All language subtitles for Raising.Helen.2004.1080p.WEBRip.x264-RARBG2_English

♪ ("Stand Back" by Joan Osborne) ♪

♪ I need a Ken doll pilot ♪
♪ with a sexy smile ♪

♪ And a flying limousine ♪

♪ To pick me up, ♪
♪ go the extra mile ♪

♪ And deliver me to the scene ♪

♪ I need five more hours ♪
♪ in the average day ♪

♪ One to get the work done, ♪
♪ four to play ♪

♪ Be a devil and angel ♪
♪ You know what I mean? ♪

♪ Stand back ♪

♪ Out of my way ♪

♪ Stand back ♪

♪ You're crowding my day ♪

♪ No time for good manners ♪

♪ Do what I say ♪

♪ If you're not here to help ♪

♪ Then you're just in the way ♪

♪ The road is littered ♪
♪ with the faint of heart, ♪

♪ The fools who fell ♪
♪ from stress ♪

♪ It's a fact of life ♪
♪ that you can't catch up ♪

♪ Better learn how ♪
♪ to love the mess ♪

♪ So I'll just kick back, ♪
♪ ignore the noise, ♪

♪ Have my way ♪
♪ with the pretty boys, ♪

♪ What I dream at night ♪
♪ don't even try to guess ♪

♪ Stand back ♪
♪ Stand back ♪

♪ Out of my way ♪

♪ Stand back ♪
♪ Stand back ♪

♪ You're crowding my day ♪

♪ Now this is my time ♪
♪ to step up to the mike ♪

♪ Like rock 'n' roll lightning ♪

♪ I'm ready to strike ♪

♪ Stand back ♪
♪ Stand back ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Stand back ♪
♪ Stand back ♪

♪ Stand back ♪

(doorman) What do we got here?
One, two, three, four.

Four beautiful ladies.
Come on.

Caesar, let 'em in.

Nice. Not you. Too random.

Hey, Tinka.
What are you doing?

I'm waiting for you.
Oh, no. You can't
become a supermodel

waiting in the middle
of a line. Follow me.

Evening, Jimmy.
This is Tinka.
She's with you?

Are you kidding?
I'm with her.

She's the next big thing.
Look at her.

Well, that may be,
but she's not on the list.

Oh, let me see that.

Look at that.
She is now, stud.

Come on.
Let 'em in.

(Tinka) So, that's
how it works.
(girl) Who was she?

(girl)
Hey, what about us, stud?

(man) We've been waiting
for an hour.

♪ ("If You Walk Away" by FeFe Dobson) ♪

♪ The books I've read ♪

♪ And this heart of mine ♪

♪ I've booked ahead ♪
♪ to the other side ♪

Hey, Rufus.

Hey.
What's happening?

That's what's happening.
Who is she?

Close your mouth, Rufus.
It's Tinka.

Everybody knows Tinka.

(Rufus) Well, I'll give her
a shout out.

(over PA) Hey, that girl
on stage with the serious moves
is Tinka.

(woman) Dominique Modeling
Agency. Good morning.

No, Caitlin's not in this early.

I'll connect you
to her voice mail.

Hey, Lacey.
Good morning.

Good morning.
Two calls from Paris,

one from Milan, and both need
you to call back right now.

Ouch! Come here, Shelby.
Sweetie, don't kick Mommy.

Lacey. You brought Shelby again.
Dominique's gonna kill you.

She's getting picked up
at 7:30. Shh!
Watch out.

Sweetie,
you want to color?
Yeah, with markers.

(phone rings)

(Lacey) Dominique Modeling
Agency. Good morning.

OK, you can send
your picture and résumé.

Thank you.
(phone rings)

Dominique Modeling Agency.
Good morning.

No, Dominique's not in yet.

Can I give you her assistant
Helen? Thank you.

Hello, it's Helen. Hi.

Bonjour, Didier.
Non, non, uh...

OK, Jean Paul, so let's
go over who you booked
for that shoot again.

Yeah, just to be sure.
Varusha, Segrid Olafsson,

Malak, Tinka...

Tinka?

I don't have a Tinka.
Who is Tinka?

Morning, Lacey.

Is that the new one?
Let me see.

(man) Dominique's here.

You smell funny.
What is it? Baby powder?

You need to sign these,
please.
Who are you?

Mary. I'm the new intern.

Hope you're here long enough
for me to remember your name.

Du kannst den Fotografen
nicht warten lassen.

Dominiques Modelle
kommen nie zu spät.
Shh, shh!

Dominique? Dominique, here are
the gentlemen for the Lola ad.

(Dominique) Hm.
"Every man."

Well, they're not every man.
Do better.

I demand to have her first.
Let me speak to Dominique
right now.

I need the list
for the shoot. Yes.

Oh, you've heard about Tinka,
have you?

Well, if you want her,
she's gonna cost you double,
you know?

She's very popular.
(whispering) Who's Tinka?

Good. We got a deal. Bye.

I love new clients.

Thank you.

Caitlin.

No, no. He looks like a model.
No, he's just too beautiful.

We need a, you know, everyman.
A bloke.

A really, you know,
nice...
Dominique.

You see. That's a bloke.

Excuse me.
You with the water.
What's your name?

Gary Hagelnick.

Um... Cia.

Would you photograph him,
please?

Vieni qua, facciamolo.

I don't do naked...
any more.
Scusa.

(Dominique)
Take some test shots.
I think he's our Lola guy.

Lindsay's going to love it.
I'm so late.

Listen, have fun
with your sisters tonight.
Mm-hmm.

I'll call you
on my way back.
OK.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday, dear Mom ♪

(doorbell)

Aunt Helen's here!

Aunt Helen's here!

Hang on. Hang on.

Hi. How are you?

Oh, I'm so glad
you're here.
Happy birthday.

And you smell good.
Thanks. Here.

Hey, Aunt Helen.
Yah! Oh!

(boy) Dad, are you really
taking Mom to Atlantic City?

Yes, I am.
Aunt Helen,
look what I got.

Your first fake ID.
Congratulations,
"Mrs. Gonzales"?

It's the only name they had.

(boy) I'm gonna show her
my new turtle.

Hey-ho.
(everyone cheers)

Sorry I'm late.
I've just been working my...

And what were you two...?
(Helen) Oh, nothing.

Nothing.
Talking? Talking?

Just girl talk.
No, no. Just catching up.

Do you want something to eat?
Are you hungry?

No. I'm fine. I ate.
I can make it up.

I am stuffed.
I ate an apple
on the way here.

Sorry, Jenny.

OK. So. And...

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

OK, make a wish, honey.

(everyone cheers)

See, they couldn't put
all the candles on there

or else the smoke alarm
would go off.

I love this. Thank you.

You're welcome.

OK. Who's this?
This is Jenny?
Yes.

And I wonder what it is.
It must be...

(both) Potpourri.

No. You're all wrong.

It's not potpourri. It's a
make-your-own potpourri kit.

Oh, it's great. I love it.
Thank you so much.

Who's next?
Oh, me, me, me, me, me.

Me, me, me, me, me.
Oh, yay. Oh, yay.
Oh, yay.

"Lindsay, just remember...

you're never too old to dance
around in your underwear."

No way.

Oh. Oh, my gosh.
Oh, my gosh. Look.

Oh, no. Devo.

Oh! You got the hats!
Where did you find these?

I couldn't believe it.
On line.

Of all places.
Bored at work.

Remember this?
Yeah. I do.

I remember you kinda
looked like fire hydrants.

Remember the moves?
Do I remember the moves?

Just see if you can keep up.
Come on.

♪ ("Whip It" by Devo) ♪

♪ Crack that whip ♪

♪ Give the past the slip ♪

♪ Step on a crack ♪

Come on, honey.
Oh, no, no, no.
Oh, look at you go.

Let's whip it good.
Oh, gosh, no.

(both) When a problem comes
along, you must whip it

♪ If the cream sits out ♪
♪ too long, you must whip it ♪

♪ When something's going wrong ♪

(both)
♪ You must whip it ♪

♪ Now whip it ♪
♪ Into shape ♪

♪ It's not too late ♪

♪ To whip it ♪

♪ Whip it good ♪

♪ When a good time turns around ♪
♪ You must whip it ♪

♪ You will never live it down ♪
♪ Unless you whip it ♪

♪ No one gets their way ♪

Good shot, Mom.
Good shot, Mom.

OK, step out.
Holy Toledo. Huh?

What is going on?

Jen, our little sister
has grown up

and turned into
a dance-club tramp.

Please. You should talk.
You had your fun.

Yeah. That was fun,

but I was never a size two,
you traitor.

Hey, we would have won
if we'd played horse.

(Lindsay) Audrey, Henry,
no video games
until you clean up the den.

(Audrey and Henry) Mom!
(whinnies like a horse)

Oh, honey.
(girl) Night, Mom.
Night, Dad.

(Dad) Buddy, you're looking
good out there.

Thanks, Dad. The coach said
I can play in every game.

That's great.
(boy) Good night, everybody.

No, the birthday girl
should not be doing the dishes.

I agree.
Yeah.

I'll go change my shirt
and I'll come back
and take over.

OK?
OK.

You guys are such
a Pottery Barn catalogue.

How did that happen?
Whoo!

It's like they've never
seen a dress before.

Um... They just haven't seen
half of a dress.

You know what you were saying

about the Pottery Barn
catalogue?

You know how you get there?
You meet the nice guy,

you get married,
and you get to experience...

(both) The miracle of life.

(both laugh)

Oh. Oh.
Oops.

Well, I don't know
why I bother talking
to you two.

Oh, no, no. Hello in there.

Will I be seeing you
in four months?

Yes, I will.
I hope you like potpourri.

Yes, I do. And I hope you
like Tupperware parties.

And lots of flowers.
Lots of...

It's true as well.
I do, I love 'em.

I love flowers.

♪ I wanna feel what love is ♪

♪ I wanna know ♪

♪ And I want you to show me ♪

♪ I wanna feel it, ♪
♪ I wanna feel what love is ♪

(boy) ♪ I wanna feel what love is ♪
(Helen) Ooh, baby.

(compère) Thank you, guys.

All right, all right.
Thank you. That was great.

Helen and Devon.
That's enough.

Keep it down, I got neighbors.

I don't know any of them,
but I got them.

What are you wearing?
I don't know.
Whatever they put on me.

You took these
from the photo shoot?

You know you're not supposed
to take the clothes you model.

Oh, right. So I guess
I should take 'em off.

I'll help you.

(popping sounds)

What is this?
Oh, bubble wrap.

(Helen laughs)

The photographer wanted me
to look more buff.

Ooh.
You like that?

(pops bubble wrap)

Hey.
Mm.

(lots of popping sounds)

♪ ("Extraordinary" by Liz Phair) ♪

♪ If you ever get to know me ♪

♪ I am extraordinary ♪

All set, Ms. Rosenthal.
Oh, finally.

Come on in.
Thank you for waiting.

Any minute. Any minute.

Christopher, don't make me
call for a pizza.
Any minute.

(Caitlin) Hey.
(Helen) Hi, hi.

Hi.
How are you?

Hi. What is this?
Sunday brunch gridlock?

Oh, I know. They just
keep on telling us,

"Any minute now,"
like it's a mantra.

Can we wait like normal,
patient adults?

(all) No.
Christopher. Hi.

You're among friends.
(phone rings)

I would like a Bellini,
please.
Bellini.

(Caitlin) Ooh, yes.
Bellini.
Bellini. Bellini.

It's my sister.

Jenny, can I call you back?

Jenny.
Acceptable guys
at 12 o'clock.

Jenny, slow down.
I can't hear you.

(male friend)
Are they looking at you or me?

What?

Oh, no.

Oh, no, Jenny.
Helen, what's the matter?

Look at Helen.
Jenny...

(female friend)
Helen, what happened?

Hello. What is it?
Honey, what happened?

(Helen, crying) What?
Are you sure?

Jumped the center divide
and he slammed into them.

They didn't have time to react.

That's what the police
think, anyway.
I'm sorry, Ed.

(woman) I remember when
they bought this house.

So what happens now
with the kids?

Oh, hey.
Do the kids have
any grandparents?

Yes. Paul's parents
came from Miami.

They just barely
made it today, so...

So sorry.

I'm so, so sorry
about your aunt and uncle.

Thank you.
Yeah, thank you.

Reverend Hallin
spoke so beautifully.

Thanks again, sweetie.

(rattling)

(sniffing)

I'm so sorry.

So sorry
for your loss, Jenny.
I know, sweetheart.

I know.

It smells like Mommy in here.

(Jenny) Guys.

A lot of people are waiting
to pay their respects.

I'm sure they'd appreciate it
if you all came downstairs.

We are gonna get through this.

All right?

Hey, do you mind going
to the market for me

and getting some blue
party napkins?

Now? I mean, can't we
use something else?

Helen.

I've planned the funeral
and I've...

I've made the food
and I've taken responsibility

for three very scared children.

All I'm asking you for
is four packages of blue,

three-ply dinner napkins
with a seashell design,

so that people don't remember
our sister and her husband

with paper toweling
on their l... on their laps.

All right.

(doorbell)

Terribly sorry.
Thank you.

Hi, I'm Wanda from next door.

If you need anything,
my phone number's
on the casserole.

Thank you.
And I'm Rudy
from across the street.

I also wanted
to pay my condolences.

Everyone loved Lindsay and Paul.

(doorbell)

(sighs)

(doorbell)

Ball goes up...
Oh, all right.

Come on through
and give your brother
a bounce pass.

There you go.
Get it up. Yes!

Very good. OK.
Now you give Sarah
a bounce pass.

Come on, Sarah.
Come on. Come on, sweetie.

(man) "Section 5."

"Custody and care of
the Davis children."

"An account and trust
has been set up
at Maplewood Savings Bank,

in the names of Audrey,
Henry and Sarah Davis."

"This bank also holds
the mortgage

on the Davis property
at 207, Oak Street."

Yes, Larry, and that mortgage
is quite large.

We do need to talk
about that also.

We will.

"With regard to custody
of Audrey, Henry and Sarah,

we hereby appoint
sole guardianship
of all three children,

imbuing her with all legal
rights and responsibilities

that guardianship entails,

to Helen Harris."

What?

What?
It's not a mistake.

I prepared this for them myself.

They were very clear.
Helen Harris.

Jenny should have them.

I... She's got kids. I...

She's got the mom haircut.
She's Supermom.

She left a letter for each of
you explaining her decision.

You know I handled
your mother's will.

Lindsay and Paul's
was equally specific.

Good Lord, Lindsay.

Can I read yours?

Helen.

Are there any contingencies?
Yes.

If Helen is either unable

or unwilling to care
for the children,

then you, Jenny,
are thusly appointed.

OK, finally, some reason.

Thank you.

God, why didn't you
start with that?

Can you imagine Helen
raising three kids?

(Helen clears throat)

When should I tell them?

As soon as possible.

Are you sure?
Yep.

But we all thought...

Nope.

It's gonna be hard
to take care of us
if you're dead too.

This?

Won't kill me for years.

Who's gonna take me to school?

I guess I am.

And make me chicken fingers?
Me.

And give me a bath?
Me.

And check my nose boogies
for infections?

We'll find someone else
to do that last thing.

Come here.

All we gotta do is
stick together.

Everything's gonna be OK.

Thanks for trying, Aunt Helen,
but it's not gonna be OK.

Come on, Sarah.
It's time for your bath.

Come on, Henry.

Good idea. Great.

Uh... You guys do that,

while Aunt Helen is gonna
go out and check the lawn.

Is Aunt Helen older
than you, Audrey?

(Audrey whispers)
Get farther down.

Is she playing
hide-and-go-seek?

(Audrey) I don't think so.

(Henry) We are in deep shit.

(Helen) I love New York pizza.

Aunt Helen, can we go
to the Statue of Liberty
tomorrow?

No, because we won't be here...

Where's Henry?
He said he'd be
right back.

I go to the bathroom
for five seconds,
and he's gone?

With mustard. Here it is.
I didn't want mustard.

You don't want mustard?
No.

All right. No mustard.

There he is.
Henry!

OK? Who's gonna
pay for this?
Aunt Helen.

You can't do that.
You can't just leave.

I hate pizza.
I wanted a hot dog.

Can you pay Aaron, please?
I'm Aaron.

Hi, Aaron. I like that
he's making new friends.

It's lovely.
(Aaron) Look me up!

The next time you want
something like a hot dog,
you tell me, OK?

And we'll all go together.
OK.

Where are we going
to dinner?
This is dinner.

(Sarah) Gee, Mommy
never let pizza be
our whole dinner.

(Henry) And Dad always said
not to eat and walk
at the same time.

(Audrey) Well, they're not
here to yell at us,
so it doesn't matter.

(Henry) How many beds do you
have in your apartment,
Aunt Helen?

(Sarah) Aunt Helen!
(Helen laughs)

Audrey, your knee.
Stop!

Hey, guys. Shh!

(lisps) I'm telling you,
if we don't go to sleep
right now,

Sleepless Sally
gets really upset

when the kids aren't
going to sleep.

Where's Sarah? Sarah?

I'm right down here.

Henry's feet stink. Phew!

(Henry) But I'm a man.
(Audrey) Give Aunt Helen
a whiff.

I don't want to smell your feet.

Ew! I can smell them
from here.
Ew!

Ew! Henry!
Oh, my goodness.

You need to wash your feet
not once a week.

(Henry) Good night, all.

Audrey, get out of the bathroom.

Fire! Fire!

Aunt Helen?
Hm?

Why are we going back?
This was great.

We should spend more time here.

More time?
Yeah.

We can move here.

We can't sleep every night
in a stinky-feet bed.

We'll move to another apartment.
It's a huge city.

You'll be closer to your job
and everything.

You love your job.
What about Henry and Sarah?

What about them?
They've got school.

They have friends.
You guys grew up
in that neighborhood.

That's why. It's a sad
neighborhood now.

Everywhere we go there,
we think of Mom and Dad.

The kids treat me
differently.
We will discuss this later.

Please think about it,
Aunt Helen.

OK, we got a train
to catch. Let's go.

(Helen) Henry, stop
brushing your teeth.

They're gonna fall out.

I can't get Hippo
in the bag.
Oh, give it to me.

OK.

There. He's in the bag.
Are you happy now?

(Helen) Henry!

Now, the only thing to do
would be to tell Aunt Jenny.

Thinking about it, Audrey.
I will think about it.

Tell her we voted.
I'll think about it,
Audrey.

I understand
the children's feelings,

but that's not
part of the plan.
That's your plan, Jenny.

All right, well,
what about the idea of not
selling Lindsay's house?

I know you guys offered
to pay the mortgage,
but it's enormous.

I spoke to the bank,
and the mortgage
is too much for us.

All right.
Besides being my idea,

what's wrong with moving
down the block?

I mean, I think the calm
of the familiar is better

than the overwhelming
hustle-bustle of the city.

Guys, can you please keep
the coloring on the eggs
and not each other?

Oh, no, no, no. No.

Jenny, Sarah thinks that
Hippo's parents are on vacation.

That they're coming back.

Henry walks around like a zombie
and draws skeletons.

Audrey is my only ally.
You really have to watch her.

Look, they're not happy.
And they've told me themselves.

They're not gonna be happy
anywhere right now.

OK, OK. Wait. Wait.
Let us talk for a minute.

Wait till you see what
the Easter Bunny brings.

He's gonna bring
lots more eggs.
The Easter Bunny's not coming.

The Easter Bunny joined 50 Cent.

(Audrey) Why are you
being a brat?
(Henry) You're a brat.

Helen is right.
A change might do them
some good.

And if it doesn't work out,
they can always move back here
to Jersey.

(Audrey) Ew, you got some
in my hair.

(Sarah) You know what?
You know what?
(Helen) Oh!

Oh, no.
You're not very good
at this, Aunt Helen.

Stop it!
Irwin's after ya!

Turtles carry...
carry diseases.
Stop it. Sarah, please.

We have to find an apartment.
We need to help Aunt Helen.

OK? By being quiet.

(smacks lips noisily)

(clicks tongue)

Stop it.

Stop.

(Helen clicks her pen)

(screams)

(Helen) No. Chelsea? No.

You know, I hear there's
some pretty decent stuff
in Queens.

No. We are not
bridge-and-tunnel people.

We are Manhattan people.

(gasps) Oh, wow.

Four bedrooms.
Close to Central Park.

The owner wants it rented
quickly, so he's asking

what is very reasonable
for a New York apartment.

Only nine thousand a month.

♪ ("Whose Life Am I In" by SHeDAISY) ♪

♪ I feel like an android ♪
♪ living in a Polaroid ♪

♪ Just another reject, ♪
♪ it gets a little seasick ♪

♪ Whose life am I in? ♪

♪ Feels like déjà vu, ♪
♪ don't know what to do ♪

♪ Point my finger to the sky ♪

♪ And finally ask ♪
♪ the question why ♪

♪ Whose life am I in? ♪

♪ Whose life am I in? ♪

♪ Whose life am I in? ♪

That's the girl looking at 4B.

One bathroom. That's it?
Yeah, well,

I'll put you on a waiting list
if a two opens up.

And look at this -
flower power, huh?

So I guess Audrey
can have the back room

and Henry and Sarah
can share the middle one

and I'll just sleep
on a pull-out couch.

Wow, graffiti.

Oh, sure, there's plenty of room
for a pull-out couch here.

Look, you got a nice view.

So, in the ad it said something
about a visual security system.

How does that work?
Oh, when somebody buzzes,

you stick your head out
the window and you look down.

That's the visual part.
And then you yell for them
to come up or not.

That's the security part.

Here's your keys.
Welcome to the Astoria Arms.

I am only available between
8:30 and nine in the morning

because I have a life.

So...

home!

(Sarah) Yay!

♪ ("Chori Chori Gori Se") ♪

(Jenny) I ordered the pizza.
It should be here
in 30 minutes.

(Ed) Yay!

Um...

Know what,
I bet this is lead paint.

Guys. Guys, guys.

Don't chew on the windowsills,
all right?

Yeah. Stick to the table legs,
like I taught you.

(Ed) OK, come on, guys.
Let's go, let's go.

Sometime today.
Into the bedroom.

This window is also
painted shut.

You know, I mean,
for 1200 a month,

you'd think you'd have
windows that open.

I want this bed.
Look, for the tenth time,

in the old house
I had this bed
and you had that bed.

But I want this bed.
That's it! Hippo goes
out the window.

Followed by Irwin!
(Jenny) Guys!

Stop fighting. He pinches her
all the time, and hard.

It's hard.
I know.

(sighs)

Thank you.

So, it's not that bad,
right, Jen?

No.

Hi.
I'm Nilma Prasad.
I live across the hall.

Here's some samosas
that we made for you.

Oh. So that would
make you my neighbor.

This is my neighbor,
my friendly neighbor, Jenny.

Nilma, I'm Helen.
No, I'm Nilma.

I'm Helen. That's Jenny.

I snagged this one in the
hallway, screaming.

It's OK, Flora.
Mr. Costello's deaf.
(Flora) I'm not.

(Nilma speaks Hindi)

So I see you have kids too,
so maybe a play date sometime?

Oh! Oh, my goodness,
that would be wonderful.

Oh, great.

I'm Jenny, Helen's sister.
Hello.

Can I ask you
a special favor?
Yes.

Helen is new at being a mom.
Uh-oh.

Exactly.
These aren't her kids?

Our sister passed.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
Bless her.

So, Nilma, if you could
from time to time...
Oh, absolutely.

And if they...
Which they will, no?

You could...
No problem.

That's all I'm asking.
OK, say no more, please.

Thank you so much.
OK, no problem.

Just mommy talk.
Oh, right.

So, Helen, where have you
decided to send the kids
to school?

Got it covered.

It's just middle school,

and you'll both have
to be separated,

all three of you.
(Sarah) No!

I know.
I vote against separation.

You know, maybe we should find
a school with less policemen
everywhere.

Audrey. Hi. Let's go.

Come on, guys. This cab's
gonna be about $100.

(boy) Oh, that girl is fine.
Hi. Yeah, she's pretty.

Nice, Audrey. Thanks for
making my life a lot easier.

(Audrey)
I don't like school, anyway.

I mean, I'll just drop out
and get a job.

(Sarah) I like school.
I wanna go to school.
I want to.

(Henry) Aunt Helen,
you promised you'd find us
a school.

(Helen) Oh, God, help me.

(church bell)

(Helen) Slow down. Stop.

That was fast. Kids.

Lisa, stop dragging
your sweater.

(children singing)

♪ This little light of mine ♪

♪ I'm gonna let it shine ♪

♪ Let it shine, let it shine ♪

♪ Let it shine ♪

♪ This little light of mine ♪

♪ I'm gonna let it shine ♪

♪ This little light of mine ♪

♪ I'm gonna let it shine ♪

♪ This little light of mine ♪

♪ I'm gonna let it shine ♪

♪ Let it shine, let it shine ♪

♪ Let it shine ♪

♪ Let it shine, let it shine ♪

♪ Let it shine ♪

♪ Let it shine ♪

♪ Let it shine ♪

♪ Let it shine ♪

I mean, Lutheranism
has been in our family

for as long as Lutheran people
have been around.

Being a Lutheran
is the greatest.
I mean, right, kids?

Hippo wants to be
a Lutheran, too.

Hippo is a Lutheran.

I knew that God told us
to move here

so that we could attend
your fine school.

A good, solid education
taught our Lutheran way
is the best way.

I mean, isn't that right,
Father?
Pastor.

Father Pastor.
Pastor Parker.

Right.

Thank you for that
fine testimonial.

Hallelujah.

Hallelujah.

Well. I'm just gonna need

the kids' transcripts and
blood tests, and they're in.

Blood tests?
Make sure they're
really Lutheran.

You'd be surprised how many
non-Lutherans try to sneak in.

I'm sure. Um, problem.

They're all hemophiliacs.
All three of them.

(whispering)
Can't take blood. Shh.

They're sensitive.
It's a joke.

Why would I joke
about hemophilia?

There's no blood test.
That's the joke.

Oh.

You don't have to be Lutheran
to go here. It's Queens.

There's, like, 50 Lutheran kids
in the whole neighborhood.

Shall we take a look around?

So we have space available.
Can you handle the tuition?

(Helen) Not a problem.
(Sarah) Tetherball!

Oh, yay!

Henry, we have basketball
courts, gym down there.

Saint Barbara's believes
in basketball.
Oh.

So what's the Lutheran take
on the afterlife?

Pretty much the standard
heaven, hell, purgatory thing?

Yeah, pretty much.
Old-school around here.

(Helen) Hey, so you wanna go
see the basketball courts?

No, I'm gonna go
play tetherball.
Oh, OK.

Play hard!
OK.

Pastor Dan.

Hello.

Excuse me.

Mrs. Fricker,
I know what you got there.

I made you some
special brownies.

Wow. You, uh...
I'm gonna...

He gets a lot of brownies.
I see that.

Mm. Better than last time.

Hi, I'm Phyllis Shore.
Helen Harris.

This is my daughter Lisa.
Hi, Lisa.

Will you be joining us
at Saint Barbara's?
I hope so.

Thank you.
I'll see you Sunday.
OK. Bye-bye.

See you Sunday night
at vespers.
See you at vespers.

See you at vespers.

You know what vespers is?

Some kind of scooter?

Close enough.

(Helen) We got ten minutes.
You don't want to be late

for your first day of school.

Audrey.

Please get out
of the bathroom.
(Audrey) I'm not in there.

(tearfully) Can't do it.
I don't remember how.

Sweetie.

I don't remember how.
What's the matter?

Your shoes?
Here, let me help you.

No! No!

Sarah, sweetheart,
we have to go to school.

OK? Let me help you.
No, no!

That's not how.
You don't know how.

Sweetheart, are you
nervous about today?

I mean, it's a big day
at school.

Mom was teaching her how to
tie her shoelaces just before.

Oh.

Right.

And I guess she had
a special way of tying them.

Well, your mom and I were
probably taught the same way.

Let me think.
Something about...

Bunnies.

Bunnies.

Right. Bunny ears.

You make two bunny ears,

bunny goes around the tree,

into the burrow,

pull tight.

Yeah. Yeah.

Hurry up, hurry up.
When will you be home
from work?

By dinnertime. Audrey's in
charge, so listen to her, OK?

I don't wanna listen to her.

Pastor Dan.
Pastor Dan.

Well, it's the four Lutherans.
Here we are.

Here you are.
Pastor Wells,

would you please show Henry
and Audrey to the home room?

Sure.

Hello, Audrey.
Bye.

Bye. Pay attention!
Sit up straight.

Good morning.
Wait, what about lunch?

Eat it, it's healthy.
I meant, we don't have any.

Oh! Right.
I'll take care of it.

Bye.

Can you break a 20?
Always got change
in the collection plate.

And kindergarten?
Right over here.

Oh, wow, look.
It's a juggling pastor, Sarah.

(laughs)

Hello, welcome.
Mrs. LaGambina.

Helen Harris.
This is Sarah.
Hello, Sarah.

Look at all this fun stuff.
You've got markers

and crayons, coloring books,
and all the nice people.

Hi. You're gonna have
such a good time.

(Mrs. LaGambina) We were all
drawing our favorite animal.

Lily was drawing a cat.

Sarah, do you want some crayons?

Oh, no, not those.
Those are the teacher's markers.

You'd better put your sweater
on. It's chilly outside.

OK, that was funny.
Sorry, Sarah.

You could've just told me.
More fun this way.

(Mrs. LaGambina)
Well, now, who's this?
(Sarah) Hippo.

Everybody, meet Hippo.

(Dominique) All right,
all right, all right.

Enough. Come on,
let's get started.

Hi, Lacey. Hey.

Helen.

I told you I'd make it back.
Good. Sit down, sweetie.

Who's that?
That's the intern.

Move over, intern.
Caitlin, move.

OK, good. Now, what about
the Armani deal?

Is that gonna be completed
in my lifetime?

Tom made it happen this morning,
and you're all set
for your trip to Miami.

Good.
You're gonna love it there.

Me?
Well, yes.
You're back, I need you.

Dominique, I...

I can't just pick up
and leave for a week right now.

Why?
(whispers) I have...

Oh. The babies. Hm.

All right, who wants to take
this little mummy's place

on a first-class trip to Miami?

Caitlin. You're on.
Helen will tell you
what to bring.

Don't wear any of those
midriff-baring outfits.
It's so last year.

And I want my luggage
Federal Expressed ahead of time.

Right, that's it.
Lacey, who am I having lunch
with today?

Was it Vogue or Elle or...?
Vogue at Cipriani.

OK. Good.

Good to have you back, sweetie.

We'll go over everything else
at the fashion show tonight.

Tonight?

Unless, of course, you've got
a Brownie meeting or something.

Oh, no, no, no.
I'll be there.

Good.
OK.

Hola!
(man) Sweetheart,
over here.

Hi.
Who's your date?

His name is Pâté.
(man #2) Big smile.

(man) Thank you,
ladies and gentlemen.

Please take your seats.
The show's about to begin.

That's Martina, the supermodel,
sitting next to Dominique.

Who are the ladies on the end?

Those are the agents we're
trying to steal her from.

Hello.
You have a lovely agency. Yes.

I think we should have lunch.

Take the houselights out
and go Cue One.

Hi, Teddy.
Hi. Kids, don't touch
the runway lights.

Excuse me. Pardon me.
Thanks.

Hey, hi.
(Audrey) Front row seats!

(Dominique) What's all this?
(Henry) There's no room.

(Helen) Can you squash down
just a little bit more?

Don't these children
live in Queens?
I know.

I know. I couldn't find
anybody to watch them.

But don't worry, you won't
even know they're here.

I'm here to work.

This child's wearing pajamas.

(Sarah) Aunt Helen, I'm hungry.

Well, you should've
eaten your hamburger.
It had onions.

OK. Take care of her a sec.
I'll be right back.

Keep an eye on her.
You're going?

Keep an eye on Sarah.

Hey, partner. Working on
your lingerie merit badge?

I'm a buyer from
Victoria's Secret.

You're with Helen and you should
go back to your seat.

Yeah. Go for Teddy.

Does my nose boogie look green?

Yes, as a matter of fact,
it does.

Sort of Prada green.
Not their best collection.
Put it back inside.

♪ ("Fashion" by David Bowie) ♪

(cheers/applause)

Ooh, look, a doggy!
Yes. Watch the lovely doggy.

Hello, doggy.

Oh, my...
Come here, doggy.

(male model) Oh!

Are you all right? Model down.
I repeat, we have a model down.

Oh, no. Sarah, what are
you doing? Are you OK?

(Sarah) What happened?
Everything's OK.

All set. The limo's downstairs.

Martina.
Welcome to our agency.
Thanks. I'm so excited.

You can be effusive on the way
in the limo. Go on, off you go.

(Helen) So we should be
to Coney Island
in about an hour.

(phone rings)

Excuse me. This is Helen.

Hi, it's Dan.
Dan. What's wrong?

Um, nothing is wrong.

We just have a little situation
with Sarah down here.

I think you should come
to the school.
Come there now?

It's a little difficult
to get to school right now.

I'm working. Is she OK?

Helen. Give me the phone.

Yeah. Hi.

We'll be right there. OK.

Are you sure?
No problem.

Thank you.
We have plenty of time.

I know how it is.
I have a four-year-old.

Then I couldn't find
the burrow for the bunny.

I hate it when that happens.
Me too.

You guys wanna do my makeup?
(girls) Yeah.

Can I be a princess?
(girl) Yeah. You're pretty.

OK.

Sarah, you don't have to learn
to tie your shoes right now.

When you're ready to tie
your shoes, you will.

That's right.
Shoe-tying's tough.

Why do you think Jesus
wore sandals?

See ya.
(Helen)
Thanks, Pastor Dan.

Do I look pretty?
(girls) Yeah.

So, you wanna go play?
Everything's gonna be fine.

(girl) A little bit
of green up here.

Stop!

Are those permanent?

It's OK, it happens to me
all the time.

It'll come off
in a couple of days.

Sorry, Helen.

It's not working.

I understand.

Um...

I'm sorry, Dominique.

Thank you so much
for everything.

I'll collect my things.

♪ (jazz) ♪

(man) Hey! Stop that racket.

(canned laughter on TV)

Are you all right, Aunt Helen?
You've been watching reruns
all day.

Reruns are the culture
of the unemployed.

(knock at door)

Hey, I'll get it.
I have no life.

(knocking)

Cable guy.

It's the Exorcist.

Hi.
Hi.

Sorry about Martina.

So I brought you comfort food -
Chunky Monkey.

Would you like to come in?
Pastor Dan.

Hey, kids.

How did he get past
the visual security system?

Who cares?
Now we can watch MTV.
Yeah.

It's funny how one moment
I'm living my life,

not really in touch
with the fact that

I'm sharing this planet
with permanent pens,

and the next moment one such pen
has made, shall we say,

an indelible impact
on my career.

Hey, Helen.
A black mark on my record,

X-ed out my future...
Helen.

...and, in short,
my career is dead.

Like your turtle.

What?
Turtle's dead.

Oh, no.

Oh, Irwin, no.

May he rest in peace...
Oh, shut up.

You don't understand.
This is Henry's turtle.

It's his friend. He's...

He can't be dead.

Oh, he's dead.

We need to find
a body double now.

Here.

What about the empty bowl?

I'll hide it.

Um... uh...

Ki... Kids!

We're gonna go get butterscotch

and chocolate syrup
for the ice cream.

You stay put
and watch television.

And don't come in the kitchen,
I just waxed the floors.

Irwin's long-lost brother.
Yeah.

Thanks for doing this.
You're my savior.

I mean...
I know what you mean.

So, how are things going?

Fine.
Hm?

Fine.
Just fine?

Yeah. What do you mean?
Well, it's just that

I've noticed Audrey spending
too much time with the boys.

You know, that's normal
for what she's going through,

you know,
look for that attention,

but some of these kids
are not exactly angels,
you know what I mean?

They're 15.
It's teenage stuff.

It's harmless.
No, it's not really harmless,

'cause one of these punks
- his name's BZ -

I'm about to kick his butt
outta school.

Let's just get upstairs
before Henry finds the bowl.

Yeah, Henry. You said
the kid likes basketball.

He never, ever
picks up a ball.
I know. I've noticed that.

The thing with Sarah
and the shoes the other day,
that's not the first time...

Hey, what do you expect, Dan?

They've lost their parents,
they've moved to a new city,

changed schools,
changed religions.

Well, let's talk about some
things you could do at home.

You wanna know
what I've been doing at home?

I've been doing the best I can.

Do you have any idea what
this has done to my life?

Hey, Helen, do you have any idea
what it's done to theirs?

Hey, Pastor Dan,
Mr. Self-righteous,

I'm hanging on by a thread here.

I lost my sister,
my social life,

my disposable income,

my ability to fit
into a size two

and - this just in - my job.

Pretty much the only two things
that haven't disappeared

are my nicotine fits
and the few pounds

that have recently taken up
residence on my ass.

So forgive me if I'm not too
thrilled about being lectured,

in Queens,

about being a lousy legal
guardian to three kids

who maybe shouldn't have been
given to me in the first place.

Well, they weren't given to you.

They were entrusted to you
by their mother, who...

Don't you talk about Lindsay!

Don't you dare talk
about Lindsay!

You didn't know her.

Gimme the turtle.
That was outta line.
I'm sorry.

Dan, give me the damn turtle.

Helen...

Helen.

Hey, Helen.

♪ ("Destiny" by Zero 7) ♪

Dominique's is quite
an impressive background.

But three children?
Oh, they are great kids.

They pretty much take care
of themselves.

We love children.
We're thinking about adopting.

But there'd be a lot of
traveling involved
and very little notice.

I love traveling.

But would they be long trips?

But I'm not on the mommy track.

We'll be in touch.

(arguing)

(sports program on radio)

Irwin, you're not
looking yourself.

OK, Sarah's asleep.
Go to bed now

and make sure
if she needs anything,

you can get it for her.

I see no party.
There is no party.
That's right.

♪ (music from party) ♪

Whoa!

Yeah. Hi.

Hi.

Hey, everyone,
this is my aunt Helen.

(boy) She don't look like
no aunt I ever had.

What are you...?
What is this? What is this?

I thought you wanted
to meet my friends.

This is BZ. He's a DJ.
This is his mix.

Whassup, Mommy?

Whassup?

You got a phat crib.

Thank you.
(phone rings)

Um... Oh, there's my phone
ringing in my phat crib.

(turns music up)

Hello.

I'm calling to remind you
to come over for Mother's Day.

Jenny, do you think that's
still such a good idea?

I mean, I don't know
if the kids are...

It'll be fine. And we're still
gonna do the letter thing?

Sure. I'll show you mine
if you show me yours.

What's that noise?
Audrey has company.

On a school night?
You better make them leave.

What do I say?
You say, "Go home."

OK, but what if they ask why?

You say, "Because I said so."

Hi. Can we turn the music down?

Hey, guys. Let's turn
the music down a little bit.

Please. Thank you.

This "crib" is closing.

And I think it's time
for all y'all to go.

Why?

Because I said so.

(girl laughs)

I'll tell you what,

we'll be gone
before you know it.

Bianca!
All right.

(turns music up)

Jenny, I don't know
if they're quite ready
to go home just yet.

Helen, get Nilma now.

OK. I'm ready.

(shouts)
Nilma, a bat?

Helen said wrap it up!

You get out of here,
you ugly little...

Bimbo girl.

What do you think this is?

And you, falling asleep.
You get out.

Party's over. Elevator leaving.

Hey, you.
This is not a slumber party.

Get out! Get out, you.
Get out, snoop doggies.

You, get out of here.
No.

I said get out.
Chill out, Miss Rambo.

I'm trying to get my stuff.
Get out, little hooligan.
Get out.

(boy) Yo, BZ,
let's get outta here.
Great party.

(Nilma) Baggy-pant little
diaper-boy, go home to mama.

I'm serious!
You get out of here!

I said go! Get out of here!

Back home with your baggy pants
and your diapers.

Go home, naughty boy.

Good night, Helen.

What is the matter with you?

Don't you remember
what it's like to be young?

Of course I remember.

It was last Wednesday!

Hi.

Can I ask you a question?

What was Lindsay thinking?

So listen, don't worry about it.

They'll appreciate it
when they're older.

I know.
I just hate being hated.

I love it.

I don't have that
relationship...
You do.

You know, you can tell me
all your problems, really.

I'm a solver.

I once got an axle-grease stain
out of silk.

OK, solver,
can you find me a job

close to home with decent pay?

And a dental plan
for the cavity triplets?

My husband Ravi.

Do you know where I can
find a Ravi Prasad?

Yeah, he's inside.

You'll see, we're like
one big family here.

Now, the owner, Mr. Massey,
nice guy, very fair,

but he's picky
about who he hires.

Hey, Ralphy, any takers
on that lime-green baby?

You wise guy.

I still got five bucks
says you'll sell it.
You're on.

We got... We got stuck with
this lime-green Lincoln.

Been here for months.
Mr. Massey's offering a ham

to the first person
who can sell it.

A ham?
Oh, yeah.

Guys are big on free meats
around here.

Now, listen. Mr. Massey's
a little nervous.

He acted in his first
on-camera TV commercial today.

And see me, Mickey Massey,
a name you can trust.

Uh... Yeah, I forgot to point.

You want a deal on
a previously owned car?

Well, come...
Charlie! Charlie!

It's me. Yeah. Commercial.

(knock at door)

You want a deal on
a previously owned car?

Then come
to Massey Motors...
Come in.

Thank you.

Yeah, I pointed
the wrong way again.

Hi, I'm Helen.

Sit. I'll be with ya
in a second. Just sit.

Remember: Massey means trust.

What'd you think of that?
I believe it.

Don't.
"Massey" doesn't mean trust.

It means "hillside" in French.
I can't do dishonest.

Ravi, we're reshooting
that commercial.

Honest. We need an honest
commercial, Ravi. All right?

I'm sorry.
Ms. Helen Harris. OK.
Yes.

How long did you work
as a secretary?

Actually, I wasn't a secretary.
As it states right there,

I was an executive assistant
to Dominique Courier,

and I had a promise
of promotion to agent.

OK.

You seem like a nice girl,
Helen.

And you're a friend
of Ravi and Nilma's.

All right, we're looking
for a receptionist.

The pay is 17.50 an hour,
the hours are nine to five.

So, how does that suit you, hm?

I always thought I could have
a career in used cars one day.

We don't sell used cars.
Previously owned

or prior-owned cars.
Prior-owned.

Now, you just have to pass
one little test, OK?

(feedback)

Ravi to Parts.

Ravi to Parts.

(louder) Ravi to Parts.
Ravi to Parts.

Ralphy to the showroom.

Ralphy to the showroom.

Yeah?

Helen to Payroll.

Hello.

Oh!

She made the cover!
I know this girl. I know her.

She looks beautiful.
So how many copies
do you want?

None.

Oh, good!
Get your hands washed, guys.

Hey, you, look, look, look.
Hello, hello.

Hello, sweetie. (kisses)
Happy Mother's Day.

(Helen) Hi.
Happy Mother's Day.

You.
Aunt Jenny, hey.

Oh, gosh.
Everybody, please sit down.

All right. We're going
to eat right away.

So, um, did you remember
to bring your letter?

Oh, of course I did.
Mm-hmm. Oh.

Not until you show me yours.

Well, why don't we
just do it after dinner?

(dog barks)
Stay!

(whines)

What happened with the train?
Was there a delay?

No, no. Audrey was making
samosas at Nilma's,

so we caught the next train.
Mm-hmm. Just one?

Well, they were hungry
so they ate them on the way.

Huh.

Can I help you
with something, Jenny?

You know what?
I've got everything organized.

Ooh. Ooh.

Sweetie, what did Mommy
say about kicking

when she's having
a conversation?

You need to wait
until she's finished.

Thank you very much.

Did you just boss
around the unborn?

It's never too early
to start learning manners.

OK, kids. We're ready.

Whoa!

Wow!

Oh, my gosh.
(Jenny) Look at that.
Hey, guys.

Holy cow.
(Jenny) Yeah.

Oliver, did you
wash your hands?
Yes, Mom.

Everything tastes great, honey.

You shouldn't have had
to cook on Mother's Day.

You know I don't mind.

Being a mom is
the greatest job on earth.

I know your mom felt that way.

Jenny.
What?

We all love her.
We miss her.

We can mention her.
Can't we?

I don't like to.

(Sarah) Me neither.

You know, would you kids
like to talk about
what you've been reading?

Harry Potter.
Harry Potter.

Stuff by Shank 54.

Huh. That sounds interesting.
Who's that?

He writes poems...
on the side of our building.

With spray paint
at four in the morning.

Sometimes I help
when I can't sleep

because Aunt Helen's on a date

or Audrey's on the Internet
talking dirty

or Sarah's crying
because we forgot
to feed her again.

Henry! What?

Jenny, no.

Henry, what are you
talking about?

Is this some kind of joke?

I don't know why you keep
saying things like this.

It's not funny!

I thought it was funny.
Thank you.

Henry was making
all of that up, Jenny.

Jenny, what are you doing?

"When a problem comes along
you must whip it.
Give me my letter.

Before the cream..."

Jenny, give me my letter.
That's it?

That's all she left behind
to explain why she chose you?

The lyrics to "Whip It"?
It makes sense to me.

What is it with you two
and that song?

It's ridiculous.
I don't get it.

Exactly!
What are you saying?

That that's the point?
That I'm no fun?

That I don't get things?
That I never make jokes?

Show me your letter.

No!

No? No?
What do you mean "no"?

We said you would read my letter
and I would read yours.

This is not a letter.

These are lyrics.
Nonsensical lyrics.

This is not a letter!
If this was a letter,

you could read my letter,
but this is not a letter!

(Helen) Not a letter?

What? You are a smug,

bitter, colossal bitch!

(whines)
OK. Guys.

I think this is a good time
to take Origami for a walk.

No, we'll miss the fight.

If you're finished, I think
I'd like to serve dessert.

(Helen) You don't wanna help me.

You just wanna judge me.

Um, let's all go
into the living room

and listen to Jasmine
play the piano with one arm.

You just wanna prove that
you're a better mother than me

and that Lindsay was wrong.

Why would I need to prove that?

Of course I'm a better
mother than you!

I've been doing it forever.
But does that matter? No.

She still chose you over me.

Exactly!
She chose, Jenny. Not me.

I had no control over it.

You're angry with me
because of a decision
that she made for me.

Merrily, merrily,
merrily, merrily

Life is but...

I am giving up everything
for these kids,

and you have no idea
what that's like.

I don't know what it's like?
How do you think I got this way?

Whatever this way is that's so
particularly unfun and funny.

Who changed your diapers?
Oh, don't start with that.

Mom died when I was seven.

Who fed you?
Who baby-sat you?

Lindsay was there, too.

Lindsay was in New York,
trying to be a dancer

and I was at home
not having a normal childhood

'cause I was too busy
being your mommy.

And you're Tra-La-La Helen.

So... free.

Miss Party-Party-
All-Night-Long

and I never ever got
to feel like that, ever.

Not once.

I don't wanna fight anymore.

Happy Mother's Day.

(referee blows whistle)
42 - foul.

Flagrant!
(commentator)
One minute left.

Maybe I can come see you
DJ sometime.

I don't know, Miss Audrey.

I'm not spinning no kids'
birthday parties, you know?

You got a fake ID?
Of course.

Nurse Wilson says he's OK.

When is Henry gonna play,
Aunt Helen?

Uh...

Hey, Coach.
This isn't the NBA Finals.

What happens to
"everybody plays"?
Why don't you put Henry in?

3, 2, 1.

And Saint Barbara's wins.

Excuse me.
Yes?

Hi. Excuse me.
What is your problem?
Aunt Helen, please.

I know, I...
He could be one
of your best players.

He doesn't wanna play
so you need to square
that away with him.

You're the coach.
(Henry) Forget about it.

I'm gonna go change.

I'm sorry that I yelled
at you, Dan,

but I've been battling
with the kids,

and I'm fighting with my sister,

and we're too stubborn
to talk to each other.

I guess I'm just edgy.

Hey, nobody ever said
it was gonna be easy. Right?

Yeah, try doing it on your own.

We got a lot of people
around here who do.

Matt Higgins' mom,
she took a pay cut-

she works out of her house.

And Tommy Meyers' dad is
with the kids all day long,
then he works at night.

I mean, it's tough,
but it can be done.

Hey, you know what you need?
A nanny.

But I can't afford one.

You need some fun.
I'm just the man to provide it.

What are you doing on Sunday?

Going to church, of course.
Yeah, right.

Nice try.

You and the kids.
Sunday afternoon.

What do you have in mind?

Today we're at
the Central Park Zoo,

where every spring
a prayer is said,

blessing the animals
and the newborn babies.

(reporter) Pastor?

Dear Lord, we humbly ask
that you bless these animals

and all your creatures
throughout the world.

Blessed are You, Lord. Amen.

OK, who wants a private tour
of the zoo, huh?

(Sarah) Yeah!
(Henry) All right,
Pastor Dan!

♪ ("At the Zoo" by Simon and Garfunkel) ♪

♪ I do believe it ♪

♪ I do believe it's true ♪

♪ Mm-hm-hm ♪

♪ Mm-hm-hm ♪

♪ Whoa-oh ♪

♪ Mm-hm-hm ♪

♪ It's a light ♪
♪ and tumble journey ♪

♪ From the east side ♪
♪ to the park ♪

♪ Just a fine and fancy ramble ♪
♪ to the zoo ♪

♪ But you can take ♪
♪ a crosstown bus ♪

♪ If it's raining or it's cold ♪

♪ And the animals will love it ♪
♪ if you do ♪

♪ If you do ♪

♪ Something tells me ♪
♪ it's all happening at the zoo ♪

We had a really great time.
I did too.
I'm glad you guys came.

(Henry) Thanks again,
Pastor Dan.
Sure.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Thank you, Pastor Dan.
Loved the sea lions.

Henry, give that back to her.

Don't do that.
That's not nice.

He is so bad sometimes.
They're cute, though.

Listen, I'm not very good at
this, so I'm just gonna ask.

You wanna go out
with me sometime?

What?
You and me, on a date.

Oh, no. I made you
abandon your vows?

I know you think
that I'm probably worth it,
and I'm not.

Go back to God.
I can't be responsible
for this.

Hey, Helen. I'm a pastor.

I'm a Lutheran minister.
I can date.

I can get married, have kids,
watch dirty movies.

Oh, really?
Yeah.

OK, I can't watch dirty movies,
but we're pushing for it,

so, you know...
What d'you say?

I'm really flattered, Dan,
but I...

I can't. I'm sorry.

I had a great day,
though, today.

OK.

Pastor Dan just asked me out.

(Audrey) That is so weird.

I can hear ya.
I'm still right here, OK?

Go... go inside and do that.

(sighs)
Way to go, Pastor Dan.

The guy on stilts
was a great gimmick.

It beats balloons and bunting.

Thank you so much.

There are a couple of customers
wandering outside.

Focus the wanderers.

(Helen over PA) Sales associate
to the parking lot, please.

Sales associate
to the parking lot.

Sales associate?

Leo. The guy on stilts
is looking down my shirt.

Hey! Mini-Me. Watch I don't
break your kneecaps.

(Helen) Think you
can reach them?

Hi. Helen Harris.
Welcome to Massey Motors.

Leo Dileo.
Pleasure.

Ahem!
And that's Rene DeCarlo.

Hi, Rene.
Hi.

All right, Leo, let's see

if we can find you something
you like. Follow me.

You know, I bought a lot
of used cars, but...
Previously owned.

We got a nice silver Volvo
over there.

It's a great family car.
I mean, if you have family.

Just a rich bachelor.
That's what I thought.

You don't want this one.
Oh, wow.

Oh, I forgot we had this baby.

I think I know why.
It looks like a jukebox.

Oh, only a handful
of these were made.

Earmarked for
special customers only.

Like in the old days

when guys like Elvis Presley
and Frank Sinatra

used to special-order their cars
right from the factory.

You're kidding.
Sir, three things
we don't joke about:

Elvis, Sinatra and Lincolns.

But, like I said, for
special customers only.

Honey, I own every
hot dog stand in Rockaway.

Not the beach,
but, still, I can afford

to pay well over sticker
for this. And cash.

It's getting a little windy.
Are you sure it's all right?

(man) Yeah, it's OK.
OK. You sure?

You want a deal
on a previously owned car?
Then come to Massey Motors,

where you can see me,
Mickey Massey. It's a...

(groans)
(knocks) Mickey, Mickey.

You're not gonna believe it.
She sold it.

Bye, Leo. Drive safely.

She gets a ham.

(laughs)

Yes, I did.

Hey, kids. I'm home.

Do we have mustard?
I don't know. Why?

Because we got ham.
I sold a car!

Yay, Aunt Helen!
Go long, Henry, go long!

And she takes him down.
(Helen) Who's got
the pigskin now?

I don't know.

OK.

Hey. What's up?

Hippo's mommy and daddy
are still on vacation.

We're gonna go slice the ham.

I'm the man,
I should slice the ham.
You're no man.

They've been gone a long time.

That's because they went
really far away.

Where did they go?

Honey?
Sarah, where did they go?

Heaven.

That's right, sweetie.
That's right.

And now there's no one
to give him a birthday party.

When's Hippo's birthday?
Now.

Now?

Say "Hippo."

Hippo!

It's a keeper.
Oh, great.

Vince, thanks again for doing
this on such short notice.

You're sure hanging out
with a new crowd these days.

Yeah, well, tonight
is a very special night.

You see, it's Hippo's...
Ooh, excuse me.

The VIPs. Excuse me.

Hey, Vince.
We're here to celebrate.

Devon just got
the new Polo campaign.

Yeah, he's the Ralph Lauren
underwear guy.

(Vince) Congratulations.

Hey, Devon. Congrats.

Are you ready
for your dessert?
Yes, please.

Can I get you coffee or tea?

Ooh, can I get
a cappuccino, please?

Decaf. And I'll have
a real one.

OK.
And I'll have
a Singapore Sling.

Hey, Jerome. Excuse me, Jerome.

Hi. Do you think you could
sing "Happy Birthday"?

Who's the birthday kid?
Actually,
it's Hippo's birthday.

You want me to sing
to a Hippo?
Yeah.

I'll take care of it.
Thank you.

All right. What do we got?
Ooh, skulls.

Another round
of double-cherry
Shirley Temples.

Oh, no, no. At 12.50 a pop,
I don't think so.

And this is for you, Helen.

Compliments of the gentleman
right over there.

(whispering) Thank you.

OK, here we go.
(Audrey) Oh, wow.

(Jerome) For the hippo.

(makes beatbox noises)

(rapping) Happy birthday

to you

Aw, yeah. Happy birthday to you

Hip-pa-pa-Hip-pa-pa-Hippo

Happy...

(beatbox)

birthday...

(beatbox) ...to...

(beatbox)

you

(all) Yay!

Yay. Blow out the candle.

(Helen, Audrey and Henry) Yay!

(Helen) Wait, Nilma!
Everybody get in the car.

Wait. I forgot the money
for their lunch.

No, no. I packed lunch.
I packed lunch.

If they wanna buy a book
or something...

You relax.
You're a free woman.

Go and have fun.
We should be back at 5:00
from the museum.

(Helen) OK. Have fun.

Hi, Helen.
You wanna play some dominoes

with me and Artie
over sandwiches?

Oh, no. I got so much
I have to do.

Thank you.
Well, maybe another time.

♪ (jazz) ♪

(church bell strikes)

Helen.
Hey.

I'm... I'm fine.
I was just, um...

Trying to see if you had
the nerve to drop in on me,

after you gave me the Heisman?

What?
Heisman. Whoa, back off.

Oh. I know, but...
Are you free?

What?
Are you free?

No. Actually, I'm not.

Got a lunch date.

You can come with me, though.

♪ ("Get Ready For This" by 2 Unlimited) ♪

Pastor Dan, the holy goalie,
just checked Father Rodriguez.

(commentator) We have
a guest referee with us today,
ladies and gentlemen.

He's a ten-year veteran
of the Ice Capades.

Mr. Scotty Buttons.

♪ (organ) ♪

We got your back.

Score is still six to six.

♪ (organ plays "Charge!") ♪

Goal by Rabbi Levine.

♪ (organ plays "Hava Nagila") ♪

Yeah!
Join us next week
when the Clergy of the Cloth

take on the Storming Mormons.

There were literally four people
living in a shoebox apartment

'cause they couldn't make
the rent. It's so expensive.

It's ridiculous.
Yeah.

Thank you.

I had a really wonderful time.

Dan.

I'm sorry. It's a little weird,
don't you think?

What? Because I'm a pastor?
Well, you know,

I usually get the freaky women
who are turned on by it

or the guilt-ridden
who can't get over it.

You don't think I'm sexy?

'Cause I'm not
a party-hoppin'...
Oh, I didn't say that.

...club kind of guy.
Stop it.

Let me tell you something.

I got news for you, little lady.

I'm sexy.

Yeah. I'm a sexy man of God,

and I know it.

Hold it.

Now, that was kinda sexy.

Um, Nilma,

have you met
the principal of our school?

Hi.
Hi.

Hi.

I gotta go. Thank you.
Yeah. Thank you.

So, uh... I guess
we're all getting A's.

Yeah!
(Helen) All right, OK!

(Audrey) Go, Helen!
Go, Helen!

♪ ("Sweetest Pain" by Haylie Duff) ♪

♪ I'm a fool for you, baby, ♪
♪ a fool for your love ♪

♪ I'm just a fool for you, baby ♪
♪ There's something about us ♪

♪ I'm just a fool for you, baby ♪

♪ And nothing's gonna change ♪

♪ And maybe it's ♪
♪ my sweetest pain ♪

♪ My sweetest pain ♪

♪ Fool for you, baby ♪
♪ It's driving me nuts ♪

♪ Uh-uh-uh-uh ♪

♪ Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh ♪

It's really not that big
of a deal, Dan.

Hey, she was caught
making out with BZ.

OK, not so good.
While cutting class.

Also not so good.
In a balcony in my church.

How can I come down on her

for something we were caught
doing a few days ago?

Because you're the adult
and she's the child.

She's gotta know you're serious.

Kids need boundaries.
You know that.

But, Aunt Helen, it's a big deal

that a senior asked me
to the prom.

I mean, what do you want me
to do? Find another senior?

Yes.

Audrey, I wanna treat you
like an adult,

but I do not want you to go
to the prom with BZ.

If you go with him,
I'll be very disappointed.

OK.
OK.

So, will you help me
find a dress?
Yes, I'll find you a dress.

OK.

In the balcony of the church?

Seemed like a good idea
at the time.

You are so going to hell.
Hey.

Spider!

OK. Cradle.

All right, guys. Shoot.

Whoo!

OK. Hit the showers.

Henry, pick up the balls.

Hey. Gimme one of those.
Come on.

Let's go. Take a shot.

Come on. You gotta get
fired up for your game.

I am. Can't you tell?

(sarcastically) Yahoo.

Oh, Henry.

OK. Henry?

Let's talk.

You used to love to play sports.

Sit down.

You and your dad
used to play basketball

till it was too dark
to even see the hoop.

Even when I missed,
he'd always count it.

He called it "Giving me
the benefit of the dark."

It's OK to smile about it.
No, it's not.

And it's OK to play sports.
No.

Why?
Because he can't
play anymore.

Because everyone kept saying
Mom and Dad are up in heaven

and they're looking
down on us always.

Well, if he is,
I'm not gonna make him
feel bad about not playing.

Like if you're having
a good time without him,

you're rubbing it in?

Yeah.

Henry. The only thing sadder
than them not being here

is knowing that
by not being here,

you're not doing what you love.

They want you to be happy.

But then it's like
I'm just forgetting them.

No, it's not. No.

'Cause every time you smile

or laugh

or enjoy your life,

it makes their dreams come true.

Besides, if they are
looking down,

you really want them to be
stuck watching a lousy game?

No. My dad hates a lousy game.

Ooh...

Come on.

Yeah!

Yes. I am the senior-class
treasurer. And I just...

I want to say that
I'm very honored

to be taking Audrey
to my prom tonight.

I want you to know that.

Thank you. Breathe.

Hey. Take a look.
I got a wig on.

(Audrey) I'm gonna come out now.

How do I look?

You look just like your mother.

Thank you, Peter.

OK. We're gonna go.
Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.

I wanna... We have
to have a picture.

OK, get closer. Smile.

All right, welcome
to the senior prom -

Bridges of Friendship.

Coming up next: ladies' choice.

I hear there's actually
some punch in the vodka.

(DJ) Guys, your choice later.

Who is it?
(Dan) Uh, prom king.

(giggles)

Hey, I thought we could
have our own little prom.

Where's the little kids at?
They're sleeping.

Doesn't the principal
have to police the prom?

Don't worry. LaGambina's
looking out for Audrey.

What is this?

♪ ("Feels Like Rain" by John Hiatt) ♪

♪ Down here the river ♪

♪ Meets the sea ♪

♪ And in the sticky heat ♪
♪ I feel you ♪

♪ Open up to me ♪

♪ Love comes out of nowhere... ♪

(phone ringing)

I should get it.
OK.

Hello. Hello?

(turns off music)

What?

Uh... What? I-I'm sorry.

Can you hear me now?
Yes. This is Mrs. LaGambina.

Yeah, hi. I don't mean to worry
you, but Audrey's not here.

She arrived with Peter,

but she seems to have
gone off with BZ.

I understand.
Thank you for calling.

Dan. That was the school.
Audrey left the prom with BZ.

And they overheard some kids
saying that

BZ was bragging about
taking her to a motel.

What motel?
They wouldn't say.

OK. They're gonna tell me.
Just come here.

I just... It's just
that I knew it.
Don't worry.

I'll call you from the prom.
Don't worry.

Audrey.

(grunts in frustration)

Ed, do you know that a lot of
celebrities are knitting now?

Isn't that interesting?

(phone ringing)
Wow.

Hello.
Ed. It's Helen.

I need Jenny.

It's Helen.

Really?

Hello?

Hey.
What have you found out?

Thank you.

So what do you know?
Nothing yet.

Dan's at the gym, trying to see

if he can get something
out of BZ's friends.

No. Thank you for your time.

Jenny, we have called
over 20 motels.

BZ has a car,
he could be anywhere.

They could be in the middle
of Ronkonkoma for all we know.
Helen...

Did you let her
have a credit card?
No.

OK. What about your credit
cards? Check your wallet.

I'm having a banana.

My Visa's gone.
OK.

I'm gonna call Visa and check
your recent activity.

If she's used it,
they'll know where.

Quite the detective.
No, I'm a mom.

I need your help, Nilma!

Let me at 'em.
No, no.

Could you watch Henry and Sarah,
please? I'll explain later.

(Nilma) Ravi, just watch
the kids.

I'm going to help Helen
again, OK?

Look, if you don't tell me,
I'm gonna suspend your asses
so long,

you're gonna be getting social
security when you graduate.

Where are they?

Jenny, I'm sorry you had
to come all the way out.
It's all right.

It's all right.
It's all right.

(cell phone rings)

Audrey?

Helen. I know where they are.

Oh, Dan. So do we.
We're halfway there.

OK. I'll meet you.

No, no. This is something
I have to do by myself.

I should come with you.
Dan, please. It's pretty...

(phone cuts out)
Hello?

Hello?

We're getting closer.
It's just down the street.

(Jenny) There it is.

(man) I don't know.
I don't know, lady.
(Jenny) Give me the key.

(man) Look, there's laws
against these things.

(Jenny) There's laws against
renting rooms to minors.
Now gimme the key.

Hey, I don't want
any trouble, now.
Gimme the key.

I need that key back.
Don't forget it.

What? Do you think
I wanna live here?

I'd rather sleep in a field,
you crazy man. Come on.

Now, he said
they're in 205, OK?
OK.

You gotta go in there,
both guns blazing.
I know.

Rip 'em a new one, OK?
I know. I got it.

Take charge
and get her outta there.
OK.

(whispering) OK, so just
say "housekeeping"
or something.

Get the door open.

I can't do it.

What?
I can't do this.

I can't go in there.
She's gonna hate me.

She's gonna hate you
if you don't.

I can't do it.

Jenny, I'm not you, OK?
I can't do it.

Please, just... Please.

OK. OK.

(knocks)

Housekeeping.
We're already asleep.

Could you come back
in the morning, please?

Aunt Jenny?
What are you doing here?
How did you find...

You have ten seconds
to get your things together
and get in the car.

Stay! Ten...

You're not my mother,
if you haven't noticed.

No. But I love you very much

and I will be your worst
nightmare if you don't
get in that car now!

Seven, six...
But we're not ready
to go yet.

Oh, you're not ready?

Well... Well, are you
ready for this?

I don't think so.
Are you ready to be a parent?

I don't think so!

Four,

three...

Are you happy?
You just ruined my entire life.

Well, we'll fix it later.

Two...

You!
Chill out, Mommy.

Hey.
It's all good.

Don't you talk to me
like that.
It's just prom.

You listen to me.

If you ever so much as blink
in her direction again,

I can and will bury you
so far in the ground

that the heat
from the earth's core

will incinerate your sorry ass!

Do you understand me?
Yes, ma'am.

By the way,
you're not a bad person,

but this is very bad behavior.

Very bad behavior.

(Audrey, crying) Go away!

I'm never speaking
to either of you.

She's gonna be fine.
She's gonna be just fine.

It was so nice to meet you.
And thank you for your help.

Sure.
So. Come here.

So I'll just come pack up
the kids in the morning,
and, um...

You're doing the right thing.

You are.

OK.

So good night.

Good night, Jenny.

You want me to make you
a cup of tea?

No, thanks.

I think it would be best for me
if you just go.

Why?

I'm not a mom.

I'm not girlfriend material.
I'm not brave.

I'm not anything you need.

Hey, Helen.
No, please.

Don't.

Please, Dan.

(door opens/closes)

OK. So, then, if you wanna
come on Sunday, great,

and you just figure that out.
All right.

And then say good-bye
to the kids.

Hey. You make sure Hippo
has a night-light,

so he doesn't get scared
in the dark, OK?

Henry.
Don't worry about it.

OK.

I know you're mad.

I'd be mad too.

But, really, Audrey,
I'm only thinking of you.

I got you guys something.

I thought you might like it.

Oh, that's darling.

OK, say good-bye to Helen.

Ibsen wrote, "Not all women
are meant to be mothers."

And I have to say,
I agree with him.

Fashion and family do not mix.

But, you know,
there can be exceptions.

Exceptions?

Would you like some tea?
No, thank you.

Exceptions like...?

Tinka.

Tinka.

She wants you to be her agent,
of all things.

And, as she is one of our
biggest earners right now,
well...

I want you back.

♪ ("Thinking Over" by Dana Glover) ♪

Press on this thing.
Makes that big boom sound.

Softer. OK? Softer.
Thanks.

And I'm running out of time

I can feel that it's the season

It's time to make up my mind

And I can't really tell you
what I'm gonna do

There are so many thoughts
in my head

There are two roads to walk down

and one road to choose

So I'm thinking over
the things that you've said

I'm thinking over the things

Hey, Helen.
Hey.

You calling it a night
or want to go eat?

Oh, no, I'm just gonna go home.

Thinking over

Thinking over

Thinking over the things
that you've said

I'm thinking over

Thinking over

Thinking over the things

Am I ready for forever?

Oh, God, show me a sign

'Cause if we're to be together

Then it's got to be divine

And I can't really tell ya

What I'm gonna do

'Cause there are so many
thoughts in my head

There are two roads to walk down

and one road to choose

So I'm thinking over
the things that you've said

I'm thinking over the things

Thinking over

Thinking over

Thinking over the things
that you've said

And I'm thinking over

Thinking over

Only you know

If he's the one for me

So many thoughts in my head

There are two roads to walk down

and one road to choose

I'm thinking over

(man on TV) Mm-mm.
Smells like sunshine.

Hi, I'm Mickey Massey.

Um... I've been married
for a long time now,

but my wife and I don't
have any children,

so my cars became my babies.

I know. That sounds obsessive.

But you don't know
the joy I feel

when I find them a good home.

I mean, look at these beauties.
What's not to love?

Massey Motors. Come visit us.

I love my cars.
And you will, too.

(man #2) Massey Motors.
In Queens.

(announcer) Now back to
the Saturday six o'clock movie.

(phone rings)
Phone call, Mr. Massey.

It's your wife.

Thank you. Thank you, Sharon.
Hello, Diane.

Oh, please.
I look like I always do.

Good night, Tim.
Thank you very much.

Sure I will...
Hold on a minute.

Hi.
Helen, you've come
back to work.

Oh, no. No.

Mickey, I need to borrow a car
desperately. It's an emergency.

Sure. Use one of
the test drives.
OK.

Hey, you were great on TV.

Oh, sure, I looked great,
but did I sell any cars?

I'm sorry.

Eddie, I need this car.

You can't take this car.
This is Mr. Massey's...

I know, but it's the only one
with a full tank of gas.

I have to go.

What movie star did
I look like? Well...

(Mickey, over PA) Helen,
I think you misunderstood.

Ed! Ed, who do we know
with a Jaguar?

Could be a celebrity
coming to knit with you.

(dog barks)
Origami, Origami. Shh.

(doorbell)
Origami.

Helen.

I'm here for my kids.

OK. I'm listening.

I don't even know who I am
anymore without them.

I need them
and I want them back.

OK, let me see if I've got that.

You need them
because you want them,

because you don't know
who you are without them.

See, all I'm hearing
is "you, you, you."

But this can't be about you.
It has to be about them.

What don't you understand?
I love those kids.

Whether or not you love them
was never the question.

It was whether or not
you could raise them.

The power to take the kids back
is yours.

This is not a power struggle
between you and me.

This is me asking you

to do the right thing
for everyone.

The kids aren't packed.

It's too late for them to go
anywhere tonight, anyway.

Ed, can you let Origami out?

Come on. The bases are loaded.
Jeter's up.

(Origami barks)
I'll be right back.

Ed! I mean, don't you hear him?

Hi!

Ohh! (laughs)

Hey, Henry, Audrey.
I miss you guys.

You guys heard all that?
Yeah, we did.

Hey, you left Irwin back
at our place. Why?

It's not really Irwin.

My Irwin had a skull
and crossbones

that I drew on his stomach.

Why didn't you say something?

Seemed you didn't
want me to know.

Sarah, honey, why don't you
go play with turtle

and figure out a name for him?

I just couldn't stand
the idea of you

losing something else
you cared so much about.

Can I put him in a bowl?

Sarah, you wanna help
Henry with the turtle?

Can I name him Hippo?

Why do you want
to name everything Hippo?

Because I can spell it.

Audrey, sweetie,
can you do me a favor

and get me your wallet?

Why?

Could you just do it, please?

Open it up and
give me your fake ID.

Why?

Because I said so, that's why.

I'm not gonna give it to you.
I'm not a child.

Yes, you are.

You are a child, Audrey,

and you have a right
to a childhood

and you should fight for it.

But if you won't, then I will.
Now, give me your ID.

That was very adult of you.

You tricked me.

I thought you were on my side,
but you're just like her!

I hate you.

Do you hear me? I hate you!

Well,

I'm just gonna have
to live with that.

Well, we don't have to
decide this tonight.

(gasps) Oh, Jenny.
What are you doing?

At first, I didn't agree
with this letter,

but...

Sit down.

No, I think I'll swing.
In fact, you know what they say?

What?
It's not over till
the fat lady swings.

See? I can make a joke.

"Dear Jenny,

if you're reading this,
you know that I'm gone,

and I asked Helen to be
the guardian for the kids."

(Lindsay's voice)
"And you're probably
freaked about it.

"Yes, it's a surprising choice,

considering that you are
the most incredible mother
I've ever known.

"If you find this letter odd,

understand that my
always-be-prepared Paul

convinced me to write it now,
while our children are young.

(Sarah makes popping sound)

"You must know from experience

that when it comes to
picking somebody else

to raise your kids,
no one seems right.

"No one is you.

(mouths)

"And so you choose someone
who is most like you.

(mouths)

"Someone that will give the
kids a taste of their real mom.

"The mom they lost
and never really got to know.

"In so many ways,
we are so much alike.

"That's why I chose Helen.

They're all yours.

"Of course, she'll have lots
of fights with the kids,

yet she'll find a way
to make up.

Welcome to the mamahood.

"I know sometimes
she messes things up

"and makes big mistakes.

"On the other hand,
she also makes big comebacks.

"Respect her, Jenny.
Give her a shot.

"We're family,
and I'm counting on you

to keep everyone together.

"I know Helen
will certainly need some help

learning how to be
a mother to my kids...

but I've got you for that,

and who could be better?"

OK.

"After all, you raised Helen.

"You'll teach her
how to be a mom.

"Just like you taught her
how to tie her shoes.

"I can still hear you
telling her:

The bunny goes around
the tree and into the burrow."

Pull tight.

Yes!
(Henry) It's about time, Sarah.

♪ ("Whip It" by Devo) ♪

♪ Before the cream sits out ♪
♪ too long, you must whip it ♪

♪ Now whip it into shape ♪

♪ Shape it up, get it straight ♪

♪ Go forward, move ahead ♪

♪ Try to detect it, ♪
♪ it's not too late ♪

♪ To whip it, whip it good ♪

♪ ("Feels Like Rain" by John Hiatt) ♪

♪ Down here the river ♪

♪ Meets the sea ♪

♪ And in the sticky heat ♪
♪ I feel you ♪

♪ Open up to me ♪

♪ Love comes ♪
♪ outta nowhere, baby ♪

♪ Just like a hurricane ♪

♪ And it feels like rain ♪

♪ And it feels like rain ♪

♪ ("A Love Like This" by Mark McGrath) ♪

♪ There's a love ♪
♪ that I'm feeling ♪

♪ When I look in your eyes ♪

♪ It's the same way I'm feeling ♪
♪ when you're looking in mine ♪

♪ All the stars form a circle ♪
♪ around you and I ♪

♪ Without you there's nothing ♪

♪ There's one thing ♪
♪ you should know ♪

♪ As we sit here all alone ♪

♪ Just come in close, ♪
♪ there's something I should say ♪

♪ I been thinking, ♪
♪ wishing, hoping, praying ♪

♪ In your heart ♪
♪ is where I'm staying ♪

♪ A love like this ♪
♪ doesn't happen too much ♪

♪ Even less than never ♪
♪ like the sun and moon together ♪

♪ A love like this, oh ♪

♪ I've been thinking, ♪
♪ wishing, hoping, praying ♪

♪ In your heart ♪
♪ is where I'm staying ♪

♪ A love like this ♪
♪ doesn't happen too much ♪

♪ Doesn't happen too much ♪

♪ ("Extraordinary" by Liz Phair) ♪

♪ I am extraordinary ♪

♪ If you'd ever get to know me ♪

♪ I am extraordinary ♪

♪ I am just your ordinary ♪

♪ Average everyday ♪
♪ sane psycho supergoddess ♪

♪ Average everyday sane psycho ♪

♪ You may not believe in me ♪

♪ But I believe in you ♪

♪ So I still take the trash out ♪

♪ Does that make me ♪
♪ too normal for you? ♪

♪ So dig a little deeper ♪

♪ 'Cause you still ♪
♪ don't get it yet ♪

♪ See me licking my lips, ♪
♪ need a primitive fix ♪

♪ And I'll make, ♪
♪ I'll make you love me ♪

♪ I am extraordinary ♪

♪ I am just your ordinary... ♪

♪ ("Sister Sunshine" by Five For Fighting) ♪

♪ Hey, yeah, sister sunshine ♪

♪ You've been living ♪
♪ in the sky, ♪

♪ Are you ever gonna ♪
♪ come on down? ♪

♪ Hey, yeah, sister sunshine ♪

♪ Show me love ♪

♪ I prayed though ♪
♪ I've never been a God man ♪

♪ You never know, maybe it ♪
♪ just might mean something ♪

♪ I switched back, ♪
♪ see if anything was going right ♪

♪ The washer called me ♪
♪ and bled me off ♪

♪ Said, "You're gonna save one, ♪
♪ better save yourself" ♪

♪ "And you'll never know me ♪

♪ Till you find your own ♪
♪ piece of life" ♪

♪ Hey, yeah, sister sunshine ♪

♪ You've been living ♪
♪ in the sky ♪

♪ Are you ever ♪
♪ gonna come on down? ♪

♪ Hey, yeah, sister sunshine ♪

♪ You've been living ♪
♪ in the sky, ♪

♪ Are you ever gonna ♪
♪ come on down? ♪

♪ Hey, yeah, sister sunshine ♪

♪ You've been living ♪
♪ in the sky, ♪

♪ Are you ever gonna ♪
♪ come on down? ♪

♪ Hey, yeah, sister sunshine ♪