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Kevin?

Yes?

I just wanted to check and see if you were awake.

I'm awake.

You still can't sleep?

No.

Maybe if you just closed your eyes.

I'm not tired.

I've been in bed all day, all week!

But if you just closed...

I'm not sure that you understand

what it's like being on bed rest.

No, but I... I am only allowed to be on my feet

for five minutes a day.

I can't walk around, I can't cook, I can't clean,

I can't do any of my church work or any work.

So, I have to depend on everybody else for everything.

Which means that until I have this baby,

my entire life is on hold.

I can't even take a shower every day.

So, on top of everything else,

my hair looks terrible, and I smell.

You don't smell.

Liar!

And what about my hair?

You've never looked more beautiful.

Oh, right!

Oh, don't do that!

Do what? Nod.

Like you understand.

You don't understand, you'll never understand,

because men can't have babies.

Which means that if we have any more children,

I might end up like this, on bed rest

again and again and again.

And where will you be

while I'm having all the children that you want?

Where will you be while I am

slowly going insane?

Oh, yeah. You'll be at work, having fun, chasing criminals,

doing crime-fighting stuff, and why is that?

Because men can't have babies?

Exactly, so please,

please do not nod at me like you understand.

You do not understand.

Why aren't you saying anything?

I don't know what to say.

What is that supposed to mean?

It means, I don't know

what to say to you that won't make you angry.

Oh, so what does that mean? I'm just the irrational

nut you married and have to put up with?

Honey, I love you.

You love me, but you agree that I'm an irrational nut.

I didn't say that.

Ruthie, is something wrong?

Are you okay?

I'm doing better than Kevin.

You can hear them all the way upstairs?

Yes, I can hear them.

The neighbors can hear them.

I think the man in the moon can hear them.

I know this bed rest thing is what Lucy has to do

for the baby, but what about the rest of us?

Don't we count?

Can't we send her to a hotel

or a camp for other angry, pregnant women on bed rest?

It's not gonna last forever.

True. We've only got,

like, another month or two of this fun.

I'm not tired.

Then we get to enjoy the screams of a crying baby.

Boy, I can hardly wait.

You know, if this were Survivor,

we would have voted Lucy off the island days ago.

We can't vote her off. We just have to...

Never mind.

Ow! I didn't say anything.

I could tell you were thinking...

Why is Lucy yelling at Kevin again?

What is that supposed to mean?

Someday when you guys grow up, you're

going to fall in love and get married and have babies.

And then, your wives will yell at you.

And then maybe you'll understand why Lucy is yelling at Kevin.

But you agree that I'm an irrational nut.

Why don't you try putting your pillow over your head?

That works sometimes.

I love you.

Stop saying that!

Okay.

Well, say something.

I'm afraid. LUCY: Of me?

Yes. I mean, no.

Why would you be afraid of me?

Because you yell at me all the time.

I'm not yelling! This is a discussion!

It's a loud discussion.

Try knocking.

Hey, we're all on the edge because of Lucy,

but that's no excuse to act l...

Okay, then...

Now what's going on?

I think Martin and Lucy should be roommates,

because they have a lot in common.

You're tired. Oh, poor baby.

Dad, seriously, I can't take this anymore.

I have finals and papers and school,

and I just need some sleep.

We all need some sleep.

I love Lucy, but I am tired.

Ruthie, the pillow isn't working.

We can still hear her.

It means, I don't know what to say...

Okay. Okay, follow me.

If you want to sleep, follow me.

♪ 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. ♪

♪ ♪

Hey.

Mm.

Hello.

Mm.

Hmm?

Oh, no.

Oh, hey! Hey!

Everybody up! Up.

Oh, no.

We all overslept. Come on.

Oh, come on, you guys.

You guys, you're gonna be late.

Come on, let's go.

Come on, come on.

Go, go, go, go, go.

Lucy?

She'll get used to being on bed rest and settle down.

Who am I kidding? She's never gonna

get used to being on bed rest,

and everyone's exhausted, and I feel like a failure.

Now, Kevin... She's my wife,

and nothing I do makes her feel better.

All she does is tell me

how I don't understand how she feels

or what she's going through.

Look, I don't think Lucy's ever going

to get used to this, but

she'll survive it.

We all will.

Nice speech, but unlike the rest of the family,

I can't hide up here where it's all nice and quiet.

I'm stuck on the front lines with an angry, pregnant woman.

Did I mention this won't last forever?

Right now, a week feels like forever.

Hang in there.

Do I have a choice?

No, but someday soon, you'll have a baby.

Mom, my breakfast tray is ready.

And I need my hairbrush. And I need my blue T-shirt.

The peacock blue one, not the light blue one, okay?

Oh, I-I put the baby monitor on now,

because I-I want to be able to hear her if she needs me.

Hearing Lucy isn't exactly a problem these days.

You don't understand how hard it is for her.

I don't even understand, and I've been pregnant.

But I didn't have to go on bed rest.

It's really hard that final trimester

without the added burden of not being allowed to move.

I mean, that would make anyone crazy.

Hello? Mom?

Are you there?

Lucy, I'll get that T-shirt for you.

You just sit tight.

What else am I supposed to do?

Hmm. She's so grateful.

Well, she's frustrated.

I'm waiting.

And patient.

Can you give me a ride to school?

I-I have to take the boys to school

so your mom can stay here with Lucy,

and I still haven't changed or cleaned up,

so I-I don't know if I'll have time. Sorry.

Lucy.

She's going to kill us all.

You know that, don't you?

Where's Martin?

Why aren't you going to school with him?

I don't know if you've noticed, with Lucy going insane and all,

but lately Martin has been in a permanent bad mood,

so if you can't take me,

I think I'd rather take the bus and be abused by strangers.

Where's Ruthie?

Mom? I need my Oprah magazine.

Mom? Mom?

Is-Is this on?

Is that Lucy?

I'm sorry if she's keeping you up at night. I...

I'm fine. I don't want to be late for school.

Where's Ruthie? She took the bus.

All right. See you.

Martin?

Don't worry. I ate breakfast.

Good, but is there something else going on?

Lately, I...

You've just been a little distant...

and Ruthie mentioned this morning that she was taking

the bus 'cause she didn't want to drive in with you.

If Ruthie doesn't want to drive with me,

then it's Ruthie's problem, not mine.

So you should talk to her, not me.

Look, I'm fine.

I'm just... I'm just tired, like everyone else.

Mom, this is last month's Oprah.

Sam's wearing my pants.

David's wearing my shorts.

We're too tired to change.

We're too tired to go to school.

Well, you-you have to go to school,

but you don't have to change.

She wants to talk to you.

Tell her I already left.

But Daddy, that's a lie.

Yes, Daddy, that's a lie.

I know you're there, Dad. Dad?

Just because I can't move, I won't be ignored.

Dad, don't make me use my five minutes of walking time

chasing you down.

Dad?!

I'm on my way, Luce.

You look awful.

Thanks.

Are you sick or something?

Just haven't been sleeping so well.

Yeah, me, too.

Yeah.

I wrote down a list of books and articles

for the girls in my teen empowerment class to read.

Maybe we should just keep postponing the class

until you can be there in person.

I've had to put my life on hold. I've had to give up the things

I wanted to do because of this pregnancy.

I'm not going to make the girls in my class suffer

just because I have to.

Everyone's expecting me to be there today,

but since I can't be there, I, I need you to hand these out.

But no talking, no advising, no words of wisdom;

this is my class, my girls.

I just need you to post that list down at the church.

Are you okay?

I almost lost my baby

and now I'm a prisoner in my own home...

Wait, not my home, your home.

How okay should I be?

I should go.

Yeah, you should.

Kevin...

Kinkirk!

We need to talk.

I'm sending you home.

You're firing me?

No, I want you to go home

and take care of Lucy.

She doesn't want me to take care of her.

Look, I can't have you falling asleep on the job.

It's not the first time this week.

Take a couple of days off.

Don't send me home.

Nothing I do makes Lucy happy.

She just yells at me, when she's not yelling at everyone else.

I can't even imagine what she's gonna do to me

if I'm available all day and all night.

Let me stay, I promise I won't fall asleep.

Please, I'll be good.

Get a hold of yourself, Kinkirk,

and be a man.

It's just a couple of days.

Why'd you take the bus this morning?

And why are you avoiding me?

You don't want to know.

Yeah, I do.

You've been a jerk lately.

I told you you didn't want to know.

That's, uh, kind of mean, don't you think?

No, that's kind of honest.

Give me a break, will you? I'm tired.

Being tired is not an excuse.

You're not special.

If the rest of us can manage to be pleasant, why can't you?

News flash... the rest of you aren't all that pleasant.

You see, this conversation is exactly

why I will be taking the bus home today.

Fine, like I care. Take the bus.

No, not fine.

Fine would be you giving me a ride home,

and truly, I can't take your attitude anymore.

Yeah, well,

you're not that much fun to be around either!

Whoa!

Since when did you start hanging out

at the bottom of the grading curve?

Okay, what's wrong, besides the grade?

Ruthie called me a jerk.

Oh.

What?

You're my friend. You're supposed to tell me that

Ruthie's a jerk for calling me a jerk, and that I'm not a jerk.

If you want me to lie, I'll lie.

You think I'm a jerk?

Lately, you've been a bit tense.

Tense?

Yeah, that's French for "jerk."

Hey, but I didn't know that you were having trouble in school.

I'm not having trouble.

You're getting "D's" on papers.

What's your definition of trouble, getting “F's”?

And I'm not tense.

At our last home game,

you got in a fight with the mascot... the mascot.

That's tense, my friend, that's not tired.

I didn't get in a fight.

You were standing in the middle of the field

yelling at some poor guy wearing a cat costume to "bring it."

That's not one of your finest moments.

I told you I'm just tired.

Lucy's driving everyone crazy.

Something's driving you crazy,

and I wish that I knew what it was,

because I may not know a lot,

but I do know that your current mood has nothing

to do with Lucy.

Lucy!

What are you doing?

I was cold and I wanted another blanket.

What are you doing home?

You can't be walking around;

you know what the doctor said.

Your mother is just downstairs.

If you need a blanket, she'll get you one.

Well, I wanted to get my own blanket.

How long have you been up?

'Cause whatever time you've been up gets deducted

from your five-minute daily total,

and I think that means no shower today.

You didn't already shower, did you?

You know, stop, stop, right there.

Stop talking to me like I'm a baby.

I'm a grown woman,

actually, an overgrown woman, a pregnant woman,

and I don't need you counting the minutes I'm up every day.

I can do that myself.

But you don't want anything to happen to the baby.

I am painfully aware

of how fragile my condition is right now,

and it doesn't help to be reminded night and day,

by you and the rest of my well-meaning

but extremely annoying family.

And again, I ask, why are you home?

Captain Michaels wants me to take a couple days off.

I fell asleep at work.

If you're not at work, you can't be here.

This bedroom is not big enough for the both of us.

So go find a place to hang out during the day

and stay out of my way.

There has to be something I can do.

Please, I want to help.

Well, Mom's taking care of food and magazines,

and other than that, there isn't anything that you

or anyone else can do.

I'm just stuck like this until I deliver,

and I hate it.

What?

I talked to your mom on the way up here,

and she said your advisor from school called today.

So?

So she thought there might be a problem.

She's wrong. Everything's fine.

I don't want any more kids.

What about Lucy and school, and her advisor?

She says everything's fine.

Maybe Eric knows something.

No offense, but I'm her husband.

If I don't know what's going on, why would he?

Don't listen to me.

Okay, I won't.

He's not there.

Maybe he ran away.

Oh, wait... it's me who wants to run away.

He should be there.

I don't think he knows anything.

And again, I don't think there's anything to know.

I'll page him. Oh.

I'll have to page him later.

I've got to pick Sam and David up

at an after school playdate.

Do you mind keeping an eye on things around here for me?

I'll change and be right back. Oh, wait!

Wait... so you can hear Lucy better.

I hear Lucy in my nightmares...

I mean dreams.

Where's Martin?

I don't know. I took the bus home.

Oh, he's probably at practice.

Yeah, maybe he'll stay at practice, forever.

Oh, come on, he has been

a real pain lately.

To everyone, not just me.

He's just tired.

We're all tired.

And remember, this situation isn't going to last forever.

Lucy needs us.

I'm going to go take a nap. Hey.

Help me put the laundry away first, will you?

It's all folded, just needs to be

delivered to everyone's room.

Sure, I'll do it.

Who needs sleep, right?

All right, let's go, Kit.

I got it!

Got it. I got it.

I got it!

I got it.

Brewer, stay out of my way.

Hey, I had it.

You were in my way. I called it!

You just stick to your position and I'll stick to mine.

I would if I didn't have to cover your butt.

What'd you say? Hey, don't get angry

just 'cause you need my help.

I don't need your help.

You're the one that needs help.

Why can't we all just get along?

Shut up.

Okay, what's the problem here?

As usual,

Martin thinks he's playing every position.

Yeah, right.

I called the play. It was mine.

If you hadn't have gotten in my way,

I would've caught the ball.

Okay, everybody back to positions.

Baxter, you're in! Shortstop!

I'm shortstop.

Not today, you aren't.

And not tomorrow, if you don't change your attitude.

Hit the showers. What attitude?

Look, I don't know what's going on with you, but I can't have

that kind of attitude on my team; it's disruptive.

I'm your best player. What are you gonna do, bench me?

I can not only bench you, I can kick you off the team.

So if you need help...

I don't need help.

I don't need you.

And I don't need this team.

Martin, man, what are you doing?

You...

Stick around, Martin.

We'll be talking after practice.

Okay, everybody, the show's over!

Get back to your position.

Let's go!

Let's play ball!

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Yes, this is Kevin Kinkirk.

Yes, I'm Lucy's husband.

I was just putting laundry away.

Okay.

Your advisor from school just called me.

He says if you don't get your last term paper turned in

by the end of next week, you won't graduate.

He said when he

called you earlier and told you this,

you told him that you don't care if you graduate.

Why didn't you tell him you're on bed rest?

It's none of his business.

Lucy, if he understood what's going on,

maybe you could work something out.

Get some more time.

It's not important.

Not important to graduate,

after all the hard work you've done?

I can't get the paper done while I'm in bed,

so forget about it.

I'll just... take the incomplete,

finish next semester and graduate in June.

But I know you were counting on graduating in December.

You wanted your diploma before the baby comes.

Well, I'm not going to get what I want, am I?

So, I'm the problem, right?

You leave me no choice.

Effective immediately, you're off the team.

Fine. Good luck without me,

'cause you're going to need it.

What happened?

I'm off the team.

Temporary suspension, which will be permanent

if my "attitude" doesn't change.

No.

Yeah, and I don't want to talk about it, okay?

You need to get it together for the good of the team.

We need you out there.

Yeah, you need me out there,

because you can't cover your position.

What'd you say? You heard me.

It's not me that needs to get it together, it's you.

You don't want to go down this road.

What road would that be, the, uh, truthful road?

Because you know I'm right.

Look, back off.

Hey, Martin. Nick.

You should have backed off out there on the field,

and you need to back off now.

I'm not the one with the problem, so you back off.

You ever pull anything like you did today in a real game,

and it won't be the mascot who'll be

kicking your butt, it'll be me.

Martin, just walk.

What are you, his girlfriend?

This isn't your business, so butt out.

I'm out of here.

Do we have an understanding?

Get out of my way. Or what?

Or I'll make you. I don't think so.

Hey, guys, come on, don't do this.

The coach is watching.

Hi, Daddy.

We're helping.

Hello, boys.

Dinner smells great.

Where were you all day?

Work.

Oh. You look rested.

I do? Hmm...

Yeah.

I-I called you at the office, there was no answer.

And then I paged you and then I called Lou.

And he sounded funny when he told me you were "out."

I, I was out ministering to the people.

That's what I do. I minister.

You were sleeping at the office.

What? I wasn't slee...

Lou told you?

You've got bed-head

and your shirt and tie are all wrinkled.

God, it was...

It was just a little cat nap.

That is so unfair.

Well, I couldn't help it.

I started writing my sermon and I kept falling asleep.

And I thought if I could just lie down, you know?

And before I knew,

it was time to come home.

Well, so much for us

being in this no sleep thing together.

Well, look, I'll...

I'll do the dishes and you-you go to bed early.

And that way, if you're lucky,

you might get a couple of hours in

before Lucy starts yelling at Kevin again.

Wish me luck. I'm on my way to try

and talk some sense into my crazy wife.

Good luck.

He's going to need it.

You missed a few things

while you were napping at the office.

You're right about everything.

I am?

Almost.

I don't know what it feels like to be on bed rest.

And I will never know what it feels like to be pregnant.

But I do know what it feels like to have regrets.

And if you don't finish your paper

and graduate like you planned, you'll regret it.

If you don't get your paper finished,

there's a chance,

no matter how motivated you are,

there's still a chance you'll never get around to it

and you won't graduate.

You may be able to live with that, but I can't.

I love you too much.

I'll get it done.

I'll graduate in June or whenever.

No, not June, not whenever.

Now, just like you planned.

Look at me, I can't.

You can, because I'm going to help you.

I, Kevin Kinkirk, your husband,

I'm going to help you complete your lifelong goal.

You swore that

getting married and having a baby

wouldn't stop you from graduating.

So don't let it, okay?

You worked hard all last summer

so you'd be finished with school in December.

The way I see it, you either finish your term paper

and get an "A," or I'll finish it for you,

and you pray that I don't ruin your GPA.

Oh, it's late.

I was beginning to worry.

I'm going to skip dinner tonight.

Martin... Look, I'm not hungry.

Can't we just leave it at that?

Oh, good. You're home.

I need to talk to you.

Alone.

I have guilty knowledge.

About? Martin.

How guilty?

Hold that thought.

Something's wrong with Martin.

Excuse me?

You have to do something.

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

He's getting "D's" on papers.

Today, the coach suspended him from the team

because his attitude stinks.

And then he gets in a fight in the locker room.

Now, he says he's just tired

and that it's Lucy, but I don't think so.

And I've tried to talk to him,

but he won't tell me what's bothering him.

So you have to do something.

Otherwise, he's going to mess this up.

Mess what up? Baseball.

It's his life. He loves it.

And if he doesn't go pro, he'll play ball in college,

but not if the coach labels him

as a disciplinary case.

No college will touch him.

Okay, I'll, I'll talk to him.

No, you have to do more than talk.

You have to straighten him out.

Like his father would do.

I know what's wrong with Martin.

Martin's dad's tour of duty got extended.

Apparently, it's been happening to a lot of soldiers in Iraq.

I accidentally saw an e-mail on Martin's computer screen

when I was putting away laundry for Mom.

Your guilty knowledge?

Yeah.

Oh, wow.

What?

Martin told me that his father

was coming home early next year.

Well, I didn't know it was going to be that soon, but...

No one knew but me.

He didn't want anybody to know.

He thought that if he talked about it,

or if people knew, that it wouldn't happen.

His dad won't be coming home early next year.

Doesn't look that way.

Who isn't going to be home early next year?

Who isn't going to be home early next year?

I know about your father.

Ruthie? How did she...?

I accidentally saw the e-mail from your father.

How do you "accidentally" see something

on my computer in my room?

Well, I was putting away laundry for Mom

and your computer screen was...

Unbelievable.

I'm sorry.

I really didn't mean to see it.

We should probably talk.

Oh, is that because my former best friend

told you that I got suspended from the team? Ah...

Or because he told you about my "D" in history?

Or do you want to talk about my dad,

now that the family spy has reported in?

Martin... I can't believe this.

You're scolding me? She broke into my room.

Let's go upstairs and talk. Let's not.

Why didn't you tell me about your father?

Apparently in this house,

I don't need to tell anybody anything.

I just have to wait for my best friend to rat me out,

Ruthie to break into my room

and report on what she's discovered.

I probably shouldn't have come.

No, no, you...

you should have come.

Uh... It-It's gonna be okay.

I don't want to talk.

What don't you want to talk about?

Getting a failing grade on a paper?

Getting suspended from the team?

Getting into a fight in the locker room?

Your father's tour getting extended?

You can't help me.

I'd like to try.

How exactly are you going to help me?

Can you bring my father home? No.

So you can't help me and we don't need to talk.

Maybe...

Are you here for me or for you?

I think you're here for you.

You want to help.

You need to help, and it's killing you

that you can't help me.

I've got news for you.

No one can help me.

There is nothing anyone can say

or do that will make me feel better

about having my father in Iraq, nothing.

I know when my father...

Your dad was a Marine, I know.

But he was home most of the time.

And when he wasn't, you still had your mom.

I have no one!

And you can't possibly understand

what that feels like, or what I'm going through.

Or what I go through on a daily basis.

And so, if you don't mind, I'd like to be alone.

I really am sorry for looking at his computer screen.

Well, Martin's more upset

about his father than about you looking at his e-mail.

Can't we do anything?

All we can do is be there for him.

I haven't really been very supportive.

I haven't even been very friendly.

It'll be okay, Ruthie.

Who's at the door? Wayne Newton.

Very funny. N-No, Wayne Newton, the singer...

He-he's in the foyer waiting to talk to you.

Come on.

You're Wayne Newton.

I am, and you must be Eric.

Or do you prefer I call you Reverend Camden?

Oh, no, Eric is fine.

Thank you, thank you.

I'm a big fan.

We both are. Oh...

Well, that's really sweet of you, Annie. Thank you very much.

I-I can't believe you're here in, in Glenoak and in our house.

Well, I am here and I am Wayne Newton.

Uh, do you want me to sing "Danke Schoen" for you?

I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Oh.

I'm not going to sing... unless you pay me.

I'm kidding again, I'm kidding.

Oh, you...

I just got back from the Middle East

and frankly I'm still a little punchy.

Is there anything I can do for you, Mr. Newton?

It's Wayne, please,

uh, and it's not what you can do for me

but maybe what I can do for you.

Uh, I have a message for Martin Brewer from his father.

So you... you saw my dad in Iraq?

Just got back.

Why were you there?

Vacation.

No.

I am the chairman of the, uh, Celebrity Circle of the USO,

and that's a program that oversees all celebrities...

Dancers, singers, uh, comedians, uh, actors...

And we travel to bases all over the world

entertaining our brave men and women

in the Armed Forces.

What made you want to be a part of the USO?

Well, when I was not much older than you are, Martin,

I, uh, I wanted to be a soldier,

and, uh, I have bad asthma, and so they couldn't take me.

I went back to Lake Tahoe, where I was appearing,

and, uh, walked out onstage,

and the showroom was filled with Marines.

And I thought to myself, "I can do this.

I... I can entertain our troops."

And so a couple of years later I found myself in Vietnam, and

I've been going ever since with the USO whenever duty calls.

Hmm.

How's my dad?

Well, your dad's tired

and he wants to come home and, and he misses you.

I miss him, too.

You know, I talked to him right after he e-mailed you

explaining that his tour of duty had been extended,

and a lot of the men and women in his unit had

to send the same kind of e-mails to their families.

I was also there when he received

your e-mail in return.

I, uh, I feel badly about that e-mail.

Look here...

You were angry, and that's understandable and acceptable.

It's just so hard. I mean...

You tell yourself you can wait until a certain day,

and then it's "Sorry, too bad, he's not coming home after all."

I, I just... I lost it.

Your dad told me that he can take anything

that the enemy dishes out,

but he just can't stand the thought

of you being in pain or unhappy.

And he's torn between his duty as a parent

and his duty to his country.

That's not good.

He shouldn't be thinking about me.

He shouldn't be thinking about anything except staying alive.

Well, I wish I were delivering your... your dad to you,

uh, but this is the best that I could do.

And I want you to know

I'm glad I got a chance to meet you, Martin,

and I'm really happy I got a chance to meet your dad.

You should be really proud of him,

and I know he's proud of you.

And I know you think no one understands

what you're going through right now

and nobody understands the kind of sacrifices you're making,

but you're wrong and you're not alone.

There are over 100,000 troops over there

and all of them had to leave their families.

And when it's right...

this is a lady that, uh, runs a local support group

for families who have, uh,

relatives that are fighting in the Middle East,

and she's a friend of mine.

Give her a call.

War is really hard on, on the soldiers,

but it-it's equally as hard on the family left behind,

and people don't realize

that of all the soldiers over there fighting,

that there are relatives back here

that are waiting and wondering and worrying.

Thanks for coming.

Happy to do all I can do.

I didn't realize you did this...

Visited families of soldiers serving overseas.

Well, I found that it helps people

to be with someone who has just seen

their son or daughter or wife or husband or mother or father,

and that's the least I can do for them,

considering all they've done for us.

Is there anything I can get you...

Something to eat or, or drink?

That is really sweet, thank you,

but I have a couple of stops I have to make tonight yet,

and if you don't mind, I'd like to take a rain check.

Thank you.

Okay.

Bye. Bye.

Good night.

Good night.

Come in.

Did I just see Wayne Newton come out of your room?

Yeah.

I'm not even going to ask.

He talked to my dad and brought a message back for me.

What was the message?

"Hang in there."

I really am sorry for looking at your computer.

I'm sorry, too.

I have been a jerk lately.

So I'm sorry and you're sorry.

Does that mean we're okay?

Yeah, we're okay, Ruthie.

Where are you going?

I just sent an apology e-mail to my dad,

and I apologized to you.

I just have a few more and then I'll be finished.

I have to go to the Promenade, if that's okay.

And I'm sorry about earlier...

What I said.

I was wrong.

You can help, you do help.

All of you help.

You guys have been so great to me.

And every time I think about how much I miss my dad,

I just think about how much more I'd miss him

if it wasn't for the Camdens.

I'm really lucky to have all you guys in my life.

We feel lucky to have you in our life, too.

Well?

Lucy's final term paper.

All she needs are a couple things from the library,

a few references, and she's finished.

And better yet, she's asleep.

Thanks for meeting me.

I'm sorry about practice

and, um, about the fight in the locker room.

And, uh, about my attitude.

What about the mascot?

Are you sorry about the mascot?

Yeah, I'm sorry about the mascot, too.

Martin, I know I'm just your coach,

but I hope in the future, if you have a problem,

you'll discuss it with me.

I'm here for you,

for all my guys.

And I know I can't bring your father home from Iraq,

but sometimes it helps just to have a friend

to talk to about what's bothering you.

Because if you don't let off steam in a healthy way,

emotions tend to build up.

And, well, before you know it, you end up...

Yelling at a guy in a cat costume?

Yeah, exactly.

So...

So, I guess I'll see you at practice tomorrow.

And I plan on apologizing to Nick,

just, uh, so you know.

Good night.

Good night, Coach.

Hey, uh, Coach?

Yeah?

How'd you know about my dad?

Why don't you ask him?

I called the coach

and told him about your father.

I'm sorry, I thought he should know.

He told me he was going to meet you here

and suggested that I come.

He thought you might need a friend.

Even a former best friend.

I was not ratting you out.

Are we still friends?

Yeah.

Cool.

You want to go shoot a game of pool?

There's a cute new waitress.

How cute?

If you don't want her,

I'll take a shot.

Actually, I already did.

And?

She winked at me.

She probably had something in her eye.

No. You think?

I'll go with you, but, uh,

I'll find my own girlfriend.

Come on, tell me where you're taking me.

I wanted to get you

something special for graduation.

What'd you get me?

Graduation.

I know you wanted to go to your graduation ceremony,

so I talked to the Dean.

Actually, your father talked to the Dean,

and he talked to some other students.

And they all agreed to be here with you.

It's a rehearsal for them, but for you,

this is the real thing,

an official graduation.

No...

Yes.

Oh, I love you.

You should.

So, what do you say?

Are you ready to graduate?

Absolutely.

Kelly Anne James.

Congratulations.

Henry Michael Johnson.

Congratulations.

Lucy Camden Kinkirk.

Congratulations, Mrs. Kinkirk.

Thank you, Dean Ryan.

I did it!

I'm a graduate!