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? What would you do if I sang out of tune? ?

? Would you stand up and walk out on me? ?

? Lend me your ears, and I'll sing you a song ?

? I will try not to sing out of key, yeah ?

? Oh, baby, I get by ? ? By with a little help from my friends ?

? All I need is my buddies ?

? High with a little help from my friends ?

? I'm sayin' I'm gonna get higher ? -? Try with a little help from my friends ?

? Whoa-oa-oa-oa ?

? Oh, oh, oh, oh ?

? Somebody who knows quite sure ?

? Baby ?

? By with a little help from my friends ?

? Said I'm gonna make it with my friends ?

? Try with a little help from my friends ?

? Oh, I'm gonna keep on trying ?

? High with a little help from my friends ?

? I'm gonna keep on trying now, baby ?

? Ooh, ooh, ooh ?

? A rose must remain... ?

Once upon a time,

America's sons came home from a just and noble war...

Home to their families and an ideal called...

Suburbia.

? To each his own ?

It was a place where peace of mind

came by the square foot,

where the space

between every linoleum floor and shingled roof

was to be filled with children and dreams...

And where, into every inch of concrete,

hardworking men poured their values.

There. This ought to take care of it.

My father was one of those men.

His values were simple...

as solid as the walls of the house he took care of.

And he trusted the preservation of those four walls

to nothing less than his own two hands.

Dad? Could I stop stirring now?

With maybe a little help from my own two hands.

Not just yet.

- Think it'll hold? - Sure.

A little cement, a coat of paint...

Good as new.

Of course, his family trusted his capable hands, as well.

Jack? Are you sure we shouldn't call a repairman?

We don't need a repairman, Norma.

Just a little crack.

Oh, I know, honey,

but, I mean, isn't that pretty serious?

I know what I'm doing.

All in all, the old man had built

a pretty solid foundation for us...

whether we liked it or not.

Honey? Is there something I can help you with?

Huh?

Oh, no, no. I just wanted to borrow these.

Do you mind?

Well, I suppose not.

Thanks, Mom.

Except... Why do you need plates?

For my new place.

New place?

I thought you were living in the dorm this summer.

I was.

I mean, I was going to, but then I found this house off-campus,

so I'm gonna be living there instead.

You? In a house.

That's what I said.

Bear in mind,

this from a girl who once swore all she needed in life

was a knapsack and a bowl of brown rice.

What do you need a house for?

Well, I mean, it's roomier, and it's closer to work.

It's what I'm gonna do.

What are you gonna do?

Jack?

Karen's thinking of moving into a house.

She's not moving into any house.

Why not, daddy?

Now, obviously,

my father had his carefully considered reasons.

Because you're not moving into any house!

[ Scoffs ] Look, daddy, I've already made plans,

and the dorms are really crowded, and...

But it was clear nothing was gonna budge the big guy

on this one, until...

It was gonna be a lot cheaper than the dorm.

[ Cash register dings ]

Cheaper?

Karen evoked my father's fourth commandment...

"thou shalt save money on rent."

Sounds good to me.

And with that, the issue was settled.

For Dad, anyway.

For the rest of us,

there were still some questions.

How can a whole house be cheaper than living in the dorm?

Simple... I got a roommate.

And that explained it...

Kind of.

So, have we met this roommate yet, honey?

For my mother,

the issue didn't seem to be quite so open-and-shut.

No, Mom. I don't think so.

But you two get along together well?

Oh, yeah. We're fine.

And this house, what's it like?

In fact, for some reason,

Mom had a hold of this house thing like a dog with a bone.

I don't know. It's, um, just a big, old house.

Roomy, lots of windows. It's a nice place.

Well, maybe we should... Drive up and see it.

All of us?

Come on, Mom. We don't need to go up there.

Yeah, Mom. Besides, the house still needs a lot of work.

And that's why we're getting such a good deal.

Maybe you should wait a few weeks.

Well, if you think so.

And once again, the issue was settled.

[ Silverware clatters ]

Needs a little fix-up, huh?

Oh, no.

Daddy, it's being handled.

Yeah...

But someone's got to make sure it's done right.

Maybe we should drive up and take a look, huh?

Right, Kev?

Me?!

Why can't he help?

Looks like you're daddy's little helper.

Sucker.

So, how about next Saturday?

[ Chuckles ]

Sure.

Next Saturday's okay.

And at long last, the issue was put to rest for good.

Okay. So. We'd chew up a perfectly good Saturday.

The way I saw it, we'd pound in a few nails,

hang a few pictures, and be out of there before noon.

After all, how much work could there be

in a house the size of...

[ Indian music plays ]

The Taj Mahal?

Hi!

You're early!

[ Door creaking ]

I-I told you it still needs some work,

but the landlord's giving us a real deal

if we do some of the repairs.

You just got to have a little vision.

Uh-huh. We had vision, all right.

While Mom was envisioning walls

festering with cockroaches and rats...

It's... Nice, honey!

I was envisioning sweat, splinters, and hard labor.

Whereas Dad saw something we didn't...

Lot of work in this place.

Pure opportunity.

Okay, Kev. Where do we want to start?

Uh, actually, daddy, lunch is almost ready.

Well, in that case, where's the John?

Well, at least the condemned man was gonna get a final meal.

You guys like Jicama?

If you could call it that.

Let's try it and see.

Where did you learn how to cook like this, honey?

Oh, I don't know.

Just something I picked up along the way, I guess.

Still, you had to hand it to Karen.

In her own kitchen, she actually seemed... At home.

So maybe there was more to her new life

then we'd been giving her credit for.

Hi. Sorry I took so long.

Hi!

Hi.

Hello.

I, uh, brought the groceries.

Uh, good, good.

You can just put them down here, okay?

Right. Gotcha.

Hi.

Hmm. Friendly delivery-people in these parts.

Well, thanks.

Oh, no problem.

Now, something wasn't quite right here.

I just couldn't put my finger on it.

Karen?

Huh?

Maybe Mom couldn't, either.

Aren't you going to tip him?

[ Chuckles ]

Nah. This one's on the house.

Well... Bye.

Bye.

So, maybe it was nothing.

Or maybe not.

Okay, everybody.

[ Sniffs ]

What's that smell?

Stir-fried vegetables, saut�ed bean-curd,

and Jicama salad on the side.

Well, it looks wonderful, honey.

Right, Kev?

Uh...

Yeah! Wonderful!

Hey, what could be better?

A hearty meal with the family, a new hearth and home,

back-breaking projects ahead.

Lots of work to do.

So it's a good thing we came up, right?

No kidding. Place needs a man's help.

Hi.

Hi.

Can I come in?

Sure.

- Hi. - Hi.

What, did the guy change his mind about the tip?

I...

Uh...

Seemed pretty clear an explanation was in order.

And who are you?

I live here.

Uh, everybody... This is Michael.

And, with those polite formalities

out of the way, we sat down to break bread.

What do you mean, you live here?

What does he mean, he lives here?

You didn't tell them yet.

Well, I-I didn't quite get around to it yet.

Tell us what?!

Mom, Dad, you know, I-I told you that...

that I was gonna be sharing a house with somebody.

Nice to meet you.

Somehow I guess I'd envisioned Karen's roommate

a little less... Male.

You know, um, Michael's a carpenter.

And he's... Gonna be renovating the house.

Yeah.

Y-you can probably tell it needs some pretty serious work.

[ Chuckles ]

Like I said,

the landlord's giving us a huge break on the rent.

But I had a hunch rent was no longer foremost on Dad's mind.

You know, daddy, maybe... Michael could help you out.

Or you could help him out.

Yeah! Yeah, I got a lot of work to do upstairs.

And we were thinking about

renting out three of the bedrooms.

This place has five bedrooms?

Uh, actually, it only has four.

Let's see here.

A little quick math... four minus three equals...

Where do you sleep?

Believe it or not, at the time,

it was an innocent question.

[ Train horn blows ]

[ Silverware clatters ]

We braced ourselves for the inevitable.

My father was gonna make mincemeat of this guy,

tear him limb from limb.

I'm gonna take a walk.

Or he was gonna take a walk.

Jack...

I knew this was a bad idea.

Michael!

Excuse me.

I don't want to talk about this.

Well, it's not that easy, Karen.

We're going to talk about it.

Yeah. Like daddy really wants to...

This isn't going well, is it?

Karen, he loves you.

Well, he's got a funny way of showing it!

- Well, what did you expect?! - I don't think so.

Um, maybe we should go outside.

Uh... Sure.

[ Indistinct conversation ]

[ Dog barking in distance ]

What's wrong with that?!

Well, for one thing, you are not married.

Seemed like a good idea to get out of there.

Yeah.

I suppose I felt a little funny,

fraternizing with the enemy.

You ever been on a motorcycle before?

Sure.

Well, then, come on.

I know a place that makes a great bean-curd sandwich.

[ Chuckles ]

It was a joke. Come on.

Ha, did this joker really think

he could win me over that easily?

Okay, so I took the ride.

Didn't mean I had to have fun.

How's your burger?

It's good.

Yeah, Karen's great,

but I've had just about all the sprouts I can handle.

[ Laughs ]

What?

Man, your sister's a pistol.

Probably takes after your old man, huh?

He's pretty steamed, isn't he?

You could say that.

Think he'll get over it?

I don't know.

Man, I hope so.

I mean, I was hoping this would go a little better.

[ Chuckles ]

Family's a pretty important thing.

Yeah, well, then why are you guys doing this?

Well, I'll tell you why I'm doing it.

Uh...'Cause I love her.

The funny thing is,

listening to the way he talked about my sister,

I couldn't help but... Like the guy.

And it seemed Dad might like him, too.

If he'd just give him a chance.

But I guess when it comes to family,

things are never that easy.

Mr. Arnold isn't back yet?

You want some help, Mom?

Oh, I don't think so, honey. Thanks.

I missed you.

I missed you, too.

How's your Dad?

That afternoon I realized something...

I knew he'd act this way.

It's okay, Karen.

About my sister...

- We'll get through it. - ...About being young...

About being in love...

About things that should be simple, and somehow never are.

Look, Mr. Arnold, I know we...

I, uh...

Took a walk, did some thinking.

I asked myself if, uh...

Maybe I'm the one who's wrong here.

But I just keep coming back to the same answer.

I can't allow this, Karen.

What do you want me to say to that, daddy?

You want me to move back into the dorm?

As a matter of fact, I do.

No.

Your mother and I didn't raise you to live this way!

What?

You mean you didn't raise me to fall in love?

You mean you didn't raise me

to want to share my life with a loving man?

You know damn well what I mean!

Daddy!

These aren't the dark ages.

Times have changed. Things have changed.

I haven't changed!

You never listen, daddy.

I'm not listening to this.

You're moving out of here.

Look, maybe, uh, you're being a little hard on her.

This is between my daughter and me.

Maybe, sir, but it's also between your daughter and me.

We're going.

Kevin, get my toolbox.

Daddy...

I'm not staying here.

You were the ones who wanted to come see how I'm living!

Well, this is how I'm living!

I don't have to take that!

Fine, daddy. Don't take it, but this is how it is!

I raised you with values.

I raised you to have better values than this!

I don't need your values!

[ Engine turns over ]

? Come gather 'round, people ?

? Wherever you roam ?

[ Thunder crashes ] ? and admit that the waters ?

? Around you have grown ?

? And accept it that soon you'll be drenched to the bone ?

? If your time to you is worth savin' ?

? Then you better start swimmin' or you'll sink like a stone ?

[ Thunder crashes ]

Welcome back.

? For the times, they are a-changin' ?

Hey, Dad, you better check the basement.

What?

? Come writers and critics who prophesize with your pens ?

The floor's a little wet.

[ Sighs ]

? And keep your eyes wide, the chance won't come again ?

? And don't speak too soon, for the wheel's still in spin ?

? And there's no tellin' who that it's namin' ?

In 1971, generations were clashing.

Maybe then, more than ever,

values and ideals were at war.

And somehow, we couldn't help but get swept up in it,

I guess.

? Come, senators, congressmen, please heed the call ?

? Don't stand in the doorway, don't block up the hall ?

? For he that gets hurt will be he who has stalled ?

[ Water dripping ] ? the battle outside ragin' ?

? Will soon shake your windows and rattle your walls ?

Guess I didn't fix it very well.

? For the times, they are a-changin' ?

You did your best, honey. I know that.

Yeah.

? Come, mothers and fathers throughout the land ?

? And don't criticize what you can't understand ?

? Your sons and your daughters are beyond your command ?

? Your old road is rapidly agin' ?

? Please get out of the new one if you can't lend your hand ?

? For the times, they are a-changin' ?

[ Harmonica plays ]

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