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Okay, Mrs. H, are you ready for a healthy breakfast?

I got egg whites,

plain wheat toast, an assortment of fruit.

You're gonna love this.

This is really good to lower your cholesterol.

And it's all...

[sneezes]

You like doughnuts? Doughnuts are good.

Mom, I can't go to school.

I'm sick.

Oh, honey.

Wow!

A hundred and twenty.

Yeah, that is high.

Wow, that sounds serious.

You know, we'd better double-check.

Okay, Jake...

bend over.

Yep.

Bend over.

I'm goin' to school.

Hey, guys.

- Is Cheyenne still here? - [Reba] Yeah.

You didn't tell her about the internship, did you?

No, no, I was waitin' on you and Barbra Jean.

Where's Barbra Jean?

Oh, don't tell me.

The circus came and recaptured her.

No, she's getting ready for jury duty.

Oh, man.

It's too bad Barbra Jean is gonna miss the look on Cheyenne's face

when you ask her to intern at your office.

I think it's gonna be like this.

[squeals]

[moans]

Or this. Or this.

[sputters]

[sobs]

Or a combination of the two, when Miss USA wins, like, the award,

and she's all happy!

And then sad!

[squeals]

[moans]

Oh, y'all, here's Cheyenne.

[Brock] Hi, sweetie.

Hi, hottie.

[Cheyenne] What's goin' on?

Tell her, Brock.

Well, we all know how important an internship is for dental school,

so, um, here's the thing.

How would you like to intern at my office?

[squeals]

Honey?

Why am I the only one makin' this face?

What's the matter, Cheyenne? Aren't you excited?

Well, um, I'm not sure that I'm gonna have time for an internship.

Why not?

Well, I've been spending a lot of time volunteering down at the senior center.

Well, what do you think an internship is?

I wasn't gonna pay you.

Yeah, about that. I'm...

I'm not sure that I want to be a dentist anymore.

What?

Wait, wait, I got a face for this.

D'huh?

What do you mean you don't want to be a dentist?

Well, becoming a dentist

just seems like something you do to just make money.

And I kinda think that I might want to help people instead.

Oh, you, you don't think dentists help people?

Yeah.

Guess it's time to show you the gingivitis video again.

[vehicle horn honks]

[Barbra Jean] Brock, justice waits for no one!

[sighs]

I have to take my wife to jury duty,

and after that,

I am gonna go to the office,

where I will help people fight deadly gum disease...

and win!

[door closes]

Chey...

Cheyenne, you're springin' a lot on everybody here, so--

What is goin' on in that pretty head of yours, woman?

Okay.

I was on my way home from another boring day at school

where I spent hours studying biology,

and I thought to myself,

"What does that have to do with life?"

So I was driving,

and this old lady in a walker just darted out in front of me.

So I hung up the phone, and I thought to myself,

"Somebody has got to do somethin' about these old people."

I think nature takes care of that, honey.

Okay, look, well, I walked her home to the center,

and the whole place was just crawlin' with 'em.

And I looked at their faces, and...

All of a sudden, I just...

I knew that there was something that I could do.

But, honey, givin' up on dentistry,

after all the work that you put into it,

seems a little impulsive.

Yeah, what happened to our ten-year plan,

where we work and save enough money to afford our own place?

Ten-year?

- It's not all about money, Van. - [laughs]

Look, after we helped those people who were in the hurricane,

I realized why people do it.

It felt really good.

I think that maybe this is what I'm meant to do.

Wow, it sounds like you really mean it.

[coughing] Baloney. [clears throat]

Did you just cough, "baloney"?

Yeah, I might have...

caught somethin' when you were off ruinin' our lives!

- Oh, Van. - No. I'm her husband.

And you do not make decisions like this alone.

[Cheyenne] Well, the only reason I didn't tell you

is 'cause I knew you'd overreact and storm off.

Well, a lot you know, I'm not stormin' off.

I'm gonna stand my ground and forbid you

from makin' this knuckleheaded decision to help old people.

Fine, Van.

Well, I have important work to do, so I'm storming off.

Oh, yeah?

Well, you storm off like a girl!

What are you doin'?

Trying to save our future.

You're going about it wrong.

What she's doin' is crazy, we need to stop her.

Which is why we're gonna go down to the center

- and see what's she's up to. - Okay.

Either what she's doin' is a really good thing,

or it's silly and pointless.

Then we'll calmly talk her out of it.

All right. Fine.

But don't expect me to be all Miss USA and...

[squeals]

No, it's not gonna happen.

[theme song playing]

[Reba] Hey, 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 ♪

Thanks for walkin' me to my jury service, honey.

Yeah, well, if you wind up getting sequestered,

I just want the guys here to know that you're taken.

I love it that you're so jealous.

Wouldn't it be great if some guy looked at me,

and then you beat him with a chair,

and then I was on your jury?

Yeah, that'd be great. Listen...

- Barbra Jean-- - Uh, uh, uh.

Call me by my number.

- Barbra Jean, I'm not gonna-- - Not hearing you.

Okay, Juror Number 1-5-3-6, listen...

During selection, it's important that you say the right thing

to get out of being put on a jury.

But I want to serve.

Come on, Barbra Jean,

the guy's on trial for stealing a garden gnome.

[chuckles nervously]

You're not supposed to know that. Now, shoo.

[muttering] No one's goin' to prison.

Hi. Excuse me.

Hi.

Thank you all for coming.

- Oh, this is so excitin'. - We're going to begin

- the selection process. - I hope I get picked.

I wore my lucky bra. [laughs]

Juror Number 13-22.

Did you say 15-36?

No.

[softly] Okay.

Juror Number--

15-36?

Let me say it.

Juror Number 12-42.

Oh.

I hate my stupid number.

What number you got?

Juror Number 12-89.

Oh, that's your number.

Switch with me. Come on, yeah.

12-89. That's me, that's me. [chuckles]

I thought you were 15-36.

No, this loser's 15-36.

I'm foreman!

I call it!

Ha!

Okay, if anybody asks why we're here,

we're signing you up for a ceramics class.

What?

[loudly] We're signing you up for ceramics class, Grandma.

[chuckles]

How you doin'?

Van, we don't have to sneak in here.

Cheyenne's expecting us.

Hey, guys.

[quietly] Ow.

Thanks for callin'. [strains]

Man, I can't wait to see what would make someone give up the dental dream.

Oh, Brock, get off your high horse.

You're just a glorified toothbrush.

Man, I hate places like this.

Reminds me how one day I'll be old.

One day?

Ha, ha, you're gonna be old one day too, Van.

Let's see who's laughin' then.

Well, it won't be you, 'cause you'll be dead.

You know...

Come on, guys.

Let's knock it off.

Oh!

[gasps]

As I live and breathe!

Errol Flynn! [giggles]

It's, it's Errol Flynn.

Hi. Can I help you?

Oh, yes, we're here to see Cheyenne, my daughter.

She says she's been volunteering here.

[relieved] Oh, you're here to take her home.

- Great, I'll get her. - [Reba] Oh, no.

No, no.

No, no, no.

No, we're just, we just come down to see what she's up to.

Oh.

- And then you'll take her home? - Oh.

Oh, hey, guys.

I'm so glad you're here.

Yeah, we're so excited.

We're here to be supportive

and not push you in any one direction.

[Cheyenne] Oh. [chuckles]

Okay, I've gotta show you some of the work I've been doing.

You are gonna be so proud.

I'm sure we will, honey.

Look, we need to keep an open mind.

There's a very good possibility that Cheyenne could be doin'

something very meaningful with her life here.

Florence, Ida, ladies,

come on out. [giggles]

You're so beautiful.

Okay, now will you take her home?

Ooh, lovely, lovely. [giggles]

See, Florence? Slimming.

Oh, and, Ida,

that lipstick is really gonna show off your teeth once you put 'em in.

Van, Van.

Check it out.

That nice old lady's got, "workin' it," on her butt.

You don't think she's got a thong under there, do you?

Cheyenne has been giving them makeovers

from top to saggy bottom.

Do the ladies like this?

Oh, yeah, they like it, and the men like it,

and I hate it.

See, two weeks ago, someone would yell, "bingo,"

and they'd all have tea and take naps, and I had the afternoon off.

And now Cheyenne gets 'em all dolled up

and it's like Grannies Gone Wild around here.

Sorry. Excuse me one second.

Dickie, no!

No, Dickie, no.

No, Dickie.

U-turn.

No, Dickie.

[inaudible]

So, what do you think?

Yeah, Reba, what do we think?

- Well, we think that it's-- - Oh, it's so great.

You should have seen them before I got here.

I really feel like I've found my calling.

I, I don't know how to describe the feeling, other than it's--

It's stupid.

It's the dumbest thing ever.

No, wait, I take that back.

You givin' up dentistry to do this...

is the dumbest thing ever.

[shudders]

Well...

that was interesting.

Ladies...

[choking up] I'm gonna be giving a seminar,

on, um, waterproof mascara.

Meet me in the sunroom.

And then we moved to Lubbock,

which was tough on my family.

But it didn't matter, because I still made the volleyball team.

And we went 11 and 0,

which is how I got the nickname, "White Thunder."

- And-- - So, in answer to the question,

"Have you ever been accused of committing a crime?"

The answer would be no.

Yes.

Although, I was accused of, "stealing the show," in the school play.

- I was Tevye. And-- - Miss Hart.

[inaudible]

If you're trying to get out of your jury duty by being annoying,

it's not going to work.

But that's not what I'm trying to do.

Your Honor, I want nothing more than to serve on this jury.

I am a huge John Grisham fan.

And I've seen every episode of Law and Order,

and my favorite part...

is the Order.

Okay.

Now I would like to ask a question...

to any other juror.

- Request a sidebar. - What?

Your Honor, you said if we had anything personal to discuss,

we could request a sidebar.

Oh, no, no, no.

Oh.

Now I regret saying that.

I regret my whole career choice.

Approach the bench.

[chuckling softly]

What?

[whispers] Nothing.

I just always wanted to be involved in a sidebar.

[chuckles excitedly]

Miss Hart...

Uh, uh, uh.

Call me by my number.

Remember what I told you earlier about being annoying

- would not get you dismissed from service? - Yes.

I'm changin' my mind.

What?

No, you can't do that.

I thought justice was blind.

Yeah, but unfortunately it's not deaf.

You win.

You are dismissed from service.

[whining] But I don't wanna go.

Bailiff Ron.

[huffs] Okay.

You better watch it, Mister.

Okay. You know what?

You know, this jury will be nothing without me.

You know, I declare a mistrial.

Okay, you know what,

my boob just popped out of my lucky bra.

Cheyenne hasn't made it back yet?

No, she's probably settin' up a wet shawl contest by now.

Look, I know what Cheyenne's doin' over there is kind of--

Ridiculous.

Laughable. Insane.

Yes.

But, you have to admit

that it made those little old ladies pretty happy.

- Hi, Mom. - Hey.

You don't get a, "hi."

Oh, look, Mrs. H.

It's Mother Teresa with lip gloss.

Aww.

Clever, Van.

But just for your information, Mother Teresa knew nothing about makeup.

[gasps mockingly]

Really?

What a loser!

Come on, guys.

But, Cheyenne, we do have to talk about what you're gonna do

before you make any big decisions.

Oh, I already made my decision.

To do what?

Write, "workin' it," on old ladies' butts?

That's a great idea.

That's a great idea.

You could have a whole series of inspirational butt sayings.

Eventually, I want to be a drug and alcohol counselor.

I was only doing it to see if I liked helping people, and I do.

But, Cheyenne, why did you have to pick somethin' so--

Insane?

Van.

Wait, I didn't pick it, the ladies did.

I was down there talking to them,

and they were telling me how long it's been since they felt pretty.

They asked me to do it.

Oh.

But, honey, being a drug counselor,

you're gonna have to have a lot of training for that.

No, I know.

I know, and if I change my major to social work now,

I can still graduate in two-and-a-half years.

Do you know that for a fact?

Yes, I already planned it out with my counselor.

Oh, terrific.

You're getting advice from the school counselor.

Do you see the cars they drive?

So wait a minute.

You've actually...

thought this out?

Yes, I have.

Well, Van,

we may have to face the fact that Cheyenne has changed.

Yeah, don't you think I know she's changed?

Well, guess what? I liked her the way she was...

hot and ditzy.

I was never ditzy, Van.

I mean, what does, "ditzy," even mean?

Okay.

All right.

Listen to me, both of you.

I'm gonna give you the secret to a long marriage.

You?

Well, forgive me, Mrs. H, but I find that slightly ironic.

I thought you might say that.

But I am the person to learn this from.

See, Brock and I had to learn it the hard way.

People change.

They grow.

But if the people grow

and the marriage doesn't...

that's when you sprout a Barbra Jean.

Mom, it is so cool

that the tragedy that is your life can help others.

Right back at ya.

Now, I'll leave and let you two talk.

So...

you feel better now that you know I actually thought it through?

No. I feel worse.

Where was I during this big process, Cheyenne?

When were you gonna allow me in the loop?

Well, I was definitely gonna tell you, Van.

- I just-- - Hmm.

I wanted to be sure.

Look, I've been going through a lot of changes lately.

I know, and these changes are taking you

farther and farther away from me.

You talk to everybody about your problems at your meetings.

You talk to your school counselor about your future.

What is there left for you to talk to me about?

Where do I fit in?

Van.

I'm sorry.

- But I'm really happy with my decision. - [sighs]

Look, for me...

it's about this:

I want to become a better person.

Well, for me, it's about this:

What if this better person doesn't want me?

[door closes]

[snoring]

Van.

Happy birthday, Van.

[muttering, hawks]

Oh.

I think I soiled myself.

Aww.

Okay.

Van.

- It's your 80th birthday today. - What?

You know what you want for a present?

Yeah.

- Oh, Van. - Yeah.

Yeah.

Don't you ever want anything else?

[Van] Ah.

You're the one who's got, "workin' it," on your butt.

[laughing]

So, Van...

you're 80 today,

and that means you're old.

You're an old man,

and I'm alive to see it.

So who's laughin' now?

[laughs loudly, stops]

Oh, crap.

Huh. Did you see that, Mother?

He died.

That miserable old coot got what he deserved.

[laughs]

Who's laughin' now?

I'm laughin'.

[laughs, wheezes]

Crap.

Jake?

Jake, get in here, I think Van died.

I think we better make sure.

[closing theme music playing]

Acme! [coughing]