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Original subtitles

WILL: Just try to write down everything you remember

from the night of the accident, before and after.

That's what the lawyer says he needs.

I know. I'm just not finished yet. I'll do it.

I... I found all the medical bills and the rehab report.

I could deal with this, Helen,

cancel my afternoon appointments.

No, we're doing this together.

I'm not letting you take it all on yourself.

Oh, I found this.

That's a card that Andy sent to Kevin, apologizing.

Do we get another one because he's suing us now?

Can I see it?

How long have you been there?

I don't think you ever showed me this.

I thought I had.

I haven't seen these, either.

Why should you?

Why should any of us have to look at all of this again?

Joan, I already claimed the last Pop-Tart.

JOAN: Not unless you put your name on it, freakazoid!

Look.

"L-U-K-E."

Clearly displayed in red permanent marker.

Great. Now what am I supposed to eat?

Can we please just have one civilized morning in this house?

Do we wanna know why you're...

ALL: No!

So, have you and Adam made up?

Yeah.

Because you, like, totally humiliated him at the party.

Yes, I know, and we talked about it, and I apologized.

And he's okay?

Because you took quite the emotional dump on him at that party.

Okay, Grace, I get the point.

Just stay away from parties from now on.

My dad found out that Judith ended up in the hospital.

Now he thinks I'm being tainted by the heathen shiksa.

She just felt out of place and sort of anxious,

so she acted out a little.

Getting your nose pierced is acting out a little.

Almost dying in a puddle of your own vomit is a little darker than that.

But what do I know? JUDITH: Hey, you guys!

She's just trying to find her way. She needs friends.

GRACE: Looks like she made some new ones. Man!

I'll catch you later. I'm gonna go run with scissors.

Hey. What are you doing here?

This is, like, the super-loser hangout.

Hey, it's the only smoking section.

Mmm.

So, tonight.

Perfect girls' night out. Go to the mall,

sneak into all the crap movies for free.

Judith, we're supposed to study for physics.

Oh, what's physics compared to Catherine Zeta-Jones

25 pounds overweight from the baby?

Hey, come on. We're goin' for, uh, Big Gulps.

You want a Big Gulp? 'Cause we're goin' for 'em.

Totally. You coming?

Wait, wait, wait. Judith, we have class.

You've skipped, like, three days already.

You wanna get booted out of another school?

Hey, I was in the hospital, remember?

That's an excuse that should work for a few more days.

Come on. Everyone's been asking about you.

That why Grace took off like the Road Runner?

Oh, don't be so sad, Joanith. I'm fine.

Take notes for me, okay? Mwah!

GROUNDSKEEPER GOD: Hey, girlie.

Uh, can you give me a hand with this?

Uh, no offense,

but isn't that kind of a random place to be planting a tree?

Does seem out of place, doesn't it?

Sort of like you've been feeling.

Here we go again.

Sometimes when you're lost,

it's an opportunity to cultivate a new place for yourself.

JOAN: And this is supposed to inspire me?

The Charlie Brown Christmas tree of metaphors?

You want me to take care of this?

Remember when you used to tell me to go try out for the cheerleaders?

What happened to that?

If it's an assignment you want, you better get to physics.

You're late.

(SCHOOL BELL RINGING) Whose fault is that?

♪ What if God was one of us?

♪ Just a slob like one of us

♪ Just a stranger on the bus

♪ Trying to make his way home

♪ Just trying to make his way home

♪ Just trying to make his way home ♪

but I can't seem to do it.

Mmm-hmm. I hear you.

I was wondering if you had any thoughts,

anything that could help me get through this.

Nope. I don't think so.

You're a nun.

Former nun.

And I never went in for the platitudes.

I mean, I could tell you to surf.

That's what I do when I get all knotted up.

I don't surf.

Hmm, bummer.

Because when you're out there, things make sense.

You know, you see a wave coming towards you,

one you know that could kill you,

but if you hit it right, it supports you.

It saves you.

So you're saying the letter's like a wave,

and if I write it right...

Platitude. Platitude.

I just thought I was done with all this.

Look, I wish I had a way to make things easier for you,

but the struggle is kind of the whole point, isn't it?

That and the faith that it will somehow be worth it.

Yeah.

And trying to quit smoking.

Or trying to meet a guy who doesn't mind a woman who smokes

and was a nun.

I'll keep my eyes open.

Yeah, that'd be good.

LISCHAK: The mere act of measuring the position of a particle

changes its momentum,

which, in turn, demonstrates the indeterminate nature of photons.

Miss Girardi.

Sorry I'm late. I had a-a thing.

And I, in turn, was marking a late "thing" in my book.

Coincidence?

Or one event determined by separate indeterminate actions?

Hmm.

Am I supposed to know what she said?

Oh, I wasn't listening. Um, I was looking at you.

LISCHAK: Thomas Young. Genius.

Hey. Where's my Judith?

Freidman, the kiss meant nothing. She was drunk.

(LAUGHING)

You sweet, naive child.

(TAP DANCING)

LISCHAK: Okay, grasshoppers.

Before we delve into the deepest mysteries of quantum physics,

I want to investigate the concept of indeterminacy on our own turf,

as it were.

Who has a working def of indeterminacy for me?

Uh, Lukey G.?

Indeterminacy states that the change of a particle, X,

is unknown until the outcome is, uh, observed

over a certain period of time, T.

Showoff. Yes! So,

fire your neurons and think of something indeterminate in your own environment, X,

and record changes to X

over a certain period of time, T.

Ideas?

Uh, mixmaster Freidman!

(WHISPERING) "Will I ever get laid?"

Compare the recent discoveries of the Mars Rover

with our current assumptions of the Earth's environment?

That and, "Will I ever get laid?"

(LAUGHS) LISCHAK: Okay. Yes.

Now, how about an assignment that deals with your own environment?

Alternate Girardi.

How are you going to handle the assignment?

Huh?

Assignment?

Uh, well-well, we could...

We could plant a garden

in the rankest part of the school,

and then, um,

try to determine whether or not

it-it could be a garden.

Interesting.

Clarify your premise and you might have something.

Next.

(SIGHING) What did I just say?

(PEOPLE MURMURING)

You think she's gonna wake up and say she forgives you?

Excuse me?

Arcadia's finest, right?

Oh, the blood is on your hands.

You're just gonna have to live with it.

We're sorry for your loss.

Oh, don't insult me or the memory of my aunt.

You used her.

She came to us because she saw an innocent boy gunned down.

She wanted us to catch the men who did it,

and, thanks to her, we did.

Oh, and then you made sure

that her house went up in flames right after, didn't you?

We offered her protection. She wouldn't take it.

You're the ones that she's afraid of,

like all of us are.

No one's gonna do anything to you.

No?

Well, what if I started talking

about the gangbangers that you shield

and all the drugs that you bastards steal?

Oh, you'd be okay with that, huh?

I, uh, think we should leave.

We're very sorry. We didn't mean to upset you.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

You are all gonna lose that summer flab.

Faster! Spine straight. Chest forward.

Yeah, that'll happen.

So we're all on board for the project?

I'm gonna do a paper.

No insecticide.

But we're a study group. We do things together.

So why did you have to pick starting a farm?

A garden, and I didn't pick it.

Miss Lischak gave us an assignment.

Look, it'll be fun. Judith will help. Oh, right.

Jane, she hasn't shown up for class in days.

She's still not feeling good.

Put on the brakes and run in place!

COACH: Knees high!

Higher!

(ALL PANTING)

I say we go with the Mars Rover idea.

I'll scope out the NASA Web page...

Actually, I-I think I'm gonna pass on this one.

If you're concerned that working with me will be awkward,

I can assure you I've moved on.

And on and on.

It's not that.

It's just, uh, you know, Grace wanted some help on her project.

I don't need your help, pencil neck. Never will.

COACH: And another lap.

How about we meet tonight? I'll get Judith to come.

I have work. How about right after school?

I have work. COACH: Move it, soldiers!

How about we just do a paper, like Grace said?

No! We have to cultivate something because...

Please?

I'll never ask for another thing as long as I live.

I know that's a lie, but please?

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Drop to the floor!

Twenty sit-ups. (ALL GROANING)

Grab your partner's ankles.

BOY: You okay?

Grab, Mr. Girardi.

Look, I just thought we could work on the assignment together.

I mean, we did it last year

and, uh, it wasn't a problem.

Are you fondling my ankles?

Yes, I am.

Look, if you can't handle the terms,

the terms which you agreed to,

then maybe you can't handle me.

Polk, resume the position.

Polk! Your citizenship grade is taking a nosedive.

Hey, you know, Federico said he'd cover my shift

so we can work on the project all night.

Really? Yeah.

Oh, thank you.

Perhaps you'd like me to dim the lights.

Oh, I'm sorry. I was just happy.

Oh. And here I thought you were working.

I was. Am. I... Gardening for Dummies.

Manic for Mulch. Both very good.

Proust is very good.

Try not to mate during business hours, Miss Girardi.

(SIGHING IN ANNOYANCE)

You know,

it's been weird being back.

It's like we had this groove before, and then it was gone,

but working on this project together, I feel it again.

Don't you? Yeah.

What project?

Hey. Did you really skip the whole day?

Oh, Danny got his parents' convertible. We went for a drive.

Well, Danny's been in the tenth grade for three years.

He was kind of a moron.

JOAN: Well, thank God you are back.

If you get kicked out of school again...

Not gonna happen. So what's the project?

Oh. Lischak gave this really crazy assignment.

You have to try to determine something indeterminate or...

Well, you don't really determine.

Ultimately, it has something to do with subatomic particles.

But it has to be in your own environment, so... Yeah.

I think I'm glad I went for the Big Gulp.

Well, um, anyway,

we're-we're planting a garden out by the bleachers

to determine whether or not it will survive,

and you'll be working with us.

I'm not working on some fifth grade science garden.

JOAN: No, it's a good project, though.

Lischak even said so. And we're all sharing the grade.

Why don't you let me worry about my own grade, Mom?

She's just trying to help.

I'm not some pity case.

Fine. Fail physics. Adam.

No, look, why do you let her treat you like this?

Like what? How am I treating her?

Maybe you should just stay out of it.

Sure. Happy to.

Adam, wait.

Nervous someone else is treading on your territory?

Okay, shut up. Both of you, stop.

I'm just gonna go work on my own thing, okay? See you later.

Adam. Adam! Wait.

(DOOR OPENING)

(SIGHING) So how about the mall?

I can't. I gotta work.

You think you'll survive out here all alone?

You're pathetic.

You're me.

It needs water.

And you should turn the soil.

(SCOFFS) Why don't you, if you're so concerned, foghead?

It's your assignment, Joan. You asked for it.

This is a new look for you.

Yeah.

I mean, the jeans are really comfy.

Look, I thought I'd have some help here.

Yeah. I know where you're coming from.

It's like, uh,

everybody has something better to do

until they're on a plane, and then they're all over me.

That means something, right?

Totally.

It means you should pick up that rake and that hoe

and start turning this dirt.

Oh. You're leaving me, too?

(SIGHS) That's a fine way to run a universe.

Hey. Oh! I'd... I'd stay away.

I'm kind of caked with fertilizer,

and we all know what that's made of.

Oh, I don't care.

Uh, you missed lunch, so I got you a sandwich.

Thank you.

Listen, I-I'm sorry, Jane.

I know you and Judith are friends,

and I don't wanna fight with her,

but she's always ragging on me.

Yeah. She kind of blew me off, too.

I-I just had this whole fantasy how we would all come together

and be, like, this one person with a lot of heads.

That sounds kind of freaky, but you know what I meant.

I'm sorry. I-I really can't handle working with her.

Yeah, I guess trying to drag everyone into this was obviously ultra-dumb.

So you're not mad?

Adam, I don't even understand why I'm doing this garden.

How can I be mad at you if you're not into it?

It feels like there's so much stuff coming at us lately,

like we're the indeterminate thing.

Maybe we should be our physics project.

I planted something called impatiens,

but they take as long as everything else.

(LAUGHING)

Funny, huh? Yeah.

Ease up, man.

Our medical plan doesn't cover stomach stapling.

I'm peckish.

Happens whenever a grieving family member accuses me of murder.

Yeah. I'll get back to you.

First off, let me say,

we go up against the blue wall, we better have a solid case.

The shooters we caught last week...

The ones that hit the 8-year-old kid? Yeah.

The only witness against them dies in a fire.

Convenient. They're drug dealers.

Their friends wanted to send a message.

Roasting some woman isn't exactly a moral quandary for them.

Which is why you should see this.

From Mary Wallace's house.

Arson says the fire started in the basement.

Probably a box close to the heater.

Now, you came from the arson squad. You buy it?

There seems to be a line of accelerant here.

Runs from the back window.

Meaning? A pro.

Gangbanger's not gonna waste time hiding his tracks like this.

The two shooters told us to look to our own.

We got the same song at the funeral.

Oh, yeah?

And I thought we finally cleaned this place up.

Funny, Roy. Isn't this where we met?

Outside looking in.

Man, you smell like a litter box.

(ALL LAUGHING)

(SIGHING)

The ground is soft. I have a happy butt.

What are you doing? Get off my plants, you freak!

(ALL LAUGHING)

Hey. You wanna rein in the animals?

(ALL LAUGHING)

Why are you doing this?

Why are you doing that?

Because it's my assignment, okay?

And I know you don't wanna have anything to do with it,

but do you have to try to impress your new friends

by being an even bigger twerp than they are?

Your friends are so great?

Judging me for getting a little loaded? Like they're so perfect.

Grace saved your life, Judith.

Doctors exaggerate. I could have slept it off.

I was in the hospital with you for two days.

Aren't you great?

Mmm!

(STAMMERING) Okay. Look, I know you're embarrassed, okay?

I get it.

Let it go.

Everybody will be willing to get past this...

Now I'm supposed to take advice from some nut job

who sees people who aren't even there?

(SIGHING)

Who wants Big Gulps? I'm buying.

DANNY: Wait. Me.

Whoa! I love Big Gulps.

Hey. Hey!

(GASPING)

Freak.

Before you get mad... What are you doing?

I need to talk.

Girardi, waiting outside the girls' bathroom is a little stalky.

No.

You said that if I can't handle your terms, maybe I can't handle you.

Well, Grace, I think it's you who can't handle me.

Don't push it, Girardi, unless you want your make-out time cut.

This is more than just about making out, Grace.

I mean, I like the making out. Don't get me wrong.

But we have a relationship here

whether you like it or not.

There are things you don't know about me, okay?

Exactly!

And it's that very indeterminacy that attracts me.

I-I don't know why you're so scared by it.

This is about my privacy and you not respecting it, that's all.

Okay. Fine. Then be private and alone,

because clearly that's what you want.

(SIGHS)

(DOOR OPENING)

KEVIN: Hey.

I'm getting a byline tomorrow.

I wrote a piece about this guy

who's been ticketed for jaywalking 243 times.

Why'd you do it, Kevin?

I was just fascinated by the man's love of traffic.

I went to the lawyer's office today.

He told me you'd been to see Andy.

Did you think we wouldn't find out?

(SIGHING)

I didn't know how to tell you.

You tried to talk Andy into dropping the case.

That could be construed as an admission of guilt.

That's ridiculous. I just wanted to see how he was,

if he really needed help.

That's not how his attorney saw it.

He doubled the damages to $1 million.

How can they do that? They just can.

Look, I'm sorry, but this whole mess is going on around me,

and you two won't tell me anything...

Because we're taking care of it.

You've been through enough.

Please, just stay out of it.

That kid could take everything we have.

Sure.

I'm sorry.

(WHEELCHAIR LIFT BUZZING)

This can be recycled.

Do I have to make a new earth every seven days?

So many people pray to see you.

If only they knew.

Now, why haven't you finished your assignment?

Uh, I did. I planted stuff. It got stepped on.

My friends deserted me in the process.

As usual. Thank you very much.

Well, isn't that part of the assignment?

To see how the process unfolds?

You have until Friday. Finish what you started.

Are you telling me

that I can get all those flowers to grow by Friday?

No. You can't force a bud to open or a plant to grow faster.

Growth is a process.

Just be part of the process, Joan.

WILL: Even if it was locked out,

we still could know who's behind it.

CARLISLE: Sure, maybe. But it's still one hell of an alibi.

He's all yours.

So nice catching up with an old friend.

You know him?

Little gift from his crew.

Amazing what you can do with a Phillips screwdriver.

DeShawn gets a cut of half the crank from 14th Street

all the way on up to the Hudson.

So why haven't you brought him in before?

His stash always gets moved around,

like-like he's got someone watching out for him.

Good luck on finding out who.

When did he talk to Roebuck?

Never, as far as I know.

DeShawn knows him.

Wanted to know if the Chief was gonna be in on the interrogation.

Well, Roebuck's the boss. Probably afraid of him.

Yeah. I'm sure that's it.

(CHATTERING)

Ah, Mom. Hey. I may not make it home for dinner.

Um, I need to do some work on the garden, so...

Oh, sure. How's it going?

Uh, kind of terrible,

but thanks for asking.

Joan.

The night of the accident, Kevin's accident,

what do you remember?

One thing.

Now?

No. Sorry. It's okay.

I was, um, watching The Nutty Professor for the millionth time.

Um...

And I heard you scream.

Are you okay, Mom?

Sure.

I was just curious. The lawsuit.

I was just curious.

Thanks, honey.

Sure.

Inside the building. That's a big change for you.

Look, I just wanna say I'm sorry.

I just don't get it, Judith.

We're not at camp anymore, okay?

There, it was, like, perfect.

It was just us. Joanith.

But here, there's Adam and Grace and it's different.

No. It doesn't have to be.

It already is. I was here less than a week

and I totally blew it with you and your friends.

Okay. So you dump us because of one stupid night?

Look, I've been in four high schools in two years.

You'd think I would have kept a few friends

through all of that, wouldn't you?

Even my shrink parents have written me off.

I'm like some failed lab experiment to them.

Judith, I don't care about what happened in the past, okay?

Here, right now, we're friends.

So if I mess up again, that's cool?

What? And the next time?

What-What are you even talking about?

I'll be the one you cut loose, won't I?

You'll still have your friends,

but I'll be alone, and I don't do alone well.

Judith, you're all freaked out about something that may never even happen.

I gotta get to class.

Judith. Hey.

I get this sense you've been avoiding me.

Now, don't be afraid of the feelings we have for each other.

They're what make us us, right?

Hey. I'm Lilly, your mom's confirmation coach.

We got a thing at 4:00. I'm early.

She'll be home soon. I'm Kevin.

Figured.

I read your project about that, uh, jaywalking guy.

Very cool. Thanks.

Have you heard about the, uh, guy who's trying to eat a bicycle?

Uh-uh.

Oh. You should check it out.

Do you want anything to drink while you're waiting?

Oh, great. I'm parched.

(SIGHS) Uh, so you really surf?

Oh, yeah. Totally. You should try it.

I'm sure they got some kind of rig they could strap you in.

(LILLY SIGHS)

So, uh, how's your lawsuit coming?

Okay, I guess.

Am I being too nosy? Can I finish the cran-apple?

Sure.

Sure about the nosy or the cran-apple?

The cran-apple. Oh.

But, um, I can't really tell you much about the lawsuit.

My parents are handling it.

They don't tell me much.

Wait a minute.

You don't know anything about a lawsuit in which you're named,

even though the accident was, just a guess,

the most important event of your life?

Okay, now you're being too nosy.

No, it's just... I mean, you're 20 and a reporter.

How do you turn off interest in your own life?

You're right. None of my business.

Oh, hi. You met?

Uh-huh. Yeah.

Great. I'll get my books and we can start.

Okay.

It's nice to meet you.

(SKILLET PLAYING YOU ARE MY HOPE)

I've thought about it,

and I do wanna work within your terms.

Well, you shouldn't. It's totally unfair.

See, that's the thing. I-I don't think they are.

I mean, basically, I've been asking for a total regime change

in your public and personal life. But you know what?

I looked up every major political revolution in the last hundred years,

and not even the most violent ones were sudden.

You know, they built up over years of dissatisfaction and unrest.

Did you make a special effort not to use a science metaphor?

I'm trying to expand my range.

So, basically, you're saying what?

(SIGHING)

I'm willing to wait.

Hoping that the, uh, revolution

will gain some small foothold in the outer regions,

such as, uh, maybe an occasional exchange of words in public.

What's this?

Well, even warring tribes have been known to make peace offerings

in, uh, you know, recognition of their commonalities.

Did you just make that up? Yes.

It's a... It's a seedling for a sunflower.

It's hard to believe it can grow over eight feet tall.

I stole it from Joan.

(SCOFFS) I can't believe she's still at it.

You know, her hypothesis actually has promise.

I mean, the-the idea of a community garden

can be tied to some key aspects of quantum theory.

Lay it on me. I can't get through my paper.

It's too much research.

Hey, we're having a conversation.

Not anymore. Just lay it on me.

Well, um,

according to, uh, one of the principles of indeterminacy,

you know, there's a certain level of uncertainty to every equation.

Now, with the community garden, for instance...

♪ You are my hope ♪

Why are you planting cabbage?

Isn't it already, like, cabbage?

Shut up!

Yeah? Shut you up.

(LAUGHING) All right.

Makin' soup?

Hey. Apparently, they flower. What are you doing here?

Boy Wonder figured out you're not brain-dead.

Apparently, dirt can equal physics.

So we can get some work done.

You so don't wanna go there, dude.

You see, if we posit that your indeterminate element

is the unpredictable level of resistance...

Stifle it, Einstein.

Just pick up all this garbage and pile it over there.

Hey, Grace?

Thank you.

I'm doing this for me, dude.

I know.

Want a cigarette?

No, thanks.

Big fan of the lungs.

Okay.

You know, usually I'm the only one around here this early,

so I won't have to endure the breakfast inquisition with the shrinks.

You?

Uh, I just wanted to see Joan's garden.

You could see it later with her.

Be weird if she were here.

You know, we always work on these kind of projects together.

This is the first time that we're not.

Is it because of me?

Uh, no. It's, uh...

Yeah. Sorry.

I used to plant stuff with my dad.

Then he got busy, got a gardener,

and we stopped doing that kind of thing.

Guess that's why I freaked when Joan said she wanted to do the garden, huh?

Think I'm gonna clean up some more. Do you wanna help?

Nah.

You get anything from DeShawn Wallace?

Apparently he lost his power of speech.

With the witness dead, he knew he was going home.

So he didn't mention anyone in the department?

No.

You know Duncan and Simmons?

Plainclothes, live on the street. Yeah.

They were responsible for two of the biggest coke busts this year.

Right.

I brought them over from Arson.

What are you saying, Roy?

Their files.

See if you find anything.

Who the hell are we investigating?

Hey. Hi.

I, uh... I made you a tree for the garden.

Are those cigarette butts?

Yeah. I-I dipped them in leftover slushies.

(LAUGHS) The sugar makes killer glue.

Cool. Oh!

It's a gnome.

They, uh... They live under the earth and guard the buried treasure.

(LAUGHS) This is his fire spear.

I-I had a serious Dungeons and Dragons habit.

I'm better now. Thank you.

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

Get a room, guys!

Okay. Uh, I have mapped out a planting plan,

uh, based on the arc of the sun

and hours of daylight last fall.

Okay, Luke, don't-don't get all sweaty.

All we're going for is "not dead."

"Despite the team leader's nonexistent expectations,

"the existing momentum propels the project forward."

What are the yellow thingies?

They're mums.

They bloom in the fall, attract the bees,

the bees pollinate the non-flowering shrubs,

which keep aphids from eating other plants.

What?

You researched all that?

One episode of one show on the Home and Garden Channel.

Don't make me regret this.

Okay.

And we found a witness

who saw Andy yelling at Kevin during his visit.

I brought up the act as hostile and threatening,

and their attorney agreed to withdraw their request

for an increase in damages.

Thanks, Tom.

Now, we're gonna have to get another toxicologist

to analyze Andy's blood alcohol report.

It's not cheap, but...

Hey, Kevin. Hey, Mr. Murphy.

You okay, honey?

Uh, no, Mom, I'm not.

If you'd like to be alone, I... KEVIN: No.

I'm tired of being alone.

I wanna be a part of this.

We'll talk about this at home, Kevin.

That's the problem, Dad. We won't talk about it.

You need my statement, right? We're still in discovery?

I-I'm sorry, Tom. I didn't know...

Will, we're gonna need his statement sooner or later.

I'm-I'm just not sure he's ready for this.

I'm not ready?

Have you done your statement yet, Mom?

Kevin.

I'm trying to put my thoughts in order.

No, you're... You're afraid of them.

And so are you, Dad.

You think if I'm not here to go over all the details,

it'll be easier, like it happened to someone else.

But it's never gonna be easier.

It's gonna suck every time we think about it, so...

(KEVIN SIGHS)

I'm sorry. That's just the way it is.

I don't want you to go through it again.

But I have to.

Don't take this away from me.

I've lost enough.

It's still kind of hazy for me.

Um...

Andy didn't know how fast he was going.

And I didn't wanna show how s-scared I was.

Uh...

There was music playing in the hospital.

Some radio someplace.

Bach, I think. I...

It was so out of place.

Andy

(SIGHING)

was leaving with his father.

They rushed past me.

He couldn't look at me.

And then I heard all those people working on you

behind the curtain, frantic.

And your sneakers,

the new ones I had just bought,

in shreds

because they cut them off your feet,

(SOBBING) lying in the blood on the floor.

(HELEN SNIFFLING)

Indeterminacy, my warriors.

Who will catch a cold?

Who will stumble and fall along the dusty path?

And will the horticultural efforts of Team Girardi

survive the wasteland of poor soil and D students?

Can you expand?

Read. Remember, it's not just your grade.

"We posit..." Posit?

Yes, posit.

(CLEARS THROAT)

"We posit that no one behaves

"according to predetermined assumptions.

"Humanity and beauty have the potential to coexist

"where the obstacles are the most challenging.

"We offer our garden as an inquiry into the nature of hope,

"the greatest indeterminacy of all."

Poetic, as all great science truly is.

(ENGINE RUMBLING)

Oh, no.

Bulldozers were not a part of my calculation.

JOAN: Judith! Judith, watch out!

(BRAKES SQUEALING)

A heroine goddess. That's my girl.

The ultimate indeterminate.

Judith!

Hey! Stand aside, young lady.

LISCHAK: Excuse me.

This garden is an AP physics project.

Oh, how charming. But we're putting in new bleachers.

Can't it be spared the final deathblow

until our research is complete?

Lady, I got a union employee, hourly pay.

It's out of my hands.

Everybody, see the garden?

It's lovely. It's a lovely garden.

Now move.

ALL: (CHANTING) Judith! Judith! Judith!

(ALL CHEERING)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ In the time of my confession

♪ In the hour of my deepest need

♪ When the pool of tears beneath my feet

♪ Floods every newborn seed...

Hey, I'm sorry.

Yeah.

I'll be right back.

Freidman likey.

It was a cool garden, Joan.

And I loved the fire spear.

Is she gonna be okay?

She was planting crocuses and tulips.

It doesn't matter if the ground gets bulldozed,

'cause they'll still come up in the spring.

She knew that.

So, what I was growing...

Grew.

♪ And the memory of decay

♪ I gaze into the doorway

♪ Of temptation's angry flame

♪ And every time I pass that way

♪ I'll always hear my name

♪ Then onward in my journey

♪ I come to understand

♪ That every hair is numbered

♪ Like every grain of sand