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- So, what are you and Truman up to this weekend?

- What makes you think I have plans with Truman?

- Casey, you've gone out with him five weekends in a row.

So either he's your new boyfriend, or he's replacing me as best friend.

- Okay, you're right.

- I'm being replaced? - No!

Truman is officially my new boyfriend.

I really like him; he's different than the other guys I've dated.

- Yeah, I agree. Max and Sam were sweet,

nice and trustworthy. - So is Truman!

He's just a little... unpredictable.

- Well, I predict he's going to turn out to be

an untrustworthy guy who can't commit!

- Can't commit! He pursued me for months! Let's just drop this, okay?

- Are we having a fight?

- No, because I know you're just watching out for me, but could you please try

and be a little nicer to him? - Hey Casey. - Hey.

- Emily. - Hi, Truman! It's so nice to see you.

What are you crazy kids planning this weekend? - Okay, not that nice.

- There's a major bash in Toronto. - A bash in Toronto?

Why is this the first I'm hearing of this?

How are we gonna get there? How am I gonna tell my mom?

How am I gonna find the right outfit?

- You wanna come? - You don't want me to come?

- Do you want to come? - Well, if you want me to come, sure!

- ♪ Used to be my mother and my sister and me ♪

♪ A happy little family and all right with me ♪

♪ But Mom got married, that's when everything changed ♪

♪ Some things were lost and others were gained ♪

♪ A new school... A new house... ♪

♪ So many changes it makes my head spin ♪

♪ Now I've got a brother who gets under my skin ♪

♪ This is life with Derek ♪

♪ This is life with Derek ♪

♪ This is life with Lizzie, Edwin, George and Nora ♪

♪ Marti and Casey ♪

♪ Living life with Derek ♪

♪ Living life with Derek ♪

- Who can you trust? Your best friend, obviously.

And your parents definitely. And your siblings usually.

And certain step-siblings? Virtually never.

- Oh, Emily. Hey! Ah, yeah, Casey's not back

from whatever extra-curricular lameness she's doing.

- Oh, well, mind if I wait? - Yeah, suit yourself.

- Derek, what do you think of Truman?

- I don't think of Truman. Ever.

- Well, what do you think of Casey dating Truman? - Think of that even less.

- So you think she should stop dating him too? - Who am I to stop Casey

from dating some jerk? - Her stepbrother?

- Do you want something to eat? - No, thanks.

- What's the haps, neighbor? - Casey and Truman's the haps.

- Ah yes! The new boyfriend.

- What do you think of him? - He's tall. He's got great hair.

- Aside from the hair? I don't really trust him. - Tell you what.

Why don't I do some digging and see what I can find out?

- You'd do that, Edwin? - Of course! She's my step-sister!

- Hm. - I also keep tabs on Lizzie. In fact, there's a new candidate

for her affections, a certain Marvin.

I've already opened a file on him.

- Impressive. Not every brother looks out for his sisters like you do!

- Oh, don't waste your time with him.

I'm the sensitive... brother! - Nothing to brag about, Ed!

- Whoa!

- Sorry, guys! With George away

I'm a little bit scrambled, so I thought I'd make-- - Scrambled eggs?

- With toast! - Ah! So, Casey, ah, care to shed some light

on this dark and mysterious bad boy you're dating? - No, thank you.

Mmm... Mom, these scrambled eggs are great!

Nice and runny. - Derek, what do you think about Truman?

- Ah, I like him. Just as much as I like Casey.

- So, why don't you like him, Derek? - Mom, who cares if Derek

doesn't like him? I like him! And the fact that Derek doesn't like him should be the parental

seal of approval! - If he's so likeable,

then how come he got kicked out of his old school?

- Whoa! - He got kicked out of his old school?

Ah, Casey, do you really think that he's the kind of guy you should be dating?

- Hmmm. - There is such a double standard in this house.

Derek and Edwin get to date whoever they want, but Lizzie and I get the third degree.

- Ah, Edwin doesn't date who he wants. He asked out Cheryl,

Andrea and Debbie and they all turned him down.

- Very funny, Liz. You know, maybe that's why Marvin agreed to go out with you.

- Who's Marvin? - Edwin!

You're such a-- - Caring guy? Thank you for noticing.

[Knock! Knock!]

- Hey, Lizzie. What's up? How's the homework going?

- Mom, if you want to ask about Marvin, just ask.

- Okay, who's Marvin? - I'd rather not answer that.

- I'd rather you did. - Fine.

I asked Marvin out for ice cream this Saturday. Okay?

- Well, of course it's okay.

Especially since I'll be joining you.

- Good one!

You almost had me going there, Mom.

- I'm serious. A mother has to keep an eye on her daughters, Lizzie.

I don't even know this mystery Marvin. - Oh, brother.

- That's not a bad idea!

Truman, would you care for some tea while we're waiting for Casey to come down?

- Ah, okay.

- My husband, George,

is away on business, which is too bad because

I know that he would have loved to have gotten to know you better, too.

- That is too bad.

- Edwin Venturi, Casey's caring stepbrother.

- Truman French.

Casey's caring boyfriend?

- I'll be the judge of that. - Edwin, is that necessary?

- It won't take a moment.

So, Truman. Any traffic violations?

- Uh, no. - Misdemeanors? - No.

- Felonies? - Edwin! - Withdrawn.

But, let me ask you this... why exactly

did you get kicked out of your private school in Toronto?

- Ah, Edwin, that's really

none of our business, ah,

unless Truman would like to tell us, in which case, I would love to listen.

- Well, I...

played a joke on the principal,

borrowed his keys

and drove his car around the block.

He didn't find it as funny as me and my friends did.

- What are you doing to Truman? - Ah, just a friendly Q & A.

- Truman was telling us the most amusing story

about how he stole a car. - Let's go, Truman.

- Ah, Casey, don't forget your curfew. - Mom, I'm the one

who set my curfew! - Well!

Thank you for the tea and the Q & A.

And... and don't worry, I'll take good care of Casey

when we go to Toronto.

- I don't like the sound of that. - Yeah, ditto.

- Sorry about my Mom. And I'm sorry about Edwin,

he loves to make everyone else's business his business.

- They do seem... concerned.

- They just get a little weird...

...er ...when I get a new boyfriend... boyfriend.

- Yeah! - They just don't know you like I do.

- They don't know what a kind, thoughtful,

interesting guy you really are... DO THEY EDWIN?

- AH!!!

Casey! Fancy running into you here!

- Go home right now and pray

that I don't tell my Mom what you just did.

Assuming of course she didn't put you up to this. Did she?

- I refuse to answer that question on the grounds that...

...I'm leaving. Ah, so if you could just record notes of your conversation--

- Out! - Yeah.

I'm watching you, Truman. This ain't over!

- Night, Edwin.

- Man, that boy bugs me.

Bugs? We could be bugged!

- So, are you sure your Mom's cool with you going to the party?

- Um, well, I haven't exactly told her yet.

- Oh, ‘cause

I sorta did.

- You did?

- Hey, Mom. Anything on your mind?

- Anything you should have told me?

- I was going to tell you! Besides, there's not much to tell.

We're driving to the party in Toronto, hanging out at the party

and then coming home. 'Kay? - No! Not okay.

Toronto is 2 hours away! And even if you left the party at midnight,

you still wouldn't get home until 2 in the morning! - Okay, then, I'll stay

with Icky Vicki. I mean, my dear cousin Victoria.

- Freeze! Who's driving? Who's throwing the party?

Do you have their phone number and will their parents be home?

- Edwin! - Ow!

- Stop eavesdropping! - How did you know?

- Because you're so predictable.

- But you haven't been since you've started seeing Truman.

- What is that supposed to mean? - It means the daughter I know

would have told me about Toronto right away! - Yeah, well the Mom I know

would trust me and not interview my boyfriend!

- Well, the Mom I am is concerned about her daughter

and not so sure about this boy!

- And the Edwin I am shares your concerns, Nora.

- Well, the Casey I am isn't gonna stand here and take this!

- Can you believe Mom and Edwin?

- Tell me about it! - Mom is totally giving me

the gears about going to a party in Toronto with Truman.

- I hear ya, sis. I told Mom I was going out for ice cream

with Marvin Saturday night and she said I needed a chaperone.

- Oh, no! - Can you please talk her out of it for me?

- Sorry Liz, we're in the middle of a fight about my Saturday night.

- But you guys never fight.

You always work things out in a calm, reasonable manner.

- Calm and reasonable?

That's just crazy enough to work!

- Hello, Mother. My dear cousin Vicki said it's fine if I stay with her.

- Hm. - Truman says he has a clean driving record and here is all

of the pertinent information about the young gentleman

who's having the small gathering in Toronto.

Plus his father's going to be there all evening.

- Casey, you know, I'm still not sure about this. - C'mon, Mom! I was calm,

so be reasonable! [Closing door] - Fine. Derek,

you want to go to a party in Toronto this weekend? - With you?

- With Casey. - Derek chaperoning me?

You call that reasonable? - Well, at least you'll have a family member with you

and someone to drive with. - Ah, Nora, I know you're flying solo

with Dad outta town and everything, but that is some questionable parenting.

- I just got off the phone with George

and he wanted me to remind you that the garage needs cleaning this weekend.

- Ah, hey! Tell me about this party.

- You're not invited! - Get him invited.

Or stay home. - Oooh!

- Unbelievable!

- What are you doing?! - Isn't it obvious?

- Why did you agree to be my chaperone?

- The bigger question is what does one wear to a private school soirée?

Tux? Tails? Top hat? - Derek!

- When you're done the drama queen routine,

you can pick up some gas money, earplugs and a hat

‘cuz the windows will be down and the music

blarin' on the drive to T-dot!

- Forget it! I'm not going.

A nightmare car ride and then you'll just embarrass me at the party.

- Relax! I'm not really going. I'll drop off you and cousin Vicki

and then go meet up with some of my Toronto hockey buds.

I'll pick you guys up at the end of the night.

- Really? That is a great idea!

- Hey, Casey!

When did you get all rebellious? - Since... Right now!

♪♪

- I'm impressed, cuz.

Used to be me inviting you to all the cool, private-school parties.

Guess my step-cuz has been a good influence.

- Ah, Derek has no influence on me.

Ah, he is merely here as my chauffeur

and he has his own party to go to. - Ah, chaperone.

- And I'm not going anywhere.

- But you promised!

- Hi. Um, I'm Courtney. - I'm Casey and this is my cousin Vicki.

- Hey. - And my stepbrother, Derek.

- Well, hello, Derek. - Charmed, I'm sure.

- Such a gentlemen.

- Do you want to show me around? - Okay!

- Later.

- I see your stepbrother hasn't lost his charm.

- Ah! Promise you're not going to go after him, again?

- Relax, cuz Case.

Let's scope out the boys at this party.

- Um, actually, cuz Vick, I'm scoping for my boyfriend Truman.

He's meeting me here at nine. - Wait, Truman?

As in Truman French? As in

the Truman French that got kicked out of school

and sent to live with his aunt in London? - You know him?

- Know him? I went out with him! - You what?

- Yeah, it was like way back in grade 9. I'm sure he won't even remember me.

- Vicki? - Hi Truman. - You guys know each other?

- Ah, yeah. Vicki's my cousin.

- Isn't that funny? - Really funny.

- Hilarious!

- Tru! - Kev!

- Dude, all the guys are here. C'mon.

- I'll, ah, catch up with you later?

- Yeah, yeah, for sure! You go ahead! I'm just gonna hang--

- I'll be right back. - By myself.

- They have great fudge brownie ice cream. You like fudge?

- Yep. - Mild-mannered Marvin

is very well-mannered

and he likes fudge. - Edwin! Mom never said you had to sit at our table!

- I'm just making a few notes for my report.

- Well, why don't you finish your report in the bathroom?

And then stay there! - Ah, I will!

Right after I ask Marvin a few questions.

So Marvin, you're in my chemistry class at school, right?

- Yeah, I'm your lab partner. You made our beakers explode.

- Yeah, right. Well at least I told you to duck.

- No, you hit the deck and cried out for your daddy.

- Yeah, that sounds about right. - Well, enough about me.

So, Marvin, is Lizzie your first girlfriend?

- Edwin, so help me...

- Daddy!

♪♪

- Oh! - Oh, I'm sorry!

- That's okay. - Um...

you... you have a lovely home, sir.

- Well, thank you, young lady. Ron Smith-Warnison,

a-k-a father of the host.

- Oh! I'm Casey McDonald. - Nice to meet you.

- So, ah, what kind of work do you do?

- Well... My son asked me not to speak to the guests,

but what the heck! I'm an importer. - Oh! An importer?

- Yeah! - Sounds import-ant.

- Hey, that's a good one! - Thank you. - Can I use that?

- So, ah, you private school girls like to dance?

- Oh, no. We don't like to dance.

- We love to dance.

- Ah! Shall we?

- So, you and my cousin. You know, I wouldn't have thought

that Casey was your type. - Well, I wouldn't have thought so either, but she is.

- So is it serious?

Cuz you never were too good at serious.

- People change. - You know, Truman?

I remember our relationship like it was yesterday.

- Relationship? We went out like

3 times for 2 weeks 4 years ago.

- Remind me again why I dumped you.

- Well, I would, but you didn't.

- Oh, that's right! You dumped me.

Well, don't worry. I forgive you.

♪♪

- So, Marvin, ah, how do you do in school?

- Well, I get mostly As.

- Impressive! Suppose that doesn't leave

a lot of time for extra-curriculars, though?

- Well, I'm the secretary of your ping-pong club.

- Edwin, leave Marvin alone!

- Oh, maybe I should go. - No! Edwin should go!

- Lizzie, let him go.

Marvin is a promising ping pong player,

but Nora and I just aren't sure you're ready for a boyfriend.

- Edwin, you are going too far! - Lizzie, ah,

I like you, but

I don't think I can handle all this... pressure.

- Marvin, wait!

Ah, congratulations! You passed the test.

- Test?

- Yeah. You were a perfect gentleman

and you showed a great deal of respect to Lizzie's chaperone...

and Lizzie.

Ah, you can walk her home, right?

- Yeah. - Great, well,

I will fax you a copy of my report.

- Wait! You forgot to pay for your ice cream! - That's okay, I'll pay.

- Good answer! That's going on the report!

- Sorry! Sorry, sorry.

♪♪

- Hi. Um, I-- I'm looking for Truman. Have you seen him?

- Ah, wasn't he with you? - I'm pretty sure he wasn't.

- Ah. Then he was with that other girl, then.

- Vicki?

- Vicki? Ah...

Derek, I need to leave now. - Can't talk. Dancing.

- Derek, let's go, please.

- You okay?

Ah, what happened?

- I just saw Truman and Vicki

and they were... they were...

k-k-k-k... - Kayaking?

- Kissing!

- What is wrong with you two?

- Derek, chillz, okay? We're just two friends catching up.

- Oh, yeah? ‘cause Casey caught you guys ‘catching up'.

- Derek, you're reading this all wrong.

- Hey, I don't read anything on weekends!

And no one should treat Casey that way,

so why don't you go over there and apologize

and then never speak to her again?

- Since when are you so protective of Casey?

- Since now. Get your coat, cuz.

- Casey, please let me explain. - Truman, you were kissing my cousin!

- It was kind of a joke, a goodbye kiss

for when we broke up when we were in grade 9.

She kissed me. - And did you stop her?

- I didn't want to be rude. - Then here's another goodbye,

hold the kiss! - Casey, wait!

- Truman I made a big effort to come to this party

because I assumed you wanted me here.

But I was wrong! You didn't introduce me to any of your friends.

The only person I talked to was Ron the importer!

- I'm really sorry. I'm not used to having a serious girlfriend.

I'll get better at it, I promise.

- Emily was right about you the whole time. You are not trustworthy.

- Please just give me another chance.

- You had your chance. You blew it.

- Ah, you're leaving? - Ah, yeah, I gotta go.

- Well, this party would have been a total bore

if you didn't come. Call me next time you're in Toronto?

- Sure.

- Casey, I'm so sorry, okay?

It didn't mean anything. Please forgive me?

- Vicki, you've done that kind of thing since we were in grade 6

and you went after that guy I liked with the uni-brow.

- I was doing you a favour kissing uni-brow boy, okay?

Fine, I was way out of line.

But, what can I say. I'm a flirt!

Just don't blame Truman, okay?

It sounds like he really likes you.

- Vicki, I'm dropping you off and then I'm driving Casey home.

Don't cry on the upholstery?

[Closing door]

- Hey, Mom, what are you doing up?

- Waiting for you. Derek called.

You okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.

Mom! - Ah, come here!

- More tears? You're like Niagara Falls!

Night, ladies.

- You know, maybe he's not such a bad guy after all.

- Truman?

- No Truman is scum. I meant Derek.

- Oh, honey.

- So, I, ah, blew it for you with Marvin?

- Surprisingly, no. - Now, you do realize I was just being protective, right?

- Yeah. And thanks for caring.

- But tail or interrogate any guy I like again

and I'll be forced to share private info about you

with any girl you like for the rest of your life.

- What kind of info? - Well, like the fact

that you sleep with a teddy bear named Mister Fuzzy.

- Fine, fine. - And don't open a file

on my boyfriend either! Or I'll tell everyone about your gas problem!

- My gas is personal!

- Then keep it to yourself! [Telephone]

- Funny. - McDonald-Venturi residence.

Truman?

Casey never wants to speak to you ever again.

- No one treats my sister like that. Shame on you!

- Hey, Truman, you know,

since Casey dumped you I've closed my file,

but I gotta tell you, I had my suspicions all along.

- Goodbye. Slime bucket. - Oh!

- That'll teach him. - Ah, thanks for looking out for me, guys.

- Hey, I'm trying to sleep! Would you keep it down?

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- One forty six, take one. Alpha bravo. Call and mark.

- Ow!

- Vicki, I'll drop you off and then I'm...

[Laugh]

- Let's go, Truman. - Ah, Casey, don't forget your curfew.

- Whoa! - I'm sorry.

- They don't know what a kind, thoughtful, interesting new guy you...

- ♪ Living life with Derek ♪

♪ Living life with Derek ♪

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