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♪ This land is your land ♪

*THE FIRST LADY (2022) *
Season 01 Episode 04

♪ This land is my land ♪

Episode Title:
"Cracked Pot"

♪ From California ♪

♪ To the New York island ♪

♪ From the redwood forest ♪

♪ To the Gulf Stream waters ♪

♪ I tell you ♪

♪ This land ♪

♪ Was made for you and me ♪

♪ One bright sunny morning ♪

♪ In the shadow of a steeple ♪

♪ Down by the welfare office ♪

♪ I saw my people ♪

♪ I was wondering ♪

♪ If this land ♪

♪ Was made for you and me ♪

I was so nervous.

I needn't have
been scared at all.

Oh, children.

Does this sound desperate, Lucy?

"Despite the many
claims on your generosity,

I cannot think of any cause
more urgent

Than the care
and well-being of our soldiers."

No, I think that strikes
just the right note.

- Oh, good. I can't tell sometimes.
- Hickory, dickory, dock.

The mouse
ran up the clock!

I'll need you to draw up a list

Of the wealthiest patrons
in town.

Oh, I have the list right here.

- The clock struck one.
- Ooh, very good.

Oh, Elliot, leave Lucy alone.
We're working.

The mouse ran down.

Hickory, dickory, dock!

Oh, I also need the...

Oh, yes. Uh, your speech
for the Red Cross.

I don't know what I'd do
without you, Lucy.

I made two small edits.

Um, Eleanor. Eleanor,

Secretary Daniels and his wife
will be in town on Friday.

I mean, this
could be good for Franklin

if you have them over for lunch.

At lunch, she's touring
the navy hospital.

- Are we free for dinner?
- Yes, I believe so.

Dinner, then.

Oh, Louis,
that cough sounds terrible.

- It's fine.
- Daddy's home!

There you are! There you are,
my little cubs.

I missed you too. Take my hand.

Elliot, every time
I turn my back, you grow.

- How is that possible?
- Leave your father some room.

You'll topple him over.

- And I missed you.
- Me too.

I'll be on my way,
Eleanor.

Thank you, Lucy.

John!

Welcome home, Mr. Roosevelt.

Ms. Mercer.

John.
Children, follow me.

He wants us here so bad.

Hmm.

"Dear Franklin,
as I lay in bed, awake at night,

I wonder if you
are thinking of me.

I see the stars
outside my window,

and in them trace our names
with my finger.

They harmonize well together.

I love you, your dearest Lucy."

"Every day of missing you

convinces me
that our love is true."

"I dream of starting
our new life together."

Eleanor?

What's the matter?

Lucy!

My Lucy?

Of all the women in the world,
you sleep with...

Why would you
sleep with my Lucy?

- Let me explain.
- I thought a man was supposed to

sleep with his own secretary,
not with his wife's!

It was a mistake. A-A fantasy.

I thought what
we had was special.

It is.

Well, then why?

I-I...

I don't know. I...

I-I felt lonely.

No.

Lonely?

But...

I thought we had
a future together!

But you two have been
plotting and planning!

Why?

I'm so sorry, Eleanor. I...

While I was pregnant
and nursing.

And bearing your children!

All you could think of was
running away with Lucy Mercer!

Who else knows?

What does it matter?

Who else knows, Franklin?
Who knows?

Louis, Steve Early, Mother.

Louis.

Louis! And your mother!

There's never been
a divorce

in the Roosevelt family.

And that's not going
to change now.

It had been going on for years.

Everyone knew.

You knew.

Eleanor. When you marry a man,

you can't be surprised
when he...

acts like a man.

And, when you marry
a capable woman,

you can't be surprised
when she acts like herself.

It's no use, Mother.

Eleanor has made her decision.

Hmm.

If you file for divorce,

I will cut you both off
without a cent.

No house,
not your rooms here. Nothing.

Now, you will stay married.

And I will even, um...

not only support you,

but pay an additional allowance

for the pain
that you are suffering.

I would rather earn my own money
and keep my dignity.

If you get a divorce,
you will do neither.

The scandal will be too great
to overcome.

For both of you.

I know that I'm experiencing

a disappointment
like I've never felt before.

But I'm sure
that it can't possibly compare

to the pain
that you're experiencing.

You have my sympathy, darling.

However...

you will stay married.

You will be supported
as you are now.

And that's all I have to say.

Excuse me.

I am sorry. I never thought
it would come to this.

I will require two things.

Anything. My life on it.

You will never have contact

with Lucy Mercer ever again.

And we will never...

sleep in the same bed
from this day forward.

What is a marriage
without sharing a bed?

We have the rest of our lives
to find out.

Now, for the war in Afghanistan.

The new US commander there
believes that to win,

he'll need a bigger Afghan army

and billions
in additional funding.

An American buildup
is already underway

with 17,000 new troops...

- Hey.
- Hey.

By year's end,
US forces will total 68,000...

This war's really happening.

Could you imagine
if they brought back the draft?

Yeah, for sure.

I also hit the Power ball today.

We're millionaires now!

Yeah.
Yeah, that's really something.

Didn't hear a word I said,
did you?

My bad. You know,

we spent seven hours today

debating if it's important
that poor, Black and brown kids

have access
to clean drinking water.

Uh, it's fucking ridiculous.

Here's a thought. How about you

put politics on pause for now
and maybe do something

that doesn't make you
such an Eeyore all the time?

I'm not being
a fucking Eeyore, all right?

I care about my job...

Negro, please. You're consumed.

I-I can't...
I can't do this again, Mich.

I can't... I'm too tired.

Exactly my point. Okay? You're
using up all your energy on...

What is it you want me to do?
You want me to resign...

- Forget it.
- ...and take up some, what?

Some bullshit, corporate,
lawyer job like you?

Because I'm pretty sure
you're miserable.

At least my job pays the bills.
Our bills.

We actually get
something out of it

instead of banging my head
against a wall,

telling myself that
I'm making a difference

when I'm really not.

Sasha.

I'll get her.

I'ma sleep
in the girls' room tonight.

Fine by me.

She won't stop crying.

Why won't she stop crying?

Oh, she's burning up.
And her feet are cold.

- I called the pediatrician.
- We can't wait.

We have to go to the hospital.
I'm gonna call my mom.

All right, go.
Go, go, go.

Hello, I'm Michelle Obama.

My pediatrician, Dr. Morrison,
said to come here?

Just a second, ma'am.

- Excuse me?
- Wait just one second, ma'am.

- Mrs. Obama, follow me.
- Thank you.

What's taking them so long?

The important thing

is that they rule out
bacterial meningitis.

It's a spinal tap, Barack.
On a three-month-old.

I know what it is. The man...

Can't they hurry up already?

Mich, she's getting
the best care in the city.

Last time I was here,
my daddy was dying.

I know.
Look, she's gonna be all right.

I need a minute.

Hey, Mommy.

Still hasn't woken up yet?

Still looking handsome, Daddy.

I wish you could have seen
him when I first met him.

Juneteenth barbecue

at your auntie Caroline's.

In walks this

beautiful, brown-skinned man

in a bright teal shirt.

I said, "Who is that man?"

You auntie looked at me, said,

"Girl, if you talkin'
about Fraser Robinson..."

"You better get in
that long line."

It was just a few seconds later,

but I see your daddy
looking at me.

Hadn't even gotten a drink yet,

but there he goes,

making a straight beeline
to talk to me.

Well, he knew a real lady
when he saw one.

Mr. and Mrs. Obama?

The doctor's right this way.

Mr. and Mrs. Obama?
I'm Dr. Byrne.

We've done all the tests,

and Sasha has
bacterial meningitis.

We've put her on ampicillin

and gentamicin, two antibiotics.

We're confident
she's going to recover.

Can we go in?

The nurse will let you know
when it's okay to go in.

Hi.

- She'll be all right.
- Yeah.

In January 1919,

two months after
the Great War ended,

delegates of the Allied Powers
arrived in Paris

for the conference to agree
on terms of peace

for defeated Germany.

Sentiment across
the board demanded guarantees

that no war of such magnitude
could ever happen again.

Thank you, Arthur.
It's good to be home.

- Welcome home, sir.
- Hello, Arthur.

Welcome home, ma'am.

You think the children are up?

Oh, I hope not
at this late hour.

They're home,
they're home! Daddy!

- Oh, look at that.
- James. Anna.

- We stayed up for you.
- Tell us about France!

- Did you get shot at?
- Did you see dead bodies?

No, we're fine.
We're just a bit tired.

We were not shot at,
nor did we see any dead bodies.

But we did see
some very dramatic sights.

Did Lucy go with you?

No, children,
she did not go with us.

- Mother!
- Welcome home, darling.

I'm so glad you're here.

Hello, Eleanor.

You must be starved
after your long journey.

I... I've made a roast for you.

- Thank you.
- If the war is over,

why'd you have to go all the way
to some country

we don't even live in,
to see where the war was?

Because it's part of my job as
Assistant Secretary to the Navy.

All right, children.
Now it's time for bed.

- Come along.
- Good night.

If you don't mind,
I'm going to head to bed myself.

Oh, I hope not.

I planned dinner
for the three of us.

Mmm.

Delicious, Mother.

I'm so glad
you enjoyed it, dear.

- You spoil me.
- You deserve to be spoilt.

Well, was it, um,
frightfully cold in Paris?

- Yes, it was very...
- Nothing we couldn't handle.

...bitter.

We've all had to endure
hard winters before.

Oh, I remember
the blizzard of '88.

The snow coming down,

it just made the city so quiet.

Rather like this dinner,
I should say.

- I'm sorry, Mother.
- I'm sorry, Mother...

Just a bit tired is all.

I think the trip went very well.

They didn't permit
women to attend.

No, no. That was unfortunate.

Did you know, that almost
two million French soldiers

were killed in the war?

How dreadful.

Two million.

I do wish I had had the chance
to serve. Formally.

Nonsense! You did serve.
You are serving.

You have too bright
a political future

to risk losing your legs,
have them blown off, or worse.

Still, I had planned
to return to Europe

as lieutenant commander
next month.

And my political future
would have been brighter sooner

had I had the opportunity
to serve in combat

before this wretched thing
was over.

What a pity
the war didn't drag on

to give you a leg up
in your next political endeavor.

Eleanor!
Franklin doesn't need a leg up.

He's a Roosevelt.

Well...
I think I will retire.

- Mother...
- Excuse me.

Thank you for taking
such good care of the children.

It's a pleasure.

Good night, Eleanor.
Good night, dear.

Good night, Sara.

She's right, you know?

The name Roosevelt
does open doors.

Yes, it does.

I am a Roosevelt.

You most certainly are.

I should use it.

To further the causes
that I believe in.

I think you should.

People have always
taken great comfort

in your strength
and your convictions.

I know I have.

I know I do.

Thank you.

It's two 2:00 a.m.
in Paris.

Good night.

Good night, Eleanor.

Hmm.

Good night.

- Polo!
- You cheated!

- He's cheating! He's cheating!
- Marco!

- Polo!
- Polo!

- Polo!
- Marco!

- Polo!
- Polo!

- Go for him!
- If you can cheat, I can cheat!

Marco!

Polo! Your eyes are open.
You're cheating.

Boys, time for dinner.

Boys!

Mike? Steve, Jack.

Get your butts inside now,
or you can go to bed hungry.

Clean up your messes
and put your pets away.

Steven, put that alligator
back in its cage.

After I poo!

That lizard will escape
if it has to wait that long.

I'll get it, Clara.

I've done it
every night this week.

I don't know why tonight
should be any different.

Lord... those teeth.

Why I ever
agreed to this...

Come on, Pickles.

Time for bed.

Come on. Oh, no!

No, no, no! No! No!

I guess alligators don't
like bedtime either.

Steven!

Jerry!

Mr. Ford is still
on his work call.

Of course he is.

That's right.

You can't escape from me,
you little...

Oh, Clara, it's gotten so big.

Let me help.

Oh, don't ever have children,
Clara. Just don't do it.

I've got my hands
full with yours.

Just please never leave me.

- Oh, God!
- I'm not going anywhere.

Mom! Mommy,
there's a fire in the house!

- The cake!
- Come on!

Mommy! Mommy!

Shit. Get back. Get back,
get back, get back.

Oh, we need some air in here.

Jerry!

Jerry!

Michael, don't touch it.

It's stuck!

Daddy!

No, Mom, it's painted shut!

Mom!

Mother! Watch out, Michael.

- Mommy!
- You okay?

Yeah, I'm okay,
sweetheart. I'm okay.

- Boys, help Clara.
- Okay, I'll clean. Okay, okay.

Okay, watch your step.
Help me clean up the glass.

My goodness.

Ooh!

How quickly
does this work? Thank you.

I have important plans,

and it's such a busy time
of year for me.

Yes, my wife started spring
cleaning herself this week.

- Hmm.
- I'm gonna also prescribe

a painkiller.

I can call Jerry
and discuss it with him.

- Oh, that won't be necessary.
- Very well.

You can fill
the Darvon downstairs.

Take it every four hours
around the clock.

Okay. What about alcohol?

I have to attend
so many congressional events.

I occasionally enjoy
a glass of wine.

Don't worry, Mrs. Ford.

Alcohol and medications

are two very different things

with no relation to one another.

Enjoy away.

Thank you, Doctor.

But did you see it?

Or weekends. Forget about it.

I've heard that's terrible.

How about we switch?

I'll do the dishes.

And you can go talk to them.

Thank you, Ma'am.
But I'd rather do the dishes.

No. Now, look.
That's a single crotchet

but I'm pulling the needle
through twice.

I heard they're crocheting
bikinis now.

- What?
- Oh, that's just silly.

Yeah. Sounds itchy
if you ask me.

Who do you know
wears a crotchet bikini?

What about this?

- Who brought that in?
- Betty?

Oh, surely I can't be
the only one reading it.

- Well, I am not.
- I don't wanna know.

- I know all about this book.
- Do you?

Yeah, this is a hysterical Jew

threatening our Christian
way of life.

So, you actually read it, Lilly.

No! No. I... I didn't
read it. I...

Those feminists are...
They're threatened by us.

Yes, they are. They are. And I
happen to like housekeeping.

- I... I find it calming.
- That's fine.

But what if
we want to pursue creative

or intellectual activities?

Oh, well, who takes care
of the children

while we're all becoming
self-actualized?

I was going to be
a dancer once...

- Oh!
- ...with Martha Graham

in New York,
and sometimes I wonder

what I would've become
if I hadn't given it up.

You'd be unemployed
and way too old.

I'm sorry. It's true.

That's so mean!

And now you're married
to a handsome congressman

with four lovely kids
and full-time help.

Why would we want to get jobs?

That would just upset
the whole apple cart.

The last thing I want

is my husband washing my clothes

and making me dinner.
Can you imagine?

That would be awful.

It's okay, Carol.

It won't bite.
Borrow it if you like.

Carol!

I just wanted to see
what she looked like.

Oh, really?
Oh, don't bother.

Take it home, Carol.

She's embarrassed.

No wonder she's a feminist.

I want you
to ask yourself one question.

"Will I ever be great enough
to have interesting memories?"

Being a dancer may make it so,

but not all of you are dancers.

Places! Let's begin!

Mrs. Ford, do you need anything?

No, thank you, Clara.

Come sit.
You've been working all day.

- Oh, I'm not quite finished.
- No, please. Come sit with me.

I'll do the rest.

- Some tea?
- No. I'm good with this.

Okay.

Thank you, Clara.

Do you miss it?

Hmm?

Your life as a dancer.

Clara!

Oh, that was a lifetime ago.

Oh, I... mmm, loved it,

the way the music
just took me away.

Living in New York City.

Oh! I don't know. I...

Oh, I really thought

I was going to
do something with my life.

Maybe we all
thought that once.

- It's been a very long day.
- Mm-hmm.

And I can see
that pain is acting up again.

Good night, Mrs. Ford.

Good night, Clara.
Thank you again.

- I'll see you tomorrow.
- Okay.

Mom just made some chicken.

- Oh, really? I am starving.
- Mm-hmm.

Huh?

Hello, munchkin.

Munchkin.

Sweetie pie.

Well, they get good hospital
coffee. No, I mean seriously...

Excuse me. Pardon me.

I'm looking for a nurse
named Judith Olstrom.

She gave my baby excellent care
here a few days ago.

My husband and I just wanted
to show our appreciation.

Nothing but the best for all of
our patients here at UChicago.

I don't think that's true.

We're actually one of
the highest-ranked hospitals

in the country based in
a low-income community, so...

My daughter received good care

because I'm
an Ivy-league educated lawyer

with good insurance

trained to navigate through
a tangle of red tape.

It's not like that
for most folks around here.

Look around.

Well, I'm
the reception will have...

Folks who look just like me.

I've seen it with my own eyes.

I've been here under
different circumstances

with my own dad
who was dying from MS.

And still couldn't see a doctor
for five hours.

I think you can do way better.

Way better? Really?

What's your name?

Michelle Obama.

Michelle, may I have
five minutes of your time,

please, while we're
waiting for the nurse?

Hey, honey!

There's my baby.
Hi, munchkin.

Hi, my boo-boo.

So, I have some news.

- Are you pregnant?
- No.

If so, I hope it's another girl.

Please.

Uh-uh. Also,
when could that have happened?

I got a job.

Wha... Oh, all right. That... I...

I didn't even
realize you were looking.

I wasn't. Uh, the job
kind of just fell in my lap.

I went to go drop off
those flowers for nurse Judith

and sort of told off the CEO

and head lawyer
for the hospital.

- You what?
- No, listen.

I didn't know who they were.

Anyway, they offered me a job

to help them better serve
the South Side,

so, now I get to
make a difference.

Wow. I mean, look at you.

- Yes!
- You're...

- Are you feeling all right?
- Oh, please. Very funny.

But it reminded me of why you're
so passionate about politics.

Mm-mmm, we are celebrating you.

Congratulations.

This is amazing.
Whoa, look at you.

Would ya look at...
Mmm. Yeah, Mama!

Mmm, you still got it.

Mmm. Never lost it.

- What?
- I never lost it.

Mama got a job, munchkin.

All right.

Oh!

I got moves.

Let's get it crunk up on

Have fun up on
Up in this dancery...

- Are you out of your mind?
- No.

- Are you cooking tonight?
- No, absolutely not.

- Hello, hello, hello!
- Ah, Barack.

How you doing? Hey, babe.

Now, look,
I gotta steal her away.

Oh, steal away
but first admire her handiwork.

Oh, look.
Hey, it's a revolution!

Okay.

- I'm taking you dancing.
- Good night, guys.

- You know I love this dress.
- Thank you.

Mmm. Mmm!

Ladies!

Ladies!

Ladies! Ladies! Ladies!

We have a very special
guest lecturer tonight.

She is a member of the
Women's Trade Union League...

- Aw.
- ...the League of Woman Voters.

Eleanor Roosevelt.

Good evening. Hello. Hello.

Oh, thank you so much
for having me to your...

Sapphist salon!

Well.  Yes.

Well, I went to a girls' school

when I was younger, in England,

and to this day,
it still remains

one of the happiest and
most formative times of my life.

Well,
it is groups like yours,

engaged, thinking,
intelligent women

who will assure that women's
voices everywhere are heard.

So you're gonna infiltrate

the governor's mansion
with our message.

Well, I don't need to
infiltrate anything.

I'm already there.

But you know,

we must not only advocate
for our rights

but the rights and safety
of the citizens of the world.

Women, children, men,
all living beings.

- Human rights. Human.
- Yes, human rights, Esther.

It's not gonna be easy

when half the world is hell-bent
on starting another war.

Well, there are
just as many people

hell-bent on building
relationships between countries.

Ending isolationism,

replacing it with one-world

or something akin to
a league of nations.

We have had the vote now
for nine years

and there are so many women

who are not exercising
that right.

Uh, worse, they are voting

the way their husbands would
have them vote.

But we must encourage them
to find their own voices

and most importantly,
to become politically active.

Yes! Yes!

The whole damn world
would be much better off

if the queers
were running things.

Don't mind my associate,
Eleanor.

I can't control her.

Ladies, ladies,
we have a buffet for all of you.

And um, who wants a drink?

Lorena Hickok, Associated Press.

Yes, I gathered. Hick.
I've read many of your articles.

- Thank you.
- Your campaign coverage

was wonderful,
excellent in fact.

You have such an original voice.

Oh, you've been known
to speak your mind as well.

Yes, I've become
quite a liability it seems.

I like that in a woman.

Mrs. Roosevelt, would you care
to come have a bite to eat?

Oh, uh, yes.
Thank you very much.

But you're right, you know.

The fight for internationalism
is not going to be an easy one.

No, but I like friction.

No conflict,
no interest.

I blame journalism

and my unfortunate childhood.

Well, yes.

Well, it must be
terribly interesting

to write stories,
news stories for the masses.

Always something new
and interesting to learn about.

Or someone.

Hick, give me a light,
would you?

Unice hid the matches
on me again.

I haven't got mine.

Gail Horn,
tell me you have matches

before I go into
tobacco withdrawals.

- Come, come.
- I don't believe

I've ever seen a woman
smoke a pipe before.

Well, it's 1929.

Women are doing
all kinds of things.

They certainly are.

Let's see what it says.

Oh, look at this bowl...

What are you doing on the floor?

I was thinking about the world.

And I'm not on the floor,
I'm on the stair.

Thought I was having
some strange dream.

Why have you got your overcoat?
Where are you going?

I'm not going anywhere.
I just got in.

And I was taking a moment

to savor
a very stimulating evening.

Hmm. Dare I ask?

I was at Esther Lape
and Elizabeth Read's

women's salon on 11th Street.

For God's sakes.
All the way down in the Village?

They have the most
remarkable group of friends.

Were you aware
that women smoke pipes?

I was not.

As if it were the most
natural thing in the world.

They were all so singular.

You know,
it is a miraculous thing.

Women have conformed
to societal norms for so long.

- I certainly have.
- Hmm.

Should we listen
to some music, Franklin?

- It's half 10:00.
- Ah.

Ah, it's a fine time
for Duke Ellington.

Here.

Eleanor, I admire
your enthusiasm.

It's what keeps me
thriving and able.

But your associations,
your actions, they matter now.

Yes. And I shall use them
for the greater good.

You are aware
that you are married

to the governor of
the great state of New York?

And you are the husband
of a woman

who has a mind and a life
of her own, Franklin.

I have my own interests.

Just like you have yours.

Thank you.

Together but separate
is how we'll be.

It's how we already are.

I have no intention
of embarrassing you

and I hope
you won't embarrass me.

Right.

Cheers.

Good night, Eleanor.

You look lovely.

- Hi, Dad.
- Hey, champ.

Did you guys
win the game this week?

I didn't score but we won.

As long as you play,
you're part of the winning team.

Where are you, Dad?

Midland, Michigan, Steven.

Home of
the Dow Chemical Company.

Okay.

Brown Sugar's pregnant, Dad.

Now hold on.
Isn't Brown Sugar a boy?

I don't know.
Mom, is Brown Sugar a boy?

No.

- Hi, Daddy.
- How's my little girl doing?

Fine. Me and Clara made fudge.

Oh, boy. I love you, sweetie.

It's me, Jerry.

Well, I love you too, sweetie.

See you Saturday.

All right, bye-bye.

You and the family

get out to Vail
for the holidays?

No, we skipped it this year.

Jerry had to work, so...

Well, your range of motion
hasn't improved

as much as I hoped it would
over the last few months.

The only time I'm not in pain
is when I'm asleep.

- If I sleep.
- How long's sleep been an issue?

Since I got married
and had children.

Do you have children,
Dr. McCarten?

I, um... Let's do this.

Let's get you
some mild sleeping pills.

And I think I'd like to
up the Darvon a notch or two,

so we can get
that pain knocked out.

And finally...

a small amount of Valium

should help
with your day-to-day stress.

Um, say hi to Jerry for me.

Clara!

Clara?

Oh, goddamn it.

Clara! Clara!

Nice.

Very nice.

Most of you
have a lot of work to do.

That's enough for today.

You impressed me today,
Betty Bloomer.

You work hard
and you have ability.

The trouble is
everyone here has ability.

A dancer needs confidence,
self-esteem.

Do you have those?

Mmm.

Cheers.

Stop! Why would a dancer treat
her body with such disdain?

You will do it again.
And then again.

And again. And again.

Uh.

Mom, I'm hungry.

Is Clara here?
Can I have a sandwich?

- Close the door.
- I know.

Are you sleeping?

No. No, honey. I'm just...
Just resting.

Mom, I've got
some friends coming over later.

No, Michael. Not today.

But you said yes earlier.
I already invited them over.

Hey! These are mine.

Do you want to play
Barrel of Monkeys with me?

No, sweetie. Not now.

Steven, turn the music down.

S... Steven!

Steven! Open the door!

Open the door!

Steven!

Mommy?

Go... Go...
Go pack your things, Susan.

Go on.

Susan! Susan!

Come on. Let's go, Susan.

Come on. Let's go.

Come on.

Mom. Mom, what's happening?

I'm taking Susan to the beach.

Are you sure that's a good idea?

- Mom, what's going on?
- What if we just wait

- till Dad comes home?
- Mom, what's wrong? Mom?

Wait for Dad to get home!

- Mom. Mom.
- It'll be okay. I promise.

- If this is about the music...
- Oh, please.

...we can turn it down.
We'll clean the house.

We can do whatever you like.

Mom, please don't do this.

- Mom, please don't do this.
- Michael, let go of the door!

Where are the keys?
Did you take the keys?

Michael, did you take them?

Did you take them?
Where did you put them?

What is... Clara.
Did you call Clara?

- Mrs. Ford.
- What did you do?

I'm here, Mrs. Ford.

I came right back
as soon as you needed me.

Are you okay, Mrs. Ford?

I don't...
I don't... I don't...

Mrs. Ford, I'm here.

Oh, my... What did you do?
What did you do?

Clara, I'll take care of it.

- Betty.
- Mom.

Michael, take care
of your brother and sister.

Children, come here.
I know you're scared.

Your mom loves you all
very much.

And, uh, she's just
very, very tired.

She's gonna get help
from a doctor

and he's gonna
help her get better.

You okay, Michael?

You did good.

Jerry.

Please tell the children
that I'm sorry.

I will, Mother.
You sleep now, okay?

I love you.

You've all auditioned very well

and I'm appreciative
of your efforts.

I'm sorry to say,
none of you are great,

but some of you do show promise.

Meg, you're in.

Elizabeth, you're in.

Callie, you're cut.

Helen, in.

Betty, you're out.

If you can care for yourself,

maybe you can come back
and try again.

Trudy, you're in.
Jennifer, in. Natalie, in.