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Hi, I'm Jason Seaver.

I'm a psychiatrist.

I've spent the last 15 years helping people with their problems. And I'm

Seaver. I've spent the last 15 years helping our kids with problems even

wouldn't believe.

Now Maggie has gone back to work as a reporter for the local newspaper.

Jason has moved his practice into the house so he can be there for the kids.

They're great kids.

Most of the time. And the rest of the time?

We love them anyway.

Yeah.

Unbelievable.

Show me that smile again.

Don't waste another minute on your crying.

We're nowhere near the end.

The best is that it didn't begin.

As long as we got each other, we got the

world spinning right.

We can take anything that comes

our way.

Baby, rain or shine, all the time.

We got each other, sharing the love tonight.

Here we go. How many for scrambled eggs?

Okay, how many for last night's liver?

Now, how many for scrambled eggs?

Uh -huh.

Dad, I'm having some trouble with my science project.

Huh? You need some help with it? I need to know what it is.

Well, uh, what are you studying in science?

Fine stuff.

Okay, that's a good start.

Carol, what did you do for your third grade science project?

Well, I constructed a compound of monodichlorides and polydichlorides that

capable of withstand excessive heat and mechanical stress.

Mike?

I ran tests to see how high a Super Bowl would bounce.

Well, at least we've now defined the boundaries of science.

Well,

you sure do.

You want some eggs?

No time.

I've got this 8 .30 interview on this toxic waste story. Do you realize that

they are just dumping this stuff all over Long Island? It may very well be in

our water.

Even our food.

Even in our eggs.

I'm going to be late.

Bye, everybody.

Bye.

See you at lunch.

Lunch?

Yeah, you're going to meet me back here for lunch.

Oh, Jason, I'm sorry. I completely forgot.

No problem.

So at 3 about noon?

Well, the problem is I don't think I'll have time to come home.

It's your cooking, Dad. Take her out.

Good idea.

Look, why don't I just come by there and I'll take you out for lunch?

Oh, gee, I'm not sure what time I'll be free. Oh, Jason, I don't want you to

have to wait around. Oh, that's no problem. It'll be fun for me. I haven't

you in action at your office.

Well, I... Mom, come on. The guy's begging for a date.

I don't know how much more of this I can watch.

Okay. Okay. All right, see you later.

See you later. Bye -bye. Bye. Yes!

We suspect that Easttown is giving you and your neighbors a lot of false

information about what's been dumped in that reservoir.

Right. Uh -huh.

Uh -huh.

See, that's just what I mean.

You see, there's no such thing as chunky -style water.

Uh -huh. For the record? Good.

Oh, just one minute, okay?

Uh -huh. How about...

Sure, right over there.

I want to place a call, not launch an

MX missile.

Hello,

this is Dr. Seaver. Mr. Anderson in, please.

Oh, no, I'm sorry. I must have misdialed then.

I was...

No, I don't wish to place a classified ad.

Oh, I'm sure that's a very good per -word price.

But, no, I'm trying to get an outside line here.

No, I'm not going to be placing the ad with anyone else.

I'm trying to reach a patient.

Mildly schizophrenic.

Delusions of grandeur.

Let's go with this one. Yes, I'll be right with you, Mrs. Kerwick. Uh -huh,

-huh. And this one.

Maggie.

I think I just leveled Moscow.

Okay, I'm all set here.

So, where do you want to eat?

Hey, Mags, want to grab some lunch?

Mags? Brad, I want you to meet my husband, Jake the Thief.

Oh, jeez, I didn't even see you down there.

This is Fred Mathis. Fred's the one I'm working with on the toxic waste story.

Oh, no, no, don't get up.

Hey, it's really nice to meet you. Well, it's nice to meet you. Mags has told me

a lot about you.

Oh, why didn't you tell me about Fred?

Well, poor Mags has stuck with me all day. I'm sure the last thing she wants

do when she gets home is talk about me. Oh, that's not true.

I told you about Fred just yesterday. Don't you remember?

Oh, yes.

Well, I think I just pictured you differently.

Balder.

What's the matter?

Well, that's the public for you. They think we all look like Lou Grant.

Thank God Mags doesn't, huh, Jason?

Jason and I were just about to grab a bite. Well, I won't keep you. Excuse me.

Oh, Mags, I will need to see you for a couple of minutes before that meeting at

2 o 'clock. It's 1 .30 now.

Oh.

Well, look, Fred, why don't you just join us for lunch? I don't want to. No,

I insist.

You two have work to do together. That's very nice of you, Jason.

Mags, I didn't tell you. Two of these goons tried to muscle me when I was at

that East Town dump. Must have been some big goons.

Come on, Carol. Why can't you just write this essay for me? Because it's your

assignment. Yeah, but you'd do a better job. I mean, look, you're standing on

principle, and the result is that the essay suffers.

Now, do you really want it on your conscience?

That's the private hell I choose to live within.

Maggie?

Thought I heard a car door slam.

No, you know, Dad, no matter how many times I ask the neighbors to please

out through their windows, they insist on using those doors.

Don't be a wise guy, Mike.

Carol, what time does your watch say?

Um, 10 .03.

Why? Is yours broken?

No, no, it says 10 .02.

Just thought it might have stopped.

Apparently it did, Dad, but it sounds like you've nipped it in the bud.

Maggie. Fred.

Ah, yeah. No, I'll have her call you right away.

Okay.

You too.

Yeah. Bye.

Fred? Yeah, Fred's the guy your mother's working on that toxic waste story with.

Seems like a nice guy.

Very nice.

Darn nice.

guys act your age.

Hi, everybody.

Hey, Mom. Maggie, I didn't even hear your car door slam.

Well, I'll try and do it louder next time.

Well, guys, how's it going?

What'd you do today?

Well, I went... Nothing. They're children.

They have boring, uneventful lives.

How was your day? Tell us about that story.

Jason, I'm sorry our lunch got turned into a work session.

Oh, no, are you kidding? That was great for me.

It was shocking for me to discover how little I knew about sludge.

What about the East Town dump?

Oh, honey, I am really bushed. I'd rather not even think about that stuff

while. Okay?

Okay.

Sure. Hey, Dad, don't forget to tell her Fred just called.

Fred called?

Oh, good. I need to talk to him. We're going to break the story tomorrow if it

means working until midnight. Oh, I just can't wait to nail those creeps.

Fred?

So how did everyone enjoy my foray into the wonderful world of pancakes?

Well, it beat the heck out of your foray into the wonderful world of liver.

Dad, did they have science projects when you were in third grade?

Ben, when Dad was in the third grade, they didn't have science.

In fact, when Dad was in the third grade, they didn't have the third grade.

They say the sense of humor is the final stage of child development.

You ought to feel it coming on any time now.

Yes, Ben, I did a wonderful project in third grade.

I grew mold on bread.

On purple?

Yes, yes. I determined that mold would grow faster on white bread than on

pumpernickel.

I think I should strike out in new directions.

Well, what you really have to do is... Find something that interests you, and

that way the project will teach you the most.

Right here.

Bye, Mom. Bye, sweetie. Have a good day. Nice talking to you, Mom.

You look great again.

Thanks. Looking good yourself?

Oh, yeah, you know, I've been cutting down on the beer.

Me, too.

Me, too. Have a good day.

I'm out of here, too.

Oh, remember, Fred and I will probably be working late again tonight.

Okay. So what time do you think you'll be home?

Well, it's hard to estimate.

Oh, I don't know. Between 9 and 11, I'd say.

You call that an estimate?

No, an estimate is 9 .05, 9 .06.

Okay, okay, let's say between 10 and 10 .15.

Well, which one, 10 or 10 .15?

I don't know, Jason. It's only 15 minutes.

Well, it's only 15 minutes.

Maggie, a lot can happen in 15 minutes.

The Titanic sunk in 15 minutes.

Charlton Heston picked up Ten Commandments in 15 minutes.

Our first child was conceived in 15 minutes.

Tops.

Jason.

Are you jealous?

Jealous? Uh -huh. Of what?

Of me and Fred, you know, working late.

Oh, of you and, uh... Uh -huh. That is a comical thought.

Maggie, I'm a psychiatrist.

I'm also a man with a heightened degree of self -awareness. And for that reason,

I can admit to a certain sense of loss over the fact that you now share things

with a professional colleague. Uh -huh. Until 10 or 11 at night.

Things you and I are unable to share.

Uh -huh. But I hasten to add I would feel exactly the same way if your

were a woman.

Oh. Well, you're probably right. Well, there's no probably about it, Maggie.

Analyzing people's motivations is what I do for a living.

I am not sexually jealous.

I have far too much faith in you to ever be sexually jealous.

And I would appreciate it if you had the same faith in me.

I'm sorry, Jason. I was just kidding.

Forgive me?

Well, okay.

Okay.

Good. I'll see you later.

So what time do you think you'll be home?

Thank you.

Hey, Dad, what's another word for election?

Plebiscite. I didn't ask you. I asked Dad.

What's the difference?

The difference is I don't want to know from you.

Sorry.

How do you spell it?

Why should I tell you how to spell it?

Because I asked you.

I thought you didn't want to know things from me.

What are you, a lawyer?

I mean, I'm trying to do you a favor here by finding a use for your brain,

don't know why you turn on me like a wild dog.

a good science project, so stop it.

But you told me to do something that interests me.

Mike and Carol interest me more than mold.

That's a touching sentiment, Ben.

Now cut it out.

What's with him?

He doesn't like you. He never has.

Hey, Dad, when's Mom coming home?

Do I look like Gene Dixon, Mike?

Your mother's a working adult, and when she's finished working, she'll come

home. I wish she'd get here, because she thinks of great science projects.

She does?

Last year, she picked tadpoles.

Well, that's it, then.

I can't do tadpoles again.

They keep these things on file.

No, I mean your mother.

We should be asking your mother what to do.

In fact, I think I'll go down to that newspaper office right now and ask her.

Dad, why don't you just call her?

Obviously, you haven't seen the phones they have down there.

Believe me, it'd be a lot simpler this way.

Won't that be bothering her, Dad?

Absolutely not. No, no, your mother wants to be involved in these decisions.

Besides, I don't like the idea of her being down at the office this late at

night all by herself.

She's not all by herself.

Fred's with her.

Even so.

Fred, who's that?

The janitor?

No one who cleans for a living will press his nose against glass.

Maybe it's one of those goons from that East Town dump site.

Oh, I'll call the police.

Jason! Jason!

Are you all right?

I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you.

No, no, I'm fine. Sit down.

Fortunately, my nose stopped the door before it could hit my face.

What are you doing here?

What am I doing here?

It's about Ben.

Jason, what is it? Is it serious?

Well, of course it's serious. I wouldn't come down here if I wasn't serious,

would I?

I don't know what to do with the boy, Maggie. He's got a bad attitude about

mold. And it's just not ethical for him to do tadpoles again.

Excuse me.

This sounds personal.

You

came

down here to check up on me, didn't you?

Oh, well, that's great.

That's just great. I come down to discuss the welfare of our youngest son.

Our baby, if you will.

And you twist it into something sordid.

I have a good mind. I should just turn around and walk out of here right now.

I don't believe this. I mean, you thought, you actually thought there was

something going on between me and Fred?

I can't even dignify that with a response.

You like him better than me, don't you?

Come on, Maggie, admit it. I'm not a complete idiot.

Maggie, do you want some eggs? No time.

Maggie, how about we meet for lunch? Oh, I completely forgot.

Well, Maggie, how was your day today?

I don't want to talk about it. I'm done. Fred called?

Oh, I have time to talk to him.

Jason. Don't Jason me, Maggie. I've also been watching the way you're dressing

lately. And now I understand it.

Because when he looks at you, he looks at you as if you were... as if you were

woman.

Yeah, you know, at first I couldn't figure that out. And then it dawned on

I am a woman.

So you admit it.

You're into this, Maggie. You enjoy it. Yeah, I enjoy it. People find me

interesting. That makes me feel good. What's wrong with that?

Well, what's wrong with it is you're putting your husband through a living

And, Maggie, I would never do that to you.

Ah!

What do you mean, ah?

Ah! I spent 15 years in sweatpants cleaning toilets while you went down to

office in your sexy psychiatrist sweater and your sexy psychiatrist jacket. My

jackets aren't sexy, Maggie. They're tweed. Women die for tweed.

I have no control over that. And how many nights did I spend watching your

broccoli go limp while I waited for you to come home?

I was fighting traffic, Maggie. Yeah, with that brilliant young psychiatrist

your carpool.

Dr. Rosenblum?

Dr. Jennifer Rosenblum, who, as I noticed, always managed to ride in the

seat next to you.

Maggie, she had very long legs.

Well, that's a relief.

hope leg room wasn't a problem when the two of you jetted off to Chicago for

that psychiatric convention.

We were writing a paper together.

Yes, I remember it. Human sexual inhibitions. Use them or lose them.

Maggie, that was strictly a professional relationship.

What do you think?

Was that a rhetorical question?

Waiting for someone else to come home all the time is hard, Jason.

But you get better at it.

I hope so.

Well, suddenly I feel very silly.

Well, silly is a strong word.

Not entirely inappropriate, but strong.

Jason, I love you. I could never cheat on you.

Yeah?

Yeah.

It's obvious Ben should do caterpillars.

Oh, now that's a great idea.

Thanks.

It's a good thing I came down here tonight.

So how's Ben doing with his caterpillars? Somebody else is already

caterpillars. Ben had to think of a new project.

Oh, a new project?

Please.

Pretty good.