All language subtitles for 7th_heaven_s02e08_do_something

Wonderful sermon, as usual, Rev. Well,
thanks for coming, as usual, Ed.

Stop by the rec room for refreshments if
you've got time.

Simon, no soliciting on church property.

My son's trying to earn some prize by
selling greeting cards.

My son's doing the same thing.

There's an ad in a comic book that's got
them all going door to door.

It's a comic book ad, huh, Neil? Maybe
that's where I should advertise church

services, attract more young people.

Oh, you could advertise Matt's broken up
with Heather. That'll attract more

young people.

Thanks.

Mrs. Camden, I'm trying to locate the
culinary magician who made these.

extraordinary. They're just muffins, Mr.
Friel.

Oh, no, no. These are not just muffins.
I've tasted a lot of just muffins, and

these are, well, extraordinary.

How'd you like to sell them in my
stores?

Sell what?

I'm offering your mom a chance to go
into business with me.

Great. Mom needs a job.

By the way, do you gift drop any of your
cookies?

You know, as gifts that might require,
say, a greeting card for any and all

occasions.

Not now, Simon.

Sorry about that.

Well, what about my offer?

Mr. Friel, I'm really flattered, but I
already have a job raising five kids.

Oh, hey, girls.

I was just telling your mom she could
make a lot of money selling these

Really? Yeah, really.

But I told him I was too busy.

Doing what?

Hey, Emery, how's it going?

Ah, okay, I guess.

It's hard, but we're hanging in there.
Is that where Nell is this morning with

Steve? Yeah.

His condition is stabilized for now, but
we figured better than taking him home,

it might be a little less risky keeping
him in the hospital in case, you know,

there's an emergency situation.

Anyway, insurance is paying for hospital
care.

If there's anything I can do, let me
know.

There's really nothing anyone can do.

Right now, they're giving him six
months.

That's it.

That's what we're dealing with.

I don't know how you're managing.

We are getting a little worn out.

Both working, stopping by at lunch, and
then going back over at dinner and

staying with him until he's asleep.

Actually, maybe there is something you
could do.

Mel asked me to see if you knew anyone
we could hire to sit with Steve. Someone

responsible enough to hang out with him
at night so we could get some rest.

We're willing to pay good money.

Excuse me.

You know, I could sit with the kid.

I don't think so.

I'll tell you what, Emery.

I'll check around, see if I can come up
with somebody for you.

Thanks, Frank. Appreciate it.

My best to Nell and Steve, okay? Yeah,
thanks.

Hey, Dad.

Seven heavens, when I see their happy
faces smiling

back at me.

Seven heavens, I know there's no greater
feeling than the love

of family.

Where can you go when the

world goes to hell?

that's the one place that you'll find
seven

seven seven

seven

Kills me.

Oh, hey, Dad. Yeah.

Next time you're talking to Mom, I think
you should encourage her to get out in

the world. Really? Yeah.

Mary and I think that part of the reason
why Mom stays at home is because you're

not the type to help around the house
and with the kids.

So she feels like she's obligated to
just be a housewife when she can make a

whole lot of money out there in the real
world, especially now that Ruthie's in

school. What brought this on?

Well, David Friel, the cookie man,
offered her a chance to help him expand

business with her muffins.

But her self -confidence has been so
undermined over the years that she

even have enough self -esteem to want to
try it.

Your mom has a college degree with
majors from home economics to business

philosophy. And on top of all that, she
can bake a cake while putting in a new

garbage disposal.

Why would she be suffering from low self
-esteem? Well, maybe she's never had a

chance to spread her wings and fly a
little bit.

You know, pass the role of mother and
wife.

Dad, all we want is for you to be
supportive and encouraging in case she

she wants to experiment a little with
this muffin thing.

Dad, can we talk for a second?

Love to.

I'm kind of angry with you about
something.

Well, I'm glad you're telling me that
instead of...

Running out of the house and doing
something crazy.

What'd you do?

I got a job.

What kind of job?

I'm taking care of that Steve kid.

So you just went to Emery and Nell and
asked them for the job when I told you

no? Yeah, I went to them. I thought it
should be their decision.

Well, now I'm a little angry with you.

Why? Come on, Matt. You went around me
knowing I didn't want you to take the

job. I said no.

But why don't you want me to have it?
You know I need the money.

Do I have to remind you that for the
past six or seven jobs you've had,

also needed the money, and yet you
managed to get yourself fired? This

be a good job to get fired from. I'm not
going to get fired.

Have you met Steve?

No. Steve is tough to be around.

Even for me, I'm a minister. I've
counseled the dying and been with sick

a lot.

Being with a kid who's dying is
different. It's harder.

It's the hardest thing in the world.

I'm just going to read to him.

When are you supposed to start?

Tonight.

What do you say we compromise? And I use
the term loosely because I really

didn't want you to do this, and you're
doing it.

Let me come with you to the hospital
tonight, and if you think you can handle

this, then fine, but this is really not
something that you should get involved

in unless you're absolutely sure you can
do it. If you can't, it's okay.

Steve's parents will understand.

Dad, it pays 20 bucks a night. I can do
it.

How would he pay for the muffins when he
could eat them at our house for free?

Mr. Freel wants to buy the muffins from
me and then sell them in his cookie

stores. And then he'll pay me part of
the money he makes. It's called sharing

the profits.

Why wouldn't you get all the profits?

Well, because without Mr. Freel's
bakeries, I couldn't sell the muffins.

not? I don't have any place to sell
them, and even if I did, I'm not very

at selling anything.

Neither is Simon, but he's selling
greeting cards.

Has he sold any yet?

No, when he's supposed to sell ten boxes
of them. And if he does, he just gets

an incredible prize.

If I sold cards, I'd like to make money.

Why don't you then?

You could.

How?

Well, first, you'd have to buy all of
Simon's cards from him. How much is one

box? Four dollars.

So if you sold all ten boxes for five
dollars each instead of four dollars

you'd make one dollar on each box, and
that would give you a total of a ten

dollar profit.

Would that be fair?

Well, it'd be business. You can charge
as much as a customer will pay. Keep

in mind next time you're a customer.

Can I keep the whole $10?

Sure, but of course you'll have to find
someone to loan you $40 so you can buy

Simon's cards.

Who would do that?

I'll loan you the money.

I'd be happy to invest in your business.

It's a win -win situation.

Simon gets his prize, and if you do a
good job, you get your $10.

Can I go tell Simon? Sure, and tell him
to wash up for dinner while you're at

it, okay?

I like pandas.

Daddy, you want to buy a box of greeting
cards?

Oh, not really, sweetheart.

Please, they're just five dollars for a
whole box, and they last a long time.

Okay, one box.

Thanks, Daddy.

Ruthie's helping Simon? She's buying him
out and going into business for

herself. Is that what you plan on doing
with the muffins eventually, buying out

David Friel? You think I couldn't? You
think I'm not smart enough to buy a

of crummy bakeries and go into business
myself?

No, I know how smart you are.

Do you?

Because I don't think anyone in this
family knows how smart I am or how hard

work or even that I work. So you know
what? I'm going into the muffin

One box, four bucks.

That's all I ask.

I see.

Thanks anyway.

Who was that?

Mrs. Bink. She recycles her cards.

Someone sends her one, she sends it
back.

So, how much for all ten boxes?

Who wants to buy all ten boxes?

I do.

And what are you going to do with them?

Sell them. No thanks. I'm selling them.
I'm going to get all ten points in the

sales catalog and win that cool take
action figure.

You still can.

So you're going to buy them from me,
sell them for me, and I'm still going to

get the prize?

Not exactly.

I'm going to sell them for profits.

For five dollars a box.

Look, kid.

I'm the only one in the family who's
good with money.

You can't be me.

You have to be you. So why don't you
just go and do something you're good at.

And stay out of the business world.

You're good at savings and moanings, but
everybody knows I'm the one who can

sell. That's why everyone always picks
me when they have to sell things for

school. No, no, no, they take you
because you're cute.

They used to take me.

Right.

Fine, but I need all 40 bucks up front,
so I can send it for the prize now.

The deal.

Pretty good, huh?

Hey, come on. Talk to me.

I came out there just to tell you how
much I think that you should do this

muffin thing with David. It'll be good
for you to spread your wings a little.

Hey, if you're worried about things
around the house, I'll pitch in.

Look what I did with these flowers.

No, thanks. I'm perfectly capable of
running the household and baking a few

muffins at the same time.

You blew it, huh?

Great dinner, as usual.

Matt and I are going to go to the
hospital now.

Can I pick up anything for you on the
way back?

I don't even know what I did.

You know, I'm just trying to lend my
support so you can do your own thing,

know?

Do you mind telling me where you're
getting all these condescending,

little phrases?

Oh, never mind. I know exactly where
you're getting them from.

Say hi to Nell on Emory for me.

I will.

Bye.

So... Have you called David Friel yet?

Why? Do you think I should?

Oh, definitely. I mean, just because you
did the mom thing first doesn't mean

you can't have a career. I'm still doing
the mom thing. Yeah, but don't you

think you'd be setting a good example
for Ruthie? In what way? We don't want

to think that the only thing a woman
could do is cook and clean.

Where did I go wrong?

Well, maybe it was when you didn't go
back to work after Matt was born. Oh.

You know Reverend Kanda?

Hey, Steve.

Hello, Reverend.

And this is Matt, the guy we've been
telling you about.

Hi.

You know anything about the tick?

As in Arthur's boss?

Well, then, I guess this should...

Work out just fine.

Here it is. A check for $40.

That's him, huh?

Yep. What does it say right here?

Please allow four to six weeks for
delivery.

Four to six weeks is a really long time.

Yeah? Well, it could take you four to
six weeks to sell all ten boxes of

I don't think so.

Hey, can I borrow some comic books to
take to the hospital tonight?

Yeah, sure. What's he into?

Well, he's got all the tick comics, and
outside that, Steve's a pretty

traditional. He likes Superman.

Well, here they are. It's all Superman.

Take a pick.

The new stuff's pretty cool if you can
get used to the new uniform. New

Superman? What's that all about?

You haven't heard of the new Superman?

Getting old, bro.

He was in touch with the younger
generation.

Just like Dad.

Yeah, except, you know, I'm like Dad.
I'm still faster than a speeding bullet.

I'm not hurting him.

I didn't say you were.

Go get your stuff. We're going to be
late for school.

We're going to be late for school. We're
going to be late for school.

Don't worry. No one's going to be
tackling Steve like that. Promise me you

won't. Promise. I'm just going to reach
him. That's it.

Good to hear.

Yeah.

I realize it might be more cost
effective to substitute some of the

but I don't think the quality would be
the same if we went to margarine instead

of butter.

I mean, then again, what might make a
big difference to me might not make any

difference to your customers. What do
you think?

I'm not sure either, but for this
initial test run, I'd say definitely go

the original recipe.

Okay.

You really think the muffins are that
great?

Trust me, I know a winner when I taste
one.

Here's what I propose for our deal. Our
lawyers will work it out in detail, of

course, but I pay you a flat fee for
your muffin recipe, say around $1 ,000.

guaranteeing, of course, that the recipe
stays protected since it is a secret

family recipe. Plus, I'll give you 30 %
of the profits.

Could I keep this sheet to look over?

Sorry to interrupt.

I have to get to work.

No problem, Rev. We're just wrapping up
here.

How's it going?

Great. Great.

I'll talk to you later.

Or when I get home.

Or whatever.

See you around, David.

Sure thing.

Bye.

Hasn't anyone ever told you it's not
nice to eavesdrop?

Did you hear how much Mr. Friel's paying
Mom for a recipe?

Your mother will tell me even when she
wants me to know.

If she's not so mad at you.

She's not mad at me.

Well, she probably is now.

Excuse me?

Dad, you can't just go barging through a
business meeting like that. I was

saying goodbye. What was I supposed to
do, just leave?

What? Not that I'm going to take any
more of your advice.

Dad, how do you expect Mom to deal with
her fear of failure with you always

hovering over her like that, just
waiting for her to fall on her butt?

I wasn't hovering over anybody. And for
the record, I'm quite sure your mom is

not afraid to fall.

Fail.

She's almost been a risk taker.

She married me, didn't she?

This is not a laughing matter.

This is Mom's career we're talking
about.

Hi, Mr. Cleo. Hey, Ruthie. How's it
going?

Fine, thank you.

Simon filled this out. Will you please
mail it? Sure.

Regency Sales Club?

Wow. I didn't even know they were still
in business. I used to sell greeting

cards for them when I was a kid.

My mom helped me buy all my brothers,
and now I'm selling them over again.

Would you like to buy some?

Why not? How much are they going for
these days?

$5 a box, or you can have three boxes
for $20.

Wouldn't it be three boxes for $15?

It would be, but I'm trying to make a
profit, so I'm selling them for more

they're worth.

In that case, I'll take the three for
$20.

Hey, you're almost halfway there.

And I'm halfway to paying you back for
the loaning.

Thank you, Ms.

Camden. Now scoot. The others are
waiting. And make sure Simon doesn't

his lunch in the car again, okay?

Okay.

Bye. Bye.

Thanks. I'll get you the cards as soon
as I can.

I better be going, too. I'll be in touch
sometime this afternoon.

Okay. I'll make sure I'm here. Good. And
I'll have someone drop off the supplies

as soon as I get a better idea of
quantity.

Supplies? For the muffins.

You didn't expect that to do the
shopping on top of all the baking.

The baking?

Here? Yeah, I just assumed.

I mean, being a cookie company, we're
not set up for muffins. Of course, we'd

make the adjustments in the kitchens if
that 30 -day test run goes off, huh?

That's all right with you, isn't it?

Fine.

Hi, kids. How was school?

Oh, the usual.

Where's Simon and Ruthie?

Checking the mailbox. Where else?

Oh. I'm taking off for the hospital. I
told Steve's parents I'd be there by 4

.30. Will you be home for dinner?

Probably not. It's Nell and Emery's
first dinner out in a few months, so I

them to take their time.

Hey, there.

I tried the front door, but no one
answered. Are you Annie Camden? Yes.

I've got your supplies and an order from
David Friel for you.

30 dozen muffins?

I was

just thinking my family's finishing
dinner pretty soon, and then my dad's

to find some excuse to pop in and check
on us.

Yeah.

He'll say he was visiting someone at the
hospital and he thought he'd just drop

by.

Yeah, probably.

What's wrong?

I was just thinking.

What do you think dying is like?

You don't have to answer that.

I think about it sometimes.

I think it's kind of like when you're
little and you're sick and

your parents take you and they put you
in their bed and you wake

up and you know you're not in your bed
but then it just takes a second and you

realize where you are and that you're
okay.

I think it's like that.

Was that a stupid answer?

No, I like it.

Oh.

Does that mean we can change the
subject?

Sure.

Did you know I haven't been outside in
months?

Am I counting that on a patch of grass
between the cafeteria and the parking

lot?

No. No, I didn't know.

My parents are worried that if they take
me out somewhere, something might

happen to me.

Something is going to happen to me.

I'm going to die.

I just wish that before I do, I could
have a day out of this hospital.

I can't take you out, Steve, now without
your parents giving me permission.

Why not?

Because I get fired for one thing.

So your reputation is more important
than my life?

Hey, guys.

I was just upstairs visiting a friend.
Thought I'd drop by.

So... That was great, man.

Yeah.

Hey, you do understand why I can't take
you out of here.

I mean, you're not going to fire me for
not springing out of this place, are

you? No, I don't have to.

I'm pretty sure eventually you'll break.

What time is it?

Oh, honey, it's 5 in the morning. Go
back to bed.

Okay. What day is it? It's Friday.

What time does the delivery man come?

Oh, he'll come around 5 .30. Come on, go
back to bed.

But delivery man... and just wake me up
again. He always rings the doorbell.

Oh, no, he's not going to do that today,
not after the way I yelled at him

yesterday, so don't you worry. Are you
sure I can't just have a cup of coffee

and wait for the mailman? He might bring
the cards today.

Then I can deliver them. He might, but
not for a while. Besides, I don't think

you drink coffee.

I sold all ten boxes.

Well, I know, but I think that was
cheating a little bit to sell Grandpa

Colonel three boxes each.

I gave him a special discount.

Good morning, Mrs. Camden. You rang the
bell. I forgot.

And you're early. Yeah, I know. But the
thing is that the people, they're coming

into the stores earlier than usual to
get those muffins.

Really? They're selling that well?

Yup. You're carving a new niche in Mr.
Freel's cookie world.

Great.

Sorry about the bell. I forgot.

Okay.

Honey.

Why don't you go back to bed and I'll
make breakfast for the kids so you can

some sleep. It's okay. I can handle it.
Are you sure? I'd really like to help

out. I'm fine.

Okay.

You like it light on the cream and heavy
on the sugar, right?

Where are you off to this time of the
morning? I'm going to see Steve.

Isn't it a little early?

I can never get back to sleep after that
guy rings the doorbell. And anyway,

Steve's always up at dawn.

Hey, do you think you could take the
kids to school for me so I can have a

little longer to stay with them?

Yeah, sure, I can do that.

I just hope you're not spending so much
time with Steve that your homework isn't

getting done.

Not at all, I promise. In fact, Steve's
proofreading my essay for Mr. Cobra.

The kid's a spelling genius.

I've got to admit, I may have been wrong
about you and this job.

Surprised?

No, not at all.

What are you doing with that bag?

I wasn't going to take anything. I just
wanted to see how much money was he made

off me.

Just 60 bucks.

That's after she paid back Mom.

She was only supposed to sell those cars
for $40.

Technically, you're the one who was only
allowed to sell them for $40. Once

Ruthie bought them from you, she was
free to charge whatever she wants.

That's a loophole. Mom told me.

It's a loophole.

Why are you whispering?

Because everyone else is.

You know, I'm going to take Happy out.

Happy.

So, what are you going to do with all
that money?

I'll tell you, but you can't tell
nobody.

Anybody?

Them either.

Excuse

me.

Yes? Yeah, I wanted to ask you something
about Steve in there.

Your family?

Not exactly. I mean, no.

I'm just sitting with them for his
parents. But we're good friends.

I'm Reverend Camden's son.

Steve's parents go to our church.

You know, I was hoping I could get a
feel for me of how sick Steve is.

Exactly.

So you are Steve's next mark, I guess,
huh?

The kids had at least one go at everyone
in this entire hospital trying to

convince them to get him out of here.

So why don't you give him a break and
take him out?

Well, without his parents' permission, I
can't. It's against the rules, and if I

broke those rules, I could lose my
license to practice medicine.

Well, why don't his parents take him out
then?

They're scared.

They probably figure they're buying him
some extra time if they keep him under

constant supervision.

Would anything happen to him if he
weren't under constant supervision?

I think he'd be okay for a day out. In
fact, I'm sure of it.

Convincing them, well, that's another
story.

How risky is it?

As long as it didn't involve doing
anything crazy, I'm sure he'd survive.

Hey. What are you doing here?

What do you mean, what am I doing here?
I thought you were going to read my

essay for me.

Maybe later.

I don't feel like it right now.

You feeling sick?

You know, I can get someone.

No, I'm not sick.

I feel really great.

It's just so hard.

I just really, really love one last time
to hit a ball on the

bases.

Hey, Steve.

How about breakfast in the cafeteria
today?

Yeah, sure. That'll be a big thrill.

You know what? I can take him. I'd like
to if it's okay.

Absolutely.

You know where it is?

Well, I'm sure Steve can navigate.

Have fun.

Call your parents and tell them I'm here
and that they don't have to come by

this morning.

Maybe I'd still like to see them before
they go to work.

Yeah?

Thought you wanted to hit a baseball.

Are you kidding?

No, I never kid.

You know, they'll fire you if they catch
us. You know that, right?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Ben, they've done
that.

You can handle it. Call them.

Nell called again. They still haven't
found Steve.

She and Emery went back to the hospital
to wait.

And there's a package from Regency Sales
Club on the kitchen table.

My action figure!

My cards!

Well, I'm going to head back.

Did you check the varsity?

Yeah, I've been there, the pool hall,
just about everywhere. I'm running out

places to look. I'm about ready to
strangle him.

I knew this wasn't a good idea. I just
knew it.

Not so fast.

While we're all waiting to see how this
little adventure of Matt's turns out,

you can help me with tomorrow's muffin
order.

Oh, I can. I got rehab exercises, then
homework and stuff.

Oh. Me too. The homework part.

Plus, Laura invited me to sleep over.
It's Friday. You have the whole weekend

do homework, and you're not sleeping
anywhere tonight. You're going to stay

until the delivery man comes tomorrow
morning at 5 a .m.

Boy, the job's really getting to her.

Yeah, I'm sure it's hard getting used to
it after not working for so long.

Three for the Cookie Man.

Three for Grandpa.

Three for the Crown.

One for Daddy.

That's ten, right?

Sorry you didn't get your tick doll yet.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

No word. No, no, there's no word.

How stupid is that, hiring Matt Camden?
A 17 -year -old boy looking after our

son? I mean, what was I thinking? The
problem is we weren't thinking. We're

tired to think. Look, I'm sure they'll
be back soon. And when they are,

everything will be okay.

Would you be so calm if this was your
kid?

If he were my kid, I would have taken
him out myself. I've already told you as

much.

Look, I'm sure Steve is okay.

And I really wouldn't worry about Matt
Camden.

I have to make rounds. The desk knows to
page me the second they get back, okay?

Excuse me.

Marilyn Holmes to admitting.

Marilyn Holmes to admitting.

I'm sorry. I still haven't found her,
but I got a feeling I've been going

this all wrong. What do you mean? Well,
I've been looking for them at Matt's

hangouts, and it finally occurred to me
I should be looking for them where Steve

would hang out.

Where would Steve hang out?

Well... If Steve could do anything he
wanted for a day, it would be playing

baseball. You still remember how to get
to that baseball camp he went to the

last summer before the diagnosis? Sure.

Let's go.

Wait. Maybe I should wait here in case
they come back.

It's okay. The hospital knows how to
page me. Come on.

Okay, Lucy. Half a dozen eggs into each
bowl, then whisk them.

And Mary, I'd like you to measure out
ten cups of flour into each bowl, and

cut one stick of butter into each.

Mom! We're happy to help, really.

It's just, don't you think you'd feel a
lot better about this if you did it by

yourself?

What is your sister talking about,
please?

Mom, it's just that we are so proud of
you, you know? I mean, going to business

by yourself. It's just that we don't
want you to think you can't do it alone.

Wait a minute. Now that I'm making
muffins for sale, you're proud of me,

weren't proud of me before? No, we
didn't say that.

Yeah, this is not a good time to be
putting words in our mouths.

Are you kidding? There wouldn't be room
enough in there with all your feet.

Did it ever occur to you that I already
have a career?

That being a mom to five kids and a
minister's wife is a career all in

Did it?

You know, I chose this for myself.

This is what I love to do. I love being
a mom and running this house.

That's right. I love it.

And it is a full -time, 24 -hour -a -day
job.

Filled with every bit as much challenge
and fulfillment as anything else out

there. Plus, it has ten times the
variety. I get to be a bookkeeper, a

nurse, a carpenter, a psychologist, a
dog walker, a plumber, a handywoman, a

cook, a maid.

And I'm proud of it.

I'm darn proud of it.

Man, I can't believe that I let you two
sucker me into thinking that I needed to

be validated by a big corporation in
order to be important.

And a male -owned corporation at that.

It's just really hysterical.

I've always had a fairly healthy sense
of self -worth, and I let you two talk

into baking a bazillion muffins a day to
prove it?

It's the funniest thing I've ever heard.
It must have been out of my mind.

Don't get it.

Keep working.

Poor mom.

She doesn't even know what career means.

She just wasn't ready for this.

Oh, hi.

You're in a good mood. Yeah, you could
say that.

Oh, then this should make it even
better.

What is this?

It's a check.

A check? Yeah.

Wow. Is that a good one or a bad one?

It's not a bad one. It's just that I've
baked all the muffins I'm going to bake.

It's over. I quit. I'm done. I'm sorry.

But the test runs 30 days.

Well, no.

After tomorrow, the test run is over. It
would be over today, but I'm teaching

Mary and Lucy a lesson.

Annie, we were off to such a good start.
Are you sure about this? You can buy

the recipe if you're still interested.

Absolutely I am, but you sure you just
don't want to hang in there a little

while longer?

I could, but it's not going to happen.
Thanks for the offer.

It's been a pleasure doing business with
you.

If you ever change your mind, you call
me.

See you outside.

You bet.

Bye.

Mommy? What?

I have a favor to ask from one
businesswoman to another.

Oh, there is no way

I'm ever getting married or having kids.

I am, but...

I'm going to make sure that I have a job
that pays so much that I can hire

someone to do all this crummy stuff.

Yeah, like who?

Well, you heard her.

Mom loves keeping house. Maybe I'll hire
her if she's not too old by then.

You missed the point.

I love doing all this crummy stuff
because I love all of you.

Why are you taking off your apron?

Because I quit.

And because Ruthie and I have an errand
to run.

But what are we supposed to do?

Well, there's the recipe.

Bake the muffins.

Seriously. It'll be a good way to learn
some respect for me and for all the

mothers in the world who work at home.

Oh, and take out the last load of
laundry, fold it and put it away, and

something for dinner.

We're all knotted up here in the 12th,
but leading off is the kid. Look in this

foil, Camden's no hitter.

Whoa, a grounder up the middle.

Looks like he's going to go for two.

Here comes the third and second. It's
going to be... Uh -oh.

Time to face the music.

That's okay.

We're in extra innings anyway.

It's been great, though.

Thanks. It's been great for me, too,
kid.

Oh, we were so worried. Are you okay?

You're great. I had the greatest day of
my life.

Wish you could have been here.

Yeah, I wish we could have, too.

I'm sorry.

You shouldn't be in a hospital room.

I'm just so afraid.

You don't have to be, Mom.

Please don't be.

Everything's going to be fine, no matter
what happens.

If you want me to go back, that's okay.

I've had my day off.

But I'd rather be at home.

So aren't you going to say something?

If I could decide what to say, I would.

This doctor said that. I know. I know
what he said. I talked to him.

I love you too, Mom.

A risk is still a risk, though.

This one was a big one.

When I'm sorry I didn't have the courage
to take myself.

If something had happened to Steve while
he was with you, what would you have

done?

I'm not sure.

Other than I would have gotten him back
to the hospital.

If it was too late for that, I guess I
just would have held him, been with him.

If something had happened, Dad, at least
the kid would have had a day off.

He's dying, and there's nothing anybody
can do about it but try to let him live

a little.

They're taking me home! They're taking
me home!

There wouldn't be anything else to eat
besides muffins by any chance, would

there? You ate three hot dogs for
dinner. Mom never makes hot dogs for

If she ever did, she wouldn't count
potato chips as a vegetable.

Would you, Mom?

No.

I have a surprise for you. The only
surprise I want is the tick.

Is that for me?

Yep.

Where'd it come from?

It's 50 times... It's as big as the one
in the catalog.

I bought it for you at the mall with my
profit, and I still have the $10 I

wanted left over.

I'm sure there's a lesson in this for me
somewhere, huh, Mom?

I know the lesson.

It's do what you love to do.

That means you should stick to savings
and loanings.

That's for sure.

Thanks, Dorothy.

I'm sorry you're out of a job.

Again. Me?

What about you? What are you going to do
now that you don't have me to follow

around to check up on?

No, who said I'm retiring from that job?

I'm glad you finally found something
you're interested in.

And that you're good at.

You know, you could work for the
Starlight Foundation or the Make -A

organization.