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Van, do not write that in her book.

It says to write down her first word,
and that was her first word.

"Sausages."

Jake, did you hear her say "sausages"?

I don't know. Did I, Van?

Where have you been?

Um... Oh, I remember. None of your business.

Hey, Kyra, guess what
Elizabeth's first word was?

"Help"?

Hey, Kyra. Glad you're back.

Yeah, she's finally home.
A half hour late.

Feel free to punish her in front of us.

Cheyenne, she called and asked,
and I said it was okay.

Paperwork's on your desk.

We'll be in the kitchen.

All this talk of sausages made me hungry.

[knocking at door]

Hey, Reba. Uh, Cheyenne,
could I have a minute with your mom?

Don't just be barging in here
ordering everybody

around 'cause you've got something to say.

Cheyenne still lives here.

It's about Terry Holliway.

Go live in the kitchen.

Fine.

I got a lot better things to do than
listen to your boring secrets.

You talked to Terry? What'd he say?

No, not him. His brother Mike called.

He's throwing a party for him.
He wants us to come.

Why would he do that? Terry hates us.

Who's Terry Holliway,
and why does he hate you?

- Cheyenne!
- I gotta tell Van something,

so either tell me what happened,
or I'll make something up.

All right. We all worked
together in a bar.

Terry was our best friend, and...

he kind of had a thing for your mom.

Ooh, way to go, hot stuff!

Well, it's not as great as it sounds.

It ended badly, and we haven't
talked to him in 25 years.

What do you say we go back
and mend some fences?

It'll be great to see him again,
and I'm sure he's over that by now.

Ah, I don't know, Brock.

I'm not the kind of woman a man gets over.

[theme song playing]

[Reba] Ha, hey!

♪ My roots are planted in the past ♪

♪ Though my life is changing fast ♪

♪ Who I am is who I want to be ♪

♪ A single mom who works too hard ♪

♪ Who loves her kids and never stops ♪

♪ With gentle hands
And the heart of a fighter ♪

♪ I'm a survivor ♪

Here you go.

I remember this luggage.

This was a wedding present from my mother.

- Yeah.
- Ironic, seeing as how when

I left here, I had my clothes
in a grocery bag.

Sure wish I could go with you guys,

but somebody's gotta stay and watch Henry.

And you know how it is
when old friends get together,

and all those old emotions
bubble to the surface.

You know... [gurgles, laughs]

Nobody wants old ball and chain around.

Thanks for understanding.

Ah, honey, it's just for one night.

Right. One night.

One far-away-from-home,

sleeping-in-a-hotel-with-your-ex,
getting-sloppy-drunk night.

And her lookin' all sassy.

Baby.

I'll be packing the car.

Don't worry, Barbra Jean.
If he tries to rekindle anything,

I'll just knock him upside the head
with his mama's suitcase.

- Kids, I'm going!
- And I'm not!

[Brock] Look at this place.

- I can't believe we're doing this.
- Oh, Reba, relax.

I know you're nervous.
Hell, I'm nervous too.

Nervous? Good Lord, Brock.

My stomach feels like it's full
of firecrackers and vinegar.

Oh, that might be the coffee though.

Wow. So that's what
this door looks like sober.

Oh, this is so weird. It's like we're
22 again and still working here.

Yeah, that was a great time.

Who knew back then that your best years
were already behind ya?

[laughs] After you.

Okay, say it again.

I need to hear it one more time
if we're gonna do this.

- I love you, Brock.
- That's all I need.

With that I can climb the highest mountain
or swim the deepest sea.

Okay, go tell Terry you're leaving him.

- Me? Why don't you go tell him?
- Well, he's your boyfriend.

- Well, he's your best friend.
- Exactly.

We've been friends for ten years.

You guys have only been going out for two.

He's crazy about me.

- Hey, there's the love of my life.
- I'm here too.

[all laughing]

Where you been with my girl, Brock?
Tryin' to get me jealous?

No, man. We were just...
Terry, I need to talk to you for a second.

Hang on. There's somethin'
I wanna show you first.

Huh? [laughs] Could you believe it?

I'm askin' Reba to marry me.

Look at that.

Well, will you... will you look at that?

[laughs] Look at that.

And all this time I figured
you'd be the first casualty.

Anyway, uh, I'd like you
to be my best man, Brock.

Oh, Terry, man.
I don't think I can do that.

Oh, you're doin' it, pal.
You are not gettin' out of this one.

No, I can't. Really.

Terry, stop. No. No.
It's me. It's not him.

- Reba.
- I love him.

I'm sorry, but I love him.

What were you guys talkin' about?

You love him?

Nice job, Brock.

Well, I wasn't just gonna blurt it out.

It happened, Terry.

I guess I felt our relationship
wasn't goin' anywhere.

[gasps]

- Is that--
- Oh, yeah, it is.

Well... [clears throat]
I don't feel like a stupid idiot at all.

Oh, no, man. You're not an idiot.

Yeah, you're right. You are.

- What... No, no. No one is.
- Terry.

I don't think there's
an idiot involved here.

Maybe we should talk
in the parking lot, Brock.

Is that really safe?
I mean, cars coming in and out.

You're fired, Reba. I'll see you outside.

- Oh, hey.
- Terry!

- Terry! Wait a second!
- Terry! Just a second!

Well, all in all, I think
that went pretty well.

- Jake, what are you doing?
- Eating icing.

Buddy, you can't eat icing
straight out of the can.

You gotta put it on bread.

- What are you guys doing?
- Making sandwiches.

[Cheyenne] Mmm.

I know I'm late. I should have called.

I'm a bad, bad person.

Kyra, I've decided
that I don't want to fight.

I'm gonna trust you.
So if you're late, who cares?

Yeah. Where were you?
Ha, ha! No one wants to know.

But... I did get your favorite dinner.
Mac and cheese wheels.

Mac and cheese wheels
was my favorite when I was, like, eight.

Sorry to want to include you in our fun.

Not as sorry as I was to be included.

I'm spending the night at Gabby's.

- No, I don't think so.
- What happened to trusting me?

Hey, I'll trust you when
you show me a little respect.

Don't hold your breath.
You stay here and enjoy being blonde.

Van, prevent her.

[laughs] Prevent Kyra?

Couldn't I just stick
my hand in the blender?

Bye now.

[scoffs]

Where the heck is everybody?

Hey, there's Mike.

Hey, what do you have to do
to get a drink in this dump?

Hey, eh, hey, Brock! Reba!
Oh, I'm so glad you came.

- Oh, good to see you.
- So, how's married life?

Over.

- We're divorced.
- No way.

Way. Marriage is a lot of give and take,

and Brock was more than I could take.

[laughs]

Oh, so you're puttin' the band
back together for the party tonight.

- Yeah. Listen, about the party--
- Does Terry know we're coming?

- No, he doesn't.
- Oh, great, great.

- Watch what I'm gonna do when he comes in.
- No, Brock--

I can't wait to see
the look on Terry's face.

- Listen, Reba--
- How is the old bag of dirt anyway?

Terry's dead.

He died last Thursday.

Surprise!

Oh, man. This is gonna kill him.

I can't believe it.

I can't believe Terry's dead.

I can't believe Terry's dead,
and we brought him a juicer.

Mike, why'd you tell me it was a party?

If I had told you the truth,
would you have come?

- Yes.
- Really?

- Of course.
- After what you two did, I wouldn't.

How can you joke at a time like this?

Oh, come on, Reba!

Terry would have wanted us
to have a good time.

The man would have done
anything for a laugh.

Wait a minute. You dog!
This is a trick, isn't it?

Oh, of course it is!

He's just gettin' us back,
tryin' to make us feel guilty.

All right, where is he? Where's Terry at?

Only the good die young,
and he wasn't good!

[laughing]

Terry's dead.

Oh, and we're so very sorry.

He was a good man.

He was very sick, and now he's not.
But he had a good life.

Did he ever talk about us
much after we left?

No, but I did find this
going through his office.

- It's addressed to you both.
- What's it say?

Oh, I don't know.
The only thing I do know...

- He already had a juicer.
- You're bad.

- You're bad!
- You're just flat-out sick.

[clears throat]

[deep voice] Front desk.

Hey. Hey, buddy. Uh...

Could you please connect me
to Dr. Brock Hart's room?

[normal voice] Yes, it's his wife again!

No answer? Um, okay.

Well, is there a Reba Hart
registered there too?

No, no, no. I don't
want you to ring her room,

um, but would you be willing
to go and listen at the door?

Because she looks sassy! That's why!

[knocking at door]

Kyra! Is everything all right?

No. She's four years older than me,
but she treats me like a child.

Like I can't make better decisions
about my life than she did with hers.

[scoffs]

Your mother is more than
four years older than you.

Cheyenne. I want to call my mom.
Do you have the number of the hotel?

[high-pitched] No. [giggles]

And even if I did, I'm sure the people
at the front desk are obnoxious.

Plus it's not like I need
to check up on them. Right?

Why would you even think that?

I don't. I did.

I do. Well, I tried not to,
but I did... do. Cheese?

Barbra Jean, I don't know if you get this,

but my mom is totally over my dad,

and my dad is over her.

I know. I'm stupid, stupid, stupid.

No, you're just assuming the worst.

At some point, you have to trust people.

That's the same thing
the private detective said.

So you and Cheyenne had a fight, huh?

Did you tell her
you were comin' over here?

I did. I will.

I didn't. I'm going to.

Cheese?

Reba, you know what just kills me?

Why did we let so much time go by?

I mean, I can't believe that
neither one of us had the guts

to come back here and get some closure.

Well...

What do you mean, "well"?

Well, I sorta did.

- No, you didn't.
- Yeah, a little bit.

[laughs]

Well, what the hell
is that supposed to mean?

Well, we were very close, Terry and me.

- I wanted to let him down easy.
- How easy?

Three or four times easy.

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold on here!

You mean to tell me that
after we started going out,

you cheated on me?

Cheated? Well, that's the pot
calling the kettle Brock!

And, no, we just talked. [sighs]

But that was dragging it out,

so eventually I told him
I couldn't see him anymore.

Yeah? How'd he take it?

His last words to me were,
"I'll never get over you."

You're lucky.

His last words to me were,
"Unlock that car door!"

[smacking lips]

- Hit me.
- You have 19.

But I want to get 21.

You don't have to get 21.
You just don't want to go over 21.

- Nineteen is a great blackjack hand.
- Oh. Okay, I'll stay.

Twenty. I win again.

[knocking at door]

- Hey.
- I called him.

I can't believe you did that.

I didn't want them to know
where I was. I wanted them to worry.

Well, I'm sorry, but I gotta do
what's best for you,

no matter how it affects our relationship.

- Here are your Pop-Tarts.
- And I had a craving.

I know what you're gonna say.

Good. Then I won't have to say it and
listen to all your smart-aleck comments.

You're gonna tell me, "Cheyenne is
only trying to protect you."

And you're gonna say
somethin' super clever

about how she should
have protected herself

before she got knocked up at 17.

[laughs] Hilarious!

Then you'll get that smug look
on your face, because once again

Kyra has won the exchange
with the dim-witted Van.

Five-card draw. Jacks or better to open.

- I don't think you're dim-witted.
- Right.

And I'm so stupid, I believe that. Duh!

Can you open?

All right. Open for two. How many cards?

Three. It's Cheyenne that's dim-witted.

Cheyenne's my wife, and I love her.

And she also happens to be
your sister and loves you a lot.

- Dealer stands pat.
- She doesn't love me.

Oh, will you stop being
so unbelievably 14!

I bet three.
She even admires you, you little jerk.

Yeah, right. Three and three more.

She does. I mean, you make
honor roll every semester.

She never did that. I call you.

She was too busy doing pep squad.

Do you get that the way
you look down at pep squad

is exactly the way
you accuse them of looking at you?

I don't like this Van.

I like the dumb Van.

Two pair. Kings over nines.

Ah, straight. Eight high.

So here's what I came over to tell you.

"Cheyenne is only trying to protect you."

- That's not a straight.
- What?

Three, four, five, seven, eight?

It's not a straight, you dope. I win.

Well, who cares?
It's Barbra Jean's money anyway.

"...but I did get to write two good
songs out of the experience."

"One is a slow ballad called
'Now That You've Gone,'

and the other is a rocker called...

'If You Ever Unlock That Door,
You're A Dead Man.'"

You know, just to clarify,
that door wasn't locked.

It was... stuck.

"But as time went on, I actually started
to understand what happened."

"It was hard to watch you sing
and not fall in love with you, Reba."

"It was hard to watch you do anything
and not fall in love with you."

"And I'd like to believe
the only reason I lost out

is because you two
were meant for each other."

"Be happy. Have a good life together."

"Don't screw it up, Brock."

"Love, Terry."

He said don't screw it up, you idiot!

Ow!

So do you regret it, Reba,

picking me instead of him?

Of course I do, you moron.

If I'd have picked him,
I'd have had me a bar now.

You know, you'd be surprised
how few regrets I really do have, Brock.

What do you say, Reba?

I think Terry would've liked it
if you sang that song he loved.

Oh, Mike, I don't even know
if I know the words to that song.

Go on. Sing it for Terry.

[music playing]

♪ So far away ♪

♪ Doesn't anybody stay
In one place anymore? ♪

♪ It would be so fine
To see your face at my door ♪

♪ But it doesn't help to know ♪

♪ That you're just time away ♪

♪ Long ago I reached for you ♪

♪ And there you stood ♪

♪ And holding you again
Could only do me good ♪

♪ Oh, how I wish I could ♪

♪ But you're just far away ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ You're so far away ♪

♪ One more song about
Movin' along the highway ♪

♪ Can't say much of anything that's new ♪

♪ If I could only work
This life out my way ♪

♪ I'd rather spend it ♪

♪ Being close to you ♪

♪ But you're so far away ♪

♪ Doesn't anybody stay
In one place anymore? ♪

♪ It would be so fine
To see your face at my door ♪

♪ But it doesn't help to know ♪

♪ That you're just far away ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ You're so far away ♪

♪ Yeah, you're so ♪

♪ Far away ♪

[closing theme music playing]