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- Forget something?

- Over there?

- Have a cookie.

- You're welcome.

Wait!

- Thanks, Mrs. Wahl. - You're welcome

- Just cut it in bite-sized pieces like that.

- Okay.

- Hey, Mom.

- Did you have a good day?

- Nothing I'd rather do than work all day on a Sunday.

- Did you remember the milk?

And the rest?

- It's all in there.

- How much?

- 17.72.

- With your discount?

- Yup.

- Where does it go?

- That's okay.

- I can get the rest to you on Friday.

- I know where you live.

- Boo!

- Go change, dinner's about ready.

Go wake up your dad.

- I'm starving.

- Me, too.

- So Becky got braces.

She didn't hardly talk the whole day

because she was paranoid.

- You mean self-conscious?

- That she is going to spit everywhere?

- You're right, that's paranoid.

- So Rob's gonna be selling his Jeep soon.

I told him I want it.

- This looks really good!

- It doesn't have

a lot of miles - Hey, can you pass

the salt, please?

But I love salt.

- And I love you.

- It doesn't have a lot of miles

and it's the same engine as the old Cherokee,

so if anything happens, you know how to work on it.

- How much?

- 3,000.

Can I get it?

- You know how we feel about that.

- Nothing's gonna happen.

- That's what Ryan thought.

- He wasn't even driving.

I can't ride my bike forever.

- Why would you bring that up in front of your mom?

You know I'm working on her.

Just use my van for a little longer.

- Like a girl would go out with me in that.

- How are you gonna get the money?

- I already have 1,700.

- Your senior trip money?

- I'd rather get a car than blow it on a trip to New York.

- How much long until you have the rest?

- Not long.

I'll talk to Mr. Sherman about some extra hours.

- Everyday.

- Drive.

- Hey, I know, why don't you just hit snooze one less time

and then you'll have five minutes

to stand around and think,

"Tim's gonna be here in five minutes.

"What am I forgetting?"

- Or maybe you could actually brush

your teeth in the morning and then

that will give me the time that I need to get ready.

- Ha.

Funny.

You wanna walk?

- Guess what?

- You outgrew your Teddy Bear P.J.'s?

You love bubble baths.

You keep your toe nail clippings in a jar.

- I might be able to buy the Jeep.

- Woo-hoo, you should buy this.

- Dude, I can't afford this.

- I can't stand it.

- Why?

- It was my Mom's car.

- So?

- So, it's literally a mom car.

- Out of your league.

- I know.

- But now dude, I'm serious, she's like big league

and you're still hitting off a tee.

She's stadium football

and you're still playing in a hockey rink.

She's like--

- Yeah, I got it.

- Good 'cause I can't think of another one.

- She's so good looking and doesn't even know it.

- I wonder if I'm that way.

How would I know?

- Yeah.

- I can hardly concentrate when I work with her.

- Dude, her Dad could buy the whole town.

Why does she even work there?

- So she can be closer to me.

- Yeah, I bet that's it.

- No, no seriously, I've caught her looking at me

a couple times in church.

- To see if you're still staring at her.

- Here she comes.

- With your restraining order.

- See?

- Oh, yeah.

I could see it in her eyes.

- You're in my way!

- Dude, just change lockers.

- He'll find me.

- Well, do something.

- I'm gonna start a fight with Wayne "The Pain".

He's a Golden Gloves boxing champ.

- When he was a feather weight.

How tough do you have to be to beat up

other feather weights?

- Tough enough.

I'm home.

- Let's skip that one.

We should have our tax refund by then.

- We skipped it last month.

- Okay, how about the gas bill?

Really?

Yes.

It's warming up, spring is in the air.

Flowers are blooming.

Birds and bees are doing what birds and bees do.

Speaking of birds and bees...

- Still here.

Are you here for dinner?

- I gotta work.

- Whoa, Dad!

- Yeah.

I love you.

- Yeah, yeah.

- Seriously?

- Let me give you a little advise.

Do you know when the best time

to tell your wife you love her is?

Before someone else does.

- I gotta go.

- That's some good advice right there.

- Mr. Sherman.

- What's up?

- Do you have a minute?

- What's going on?

- I wanna let you know that

I'm not going on the Senior Trip,

so I can work that week if you need me.

- You're not?

- No, and I'll take another eight hours a week,

if you have 'em.

- That seems like a lot with you still being in school.

- I can handle it.

- How about we start with fours hours a week for now

and see how that works?

- Thanks.

- Hey.

I don't want your grades slipping now.

- They won't.

- All right.

- Sorry, Coach.

- Does this have anything to do with your decision?

- The money?

No.

- Look, I know your family's been through a lot.

Okay, but you're the best second baseman we've got.

All right, and if there's anything, anything I can do--

to get you back... - I've been trying hard

for scholarships, it just doesn't look

like one's gonna happen for baseball,

so I gotta focus on my grades.

- Hey Peterson.

Do we got a test today?

Are we allowed to use calculators?

- Uh-huh.

- Well, I forgot mine, give me yours.

- Dude, come on, I need it for the test.

- Are you sure I can't use yours?

- It's the only one I have.

- That's all I need.

- Take it.

Take it.

- Good morning.

Put your books underneath your desks and take out a pencil

and a calculator and no cell phones.

- Hey, what's wrong?

- Oh, I don't know.

I just blew a Trig test.

- No, not Sean 4.0?

- Wayne took my calculator.

I had to do it old school.

Do you have any idea how hard that is?

- I do.

That's why I don't take Trig.

But man, you gotta stand up to him.

- I'm a little smarter than that.

I'm Sean 4.0, remember?

Attention, please.

If you are going on the Senior Trip to New York,

the buses have arrived.

Please meet in the front of the building

and we will be departing in 30 minutes.

- Go.

So who's gonna tell me the theme of Shakespeare's

"Much Ado About Nothing"?

Sean?

- Great.

- Want a ride or would you rather swim?

Whoo, let's go.

- Of, course.

- It'll be all right.

What's wrong?

- Just frustrated.

- With?

- Riding my bike everywhere I go.

- A little longer is not gonna kill you.

Look, this is the pace your Mom needs.

If it was up to her, you wouldn't leave the house

until you're 30.

- I just wanna ask Melissa out before she goes to college

and I never see her again.

- Melissa Jacobsen?

- Yeah.

- Swinging for the fences, huh?

- She's not gonna want to ride on my handlebars.

- You can use this.

- That's eight, nine, 10 and 20.

- I only gave you 10.

- Wow, thanks.

- It's not mine.

- Did you zero this out?

- Yeah and we sold a ton today.

- It's getting up there.

- I should buy one.

Yeah, like you need to win the lottery.

- What time do you get off tonight?

- Two.

- I'd better get going there's a party at Mark Cleveland's.

- I heard.

- I wish you could be there.

- Oh, yeah.

I'd be the life of the party, sound asleep on the couch.

- Maybe we could put a little lipstick on you,

maybe some eyeliner.

- I don't sleep that sound.

- Later.

- Later.

- Hey Melissa, I have this crazy idea,

let's go to prom together.

How hard is that?

- Very hard, if I remember correctly.

- I didn't know you were standing there.

- Most people don't talk to themselves

when they know other people are around.

Makes 'em look crazy.

So are you gonna ask her?

- Oh, no.

No, no, no.

No.

- Sometimes you just got to take a deep breath

and let the question out.

She likes you.

- Pfft.

- Now, I've got five daughters.

I fight off boys in my spare time.

I can tell.

- Hey Dude, you're missing a good party.

- Oh, great, thanks.

I thought I was missing a boring party.

- What did Lacey want?

- Licorice and a diet something.

- I don't think so, she's a twig.

I'm not getting her diet.

- Hey, she won't drink it.

- I'm not getting her diet.

- Seany, you would not believe

the girls at this party.

Who knows Brad, might even meet one.

- What?

It could happen.

- Melissa's there.

Cooley's working her pretty hard.

- Good luck with that.

- It seems to be working..

Don't worry, bro.

I got your back.

15.10.

- Why don't you come by once you're off?

- At two?

- Another guy just decreases my odds.

- And they're already a million to one.

- That high, huh?

What are we standing here for?

Let's go.

- See ya, Seany!

- Later.

- Yes, I believe in miracles.

I put the cologne on.

- Friends of yours?

Yeah.

- When do you get a chance to whoop it up?

- I find time, I whoop.

- You're working every time I come in here.

- On my days off, I really tear it up.

- I hope so, you need to enjoy your youth.

It goes by too fast.

Nothing.

Another?

- Please.

- Do you want me to drop these off?

- Bless your heart.

- That'll be $19.

- Keep the change.

- Mrs. Wahl, like I tell you every time, I can't,

but thank you.

- Are you gonna make me walk to the Sooper Dooper?

- You would never go there.

- You don't think so?

- They don't sell lottery tickets.

Have a good night, Mrs. Wahl.

Great.

- Hey Peterson.

How's my buddy?

- So far so good.

- You know you should really clean up this place up.

It's kind of a mess.

Keep the change.

- "Look at the birds of the air;

"they do not sow or reap or store into barns,

"but your heavenly Father feeds them.

"Are you not much more valuable than they?"

Do you know the difference

between the birds and you?

The birds are His creation, you are His children.

God loves you so much more than any of His creation.

But yet He feeds them everyday.

Trust Him, He'll take care of your every need,

not your every want but your every need.

- Oh.

- Your girlfriend's coming up and down.

- Excuse me.

Seriously?

They can't let go just for a second?

- I think it's kinda cute.

Do you have work today?

- No.

- Wanna play tennis?

- I'm horrible.

- Perfect, then I'll kick your butt.

I'll just have the go home and change first.

Oh, and I have one more thing to do, then I'll be over.

How's it going?

Thanks for inviting me to play tennis.

Oh, yeah.

Told you I was good at tennis.

You're a beast.

You're a beast!

- Oh, yeah!

You're a beast, ha ha.

Come on, Harley.

- Give up?

- I do.

- What happened here?

- Oh, I got it in a sword fight.

- A sword fight?

- Yeah, my mom had Ryan and me unload the dishwasher.

She was like folding laundry or something

and there was this huge-- - Sword?

- Yeah, yeah, there was a sword

just right there in the dishwasher.

No, it was a knife, but it looked like one to a 6-year-old.

So I grabbed one and we went at it,

like in the movies.

- You're kidding me!

- No.

I cut his finger which really made him mad,

and he lunged at me and I twisted

and so instead of taking it in the chest...

- Oh.

It went all the way through?

- Yeah, Ryan just let go and started screaming.

Mom came out of the corner just in time

to see me pull it out and down she goes.

I had to call 911 myself.

- That had to hurt.

- Oh, it did.

Bad.

- That's the saddest funeral I've ever been to.

- How's Brent doing?

- He still has a limp but there's deeper scars.

- He doesn't blame himself?

- Well, he was driving.

- Well, we don't blame him.

You know that, right?

- He blames himself.

Mom blames Dad for buying him such a fast car

and Dad despises her for it.

Not that everything was all roses before then.

Your folks were so strong through the whole thing.

- They had some tough days.

We all did.

Still do.

- They were rocks,

and never lost their faith.

I admire them so much for that.

Are you done?

- Dad!

- Hey, sweetie.

- Does mom know you're here?

- She can't keep me off my own court.

- Let me go tell her before she freaks out.

- What's he doing here?

- Hi, Mr. Jacobsen.

- Hey, look, so I gotta call it quits.

- Wow, I really got a hold of that one.

- Hitting it wasn't the problem.

It was getting it into the square on the other side.

- I think you gave me a bad racquet.

Seriously, look at all the holes.

- So that's the excuse you're going with?

- I think it's probably the most viable one.

- Wow, viable?

Fancy word.

- I like to impress women by using fancy words.

Periodically.

- What is your dad doing on the tennis court?

- Playing tennis.

- Not on my tennis court, he isn't.

Mom.

- I thought you didn't wanna live here anymore.

- You kicked me out.

- Mom, why can't he play?

- Because it hurts too much to have him around.

- Oh, just let me play with him.

- One hour.

- So, I gotta go.

- Yeah, yeah, go.

- I had fun.

- Me, too.

- What did he want?

- To play tennis.

- That's it?

- We're just friends.

- Did he talk about the accident?

- Yeah.

- Did it seem like he was trying

to pump you for information?

- No, but it feels like you are.

- This is serious.

Your brother left us vulnerable here.

And I don't like to be vulnerable.

- What are you doing?

- Making muffins.

- Who are you and what have you done with my son?

You feel all right?

- Hahaha.

It's a damaged box.

We can't sell damaged boxes.

- Mmm. You better get moving.

Now, that's my boy.

- Bye. - Bye.

- Good morning, Mr. Whitehead.

- How is that funny?

- It just is.

- Guess what?

- You sold your doll collection?

You paint your toenails?

You have softer hands than your mom?

No dude - you actually do, that one was serious.

Like a baby.

- I already have 2,500 bucks.

- Dude, sweet!

He might have sold it.

I'm not really sure.

- You're kidding!

You're kidding, right?

- I'm not really sure.

I'll call him tonight and get back to you.

Do you work?

- What do you think?

Okay.

You got this. You got this

- Hi.

- Hey.

- Pump Seven.

- Did the reader not work?

- I wanted to come in and pay.

Sorry about the mess the other day.

- I didn't know your Dad moved out.

- Not many people do.

If you could keep that between us.

- If you don't tell anyone how bad I am at tennis.

Your uh...

card.

I got it.

Argh!

- Ha, I got it.

- No, no, I did it.

- Seriously, I got it.

- No, let me help.

Do you wanna go to a movie sometime?

- I don't think that's a good idea.

- Oh.

Okay.

- Well, I gotta go.

There's a wrestling match tonight.

- There's a wrestling match tonight?

Yeah, against Central.

Why?

What's wrong?

- Nothing.

Nothing.

I better get that.

- Later.

- TC Mart.

Hey, Sean.

- What's up?

Nothing good.

So I talked to my brother and he said he sold his Jeep

to some guy in his frat.

- I thought he was saving it for me?

- Yeah, so did I. - His buddy wrecked his car

and needed one right away.

You still there?

- Yeah.

Dude, I thought it was set in stone.

Look, I'll take you to any car lot you want

until you find another, all right?

- Yeah, I gotta go.

I have a customer.

Can something good happen to me?

Just once.

Hi, Mrs. Wahl.

- Well, hello.

Oh, no, what happened?

- Butter fingers.

Watch your step.

You want another?

- Yes, please.

- Would you like me to drop these off?

- Yes, bless your heart.

- That will be 12.75.

- These are for you.

I found a way.

- You didn't have to do that, Mrs. Wahl.

Bye.

- Mrs. Wahl?

Mrs. Wahl.

- I can't believe that you'd let me leave here

without my lottery ticket.

My lottery ticket.

- Oh, yeah, sorry about that.

- No problem.

G'nite now.

- G'nite.

- Whoa!

There you are.

- Oh hey.

- I was getting worried I was gonna find a body back here.

- Oh, no, just had to take out the trash.

- I saw the broken glass and I started to freak out a bit.

- Broken glass?

- By the smell of things, it was pickles.

- Oh, yeah, yeah it was.

- And they say I'm not detective material.

- Hello.

Hey, Sean.

Did I wake you up?

- No, no, I've been up for a while.

What's up?

Well, I've just got off the phone

with Mrs. Wahl.

- Oh, yeah.

Yup.

- What'd she want?

She wanted to know

if you dropped her groceries off

because if you did, they're gone.

- No, no, I forgot.

No problem.

I could take them over to her.

Where are they?

- Where's my uniform?

Right under the register.

- Calm down, I put it in the wash.

- You washed it?

- I don't know, check the laundry.

Ah, yep, I see 'em.

Sean?

- Yeah.

Thanks for doing that for me.

No problem, see you tonight.

- See you tonight.

by the security company that had--

- What was that about?

- Oh, I had a girl's number in my pocket.

- She must be something special.

- She is. - According to Lucky Break

Lottery officials, the winner from last week's drawing

still hasn't come forward.

The winning ticket is worth an estimated $43 million.

- Do you have the money for the Jeep, yet?

- He sold it on me.

- I thought he was saving it for you.

- So did I.

- I'm so sorry.

I know how bad you wanted it.

- That was a good one too.

Low miles, well maintained.

- I know, right.

- What?

What did you guys do?

- What does it look like we did?

We bought Rob's Jeep.

- We didn't buy it, we're loaning you

the rest of the money for now.

- We had to act fast.

We were afraid he was going to sell it

before you could save enough.

- So was I!

- Every single time you turn this key,

you're responsible for almost everything

that's precious to me,

you and my girls.

Are you ready?

- I am.

- All right girls, who wants to ride in the Jeep?

- I'll ride with Dad.

- All right, Jenny, get in.

- I am not going in that thing.

Called it.

- You knew about this?

- Yeah, but I couldn't say anything.

Oh dude, meet me in the parking lot,

I gotta tell you something.

- What is it?

- It's that place where we leave our cars

when we're in class.

- Ha, ha!

- Just hurry, okay.

- Seat belts!

No.

- All right, what'd you wanna talk about?

- Dude, you haven't heard

about the wrestling match last night?

- What happened?

- Only the funniest thing ever.

So Wayne is all psyched up for his match, right.

The freak is slapping his own face.

The guy from Central is scared to death.

I mean Wayne hasn't lost a match since sixth grade

and this guy knows it.

Wayne dives at this kid,

gets behind him and gets some kind of idea

that he's gonna lift him up

and toss him back down on to the mat.

Ooh!

What?

Wayne!

What's going?

Oh No.

And all of a sudden, waddles off the mat,

straight to the locker room holding the back of his pants.

- Wayne, where are you going?

The guy from Central, he couldn't believe it.

He won by forfeit.

Dude, everybody was dying.

- Wayne's looking for you.

- Me?

- Yeah.

- Why?

- I don't know.

- Hey, ah, did he look mad?

- He always looks mad.

- Oh no, no, no, no, no!

- What's wrong?

- I kinda might've - made Wayne, forfeit.

- How do you "kinda" make someone drop a load

in front of the whole town?

- Yeah, well, you told me to do something about it.

- No, no, you're not blaming this on me.

What did you do, Seany?

- I made laxative muffins.

- Laxative muffins!

- But he took them from me.

He stole them out of my backpack.

I didn't make him eat them!

- I'm sure that he'll take that into consideration

while he's beating you half to death.

- Dude, what am I gonna do?

- I don't know.

Cry.

Bleed.

Die.

- Will you be serious?

- Dude, he's a Golden Gloves champ.

- Any ideas?

- None that don't involve hospitalization.

Wait!

He would never expect you to throw the first punch.

- Ya think?

- No wait, I'm serious, dude.

Look, I'll stand outside Mr. Hoffman's class

and as soon as you land that first punch,

I'll yell "fight" as loud as I can.

You just need to hang in there

until Mr. Hoffman can break it up.

- That might work.

- Dude, it's better than death.

- I need Hoffman there right away.

- Dude, I'll get him there.

- Let's do this.

- Protect your face.

Where's Hoffman?

Are you kidding me?

Sean!

- You looking for me, Wayne?

- Yeah, I've got something for you.

- What's that?

- You all right?

- Yeah.

- Hey, look.

I just want to say I'm really sorry

about this whole calculator thing and uh,

everything else too, I suppose.

We cool?

- Yeah.

- What just happened?

- I have no idea.

- Hey, look everyone it's Wayne "The Stain".

- Wait, Sean.

I was wondering if you still want

to go see a movie sometime.

- I do.

- Good.

You're bi-polar, right?

I knew it.

- No, it's my Dad.

- Doesn't he like me?

- It's not that so much.

- But he's okay with us now?

- My mom is.

She said, "Let me worry about your Dad."

- Yeah, what could go wrong with that plan?

- So do you work Friday?

- No.

- So, Friday?

- Sounds good.

Call me crazy, but an idea just hit me.

Will you go to prom with me?

- I'd love that.

- Really?

Really.

- Guess what just happened?

- You joined Golden Gloves Boxing?

- Nope.

- You sold your soul for a golden fiddle?

- Nothing to do with gold.

- You wrote a laxative cookbook?

- Ha, funny guy.

Betty Crapper.

- What?

- The name of your cookbook.

Betty Crapper.

Oh, no.

From the Pot to the Pot.

- Got any more.

- Give me a sec.

Dinner for Poo!

- Now if you're done...

- I am.

Oh, no wait.

No, that one's stupid.

- Give it to me.

- Salt and Pooper.

Oh, oh, Eat and Runs.

- Okay, anyway, Melissa said she would go to prom with me.

- Melissa Jacobsen?

- Yup.

- You're kidding me.

- Nope.

And we are going to a movie on Friday.

- So you woke up this morning

and you were gonna spend the rest of your life alone

and now you're going to prom with Melissa Jacobsen?

- Dude, I didn't ask her to marry me, I asked her to prom.

- Dude!

Are you getting a limo?

She's gonna want a limo.

- I didn't really think about it.

- And you're probably going to have

to take her somewhere expensive, like the Country Club.

Oh and just so you know, if you're gonna rob a bank,

your bright red Jeep sticks out like a sore thumb.

- You can steal a candy bar.

That's what my brother and I did when we were young.

Yes, Pastor Brooks stole a candy bar.

We got away with it for a while

and one day, baam.

Woo!

- The manager grabbed us by the back of the neck.

You know what he did?

He didn't call the police,

which he had all the right to.

He asked us if we wanted him to call our father.

There are forms of torture that I would prefer

than disappoint my father.

What I didn't realize was that I let him down

just by stealing something.

But what if we hadn't gotten caught?

Who knows?

I could have looked for something more thrilling to steal

and before you know it, I'm getting fingerprint.

Guys, don't fool yourselves.

There are no small sins.

They're all gateway sins that will wrestle for your soul

unless you turn away from them.

- Thank you so much.

- I'll take it.

You like?

- I liked the old one.

- That one didn't have navigation.

- What?

You're phone doesn't work?

- Imagine me rolling into college in this next year.

- How are you gonna pay for it?

- You don't need to worry about that.

- Somebody should.

- Payments won't be a problem.

- This is gonna crush your Dad.

You have no idea the sacrifices he made

so you could get the other one.

- I'm gonna pay him back.

- That's not the point.

He bends over backwards for you

and you go take out a huge loan

so you can be the cool guy on campus?

- Table for two.

- Do you have a reservation?

- No.

- I'm sorry.

We only take reservations here.

- Do you?

- Right this way, Sir.

- Is it possible to get the white sauce

on the penne noodles?

- For you, of course.

- Thank you.

- Well, he's sure coming on strong.

- He's just being nice.

- I think I know when a guy is flirting.

- I think I do.

- Like he has a shot with someone like you.

- What does that mean?

- I mean you with a waiter?

- I've even been known

to date lowly convenience store clerks.

- I don't work there anymore.

- What?

- I quit.

- Really?

- I called Sherman and told him I wasn't coming back.

- What about your shifts?

- Let the rest of the schmucks fight over my hours.

They can have them.

Not you.

I mean the guys that need the money.

You obviously don't.

You don't think I was calling you a schmuck, do you?

- What? Do you think I get an allowance?

Having a job makes me appreciate things.

I manage my time better.

I'm punctual, I'm more responsible.

- You are oversensitive.

Look, all I was saying is

I just don't see you with a waiter.

- You really don't get it.

- He's probably sleeping.

- It's okay.

I can get it.

- Let him get it.

It's his job.

- I'm sorry.

I didn't see you guys come out.

- It's no problem.

I could've gotten it.

- He has one job.

Nice suit, Wayne.

Couldn't afford a tux?

- All the black makes you look like a mortician.

- Where's the funeral?

- Yeah, at least all the black'll hide the stains, huh?

Ahhh!

- Did she just punch you in the face?

- Where are you going?

- What happened to the nice guy I used to work with?

- Oh, now he opens the door!

You're really gonna leave me, at prom?

- I really don't know what's going on with you right now

but I don't want any part of it.

Slam it for effect.

Do you think I care?

I can go in there and go out with any girl I want.

Ryan?

- What are you doing?

Mom and Dad did not raise us act like that.

- Yeah well, Mom and Dad wouldn't know what to do with this.

- Look out!

- What?

- What's wrong with that boy?

I love you, Mom.

- And your Jeep, evidently.

- I do.

I love that thing.

And I hope you and Dad know

I appreciate everything you do for me.

- We do.

Can I get you to do something for me?

- Anything.

- Brush your teeth.

- Ha.

Ha.

Ha.

- Thanks, Peterson.

- We need to think of a color theme.

- Is that a thing?

- Yes.

Your tux and my dress have to match.

- I've been thinking that

maybe you should go with someone else.

I'm not gonna be able to get a tux, or a limo

or take you anywhere nice.

- Well, if that's what you think's important to me,

maybe I should.

- Wait.

- No, we're gonna go to Prom together.

And we'll take your Jeep

and eat at The Lokal

and you can wear one of your dad's suits.

I don't care.

We're gonna have fun.

- I have a suit.

- What color?

- Navy.

- Do you have a blue tie?

Now we're getting somewhere.

- What's wrong with that boy?

- So when are you coming home?

- Why won't you ask your mom.

- We have.

- Well, what'd she saying?

- "When he loves me more than he does his stuff?"

- That's ridiculous.

- Is it?

When you got to the hospital,

the first thing you did was yell at Brent

for totalling his car.

- That was a 75 thousand-dollar car.

- Ryan died.

- I didn't know that at the time.

- You knew Brent's leg was messed up.

- I know I overreacted.

But hasn't your mom overreacted, too?

I've been kicked out of my own house.

- And out of the lives of your children?

- Of course, I miss, miss you.

Is that Sean's Dad?

- Yeah.

- Why's he meeting a lawyer?

- How would I know?

- I wonder what they're talking about.

- Do you remember what we're talking about?

- I do.

We were about to order dessert.

Why aren't you out saying goodbye to your friends.

The time with my Mom was cut short by a week.

- Hey, Mom.

- Hey.

- Would you eat Rice Krispy bars made out of Cap'n Crunch?

- Rice Krispy bars made out of Cap'n Crunch?

- Yeah.

- Sure.

- That's what I thought.

- What if you never had to do this again?

- Clip coupons?

- Yeah.

- I love clipping coupons.

- Seriously?

- It's like a game.

When I go to the checkout

and say the total's like $100

and then I give them the coupons and now it's 90.

It's like I just won $10.

- But wouldn't it be nice to not have to do it?

- I don't have to do it.

I want to.

- Let's just say Dad made a ton of money.

- Like if he were a district manager?

- Like he owned the company.

- Oh, okay, we're loaded.

Got it.

- Would you still clip coupons?

- Yeah.

- But you have all of this money.

- Why leave 10 bucks at the store?

- Imagine if he had that kinda money

when you met him, how different life would be.

- I probably wouldn't have liked him.

- If he was filthy rich?

- I like him the way he is.

- Wouldn't you love him more if he were rich?

- It's like this cake mix.

If you put in just the right amount,

you get a cake.

- But if you forget an ingredient

or you use twice the amount of something,

it's just not the same cake.

I like your dad just how he is.

- Isn't the money just icing on the cake?

- You can put icing on a brick, baby,

that doesn't make it a cake.

- Oh, boy!

- What are your intentions?

- Honestly, sir, we are just friends.

- I mean you and your dad.

I saw him the other day with Jeff Seeley.

- They're in a Bible study together.

I think Dad's like a mentor or something to him.

- Hey, sweetie.

When can I expect you?

- I'll bring her by in the morning.

- We agreed I'd have the kids this weekend!

- Why would you want her to come over there so late?

- We talked about this.

- 11?

Is 11 okay?

- Yeah.

- Bye, Bethany.

- They only do that when I'm around, right?

Yeah, the special effects were great.

I know and I love it

when they end a movie like that.

Yeah - you're like, "What just happened?"

- Like me in my driveway,

what is happening?

- So you think they will go through with it?

- I don't know.

It was supposed to be a trial separation

but they keep getting more and more separate.

I miss our simpler life.

- When was that?

- When we lived on Meadowlark.

- You lived on Meadowlark?

- Out past the dump?

- Yah.

- Huh.

- They were actually happy back then.

We had a little bitty house.

We didn't have any money.

It was so much fun.

- What changed?

- I don't know.

Dad started the company and,

he worked every night and weekend.

He quit going to church and as the company grew,

they drifted apart.

It's like all he cared about.

I can't remember the last time I heard them say,

"I love you" or saw them kiss.

That's what I want when I get married.

- Someone that'll kiss you?

- A strong, caring Christian

who's not afraid to show affection.

Like your Dad.

You know he's taken, right?

- Like your Dad is with your Mom.

Sometimes, in church, I'll turn around

to look how close they are

and wish my parents were that close.

They seem so happy.

- I thought you were looking at me.

- Maybe I was.

- They're practically glued together.

- I'd do anything to glue my parents back together.

- Come in.

- Hey, dinner's almost ready.

Time to wash up.

- Hey, Dad?

- Yeah.

- Do you have a minute?

- Is this a door open or door closed minute?

- Open's fine.

- All right.

What's up?

- Nothing really, but I have this friend

who did something that he feels real bad about

and he doesn't know what to do.

- What's the Bible say?

First John?

"If we confess our sins,

"He is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins

"and purify us from all unrighteousness."

- I thought my sins were forgiven just for asking.

- They are but confessing helps us deal

with the guilt of our sin.

Okay.

We all sin, right?

But when we don't confess our sins to God,

they're like building blocks.

We keep building and building a wall

that separates us from God.

It's like us.

You're my child and you know I'll love you

no matter what.

But our relationship is always better

when we are communicating, right.

There's always apologies, restitution

and there's always, always repentance,

turning away from your sins.

Is there still time to fix this situation or whatever?

- Yeah, kinda.

- And that'll correct things and make things right?

- Yeah.

- Then I think you answered your own question.

My work here is done.

- Thanks, Dad.

- What?

- Just wondering what

your closed door conversations look like.

Come on, wash up.

Oh, that's so pretty.

- Oh, you guys! - You're perfect, I love it.

You look so great. - Oh, right here, right here.

- Melissa - Yeah, you are

so beautiful. - You are so beautiful.

I love it.

- Nice. - That is so cute.

- Okay, hang on, hang on. - That's great.

Let me get a few.

- Mom can send you copies.

- Just a couple, just to play it safe, okay?

Come on, let's get in there.

Hey sweetie, you're blocking the entrance to the house.

- What's wrong?

- Nothing.

Before 12 as promised.

- Sorry.

My grandpa told my mom that before midnight,

the boy entertains the girl.

But after midnight, the girl entertains the boy.

"You be home before midnight!"

- I don't know you were kind of entertaining.

- Again?

With my dancing?

You're going to give a girl a complex.

- No, really, you were fine.

I had a lot of fun.

- Me too.

- I'm not gonna turn into a pumpkin or anything.

I better get in there.

- Please do.

I don't want her coming out with a shotgun.

- She wouldn't hurt you.

She likes you.

Almost as much as her daughter does.

She says, "There's a lot of good in that young man."

And I agree with her.

- What happened?

- They think it was a heart attack in her sleep.

One of her sisters called us

when she didn't return her call.

You gonna be okay?

- Into thy hands, Oh Lord,

we commend the body and the spirit

of Agnes Suzanna Wahl.

Born in the image of God

and now she walks with the Father and the Son.

May we all lead our lives

so that we may walk together with them.

Amen.

Go in peace and serve the Lord.

- You're right in here.

- Thank you.

- Hello Sean.

- Hi.

I wanted to--

- Sean, this is our In-House Counsel, Terri Nelson.

I've asked her to sit in on this meeting.

- Okay?

- What brings you in?

- I wanted to give you this.

- You can't serve papers on Mr. Jacobsen.

It has to be done by a disinterested third party.

- I can't give him this?

- It absolves you, Brent, your family,

- What?

- The company of all responsibility in the accident.

- It was an accident.

We don't want you to worry that we're gonna sue you.

- Both parents signed.

- If you had been at the funeral,

you would have known that we've forgiven Brent.

Getting over losing Ryan has been hard.

Forgiving Brent wasn't.

We don't blame either of you.

You know, the hardest part about forgiveness

isn't the forgiving.

It's accepting that you're forgiven.

- Let's go.

Let's go, man!

Come on that's not a hit.

Hit!

You got to hit, let's go.

Come on, come on, let's go.

Hit me.

Come on.

That wasn't a hit man, hit me.

Last warning.

- You're so worried about that pretty little face.

You leave your gut wide open.

It looks like you got company, Nancy.

- What are you doing here?

- Can I talk to you for a minute?

- Sure.

- You might wanna leave those on.

- What do you want?

- You know those muffins?

- Yeah?

- He found out about the muffins?

- He did.

- Hey, I didn't tell a soul!

- I told him.

- Are you nuts?

- Possibly.

- What did he do?

Well, what'd you think he was gonna do?

- Well, what'd you think I was gonna do?

- I didn't think you were gonna hit me.

- Yeah well, it was an automatic thing.

Sorry.

- I probably deserved it.

- Probably?

- All right, I deserved it.

- I guess I probably deserved what you did to me, too.

- Really?

- Don't expect me to thank you it.

- I'm just surprised to hear you say it.

- Yeah, yeah.

No, oh, this is perfect.

This is perfect, okay.

You are going to go to school, right,

tell everyone that this whole wrestling incident,

it was your fault, all right?

You were playing some kind of practical joke on me

and it backfired.

- Backfired?

- You think this is funny, Peterson?

- Sorry, go on.

- And so I found out about this and I kicked your butt.

- Are you sure you wanna keep being known as a bully?

- You know this one last time, maybe I do.

- Can we just say I got a few hits in?

- No one would...

- ...believe that.

- You should have had him keep his gloves on.

- I tried!

- Can you tell me why there's a lawyer down at the store

looking for you?

- A lawyer?

- I just got off the phone with Mr. Sherman.

Is there anything you need to tell us?

- Not really.

- Is it about a ticket?

- Ticket?

What ticket?

- Did you get a speeding ticket?

- No.

No.

- Anything to do with that black eye?

- I don't think so.

- Call him and find out what he wants and then call me.

- I'll call him when I get to school.

- And then?

- I'll call you.

Hi, is Kenneth Smith there?

Okay.

Will he be back today?

Okay, no, I'll try again later.

All right.

Okay, thanks.

- Hey, look everybody, it's Stain.

Stain, Stain.

Stain, Stain, Stain, Stain, Stain,

Stain, Stain, Stain, Stain, Stain.

- Stain!

- Leave him alone!

You've all heard the rumors.

Okay, you know this was my fault.

So stop picking on him?

Leave him alone!

- That's him right there, actually.

- Which one?

- That one.

- I need to ask you a few questions.

- Do you work at... - He took them out

of my backpack.

- The TC Mart? What?

- Nothing.

Go on.

- Do you know a Mrs. Agnes Wahl?

- Mrs. Wahl?

- Mrs. Agnes Susanna Wahl of 208 Nellie Street?

- Yeah.

- Are you the only Sean that works

at the TC Mart on Junction Avenue?

- Yes.

- I need to read you something.

- "I would like to leave," - I can explain.

- "20% of my savings to Sean"

- What?

- "The young man who works

"at the TC Mart on Junction Avenue.

"For years, he has carried my groceries home from the store

"and never asked for anything in return.

"He's such a hard worker.

"It seems like every time I go there, he's working.

"I wanna make sure he has enough money to go to college."

She got $100,000 when her husband died.

She put it away and didn't touch it.

She doesn't have any children

so she left 40% to each of her sisters

and the rest she is putting in a trust

for you to be able to go to college.

With interest, that's $41,578.56.

Please sign here.

Are you 18?

- Yeah.

- Right here.

And here, that's your copy.

You take that one.

Her sisters tell me that she spoke very highly of you.

- I thought a lot of her, too.

I really did.

- Stay out of the cookie jar.

You were supposed to call me today.

- Was I?

- You were gonna call me and tell me what the lawyer wanted.

- Oh, that's right.

- So what did he want?

- He just wanted me to sign some papers.

- I hope you didn't sign anything

without your dad or me reading them first.

- I thought you would approve.

Mrs. Wahl left me $41,000 to go to college.

- She did not!

- I take out 20% each year for four years

and the balance when I'm 25.

- Shut up!

- I don't think I deserve it.

- You were always so nice to her.

This is her way of showing you her appreciation.

- Just don't make a big deal about it.

- So, no parade?

No parade.

- Last weekend, I went to my niece's birthday party.

And my sister takes 27 eight year-olds bowling.

Yay!

Eight-year olds.

They don't bowl like we do.

They have these bumpers that pop up.

I tell you, I don't think any of them were trying.

They were throwing the ball

and hitting the bumpers on purpose.

But the bumpers aren't there to be a part of the game.

The bumpers are there to get you turned around,

back on the right track, on the right path,

so that eventually, you're really bowling.

Right there, right down the middle.

As Christians, God has given us these bumpers

to walk with him.

One of them is this phenomenal thing called Grace,

that is greater than our sin.

And Grace has a way of getting into the gutter,

of our lives to get you turned around

on the right path.

And the other one that He gives us is Scripture.

Scripture tells us what to do, and how to do it.

It teaches us in the way we should go,

it trains us in the who that we should be.

Because, friends, God never intended for us to bounce

from bumper to bumper,

or skim down the edge, flirting with sin.

He's called us to so much more than that.

We were told in Hebrews to cast aside

every weight, every sin, everything that distracts us,

and fix ourselves on Jesus.

See?

Jesus, He is that headpin.

He's what we are aiming for

and the more we aim at Him,

the more our lives are on track

with all that God has for us.

That's when we begin to do the right thing, consistently.

That's when we begin to forgive,

to humble ourselves, to submit.

That's when we become men and women.

That store up treasures in heaven,

not things of this world,

and actually live lives of significance,

of substance, of character.

That's what it was meant to be.

Right there.

Straight down the middle.

- So you wanna come over and play tennis?

- Yeah.

I have some stuff I have to do first

but I'll hurry.

- Okay.

Ah, thank you, kind sir.

- I don't really know how to begin.

Right before Mrs. Wahl died,

she came into my store and bought a lottery ticket

and had me check the old one.

I threw it away like I always do but after she left,

I noticed it was a winner.

I took it out of the garbage

and I ran after her but something stopped me.

I don't know what it was.

I'm not that kind of person.

I've had time to think and pray about it

and I felt guilty about it the second I took it.

I think that was God's way of telling me,

"You know what you did wrong."

Well, anyway, it's not mine.

It never was.

Will you see to it that it gets to her sisters

and apologize for me?

- I will.

Thank you for doing this.

I commend you for your honesty.

- Don't.

I don't deserve it.

Right.

I tried to give it back to her.

I went by her house the day before she died

but she didn't answer the door.

By the time I went back, it was too late.

I really did try.

- Come on, Come on.

Come on, come on, come on!

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