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A lot of kids cry
when their moms

drop them off on their first day

of pre-kindergarten.

Don't do that.

Once inside the classroom,
you'll probably do some

counting... beads, Cheerios,

or something. Don't eat
them, whatever they are.

Then you'll probably

color, glue, maybe cut.

Don't get regular scissors.

They'll only tear if you're
a lefty, which you are.

Right.

Your other right.

Don't worry. After that,

you're pretty much
in the home stretch.

Then you'll take a nap,

you'll have a snack.

Stay away if it's
coconut, and then Mom

will come to pick you up.

Oh, yeah, and never ever

pick anything.

It'll come back to haunt you.

No crying, no
coconut, no picking.

Got it.

Good. I'm glad we
had this little talk.

Welcome to the Big Leagues.

What if I'm no good at school?

You're in the beginning.

Nobody's good in the beginning.

I hate to interrupt
this seminar,

but one of us has a
very big day tomorrow.

No kidding.

My day is completely booked...

School, lunch,
recess, more school,

Happy, and then homework.

Where does the time go?

I have no idea, Simon.

But by this time tomorrow,

I'm gonna be tucking
in a pre-kindergartner.

You're going to
have a great time.

Ha!

Where does the time go?

Um, just so I know,
you told him no, right?

Of course I said no.

I wouldn't go out
with Michael Towner

if there was a
cash prize involved.

But it wouldn't be any
of your business if I did.

Believe that if it
helps you sleep.

Thank you very much for dinner.

Oh, you're very welcome.

And thank you for letting
me borrow this shirt.

I can't believe I
spilled my milk.

I am such a geek.

Don't worry about it.

Simon spills something
at every meal.

Well, I'll see you tomorrow.

Okay.

We'll just wait
till you get inside.

Um, that's okay.

I'm gonna go through the back

so I don't set off the alarm.

Okay.

Dad, stop, pull over.

What? What is it?

Suzanne forgot her
science notebook,

and she has homework.

Okay,

we'll drop it off.

But that's it, okay?

No catching up on the events

of each other's
lives during the past,

uh, four minutes.

I'd like to get home

before Ruthie has to leave
for school in the morning.

Okay.

Wait a minute.

Isn't that her?

Oh.

Hey, Suzanne!

We were on our way
back to your house.

You forgot your science folder.

Oh, I know. I was just
trying to catch up with you.

Thanks. I have homework.

LUCY and SUE: Pages 119 to 127.

Hop in. We'll drive you home.

Um, that's okay.

It's just down
the street a little.

Yeah, but I don't like
you walking around

by yourself at night.

♪ 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. ♪

Here you go.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Dad...

did Suzanne seem
a little weird last night

when we dropped her off?

Well, you know,
something was a little off,

but I'm not sure what.

Could you find out?

Uh, how?

I don't know.

Just get in there
and root around.

Do what you usually do.

Well, I can't just butt
into somebody's life

because we have a feeling
something might be up.

Why? You do it all the time.

Well, not exactly.

I... I help people
who ask for my help.

Oh, so my asking's
not enough? Great!

That's not what I said.
That's not what I said.

It's just what she heard.

Thanks. She'll be a
real joy to ride with.

What's the matter, honey?

Not too hungry today, huh?

Opening day jitters, Mom.

Listen, eat something
light... A little toast, maybe.

Throwing up at school
is just as bad as crying.

Simon.

What? I'm just giving Ruthie
the benefit of my experience.

I mean, come on, let's face it:

it has been a while since
you and Mom were in school.

Honey, it's gonna be okay.

We know the teacher,
and she's really, really nice.

And you're going to
make a lot of friends.

I'm fine. I just don't
like this cereal.

Good.

Oh, nice you could join us.

It won't happen again, Mr. Maki.

I wouldn't bet my outer
shell electrons on that.

Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Where have you been?

I was worried about you.

My mom's car wouldn't start.

And this was the
only thing I had clean

and not at the dry cleaners.

Do you mind?

Of course not. It
looks good on you.

Uh, we're-we're
mixing clear stuff

and clear stuff and
getting yellow sludge.

Ooh, the miracle of science.

The real miracle
would be figuring out

what Mr. Maki's hair is made of.

You know,

when I called you last
night, your mom said

you weren't back
from my house yet.

Maybe she didn't
hear me come in.

I guess.

You know, it's a big house,
and my mom's kind of a flake.

You do the math.

So, you ready?

How's my breath?

It's good. It
smells like cheese.

Oh, good.

Okay...

So, want me to
take her in for you?

Uh, Simon, thanks for the offer,
but we took you your first day,

so we're gonna do
the same for Ruthie.

You took him?

Yeah. We took all you kids.

He told me he took
a cab and paid for it

with his own money. ERIC: Uh,

well, cabs are cheap
on planet Simon.

Let go.

I want to go home.

Oh, sweetie, come on.

It'll be fine.

Come on. I want my mommy.

Mommy! I want...

Okay, uh, Simon,
you better get going.

You don't want to be late.

I don't want to go to school!

Hi, Reverend,

Oh. Annie.

Hi.

Is this the last of
the Camden clan?

Yeah. Yeah. You know.

I'm Mrs. Miller, your teacher.

I'm Ruthie Camden.

Nice to meet you, Ruthie.

Isn't she nice? Yeah.

And Mommy will be back.

Mommy will be back.

And look, I have Daddy's beeper.

Oh, yup. Here.

If you need me,

Mrs. Miller will beep me,

and I'll be here in
two minutes, okay...?

I love you, I love
you, I love you.

I love you.

Me, too, me, too, me,
too, me, too, me, too.

Look, modeling clay!

Oh!

We will see you later.

See you later? Yeah.

I'm okay. Are you okay?

My little baby's a
pre-kindergartner.

No crying.

I know.

Hey.

Michael Towner thinks
he's such a player,

and he's such a total jerk.

Yeah. Just be glad
he didn't ask you out.

Well, I don't think he took
your turn-down real well.

What makes you say that?

My boyfriend told
me there's something

on the guys' bathroom
wall that makes it sound like

you did more than
go out with him.

A lot more.

What does it say?

He didn't give me the details.

Get Matt to check it out.

Yeah. Okay.

See you later.

Yeah.

Hello?

Hello?

"You'll always score
with Mary Camden

because she loves
to go one-on-one."

So, what about you?

How much jammin' did you take?

I completely blew my ears out

at that rave party last weekend.

I've just been nodding
at my mom all week.

Who knows what I've agreed to.

Yeah, the guy
who threw that party

can't have any stereo
left, or stomach lining,

after the stuff they
were pounding.

And the hangover
those guys must've had,

man, it'd have been easier
just to have my dad kill me.

Yeah, no kidding.

And mine would have.

Oh, here it is.

"You'll always score
with Mary Camden

because she loves
to go one-on-one."

I'm going to kill this guy.

This can't be right.

I hope no one made us

while we were out in the open.

Just act natural.

Blend.

Apartment "C." Sanders.

That's her name,
but she can't live here.

Then why is her
name on the mailbox?

Maybe she takes her allowance

and uses it to pay for her own
place because her mom is so mean

that she can't take living
in the same house with her.

Or maybe she just lives here
and doesn't want anyone to know.

Hey, you guys look lost.

No, no.

Um, we're just
looking for someone.

Yeah, we just got
the wrong building.

Oh.

Do you need
directions or anything?

No, we're fine.

Thank you anyway.

Okay.

If that was her mom,

she didn't seem
too mean, did she?

No, but maybe she was battling

to keep her dark side
at bay the whole time.

We never should have come here.

You know, I've seen
a detention slip before,

but I'm pleasantly surprised

to see your name
on it and not mine.

Have fun. Don't sit in the back.

This is my third tardy

this month, and Mom
and Dad are gonna kill me.

So I was thinking
maybe you would sign it.

No, no, no. See, I'm the
"relieved it's not me" brother

not "parent or guardian."

No, actually, you're the "I
went to a rave last weekend

"with some guys who
were drinking when I said

I was at the movies" brother.

You know, I don't know
where you get your information,

but you need another source.

Save it... I heard you talking
about it in the bathroom.

Who loves Jennifer?

Brad. "True love forever."

You were in the
guys' bathroom? Yeah,

there was something
written about me on the wall,

and I wanted to
check it out for myself.

You know, it doesn't
matter anyway

'cause I didn't do
anything at the party.

Oh, yeah, that's the part Mom
and Dad are gonna focus on.

Fine.

And don't worry about Michael.

I'm going to take care of him.

No, you won't.

I can take care of
my own problems.

Really? You just
blackmailed your own brother

to take care of one of them.

Yep, and admit it:
you're a little bit proud.

You know, somehow, some way

this is going to blow up

in our faces and
lead to groundings,

ugly recriminations and tears.

Only if you plan on crying.

Hmm.

What's that?

An advisory from
Ruthie's school.

"Be advised, it is against the
law as well as school policy

"to bring or have a weapon
on school property at any time.

"This includes
regular school hours,

"all after school activities,

"school bus transportation.

"Possession of a
weapon is forbidden

"on an individual's person,

in a locker, gym bag,
backpack, or on the bus."

That's Ruthie's?

"Prohibited weapons
include, but are not limited to,

"knives, firearms,
switchblades, razors,

blackjacks, chains
or whips of any kind."

There's a place for our
signatures and... Ruthie's.

You've gotta be kidding.

We didn't go through
this with any of the others.

Well, it has been five years

since the last of our
"others" started school.

I don't know.

They want Ruthie to sign this?

She doesn't even stay in
the lines when she's coloring.

Well...

Man, I hate this.

Me, too.

Unbelievable.

Something we can do for you?

I hope so.

Well, shoot.

No offense, Dad, but alone?

I've got stuff to do anyway.

Come on.

What? Oh, I have to sit down?

This must be serious.

I thought you might
want the lumbar support,

but yes, it is serious.

Oh, okay.

Well, I'm comfortable.

Let's have it.

Well, um, I...

I know you're a good
mom and everything, but...

But...?

You absolutely, positively

cannot under any
circumstances ever kiss me

on or around any school
property ever again.

Oh, well, um, I-I'll do my best.

Under any other circumstances
that would be acceptable,

but in this case, I need more.

You have to promise.

Even if my cheek is on fire,

you cannot use
your lips to put it out.

You have to let me go.

I know it's tough, but that's
just the way it's gotta be.

I understand.

You have my word.

Good.

You almost ruined my life today.

Oh...

Oh, I'm sorry.

What do you mean "almost"?

Well, um, I kinda told the kids

that you were having
a nervous breakdown

about Ruthie going to school.

Lucky for me

that you started crying
when she went in.

They totally bought it.

Nice touch. Thanks.

Oh, yeah, well,
anything to help.

Yeah, well, I was
a desperate man.

I have to face
those kids every day.

It's a jungle out
there, you know.

Yeah, so I'm learning.

What are we doing?

Nothing.

So, Mom,

are you taking me and Ruthie
to school tomorrow or is Dad?

Uh, your Dad.

I'm not going tomorrow.

What do you mean
you're not going?

I went today. I'm done
with pre-kindergarten.

No, you're not.

Yes, I am.

I paid good attention.

You have to go every day.

What's he babbling about?

Your school's every day,
just like the other kids.

Every day?

Uh-huh.

For the rest of my life?

Duh.

Why didn't you teach me this?

'Cause I thought
you already knew.

How could I know unless
somebody teaches me?

I didn't know she was
such a powder keg.

Honey, I thought you
like going to school.

I like peanut butter, but
I don't want it every day.

If I'd known pre-kindergarten
was every day,

I would never have
signed up for it.

This is all your fault.

Ruthie Camden,

where did you learn to
do something like that?

School. And I'm
never going back.

Ever.

Um, that should
be an "R," not a "T."

Do you need me

or can you wait till I'm
done before you grade this?

Actually, Suzanne needs you.

Which means I sort of need you,

you know, through her
because we're best friends.

Yes, yes, I've heard.

Continue.

Well, remember how we
thought something was weird

when we dropped
her off last night?

Yeah.

Well, we were right.

She doesn't live where
she said she does.

She lives in an apartment
downtown, off of Genesee Avenue.

And how do you know this?

Because Jimmy and
I followed her home.

You did what?

Something wasn't right,
and I had to find out what.

So, I told Matt that Jimmy's
mom was driving us home

and we tailed her.

It seemed like a
good idea at the time.

What time was that exactly?

That's a high crime area.

You had no business being
anywhere near that part of town,

especially not by yourself.

What was I supposed to do?

I asked you to
help, and you didn't.

Besides I wasn't by
myself, I was with Jimmy,

and he's an expert at
acupressure point defense.

He could take any guy down
by just poking him... there.

Um... here?

I'm not the expert, he is.

I should ground you, but
you're already grounded.

Just don't go to that
part of town ever again.

Okay.

But Suzanne has to.

She lives there every day.

Get me her address.

I'll see what I can do.

Thanks, Dad.

I'm not promising anything.

You know, that may be the
only place they can afford.

You'll figure out something.

You always do.

I'm so glad it seems that way.

Hi, Ms. Sanders? Eric Camden.

Oh, of course, Lucy's dad.

Yeah. The minister.

Suzanne's told me all about you.

Come on in. Oh, all
right. Well, thanks.

I hope I'm not disturbing you.

Well, I've got to leave
for work in a few minutes,

but I've got time for a refill

if, uh, you want
a cup of coffee.

Well, that'd be great. Thanks.

I'm returning Suzanne's blouse.

She, uh, she spilled
something on it,

uh, the other night at dinner,

and my wife
cleaned it up for her.

Oh, that's very nice of her,

and very nice of
you to drop it off.

Well, I'm-I'm glad

I got the right address.

Uh, Suzanne had us drop her off

at a different one
the other night.

Oh. Suzanne's dad Bill and I
divorced a couple of years ago,

and our standard of living isn't
quite the same as it used to be.

You guys okay?

Oh, yeah.

Between... my jobs

at the motel and waiting tables,

we're hanging in.

Please, sit down.

Of course, I can't lie.

Things would be a
lot easier, but my ex

doesn't believe
in child support.

Well, the courts do.

Yes, but the courts aren't

on the same timetable as
my landlord and creditors...

which is okay... I don't
mind a little hard work.

The worst part is Suzanne
thinks her dad doesn't love her

because he doesn't
help take care of her.

I try to explain it has
nothing to do with her...

He's just mad at me...

But sometimes
actions or lack thereof

speak louder than
words, you know?

Yes, I do.

Listen, there's a couple lawyers

in my congregation who
handle this kind of thing.

Would it be okay with you if I
asked them to look into this?

Oh, you could, but
I've talked to him,

and I've had
lawyers talk to him.

It doesn't do any good.

Well, maybe I should
take a crack at him.

Oh, oh, I would love to hear
what he'd say to a reverend

about not taking
care of his daughter.

Let's find out.

That's his used car place

down-down by
the freeway, isn't it?

Yeah. Well...

Oh, honey, Lucy's
dad dropped by Hey.

To deliver your blouse.

I'm so sorry. I thought
she'd still be in school.

You want me to go after her?
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, I-I'll go.

You'll just, uh, let me
know what he says?

I have a feeling I'm going
to need a good laugh today.

Okay.

What was that look for?
She's giving me a dirty look.

This is getting really old.

I hate that guy.

Him and his sad, sad friends.

Why don't you let
Matt take care of him?

'Cause I don't want to
make a big deal out of it.

I was just hoping the
whole thing would go away.

Mary Camden is such a tease.

So much for hope.

What did you say?

Me? I didn't say anything.

What is your problem?

I don't have a problem.
I mean, what's yours?

You didn't get enough
of me last time?

You're pathetic.

Oh... I told you she
was hot-blooded.

Let's get out of here.

Hey, you okay?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

Just stay out of this, okay?

I will for now.

We colored with glitter,

then we sang, then
we played house.

I was the mother, so I rewired
the house on a clapper system.

We had a great day.

I'm jealous just
hearing about it.

Would you, uh,
please take this upstairs

and put it on my bed?

Okay.

"Great" day?

Last night, she swore
she'd never go back.

She met someone.

Really?

A boy someone.

Oh.

Dad, do you have a minute?

Uh, well, actually, uh,
I have an appointment,

but, uh, for you,
I'm always happy

to find a minute or two.

Thanks a lot, Reverend.

For what?

For humiliating my best
friend by being at her house

when she came
home... I was waiting

for Matt to pick me up when
Suzanne's mom drove by

and asked me if
I'd seen Suzanne.

She explained everything.

Suzanne will probably
never speak to me again,

and that is if her
mom even finds her.

I'm sorry. I-I know how
important a best friend is,

but y-you asked me to check
into the situation, and I did.

I-I meant to be gone before
Suzanne got back, but...

By the way, you might want
to change your tone of voice

before I'm as mad at
you as you are at me.

It's just that I didn't want
you to take care of it this way.

What way?

The way that ends up

with my best friend
not talking to me.

So, are you heading out?

Yeah, I got to go
see a deadbeat dad.

Oh, well, I think I have your
cape in here somewhere,

but you're on your own
for the phone booth.

My superpowers may
have been overrated.

Oh, not even a little.

See you later.

I did great on my
math test today.

I guess overconfidence
is the real enemy now.

Do you think I'm overconfident?

Tell me how your day
was. Don't skip a minute.

Come on, Ruthie, at
least tell me if it was okay.

My day was fine.

I have a new best
friend named Skyler,

and he's a superhero.

Yeah, right. The Tick.

Talk to the hand.

What?

Talk to the hand,

'cause the ears
aren't listening.

And who taught you that?

Skyler.

Hey, what do you know
about this Skyler guy?

Well, I know that he's
coming over to play tomorrow.

Well, I don't want to worry you,

but I don't think he's a
good influence on Ruthie.

Oh, well, uh...

I'll keep a close eye on him.

That's it? You're just
going to let this guy

and his undermining,
upstart ways

just waltz right into
the house, just like that?

Yes.

You're going to take a chance

on this character? Fine.

I like your gambling spirit.

What kind of a name
is Skyler anyway?

Oh, I don't know.

A superhero name?

I said I'd take
care of it, and I will.

You know, I don't think how and
when are unreasonable questions.

I'll tell you how and when.

In my own way, in my own time.

You know, this whole
thing is driving me crazy.

Why? It's not your problem.

'Cause you're my sister,
and I won't stand for someone

talking trash about my sister.

You won't "stand for it"?

No. You know, one guy's

warped ego's enough for me

to deal with this week.

I don't need yours, too.

Well, I'm sorry this whole thing

bothers me more
than it bothers you.

Yeah, me too.

Al, you have a call on line one.

Al, call, line one.

Excuse me. Hi.
I-I'm Eric Camden.

I'm the minister
down at Glenoak.

I-I'm looking for Bill Sanders.

Well, you just found him.

How are you? Oh, hey.

Nice to me you.

So, what's the
church's special need

this month: a new organ,

furnace or, uh, water heater?

Oh, all of those, actually,
b-but that's not why I'm here.

Um... your ex-wife asked
me to give you a call.

Things are a little tough,
and they could use some help.

Well, if you know that much,

you know there's no
love lost between us.

So you're punishing Suzanne

'cause you're mad
at your ex-wife?

Wait a second, you just
leave my daughter out of this.

If I could, I wouldn't be here.

She took her mother's side.

She had to live with
the consequences.

Well, l-let me bring you up to
date on those consequences.

Uh, y-your daughter's
living in a rundown apartment

in an unsafe neighborhood,
going without things she needs,

because... they can't make
ends meet on her mom's two jobs.

If my daughter needed
me, she could've called me.

Well, maybe she can't call.

Maybe... maybe she
thinks you don't love her.

If she thinks that,
it's my ex-wife's fault.

Look, if Suzanne called you,

would you catch up
with the child support?

I'd buy her a pair of
shoes or something.

You ever wonder why
Suzanne doesn't call?

No.

Well, maybe you should.

Thanks for your time.

Any word from Suzanne?

She's probably never
going to speak to me again.

What do you say
we shoot a little pool,

you know, I mean, if
you feel like talking?

Really?

Just you and me?

Yeah.

I'll get my coat.

May I be excused?

Yes.

Why aren't you and
your sister talking?

What's going on?

Nothing.

I won't worry if
you tell me not to.

Don't worry.

May I?

Thanks.

I wasn't talking
to Simon, either,

but now I am, even
though I don't need to,

because I have a new best
friend who's a superhero.

Oh?

You may not need me,

but you'll miss me.

Ha, ha.

Oh, let's see, let's see...

Get us a couple of
sodas, would you, Luce?

Now.

You following me?

No, I'm just shooting
pool with my daughter.

So you didn't just

show up here to show me

what a real father/daughter
relationship ought to be?

Only you can decide

what a father/daughter
relationship should be.

This...

is just a coincidence.

A pool playing minister?

I hadn't heard that one before.

Well, maybe you need
to get out more, Bill.

I'm Suzanne's dad.

I suppose you're
in on this, too.

You don't want to
mess with my kid.

You say you're a
pool player, huh?

Prove it.

I'm sorry. I don't... I
don't play for money.

Maybe you should start.

Yeah, Dad.

Maybe you should start.

20 bucks...

Two weeks' allowance.

Okay, Luce, rack 'em up.

Hi.

Hi.

What, did you knock over a
liquor store on the way home?

Oh, well, it's just, uh...

just a little overdue
child support.

Hey.

I knew you'd end
up here eventually.

Knowing what kind of guy
you are, I had a pretty good idea

what you were going
to do with that money.

You don't know
what kind of guy I am.

Anyone who spends
five minutes with you

knows what kind of guy you are.

Even if you're killing him at
the pool table at the time...

game after game after game.

Would you like to...?

Yeah, I would... very much.

It's a good reason as
any to see my daughter.

Yeah, maybe the best.
Course, you're going

to have to see
your ex-wife, too.

Oh, I can handle that.

What I can't handle is this.

I can't come up with
one lump payment,

but I can find the money
to get them out of here.

Look, I'm sorry if I
overstepped my bounds before.

Suzanne is my
daughter's best friend.

You know how
important a best friend is.

I know how important
any friend can be.

Thank you.

Good luck.

Hey, Suze.

Somebody here to see you.

It won't take me so long
to get here next time.

I love you, kiddo.

Just ignore him.

The guy's a creep.

Don't let him get to you.

Yeah, he's not
worth your energy.

He hassles tons of girls.

You're no different
than they are.

Oh, yes, I am.

I'm the one who's
not going to take it.

You know, it says "Men's
Room" for a reason.

Listen, Michael, this whole
thing has gone far enough.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Give me a break.

Oh, so I guess you're here

to fight your little
sister's battles for her.

Look, she doesn't need
me to fight her battles for her.

If you had half a brain,
you'd have known that

before you decided
to take her on.

You put that stuff on
the wall, you mark it off.

Sorry, but that's just
not going to happen.

But I'll tell you what,

you can have you pen
back as a lovely parting gift.

Slam and dunk.

She'll always be faster,
and she'll always be smarter.

That's why I don't have
to fight her battles for her.

4:00, my office.

4:00?

And it won't hurt either
one of you to have

a little cool
downtime in detention.

Ooh, busted.

I'm really sorry for
being such a jerk before.

It's okay.

No, it's not.

It's not okay to treat
your best friend like that.

It's just since the divorce.

I mean, I know my
clothes aren't that great

and our apartment...

I was kinda embarrassed.

It doesn't matter.

Look around... Of
course it matters.

To me. It doesn't matter to me.

You know the house we live in,

it's not ours,
it's the church's.

And that shirt you
borrowed, my sister's.

Thanks.

I talked to my dad.

Really? Yeah.

He's helping us get
a new apartment.

I don't know how your dad
did it, but I really appreciate it.

I'll tell him.

So, how was taking to your dad?

Weird at first, but then okay.

It's just... he's trying.

It hurts too much
to be mad at my dad.

I know.

Suzanne says "hello"
and "thank you."

And I say, "Ditto."

You're both welcome.

Hey, keep an eye on your
sister and Skyler, will you?

Sure.

Skyler's here?

The superhero guy?

Yes, and I want you
to leave them alone.

They're playing very
nicely in the living room.

Skyler's sister should
be here any minute.

Oh, and will you, uh,

keep him busy?

I'll do what I can.

So your sister shoved a
guy's head in the toilet?

Up to the collar.
You'd have been proud.

He's been hassling her all week.

I asked, and you
told me not to worry.

You didn't have to.
I'm her older brother

and it's my job
to look out for her.

I stay awake so you
guys don't have to.

Thank you.

Ah! See ya.

Show me. Show me.

That kid's a superhero.

And do you know what I
am? I'm yesterday's news.

You might as well line
a hamster cage with me.

Are you kidding? Your
job is just beginning.

What are you talking about?

Well, she's always
going to need you.

I mean, half the time
she won't know it,

and she'll never admit
it, but you're older

and you know it
and that'll be enough.

The tricky part is teaching
her how to take care of herself.

Well, I'll do my best.

She's a handful.

It could be worse.

How'd you like to be Mary and
have to keep an eye on Lucy?

Well, then I'd
have to quit school.

She's a full-time job. Oh, yeah.

And as the oldest, I have
to look out for everybody,

including you.

And when do you ever
have to look out for me?

I'm doing it right now.

But don't worry,
sometimes sisters

can come in handy.

Oh, hi. You must
be Skyler's sister.

I'm Simon, Ruthie's
much older brother.

Let me take that
violin case from you.

I love the violin, by the way,

our four-stringed friend.

The kids are right
in the living room.

I want to file assault charges.

Fine.

And Mary, I'm assuming
you'll want to file

sexual harassment charges?

What did you think that was?

Messing around,
joking, having fun?

It's not.

It's sexual harassment.

You know, I'm not
the least bit surprised

that you see it this way.

Mr. Towner, I understand

that you would rather believe

that this is about sisterhood

when in fact, it's
about right and wrong.

You see, your
belief is incorrect

and holding fast
to it at this point

is really not going
to help anyone,

especially your son.

So Mary, how do you
want to handle this?

It's over. I just
want to let it go.

Really?

I'm not inclined to be
as generous as you are.

You talk trash, you write trash,

your dare to snap
this woman's bra strap?

At the very least your head
is gonna wind up in a toilet.

You harass another
human being in this building,

and you will find that you
have no friend here, got it?

Yeah. Good.

Now go spread the word.

I know you're good at that.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Mary, don't make a
habit out of waiting so long

to ask someone
for help next time.

Okay. Thank you.

You're welcome.

Thank you.

There's one more thing.

I got stuck in the
boys' bathroom

a couple of days ago
and was late for class,

so I forged your names
on the detention slip.

Weekend.

Okay.

Just know that there's always
gonna be somebody around

who'll try to take your dignity,

your self-esteem.

But don't let them
take your voice.

I'll try.

Maybe we should
just keep Ruthie home

for ten to 15 years.

I've had my first nap. And...?

She's not staying home.

Oh.

How long till she
gets out of school?

Including graduate and
medical school, 25 years.

We'll never make it.