All language subtitles for 7th Heaven s08e13 Major League.eng

So this is the kitchen.

I know.

I've been in the
kitchen before.

Yes, but now it's
your kitchen.

At least until your aunt
returns from New York

or your father gets back
from Iraq.

So if there's anything that you
want that we don't have,

I'll get it for you.

I'm easy. I eat anything.

But thanks.

ERIC:
Okay.

Moving on.

And of course

this is the living room.

Yeah, I know.

Okay.
Look, I know where the kitchen is.

I know this is
the living room

and the dining room's
over there.

And that's the foyer
next to the staircase

that leads to
everyone's bedrooms.

I know where
the bathroom is.

I don't know why
a house this big

and with this many people
only has one bathroom.

But I do know where it is.

Actually there are
three bathrooms.

Eric and I have our own.

And there's one
in the attic.

That I didn't know.

I'm okay.

You'll hardly even
notice I'm here really.

You don't have to go
to any trouble for me.

And you don't have
to make me feel at home

because you already have,
from the moment you met me.

So, where am
I sleeping?

I'd really like to get unpacked.

I've got baseball practice
in an hour.

Oh, sure.

Welcome to the house of Camden.

Thanks.
Am I supposed to treat you

like a brother or a boarder?

Uh, what's the difference?

I tend to be easier
on the boarders.

MARTIN:
How about just treating me

exactly the way you were
treating me before I moved in?

Done.

Which room will you be taking?

Matt's old room.

Ah,

the Hello Kitty suite.

Excellent choice.

I think you'll be very
comfortable in there.

Thank you.

I can take it from here.

This is going to work
out just fine.

Are you asking me
or telling me?

I'm... not sure.

* 7th Heaven *

* When I see
their happy faces *

* Smiling back at me *

* 7th Heaven *

* I know there's
no greater feeling *

* Than the love of family *

* Where can you go *

* When the world
don't treat you right? *

* The answer is home *

* That's the one place
that you'll find *

* 7th Heaven *

* Mmm, 7th Heaven *

* 7th Heaven. *

(barks)

Good job.

You got him.

Okay, guys, water break.

Who's that guy
talking to Coach?

Maybe it's a coach from
another school checking us out.

No, this is off-season.

We're just training
to keep in shape.

It's too early
for the competition

to be checking us out.

He's a scout.

Tim Beemer told me

he heard the coach talking
on the phone last night

with a scout saying he wanted
to watch us practice.

So, who's he scouting?
I don't know.

But he's definitely
scouting someone.

It must be
one of the seniors.

Okay, everybody, that's
it for today. Hit the showers!

Come on.

I've been
waiting for you.

I was walking Happy.
What's up?

We're invited.

To?

Suzanne Rogers party
tomorrow night.

So?

It's a couples party.

It's a big deal.

Everyone in school is
talking about it.

Don't you want to go?

I was just fooling around.

Of course I want to go.

Suzanne's parties are legendary.

This is going to be so cool.

My mom already gave me
permission to go.

Of course I told her

that your mom had already given
you permission.

Which won't be a lie

when she does give
you permission.

What?

My parents don't know Suzanne.

Or her parents.

So?

So they have these rules.

And the rule for parties is
that they have to know

the friend throwing the party,
or the parent in charge.

So you mean they might say no?

But this is
a couples party.

I can't go alone.

Then again if my mom finds out
that you can't go,

she probably won't let me
go either.

Can't you just

ask your parents to bend
the rules this once?

You know, my mom doesn't bend.

Does this mean we're not going?

No, we're going.

We're just going
to need some help.

Martin seems to be settling in.

I'm not settling in.

I could tell.

You want to talk?

Don't get me wrong--
I love Martin, you know.

I'm glad that we could help
him and his family.

I'm glad he's here.

He's a great kid.

Sweet, polite, well-mannered.

And your problem?

Well I... I don't know
how to treat him.

Treat him just like you were
treating him before he moved in.

I'm afraid it's
not that simple.

He's under our roof now,
he's our responsibility.

I can't treat him like
a kid who came to dinner and stayed three months.

Robbie lived with us
for a while.

Robbie was a grown man
when he moved in.

You know Martin's 16.

He's a child,

but he's not our child.

So do I treat him
like my child?

And if that's not appropriate

then how am I supposed
to treat him?

I can tell my kids
what to do.

Tell them what to eat, tell
them to clean up their rooms,

do their homework, chores.

I can get on them
if they're being lazy

or if they're saying or doing
something that they shouldn't.

How does Martin fit into that?

I really think you're making
more of all this

than you need to.

Martin isn't going
to cause us any trouble.

You're not going to need
to reprimand him.

And he's cleaner than we are.

You can't be that naive.

He's a kid-- he's supposed
to cause trouble.

That's his job,
causing trouble.

That's how kids learn,
you know, making mistakes.

Okay look, why don't we
just treat him

the way we've been treating him,

and if a parenting
situation arises

and we feel we need
to intervene,

we'll do so
on a case-by-case basis.

Let's not borrow trouble.

We have just volunteered
to temporarily parent

someone else's child.

We're not borrowing trouble.

Trouble is coming,

whether you want
to admit it or not.

You didn't record these
in the checkbook register.

Oops.

Oops isn't going to work

when one of us bounces a check

because you forgot
to balance the checkbook.

I'll try harder.

But does it really matter?

Don't we have enough money
in our account

to cover any bounced checks?

Yeah, we have money,

but if we don't keep track
of our money,

eventually we won't
have any to bounce.

I'm serious.
I know.

And you're so cute
when you're serious.

You need to start taking a more
active role in our finances.

Okay, okay.
Give me the checkbook. Why?

Well, I may have forgotten
a few entries from today.

That may work with me,

but not with the bank.

Are you sure about that?

(footsteps approaching)

Am I interrupting anything?

No.

I need a favor.

I need you to talk to Mom
and Dad for me.

About?

There's this party
I want to go to.

And?

And Mom and Dad don't
know the parents, or the girl.

I'm afraid they'll say no and I
really want to go to this party.

It's a pretty
big deal.

The whole school will be there.

It's a couples thing.

And if I can't go,
Peter won't want to go.

I'll talk to Mom.

I'm sure we can
find a compromise

that makes her happy and
allows you to go to the party.

Really?

Don't worry.

Thanks. I owe you.

Lucy...

Yes?

did you tell Ruthie she
could go to that party?

No.

I think you did.

Well, I'm sure I can get
Mom to let Ruthie go.

She might want to call
the parents,

or drop Ruthie off
so she can meet them, but...

it'll all work out.

I wouldn't get in
the middle of it.

But... what do I know?

I'm the idiot who thinks you
should balance the checkbook.

Where have you been?

You've been gone for hours.

It's a surprise.

For you.

A surprise?

A big surprise.

Want to know what it is?

Then it wouldn't be a surprise.

Oh.

Want to guess
what it is?

No, I want to be surprised.

Have you washed up
for dinner?

Are you staying?

Thanks. I'll get the boys
ready for you. (doorbell ringing)

Is there something wrong?
Yeah.

My father made me
the executor of his estate.

And that's wrong?

My father hated me.

I don't think so.

Well, if what he felt
for me was love,

let's just say I'm glad
I never experienced hate.

Look, your father loved you
and he obviously trusted you,

or he wouldn't have put you
in charge of his estate.

No, no, no, that's not why
he put me in charge.

He put me in charge
as a way of saying, "Ha!

I'm dead, but I can still
make you miserable."

Well, I guess you could,

you could refuse
to be the executor.

No, no, no, see he knows
I won't do that.

He knows that I'm
way too responsible for that.

He knows that by putting me
in this position,

that I'm going to be tortured
until the day that I die.

And that, I'm sure, allows him
to rest in peace.

Is there anything I can do?

No.

Then why are you here?

I have no idea.

Would you like to stay
for dinner?

Yeah, okay.

(knocking)

Coach, you said you
wanted to see me?

The assistant coach told me
you were still here.

Yeah, I ran an extra five miles

and then hit the weight room
after practice.

There's someone here
who wants to meet you.

Martin, this is Lee Olsen.

He's a scout
with the Miami Gators.

Nice to meet you.

They're a
great team.

Almost went to the
series last year.

Would you like to play for them?

Would you like
to be a Gator?

Martin?

I... thought you were scouting
one of the seniors.

No, son,

I'm here for you.

I guess I won't ask if you
slept well the first night.

But I think I will ask
why you missed dinner

and got home so late.

I told you, I was with my coach.

Okay.
I wasn't going to tell you

until after I got ahold
of my dad,

since I think he should
be the first to know.

But he hasn't
e-mailed me back,

and I have to tell someone.

The Miami Gators...

want me to play baseball
for them.

Wow.

The Gators are
a professional baseball team.

And you're only 16.

And 16-year-olds don't play
professional baseball.

I know. I won't start playing
for them until I'm 18.

Well, I mean, if I can test out
of high school early.

and they're able to petition
the commissioner,

I may be able to start
when I'm 17--

if... if I play well in the
farm league they put me in.

Farm league?
See, after they draft me,

they're going to start me out
with one of their farm teams.

And they'll pay me a salary

and pay for a tutor,
so I can get my GED.

They'll pay
for my room and board.

And when I'm old enough,
they'll bring me up

to play in the majors for them.

Of course I'll have
to get a contract,

and my dad will have to help me
get a lawyer and an agent,

but they want me.

I'm so happy.
I mean, this is my dream,

like, the only dream
I've ever had.

Well, it's a...
it's a great dream.

But you're only 16.

Yeah, but soon I'll be 17
and then 18,

and then I'll be
a professional baseball player

for a major league team.

So what are you
going to do?

What do you mean?

Well, this is what
they're offering you,

but what, what are you
going to do?

I'm going to play ball.

What about school?

I told you.

They're going to pay for tutors.

I might even test out
of high school early.

What about college?
Yeah.

Look, if they want you now,

they'll still want you
after you finish college.

Look, I didn't tell you this

so we could discuss it.

I told you because I thought
you'd be happy for me.

I've made up my mind.
No offence, but...

you guys don't really get a say
in how I live my life.

(door closes)

So what is our role here?

Substitute parents, friends
or concerned neighbors?

(sighing)
All of the above.

(indistinct chatter)

Hey, Chandler.

How are you doing?

Fine.
Why do you ask?

No reason.

I heard about
you and Paris.

I'm sorry.

I don't know what you heard.

Paris and I are friends.

Okay.

It's just that
you seem a tad tense.

(sighing)
It's my family.

Is something wrong?
Yeah.

My... my father made me
the executor of his estate.

(phone ringing)

Excuse me.
(phone beeps on)

Hello?

Hello, Mother.

No, I haven't changed
my mind yet.

No, I am not abusing my power.

And don't call me a tyrant!

Because it hurts my feelings.

Yes, I-I know
Napoleon was a tyrant.

He was also short.
He was a very bad man.

That's why when you call me
Napoleon, it hurts my feelings!

Look, I am just doing
what Dad asked me to do.

It is my job
to execute his wishes

as dictated by the last will
and testament

and I'm going to do that job
even if it makes you upset.

Hello?

Hello?
(growling)

She hung up again!

That's the 50th phone call
since last night.

And my brother Sid
is, is back in rehab.

Well, actually,
he's out... again.

Sorry to hear
about that.

Sid wants his
inheritance, too,

but my father's wishes
specifically state that

he wants me to be in charge
of Sid's money.

And your mother?

My father left me in charge
of the estate because my mother

never showed any interest
in his business.

Plus, he knew whatever money she
got, she would share with Sid.

So, basically, this family
nightmare is, is payback.

Payback for what?

Being born, I think.

(phone ringing)

We should
get going.

(phone beeps on)
Hello?

No, Mother.

Yes, Mother.

Stop calling me that!

You boys are ready,
I can feel it.

I don't know if
I could feel it.

All I feel is afraid.

Yeah, I feel that, too.

Really?

I know you guys
can do it.

You almost did it
yesterday.

You just need
to believe you can do it.

And then strike out and
boldly go where you haven't gone before.

But what if we
fall down?

Yeah, we might get hurt.

Well, you have on the
proper safety equipment.

But, if you fall down,
I'll help you,

and you'll get right back up
and try it again.

I wouldn't be pushing you if I
didn't think you could do it.

So... what do you say?

I want to be bold.

I want to not fall down.

Let's see if we can do both.

And then later,
we'll go surprise your mom.

We could just jump
out of the closet.

Yeah, that would
surprise her.

Different kind of surprise.

This surprise is more of a...

"Wow, look at me, Mom,
I'm a big boy."

You guys said
you wanted to do this.

If you've changed your mind,
that's okay.

We don't have to.

Let's ride!

Mom!

Chandler.

What, no kiss for your mother?

Uh...

Of course.

So...

this is where you talk
to the Lord, huh?

Good for you.

Give me my money.

And give Sid his money.

Don't let your father rule
over us from the grave.

It's not fair.

Mom...

Chandler, honey,
give me my money.

What are you doing here?

I came to get my money.

I just talked to you.

Yeah, it's called a cell phone.

I was calling from a hotel.

I flew in last night

after your father's lawyer
lowered the boom.

Ouch.

Give me my money.

I can't.

Don't make your mother

stay another night
in that dumpy hotel.

There's not even a concierge.

And the sheets--
20 thread count.

It's like sleeping
on shards of glass.

Oh... and no mini-bar.

And to add insult to injury,
I had to carry my own luggage.

Do you know the last time
I had to carry my own luggage?

Try never.

Please, give Sid
and me our money,

so I can fly back to New York
where civilized people live.

You want me to give Sid,

who just got out of rehab,
access to millions of dollars?

There's that much money?

Don't play innocent with me.

You never had any interest
in Dad's business,

but we both know you had a lot
of interest in the money

from Dad's business.

Is that so wrong?

No, but giving a million dollars
to a recovering alcoholic is.

And that's why Dad
put me in charge.

No, no, no, no, no, that is
not why he put you in charge.

His putting you in charge
was his way of saying "Ha!

I'm dead, I can still
make you miserable."

I know it, you know it,
everybody knows it.

And Sid only fell off the
wagon after your father died.

So, please, show
a little sympathy.

No, he didn't.

After the will was read?

Sid started drinking
before Dad died.

Actually, I don't think
Sid ever stopped drinking.

Well, I'm not recovering
from anything...

except a night on the worst
mattress I've ever slept on.

Dad put me in charge
because he knew

that if you were in control,

you'd burn through the money
and ruin a business

that he spent
a lifetime building.

And you'd give
some money to Sid,

which he'd more than likely
spend on drugs and alcohol.

Don't force my hand,
Chandler.

What is that
supposed to mean? It means

I didn't come to this
godforsaken city for a vacation.

I came to get my money,

and I'm not leaving here
without it.

And I'll do whatever
I have to.

That's... what that means.

Will you stop worrying?

It's going to be okay.

You're going to that
party tonight, trust me.

Party?
What party?

Ruthie?

Mom, Ruthie got invited

to this cool
couples party,

and I told her that I'm sure
we can work something out,

so she could go.

We?

Yeah. You, me
and Ruthie.

It's just a party.

I think if that were true,

Lucy wouldn't be
in the middle of it,

and you would have
told me about it earlier.

Mom...

Whose party?

Suzanne Rogers.

And who is Suzanne Rogers?

Have I ever met
her parents or her?

Couldn't you drop Ruthie off?

And then you would
meet her parents

and then you'd know them,

and then Ruthie could
go to the party,

then everyone's happy, right?

Drop me off?

And totally embarrass me?
No way.

Well, don't worry, you know,
I won't be embarrassing you

because I'm not going to
let you go to the party,

because you didn't go about
this in the right way.

And neither did you.

What are you doing in the middle
of this, Lucy?

I don't know, but I am.

And I'm sure if we all try,

there has to be a compromise
that will make everyone happy.

There's that "we" again.

What we?

Paris is letting Peter go.

And why is that?

Is there anything you want
to tell me before I call Paris

and find out why she's letting
Peter go to this party?

Mom, please, this is my fault.

Lucy, I think you should go.

But...
Go.

This doesn't concern you.

(sighs)

(exhales sharply)

You're practicing
on a Saturday.

You are beyond dedicated.

Well... I'm going to be
playing in the majors.

I don't want to
embarrass you.

Ah, you could never
embarrass me.

I thought I'd go over
to the batting cages

and hit some balls
before dinner.

Want to come?

Martin, we have to talk.

There's a problem.

Reverend Camden came
to see me today.

Hi.

The coach called me
and told me where I could find you.

He thought you were upset
when you left his office.

I know you're angry with me,
but can we talk?

No.

Please?

You're not my father.

I know.

You're not even related to me.

I know, but you're living
in my house

and you're under my care,

and I do care about you,

which is why I went and talked
to your coach.

You're not trying
to take care of me.

You're trying to mess up
the chance of a lifetime.

You're trying to mess up
something

I worked my whole life for.

If this is your idea
of looking after me,

no offense, but you stink at it.

Oh, and explain something to me.

When I lived 30 yards away
and across the street,

you didn't feel all this
fatherly interference for me.

But now that I'm closer, you do?
Honestly?

I felt this...

fatherly interference for you
the day I met you.

I don't need you.

I don't need anybody!

Well, I need my father,
but he's not here.

So I've had to learn how

to live without a father.

And unfortunately,
I've also had to learn

how to live without a mother.

Basically, I know how
to take care of myself.

I may seem 16 to you,

but trust me, I'm a lot older
on the inside.

What does your father think?

You haven't e-mailed

your dad yet have you?

'Cause you know he's going to
say exactly what I'm saying.

Stay here, finish high school,
go to college,

and then play pro ball.

You can't stop me,
and neither can my father.

I'm doing this. The scout
told me I just had to have

my legal guardian sign off,

and thanks to the war in Iraq,
that's my aunt,

and she thinks
this is a great opportunity.

You're making a mistake.

No, but you did.

I told you not to get
in the middle.

Ruthie needed me.

And you let that
cloud your judgment.

Excuse me?

Ruthie is your sister, but she's
your mother's daughter.

How would you feel
if you were in your mother's position

and one of our children
did what you did?

You are so wrong about this.

No, I'm right and you're wrong.

And that's why you should
apologize to your mother.

Why did I marry you again?

Because I love you and you love
me and sometimes that means

one of us has to tell the other
when we've stepped over a line

and done something wrong.

Hey. I was on my way
over to the Camdens

and I thought
I'd say hi.

Hi.

Are you okay?

No.

Reverend Camden
is trying to mess up

this baseball thing.

You know, I thought moving in
with the Camdens was going

to be a good thing,
but it's not.

Reverend Camden is trying
to be my father.

I have a father.
I don't need another one.

Do you agree with him?

You agree with him?

Maybe.

Why?!

Look, you are only 16.

What you're talking about doing
is big, really big.

Of all the people, I thought
you would understand.

I understand
how much baseball

means to you.

I understand you want baseball
to be your life's work.

I understand
that this is something

you've worked
your entire life for.

What I don't understand is
why you have to do it now.

Why can't you finish school
here?

Why can't you go to college

and then play
professional baseball?

Simon left town early. And Simon
graduated high school early.

Simon was involved
in a fatal car accident.

He needed to get away.

Okay. So if I accidentally
killed some kid with my car,

you'd be okay with me
leaving town

to play professional baseball?

Sorry, that was out of line.

Yeah, it was.
I care about you, okay?

If I didn't,
I wouldn't say anything.

Reverend Camden cares, too.
That's why he's gotten involved.

He cares too much.
It's not his business!

Then I guess
it's not my business either.

I'm glad you could meet with me
on such short notice.

I consider Chandler
a part of my family.

So do I.

Well, Chandler is a part
of your family. He's your son.

Well, you know what I mean.

What can I do?

You can get Chandler
to give Sid and me our money.

I think it's more complicated
than that.

No, it's not.

Chandler is enjoying this
little power trip,

but enough is enough.

I've got to get back home,

and I'm not leaving
without my money.

I, I don't think Chandler
is enjoying this.

I think he wishes
that his father

had chosen someone else
to do this.

But since your husband
did choose him,

he wants to do what's right.

He wants to honor your husband's
wishes and execute

what is clearly stated
in your husband's will.

So, you're not going to help me
get my money?

I don't think I can.

You could try.

I'm sorry, but I agree
with Chandler.

You know, I think

what you and Chandler need is,
like, an unbiased third party

to help you both sort through
the emotional baggage

and clear the air.

Well, maybe you're right.

Maybe it is time
to involve someone else.

I can give you a recommendation.

Oh, that's okay.
I have someone in mind.

I'm sorry.

You should be.

Me?

I should have just
asked Mom myself.

Basically I'd get the same
result-- I'm not going.

Can I speak with you... alone?

Why do I have to leave?

Because this is none
of your business.

I called Suzanne's parents.
You know what they said?

From the look on your face,
I don't think I want to know.

They said nothing. They're out
of town for the weekend.

They've left Suzanne's

16-year-old sister in charge.

That's who I talked to.

She told me she has
a date for tonight.

So, basically,
that means

that there will be no adult
supervision at this party.

So even if I wanted to allow you
to go, which I don't, I can't,

not under these circumstances.
Sorry.

I don't think you're sorry.

I'm not the enemy, okay?
I'm just the mom.

I also called Paris to tell her
what I'd found out

about the party,
and she was surprised.

Because apparently,
Peter had told

her that I had already given you
permission to go.

So that's why she gave
Peter permission to go.

He will not be going either.

So do you have anything
you want to say to me?

Like?

"I'm sorry"?

For...?

You know what for.

Look, the only thing
I'm sorry about is

that I'm not going
to the party tonight.

Well I'm sorry
that's how you feel.

(sighs) Not now, Lucy,
I'm really upset with you.

I'm upset with you.
It's just a party, Mom.

So you don't
know Suzanne

or her parents.

Don't you remember what it was
like to be Ruthie's age?

We've had the same rules
in this house for years.

Not because I'm too lazy
to change them,

but because they've worked.

They worked for Matt,
they worked for Mary, for you,

for Simon, for Ruthie

and they'll work for the boys
when they get older.

Don't you care
about her feelings?

You're not being fair.

I went to parties where you
didn't know the parents,

and I turned out okay.

Do you know anything
about this party?

Suzanne's parents

are out of town.

And her 16-year-old sister,

who won't even be home tonight,
is in charge.

I suggest that if you want to
get into the middle of things

you get your facts straight.

But I think
it would even be better

if you didn't get involved
in things

that are none of your business.

And just
for the record,

there may have been a party here
or there over the years

that you attended where I didn't
know the parent or the friend,

but if you think
about which parties those were,

I'll bet those were the parties
where something bad happened.

Kevin and I are moving out.

Consider this our 30-day notice.

Maybe I should

come back.

No.

I was just leaving... for good.

What's up?

The boys are ready to show you
their surprise.

Is this a good time?

I could use a good surprise
right about now.

What did you say
to my mother?

What?

What did you say
to my mother?

Just that I agree
with you about the will

and the way you're handling
your father's estate.

And that maybe you two needed

some counseling. Why?

My mother's suing me.

Mom, look at me.

Look at me.

Surprise!

I was talking the boys
on a bike ride,

and they kept commenting
on how everyone

just had two wheels
on their bikes.

And they wanted to have
just two wheels, too,

so I told them
I could teach them

to ride without
their training wheels.

And they got all excited

and said that they wanted
to surprise you.

So... surprise!

Are you surprised?

Is something wrong?

I need to speak
to Eric alone.

That's okay.

I'm going to go buy some aspirin
and talk to my mother.

You couldn't leave
it alone, could you?

I just got an e-mail
from my dad.

And he's really upset!

He says he's not going to let
me play baseball early.

He e-mailed my aunt and told
her not to sign the papers.

He wants me to go to college
and then go pro.

You e-mailed my father,
without talking to me?

Who do you think you are, God?

I had to.

He had to know.

If I were in his position,
I would want to know.

You should have told him,
but since you didn't, I did.

Well, I hope you're happy.

I'm not... happy.

I'm just a dad.

Trying to help out another
dad who is very far away.

Well, I can tell you one thing.

I'm glad you're not my dad!

And I can't wait for
my real dad to get back here,

so I can get far away from you!

Mom, are you proud of us?

We didn't fall down.

I know you didn't.

They worked
really hard.

I can tell.

I want to do it again.

Me, too.

Okay, but just in
the backyard,

and you wear your helmets.

I'll be out in a little bit
and you can show me again.

Are you okay?

Did I do something wrong?

You taught them to ride a bike.

I've always taught my kids
to ride their bikes.

Matt, Mary, all of them.

It's kind of a mom thing.

At least it's this mom's thing.

I had no idea.

Some kid in the
neighborhood taught me.

I didn't know it meant
anything to you.

I know, and it was sweet of you
to help the boys.

Oh, I feel awful.
Don't. You did

a nice thing.

I just wish I'd
been there, too.

I can't undo what I've done,

but I'll make you a promise.

You can teach my kids
how to ride their bikes.

That's sweet.

I'll finish up these dishes
and start dinner.

What am I supposed to do?

Go outside and watch your
sons ride their bikes.

Thanks.

(knocking)

Okay, Mom, let's talk.

You want to talk, talk.

You really going to go
through with this?

You're going to sue me
over Dad's estate?

You could just give me
my money and Sid his money.

And then I'll drop
the whole thing.

I can't.

Why? You know your father only
did this just to torture you.

Just give us our money.
End the torment.

He may have made me

his executor to drive us
all crazy,

but I have never been one to shy
away from doing the right thing,

no matter how hard it is, ever.

And I'm not about
to start now.

I never got along with Dad.

I-I know that he wasn't
that crazy about me.

But he put me in charge.

And I'm going to execute his
estate according to his wishes.

You can sue me
if you want,

but I think you'll lose.

I know Sid will lose.

No probate judge is going
to give a guy with Sid's past

access to a pile of cash.

The judge is going to see
why Dad did what he did

and he's going to uphold
the will.

Here's your first payment
according to the will.

I know it's your money

to do with what you want, but...

please think twice before
you give money to Sid.

We both want him to get
back on his feet the right way.

Not back in rehab.

$500!

Is that all?

What, am I going
to live to be 195?

What happens to Sid's money?

It goes into a trust.

And when I think
Sid can handle it,

I'll be happy to give him
access to it,

but I think we both know

that that's going to be
a long time from now.

Okay.

Okay what?

Okay, I won't sue you.

Hey, I took a shot.

When I get back to New York,
I'll call off the dogs.

Now help me with my bags.

I've got a car
waiting downstairs

to take me to the airport.

I love you, Mom.

And I love you.

We're not moving.

I don't want to move.

I like living here.

I like knowing that when
I'm working late at night your family is close by.

It means I don't have
to worry about you

and I can concentrate
on my job, which is good,

since my job involves
the use of a gun.

I want to move.

For all the wrong reasons.

What's that supposed to mean?

It means that you'd rather move

than apologize to your mom.

That's not true.

I think it's time for us
to get a place of our own.

Today it's time,
but yesterday it wasn't?

We're moving.

No, we're not.

Just apologize.

For?
You know what you did.

You got in the middle.

You should have stayed out.

I can't apologize.

Why?

Because I don't like
being wrong, okay?

Well, tough. We're not moving.

So it's either apologize
or avoid your mother

for the rest of your life.

That's not
a real choice

by the way.

You know you have to apologize.

And I want you
to start taking

a more active role
in our finances.

I'm not your father.

I'm your husband
and you're my wife

and you should be balancing
the checkbook.

And you should be
going with me

to meet with the
people at the bank.

You should know what's going on,
with our bank accounts

and our insurance
and our investments.

We have investments?

Why are you picking on me?

Because I love you.

Upset about the party?

Not exactly.

I just apologized
to your mom

for using her name when I
lied to my mom about the party.

So if you're not upset

about the party,
what are you upset about?

I caused this huge fight
between Lucy and my mom.

And now Lucy is moving out

and it's all because I wanted
to go to some stupid party.

Is Eric around?

Hi.

No, he went down
to the church.

He should be back
in a little while.

I just wanted to come by
and tell him

that I think I worked
everything out with my mother.

Oh, that's good.

They're riding bikes
with no training wheels.

Isn't it great?

They're growing up.

It's hard to think that someday
they may be taking care of me.

It's not easy being the parent
to your own parent, huh?

What I've learned
with my dad is...

to take it
one day at a time.

If you ever want to talk,

I'm here.

I know what you're
going through.

A child one day,

a parent the next.

Helps to have
someone to talk to.

Thanks, Annie.

I'll tell Eric
you stopped by.

Okay.

Okay, boys, it's time
to go in, get cleaned up.

I'll get the boys
ready for dinner.

And I'll get out of here
so you two can talk.

Good-bye.

Good night.

Mom, I'm sorry,
for everything,

really.

Please don't blame Lucy for
getting in the middle of this.

I kind of asked her
to get in the middle.

Okay, not kind of,
I asked her to.

Apology accepted.

And please don't let
Kevin and Lucy move away.

I don't want
them to leave.

We're not leaving.

Lucy asked if you could
come up to the apartment.

She wants to talk to you.

Hi.

Hi.

Kevin said you wanted
to speak with me.

Yes.

To apologize?

Yes.

For getting in the
middle of something

that you should
have stayed out of?

Yes.

And you probably want
to apologize

for the way you spoke
to me earlier.

Yes.

Apology accepted.

Does this mean

that you and Kevin
won't be moving out?

Mom, I really am sorry.

I know.

Can we talk?

I'm not trying
to be your father.

I'm sorry if I upset you,

but, look, I had
to e-mail your dad.

He had a right to know
what you were doing.

And I think you know that.

You're old enough to
know you can't run away

and join a pro baseball team
without him knowing it.

You can be angry with me

or even hate me
for what I've done,

but I...

I just want you to know that...

I care about you and I'm trying
to do my best

when it comes to your welfare.

Do you want to say anything?

Why don't we wait
until my dad gets home

to finish this conversation?

Well, that would be nice,

but we don't know when your dad
will be coming home.

I do.

Next week.

My dad's coming
home next week.

He just sent me an e-mail.

He's worried about me, and he
went to his commanding officer.

He's taking an emergency leave.

My dad's coming home.

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