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Hello?
Anybody home?
Delia?
Ephram?
(Irv) Holidays are a time we enact age-old rituals
solemn rites passed down from one generation to the next.
A time for family and friends and good cheer.
They're also a time for giving and receiving
a time for surprises.
Who finds Hanukkah paper in Everwood? That's right. I do.
Some surprises are hidden in boxes
wrapped up in colorful paper and ribbons.
Still others we carry inside, concealed in our own hearts
while we wait for just the right moment to reveal them.
-'What are you laughing at?' -'You'.
(Ephram) 'What about me?'
(Ephram) 'I don't think so.'
Hello?
See? Nobody's home. I told you.
No. I have to get Delia from next door
and your dad could come home any minute.
- Your nose is all red. - We can't. We made a pact.
I can't be tied to some pact when you're standing here
looking cute with a red nose. I'm sorry. I can't.
(Madison) 'We said we wouldn't do anything.'
-What if your dad comes? -I locked the door.
He'll figure that out. The man is a brain surgeon.
Don't let the fancy title fool you. He's clueless.
We could make out on top of him, he'd have no idea.
- He'll figure it out. - He's not gonna figure it out.
He's in his own world. I spilled soda on the couch.
He told me to clean it. Instead, I waited till he left
and I flipped the pillow over. The man is dense.
(Madison) 'Be thankful you have a cool dad.'
(Ephram) 'Sure. He's cool when you're here from 6 to 9.'
Come by in the morning, you'll be astounded by his lameness.
-Ephram, we can't. It's wrong. -Okay. Okay.
I'll tell my dad about us if you promise to teach me
that tongue-curl thing you were talking about.
Okay. Five minutes. Then we get back to Delia.
- Dad. - Dr. Brown.
What the hell is going on?
Unfortunately, not all surprises are good ones.
[theme music]
[music continues]
This is beyond unacceptable.
This is in some other universe of unacceptability.
I think you might be overreacting a little bit.
I think not. You think this is another example
of my uncool lameness but I don't think
it would be possible to overreact to this.
How long it's been going on?
Not long. I wanted to tell you.
Yeah, I heard, right after the tongue-curling lessons.
Good thing I was in the closet.
You spying on me? What happened to the right to privacy?
When you're 16, there is no privacy.
This is why there's no privacy when you're 16. This!
This whole thing was an accident.
It started out as kind of a kissing thing
and then it just kind of--
- This is none of your business. - None of my business?
She's 20. You're 16. I hired her.
I brought her into my house.
Aiding and abetting a felony makes it my business.
So what? Would it be better if I was having sex
with somebody my own age?
Dr. Brown, I swear we did not have sex. No sex at all.
The fact of the matter is, Madison isn't your age.
And that makes all the difference.
My first thought is to fire you and then to kill you.
And maybe kill you a little too.
Here's what we're going to do.
Firing you would be unfair to Delia
who's the only one I don't wanna suffer for this.
Whatever has been going on between you two
is over as of now.
- No. No way. - Completely and permanently.
We are going to go back in time
before any of this ever happened
and we are going to start over. Is that understood?
- This is bull-- - Totally.
This whole thing was a mistake. It never should've happened.
- I'm sorry, Dr. Brown. - You should go home now.
'And, Ephram, go to your room.'
- Wait, Madison. - Don't do it.
You even think about it
she's fired and you're grounded for life.
Crumbs. Watch the crumbs.
Relax. It's just Grandma and Pop Pop.
I'll relax when they've gone home or died.
- I like Grandma Roberts. - As it should be.
To you, she's a sweet, doting grandmother.
To others, she's a 70-year-old thorn.
An impacted, infected, painful thorn.
We're home.
- Hello, sweetheart. - Hey, Grandma.
Hey, Pop Pop.
So, Harold, you sent Rose to pick us up by herself.
Are you not feeling well?
Sorry to disappoint, but I'm perfectly healthy
Mother Roberts.
'Could you get our bags, darling?'
I know your father isn't much for the exerting.
- Sure thing, Grandma. - So how are you, Herb?
Oh, oh, oh, fine, fine.
- How about a Scotch, huh? - Yeah, I don't blame you.
So where's my beautiful granddaughter?
- She'll be here shortly. - Yes.
I'm sure she will be, from where she is.
Interesting.
She's not exactly--
Oh, no need to explain. I'm sure you know what you're doing.
Take those to your parents' room. That's a good boy.
Our room? I was thinking you would sleep--
I need to pee.
You know you don't always have to buy something.
You could just come in and, you know, say hi.
I really needed these thumbtacks.
Really? Really? For what, may I ask?
For this corkboard thing I have at my house
that I tack things on. And I have very delicate thumbs.
Hey, my shift's over in 20 minutes
if you wanna hang out the rest of the day.
I would love to, but my grandparents just flew in.
I was supposed to be home a half hour ago.
- Big family turkey thing? - Yeah, it should be a party.
Three generations who hate each other
fighting over who gets the white meat. It's great.
But it's probably like that at your house too.
No, we don't really do holidays at my house.
We're not big on traditions.
Really? What are you gonna do tomorrow?
I don't know. Probably nothing.
Well, you should come to my house.
There's gonna be a thousand people.
Not like one more person's gonna kill anyone.
Plus, my mom makes this great cranberry thing
that I think you would love.
You're really sweet, you know that?
No, I just...
- I don't believe we've met. - Grandma.
Edna Harper, Amy's favorite grandmother.
Hi. Tommy Callahan.
I gotta get back to work
it was a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Harper.
I guess I'll see you tomorrow at dinner.
I guess you will.
- Who's the new co-pilot? - Nobody. Just a guy.
Just a guy, my boots.
No granddaughter of mine goes around holding hands
with a guy who's just a guy.
See you and your friend at the big turkey day gorge-athon.
Bye, Grandma.
You're lucky you burnt only the outer layer of skin.
This could've been a lot worse, Charlie.
Yeah. Hey, doc. Say "cheese ."
I'm gonna E this to Billy. He's such a wuss.
Who's Billy?
Why would he be interested in a picture of your foot?
My friend bet me he could do it longer but he totally bailed.
He barely put his foot on the coal before he quit.
- Are we done? - Yep. We're done.
I'd still like to know why you burned yourself like this.
A pretty dangerous game to be playing just for kicks.
We weren't playing. We were practicing.
For what?
Me and Billy are doing the firewalk.
And we decided to try it ahead of time, just to see.
I don't understand. I mean, your father made you do this?
Is this some Thanksgiving tradition with your family?
No way! Thanksgiving isn't exactly big
out on the reservation, you know?
Your dad bring you in? I could talk to him.
I took the bus. The doc at the res would've told him.
That's why I came here. You're free, right?
Yeah, But I'd still like to talk to your father.
With your foot in this mess you shouldn't be placing bets.
Well, I gotta do it now.
- Hey, can I have a cane? - Sorry, we're all out.
- How about some crutches? - Those are lame. It's all good.
Am I missing something here, Edna?
I know that conditions on reservations can be rough
but this seems so outdated.
Oh, boy. Here we go.
If you think his tribe needs to be dragged into the modern era
the reservation is out on Highway 70.
Go give them hell, Big Chief Nosey Pants.
It sounds like the music from when they killed Bambi's mom.
It's normal for people to get depressed around the holidays.
That's a good-looking pilgrim you got there.
It's the eyelashes. It makes them prettier.
Hey, you're running low on construction paper.
It's okay. I have more in my room.
Well, if you go get it, I'll help you guys out.
- Madison. - Please, don't.
Don't what? I'm trying to figure out what's going on.
Nothing's going on. It can't. You heard your dad.
Screw him. I don't care what he says.
I care what he says. He's not totally wrong.
How could he not be? He doesn't even know what we're about.
We're not about anything. We are not anything. Not anymore.
Why? Because he says so?
- You can't turn off feelings. - Yeah, I can.
'I don't believe you.'
Look, I knew that it was wrong. I knew it wouldn't work.
Not telling your dad would make things worse.
I'm three for three. I'm gonna quit now.
You know, you said you liked me. You said, I made you undone.
I know it's a good thing. And I know it doesn't just go away.
Not if you really care about somebody.
There's no way you don't still have those feelings.
- Ephram, I can't. - That's not the same thing.
"Can't" is because of my dad. "Don't" is because of you.
I brought green down too, just in case.
Can't or don't? Just tell me.
Don't.
That was just about the worst night of sleep I've ever had.
And good morning to you too.
I thought you'd be doing a favor by letting us sleep in your bed.
But I can't imagine the sleeper sofa's any worse.
It's a wonder Rose isn't in traction.
Oh, and where are you hiding the good toilet paper?
That stuff you've got is like sackcloth.
I brought the stuff for the fruit salad, Junior.
You should be more careful. It's no good if it's bruised.
Bruised?
I doubt you can do much through a can of Del Monte.
How are you, Carol? How was your trip?
Rose had to pick us up by herself, but it was uneventful.
You still married to the black man?
Okay, Mother. Let's just get out to the kitchen, shall we?
How your wife was spawned from that woman's loins
I'll never know.
Good thing she inherited the recessive genes.
She's insufferable, absolutely insufferable.
It's a wonder Herb hasn't killed her in her sleep.
I'd testify on his behalf.
I'd visit him in prison every day to thank him.
Hey, I met Amy's new boyfriend. Seems like a nice kid.
Boyfriend? What b--? Since when does Amy--?
Rein it in there, cowboy.
She wasn't on her way to Vegas in a wedding gown.
He's just some boy, works at the drugstore.
Think his name was Tommy Calla...
Something. Anyway, you'll meet him at dinner.
He's coming to Thanksgiving dinner? Since when is this--?
You might wanna mix those. I'll be back with Irv in a few hours.
Come on, let's get in there.
Come on.
Shoot it. Shoot it. Shoot it.
Come on.
Pardon me. I'm looking for Mr. Grey.
Boss.
- Hi. - Hi.
- Looking for a player's card? - No. I'm Andrew Brown.
- We spoke on the phone earlier. - Yes, of course. Welcome.
Thank you.
I'm guessing this is your first time.
To a casino, no, but to a reservation...
- This is a reservation, right? - Yes, it is.
- Is it always this crowded? - Most days.
We had an accounting convention last week. Packed.
- The reason I came here-- - Yeah, about Charlie. I know.
He told me about what happened.
Practicing for the firewalk. What a nut.
I know I'm involving myself in a culture
I can't claim to understand
but I'd feel remiss if I didn't say something
about how dangerous, you know walking on fire actually is.
This is something we've been doing for centuries.
And we haven't lost a foot yet.
You don't strike me as a family
that hangs on to outdated traditions.
See that waitress?
'She's wearing a Sioux Indian headdress and Comanche shoes.'
The necklace she has is from a tribe
that my tribe used to kill.
It's a hodgepodge that would've made my grandfather cry.
So much changes, and so much gets lost.
But you have to grab on to tradition where you can.
Embrace the new. Revere the old.
If you revere walking, you'll let Charlie wait a few weeks.
Give him some time to heal.
It's supposed to blizzard this weekend.
My son has to walk before the first knee-high snowfall.
It's the time of the sojourn when the gods would guide
the tribe into the winter encampment.
Plus..
...it's too late to cancel the caterers.
Indian bar mitzvah, huh?
I'd hate to tell you what I spent on the band.
Come on.
I know you're worried
but my son will do the firewalk, just like I did before him
and the forefathers before me.
So how about we set you up with a few chips on the house.
Maybe you can help us buy back Manhattan.
- 'Come on, shooter.' - 'Let's go.'
- 'Come on.' - 'You got it, guys. Come on.'
Because you are his cook.
- Absolutely. - Hey, guys, can I help?
You bet. Grab a peeler.
Would it be okay if I invited someone for dinner?
I know it's kind of short notice...
- A friend from school? -Yeah, but he transferred.
- Oh, so it's a he, is it? - It's nothing like that.
It's just his family's kind of messed up.
He was gonna spend Thanksgiving alone
and I told him your cranberry sauce is amazing.
Well, it's true. It is.
It'd be nice if he could spend holidays with a family.
You're always saying holidays are a time to be charitable.
Of course you can ask him, sweetheart.
Really? Thanks, Mom.
Wow. Was that Amy being happy?
Oh, don't say that word out loud. You might jinx it.
Amy? Amy, what's his name?
Tommy Callahan is coming over for dinner?
- Oh, Man. - What?
What does that mean, "Oh, man"?
I didn't know he got out of rehab.
Amy's dating an alcoholic?
Oh, no, no, no. He's more into drugs.
Got busted last year with a crapload of crystal ***
like five baggies' worth of weed.
But he might've just been selling the pot.
So he's a dealer as well as a junkie. That's wonderful.
Are you sure about this?
Because if these are simply rumors--
He got kicked out of county two years ago.
- For drugs. - Tried to burn the school down.
So he's kind of an arsonist too. Might wanna hide the matches.
How are those potatoes coming?
No fingertips in there yet, I hope.
Ephram, you gotta stand closer to Madison.
That way you're both in the little box.
Enough with the camera.
It's the new tradition, remember?
You started it last year.
Okay, Madison, you have to look into the camera
and tell me what you're grateful for.
Okay.
This just needs to marinate for a few hours.
- And as far as the turkey-- - You're not leaving, are you?
I have to, sweetie.
You said your parents went to Florida
for Thanksgiving and you'd eat with us.
(Madison) 'Ow!'
- Let me see that. - I got it.
Damn it. I'm fine. Really, it's fine. It's fine.
I'm sorry. I have to go. I'm sorry.
- But you're coming back, right? - You know what, honey?
I can't come back anymore. I can't.
You did this.
- Would you go to your room? - No.
You couldn't stand that I was happy. That I had somebody.
It was wrong. I couldn't just turn my back.
Madison knew that and she agreed.
Because you threatened her.
- Why? Don't you like her? - Of course I do.
But not for dating your brother.
You're dating Madison? Like with kissing?
You say you want me to grow up. but you don't
so you can do father-son stuff you think you missed out on.
But, you know, it's too late.
I'm a man, and I am going to make my own decisions.
You're not a man. You're being childish right now.
Upsetting your sister, blaming me for your mistakes.
I'm sorry you're hurting,
and I know this must be difficult for Madison
but you two put me in an impossible situation.
How can something be impossible if it's happening? It was great.
You couldn't deal, so you had to make it impossible.
You make my life impossible.
This isn't a question of what I can deal with.
Yes, it is. You're alone. That's your problem. That's fine.
I'm not like you. Madison and I want this.
- That's all that matters. - It's not all that matters.
I shouldn't have to be alone just because you are.
Here we go.
- Oh, it's... - Beautiful, Rose.
Well, I think we've waited long enough.
Everybody, this is Tommy.
- This is my mom, everybody. - Hi.
- Hi, Tommy. - Hi, Tommy.
Thank you for having me, Mrs. Abbott.
Well, thank you.
- You're late. - It's my fault, sir.
The only flowers left at the first place were dead
so I had to drive around and find a place that was open.
- Anyway, I'm really sorry. - I'll put these in some water.
Well, isn't he sweet as apple pie? I want him to sit here.
You gonna carve that thing, Harold
or should we just dig into it with our hands?
How about that SpongeBob float today, Delia?
- That was some big float, huh? - Whatever.
- She doesn't care. - You don't know what I care.
- Have some turkey, sweetie. - I'm not hungry.
And you can't call me sweetie when I don't like you.
Can I please go to my room?
Yes, if you like.
- You know what's really sad? - Come on. Don't start with me.
We've been here a year and a half, and look at this table.
There's no one here. Doesn't that seem a little weird to you?
When Mom made Thanksgiving dinner, it was fun.
We had 20 people over.
That's why it was Delia's favorite holiday.
We can go to your grandparents next year, if you want.
What I want is to be able to have a life.
I wouldn't mind having to share it with you.
You're so busy controlling everything and everyone
I don't think you know what you're controlling anymore.
What is so wrong with me and Madison?
- Many, many things. - No, there's not.
The age thing freaks you out,
but there's more to it than that.
I just can't figure out what it could be. She's great.
She's smart. She loves Delia. She even likes you.
- What are you trying to stop? - It's just wrong.
Can I please be excused?
Sure.
Who made the plum gravy?
Dad makes that every year. It's good, huh?
Got more hairs than plums in it.
'Mother.'
So how long have you known my daughter?
I don't know. I guess about two weeks now.
- How old are you? - I am 17.
Dad, can we just eat, please?
I'm just trying to get to know the boy.
So you're 17, huh?
But, I understand you're still a junior.
That's unusual. Normally, you'd be a year ahead of Amy.
Harold.
Alright. It's okay. No, you're right, Dr. Abbott.
I took some time off.
I notice you're not with your family today.
Did they kick you out for some reas..
No, we don't really do holidays at my house.
That's a pity. A family doesn't have much cause to rejoice
when their son is a known felon.
- Dad. - Harold, come on, now.
- I think I should probably go. - Oh, piddle paddle.
Just ignore the man. That's what we all do.
That's okay.
Thank you for dinner, Mrs. Abbott. Was a pleasure.
Oh, you're welcome.
Bye, Bobby.
It's okay. It's okay. I'll see you later.
Harry, I think you crossed the line.
You think?
I'd say he plowed over the line with a tractor.
- Where you going? - My room.
That boy is not allowed in this house ever again.
- I'll go to his house. - You will not.
What are you gonna do?
Who do you think you're talking to?
I drove to Wyoming to pick you up
during one of your cries for help.
I put you on the antidepressants you begged for.
But I will not have my daughter dating some crystal-*** junkie.
- What did he say? - Oh, my God.
She's on antidepressants
and dating a crystal-*** junkie.
Oh, my God, he is not--
The fact that you kept this boy a secret
just proves how manipulative you've become.
Clearly your behavior is not the byproduct
of some mysterious depression. It is malicious
and it is intentional, and it is over.
Now on, you will have no TV, no phone, no car, no Internet.
I will take you to school, and I will bring you home.
You will not leave this house otherwise.
This self-indulgent act of yours is going to stop right now.
By keeping me a prisoner in my own home you're gonna save me?
From what? Tommy? You don't even know him.
The only person I need to be saved from is you.
I hate this house. I hate my school.
I hate my friends. And I hate this family.
I hate everything about my stupid life.
You can ground me. You can yell at me. Do whatever you want.
Because, honestly, I wish I was dead.
I don't feel anything anymore. You wanna know the best part?
I don't even care.
Just who I wanted to be annoyed by.
I could always move.
I used to think people in bars on a holiday
were the saddest people in the world.
- They are. - Please.
You can dispense with the fashionable self-pity.
My daughter is dating a paroled addict.
If it were a contest, you wouldn't even rank.
My 16-year-old son is dating his 20-year-old babysitter.
Barkeep.
- Two more, on my tab. - 'Sure.'
My son thinks that I don't wanna see him happy
because I'm not happy.
Of course I want him happy, just within the confines of the law.
That's not so selfish, is it?
Protecting them? No. It's common sense.
Where were you an hour ago?
Storming out of my own house.
I used to look forward to going home.
There were days I'd have Louise cancel my 4:30
just so I could get back at the same time as the kids.
My whole day I was trying to get done
so I could get back to the house.
Now I'm looking for places to hide.
Now, I'm here.
When did this become preferable?
I mean, this place isn't exactly the house of joy.
You got a better idea?
Are you sure you wouldn't rather just stick to the nickel slots?
Hey, you got blackjack.
Well, that was pleasant enough.
I see you're becoming a regular.
Oh, yeah.
So he made it. Congratulations.
Without so much as a blister.
- So now he's a man? - Well, I wouldn't say that.
He still doesn't wanna brush his teeth
until I tell him three times.
But in the eyes of tradition, yes.
(Andy) 'If it's all just for show'
'then why not just throw the party?'
I understand that the firewalk is all about preparing the young
for the trials of adulthood.
Ordeal as rite of passage, and all that Joseph Campbell stuff.
But given his medical condition
I never would've let my son walk.
Then you would've failed him.
Truth is, doctor
today was more of a rite of passage for me
than it was for Charlie. You saw him.
He's more worried about his cell-phone reception
than his feet.
Me, I don't think I was ever that scared.
When he stepped up to that fire..
...all I wanted to do was run
and get him out of there, pull him out.
Standing there and letting it happen
watching my son come close to danger
it was the hardest thing I've ever done.
And today
he may be a man in the eyes of tradition.
But today also made me ready to be the father of a man.
- Ephram, please. - You were right about my dad.
We should've told him about us from the very beginning.
My mistake.
I don't think it would've made a difference.
Maybe, maybe not.
It would've been the adult way to go about it.
Now on, that's how I'm gonna do things.
You might've had a million boyfriends before.
I've never had a real girlfriend.
I've never liked a girl who liked me back in the same way
that I liked her at the same time.
I think it's something I gotta fight for.
Fight how?
We're not gonna get to change your dad's mind.
Screw my dad.
He can't stop this. At the end of the day
the only person that can is you.
Alright. Let's say we convince him.
I mean, what about everybody else?
Your friends, my friends, the government.
Bush has his hands full at the moment.
And as far as my friends go I only got two.
You're one of them.
So as my friend, how would you feel about me dating Madison?
I don't know. She's a pretty cool chick.
Go get your sister. She must be an icicle by now.
You sure you wanna go in alone?
I could see if the coast is clear.
You should never have left me at that table.
I tried to stop you.
Those flashing lights, the constant noise
every five minutes another drink in my hand.
I was clearly in a hypnotic state.
How could you let me continue? What were you thinking?
I was thinking you'd quit after the first 2 grand.
Seven thousand dollars in three hours.
It was two and a half, actually.
You're not helping.
Indians on Thanksgiving.
I should've known.
(Andy) 'You made a fire.'
We hadn't used the fireplace yet this fall.
I figured it was about time.
I haven't even cleaned the flue yet.
I did it.
I haven't brought the wood in from the yard.
I did it.
I saw Madison tonight.
I'm gonna keep seeing her
and there's nothing you can do to stop me.
I know. I'm not gonna try.
I'm gonna let you do this, Ephram.
I think it's wrong. I think you're making a big mistake.
But I think I have to let you make it.
Got to admit
not the direction I thought this conversation was going.
I also want you to know that my concerns about this--
Relationship.
My concerns have nothing to do with you.
Not in the way that you think.
I know you're not an average 16-year-old kid.
I've known that for a long time.
But that doesn't mean you're ready for something like this.
And that doesn't mean that I'm ready to watch you go through
something like this.
But I value what we've been building here too much
to risk destroying it by trying to stop you.
I also know if I forbid you to see Madison
it will just make it that much more appealing to you.
This isn't some act of rebellion.
This is real, Dad.
I know it is.
You should've been honest with me from the beginning.
I know. I'm sorry. I just...
It all happened so fast I didn't have a chance to think about it.
Yeah, well..
...life's like that sometimes.
I cannot even begin to imagine what you were thinking.
I mean, after the day we've had
I have to have not one, but two, calls from credit-card companies
to see if our card has been stolen
because someone is running up a tab, they say.
A casino, Harold.
Well, I hope you're proud of yourself.
Pardon me for saying this, but from where I stand
you're failing this family.
- Mother, please. - Why? It's true.
You've lost Amy. And Bright will never amount to much
because you didn't push him enough in the beginning.
I knew when he was still little you weren't raising him right.
And now you're a profligate gambler, to boot.
Oh, if only Rose had married Richard McKenna.
But she settled for you instead.
A man content to follow in his father's footsteps.
And sure enough, you walked down the same dead end he did
and you dragged my legacy with you.
- Mother, just shut up. - Well, excuse me.
I said, shut up.
How dare you come into our home and pass judgment like that.
Harold may have screwed up big time
but he's as fine a husband as any man.
And don't you ever say that I settled.
I am the lucky one here, Mother.
Because as good a husband as he is, he's an even better father.
His only fault may have been to love his kids too much.
Everything he ever did was to help them, not tear them down
like you constantly did with your children.
- How can you say that to me? - Easy. Because she's right.
Why do you think the kids never come to visit us?
Now, you go upstairs, and you pack
so we can leave these people in peace first thing tomorrow.
I know you two aren't having an easy time of it right now.
Me, I wouldn't wish parenthood on my worst enemy.
But I wish you both luck. You're always in my prayers.
Goodnight, Daddy.
Good night, Rosebud.
Good night, Harold.
- So are you back for real? - That's the plan.
So can we go back to how it was before?
- You're my babysitter? - Well, yes and no.
I'm still your babysitter
but it's not gonna be exactly like it was before.
Sometimes when we're together
I won't be your babysitter, you know?
- When Ephram's around. - Exactly.
And I don't want you to be upset with your dad or Ephram.
We're all just gonna start over from scratch.
We do that a lot around here.
I gotta talk to your dad for a minute, okay, sweetie?
Dr. Brown, I just wanna apologize again for everything.
And thank you for my job.
Sit down, Madison.
- I've gotta ask you something. - Sure. What is it?
Do you remember your first love?
Yeah, of course I do.
Then you remember how it felt when it ended.
That agonizing kind of pain.
It really only does happen once but it stays with you forever.
Ephram hasn't felt that yet.
He's had crushes.
Some pretty good ones too.
But he's never had a girlfriend.
You'll be his first.
Yeah, he told me that.
I didn't mean for this to happen.
In my head, I know that it doesn't make sense
but I felt it, you know?
I guess maybe I should think more and feel less.
But maybe I'm naive enough to think that it could work too.
I know Ephram thinks he's a man
and I know you see him that way too.
But he's not.
He's just a boy.
And his heart is wide open.
So be careful with it.
Amy, will you please come down and say goodbye
to your grandparents? Let's not take this out on them.
Amy Nicole, will you open this door, please?
That's just enough. Amy.
Come out here this instant.
Amy. Well, fine.
Fine, I'm coming in.
Amy?
Rose.
(Delia) 'This one.'
No, this one's bigger.
Wait a minute. What was the deal?
- Nothing bigger than the house. - Right.
(male #1) 'Okay.'
Hey there.
Hi.
Find anything you like?
Not yet. Come on, Dad, let's keep looking.
You keep looking and let me know what you pick.
Okay, but then we have to get home fast or it'll die.
I didn't know the Browns celebrated Christmas.
Well, Delia proudly identifies with being Jewish
until it's time to pick the tallest tree in the lot.
Listen--
Andy, whatever you're about to do or say, you don't have to.
Let's just skip it, okay? Really.
No, I can't.
I owe you an apology. I've been avoiding you lately.
- I noticed. - I can't help it.
I have this laundry list of reasons
to avoid you spinning around in my head.
Not being sure, being concerned about your health
being afraid how my kids are gonna react.
Not to mention the fact that you've shown
absolutely no interest in me.
That's not true. Is it?
As I remember, my asking you out
was a pretty spectacular failure.
Your rejection of me was so sweeping.
I loved the roses.
You did?
And the balloons.
Although Mylar and latex
are just terrible for the environment.
Andy, you have every right to be scared
for all the reasons that you said.
Except for one.
I am interested.
Very interested.
It's starting to snow.
First one of the year.
I've always had this obsession with the first snowfall.
I just thought it was so perfect and pure and that it was--
We don't know how long she's been gone.
Thought she was in her room pouting all night.
Most cases like this, kids come home the same day.
Just out driving around, trying to *** off Mom and Dad.
That's not it, Roger.
She was pretty upset last night. She said some troubling things.
- What's going on? - Amy's gone.
- She left sometime last night. - With her friend Tommy?
The sheriff spoke to Tommy. He doesn't know where she is.
Let's put out an all points on Amy Abbott.
Light brown hair, brown eyes.
Height, 5-7 and a half. Weight, approximately 115.
Last seen wearing a brown skirt and black sweater.
(female over radio) '208, affirmative. How do you wanna handle?'
'10-36 Amber.'
What's that mean?
Missing child.
'All units, we have an APB on Amy Abbott. Caucasian female.'
'Sixteen years of age.'
'Height, 5-7 and a half. Weight, approximately...'