if I had any clue at all

I would be on a plane right this moment

headed as far away from this house as humanly possible?

I wish I knew, okay?

'Believe me, I-I would love to'

figure it out more than you even want me to.

Because until then, I am stuck here...with you

which at the moment is the last place on Earth I want to be.

[door slams]

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What the hell happened yesterday?

- I'm sorry? - My patient.

You talked to him, right?

Look, maybe you should hear the whole story--

- So why did you cave, man? - I didn't cave.

But we can't force him to accept our recommendation.

There are other factors involved.

What other factors could possibly

be more important than his own life?

You know what? Forget it.

I have already gone ahead and submitted him

for the transplant list anyway.

And I've asked the head of cardiology

at the Denver Hospital to come talk to him.

It might take some doing, but I'm gonna put up

a hell of a better fight than you did that's for sure.

You have to understand something.

It's different being a doctor here.

No, it's not.

People get sick and die in LA.

People get sick and die in Everwood. It's all the same.

We're supposed to try and keep that from happening, remember?

There's nothing different about it.

Maybe you came here to hibernate take it easy for a little while

but I came here to rededicate myself

to things that really matter.

This man's life, that matters to me.

So, I'll take care of it myself.

Well, good luck.

Hey.

Sorry to interrupt.

Um, I just wanted to tell you that

I wrote a story for "Jane Magazine"

and I was kind of hoping you guys would read it

before I sent it in.

What's it about?

Uh, just some stuff that's been going on this past week.

It's not very good, and I know they're not gonna take it.

'So when I get my rejection letter'

which I know I'm gonna get.

I'm...really hoping you'll be there for me...with tissues.

Definitely.

'"Boy loves girl", that's a great title, I like it.'

This, uh, seems awfully familiar..

Especially the girl.

Is this about us?

I think it is, yeah.

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Did you really write me a love letter?

Why? Then why didn't you give it to me?

And did you actually call it an addendum?

I wanted to give it to you. I just..

It didn't feel special enough, especially after your present.

Ephram..

I wanted to plan our anniversary dinner

when I knew that it was our anniversary

and I wanted to be able to tell you that..

I loved you first.

You're stealing my mojo.

You have so much mojo, you don't even know.

That's why you're so great. That's why I--

- Don't. - Sorry.

I love you, Amy.

You don't have to say it back this time.

This one's all mine.

Behold.

Complete cutting-edge podiatric care.

Guaranteed to gently transport you

to a relaxing Oasis of personal comfort.

You know, they actually make these for feet. Who knew?

[laughs] Wow.

It's your heaviest apology yet.

What brought you around this time?

Oh, the usual..

regret...self-recrimination...

and one big realization.

'I didn't talk to Delia about all this stuff.'

Not because I didn't know how to although that's part of it.

I just knew that... that conversation

would lead to another conversation.

The big conversation... and I just couldn't..

...bear the idea of doing it alone.

You're missing Julia.

You know, I'm always thinking about the times that I..

That I want her here.

Something funny will happen, or something beautiful

and I'll think, "Oh, God, Julia would love that."

'That's the daily stuff.'

Sometimes, I forget that I actually need her here

for the big stuff.

You know, before we met, I had no interest in being a father.

It was not part of my plan.

And when it came to the kids..

...it was always the "We" that got me through everything.

Yeah, parenting is a team sport that way.

Well, at least it should be.

Well, I wasn't around for a lot of it.

But whenever there really was a crisis

we would talk it through together.

We were a team and even if we disagreed about something

'we always had each other's backs.'

Now, I'm just...constantly second-guessing myself.

If I had this little confidence as a surgeon

I would have quit a very long time ago.

Oh, well, some parents do.

Believe me, I never would have signed up

for the solo routine either.

(Andy) 'It's crazy, isn't it?'

They always talk about how much better

a two-parent family is for the kids but they never talk about

how much better it is for the parents.

I mean, it's hard enough to get

everything done without any help.

But you add to that the, uh..

the emotional responsibility and..

The daily fear of just screwing everything up.

I know, I'm convinced Sam is gonna

end up in major psychoanalysis.

[laughing]

Yeah, I-I think you should

give yourself more credit though, Andy.

You got a couple of really great kids over there.

Well..

I think all that credit goes to her.

Oh, and, Nina, that stuff I said earlier--

Oh, forget it.

No, no, I...I didn't mean it.

I do see you, and... you look very pretty today.

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- What is this? - Rent.

Is $250 enough?

I can probably swing $300, but...uh

This is unnecessary, Bright.

Not for me. I'll start picking up more shifts.

Eventually, I should make enough to be able to get my own place.

Sweetheart, we should talk about this.

Thanks, mom, but I'm all talked out.

[sighs] I shouldn't have pushed.

Bright's just...spreading his wings a bit.

A spark of independence isn't a bad thing.

The truth is, he's gonna have to make these decisions himself

and he's going to make mistakes along the way.

I know. You're right.

God, I've handled this all so badly.

"We."

We're in this together, remember?

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[sighs]

Is this gonna take more than an hour?

'cause I've got long division waiting upstairs.

Sweetie, you're at an age

where you're curious about things, personal things.

You mean sex?

Um, yeah, I mean sex.

I already know what sex is.

Really? Okay.

But you're going to start to hear things, more things

and it's natural and healthy to have questions about them.

And you just need to know that it's okay to come to me

or to Nina if you need answers to those questions.

That's right. I mean, you can come to me.

If you get curious about stuff.

Good. Then I have a question.

I figured you might.

That thing I found under your bed...was that for sex?

You know how you have long division

waiting for you upstairs?

You're changing the subject.

No. No, I'm not. Work with me here.

Long division, you're pretty good at it, aren't you?

Best in my class...except for Vanessa, but she's crazy smart.

Were you good at it last year or two years ago?

I didn't even know what long division was back then.

But you do now, because you're ready

and that's how it is with everything else in life.

Some things you just have to be older to understand.

If you try to figure them out too soon

you just get more confused.

Does that make sense?

I guess.

Do I get another question?

Hit me.

Why do some people say "Make love"

and other people say "Have sex?"

Do you do the same stuff?

Well, now that's..

That's a really good question, actually.

When people are in love they want to express that feeling.

♪ It's a long way up It's a long way down ♪♪

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