All language subtitles for Highway to Heaven S05E10 Summer Camp_Subtitles01.ENG

[theme music]

[music playing]

Still upset?

I was perfect for
that part, Phil.

You know that.

Of course I know that.

I submitted you
for it, remember?

It's my job.

Agents do those things.

Well, is it also
your job to take

very depressed clients
to cocktail parties just

to cheer them up?

No, that's my pleasure.

Phil, how do I look?

All right?

Fantastic.

[music playing]

Tawny, my dear.

Mr Caulfield.

You look delicious.

It's Alex, my dear.

Certainly you remember.

Mr. Caulfield.

I hear you lost the lead
in the new Simon Leyenfeld.

Yeah, well, that's
the way it goes.

Serious drama isn't your
style anyway, my dear.

But my magazine is.

I've wanted you
as a "Rendezvous"

centerfold for a long time.

The offer is still good.

How come whenever
I'm around you,

Caulfield, I feel like I
have to scrape my shoes?

Come on, Phil.

I need a drink.

Tawny, dear, better
not wait too long.

You have the most
saleable T&A in town now.

But looks don't last forever.

You're a real jackass.

You know that, Caulfield?

[music playing]

[phone ringing]

(ON ANSWERING MACHINE):
Hello, this is Tawny Turner.

Please leave your name
and number and the time

that you called, and I'll get
back to you as soon as I can.

Maybe so, maybe no.

PHIL (ON ANSWERING MACHINE):
Tawny, I know you're home.

Now, please, pick up the phone.

Look, Caulfield's an idiot.

We'll try another picture.

Tawny?

I'm worried about you, Tawny.

Please, pick up the--
oh, the hell with it.

I'm coming over.

[music playing]

[knock on door]

Go away.

I've got your lunch.

I'm not hungry.

I said go away.

I'll just leave it over here.

You might change your mind.

It's spaghetti and meatballs.

I haven't seen you before.

Who are you?

Jonathan Smith.

I just started
working on this floor.

Well, Jonathan Smith,
if you changed floors

to meet the beautiful and
wonderful Tawny Turner,

I'm afraid you're going to
be sorely disappointed, OK?

I really wasn't expecting to
meet Tawny Turner, Miss Anders.

How did you know my real name?

It's right here on my
chart, Mary Anders, room 145.

You really ought to try the
spaghetti and meatballs.

I hear it's pretty good.

[sobbing]

Even burned, you're beautiful.

How did you get in here?

Do you always treat your
visitors so ungraciously?

I don't have any visitors.

I don't want them or you.

I can understand that.

In spite of what you
think of me, Tawny dear,

I really do care.
- Oh, yeah.

I'll bet.

I do.

You see, I accept
you for what you are.

In fact, I might be the
truest friend you have

and the only one who
can salvage your career.

Are you going to get out,
or do I have to get a nurse

to come and throw you out?

Look, I know how hard
this has been on you,

and I want to help.

I want to get you the
kind of press that will

rally your fans around you.

Show them your courage.

That always gets people.

I'll give you a
centerfold spread,

show them you're still
sexy, scars and all.

A real freak show, huh?

Get out.

You'll get a lot of space.

Get out.

Who else is going
to want you but me?

You're damaged goods now, Tawny.

Get out!

Get out!

Get out!

Get-- get him out of here!

I think you better leave.

- You're making a big mistake.
- Come on.

The visit's over.

You need me, my
dear, and you know it.

Are you all right?

Yeah, of course I'm all right.

Can't you see that?

I'm Tawny Turner, the lady
with the perfect body,

the perfect skin,
the perfect life.

Yeah, only, she
doesn't exist anymore.

Mary Anders does.

No, she doesn't.

Oh, God, I wish I was Mary
Anders again, whoever she is.

They'll all be waiting for
me when I get out of here.

JONATHAN: Who will be waiting?

The press, the
public, paparazzi

with their telescopic lens.

All waiting to
get the very first

photos of Tawny and her scars.

You know, I know a place
where what you look like

and who you are
doesn't really matter.

It's a place where you
might even get to know Mary

Anders again, if you want to.

It doesn't exist.

Oh, yes, it does.

What are you doing here, Bob?

Mark!

Ah, yes.

How are you doing?

I'm doing fine.

We miss you around here.

Oh, Mark, I'd like you
to meet Dave Chamberlain.

He's director of Mesa Canyon,
a sighted camp up the beach.

Dave, Mark Gordon.

- Pleased to meet you.
- Yeah, same here.

Dave and I are trying a
special program this summer.

We're combining our camps
for sports and games.

Figure if the kids learn
to respect each other now,

it'll last when they grow up.

That sounds like a good idea.

It is if we can pull it off.

It flew to ground at a
bunch of our counselors.

KIDS: Come on, Dave.

I've got to run.

I'll make those calls,
see if anyone's available.

I'll keep my fingers crossed.

It's nice to meet you, Mark.

Yeah, same here.

So what are you doing here?

Where's Jonathan?

He'll be along.

Hey, I don't suppose you could
use a couple of extra hands

around here for a
while, could you?

Mark, I can't figure it out.

Whenever I need you and
Jonathan, you show up.

Well, what are friends for?

You're hired.

Jonathan, too.

Come on up to the office.

I want to sign you up
before you change your mind.

MARK: Oh, by the
way, there's going

to be one more, a volunteer.

Who's that?

MARK: Did you ever
hear of Tawny Turner?

Sure.

Didn't I hear she had
some kind of accident?

MARK: Yeah, there was a
fire in her apartment.

Yeah, that's it.

Wait a minute.

You don't mean Tawny
Turner's coming here?

The Tawny Turner?

Well, her real
name is Mary Anders.

See, she needs some
time and a place

to kind of sort
a few things out.

You know what I mean?

There's always
room for one more.

Wow, wait till I tell
Frank about this.

Hey, I don't mind you
telling Frank, you know.

But to everybody
else around here,

it's got to be Mary Anders.

You got it?

I understand.

Lips are sealed.

Great.

Little Jerry.

Yeah, they grow up quick.

He's been feeling kind of down.

His father hasn't come
to see him all summer.

Hey, little buddy.

Remember me?

Bear.

Is that you?

In the flesh.

I missed you.

I missed you, too, buddy.

I missed you, too.

Hey, Frank.

Frank Riley!

Jonathan!

I'd know that voice anywhere.

I'll catch up with you.

This is incredible.

How are you?

Hey, I'm doing great.

You're looking great.
You still climbing mountains?

Absolutely.

The higher, the better.

Frank, I want you
to meet Mary Anders.

She's volunteered
for active duty.

Uh-huh.

Hello, Mary.

How do you do?

And are you a
draftee or enlisted?

Oh, a little bit
of both, I guess.

I've never done this
kind of thing before.

Well, you'll get
the hang of it.

And if you've got
questions, please ask.

Hey, and here's the
man with the answers.

Frank's the one who
started this place.

Oh, really?

Well, from what I can
see, it's really pretty.

Hey, look, Frank, while
I'm unloading the car,

why don't you take Mary
around for a little tour?

Good idea.

Mary, it's a big camp, though.

I hope you've got
your walking shoes on.

Why not?

Hey, there, pal,
you're pretty fast.

Thanks.

You've got good form, too.

What do you run,
distance or sprints?

All of it.

Oh, I thought
runners specialized

in one or the other.

Not if you can win them both.

My name is Jonathan.

I'm a counselor.

You're with the blind camp.

Yeah, that's right.

How come you're not
down in assembly?

I don't know, wanted to
run the track before it

got all cluttered up, I guess.

Oh, you mean cluttered
up with blind campers, huh?

BOY: Hey, Eric.

I got to go.

Where were you, man?

You missed all the good stuff.

What good stuff?

We're having an Olympics.

And everyone from both
camps gets to choose

what event they want to be in.

So what?

It's not going to mean anything,
not like real competition.

Why not?

Because these guys can't see.

My dad always says
you have to compete

against somebody at
least as good as you are,

or it doesn't count.

Gosh, your dad sounds tough.

Well, he's right.

Competing with these
guys is stupid.

Very good.

You're looking good.

You're about three strokes
from the edge, 2, 1.

Good.

Touch the edge, turn, and go.

Turn and go.
Turn and go.

Glide those arms in the water.

Don't splash them.
That's it.

Good.

Woo!

How am I doing, Coach?

You're a born fish, Frank.

What can I tell you?

Beautiful.

Well done.

OK, that's enough kicking.

Now, we're gonna practice
blowing bubbles, OK?

Come in the water
with us, Miss Anders.

Oh, I'm not wearing
my bathing suit.

Yeah, come in the
water, Miss Anders.

Frank, I can't.

I'm wearing pants.

I swim in pants all the time.

Very funny.

Oh, we want Mary in the water.

We want Mary in the water.

We want Mary in the water.

We want Mary in the water.

Would you look
what you started?

Only one way I know
how to finish it.

Ah!

Mary is swimming.

Mary is swimming.

Oh, thanks a lot, Mr. Riley.

Yes, all right, Miss Anders.

Oh, come on.

How do you like it?

Ah!

Well, here are the last
of the kick boards.

Is that everything?

Except for two
soaked counselors.

Oh, Mary, I'm really sorry.

Don't be.

It was fun.

I really like it here.

A lot more than I
thought I would.

Oh, and I love the kids.

Mm-hmm, but isn't it
nice when they're at lunch

and it's quiet?

I love the quiet, too.

Do you like horses?

I love horses.

Gosh, I haven't ridden
since I was a kid.

All right, well, if you don't
mind missing a little lunch,

we could take a ride
on the beach right now.

That sounds great.

[music playing]

Oh!

Oh, I don't remember ever
feeling this free or alive.

Oh, no, I find
that hard to believe.

Oh, believe it.

OK, I believe it.

Hey, let's race.

Race?

Well, yeah, I'm blind,
but the horse isn't.

OK.

Yeah!

[music playing]

All right!

All right, Basic Canyon
Campers, let's go, in the bus.

Sorry I fell on you.

Forget it.

My name is Jerry.

What's yours?

Eric.

Are you the Eric that ran
by himself this morning?

Yeah, what about it?

Mr. Smith told me you're fast.

I'm fast, too.

Maybe we can be on a
relay team together.

I don't know.

Come on, it'll be great.

OK, look, my camp is
getting on the bus, so bye.

See you tomorrow.

Yeah, see you.

And they said
farewell forever.

They said farewell,
oh, Hiawatha.

And the forests,
dark and lonely,

moved through all their
depths of darkness,

sighed, farewell, oh, Hiawatha.

And the waves upon
the margin, rising,

rippling on the pebbles,
sobbed, farewell oh, Hiawatha.

And the heron and the
shushuya from her haunts

among the Finland's scream,
farewell oh, Hiawatha.

Thus departed Hiawatha,
Hiawatha the beloved

in the glory of a sunset and
the purple mists of evening

to the regions of the home
wind of the northwest wind,

key widen, to the
islands of the blessed,

to the kingdom of Purnima.

Oh.

Thank you, Princess
Mary Running Bear.

And now, I'm afraid
it's time for everybody

to return to your tepees.

Come on, gang.

Let's go.

I tell you, I think I'm going
to head for the wigwam myself.

Yeah, me, too.

Chief Plenty Large Bear
need plenty large sleep.

Good night.
- Good night.

Yeah, good night.

You know, I don't remember
camp being this much fun.

Well, you have a wonderful
gift for reading out loud.

Oh, well, why thank
you, Chief Flying Eagle.

You know, Mary, voices,
they're sight to the blind.

I mean, especially
to children, they're

how a child first
knows his mother

and father, their first
impressions of new friends.

Voices paint our--
they paint our world.

Close your eyes.

Yeah, listen.

Can you hear the ocean?

Oh, yeah.

Well, this is how words
paint pictures for me.

The sea is calm tonight.

The tide is full.

The moon lies fair
upon the straits.

The cliffs of England
stand glimmering and vast

out in the tranquil bay.

Come to the window.

Sweet as the night air.

Begin and cease and again
begin with tremulous cadence

slow to bring the eternal
note of sadness in.

Please, go on.

Oh, I--

I ought to check on the kids.

Good night, Mary.

[music playing]

(SINGING) Didn't want
to go to summer camp.

But my parents made me.

Didn't want to go
to summer camp.

Can somebody save me?

If I have to go to summer
camp, I'll run away.

I just won't stay here.

Summer camp, it
can't be fun at all.

Now, I'm stuck at summer camp.

Something is changing.

People are so nice
at summer camp.

My mind is rearranging.

All the things I felt
about summer camp

are all in the past.

And camp is up last.

Summer camp, I want
to come back again.

Back in the city,
everything's cold.

It's so cold.

It's so cold.

I remember camp when I'm old.

Thanks for sending
me to summer camp.

I sure do feel better.

All the friends I made at summer
camp, they will last forever.

If you have a chance for summer
camp, you won't regret it.

You won't forget it.

Summer camp, it's
just the best of all.

[music playing]

Mary?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to scare you.

I couldn't sleep.

I thought I'd take a walk.

I'm sorry.

Oh, god, I couldn't
sleep, either.

Oh, you know, you were right
about this place, Jonathan.

I feel like everything
that's happening to me

is somehow more real
than anything that's

ever happened to me before.

Maybe it's because
it's happening

to you for the first time.

Aren't you forgetting
that, you know,

Tawny Turner isn't exactly
naive to the ways of the world?

Well, Tawny Turner isn't.

Mary Anders is.

It wasn't supposed
to be like that.

You see, Tawny and I started
out to be the same person.

And then somewhere
down the line,

it just got out of control.

And then one day, I realized
I was living inside someone

I didn't know, didn't
respect, didn't like.

But Tawny could handle
any situation, any person.

But not Frank.

No, no, not Frank.

I-- I think he likes
me, Jonathan, more

than he cares to even admit.

And I like him, too.

I think-- no, I--

I think I'm falling
in love with him.

I just-- I just can't
seem to get him--

you're his friend, Jonathan.

And-- and you know him.

What am I doing wrong?

Nothing.

You're not doing anything wrong.

I'm not?

No, you're just used to
guys putting a hit on you

right away.

That's not Frank.

No, that's not Frank.

And that's why I love him.

[music playing]

Let's get a drink.

Lemon or orange?

Lemon.

It really ticked Mike off
when you beat him the other day.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, everybody
was teasing them

because he couldn't beat a--

A blind kid?

Hey, it's OK.

I'm blind.

Don't make a big deal out of it.

We're friends, remember?

Yeah.

Mike could be a better
runner, but he's too tense.

You can't run tight like that.

You've got to be loose.

How come you know
so much about running?

My dad coaches me.

He was a runner in college.

We live real close to my school.

And we run on the track
there all the time.

I'm going to try and be in
the Olympics when I grow up.

I love to run, but the only
place I get to do it is here.

Maybe you can come to
my house when camp's over.

We can practice together.

Are you sure it's all right?

My camp's having
parent's day tomorrow.

I'll ask my dad,
but he'll say yes.

All right.

Thought you two
were practicing.

We're just getting a drink.

Between the two of
you, it looks like you're

going to be the team to beat.

Nobody's going to beat us.

We're going to
win, right, buddy?

Right, buddy.

I'll be right back.

Got to use the can, then
we'll run some more.

Oh, he's a good kid.

Yeah, I'm going to go over
to his house and sleep over

and everything.

He's, like, my best friend.

I never had this type
of friend before.

Hey, what about me?

Oh, Bear, you know what I
mean, a kid, like, my age.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

Frank!

Hi, Mary.

Well, it looks like you could
use an extra pair of hands

here.
- Thanks very much.

I really could.

So are you going
to the rec hall?

I was on the way.

You know, with Dave's
camp not here today,

it's the first chance I've
gotten to kind of organize

some of the-- the chaos.

Yeah, I know.

We've been so busy
all week, we haven't

even had a chance to go riding.

I sure do miss that.

So do I.

Well, then, why
don't we get somebody

else to do all this stuff and
then you and I can go riding?

I-- I-- I don't know, Mary.

I mean, it's really my job, and
it probably wouldn't be fair.

Oh, that's-- that's OK.

I-- I understand.

Then again, extra
pair of hands,

we probably could get
the chaos organized

by this afternoon and ride.

OK.

I'm sorry, Eric, but
the answer is still no.

But why?

Jerry is my friend.

You always let me
have friends over.

Look Eric, I think
this special program

you're doing with the blind
camp is a nice gesture.

We all know the blind
need special programs.

But let's leave it at that, OK?

But Dad, he's my
best friend here.

Eric, I know you
feel sorry for the kid.

I don't feel sorry for him.

Well, sure you do.

Why else would you be
palling around with him?

Look, Eric, I don't care
what you do here at camp.

But I don't want Jerry
around our house.

It would just be uncomfortable.

He needs to be
with his own kind.

Just try it for one weekend.

You'll see.

The answer is no.

Now, let's not ruin
the whole day over it.

Why don't you show me some of
the things you've been doing?

Have you got anything
over on the craft tables?

No, I'm gonna ask Dave
when the barbecue starts.

They learn early, don't they?

Excuse me?

About people
who are different.

I happen to overhear
your conversation.

I'm the counselor
at the blind camp.

Yes, well, then you also
heard that I'm all for programs

that benefit the handicapped.

But you don't want your
son to socialize with them?

I don't think it's fair
for my son to make friends

with a kid who can't keep up.

I'm sure there
are lots of things

blind people are capable of
doing to be useful in society.

Well, they're capable
of doing anything society

doesn't stop them from doing.

Society doesn't stop them.

It does when it says
they can't keep up.

You know, you're making
me sound like a bigot.

I don't like that.

Oh, no, Mr.
Harrison, you're making

yourself sound like a bigot.

When I was little,
I used to come

to the beach with my parents.

Uh-huh.

And we'd stay until
nighttime and have a barbecue.

That's great.

I'd just sit and
watch the sunset.

I always wondered why
the sun never drowned.

That's an excellent question.

I suppose because like
people, it can probably

hold its breath underwater.

Take a deep breath, Frank.

[music playing]

I love you.

I love you.

I was so afraid to let
myself feel this way.

I love you, Tawny.

Ugh!

Oh, it never changes, does it?

What are you talking about?

Tawny!

You just called me Tawny.

You knew who I was all
along, and you used me.

- Wait-- wait a minute.
- Yeah, you used me.

I used you?

Yeah, you know, the old
blind bit, looks don't matter.

It's not who you are.

Oh, you want what they all want.

Yes, I want you.

I want you.

Oh, fine, go on, take me.

Have a real cheap thrill
with that expensive sex.

Go on.
- Stop it, Mary.

No, go on.

I want you take me.

You're a user, Frank Riley,
just like everybody else.

But that's OK because I was
just playing a game on you.

Yeah, for laughs.

You know, turn on the blind guy.

Yeah, I really had
you going, didn't I?

Yeah, I love you.

I've been so afraid
to make myself

ever let myself feel this way.

I love you, Tawny.

Go away, Mary!

[music playing]

Mary, what's wrong?

Yeah, Phil, it's Tawny.

Listen, you know
what I said before?

Forget I said it.

Yeah, listen, I want
you to call Caulfield.

I want you to book me for that
"Rendezvous" centerfold job.

It's not up for
discussion, Phil!

No, no, just-- just do it.

All right, what happened?

The game is over.

That's what happened.

Frank knew who I was all along.

You knew he knew, huh?

Yeah, I knew.

Wait, Mary.

Don't Mary me.

Mary is dead.

It took me a long time
to finally realize it,

but people do not
let you change.

You got to give
them what they want.

[music playing]

Who's there?

It's me, Frank.

Oh.

Mary is gone, Frank.

She left the camp.

Oh, sure.

The lady made it perfectly
clear she didn't want to stay.

She had her fun, laughing
at the blind guy.

Come on, she wasn't
laughing at you.

Whatever she said, she said
out of anger, out of pain.

Pain?

I'll tell you about
pain, Jonathan.

When I was five,
just five, my family

sent me off to boarding school.

And then at 15, I
spent most of my nights

dragging my father out of bars.

And at 18, love?

Love?

There was an artist who so
politely excused herself

from the relationship
because she said

I couldn't appreciate her work.

I wrote the book
on pain, Jonathan.

So just back off.

Well, are you so afraid
of love that all you can do

is stand there and feel
sorry for yourself?

Well, I got news for you.

Mary's got a lot of scars.

I don't mean from the fire.

I mean the ones inside.

She's been Tawny Turner too
long, an object, an image.

And believe me, she
hates that image.

But it's all she's had
until now, until she

fell in love with you.

Yeah, but you're asking
me to climb a mountain.

And I don't know if I can.

If you don't, you're
going to lose her, Frank.

And what's worse, Mary may
lose herself, maybe forever.

What are you talking about?

She's going to do that layout
for "Rendezvous" magazine.

She's going to
let the public get

a good look at the new
Tawny Turner, burns and all.

Why, Jonathan?

Why is she going to do that?

To punish herself
for being Tawny Turner.

But Frank, if you love her,
you've got to try to stop her.

[music playing]

Hey, Eric!

You forgot your sweater.

Eric?

Yeah.

I've been waiting for you.

Did you talk to your dad
about me coming over?

No, I--

I forgot to ask.

Oh.

Well, we can call him
on the phone and ask.

Yeah, maybe.

What's wrong?

Nothing's wrong.

Yes, there is.

I can tell by your voice.

I asked him, and
he said no, OK?

But we're going
to run together.

Just drop it, will you?

Didn't you tell him
we're on the same team?

Didn't you tell
him we're friends?

I changed my mind.

I don't want to be on your team.

And I don't want
to be your friend.

Why?

Cause you're blind You ought
to be with your own kind.

I got to go.

[music playing]

Jerry, you listen to me.

Eric is wrong.

No, he's not.

He doesn't want to be friends.

And it's my fault.

It's not your fault.

But it is, Bear.

It is.

How can Eric not wanting to
be your friend be your fault?

Because I'm blind.

Come here.

Now, I want you to
listen to me, and I

want you to listen real close.

Being blind is not
your fault. And it

has got absolutely nothing to
do with people being friends.

But I'll never
be a runner, Bear,

not a real one, not like Eric.

Well, of course you won't,
not talking like that.

Now, you listen to me.

You're a fast runner.

And you can be even faster.

So you've got two
choices to make.

Either you can let what
he said hurt you, make

you quit, or you can get
just a little bit angry

and try that much harder.

I'll tell you
something, if it was me,

I would want to show him.

I would want to just beat
him or bust my buns trying.

Now, what do you say, buddy?

Let's bust buns.

Hey, whoa, pal.

This is a private shoot.

You don't have a pass,
you're gonna have to leave.

We're gonna leave
when we're ready, pal.

We're going to start slowly,
give you plenty of time

to get yourself loose.

Just relax.

Mary?

What is this?

Get the hell off my set.

I'll take care
of this, Caulfield.

We've already talked.

I know that.

I didn't deceive you, Mary.

Yeah, I knew who you were,
but I respected your privacy.

First respect and then love.

Oh, come on, you don't love me.

You love the idea of me.

Oh, no, Mary, because
I've never seen an idea.

But I've listened to
the sound of your smile.

I've felt your warmth when
you read bedtime stories

to a blind child.

And you-- you made me believe
that love was possible.

That's not an idea, Mary.

That's you.

Can't you get it
through your head?

I'm just a creation
of people's fantasies.

And I'm a creation
of their opinions.

Oh, yeah, but you do have your
fantasies, don't you, Frank?

No, Mary, you
can't have fantasies

and live with my reality.

But I do have dreams.

Dreams are for losers.

That's not true.

I'm not a loser.

And you don't have
to be, either.

I'll be in my dressing room.

Get me when he leaves.

Stay right where you are.

Time to go.

Is he staying down, Jonathan?

He's staying down, Frank.

I want to marry you.

Marry me?

Yeah.

You think that's crazy
because I'm blind, Mary?

It's not because I see
you better than anyone--

better than anybody.

Do you hear me, Mary?

Because I'm looking
inside where it counts.

And you're beautiful,
Mary Anders.

You are the most beautiful
woman in the world.

And I want to spend my
life just loving you.

[music playing]

Cancel the shoot, Caulfield.

My fiance doesn't approve.

[music playing]

The runners are set
for the relay finals.

Are you all set down there?

We're all set.

All right.

All right, guys.

On your mark, get set, go.

Eric is in the lead.

You're gonna have to
really crank it on, Jerry.

Go!

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I lost, Bear.

I lost.

Hey, didn't you
hear that cheering?

That was for you, buddy.

You were terrific.

You ran like an Olympic athlete.

You busted your buns.

Jerry, you almost caught me.

You ran a great race.

Thanks.

I'm sorry for what
I said the other day.

I didn't mean it.

I really want to be your
friend if you still want to.

I still want to.

Hey, Eric.

They want you over
at the victory stand.

They're going to
hand out the ribbons.

Dad, this is my friend, Jerry.

And he's going to stay in
our house next weekend, OK?

Yeah, OK, Eric,
that'd be just fine.

Let's go get our ribbons, Jer.

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