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Is that Mike Pierce, the corporal? Yeah.

Is he here? I have to talk to him. What's wrong?

I just have to talk to him.

Well, he and Lucy ran to the store for me. They should be back any minute. Is

there something wrong?

I just spent an hour with a shrink.

It's part of an evaluation that goes along with a medical school application.

knew nothing about this until today.

So? So?

So what if I'm certifiably nuts?

If you're certifiably nuts, you shouldn't be a doctor. Jink!

What? You jinxed me. Once that statement is out in the ether, it's out there.

A statement like what?

Like I shouldn't be a doctor.

Okay. Deep breath. Deep breath. That's right. Everything's going to be just

fine.

We have to talk.

What's up?

Matt has to see a therapist. It's part of an evaluation.

Ah.

It's a requirement for medical school application.

Oh.

I don't understand what you want me to do. You know, tell me how to pass.

Well, it's not a matter of passing or failing. It's just a matter of taking a

look at yourself.

Huh?

Think of the therapist as the guy who's holding up a mirror. He or she knows

just how close to put it up to you so you can get the best view of who you

We both know it's not a mirror. It's a microscope.

Okay, that's a good analogy, too.

No, it's not.

I don't want anyone looking at me that close.

I don't know what you're so afraid of.

You've given a lot of thought to who you are and what you want to be and what's

required from you to be what you want to be.

Haven't you?

Well, you know.

Okay, even if you haven't, this is an opportunity to do that with someone who

knows how to guide you through the thought process. No, I can't do that.

Sure you can.

Help me. I can't help you. No one can help you. You don't want to help me.

Deep breath.

Deep breath.

Hey.

Where's Mike? I saw his car outside.

Matt dragged him into the living room.

Matt has to have an evaluation by a therapist.

Oh. It's for his medical school application.

Oh. He's terrified.

Well, maybe I can help.

Maybe you can. He needs a professional.

I better be going. Thanks for letting me copy your notes.

I'd rather have hot needles poked in my eyes.

Let's just try looking at this another way.

It's just an hour tomorrow that you're going to be chatting with someone about

yourself, and at the end of that hour, we're just going to go by like that.

You'll know a little more about Matt Camden. You're making the point a

stranger's going to know all the sordid details of my life.

Sordid?

You don't know me. No one really knows me.

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 don't teach you right? The

answer is home.

That's the one place that you'll find 7th Heaven

7th Heaven

7th Heaven

I did. Well, thanks.

Sorry I'm a little early.

I'm here for the evaluation.

Should I sit down?

Lay down?

Stand up?

I heard you guys don't say anything.

I'll just sit down.

I've never done this before. I'm new at this.

Oh, I'm Matt Camden.

What do I call you?

How's Doc?

It's always like Doc.

It's respectful, but casual.

Okay.

Doc.

So, you know, do I just start talking or do you ask me questions?

What's good for you, man?

Well, you know, maybe you could ask me a few questions to get started.

Okay, okay.

What's with the hair?

My hair?

Well, I'm just experimenting with some different looks.

And you like that one?

Yeah, I like it.

Do you like it?

Thought I was asking the question, too.

Doesn't the hospital have a policy about hair?

Isn't it supposed to be clean?

Oh, it's clean. You know, I just used product in it.

To make it look dirty?

Mm -hmm.

Interesting.

That can't be your best look.

Look, no offense, but aren't shrinks supposed to be nonjudgmental? Who told

shrinks were supposed to be nonjudgmental?

My sister Lucy's boyfriend, Mike Pierce.

He tried to kill himself.

He's been to a lot of shrinks.

Before or after he tried to kill himself?

After,

I think.

Well, tell me about Lucy.

Something besides the fact that she's not afraid to go out with a guy who

to kill himself.

Well, she... She... Well, you know, Lucy is

interesting.

She used to cry about everything, and she always felt left out, but she's

up. She's a senior in high school, and she's amazingly mature.

I don't know what she thinks about me, but... What do you think she thinks

you?

I don't know.

Well, pretend she's here right now.

Ask her what she thinks about you going to medical school.

You know, I feel a little foolish, you know, talking to an empty chair.

That's all right.

Feel a little foolish.

Everyone feels foolish from time to time.

Being willing to feel foolish is a good way to learn something.

I don't want to learn something. I just want to get into medical school.

Would it be possible for me to get someone else to do this evaluation?

Entirely possible.

But not advisable.

Even advisable.

All right, look, you know, I apologize. I got off to a bad start. Can we just,

you know, start over?

How would we do that?

I have no idea.

I know nothing about this.

I know nothing about anything.

Good. Now we're getting somewhere.

Do you know where Mrs. Camden is?

She's putting the boys down for a nap. Why?

Ruthie wants me to drive her back over to her school.

Did she forget something?

She didn't say. She said she needed to go back.

I'm sure it's not a problem if you drive her.

I'd be more comfortable if I heard that from Mrs. Camden.

Please go.

I need Matt. Do you know what time he's coming home?

He's doing his evaluation this afternoon, so I'm not sure.

Can I help you with something?

No, thanks. It's about a woman.

Heard of knocking?

I'm a woman.

I don't need to talk to a woman. I need to talk to an authority on women.

Then who better to talk to than a woman?

I have to dump Sasha.

Be nice.

Really? I thought I'd be a jerk.

I mean, outside of sex and fashion, she's illiterate. I'm telling you, I

know what I ever liked about her. She's driving me nuts.

Okay. Then tell her you've really enjoyed going out with her, but it

seem like you have enough in common to lay a foundation for a real

She's not up to it. She wouldn't understand foundation, believe me.

Tell her Mom and Dad won't let you go out with her.

Lie? Well, they don't want you to go out with her. But they didn't say I

couldn't. That would make it easy.

So ask Mom to tell you that you can't go out with her.

Shh.

Oh, and by the way, Simon, I don't want you going out with Sasha anymore.

I forbid it.

Thank you very much. Glad I could help.

Have you seen Matt?

Oh, hi, Reverend.

I believe Matt has the day off.

He was going for his evaluation.

Oh, I was hoping to catch him beforehand. Have a cup of coffee. Oh,

Thanks.

Reverend?

Reverend?

I'm Eric Camden.

Have we met?

No, we haven't. I'm Harold.

I heard the nurse call you reverend, and I'm looking for someone to talk to.

Someone who's more interested in God than in medicine.

I've just been told that medicine can do nothing for me.

I've got six weeks to live.

According to the doctors?

Have they told God?

I'm sure it's nothing to worry about.

You better tell me what kind of trouble you're in and why I'm here instead of

your mom or dad.

Well, I'm not really sure what she knows.

Hi, Ruthie.

You're not Ruthie's father. I've met Ruthie's father more than once.

No, I'm not Reverend Camden. I live at the Camden's house. I'm Robbie.

You'd like a father?

More like a big brother. I used to date Ruthie's sister, Mary, but I ran into a

little financial trouble, found myself homeless.

And the Reverend took me in.

Ruthie just asked me to drive her here. I didn't know there was a meeting

involved until now.

Would you like me to meet with you and Robbie instead of you and one of your

parents? Could you?

We'll see how it goes.

Sit down.

Why don't you sit down, too?

Ruthie. I know you're here at 8 every morning, but you keep missing homeroom.

You want to tell me where you are between 8 and 8 .30?

I can't.

I'd like to know where every student is.

If I could tell you, I would.

Obviously she's covering up for someone, because I know if this was just about

her, she'd tell you.

That could be true.

Is it true?

Are you covering for someone else?

I'll... Leave you alone for a few minutes and let you discuss this.

What do you think you're doing?

Trying to keep you out of trouble.

By getting someone else in trouble?

So there is someone else.

Rat thing.

I don't know why I chose medicine.

You can't be a doctor.

Well, what would you do if you decided not to be a doctor?

Have you ever been thinking about that?

Are you thinking about that?

Sometimes.

But sometimes I think I should do something that doesn't require school.

you know, it doesn't require any education or training.

What do you do now?

I'm an orderly. So?

So? I can't just be an orderly.

Why not?

It's honest work. Good job.

Serves a purpose.

I don't want to keep doing this all my life.

Well, do something else when you get tired of being an orderly.

You don't have to be an orderly all your life.

I want to be a doctor.

I thought you said you can't be a doctor.

Okay, maybe I can be a doctor, but I don't know if I can.

Sounds accurate.

I don't know if I can get through nine years of school. That's a lot of work.

I'm a young man.

I have things to do. I have a life to live. How am I going to live my life and

become a doctor at the same time?

Okay, okay. Well, what if, while living your life, you become a doctor? Or,

while becoming a doctor, you live your life?

Don't confuse me.

I'm confused enough.

I'm kidding, huh?

I mean, you must think I'm an idiot. Well, I am an idiot. Really, I am.

I don't know. It says here you're ranked third in your class.

You get this.

It's your file.

You didn't know?

All right, so, go on.

I could actually get into medical school.

Depends how your evaluation goes.

It's not going that well, is it?

Dr. Kramer.

Hi, I'm Eric Camden. I'm the minister at Glen Oak Community Church. I was

looking for you. I wondered if you might have a minute or two to talk about

Harold Mann.

I'm afraid there's nothing to talk about. Give this to Mrs. Cameron when

checks out tomorrow.

Would you have two minutes to talk about you?

You have a problem with me?

I have a problem with your telling your patient when to die.

When they are most likely to die.

Well, Harold said he was told six weeks, give or take a day or two. That's

pretty specific, don't you think?

Medicine is a science. My prognosis was based on evidence.

And by the way, I don't believe you're Harold's family, so I don't have to

discuss anything with you.

Surely you're aware Harold doesn't have family.

I have patience to see.

Do something.

I beg your pardon?

Don't ask me to repeat it. He's a doctor. I'm a nurse.

I didn't say a thing.

I'm under evaluation.

What doctor is that?

I have no idea.

Never seen him before.

Hey, I feel like getting out of this place.

Going down the promenade, maybe?

Sure. I really think you'll do better out of a hospital setting.

Couldn't do worse.

Are Ruthie and Robbie back yet?

No. But you know how Ruthie has Robbie wrapped around her little finger.

So she probably talked him into taking her out for ice cream or something.

She's a funny kid, isn't she?

She's always up to something, but she's never up to anything that's really bad.

Well, there's always a first time.

How are the twins?

What did you mean by that?

Well, you said you couldn't get them to sleep all day.

No, no, the other thing.

There's always a first time.

Oh, well, I was just reading this article in one of your parent magazines,

it said that sometimes...

Kids who are comedians turn into criminals.

You want me to call your mom and have her come down here?

Not doing that well in there.

I gathered that.

Yeah, it's not easy being a parent.

No, it's not.

But the Camdens are pretty good at it, so I better call them before this gets

out of hand.

I already called and spoke with Mrs. Camden.

And she said to let you handle it.

She said to let me handle it?

Mm -hmm.

And if I can't handle it?

Then I'll handle it.

We're going to have to work something out here.

Where's Matthew McCool?

She's waiting for us to work this out.

So it's me against just you?

No, it's not you against me. I'm on your side.

So you don't want me to tell her either?

No, I do want you to tell her without hurting whoever it is you're trying to

protect.

It's not possible.

Well, why don't you tell me and we can put our heads together and we can decide

together if it's possible.

Because I know it isn't.

So why don't we put our heads together and we can decide together what story we

should tell her.

I'm not going to lie to your principal.

Well, I'm not going to rat out a friend.

Hey, I've got other things to do this afternoon.

I'm supposed to be studying for a test, and you tricked me into bringing you

down here, so you tell me where you are between 8 and 8 .30 every morning.

Or what?

Or nothing. Just tell me.

I don't like the tone in your voice.

I don't care.

Hey, you're not talking to one of your innocent Camden siblings.

I used to get in trouble all the time when I was a kid. I know every trick in

the book.

So you're gonna tell me.

I have some bad news.

My mom says we can't date anymore.

You're just too old for me. She wants me to go out with someone my own age.

But emotionally, Simon, we're the same age.

We're eternal.

Well... My mom doesn't understand the use of the word eternal in that context.

Do you want me to explain it to her? No, her mind is made up. Sorry.

How'd it go?

I can't really tell.

We have to tell the patient the truth.

I'm glad to hear you say that, because the truth is, you don't know when

someone's gonna die.

I mean, you don't know.

And you know you don't know. But you never say you don't know. You guess.

And because you're an authority, that guess is taken as a fact.

But it's a prognosis.

A prognosis is a prediction.

Well, shouldn't we leave the predictions to the fortune tellers?

But these predictions are based in fact.

Look, when the prognosis is grim, it's only fair to share it with the patient

because then the patient can prepare himself and put his affairs in order.

Surely you don't believe.

That just because this doctor told Harold he only has six weeks to live,

Harold will just comply and die within the six weeks, when otherwise he might

live significantly longer.

That's exactly what I'm telling you.

I'm sorry.

I just don't believe that.

I'm sorry, too.

Makes my work a lot harder.

Thanks for listening.

Are you two ready to talk?

Ruthie told me where she is every morning. And I can assure you that she's

doing anything wrong.

Tell me more.

If I tell you more, then another student will be embarrassed.

And that will be because of Ruthie and me.

So I can't tell you.

I don't want to embarrass anyone.

Ruthie, why don't you go home with Robbie? And if at some point you can

then please do.

Or please encourage the other student to tell me so that I can help them.

Thank you, Robbie.

See you tomorrow, Ruthie.

I'll let your homeroom teacher know that you won't be in until further notice.

I'm sure it won't be a problem.

Thanks.

Thanks.

He's 15.

Yeah, funny. I remember the day he was born.

He's very mature, and I'm very immature.

Well, I don't think that's a good combination, a mature 15 -year -old and

immature 18 -year -old.

I'm just not comfortable with the age difference. I know it doesn't bother you

and Simon, but it bothers me. It does. A lot.

But we're not doing anything wrong. But I get the impression you want to do

something wrong.

I'm not sure what you mean.

Did you make it clear to Simon that you were available to be intimate?

Yes, if that means I told him we could have sex.

Should I have surprised him?

I honestly really like him. And I want him to like me.

But I don't think having sex with him is going to make him like you.

I know you haven't dated in a long time.

Well, yes, it's been a long, long time.

But guys really like a girl to be intimate.

as you said.

No, they don't. Oh, yeah, they do.

Maybe they didn't like that kind of thing when you were in high school, but

do now.

They expect it.

Oh, honey, you need to talk to your mother about this, about sex, about your

approach to relationships.

She's the one who told me.

What?

Yeah. Do you think she'd mind if I offered you a different point of view?

Mind? Heck no.

I don't think she'd care at all.

Okay, go call her and ask her.

Okay, the phone's over there.

I'll be right back.

So, how did it go?

Mrs. McCool told me it was okay.

We don't have to tell her anything. She understands.

Yeah, she's going to have a word with Ruthie's homeroom teacher and let her

that she won't be in homeroom for the time being.

Thanks for your help.

You want to know the difference between me and the principal? I'm her mother. I

want to know where she is.

I can't tell you.

I just want to know if it involves anything criminal.

It's okay.

I'm talking to your mother.

I think I may even be able to swing on going out together again.

Excuse me for a second.

Really, I can't. I promised I wouldn't.

What are you doing?

I'm trying to find out where my ten -year -old daughter is every morning

she ends up in jail.

With Sasha.

She's with Sasha?

No, what are you doing with Sasha? Why is she in our kitchen?

Oh, she showed up at the back door wanting to talk to me. You're not going

let me go out with her again, are you?

Definitely not.

On the one hand, you want to be different.

On the other hand, you'd prefer everyone else to be different.

You want what you want.

Yet you strive to please other people.

You're split.

Right down the middle.

One side battling against the other. Total conflict.

Matt, you're a complete mess.

Just like every other human being on Earth.

But I can change.

Or they can change.

Every other person on Earth?

Why not?

Hey, Harold.

I spoke with a couple of your doctors and I'm not really satisfied with what

they told me. Yeah, I know the feeling.

They like to tell me it was all a big mistake.

I got a son, Matt, who wants to be a doctor and he was supposed to go to an

evaluation with one of the hospital psychiatrists this afternoon so he could

into medical school and he didn't show up. Anyway, I just wanted to let you

I need to find him and then I'll check back with you tonight and we can talk

some more.

Yeah.

Hope nothing happened to Matt.

Well, somebody told me they saw him leave the hospital with one of the

You know, I don't feel like I'm talking to a shrink. I feel like I'm talking to

a holy man.

He's a great kisser. And he's fun, too.

Once we did this thing where we tried to breathe through the other person's nose

and we had our lips all locked up together.

You probably shouldn't share all the details.

Oh, no, really, it was fun.

If you press your lips together and open your mouth really wide and block your

throat with your tongue and breathe in really deep, you can breathe through the

other person's nose.

There's something we should try later.

But first, you need to talk to Ruthie.

She conned her way out of telling her principal where she is every morning.

she conned Robbie into protecting her. And now she's trying to con us into

staying out of the whole thing.

That's a lot of conning. Hi, Sasha.

That's how it happens. First the clowning, then the conning. What?

There's a magazine article I left on the bed.

Read first or talk first?

No, you better get moving before it's too late.

Okay, before I do anything else, do you happen to know where Matt is? He missed

his appointment.

How could he miss his appointment?

I don't know, but when I see him, I hope to find out. And when I do, I'll let

you know.

Is anything else wrong?

No, it's just kind of a depressing afternoon, that's all.

My dad's a professional con artist.

Maybe he could help out with Ruthie.

A professional con artist?

That's what my mom says. He's an international business consultant.

How is that a con artist?

Well, he goes in when a foreign company buys out an American company and

convinces the Americans that they won't get fired.

It's a very interesting line of work your dad is in.

Was he funny as a child?

He's funny now.

Once he got caught in a house with this other woman and he tried to tell my mom

that she was a doctor making a house call.

That's my dad.

This is great, Matt, but I gotta be getting on with my work now.

You know, you seem to really care about people.

Well, I do.

And I hope things work out for you.

Just observe that conflict and know that the one doing the observing is the real

you.

Stay awake, stay observant, stay removed.

As if you're watching over a patient that needs looking after.

You think we could get together again and talk?

Sure. Next time I'm in the building, I'll look you up.

Take it easy, Matt.

Yeah.

Frankly, Ruthie, your mother is afraid that your behavior is

becoming criminal.

How did she get that?

Well, she got it from an article in a parent's magazine.

Yeah. Yeah, I read that article. The one about how funny kids grow up and find

themselves behind bars.

That's the one.

You do realize that was written by a stand -up comic.

He was just kidding.

It was part of his community service.

The article?

He'd insulted a judge in the audience.

Then when he was pulling out of the parking lot, he ran into him and he'd

few drinks.

Where was that explained?

At the end of the article.

I didn't get that far.

And obviously neither did Annie.

Okay, crisis over.

But you know, your mother and I would still like to know what goes on between

and 8 .30 in your day. I know.

And I'd like to tell you, but my heart and my head say don't do it. Someone

get hurt.

And it's not me.

I love you, Ruthie.

Thanks.

Did you see him a little off this game?

He seemed sad.

Hey, Lucy.

Mike! I was in the neighborhood. I thought I'd stop by and see how Matt

No one can find him.

You know she's staying for dinner now?

Who's staying for dinner?

Sasha. I thought you were breaking up with her. I thought we broke up.

But little did I know that when I went to Lucy for advice, she's not an

authority on women. She's just a woman.

How did you break up with her?

I told her my parents wouldn't let me go out with her. And then she goes out the

front door, in the back door, and starts talking to my mom. They're still in

there talking.

You're kidding.

We're trying to have a conversation about women here.

Mom can't make you go out with her. Let me review the facts.

I have no reason not to go out with her other than I don't want to. And you told

me to tell her mom wouldn't let me. You told me to lie.

Lie?

I didn't want you to hurt her feelings.

So I'm supposed to just keep dating her?

Here's something I learned from being around mental patients.

A tip for staying sane and healthy.

Just tell the truth.

I thought of that.

You should have gone with that.

But I took her advice.

Okay, both of you.

Either of you even.

Tell me what you would have said to Sasha.

Come on. Because I want to hear it.

I don't want to go out with you anymore. Sorry.

I just want to say thanks.

For going out with me for the past couple of months.

But... No, I... I really appreciate the time you've spent with me, but...

No, wait.

I... No.

Let's see.

So you were saying, Mr. Authority on Women?

I don't know the situation. I don't know Sasha.

I didn't have any trouble breaking things off with you, did I? You're still

hanging around, aren't you?

What does that mean? We're friends. What's wrong with my hanging around?

I noticed you're hanging around more since Jeremy left town. No, I'm not just

hanging around more because Jeremy left town.

What is it, then?

Wasn't this a conversation about me?

Hi, Simon.

Can we talk?

I've been a fool.

I've been going out with you because you're non -threatening.

Non -threatening? I learned it from your mother.

She helped me realize that it was easy to go out with you because you weren't

going to pressure me for sex.

But I still thought that you would want to have sex, so I was kind of offering

you the very thing that I didn't want, so that I wouldn't have to go out with

guys my own age who would want the same thing that I was offering you.

I don't want to go out with you now that I know what my problem is.

And I'm not just not going to have sex with you, I'm not going to have sex with

guys my own age who would be better for me to go out with.

Why would it be better for you to go out with them?

No offense, but I have a lot more in common with guys my own age.

Therefore, we can talk about more than malls and shopping and stuff.

You're very nice.

But now that I'm clear about what I want, I don't want to go out with you.

Good night.

So you're not going to stay for dinner?

No.

I have a date.

Did you hear that?

She told him the truth.

Tell me the truth.

What happened with you and Elena? Why aren't you over at her house?

Oh, yeah, Elena.

She and I went out a few times, but then other guys started asking her out, and

I really wasn't comfortable with that.

I was looking for a relationship.

Are you still looking for a relationship?

Because I fell really hard for your friend Jeremy.

And I'm not looking for a relationship.

I'm on the rebound.

Great. So we're both on the rebound.

Just so we understand that.

I understand.

It's just that I'm also here because I still have feelings for you.

And yet I know that you still don't have those kind of feelings for me.

So I really shouldn't be here.

Wait.

That works for me.

How does that work for you?

Well, I have mixed feelings, too.

Well, I don't think you should be here because I don't like you the way you

me. But I like having you around, and I wish I could like you the same way you

like me.

Okay. Just so we're clear.

I have to go now.

Good night.

What was that for? That was for encouraging me to go to the session.

felt so free and yet so focused. It was amazing.

Wait. Maybe I should talk to whoever you talk to. I'm confused about a few

things myself.

Most people are.

You look pretty happy for someone who just ditched an evaluation important to

your future as a doctor.

You didn't show up for your evaluation.

Oh, Dad, you worry too much. Not only did I show up, I spent the entire

afternoon with this guy.

The guy I saw you walking down the hall with?

Son, I hate to be the one to tell you, but that was a patient, not a doctor.

No, no, no, no, no. That was not just a doctor.

That was Doc, the doctor of life.

Well, he was just in the office when I showed up, and I thought he was a

psychiatrist. Now, after a couple hours, he told me who he is.

Well? Well, he's this guy who got a terminal diagnosis about 12 years ago,

there was nothing the doctors could do for him.

It turned out to be the luckiest thing that ever happened to him.

He started thinking at that point about who he was and what he was doing here.

Well, you wouldn't understand if you didn't hear it from him.

All I really know is the pressure's off.

You know, I thought I had to know everything.

I thought I was responsible for life and death. I mean, how ridiculous.

I'm only responsible for knowing everything they teach me and then

that that may not be enough.

I can be a doctor now. I want to be a doctor now.

All I have to do is beg my way back into Dr. Brown's office, but I have a

feeling he'll understand because this doc guy is his friend.

Did you get a phone number?

Who's phone number?

Doc, I...

Think I need him. I didn't get a phone number, but don't worry.

He always shows up when he's needed.

You know who needs him, right?

Do you open that for me? Very funny. So I made a mistake. I was just concerned

about you. I'm still concerned about where you go every morning.

I know.

But it's like this.

I don't need to ask anyone what to do in this situation because I know what to

do. And I know what to do because I really do listen to you and Dad, so

sometimes I can be on my own authority without having to get anyone else

involved.

I'm sure everything will be just fine.

Trust me.

Well, I know your principal, Mrs. McCool, trusts you.

Oh,

can I help you clean up here?

Oh, that'd be nice.

I can also make the lunches if you want. You've never made lunches before.

But I can.

Great. I'll be upstairs.

Cool move, dude.

Oh, hi. I'll take over.

Thanks. I want to get to the hospital. Oh, I know. I know.

I don't know what I'd do if I didn't have you to talk to, to keep me sane.

I feel the same way.

I'm glad our children talk to us and listen to us.

You're still upset about the bad advice Sasha's mom has given her?

What was she thinking?

She's an authority figure for a daughter, whether she wants to be or

What she says matters. What she does matters.

Maybe she just doesn't have someone to talk to.

Doesn't sound as if the dad's a tower of ethics.

I'll see you later.

Bye.

I want to be a doctor, but in order to do that, I have to be clear

about who I am and what my role is in the healing process.

Your friend was so helpful that I just took the risk of not showing up.

It's a good risk to take.

Some human beings live their lives so well that they are an authority on life

itself. The man you call Doc?

He's one of those people.

He's not really my patient.

He's my teacher.

You know what he told me? All patients are teachers.

And there's an opportunity to learn something every time I'm with a patient.

I'm a long way from that, but I'm excited about it.

Enthusiasm is vital to a good life.

Yeah, that's just what Doc said.

I heard you got called to Mrs. McCool's office yesterday.

It's okay. I didn't tell her anything.

Here.

Thanks. If it hadn't been for you, I would have gone hungry this past week.

My mom's getting paid today.

She's going straight to the grocery store.

That's great news. How's your new job going? It's not a big job like your old

job, but it's a job with a paycheck.

Robbie made it. Is it okay?

It's great.

Thanks.

I'm going to miss meeting you like this.

I think we can find somewhere else to meet.

You want to come over to my house sometime?

I'd love to.

This is a really good sandwich.

Wait till you see the guy who made it.

Hi. You must be Sasha's mother?

Call me Rita.

And aren't you just a doll for asking me over?

Well, please, come in.

I thought we should get together since we have a mutual friend. Your daughter,

Sasha. Oh, do you have daughters? Three of them.

Three would kill me. I mean, I've read all the books. I subscribe to the parent

magazines, but... I just can't get the hang of it.

Who writes those things anyway?

Isn't that the truth?

So, who do you get your advice from?

My husband, friends,

other mothers.

Oh.

You know, you may be the only other mother I know.

Coffee. Thank you.

It's the luckiest day of my life when the doctors told me there was nothing

could do.

I wanted some kind of treatment.

Any kind of treatment.

I would have let them do anything to me.

On the other hand, I was worn out.

And I was afraid that I couldn't take any more. I was afraid any more

would do me in.

So once they took away the option, you only had one way to go.

Exactly.

I'm afraid the only way I have to go is... Well, I'm afraid I won't even make

the six weeks they gave me.

You want to answer that one, Reverend?

All right, Harold.

You know, it turns out that...

They can't give you six weeks, and they can't take them away.

You're not going anywhere until God is ready to embrace you, and that just

doesn't have a darn thing to do with medical authorities.

I'm a living proof of that.

So what am I supposed to do?

Anything you want.

Do you have a place to go?

Yeah, I have an apartment.

Not a great place, but it's better than the hospital room.

Then what are you waiting for?

You know, it's not like you can't come back if you need to be here.

Pack your bags, pal.

You can call me anytime you need me.

Hey, Harold.

You can call him anytime you need him, too.

Let's go.

I feel like pizza. You feel like a pizza?

Yeah, I'll go grab my stuff.

I'll grab a cat.