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[theme music playing]

Why are you staring at me?

I can't help it. You're so cute.

I remember when you were three-years-old,

and you sat in your little car seat,

and you'd play with your little toy steering wheel,

and you'd go, "beep, beep. beep, beep."

Mom.

Come on. Do it for me. Just one more time.

"Beep, beep." Come on. "Beep, beep."

Come on. "Beep, beep."

Beep, beep.

Thank You. Thank you. Thank you.

[engine starts]

Okay. Now, for your test, remember.

Hands on the wheel at 10:00 and 2:00.

[in sing-song] Feet on the pedals, 7:00 and 4:00.

Just a little driver's humor there.

- That's good stuff, Mom. - Thanks.

Seriously, my test is in an hour. I just wanna get a little practice.

- Okay. - [yells] Crosswalk!

[engine stops]

Barbra Jean, are you nuts?

Yes.

That's the point.

Kyra has got to be prepared for anything.

It is crazy out there on the road.

It's not very sane here in the driveway either.

Okay, Kyra. Let's take it for a spin around the block.

Oh, no, no. Not yet. Let's talk safety first.

Now, before pulling out, always check your rear.

"Check your rear."

Hey, you guys back from your practice drive already?

We haven't left yet. By the time we actually get to my test,

I'm gonna be too old to drive.

Kyra, I'm just trying

to prepare you for real driving conditions.

[yells] "Get off the road, you idiot!"

"Learn how to drive, moron!"

Seriously, I hear that all the time.

Van, do you have a flashlight or a stun gun

I could hit her with?

No hitting in the car.

- Yeah, no hitting in the car. - Stop hittin' my seat.

Oh, how do you like me now, huh?

All right. All right. That's it. Everybody out.

- Thank you. - Kyra doesn't need to practice.

Everybody knows

you take a driving test in a cool car, you pass.

[door closes]

Thanks, Van, for letting me use your car.

I know you two have a special relationship.

Well, not so much anymore. Cars are a lot like women.

See, after a year or so, they...

Let's go take that test.

- Okay, I'm set. - [engine starts]

- Hit it! - [music playing on stereo]

[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 ♪

[upbeat music playing]

[high-pitched voice] Look at me. I'm Kyra.

I'm so cool.

Oh. Look at that.

It's a giant T. rex in the road. Watch out.

[imitates crash]

[screams]

[in normal voice] Oh, but here comes Jake

on his motorcycle to save his sister.

[imitates engine revving]

What? He's driving right by?

[imitates engine revving]

Oh. That's right.

She was always so mean to him.

Jake.

You wouldn't let your sister get eaten by a dinosaur?

Do you know any?

Go upstairs and play in your room.

Okay.

[imitating Reba's Southern accent] Look at me. I'm Mom.

I like bossin' people around.

Is Kyra back yet? Did she get her license?

She better hurry up and get it soon. I only have one fingernail left.

[chuckles]

Ah, it just feels so weird, Kyra her driver's license.

It was like yesterday that I was teaching her how to ride a bike.

She'd ring that little bell. "Bring, bring. bring, bring."

"Beep, beep."

-"Bring, bring. bring, bring." -"Beep, beep."

Hey. Maybe we'll get lucky and she'll flunk.

Oh, she's not gonna flunk.

I told her how to dress for the test.

You know. Shirt down to here.

Skirt up to here.

I'd never even driven a car before I took my test.

I have a license to drive a car,

a motorcycle and an 18-wheeler.

Oh, yeah.

And yet she's always here.

- Ooh. - Well?

Bad news.

- [Reba] Oh. - Oh, honey, I'm sorry.

Your insurance rates are goin' up.

- [Reba squeals] - Yeah!

And listen. Don't even worry about the insurance.

I got a strong feeling

that the first person who walks in my office tomorrow

is gonna need a root canal.

Again?

- That's how I got my engagement ring. - That's right.

Congratulations, sweetie.

What's going on?

Kyra got her license.

Oh! Congratulations, Kyra.

I remember when I got my license.

I felt so free, it was like a passport to drive.

[Van] Yeah.

I just hope your picture turns out good.

When I got my license, my face looked like this.

Yeah.

Now every time I get pulled over, that's the face I have to make.

You are so lucky, Kyra.

The three months between when I got my license and when I got pregnant

were, like, the best, most freest times of my life.

But I don't miss it.

I mean, more than three months would have been way too much.

Okay. Now that you've got your license,

we have a few rules we need to go over with ya.

- Yeah. - I don't need rules.

Cheyenne drives, and she doesn't have rules.

She's a wife and a mother. She's not gonna do anything crazy.

Exactly. Between school and home, she's practically a prisoner. Huh?

A bird in a gilded cage.

- Have fun at school, honey. - Yeah.

Caged bird.

[chuckles nervously]

Oh, God.

Okay. First of all, no friends in the car,

and you have to tell us where you're goin'.

You can drive to school, to the library and home.

What about Mexico?

"Bring, bring."

"Beep, beep."

Look, honey. I know it sounds a little strict,

but maybe this will make up for it.

Cool. A picture phone.

And my picture is your screen saver.

Your picture's my screen saver, too.

Okay. Use it only for emergencies. Okay?

Okay. I've got my emergency phone, and I know the rules.

So, can I have the keys to go to the library?

- Oh, yeah. - Hey. That's a great idea. I'll drive.

Brock, let her go.

We gotta learn to trust her sometime. Here, honey.

Thanks.

Have fun. Buckle up,

lock the door, and, uh...

[chuckles] Check your rear.

- Love you. - Love you, too.

And keep that phone on ya at all times.

Trust her? What is wrong with you?

Come on, Barbra Jean. Let's trail her in my car.

[door closes]

Wow, Mrs. H. That is so cool of you.

I wish more parents trusted their children.

[chuckles] There's a tracking device on her phone.

What?

She's 16 and mobile.

This way, even if she doesn't call, I can go online and find out where she is.

That's not the Mrs. H I know.

It's a changing world, Van, and I'm changin' with it.

Oh. By the way, they had a special on it,

so I got you one, too.

Cool.

Why do they always turn out that way?

[theme music playing]

What are you doin'?

I'm trying to see how delicate this GPS tracking thing is.

I typed in my phone number,

and the satellite is showing our neighborhood.

Hey. Take my phone and run down the block, will ya?

You run down the block, I'll meet ya there.

- Got ya. - Yeah.

Oh, Reba. Thank goodness you're here.

It's amazing how two people can feel so differently

about the same thing.

Kyra's late.

She was supposed to be home at 9:00, and it's four minutes after.

You know, I tried calling her, but she won't pick up.

My gosh, Barbra Jean. do you know what that means?

- No. - She has caller ID.

It's all right. I trust Kyra.

How quaint.

Reba, take it from somebody whose parents trusted her.

don't trust her.

I have a great relationship with Kyra.

And that relationship is based on respect.

- Like ours? - Right.

Now get out of here.

You want me to go, I'll go,

but if she's not home in five minutes, I'm callin' the police.

Don't touch the computer!

I tied my phone to a dog.

I gotta type in Kyra's phone number.

I need to track her.

- A-ha! - [screams]

[sighs]

So that's why you were acting so calm, hmm?

A tracking device. Genius.

No! The dog's headed to a river.

The phone's not waterproof!

- Okay. okay. - [door closes]

Okay. I just take the coordinates.

- Uh-huh. - I type 'em into the map,

and we find out...

- Look. Here she is. - Okay.

- 428 Hill street. - Hill street?

Reba, that is downtown.

Okay. All right. Let's not panic.

Okay.

- We go into the Yellow Pages. - Mm-hmm.

Type in the address.

and we find that Kyra is perfectly safe at...

Corkie's Martini Lounge.

I don't get it. What's Kyra doin' in a bar?

- Well, if she's anything like me, she's-- - She's not.

Okay. All right.

I mean, what I don't understand is,

how can a 16-year-old girl get into a bar?

Oh, Reba. There are a thousand ways.

I used to crawl in through the men's room window.

Barbra Jean--

And if you're not sensitive to the cold, you can hide in the beer delivery truck.

- I'm also licensed to drive one of those. - Okay.

- Barbra Jean, that's enough. - Okay. All right. I know.

- And I mean for your entire lifetime. - Okay. Okay.

- Now let's get down there. - Hey, Mom.

Oh, hi, Kyra. Oh, gosh. Kyra.

Kyra, where have you been?

- The library. - Yeah, right.

More like the "liar-brary."

Don't call my daughter a liar.

Unless, of course, you are lying.

And if you are, young lady,

you'd better tell me the truth right now.

- Okay. You got me. - Okay.

On the way home, I drove the car into the Grand Canyon.

Thelma didn't make it.

Very funny. And why didn't you answer your phone?

- Because I traded phones. - You traded your phone?

Kyra, I bought that phone for a specific reason.

You mean the tracking device?

Tracking device? [blows raspberry]

- Can you believe her? - [scoffing] Oh, yeah.

Mom, you're not the first parent to try and pull that one.

I just thought you were better than that.

I think we all were a little disappointed.

Oh, shut up. You need to get that phone back.

And I don't like this person you traded with.

I don't really either. It's Cheyenne.

What is Cheyenne doin' in a bar?

Cheyenne's not at a bar.

She has biology lab on Tuesday night.

Reba, take it from

someone whose parents trusted her.

There is no such thing as a biology lab.

[theme music playing]

[sighs] Well, that doorman was very polite.

Yeah, except you were "honey," and I was "ma'am."

Hey. This is a karaoke bar.

Oh, my gosh, Reba. Let's sing.

Oh, my gosh. Let's not.

I don't think Cheyenne would come to a karaoke bar.

That GPS thingy was a rip-off.

Okay. Everybody having a good time tonight?

- [screams] - [shushes]

[mouths words]

Well, keep enjoying yourselves, ladies and gentlemen,

but remember one thing.

There's got to be a morning after.

[off-key] ♪ There's got to be a morning after ♪

♪ If we can hold on to the night ♪

[Cheyenne laughs]

♪ There's a chance to find sunshine ♪

♪ If we keep on lookin' for the light... ♪

You think that used to be a song?

Oh, my gosh.

No wonder Elizabeth used to cry every time she sang to her.

♪ If you keep on lookin' for the light ♪

Oh, boy. I don't understand it. Why didn't she tell us she was singin'?

- Would you? - Okay.

♪ Keep on lookin' ♪

♪ For the light ♪

- Thank you. - [applause]

[giggles] Thank you. Thank you.

Good night.

Oh, no. Oh, no. She's seen us.

This could be awkward. Quick. Start a bar fight.

Mom, Barbra Jean.

Oh! Cheyenne.

What are you lookin' at, blondie? Huh?

[whispers] Stop it.

What are you guys doing here?

We thought it'd be a fun place to meet all our friends,

here at the biology lab.

Okay, fine. I-- I didn't go to the biology lab,

but I didn't want anyone to know I was here.

Gee, I wonder why.

I mean, man, that chick definitely wants a piece of me.

Yeah, bring it.

Cheyenne.

- Honey, what's goin' on? - Nothing.

I just paid eight bucks to park, four bucks to get in here.

Now, I think you owe me about 12 dollars' worth of explanation.

Okay.

Mom, when did you first realize

that you were old and your life was over?

I hadn't, but thanks for the update.

Oh. Sorry.

Every day, I wake up,

and I know exactly what my day is gonna be like.

And the next one and the one after that.

Some people look at that as security.

Yeah. Some people look at that as a rut.

I mean, Mom, look at all these people around here, okay? They're about my age,

and they're not wives and moms. They're j-- They're just people.

Don't get me wrong.

I love being a wife and a mom. It's just...

I don't know. You probably think I'm so weird.

Honey, no, I don't.

Everybody feels like that from time to time.

"Who am I?" "Why am I here?"

"Why didn't I lock the door when Barbra Jean was walking up the driveway?"

Have you talked to Van about this?

No. This is something that I'm sure he wouldn't understand.

Van's always known who he is.

He's a football player.

Cheyenne, Van doesn't play football anymore.

He's a guy that wakes up every morning not knowing

what his day's gonna be like.

He probably feels like he's in a rut, too.

- We just had to grow up so fast. - I know.

You know what? You...

You're smart for wanting to keep an eye on Kyra.

Well, I needed a hobby.

Now that I'm old and my life is over.

[chuckles]

Cheyenne, you realize that you can't keep coming down here by yourself.

Yeah. But I was getting really good.

- Hey. Are you guys done talkin'? - Yeah.

- Barbra Jean, you ready to go? - Yeah. After this. Hit it!

[lively music playing]

♪ Workin' nine to five ♪

- ♪ What a way to make a... ♪ - ♪ Livin' ♪

♪ Barely gettin' by ♪

- ♪ It's all taking and no... ♪ - ♪ Givin' ♪

♪ They just use your mind ♪

♪ And they never give you credit ♪

♪ It's enough to drive you ♪

♪ Crazy if you let it ♪

♪ Nine to five ♪

- ♪ What a way to make a... ♪ - ♪ Livin' ♪

♪ Barely gettin' by ♪

- ♪ It's all taking and no... ♪ - ♪ Givin' ♪

♪ They just use your mind ♪

♪ And they never give you credit ♪

- ♪ It's enough to drive you... ♪ - Yeah!

♪ Crazy if you let it ♪

- ♪ Nine to five ♪ - [crowd cheering]

♪ What a way to make a living... ♪

Hey.

Hey, sweetie. How was school?

Oh, it was swell. Yeah, just like yesterday.

And hey. Good news. Tomorrow I need to do it all over again.

I gotta go bathe Elizabeth.

Ah. Bathed, read to, and already asleep.

Oh, thanks, Mom.

You're welcome. Go have fun.

[chuckles]

Welcome to DJ Van's Karaoke Palace.

Looks like we got a live one walking on the stage here.

- Oh, no. Did mom tell you? - Yeah.

- Are you mad at me? - I was at first,

but then I got one of these,

and now I get it.

Look. Van, the reason that--

No. I know why you did it, Cheyenne.

I just wish you would've told me what you were going through.

You've been there for me, and I'll always be there for you.

You're so sweet.

And from now on, we sing together.

Oh. [giggles]

- [piano music playing] - Oh! [giggles]

[off-key] ♪ There's got to be a morning after ♪

[giggles] ♪ If we hold on to the night ♪

Cheyenne.

You are really good.

♪ If you keep on lookin' for the light ♪

♪ There's got to be a morning after ♪

♪ If we hold on to the night... ♪

[howls]

[theme music playing]

[voiceover] ACME! [coughing]