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Barbra Jean, why do we have to take a communication workshop?

We communicate just fine.

Like, remember the other day when I came home and I asked you, "How was your day?"

And then you talked for 45 minutes. That's communication.

Please don't make me do this.

I don't know what you're tryin' to tell me, but I bet I will after our workshop.

You know, I don't know how we got sucked into this.

- I mean, we don't have any problems. - Ha!

- What's that mean? - Oh, you'll find out.

You don't have to have problems to learn how to communicate better.

Dr. Todd teaches you to resolve conflict.

If the cowboys would've had Dr. Todd,

I bet they would have gotten along better with the Indians,

and we would still refer to corn as maize.

[mouthing]

Is this about me not takin' those salsa dancing lessons?

Because I will. I'll even wear the tight pants.

Okay, I know what the problem is.

Okay, Cheyenne? Seriously, what's the problem?

Oh, that Dr. Todd guy called and said he can't make it.

[Van and Brock cheering]

[muttering]

Just kiddin'. [laughing]

Oh, man.

Oh, Reba. Thank you so much for lettin' us do this here.

Thank you very much for lettin' me videotape it and selling it online.

Oh!

Hey, Reba, what's in the box? Oh, wait. Don't tell me. Let me guess.

Okay, I'm gonna need a hint.

- It's Kyra's stuff. - Kyra's stuff.

Kyra's stuff.

I'm gonna need another hint.

I finally cleaned out her room.

I thought it was about time that I showed her

I'm acceptin' the fact that she's moved out.

I accepted her decision the second she got off the front porch.

- [doorbell rings] - There's Dr. Todd.

Everybody, act sane.

Hi. I'm looking for a Barbra Jean and Brick.

[chuckles] I'm Barbra Jean.

And Brickhead's over there.

It's Brock. Brock, with an "O."

Oh, I'm sorry. My last patients cried all over my papers.

- Hi. I'm Van. - Hi. Mmm-hmm.

I suppose my wife Cheyenne has told you all about our problems.

Uh, actually, no.

But I'm sure we'll be able to get to the bottom of whatever is bothering you.

Okay.

Wow. This is weird, but I...

I kinda feel safe.

[theme song playing]

[Reba] Ha, hey!

♪ My roots are planted in the past ♪

♪ Though my life is changing fast ♪

♪ Who I am is who I want to be ♪

♪ A single mom who works too hard ♪

♪ Who loves her kids and never stops ♪

♪ With gentle hands ♪

♪ And the heart of a fighter ♪

♪ I'm a survivor ♪

- Are you gettin' rid of Kyra's stuff? - Yeah, kind of.

Is it because she didn't clean her room?

Yes.

Oh. I... I gotta go do something.

- Hey, Mom. - Oh, hey, honey.

Thanks for comin' over. I thought it was about time that I gave you this.

But that's my stuff... from my room.

In a box in the kitchen. Your turn.

I... I can't believe you went though my stuff.

Why are you gettin' so mad?

If you don't know, then I'm not gonna tell you.

What if you tell me, but I promise to keep it to myself?

- Kyra! - How do we define conflict?

You think this is funny? You think my feelings are a joke?

How do I know what your feelings are? You never tell me what's goin' on.

I didn't plan this, I swear. [chuckles]

- Reba, you should join us. - I could help, you know.

If you can get her to talk to me, Brick'll pay you double.

You can't be serious. Therapy?

You can't be serious. Double?

I'm so fed up, I'll ask anybody for help.

But I can't watch you walk away without knowin' what happened. So park it.

Fine. But you can't make me talk.

That's right. Don't say anything, Kyra.

I don't feel safe anymore.

Okay, here we go. Kyra, have a breakthrough.

Uh, therapy isn't as simple as the kind you see on TV.

Although, if any of you are connected with the television industry,

I have got a great idea for a new show.

Look, I just wanna say up front, I don't wanna do this.

And I'm betting you're the first one to cry.

Okay. For our first exercise,

we are going to be sharing the things that bother us.

Oh, good idea. Kyra, start sharing.

Well, no. Not so eager, beaver.

I want you to...

I want you to pair off with someone other than who you're here with.

- Ooh, I call Reba! - Ow!

- Van! - Mr. H!

All right, we're good.

I'm not gettin' stuck with Kyra. I want Mom.

- Let go! - She's my mom!

- Ow! - I'll kill her before I let you take her.

All right, freeze. What did we just learn here?

That I picked the wrong seat.

[imperceptible]

No. That you're all playing it safe.

You know, sharing should be difficult, maybe even a little painful.

That's why I get to pick your partners, all right?

So, I want, yes, you with you.

- [whines] - And you with you.

- No, no, no, no! - Yes. And you with you.

- [screams] - Oh, no.

- Who made him the boss? - A university in Mexico.

Now, I know we all like to pretend that we don't have any problems,

but conflict resolution only works if we admit

there are some things that bother us.

So, even the slightest little resentment, bring it up.

- This is takin' too long. - Tell it to Brick.

- Here you go. - Well, thank you.

And here's for you.

Okay. I just feel kinda awkward saying bad things about your father to you.

Please, I live with Mom.

Okay. Well, for one thing, he has no sense of romance.

I thought it'd be cute if we got matching name tattoos.

You know, simple, classy...

tattoos on the butt.

- But he wouldn't do it. - He wouldn't?

- No! [scoffs] - [scoffs]

They just started talking. How can they be so mad?

Shh! I can't read Kyra's lips with you yakkin' at me.

I'm supposed to be sharing.

Okay, fine. Let's get this over with.

Tell me everything that bugs you about Barbra Jean.

Actually, this will make it faster. You do one, I'll do one.

Well, to be honest, I don't have a problem with Barbra Jean.

In fact, our life is one never-ending slice of bliss.

Brock, I know her.

You're right. She's driving me crazy. Check this out. The other night...

So, what's going on with you and Mrs. H?

- Drop it, Van. - But we're supposed to share, Kyra.

Okay, then you start. Tell me all you hate about Cheyenne.

- I don't think so. - Why not?

Because I don't remember everything I say, and you'll make something up.

Okay, fine. Doesn't matter anyway.

Cheyenne already told me all about your problems.

No, she didn't.

Yes, she did. She said you're easily manipulated.

[imperceptible]

Oh, yeah? Well, let me tell you something about Cheyenne.

I love him to death, but every time I tell him to do something,

he acts like he's not even listening.

- Who? - Van.

Oh, of course.

But if that's all your dad did, that wouldn't bother me.

- Hey, it's my turn. - Hmm.

Well, I wonder if Van's telling Kyra how it's always your turn.

Because it's not just making the bed. No.

It's having to arrange 14 stuffed animals in a specific order.

And Binky can't be next to Lulu because they have "a history."

Which Barbra Jean says is private.

And this is the really sick part. I wanna know what it is!

Oh, man!

I didn't realize how much stuff I was keeping inside.

It's great to be able to talk to you like this.

Yeah, we never could talk about Barbra Jean when we were married.

So, your turn, Reba. What's the deal with Kyra?

I don't know. I'd love to tell you what's wrong, but I don't know.

She won't tell me. She just gets mad and storms out.

Then I lie awake all night wonderin' if she's difficult or if I'm a bad parent.

- It's because she's difficult! - Okay.

[mutters]

So there it is. That's how I feel. Now you let me have it.

- What you're saying makes sense. - Well, it does to me, Kyra!

Wait a minute. You didn't do your whole "make fun of Van" thing.

You must be really upset.

So, you wanna talk about what's bugging you?

Mom cleaned out my room.

Not fair!

We have to clean our room 'cause apparently she's "not our maid!"

Yeah, well, it's just not my room anymore.

You wouldn't understand.

No, no, no. I think I do.

When I moved out two years ago,

my parents did the exact same thing, only opposite.

- Van-- - No, hear me out.

See, they kept my room the exact way I left it. And I liked that.

I mean, I would've been upset if they turned it into a sewing room or a pub.

'Cause that would mean that that part of my life was over.

You do understand.

Mom wouldn't turn my room into a pub.

No, I don't think she will.

But that would be really awesome!

Okay, people. It's time for a break.

You can all relax and stretch your legs for a bit.

Or you can come browse through the dining room/gift shop.

First customer gets a free Dr. Todd coffee mug!

[squeals]

- Hey, look. - Mmm-hmm.

I'm not sayin' this is a total waste of time, but I'm gettin' frustrated.

So either you tell me why my daughter's mad at me,

or I'm closing down your gift shop.

Well, it's going to happen. It's just not soup yet.

[chuckles] It's not a jelly doughnut either.

What's that got to do with it?

Well, it's like I said in my book, Relationship Soup.

We're still adding ingredients.

It has to simmer so all the flavors can combine

into a rich, delicious broth.

Oh. Well, while we're waiting,

why don't we make ourselves a sandwich with all this bologna?

All right, there you go.

And just in case, God forbid, it doesn't work out with the Brickster,

there is my home phone number.

[laughing] Okay.

Hey, you know what?

I wasn't too happy about doing this, but...

that whole sharing thing was actually pretty good.

- I got a lot off my chest. Yeah. - Well, good. Good.

Then you're really gonna love this next part.

Yeah? What next part?

Well, we are going to share with the group what we told each other.

It's called "tattling."

Tattling?

You are gonna be the first one to cry.

Okay, everybody. It is tattle time.

You know, people say to me, "Wouldn't it be simpler...

just to tell the person who's bothering you what's wrong?"

Well, I say, "Simple or stupid?"

- Yeah. - Stupid.

Yes, it is stupid.

Because people just get defensive...

when they hear the same old complaints from the same old person.

They just stop listening. But they will listen...

to a neutral third party,

a person who I like to call "The Tattler."

And The Tattler is a registered trademark of Dr. Todd, Inc.

Now we're talkin'. Okay, Van, you tattle first.

- What's stuck in Kyra's craw? - [clears throat]

Did you graduate from a university in Mexico?

[cackling]

Okay, let's start with her.

Be honest and truthful. You got ten seconds.

Well, Cheyenne is worried that Van is lazy.

But I'll tell ya who's lazy.

- Brock... is lazy! Yeah. - What--

Every morning he gets up, gets the paper, has a cup of coffee...

while I'm bustin' my behind with the baby.

- I work, Barbra Jean! - Yeah, I know you work.

You work on your short game and your puttin' and your dirty joke tellin'!

You must be exhausted!

Anyway, that's what's bothering Cheyenne.

Okay, let's stick with the exercise. Okay?

We're supposed to be telling what the other person complained about.

Okay. Well, I'm supposed to say what Reba's problem is with Kyra.

But can I just say this first?

You know, it's crazy that Binky and Lulu have a history.

And it's even worse that you won't tell me what it is!

Yeah, everything I do is crazy.

Like it's so crazy to wanna get matching tattoos.

No. No it's not crazy if I'm a biker named Spleen and you're my old lady.

- Oh! - Okay. Okay.

What if we did that and then something happened?

What do you mean? Like we'd get divorced?

I'm just saying that once you've been divorced,

it makes you aware that it's possible, okay?

Don't you think I know it's possible?

If you could leave someone as wonderful as Reba...

you could certainly leave me.

But, honey, I choose hope.

I believe that our love is a love that lasts forever.

And I am willing to put my butt on the line.

Yeah, Brock. You willin' to put your butt on the line?

I'm willing to buy you a platinum tennis bracelet.

- Done! - Ah!

Man, this guy is good! Fix us next!

- No, no, no, no, no! We're next! - No. You are still simmering.

Now, who wants to tattle on Van?

Kyra! I'm gonna get in so much trouble, but then he's gonna fix it.

Yeah, Kyra. Put Van in the hot seat.

Well, he said he loves his wife very much and she's perfect.

[gasps] Liar!

I would never say that! I said Cheyenne's always mad at me and I don't know why!

You do too know why! You always mess things up on purpose.

- Why would I do that? - So I don't ask you to do 'em anymore.

Oh, I wish I was that smart.

Okay. Well, if you are so innocent,

why do you always stop doing things?

You dressed Elizabeth once. Once!

- Because you changed her when I was done! - Yeah?

Well, you put her frog shirt on with the ducky pants.

And everyone knows they're mortal enemies!

When you correct me, you make me feel like I'm a bad father.

What?

Like when she goes out dressed like that,

you're really embarrassed of me.

Van, I am never embarrassed of you.

And you've given her tons of opportunities.

I'm sorry, Van.

From now on,

I'm gonna let you do everything,

and I'm not even gonna lift a finger.

- You are a great girl, Cheyenne. - Yeah.

How did I get so lucky? You!

All righty! That's two down, one to go.

Who wants to tattle on the kid?

Okay, everybody pipe down. Here's where Brick pays double.

Okay, Van, spill the mystery.

- Pass. - Pass?

Pass? What do you mean pass? There's no pass in soup!

I think if Kyra wants you to know, she'll tell you.

Maybe next workshop. Wow. Grown-ups have so much fun.

[Reba] Kyra, wait up.

Where do you think you're goin'?

You can't make soup if the noodles are gonna get ticked off and leave.

I've had enough Dr. Todd for one night.

Oh, no. We're gonna finish this.

You wanna know what I said to your dad

after he stopped whinin' about Barbra Jean's stuffed toys?

You don't have to tell me, Mom. I already know what you said.

Oh, prove it! Come on, hot shot. Prove it to me that you can read minds.

Okay, fine. You said you hate me.

What? Oh, honey.

How could you possibly think that?

- The box. - The box?

No, no, no. The box means I love you,

that I finally accepted your decision to move out.

No, it doesn't. It says you hate me and I can never come back.

You know what our problem is?

The box is a two-faced liar.

So you don't hate me for moving out?

No, sweetie. Of course not.

Now I'm gonna say this loud and clear.

You will always have a place here.

Okay? Okay.

Now it's soup.

Hey, Reba. Barbra Jean told me the whole Binky-Lulu story.

It's just so sad! [crying]

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