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Can't sleep?

Got a lot on my mind.

Well, you can't just sit here every night

and wait for her to come home.

She's out with Martin again.

I mean, she's not even upset that we broke up.

She's not even thinking about me.

I think she just refuses to get upset.

Maybe you should refuse to get upset, too.

Choose how you feel.

Impossible.

Try it.

I don't mean to disrespect your infinite wisdom,

but I think I just got to kind of feel how I feel.

Okay, well, then, feel how you feel,

but for a, you know, a set period of time.

Just put aside all your bad feelings

until, uh, after you get home from school tomorrow.

I work tomorrow.

Okay, after you get home,

feel as badly as you want for an hour,

but limit yourself to that,

'cause you can't let your bad feelings rule your life.

Something tells me you've never dealt with a breakup before

from the guy's side.

I have sons.

Matt and Simon--

they went through some breakups.

Simon broke up with his fianc?e on his wedding day.

You have anything to do with that?

No.

We let Simon make his own decisions.

So...

you didn't want me to make my own decision

about Ruthie because...?

Oh, come on.

Well, you wanted to break up with her,

you just were afraid that we'd kick you out of the house.

Hey, I didn't say that.

Is it true?

I don't know.

Yeah.

It's only been a week; give it some time.

I don't know, maybe I should just move.

I mean, I can't stand this.

Every night, she's either on the phone with Martin

or she's out with Martin.

They're just friends.

Yeah, I bet. Just-Just friends.

She seems awfully happy just to be his friend, doesn't she?

And, I mean, she can't help being happy around me.

You know, the garage apartment is empty.

Maybe just until this whole thing blows over

and you two are together again.

Nah.

I got to live with people.

Maybe Mac and Jane and Margaret could take on another roommate.

No, I wasn't suggesting that you move out,

uh, just trying to give you some options,

since you're so determined to be in pain.

I-I would be really upset if you left.

Yeah, well, Ruthie wouldn't.

Oh, sure she would; she likes you.

No, she doesn't.

And as time goes on and she continues to resent that tattoo,

she's not only not going to like me, she's going to hate me.

I can't understand it.

I mean, I've never been a hate-able guy until...

someone made me hate-able.

(motorcycle revving outside)

Hey.

What was that?

Is that a motorcycle in our driveway?

Maybe Martin got a motorcycle.

Maybe he's dropping off Ruthie.

Oh, he better not be dropping her off

from the back of a motorcycle.

Yeah? Or...?

Or... he-he better not.

The kids sitting out front told me to come in the back.

The girl said she lived here-- Ruthie.

Maybe she should've told me to knock.

Are you Reverend Camden?

- Yeah. Hi. - Hi.

So you must be-- jumping Jehoshaphat...

T Bone.

(chuckles)

T Bone Junior, I'd know you anywhere.

I'm your dad.

7th Heaven

When I see their happy faces

Smiling back at me

7th Heaven

I know there's no greater feeling

Than the love of family

Where can you go

When the world don't treat you right?

The answer is home

That's the one place that you'll find

7th Heaven

Mmm, 7th Heaven

7th Heaven.

Enjoy.

Well, thank you, son.

Not your son.

He just broke up

with his girlfriend, my daughter

Ruthie--the one who was out front--

and he's kind of moody.

No, you don't need to explain anything to him,

because he is not my father.

My real father, my biological father, is dead.

My mother told me so.

Is he sight-impaired, hearing-impaired, handi-capable?

Look at the two of us; you're my son.

When did you find this out?

Last week I was talking

to a perfectly nice woman in a bar in Vegas,

and suddenly she screamed, "Aah...!"

And when she told me what she was screaming about,

and I started screaming, "Aah...!"

I really didn't think my 21st birthday surprise

was going to surprise me again.

That was a wild summer... son.

Look at us.

There isn't even the slightest resemblance.

ERIC: Actually, there is kind of

a slight resemblance.

Could it be possible that he's your father?

No. My mom is a complete liar.

She probably just is after

child support or alimony or something.

Could it be possible that she just wanted

child support or alimony or something?

I don't think so.

No, she didn't ask for anything.

Ah, well, now I see the problem.

You weren't talking to my mother.

That doesn't prove anything, other than

you took a picture recently with my mother in Vegas.

Yes, it does. This is me.

I'm your old man.

She said so.

What?

When I was a young man like yourself,

they used to call me T Bone, too.

That's where you got the name.

My name is Theodore.

My name is Theodore-- Theodore Alan Bonaduce.

Who else is named Theodore and called T Bone?

My mother just called me T Bone because she said...

Because life is difficult enough without being called Theodore.

That's why I go by my middle name, Al.

(door opens)

Oh, great, now it's an entire greeting committee.

- Hi. - This is my daughter

Ruthie, the-the aforementioned ex-girlfriend.

And you are...?

Some crazy person your father let in.

Al Bonaduce.

Uh, Theodore Alan Bonaduce.

He claims to be my biological father.

Oh.

I thought your father was dead.

I'm sitting right here eating a sandwich.

Yes, you are.

Okay, well... good night.

She tattooed your name on her butt

and you broke up with her?

I prefer "back."

Not my idea.

Oh, well, it's getting late.

Uh, look, uh, if you want to stay,

the-the garage apartment is empty.

And T Bone can show you where everything is.

I'm sorry, I guess, uh, God wakes you up pretty early, huh?

Well, I have two eight-year-olds. Twins.

Sam and David.

They wake me up pretty early.

And then there's Ruthie

and Simon and Lucy and Mary and Matt.

And I've got six grandchildren, including two sets of twins.

Whew, you got me beat.

I think.

Although, you don't really know, do you?

My mother is a liar.

- Okay? - I know that.

She's not really 35, is she?

When I graduated college, I turned 21;

I drove across the country with a bunch of guys.

I was doing the same thing this summer,

but I got as far as Vegas and...

What makes you think

that she's not just lying about this?

About me?

I have an excellent memory.

I-I'll just let you two talk.

Good night.

Didn't you ever wonder if you had a father?

What?

All my life, practically every day, I wondered,

"Do I have any children?

"And if I do, why aren't they looking for me?

It's not like I'm that hard to find."

Did you ever wonder what my Christmases were like?

My birthdays? Father's Day?

Weren't you even curious?

You couldn't get on the Internet,

search hospital files, something?

I'm just trying to make you smile.

This is good news, you and me.

It's exciting, isn't it?

No, it's not.

Hi.

Sorry, I-I didn't realize you were up.

Then why'd you get up?

Because I wanted to get a drink of water

and beg you not to be angry with me.

Isn't it bad enough that I got busted

for turning in your work?

No.

I have to read what I wrote

in front of class on Monday.

What I rewrote, anyway.

I know. I'm invited.

Who invited you?

The instructor.

Just to humiliate me?

She feels very strongly about plagiarism.

This isn't exactly plagiarism.

You told me you'd write the chapter for me,

and then Reverend Camden came along

and you changed your mind.

And by the way, nobody would've heard

what you wrote if I hadn't done you the favor of stealing it.

So if you want,

you can just be grateful and say thank you.

What are you saying, I should sleep with you?

'Cause I'm not going to sleep with you.

No, I didn't say that.

I-I don't think you should do anything like that.

Do you think I should do anything like this?

'Cause I'm not going to do that.

And I'm not going to do this, either.

Or this.

(door opens)

What are you doing?

You scared me.

I didn't realize you weren't here.

Yeah, well... kind of had a late date.

With?

Someone.

Not someone like Martin?

No, not someone like Martin.

Martin.

He's dating Ruthie.

No, he's not.

They're just friends.

That would be news to Ruthie.

Come on, she has T Bone's name tattooed on her.

She's in love with T Bone.

She's just trying to make him jealous.

I'm not so sure about that.

And didn't you decide that you didn't

want to go out with Martin anymore?

The-The two of you-- you seem,

I don't know, incompatible.

You're right.

You don't know. You know nothing.

And you've pretty much proven that you know nothing

to the entire world.

Why would you say that?

I read the chapter you wrote.

(cell phone ringing)

Hi, Martin.

What time is it?

It's almost midnight.

Go back to sleep.

I just felt like making some brownies.

Yeah? I'm kind of hungry, too.

Mmm, are you?

You want some eggs and bacon while we wait

for the brownies to cook?

Sure.

Trying to make a baby is one of my favorite things in life.

Oh? And what are your other favorite things?

Bringing a baby home from the hospital.

And we will. I know we will.

Maybe we just made that happen.

Maybe.

And I don't want you to take that the wrong way.

If we never have another baby,

I'll be happy the rest of my life

with you and Savannah.

I love my girls.

(laughs)

Very funny.

Ah, you're an amazing woman, you know that?

I'm so tired.

If you say nice things to me, I might start crying.

Well, I don't see how you can not be tired.

I mean, you're going to school, working

at the teen home, driving down to observe Lucy

and Reverend Camden,

taking care of Aaron, marrying me...

I stayed up way too late

last night studying for that stupid exam

that turned out to be nothing, and then I got

stuck in traffic and I was almost late picking him up today

from day care, and I didn't know you were coming,

so my house is a mess.

I'm sorry... Wait, what did you say?

About...?

You said, "taking care of Aaron" and...?

Mm...

Oh. And "marrying me"?

I don't want to drop him.

Wait, what do you mean by that?

I mean...

Sandy, would you do me the honor...?

Yes!

Thanks.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

So, is it true?

Is it true?

Did you ask me to marry you last night,

or was I dreaming?

I did, and you said yes.

So it's official; I could, like, call a friend

and tell them, "Hey, Jonathan asked me to marry him"?

- Yes, you can say that. - Do you happen

to know when you want to marry me?

Would this time next year be good?

Absolutely.

- You have no problem waiting a year? -No.

This time next year, I'll have my master's degree,

and finishing my degree first is important to me.

I thought it was.

So you're going to wait a year for me?

I am.

That's so... nice.

Well, I intend to be a nice husband.

You're not marrying me just so we can... you know?

I think the medical term is "have sex."

No.

It's not like I want

to wait any longer, but out of consideration for you

and what you've been through, I understand

why you'd want to be married first.

And it's just 12 months.

And besides, the receptionist at the hospital says

she's gonna take care of me until you and I...

I'm joking.

Okay.

Listen, we have a lot

to talk about, a lot of decisions to make,

but I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

And I can tell people?

You can if you want.

But you should probably let Martin know first.

He should hear our good news from you.

Yeah. You're right.

You're-You're absolutely right.

Oh, I hope to hear that many, many times

over the course of our lives.

I have to be at work at 7:00,

- so I got to take off. - Okay.

But you'll be back?

For the rest of my life?

Yeah.

Okay. I have to confess just this one thing.

No, really?

It's nothing bad.

What confession is good?

I have to go work for a month in Appalachia.

Something I volunteered to do before I met you.

But...?

But I'll be back.

And...?

And we'll start planning the rest of our lives together.

Okay.

Oh!

I feel really good about last night.

Oh, so you think that was it, huh?

I'm sure of it.

No pressure.

Right. No pressure.

But...

- But...? - Maybe we should

move to Crossroads.

You know, maybe... change would do us good.

I don't know about that.

You don't know?

Suddenly you don't know?

I started rethinking it.

Why? Why?

W-Why would you do that?

Why would you rethink it when I was rethinking it and...?

Now I-I think we should go.

If you were pregnant, would you want to take

a chance with a baby?

Would you want to be that far away

from a hospital and a doctor and...

I thought about that,

and that's why I was hesitating, but...

I don't want to not go because I was afraid

to go because I might eventually get pregnant.

But I understand your fear.

You'd probably feel safer here, and so would I.

I feel safe anywhere you are.

Thank you, but if you want to stay here,

we should tell them we changed our minds.

But we haven't changed our minds.

I changed my mind, and I think I might want to move.

I don't know. I might not want to leave.

That's mine.

No, it's not.

I brought this home from work last night.

Yeah, and you paid for it with the money

that's in our food budget, right?

- Right. - Yeah. You ate

half of it, Margaret had some, so... the rest is mine.

I'm saving it.

For...?

Later.

(sighs)

You know, I was thinking about what you said

about Martin and Ruthie just being friends,

and I've known them longer than you have and I think,

I think Ruthie has always thought

of her and Martin as being more than friends.

I'm just saying.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Oh, thanks for taking Happy out.

I thought you were still upstairs.

We wanted to see T Bone's dad.

T Bone's dad?

He's in the garage apartment.

- Hey, guys. - Hi.

Who is in our garage apartment?

T Bone's dad.

But he's dead. Isn't he?

- T Bone's dad? - Maybe not.

- What? - I was gonna tell you

last night, but you were asleep,

and then I woke up and smelled bacon and here I am.

Eric, stop kidding around.

T Bone doesn't know who his dad is--was.

Um, Eric, who do you have out in the garage apartment?

He says he's T Bone's dad.

You can't just let some stranger stay in our apartment.

No, no, he's a nice guy.

- Eric! - Annie.

He just showed up last night.

He said he met T Bone's mom in Vegas.

Well, not met, bumped into her in a bar,

and she told him that he has a son.

And that his son is our T Bone?

No, no, no.

Don't believe any of his baloney, Mrs. Camden.

Not your husband, the stranger

who just showed up claiming to be my dad.

And is Ruthie up yet?

I really want to talk to her.

She's not up yet.

Of course not.

It's Saturday, and, well,

when you date like that all week, uh...

got to rest on Saturday.

Are you working today?

Is Ruthie working today?

I think she is.

Then I'm gonna be working today.

So... the man in our garage apartment

you really think is T Bone's father?

But how would you know?

How would he know?

He knows.

No, T Bone is not going anywhere,

not with some guy who-who left him stranded

with his crazy mother for 17 years.

He didn't know T Bone existed.

And now he does? Uh-uh.

You know what?

You don't know anything.

I am not gonna have another child move away from us,

even if he does have other parents.

He's still not up.

It's almost 1:00.

Can we have another hot dog?

Sure, if you want, but you've had two already.

Are-Are you still hungry?

Not really, but you won't let us cut the cake.

This cake is for our guest.

We'll save him some.

I don't think so. I might need the whole thing.

So you want another hot dog?

Can we go ride our bikes?

Sure, but not in the street, just in the driveway,

unless you can get Dad to watch you.

Oh, Dad is still working on tomorrow's sermon,

but, you know, I can bring my computer and work in here,

if you'd like to go out for a bit.

I don't think so.

Wouldn't you like some fresh air, dear?

No, I can't say that I would like some fresh air.

I'm gonna stay right here and watch you interrogate Al.

Go ride your bikes.

Wouldn't you think that if he's really T Bone's dad,

he'd want to spend some time with him today?

Yeah, you would think, but, you know,

maybe he's got plenty of time.

Maybe he's planning to stay for a week or two.

I hope he stays long enough for us to find out who he is.

I Googled him.

And?

Have you seen T Bone?

I think he left for work.

So he is working today?

He is. And are you working today?

Well, I guess, if I have to.

Honey, you haven't worked all week.

Well, I've been busy with school and stuff.

Stuff like Martin.

Stuff like homework.

And Martin.

Who's coming over for lunch?

- Uh, w-we have a houseguest. - Oh.

So I guess you don't think he's T Bone's dad, then.

I didn't say that.

Well, you didn't have to.

This is a lot of food.

A lot of friendly, get-to-know-you food.

Can I take a piece of cake to work with me?

Honey, you... you work at a concession stand.

Yeah, but we don't have homemade cake

made from scratch at the concession stand.

I think that your mother is, uh, saying that the cake

is for the point in the conversation

when she asks for a blood test.

(chuckles): Oh.

Oh. Well, I figured one of you would insist on that.

So... could you save me a piece, then?

- What time do you get off work? - I don't know.

Around 9:00, I think.

- I'll pick you up. - Oh, that's okay.

Martin's driving down.

Again?

Yeah.

Ruthie, are you really interested in Martin,

or are you just trying to make T Bone crazy?

I'm really interested in Martin.

Are you happy?

So, who is this guy?

What did you find out?

He's a dentist.

Well, how do you know there's not another

Theodore Alan Bonaduce who's not a dentist?

How do we know he's not a parolee

or a, or a drug addict or something really, really bad?

Give me a piece of cake, and I'll tell you.

(sighs)

Are you kidding?

There can't be another guy with that name

in the whole country.

What does a computer know?

Not as much as you, dear.

(door opens)

Al said thanks for everything.

He'll see you next trip.

He left?

On his motorcycle.

(motorcycle revving outside)

What dentist rides a motorcycle, Mr. Google Pants?

(key clinks)

(sighs)

Hey, what's up?

Who let you in?

I, uh, I know where the key is.

Sorry.

Ruthie?

(sighs)

Everything.

(sighs): Okay.

Well, look,

don't let Ruthie get to you.

She's in love with you.

She's just hanging out with Martin to make you jealous.

I... called Martin.

He's interested in her.

(laughing)

No, he's not.

He's just saying that.

She probably told him to say that.

She's just upset because you broke up with her.

And she's trying to hurt you because you hurt her.

No, she's not like that-- Ruthie.

I mean, she's tough, but...

she wouldn't hurt me just to get back at me.

I think Martin just came along at the right time.

The right time right after you two decided

you weren't interested in each other

and that you just wanted to be friends.

Gee, thanks for that.

Wait, he told you that?

Yeah.

We are not just friends.

(chuckles)

He's just friends with Ruthie.

If we were just friends, we wouldn't be

breaking up and getting back together all the time.

We made out last night.

For hours.

He sat outside the house

with Ruthie last night and talked... for hours.

What?

They talked?

About what?

(knocking)

Hey.

Savannah's sleeping.

Oh, sorry.

I-I just dropped off Aaron with my dad and Martin's dad.

He's spending a little time with his grandpas,

so I thought I'd come by and say hi to Lucy.

Oh, she just left to run some errands.

Have you had lunch?

No, but I'll just pick up something.

Come on in, sit down.

Lucy shouldn't be gone that long.

I'll make you a sandwich or something.

All right, thanks.

Let's see.

We got turkey.

Or I could make you a grilled cheese sandwich.

Or a BLT. Or...

I'm getting married.

You're getting married?

Yeah. And I wanted to tell someone,

so I thought I'd tell Lucy,

'cause I didn't think she would tell anyone,

but I just can't keep it in anymore.

Congratulations.

Who's the lucky guy?

Jonathan.

Sanderson.

Dr. Sanderson.

Dr. and Mrs. Jonathan Sanderson.

Oh, Sandy Sanderson.

I mean, isn't that kind of perfect?

It is. Good for you. You look really happy.

I am really happy.

This is the happiest that I've been in my whole life.

I mean, I was really happy when Aaron was born,

but that was a sad happy, you know?

And this is just... a happy happy.

So what does Martin think?

I haven't told him yet.

I want to tell him in person.

And I think maybe he's coming down this weekend,

you know, to take out Jane or something,

so we can talk then.

You mean Ruthie.

Ruthie what?

He's been going out with Ruthie.

I talk to him pretty often.

I think he's dating Jane.

No, Mac told me the phone date did 'em in--

Martin and Jane. It's over.

No, they made up.

When?

Well, I don't know,

but they went out last night.

No, Ruthie went to his game last night.

Maybe so, but he saw Jane after she got off work.

That was the plan, anyway. He told me.

I don't know what kind of game this guy's playing, but...

But whatever it is,

we shouldn't let it spoil your good news.

Yeah.

Stick around, we'll have dinner.

We'll celebrate, the three of us.

Oh, thanks, but I think I should track down Martin.

You probably should, but you can do that after dinner.

Okay. Thanks.

So I guess this means if Lucy and I move to Crossroads...

I'd still come and help out.

I'd delay graduating.

Yeah, but then you'd also have to delay your wedding.

Yeah, that's okay.

I think Jonathan and I would figure it out.

So you didn't tell your dad yet?

Well, kind of. (chuckles)

Don't you think he'll tell Martin's dad,

and then Martin's dad will tell him?

No. They swore that they wouldn't.

Thanks.

I was supposed to throw it away.

It was left out from last night.

Yeah, I don't care.

I'm starving.

Why didn't you just go to the Dairy Shack?

I'm going there for dinner.

Give it up.

Jane's not gonna go out with you.

What? She's not.

Because of Martin?

What do you mean "because of Martin"?

You're early.

Hi. (chuckles)

Hi.

- Hi. - Hi.

So, how's your dad?

He doesn't sound that bad to me.

No?

Where has he been for the past 17 years?

I mean, it's a miracle I even survived.

There was never a meal that didn't come through a window,

she would leave me home alone, sometimes for days,

and when she was home, she usually had some idiot with her.

Her "dates."

Yeah. Try asking your mom

for help with your math homework when she's behind closed doors

with last night's... date.

Some stayed long enough to be called uncles,

but none stayed long enough to be called "Dad."

Yeah, strangely enough, when men pay to be with a woman,

they don't get married to her.

You know that movie, uh, Pretty Woman?

She used to watch it over and over and over.

Like it was a documentary instead of a fantasy.

She actually expected her knight

in shining armor to come running up the fire escape

at any moment to rescue us.

AL: Maybe we should talk.

I'm kind of busy right now talking to...

Wait a minute.

You're not...?

T BONE: No.

He's not.

No, I am.

You guys do look alike.

I take that as a compliment.

Okay, well, I'll let you two talk.

And I'll take my dinner break.

(clears throat)

This is like I'm visiting someone in prison.

Not that I've ever done that.

(makes rim shot noise)

So here's my story.

(sighs)

My fianc?e just broke up with me.

We were supposed to get married in June, uh,

but she decided she couldn't go through with it

because she thought I was too dull.

Because that road trip

that I took with my friends in 1990 was probably

the last thing that I did that could be considered adventurous.

After that, it was just dental school and teeth.

I just bought the Harley.

I usually drive a Volvo.

Well, maybe driving a bike

and having a love child

will make your fianc?e think you're a little less dull.

Bye.

Hey, I-I'm going, I'm going.

I just need you to know a couple of things.

I have a friend who's a doctor here.

I went by there today.

And if you want, you can go by anytime

and complete the paternity test.

If you'd like scientific proof, it's available.

Camdens put you up to that one?

Camdens? No.

So you did this all on your own.

I'm actually a fairly responsible person.

With the exception of the three minutes

I spent with your mother.

What if we are a genetic match?

I mean, then what?

We fight over custody for me?

I'm emancipated.

I'm an adult; I don't need a dad anymore.

17 years ago, I needed a dad.

But I don't need a dad anymore.

Okay?

So how about you get back on your bike,

go home, and tell your girlfriend

the very amusing story about how you think you have a son

you didn't know about?

And then, maybe the two of you could get married

and start a family together,

raise a son, become a soccer dad

and join the Boy Scouts and go camping,

take a vacation to the beach.

Do all the things you never even

thought about doing with me, 'cause you never even bothered

to find out if you have a son.

Do you think that would have

been reasonable under the circumstances?

I don't know.

I'm gonna give you my phone numbers.

I have about a dozen, in case, you know,

somebody needs a root canal or something.

And I thought maybe this summer,

you and I could go on a... road trip?

I can give you references.

You can check my fingerprint

at the police department.

You can call my parents.

Your parents?

You told your parents?

How did you explain my mother?

I thought she was the hotel manager.

I thought she liked me.

I didn't know she was a... gift.

I didn't know I had a son, but apparently, I do.

What if I'm not your son?

Oh, no, you're my son.

Or believe me, I wouldn't have told my parents.

My money's on Ruthie.

Oh, I don't know.

She's a junior in high school, and he's the father of a baby.

Having a baby can make you grow up really fast.

I think he's gonna end up with Sandy.

Sandy? He's not even dating her.

I think they skipped over that phase of the relationship.

Seriously, they talked about

getting married, then they both decided

they didn't want to be married to each other.

For real.

(chuckles): He's just a little immature.

Give him a year.

In a year, he'll be a completely different person.

It takes guys longer to grow up.

Even guys with a baby.

You know nothing.

About relationships.

But I do know I like you.

"Like" like you.

SANDY: Well, it's not my fault that that's how you found out.

You should have called me back.

And finding out from your father

is not the worst way that you could find out.

I don't know why you're trying to stop me from marrying him.

Why do you care, anyway?

You're dating Ruthie and Jane and whoever else you're dating.

Not-Not that who you're dating

has anything to do with my getting married.

I bet it has everything to do with it.

And I'm starving.

Not my fault.

SANDY: Well, y-you can't make out with your friends--

then they're not a friend.

I thought you would want to hear her big news.

I wanted to spend some time alone with you.

SANDY: You don't even know how to be friends with a woman.

Pass the bread, I'm eating.

We can't. We invited her for dinner.

Not "we."

Hello? He's not adopting Aaron.

And he's not going to adopt Aaron.

Aaron is your son.

And I can't believe that you would even think about

letting Jonathan adopt Aaron.

We can always spend time alone later.

You know what, I don't think so.

SANDY: Because I love him,

and that's why I want to marry him.

You think this guy she's marrying is perfect?

No one's perfect.

We just don't know his flaws yet.

I never said that I loved you.

No, I didn't.

And-And neither did you.

Isn't it funny how different last night was from tonight?

It's not too late to turn tonight into last night.

You know what? You're right.

I'm going to go check on Savannah.

Now?

You can't always have what you want.

You know, you don't get everything, Martin.

And you can't just throw a temper tantrum

and think that you're going to get your way.

You need to grow up!

Well, there's nothing for me to think about.

I already said yes.

Ah, beanie weenies-- one of my favorites.

Well, there's not a lot you can do

with leftover baked beans and hot dogs, okay?

I was being completely serious.

No, you weren't.

You're still trying to talk me into cutting that cake.

Well, what are you going to do, freeze it till Al comes back?

What if Al never comes back?

What if we never see him again?

What if T Bone never sees him again?

Well, then it would be a complete waste

not to eat the cake right here and now.

(knocking)

Hi.

- Hi. - Hi.

Can I talk to you?

Sure.

I think she was talking to me.

Yeah, I'm trying to get a relationship started,

not end one.

Which I think is your specialty, no offense.

I think I'm in love with the wrong guy.

And that would be...?

Chocolate cake?

Sure.

Private conversation!

ERIC: No one's listening.

Let's not take any chances.

Well, the important thing to remember

is that you really do have a choice, you know?

You don't have to marry every guy you go out with.

True, but if you can't at least

think about marrying them, then what's the point of dating them?

Yeah. I always thought I'd marry someone tall, dark and handsome.

(loudly): Maybe someone Italian--a chef.

(chuckles)

Well, I've got to get home.

But thank you for talking to me.

Good night, Reverend Camden.

ERIC: Good night, Jane.

Hey, call me or come over anytime, okay?

Okay.

Oh, Hi, Ruthie.

I was just leaving.

Or maybe you shouldn't leave.

Maybe you two could talk.

Should we? Talk?

I don't know, should we?

I know you've been seeing Martin.

But I was under the impression

that you were just seeing him as a friend.

Why would you get that impression?

He told me that you were just friends.

Well, he told me you two

weren't dating anymore-- that you were just friends.

Every night for the past week, after he's taken you home

and I've gotten off work,

he and I have gone out with each other.

I didn't know that.

That's why I'm telling you.

And what do you want me to do with this information?

I don't know.

Whatever you want.

Good night.

Ruthie, there's something else that I wanted to tell you.

What is that?

T Bone really is a nice guy.

He really does love you.

So... anyway, good night.

Your mom has finally relented

and given me permission to eat the chocolate cake.

You want some?

Dad, you know how you're always telling me

that I can choose my feelings?

Yeah.

Well, I'm going to try really hard

not to hate you for telling T Bone

he could break up with me.

Evidently, I've been making an idiot out of myself

thinking that Martin and I were more than friends

just because he kissed me a few times.

Yeah.

And it wasn't a kiss between friends.

Ruthie... it's not too late.

T Bone's still crazy about you.

It's too late.

He's leaving.

As soon as we're finished with school,

he's taking off with his dad.

I can't believe we just left our dinner guest

to have dinner by herself.

Oh, well, she left a note.

She and Martin decided to meet to talk.

Oh, now that's dangerous.

Because...?

Because I think this relationship

with the good doctor is a little too new

to withstand

a late-night meeting between Sandy and Martin.

She's over Martin.

She's never going to be over Martin.

She has a baby with Martin.

We'll see.

Yeah, we'll see.

Hi, T Bone.

Hi. Mac and Margaret said I could sleep on the couch.

Fine by me.

No Martin?

Oh, it's not the one left over from last night.

I picked it up after work.

Fresh from Pete's.

Thanks.

Mmm.

What was I thinking?

What was Mommy thinking?

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