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Here's to a romantic breakfast for two.

Remind me to give you a raise.

If you handled the money, I would.

That's right, that's... that's your department.

I'll give you another ten bucks a week,

but that's it.

It's so nice to be alone.

It's so peaceful, so quiet.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

And even if it's something, we don't know about it.

So let's just be grateful for what we have and enjoy it.

I can do that.

Looks like a lot of bills.

Oh, great. Oh.

Bill... bill...

I paid... bill.

I could use that ten bucks in advance.

Can I owe you?

With interest? Tons of interest.

I'm in.

Yes! Yes!

Way to go!

He didn't look too happy.

So it must be the college near us.

Oh...

Jeff Olsen really said I was cute?

You're sure?

Cute, not pretty?

Just cute.

I guess I can take "cute."

"Cute" is for a kid.

I'm more of a...

"A woman whose sexual nature is hidden

beneath her perkiness"?

Give me that!

"Just because I'm petite,

doesn't mean my emotions are petite."

I can't take it anymore!

You know Matt's going to want to live on campus.

Can't, can't, can't.

Well, he can if he gets a job, job, job.

Job?!

Can't, can't, can't.

I need a saw, or some heavy rope,

or barbed wire.

I've got tape and paper clips.

Tape. Where's the tape?

It's in the cabinet next to the oven.

I don't even want to know.

Hey, look what I found.

Can I keep her?

♪ 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. ♪

Nothing? Not even her name?

No. She doesn't talk.

She never said anything.

I was just walking down the street,

and she came right up to me.

So can we keep her?

No, Simon, I don't think so.

That's not fair.

You let Grandma and The Colonel keep George.

Well, that was different.

I don't see how.

Well, it was different because George was an orphan.

You think she has parents?

What kind of parents would let their kid

go wandering the streets hungry

and dirty like that?

I'm sure she's an orphan.

I can feel it in my bones.

I think we owe it to the child

to go a little beyond that. Why?

Even if she does have parents, they shouldn't get her back.

When something belongs to you, you have to take care of it.

That's the law.

Not exactly.

If I didn't take care of Happy,

you wouldn't let me keep her,

right? Right.

If I didn't feed her

and let her go wandering the streets,

a dogcatcher would catch her, take her to the pound

and some other family would get her.

Why isn't it the same thing for a kid?

Your heart's in the right place, Simon,

but I'm still going to have to do the best I can

to locate her family.

I know.

But if no one claims her, can we keep her?

For the girl's sake, let's just pray we find her parents.

You're on your own on that one, Dad.

I want her.

Mm...

Which one of these dresses would you like to wear?

I like that one, too.

And it matches your eyes.

Oh, you're gonna look very pretty in it.

Oh...

What are we doing?

Well, I'm taking control of my own destiny.

Oh. 'Cause it looks like you're putting black tape on the floor.

Well, I'm dividing the room, okay?

I need to stake out my territory.

I need my own space.

Well, don't get any ideas about moving into my room,

I just got Simon out of there, and I love it.

I bet you do.

But if I were you, I'd watch out.

What do you mean?

Well, if that new kid Simon found moves in,

she'll be your new roommate.

Welcome to the Camden Boarding House.

Simon's friend isn't moving in with us, is she?

Oh, no, honey.

We're just looking for her parents.

I can help you look if you want.

I'm good at finding things.

That's very sweet.

I'll let you know.

Hey, I just wanted to tell you I have a date tonight,

and I thought we'd just hang out here. Fine.

Uh, Mom, what I mean is, we're going to hang out in my room.

Sure.

I mean, it's more like an apartment than a room anyway.

I mean, there's plenty of places to sit,

move around.

Besides you're almost 18.

We've done our job, we trust you.

Well, I'm glad you see it that way,

because I'm looking for a little privacy.

Of course. Privacy.

Good for everyone, now and then.

And by the way,

congratulations on getting accepted to college, son.

Yeah, it's great.

I mean, especially if I decide

not to go out of state.

You know I got accepted out of state, too?

Yeah, but this is a better school.

I mean, this is a great school.

Why would you even need to go out of state?

Yeah, why would I do a crazy thing like that?

Um, he has a date tonight

and they're going to "hang out" in his room.

You know this is just a test to see if he can find an excuse

to go away to college.

I know.

And we are going to pass this test if it kills us.

I'm going to go down to the police station

and look through some missing children reports myself,

help out with the search.

Maybe speed things up.

I don't guess Simon is too happy about that.

No, he's not.

Breakfast again tomorrow?

It's a date.

Anyone and everyone knows that a diary is private.

No, what anyone and everyone knows

is that you don't leave your diary lying around

with no lock on it.

I didn't know I needed a lock.

Well, you do if you don't want people

to keep reading your private thoughts.

"Keep"?! "Keep reading"?

You've done this before?

Oh, not only have I done it before,

probably everyone in the entire family

has sneaked a peek at it one time or another

because you keep leaving it all over the house!

I never realized I was living with people

I couldn't trust.

As soon as Matt moves out of here,

I'm moving up to the attic.

Oh, no, I'm sorry.

I'm the oldest, I'm next in line.

Mom and Dad are not going by oldest on this one.

They almost let Simon move up there,

why wouldn't they let me move up there?

Maybe it's because of your sexual side

lurking underneath your perkiness.

You shut up and stay out of my business!

Oh, that'll be easy, I'll just leave.

Something that you can't do,

'cause if you haven't noticed,

the door is on my side of the room.

Huh!

Let me in!

Wow, you look nice.

Happy, Happy, sit up.

Sit up.

Yeah, I can be pretty funny.

Some might even say charming.

Yeah, right, Prince Charming.

What are we doing?

We are busy.

Did she crack yet? Crack?

Talk. Speak. Move her lips and make sounds.

Not a word.

Maybe I can get her to talk

and tell us where her real family is.

Forget it, she's staying.

And don't get any ideas about sharing her.

I found her, she's mine.

Fine, but don't get any ideas about her sleeping in my room.

Why should I?

See ya.

You can start looking through these.

All of these are missing children?

Just the ones we haven't put on the computer database yet.

My baby!

Somebody do something!

Somebody help me!

I've lost my little girl.

She needs me.

I need her.

I've got to get her back!

Can you describe your daughter?

Brown hair, about this high.

She has big, beautiful, blue eyes.

Name's Sarah.

Sarah James.

Have you seen my Sarah?

I'm telling you, I need a drink!

I hurt! I'm in pain!

I told you, Mr. James, I can't get you a drink.

Maybe I can help...

Oh.

You're welcome to try.

Who are you?

I'm Eric Camden, Joe. I'm a minister.

I have your daughter.

You found my Sarah?

My son found your daughter out on the street.

She was, uh... tired and hungry.

She looked like she needed help.

The only thing she needs is me.

You can't keep her, you know.

She's mine, and I'm going to get her back.

Since you obviously have a little problem,

maybe your daughter would be better off with her mother.

Look, I don't have a problem.

You have a problem.

No one knows where her mother is.

And even if you did,

she left us when Sarah was just a baby.

So the only parent Sarah knows is me.

She loves drunk ol' me,

and nobody's gonna keep us apart.

Nobody.

Mom, this is Molly.

Molly, this is my mom.

Oh, hi, Molly. Hi.

I'm Annie. Really nice to meet you. Hi.

I'm guessing you don't know Matt from school.

Actually, uh, Molly already graduated.

I'm 23.

We met at a coffee shop.

I work there, as a foam girl,

making cappuccinos

and, you know, things that need foam. Ha!

It's really fun, but it doesn't pay that much,

so I still live at my parents' pad, too.

Oh, uh, you know, I thought

we'd go up to my place, you know,

listen to some music, just relax, you know, chill.

Unless, of-of course, you two would like to chill

with your father and me.

The Sound of Music.

Maybe some other time. Absolutely.

Rodgers and Hammerstein are so dope.

Dope.

Even if it kills us.

Okay, time-out.

Did you see that?

Matt is taking a girl up to his room.

A girl, to his room,

to do God knows what.

Do you think Mom and Dad know?

They couldn't know.

If they knew, they'd stop it, wouldn't they?

Is there a new world order?

Hello?

Are you listening to me?

Matt is taking

a woman up to his room.

Are you gonna answer me or not?

I would love to talk about

Matt and what I know about his little friend,

but it seems that the line that you've drawn

across the middle of the floor

has some kind of sound barrier in it.

So why don't you write it in your diary,

and I'll read it when I get a chance?

This is my room.

It's pretty impressive, isn't it?

You could stay here as long as you like.

Really. As long as you like.

Mm. I was starting to worry.

Did you talk to the father?

Yep. And Simon's little friend has a name... Sarah.

Oh... The police are trying to track down

the mother now... We're hoping she's not

in the same condition the father is.

I'd like to get her here before the hospital

runs out of excuses for detaining him.

The police aren't gonna let him take Sarah back, are they?

I hope not; I'm hoping Social Services will intervene.

And if they do?

He'll have to go through a rehab program,

then prove he's a fit father.

And if he does that?

They'll return Sarah to him.

Oh, but if he doesn't?

They'll put her in a foster home.

♪ Fell so deep in love with you for sure... ♪

What are we doing?

We are not doing anything,

and you are going back downstairs.

I don't have anything to do.

Can I hang out with you guys?

Please, please, please?

No. Sure.

Is this your little sister?

I've never seen her before in my life.

He did so.

I'm Ruthie. What's your name? Molly.

And my name's Matt. Bye, Ruthie.

Molly's a pretty name.

I have a doll named Molly,

but she doesn't have a head anymore.

What happened to it?

I pulled it off.

That is so radical.

I used to pull the heads off my dolls, too.

She's awesome. How can you stand it?

I can't.

Excuse me, I'll be right back.

There's no bathroom up here.

Oh.

Will one of you please watch Ruthie?

Why should I?

Do you see the circumstances

I have to live in?

The people who live

in the slums of Calcutta have more privacy,

and they live on the street.

I don't really want to do

anything that's gonna encourage you to stay home next year,

since I'm, you know, looking forward

to taking over your room.

You're not getting that room, I'm getting it,

and I'm putting a vault up there

and locking my diary in it.

You two are completely mental!

Hi. How's everything going with your date?

Well, Ruthie's having a blast...

Does that count? What?

Ruthie. She completely interrupted everything.

I-I'll get her.

And what's with the viper twins?

They've got tape down the middle of their room.

I-I'll take care it.

I'll be back.

So...

how 'bout those... apostles?

What?

Just trying to make conversation.

Interrupted... everything, huh?

Don't worry, I would never have sex in this house.

Good to hear.

Although "in this house,"

kind of opens a can of worms.

Care to chat?

How 'bout those apostles?

You're not the boss of me.

Oh, you're wrong:

I am the oldest, I am the boss.

I can tell you, Simon and Ruthie

to do something, and you have to do it, too.

Then why don't you pick on them instead of me?!

Because you're right here in the room with me.

For your information, I am the boss of everyone.

Mom, if Matt goes away to school, can I have his room?

Mom, I'm next in line.

You're fighting over nothing.

Matt's not going away to school.

What?

Mom, Matt's way too old

to be living at home.

He's 17. Almost 18,

and going on 30.

Do you know that there's a woman upstairs in his room?

Yes, and did you know that she's 23

and still living at home with her parents?

There's no way I'll still be living at home when I'm 23.

Yeah, no way.

Well, at least you two agree on something... that's a start.

You know, you guys just apologize to each other

and move... on.

I'm sorry I ever trusted you.

Well, I'm sorry that you're petite,

because I'd love to pummel your un-petite emotions

right out of your little body!

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. Well, you know where that line was,

and you'd better not cross it.

Come on, you got it.

Come on.

Excuse me.

Hey, Annie.

Want to see the new dance step Molly's showing me?

Uh, some other time, maybe.

Molly pulls the heads off her dolls, too.

Oh, isn't that nice.

Well, sweetie, I think that, uh,

Molly and Matt... they want to be alone now, so...

I don't mind kids.

I can't wait to have some of my own.

Thanks, Mom. Yeah.

Oh, you sure you guys don't want to see that film?

Mom. Yeah. 'Kay.

Come on.

Sorry, Molly, we'll bust a move

some other time.

Yeah. Some other time.

You know, you are really sweet,

but I'm 23,

and I live at home with my parents,

so I try not to date guys who live at home

with their parents. But my parents aren't like your parents.

They're trying to get me to stay home,

and your parents are trying to get you to move out.

Hey there.

Hey, Dad.

Uh, we need to talk.

Her, too?

Actually, "her" has a name.

It's Sarah.

Sarah James.

Isn't that right, honey?

Yes.

Please take me back to my daddy.

He needs me. I shouldn't have left him alone.

It's okay, he's a daddy.

Daddies can take care of themselves.

But my daddy is sick,

and we run out of food all the time,

so he needs me to go with him

and ask people for money so we could buy stuff.

What kind of sick? What's wrong with him?

I don't know, but if he doesn't drink a lot,

he hurts real bad.

We can't let her go home, even if she wants to.

Promise me we won't.

What time did Molly leave?

I don't know.

And don't ask Matt.

We have to act like we're fine

with this whole entertain- the-woman-in-the-room thing.

Well, I just hope

she didn't hear us when she left.

What is it about stress that is such a...

such a...

Turn on?

Yeah.

There's been a lot of stress around here.

Yeah.

Ooh, it's a good thing we're married.

You know, it's not so much

the girl in the room that I mind as it is...

the girl in the room that's right over my head.

Well, we could renovate and move him to the garage.

Or we could let him go away to school.

These are my choices?

Afraid so.

Well, the girl in the room

doesn't really bother me that much.

Liar.

Where are you going?

I'm meeting Sergeant Michaels at Sarah's trailer.

No, he needs my help.

It's official police business. Yeah.

Liar.

No, it's... Liar.

No, it's... it's police business. Liar.

The judge was reluctant to give me a search warrant

since I haven't shown sufficient cause.

Eric, I think we should leave this to Social Services.

I just want to check it out.

What are you looking for?

Sufficient cause.

Who knows, there might be other people living here,

and the other people might let us in.

And then what?

I don't know.

What's that over there?

Oh, look, the door's open.

That's for me. I'll be right back.

What do you want first,

the good news or the bad news?

Give me the bad.

There's no mother.

She OD'd in the Bowery two years ago in Manhattan.

But there's some good news?

There's news that might be good, depending.

Joe James' mother is alive.

So Sarah has a grandmother.

We just don't know what condition she's in.

Well, let's find out.

Just say it.

I have to get out of here. It's like a prison.

Well, don't hold back, Matt.

Tell me how you really feel.

It's time for me to be on my own.

Well, I guess there's always the University of Texas.

Tennessee. University of Tennessee.

Yeah, I mean, I guess you could get a job and pay for the dorm

or share an apartment or something.

And you and Dad would be okay with that?

Tell me how you really feel.

You know the choices and you've worked very hard,

and I trust you to do the right thing.

I just don't think you should go to school

all the way across the country

just to get a little independence from your family.

I'll think about it.

Molly stayed over?

Yeah, but she just slept.

I slept in the living room.

The blankets are still folded up at the end of the couch

if you want to check.

I've gotta check on Simon and Sarah right now,

but we'll talk about this later.

Right. When Dad gets home.

Lucy, let me in!

What... what are you...?

Lucy locked me out.

Lucy...

Open this door right now.

What is wrong with you two?

Did I not just explain last night

that I am the boss and the boss says

to apologize and move on?

I just needed a minute to put something away

so I locked the door.

Shoe box. Top shelf. Top box.

She reads my diary!

I don't go and get it

out of the shoe box and read it.

I just read it when she leaves it

lying all over the room.

It's just stupid stuff.

Like she's petite,

but she's thinking about sex all the time.

Don't yell at me.

Matt's the one with the girl in his room.

He slept downstairs. I saw him.

Maybe we need to talk about... sex.

Really?

Mom, we're not having sex with anyone.

But I can see that you might be tempted to

at some time in the future.

Well, can we wait

and talk about it then?

I just ate.

Oh, well, okay.

Then maybe you'll tell us about the good stuff.

Good stuff?

What? You have basketball.

I don't know.

I don't know what the stuff is.

I just know biology.

Let me just say this for right now.

I remember this dark, stormy night, in this house...

Oh, I feel a flashback coming on.

And we had been here a few years,

but it was still spooky

because the lights went out,

and your dad didn't get home until very late,

just after I put one of you to bed

after your midnight feeding, in fact.

And he came in apologizing for leaving me alone...

He had been with Mrs. Bink at the hospital,

she had heart surgery.

And he said that that was ironic.

And I didn't understand why it was ironic,

and he laughed because he said that I had forgotten

that that day was Valentine's Day.

And I had forgotten.

I mean, I was a young mom,

and I was just too busy to remember.

And he...

took a Hershey bar out of his coat pocket

and said that that was all he had time to get.

He'd gotten it at the machine at the hospital.

And I just remember that when we kissed,

the rain seemed to stop, and your father...

he put his arms around me

and I felt so loved and so protected and so happy.

That's the good stuff?

I'm getting to that.

You're the good stuff.

That's the night that you were conceived.

I was conceived on Valentine's Day?

Well, an hour or so after.

This is so cool.

Why didn't you ever tell me before?

Well, I just felt that this was the time to point out

that when you really love someone completely

and you're committed and responsible,

that's when sex is good, really good.

What about me?

How was I conceived?

You're not old enough to hear that one.

Maybe I'll tell you at your wedding.

I was conceived on Valentine's Day.

This should make for some good diary entries.

♪ Oh, I love living alone ♪

♪ I love my space, my place ♪

♪ 'Cause it's my room ♪

♪ All my own, alone, alone ♪

♪ Oh, I love my room ♪

♪ I love living alone ♪

♪ I love my space, my place 'cause it's my room ♪

♪ All my own, alone, alone. ♪

So how are things going?

No matter what I do,

she just keeps asking me to take her home.

My daddy will be worried.

He needs me to take care of him.

Honey, everything is going to be okay.

Simon's daddy is out trying

to get your daddy some help right now.

Sarah, I'd like you to meet someone.

Sarah, it's me, Grandma.

I'm your daddy's mommy.

No! Where's my daddy?

I want my daddy!

You see?

Sarah doesn't want to be with me.

The child's afraid of me.

All that time I spent wondering where she was

and what she looked like, it doesn't matter,

because it's too late.

He's isolated her from everyone just like he isolated himself.

It's hopeless, Reverend, just like my son is hopeless.

Nothing's hopeless.

Trust me, I'm-I'm in the hope business.

But I'm old.

I can't take Sarah with me if she isn't willing to go.

And what happens when Joe gets drunk

and comes to take her back?

Even if he doesn't,

who's going to take care of her when I'm not around anymore?

The important thing is you're here for Sarah now.

The rest...

we'll figure out.

We have time.

I want to see my daddy.

Please don't let that Grandma lady

take me away.

What do you say, you and me and that Grandma lady

go into the kitchen and bake up a batch

of your favorite cookies?

That way, we'll get to know her.

I bet she's really nice.

And you're not going anywhere tonight,

You're staying right here.

Hey, baking cookies is a lot of fun, huh?

Um...

Look, I'll be right back.

It's gonna be okay.

Look,

Sarah's grandmother's here, but she doesn't know her,

so Mom is going to take Sarah

into the kitchen with her grandmother, do some baking,

work the Mom magic, and I need you to help.

I'll pass. I was looking forward

to a little quality alone time tonight.

Look, I know I was rude before

about sharing Sarah and everything,

but she needs someone

to show her how to do all that grandmother

and mother-daughter stuff.

I think you're the only person for the job.

Is she going to go live with her grandma?

I hope so. It's better than her dad taking her back.

I thought you were keeping her.

I want to, but...

if you love someone, you have to let them go,

and I love Sarah, and as hard as it is,

it's best if she goes with her grandmother.

What are you doing tonight?

If you mean you heard my date slept over

and you want to talk to me,

we weren't doing anything. I slept downstairs.

I know. Your mom filled me in

when I called home this afternoon.

Do we have to talk?

Yeah, but not here.

Where?

Come on. We're going on a mission.

Okay you two.

I need a cup of sugar.

What about the egg? Can we break it?

Of course.

See, I told you, moms are cool,

and grandmas are the coolest.

They'll let you do

just about anything.

They never yell at you

and they let you eat anything you want.

Are you okay?

Yes.

And no.

I can't tell you how many times

I've dreamed about this.

It's gonna be okay.

I used to say that about my son,

but it never was.

It never was.

I thought this would be a good place to talk to you

about the importance of a college education,

moving away from home,

not drinking or doing drugs,

responsibility, marriage, sex, children,

setting a good example for your brother and sisters...

That kind of stuff.

Shall we?

Oh, boy.

I thought I'd give you a ride home,

and then later, if you like, I'll...

take you to meet a friend of mine,

Bill W.

There's no way I'm going to AA,

so you

and Bill W. can shove it.

What's the matter, you afraid it might work?

Look, I don't really want to live like I live,

so I'm always trying to change, and I'm always failing.

Failing doesn't bother Sarah.

That girl loves me.

The question is, do you love her?

Why don't you get lost?

I don't need a ride home.

No, you don't.

You can always walk... or take the bus.

Welcoming committee?

What looks different about this place?

You noticed?

Welcome home, Joe.

Welcome home, Joe.

I rewired everything

so you won't have to borrow electricity anymore,

and I fixed the plumbing.

And everything's been scrubbed

and disinfected, and I don't think

you'll have any more pest problems.

They've all been sprayed or trapped.

And we put an old bed

that we had in our garage

in your bedroom so you won't have

to sleep on the floor.

And it has new sheets and a new blanket.

And I took some church funds

and caught you up

with the gas and water companies.

Oh, Ruthie, show him the best part.

And lots of food.

I picked out the chocolate milk myself.

Why? Why would you do this?

Daddy! I missed you!

You look good, Daddy.

Yes, Joe, you do look good.

Sarah, please go outside for a little bit

and, uh, let Daddy

talk with Grandma.

Okay.

She's just a little girl.

She can't take care of you anymore.

Joe...

I want to take her home with me.

I want you to tell her

to go, make it okay for her.

Why would I give away

the only person in this world who loves me?

Oh, Joe.

I love you.

I've always loved you, but more than that,

someone upstairs must love you like His own Son

to find people like this to take you on.

I spoke to our deacons,

and we're gonna make you a church project.

Someone from church

is going to come here every day

to drive you to your AA meetings,

and then you're going to get a hot meal every day

from our Meals on Wheels program.

And, uh, hoping to see you in church every Sunday.

We'll even give you a ride.

What if I don't want to be a church project?

Then Social Services is going to make you a project,

and so is the Police Department.

Your daughter can't stay with you.

It's either your mother or a foster home.

But I love her.

I love Sarah.

If you mean that, then...

just do the right thing,

as hard as it is.

Do the right thing.

Honey,

you've been taking care of me

for a really long time, but...

I think I need more help

than a little girl can give me.

I wasn't doing a good job?

No. No, no, no, no.

See, I wasn't doing a good job.

It's your turn to be taken care of,

and Grandma's great

at taking care of people, honey.

So do me a favor and let your grandma

take you home for a while. Okay?

I'll miss you...

but you deserve a better place to live,

with some new toys

and some pretty dresses.

I don't need new toys or dresses.

I need you.

Sweetheart, that's why I'm going to stay here and get some help

but I don't think I'll be much good at it

unless I know you're with my mom.

That way, I won't worry about you.

I love you, Daddy.

I love you, too.

Did you get Sarah and her grandmother home?

Yeah. They're gonna be fine.

What's all this?

This is Thanksgiving.

You're a few months late, aren't you?

Actually,

we're early. We didn't want

to wait till November to say thank you.

Yeah. Thanks for letting me have my own room.

And thank you for never letting me

wander the streets hungry and dirty

looking for food.

And thank you for telling me

about that stormy Valentine's night.

It seemed like the right time.

It made me feel really special.

You always make me feel really special.

You know, after I get through crying and yelling

about being me.

And I want to thank you

for making me share a room with her,

because having a sister who has the guts

to be vulnerable like that

is some kind of weird blessing.

Oh, I think we know what you're thankful for.

Did you tell them?

I'm thankful that Mom and Dad

are going to let me go away to school next year.

I'm going to the University of Tennessee,

as long as I can get a job and pay for my own living expenses.

We wanted Matt

to make up his own mind,

and, uh, that's what he decided.

We'll miss him,

but we want him to be happy

so maybe it is time for him to leave the nest.

We won't see you for years?

No, I'll, uh, I'll be home

every Christmas and every summer, I promise.

So this could be

the last Thanksgiving together for awhile.

So can I have the attic?

No way. It's mine.

I was the one who was supposed

to have it in the first place.

Maybe I want it. No, me.

No, you guys. Excuse me.

I'm the oldest.