Everwood s04e10 Episode Script

NARRATOR: Previously on Everwood: ANDY: I just found out that my daughter's not the person that I thought she was.
All this time, I thought I was raising this sweet little angel.
It turns out I've been duped.
I've been raising the president of Phi Beta Nasty.
Twelve is a tough age.
Maybe she's fallen in with a tough crowd.
They're worse than tough, they're popular.
NlNA: This isn't like him.
He's worked late, but he always calls.
We have to talk, Nina.
I wasn't just giving pills to people who didn't need them.
I was taking them myself.
-You're an addict? -I was scared to tell you the truth.
You have to go, now.
Help me up.
I'm gonna fall asleep if I stay in this position.
God, I'm sorry.
I know you gotta get going and, uh, don't have time to talk about this.
-We can talk later.
-Yeah, no, we can talk about it.
I just, uh-- -For now.
-Yeah, no, absolutely.
-What are these? -Um, those.
-They're postcards.
-l, uh, actually wrote those for you.
I didn't know if I should send them or not, so I didn't.
I wish you would've sent them.
Amy, I still love you.
-Go ahead, take one.
Enjoy.
Here you go.
-Nineteen.
Nineteen? Right here.
Coming through.
I found another mistake.
Porter Fant was never president of the class of '54.
And he damn sure wasn't smart enough to be a judge.
Oh, ask Edna.
She went out with him.
Like I said, Jensen, it's called artistic license.
But thank you for your interest.
I'm sorry, dear.
Ha, ha.
-The man of the hour.
Congratulations.
-Oh, thanks, Andy.
You might wanna consider charging your customers.
-That's what your publisher had in mind.
EDNA: Look who's talking.
It's called guerilla marketing, buster.
Nothing wrong with a few freebies to get people talking.
I can't argue with that.
I'm looking forward to reading it, actually.
Any chance there's something, uh, about me in here? Uh, any similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.
But, yeah, you're in it.
-Feel like I haven't seen you for a year.
-More like two years.
You're never allowed to go home.
I don't care how much your mom wants to celebrate Jesus.
Yeah, we'll talk about that again at Easter.
What do you wanna do today? Bike ride? Picnic? Movie? [PHONE RlNGlNG.]
-A bike ride sounds good.
-Hey, Amy.
-Are you sitting down? -Yeah, why? [PHONE RlNGlNG.]
-I need to talk.
-The boy is back.
-I need to ask you something.
-What's the matter? -Say you ran into an old girlfriend.
-Sitting down? -You saw Madison? -He saw Madison? -No, not Madison.
-So I went over to Ephram's last week.
-You weren't planning on anything.
AMY: We were supposed to study.
EPHRAM: But things got heated.
-There was no one there.
-Then something kind of.
-And we totally had sex.
-You and Ephram slept together? -What? No way.
EPHRAM: "No way" what? -I've been meaning to tell you.
-Hello? AMY: It's weird.
-Did you and my sister get back together? -I don't know what it means yet.
-Who told you that? -I can't believe this.
-I can't believe you.
-This so bad.
-This is so great.
EPHRAM: You talked to her? AMY: He said he's in love with me.
-She say we were together? -We haven't spoken since.
-I'm at Sam's.
Come get me.
-Stay where you are.
-We have to celebrate.
-Time for damage control.
-This is not a celebration.
-I don't need damage control.
AMY: I'll be there in 10.
EPHRAM: But bring breakfast and beer.
[SlGHS.]
-Guess that bike ride's gonna have to wait.
-Yeah.
Dude, I know I told you to get out of the friend zone.
I did not mean that far.
What were you thinking? I wasn't thinking.
It just sort of happened.
-What, you just fell on top of each other? -Yeah, kind of.
No, uh, she found these postcards that I wrote her.
I told her that I still loved her.
It was a wacky night.
Oh, you think? So, what, you're back on? -I don't know.
-What do you mean, you don't know? I haven't seen her since the night in question so I don't know.
No, what is with all this Zen here? You don't get it.
You're exposed.
You're like a wide receiver going over the middle for a high pass.
Yeah, pain.
I'm talking serious pain.
I only told you because I thought Hannah might say something useful to me.
Hannah just found out.
-Really? -Yeah.
Okay.
Okay? Is that really all you have to say? Do you think it's a good thing Amy waited to tell her? Think it's a bad thing? Come on, I need a judgment here, buddy.
All right, focus with me, please.
If you wanna know how my sister's feeling, ask her.
Relationships are based on communication, honesty, trust.
-Play games, no one's gonna win.
-Somebody's drinking the Kool-Aid.
Six months in a Hannah-healthy relationship.
I think I get a pin soon.
Bottom line, the longer you wait, the worse it's gonna get.
So you have to do something.
I've done something.
I told her how I felt.
Now the ball's in her court.
Here.
Merry Christmas.
ANDY: Hello? -I'm up here.
Hey.
-Welcome back.
How was your trip? -lt was great.
A lot of food, a lot of family.
-Saw a naked man on the subway.
-Ooh, that's a bonus.
-We told Delia it was performance art.
-Ha, ha.
Good.
-What are you doing? -Ugh, rearranging.
I've got some more closet space, which is good.
Except I officially hate all my clothes.
Can't tell you how many turtlenecks I have.
So how's Jake? Have you talked to him? Uh, well, he just came by the once when, uh, he was packing a bag.
He's up in Carbondale.
-The rehab center? -Yeah.
Same one he went to before he moved here.
Not that he ever told me, but.
Well, that's probably a good thing.
I mean, it's a good thing that he's there, not that he didn't tell you.
-I'm not so sure what to say here.
-It's okay, me neither.
It's, uh-- It's just so weird.
It's like everything we had, everything he was, it was a total lie and I still can't help but feel sad.
That's natural.
You've been together for a while.
I know, I know, but it's more than that.
It's like this terrible deja vu.
When I found out about Carl, it was awful, I felt betrayed, but what was I gonna do? It was a gay man coming out.
It's not like I could blame him for that.
And now with Jake, it is the same thing.
-I'm not sure I agree with that.
-He's sick, Andy.
He's an addict and he needs help, and what do I do? I kick him out and then I come crying to you which, by the way, I'm so sorry for doing.
-What? -It's just sometimes you amaze me.
-You actually feel guilty about being angry? -A little.
Well, don't.
You have every right to be.
I know, and believe me, I have no desire to go through this again.
I'm so tired of being the helping hand to other people's bigger problems.
I mean, I have big things to think about too, like the restaurant and Sam and.
God.
If I did break up with Jake, I can't imagine how I'd ever tell Sam.
He's in love with him.
For Sam to lose another man-- I know, I know, but you can't base your decision upon what Sam wants.
Because ultimately, what's best for you is best for your son.
I know.
I wish I could crawl off somewhere and this whole thing would go away.
You know, Nina, I'm gonna support you in whatever you decide to do.
But you're going to have to deal with this, and I just think the sooner the better.
You think I shouldn't take him back.
I think.
I think you should go see him.
And talk to him.
And then you'll know what to do.
I can't believe you waited a week to tell me.
You were in Minnesota.
You know they have phones in Minnesota? Because they do.
I'm sorry, I just wanted to see if I could figure out what to do on my own.
-But I didn't, and now he's home.
-Okay, wait, back up.
So it happens, you're sitting there, or lying there, whatever, and then what? -What did you say? -Nothing.
-What do you mean? -I was in shock.
I was not planning on having the relapse sex, but then we did.
Then I found the postcards, he said, "l love you," and it was shocking.
You had no idea he was still in love with you? -No, why would l? -I don't know, I knew.
What? When? How? When I was planning on moving back home, Ephram came to see me, told me not to go.
He went on and on about how sad you'd be if I wasn't here.
And he was just so worried about you, and it was all very adorable.
-Why didn't you tell me then? -I don't know.
Figured he'd tell you or you'd figure it out.
I'm not a meddler.
You meddle all the time.
Your middle name is Meddle.
My middle name is Katherine, with a K, in case you wanna buy me something.
If I'd known, I'd never have let this happen.
Well, it happened, so now the question is, was it meaningful? Of course it was meaningful.
It was Ephram.
Ugh.
This is bad.
Does it have to be bad? Is there any way that this could be good? I don't know.
What do you think? Not a meddler, remember? How are things with Bright? -We took a shower together.
-What? -Oh, my God, did you guys? -No, no, no, of course not.
But we're very clean.
[CHUCKLES.]
What happened to the Ding Dongs? They're usually next to the mac and cheese.
I switched the Parker with the Blake and I put the ballad at the end.
You sure? The ballad turned out good.
It's good, but they get hundreds of these.
Lead off with something up-tempo.
-Hi, Dr.
Brown.
You're out of Ding Dongs.
-Thank you, Kyle, I'll try not to panic.
Bit of advice, boys.
Don't buy lrv's book.
It's all crap.
-Who's lrv? -Never mind.
Your sister know you're using her computer? -Do I care? ANDY: You would if you'd seen her lately.
She'd kick your skinny white ass.
-What are you guys doing? -Ephram's helping with my tape for Juilliard.
Oh, that's like deja vu all over again.
We were doing the same exact thing here last year.
Except that I was him, and you were him too.
Wait, is that right? No, no.
You were him and I was m-- No, I was me and you were-- Well, whatever it was, it was a great memory.
-So how's it coming? -No offense, but shouldn't you be at work? No offense, shouldn't you be at school? Especially you.
Oh, I worked out a deal.
They let me out early so I can practice.
-I worked out the same deal, remember? -Yes.
Now you go to community college.
You see what I gotta deal with? Is that your essay? Yeah, but it sucks.
I'm not ready for you to read it yet.
That's all right, I did like 10 drafts of mine before I finally finished it.
Let me see.
All right.
Pick a pen.
Jazz Studies, huh? Good choice.
Is this all of it? LAURlE: Which is why he is saying the system itself is what's flawed in the first place.
What do you think? Uh, Amy.
-Sorry, can you repeat the question? -I could.
But I've kind of had enough of myself for the day.
I vote that we move Wallenstein and his theories till next time.
Besides, I have a Pilates class I need to get to.
[CLASS CHUCKLES.]
-I'm sorry.
I was totally spacing out.
-It's all right.
I just missed you today.
I usually count on you to make it less of a lecture and more of a discussion.
-I know, I just-- LAURlE: Don't tell me, let me guess.
Some guy did something that's got you all gobbledygook, and you can't concentrate.
It's blasphemy, I know daydreaming about a boy in my lntro to Feminist Theory class.
You're gonna do great things, Amy Abbott, I can feel it.
Thank me in 15 years when you become the first female president.
Actually, that's impossible.
I'm 18, and the Constitution says you have to be 35.
Let me ask you something.
You know what's going on with this Search Committee mess, right? For the new provost? -Yeah, there's no female candidates.
-Exactly.
And the last time they hired a woman was, let me think, never.
We have to teach them that they cannot shut people out of the process.
I'm having a bunch of grad students over tomorrow do a little brainstorming, and you should come.
-Really? LAURlE: Yeah.
-Doesn't matter I'm not a grad student? LAURlE: Thank God you're not.
-I love those guys, but they're jaded.
-Sounds like fun.
Uh, what time? Uh, Seven-ish.
I'll e-mail you the address.
MAN: There's another chapter that.
IRV: Nancy.
WOMAN: It was, and I loved it.
People are waiting here.
Can it, Thurman.
I got a bone to pick with you.
-The doctor dies alone? -Excuse me? "Some people said it was old age.
" Old age, huh? "Others thought it was the harsh winter.
But as I stood there watching the coffin lowered into the grave his son and daughter the only family he had left in this hard world, I knew the doctor died of a distraught heart.
He never escaped from his grief, and it finally killed him.
" That's beautiful.
That's how it ends? That's my ending? -It's just fiction.
-Yeah, but you believe that, don't you? Look, Andy, I'm kind of busy here.
-Now, if you really wanna discuss this-- -Just answer the question, lrv.
Look, when you got here, you were a broken man torn up and grieving, barely able to make it through the day.
-But that was years ago.
-I know.
I didn't say you didn't get better.
I saw you putting your life back together one piece at a time.
You got your family back, you got your medicine back, you got your surgery now.
But one thing hasn't changed.
You've still got this sadness about you, behind the eyes.
-Because I lost my wife.
-Yes, but that was years ago.
Look, I don't know where it comes from, Andy, I just know that it's still there.
Look, just because I miss Julia doesn't mean that I'm going to die alone.
I'm always gonna miss her, but I've dated lots of women since.
-None that you could share a life with.
-I've heard that before.
Let me tell you something.
Lots of men go after women who are unavailable.
Most men go after unavailable women because most men are emotionally unavailable.
That's why they hate us.
Yeah, you're probably right.
Look, I'm just an old fart looking for a hook to sell a book.
Speaking of which, I'd better get back out of there.
I'll see you later, doc.
Hey.
Thought I might find you here.
-ln Nina's office? -Well, not exactly.
Sorry, I've been meaning to call you.
-You don't have to apologize.
-I'm serious.
Don't think I'm avoiding you.
-I don't.
-Because I'm not, and I'm just.
I know we need to talk.
I'm just all over the place right now.
-No pressure.
-It's just all so confusing.
I thought about you the whole time you were gone.
And I kept hoping that things would get clearer, but they haven't.
So I talked to Hannah and Nina and even one of my professors at school and I still can't seem to figure it out.
But it just keeps feeling further away.
I know, it's like the more time that passes, the more it seems like it didn't happen.
Exactly.
See, you're the only person who understands yet I can't talk to you about it.
Why not? Because isn't it against the rules? Maybe, but we can make our own rules, right? We could get dinner tomorrow night.
We could just talk it out.
-You'd do that? -Yeah, of course.
That sounds great.
Oh, no, um, I can't, because I have a school thing.
Can we do it the night after? Yeah, whatever is good for you is good for me.
I'm pathetically free.
That's great.
That's perfect, Ephram.
Okay.
-So I'll just, uh-- I'll call you.
-Cool.
No.
Ha, ha.
[CHUCKLES.]
Sweetie, it's time to set the table.
Yeah, my dad can pick up if your mom can take.
Delia, I said hang up, now.
Sorry, gotta go.
My dad's being a turdball.
I don't appreciate that attitude, young lady, or the language.
I also don't like the way you've been using the phone so much lately.
It wouldn't be a problem if you bought me a cell.
Brittany has one.
So do Courtney and Thalia.
I just bought you a new laptop.
Don't you have other friends besides those girls? No, and I don't need to.
Well, what about the Banks girl? I think her name is Emma.
-How do you know her name? -I know all the kids in your class.
Really? Name one.
Fine.
I read your e-mail.
-You what? -That's right, missy.
I know all about Operation Fat Cow.
And you should be ashamed of yourself.
I should be ashamed? You went into my private stuff.
Well, too bad.
You're my daughter, and this is my house.
And I'm pretty sure I still pay for that lnternet account.
I've never been so disappointed in you.
I didn't raise you this way.
-Neither did your mother.
-Mom never would've read my e-mails.
-I could trust her.
-This isn't about trust.
It is, you just don't get it because nobody trusts you.
-Ephram doesn't.
-Watch it.
Neither did Mom.
You lied to her, said you were coming home but never did.
That's why she stopped making dinner.
No wonder she hated you.
-You go to your room.
-I'm going.
Well, go faster.
Well, I guess if you have to come to a place like this, you could do a lot worse.
Yeah, it's not so bad.
They get all the high-class addicts here.
-Bet the rooms are nice.
-Yeah, they are, but I'm not staying here.
I just wanted to go to the meetings, so I found a motel in town.
It's cheaper.
So you put me on the visitor list.
How'd you know I'd be coming? I didn't.
Actually, I'm a little surprised.
Why? Did you think I'd never talk to you again? I don't know.
Maybe.
I swear to God, I never meant to hurt you, Nina, or Sam.
And if I could do anything to take it all back, I would.
It's okay, I'm not mad at you.
I mean, I was mad, I'm human.
But I'm not anymore.
Figured out that this is mostly about me.
And I can't keep picking up the pieces of other people's lives.
I know.
I don't think that you're a bad person.
But you're not who I thought you were, either.
Every time I think to myself: "Okay, we could just wipe the slate clean and try to move on," I just-- I can't see it happening.
I have this life that I've worked really hard for, and I can't get lost in yours.
I'm sorry.
Don't be.
Because you're right.
This isn't your problem.
You deserve to be happy and I could never live with myself if I ever stood in the way of that.
I don't wanna be a burden anymore.
-You were never a burden.
-No, but I would be if I hung around.
I have to get through this on my own.
I'll find a way.
What are you gonna do? I don't know.
Goodbye, Jake.
Hello? JESSlCA [OVER PHONE.]
: Ephram, it's Jessica Hunter, Kyle's mom.
Oh, hey, how you doing? Um, I'm sorry to bother you but, um, the school called and told me that Kyle is absent today.
You know where he might be? -No.
Is everything all right? JESSlCA: I don't know.
Usually when he stays home from school, he answers the phone.
What do you mean, usually? This is the fourth time he's skipped in the last two weeks.
I'm sorry.
This is not your problem.
No, no, I don't mind.
JESSlCA: No, you know what? I'm sure he's fine.
He's probably so busy practicing he can't hear the ring.
I'll see you tomorrow, okay? [KYLE PLAYlNG PlANO.]
-You're supposed to be in fifth period.
-American Government? That class is a joke.
Football players skip all the time.
You don't play football.
You should be in class.
-What are you, my dad? -No, but you obviously need one.
[SCOFFS.]
Oh, you think this is a game? Think you're so much better than everybody that you can skip whenever you feel like it? I don't care about school.
I'm gonna be gone next year anyway.
Please, you don't even have an audition yet.
-I'll get an audition.
-What if you don't? You're 15.
You're gonna get kicked out.
What if you don't get into Juilliard? You're nothing but a dropout.
-I'm not gonna let that happen.
-Get over yourself.
-Can you just listen to me for once? -No.
Don't be my friend one day and my dad the next.
Either pick one or stay away from me, because guess what.
I can live without both.
I'm telling you, Jake's patients love it.
You can hang one on that wall.
We are not getting a TV.
That's why we have a moose.
How much longer you using these offices? Until Jake gets back, which can't be soon enough, as far as I'm concerned.
"American Adoption Solutions"? -What does Junior need that for? -No idea.
"Dapper, genial, and more urbane than any small-town doctor had a right to be Howard Allen was something of a hometown hero.
Schooled at the hand of his legendary father Howard enjoyed a certain reputation for exactitude--" -Can it, Harold, that book is a joke.
-Oh, really, now? Now, is that because I am genial and urbane while you are-- How was it put? "--a talented but complicated man burdened with an insatiable ego, the size of which the people in--" No, no, no, I mean it.
Stop it.
I don't know where lrv gets off writing that stuff.
I ought to sue that moron for libel.
No offense.
No.
How could that be offensive? It's just a book, Andy.
No need to be so sensitive.
You know what? I don't care.
I am so tired of people making judgments about me.
-Who's making judgments? -Everybody.
You all think I'm this huge egomaniac, that all I think about is me.
Andy Brown, he's such a bad father.
Andy Brown was such a bad husband.
I was not a bad husband.
I loved my wife more than anything on this Earth and I worked my ass off to make her happy.
And now I'm the bad guy? I'm the one who can't be trusted? She's the one who cheated on me.
Julia had an affair? I'm sorry, this is none of my business, and we don't have to talk about this.
There was a fundraiser in the lobby of the St.
Regis.
We're standing there, and he says he's going to the bar and can he get anyone anything.
And I know she didn't hear him, much less answer but when he came back, he had her drink in his hand.
Whiskey sour with a twist of lemon.
And the way she took it from him without even looking.
There was something just so familiar about it.
That's when I knew.
So you actually met the man? He and Julia were on the board together at Ephram's school.
I guess that's when it started.
Not that I was paying much attention.
-Did you ever talk with her about it? -Not really.
I tried to once, but it just ended up in a screaming match.
I stayed at a hotel for a while until she broke it off.
And I realized I couldn't leave her anyway.
And then we both just acted as though it had never happened.
That was about four months before she died.
I'm so sorry.
That's terrible.
I cannot imagine how difficult it's been carrying that anger around for so many years.
No, I don't anymore.
I can't.
-Why not? -What do you mean, why not? She's gone.
Well, yes, but you never really finished the argument, or started it, for that matter.
It's as though you both went to bed angry.
Except she never woke up.
It took three Frog and Toads, but I think he's finally asleep.
Ha, ha.
-How you doing? -Okay.
You can just leave the dishes, sweetie.
You know, you can talk to me if you want.
I mean, I may not know the best things to say but I'm really good at listening.
It's just hard.
I've never broken up with someone.
I thought it'd be easier on this side.
It turns out I'm wrong.
But you never really liked him anyway, so you probably think it's for the best, huh? Actually, that's not true.
I mean, I admit the whole recovering-addict part's a little disturbing.
-Plus that he lied about it.
-ls this supposed to be cheering me up? But you've been through the worst part.
I mean, all his secrets are out, you know who he is.
It just seems so unfair that it's over.
I feel the smart thing to do would be to cut my losses for once.
I have this bad habit of always coming to the rescue.
How is that a bad habit? If you can come to someone's rescue, it means you're the strong one, doesn't it? You can handle whatever's thrown at you and still save a free hand to help the other people who are drowning.
That's one way of looking at it.
As long as you're taking care of yourself I just don't see how it can hurt to take care of the people you love.
And you love Jake, don't you? Yeah, I do.
Then wouldn't it be kind of great if you could be the one to help him through this? Because, I mean, boy, Nina, he's really gonna need it, don't you think? Amy.
Hey, I'm Beth.
-We met at the-- -At the dorm party, yeah, I remember.
-How are you? -Great.
And I'm so glad you're here.
Laurie doesn't usually invite freshmen to these things so you must have made quite an impression.
I hope so.
-She's a lot cooler than my other professors.
-Oh, she's totally cool.
I took that class last year and now she's sponsoring my independent study.
I mean, if you're into politics, she is a great resource.
-She used to work on the Hill.
-Wow, really? -Mm-hm.
-I didn't know that.
I also didn't know they actually call it "the Hill.
" -lt sounds so West Wing-y.
-Right.
-So, uh, how's your boyfriend? -What's that? That guy you were with at the party.
-lsn't he your boyfriend? -Oh, Ephram.
Yeah, he's, um-- He was.
But we've known each other for a while.
It's complicated.
Got it.
I have been there.
But, um, everybody thought he was so funny.
-Really? -Oh, yeah, and hot.
I mean, not that we were all looking or anything.
Uh, but if he ever does go on the market.
-No, I'm just kidding, I'm just kidding.
-Oh, okay.
Oh, yeah.
-Oh.
-But just so you know that look pretty much answers the "ls he your boyfriend?" question.
TEACHER: Thinking about why the events occurred the way that they did and who it impacted and how the government affected the society as a whole and really looking.
What are you doing here? Are you checking up on me? That was the plan till I got here.
Started walking down the halls, passed my old locker.
You know, I got that, uh, sick feeling in the pit of my stomach.
The one you get Sunday nights when you know you have to come back to school.
-Forgot about that feeling.
-Lucky.
I have it every night.
I know you do.
I still think cutting class was a really stupid idea.
But I shouldn't have gone off on you like that.
I'm not your father.
-I apologize.
-Fine.
I forgive you or whatever.
I am, however, your friend.
At least, I'm trying to be.
And as your friend I'm gonna tell you something that's a little embarrassing for me.
See that girl over there in the red? -She's the one that's been ruining my life.
-You're dating Kimber Powell? Metaphorically, dumb-ass.
She's a total alpha chick, Amy Abbott all the way.
-See that guy over there? -Yeah.
That's my roommate-slash-best friend.
-Petersen? That guy's such a jerk.
-Maybe on the surface.
-No, I'm pretty sure he's on parole.
-Seriously? All right, don't fight the hypothetical.
My freshman year, if somebody told me I was gonna be friends with these people I would've laughed in their face.
-But it happened.
-I don't wanna be friends with these people.
I'll be gone next year, so it doesn't really matter.
Moving away is not gonna change what's going on on the inside.
I mean, you still gotta go through all the misery of being a teenager.
It sucks, but trust me, nobody's figured a way around it yet.
Who knows? Juilliard could be worse.
You'll be all by yourself in a city where you're five years younger than everybody else.
Either way, you're gonna survive.
Because believe it or not, you're a pretty cool kid.
You're smart weirdly funny and you got a lot more going on for you than you realize.
I'm totally gonna run for student-body president.
-Thanks, Ephram.
-All right.
[KNOCKlNG ON DOOR.]
-Locals running you out of town? -Ha, ha.
Not hardly.
I'm packing for my book tour.
If you're here to yell at me again, you can save it till I get back.
I owe you an apology, lrv.
You got a lot of things wrong about me in here.
I would never drive a station wagon.
And neurosurgeons don't do EEGs, that's a neurologist.
Doesn't sound like much of an apology.
Well, my point is, you were right, at least about the biggest thing.
I am still carrying around that sadness or whatever you called it.
I said sadness.
Yeah, well, I'm pretty sure it has to do with some unresolved anger I'm still carrying around for Julia.
Unfortunately, she's gone now, so there's not much I can do about it but at least you helped me to identify the issue.
So thank you.
You're still mad at your dead wife? I know it sounds strange, but yes.
-What's this? -November 19th, 1979.
That's what I was reading the day she walked in and told me it was over.
-Your ex-wife? -Yes, sir.
Fifteen years of marriage and all she could say was she didn't love me anymore.
It was like having my heart ripped out in slow motion.
I'm sorry.
I was an angry man, Andy.
Twenty-odd years I carried that magazine around with me.
-So one day I called her up.
-What'd you say? I bitched her out like nobody's business.
But I was able to forgive her.
I ended up meeting Edna six months later.
Yeah, well, that's a good story, but I can't really call Julia anymore unless we bust out the Ouija board.
There are other ways to let it go.
You just gotta get creative.
Maybe I could fly to New York and scream at her headstone.
Personally, I like to write stuff down.
[KNOCKlNG ON DOOR.]
Uh, coming.
Just five more minutes, please.
Sorry, I thought you were housekeeping.
You going somewhere? Yeah, back to Everwood.
I got a room at the Crocker House for a few days until I get everything squared away with my practice.
And then I'm thinking Arizona.
-Arizona.
-Yeah.
Why not? Figure I'd try warm weather for a change.
So you're just gonna pick up and start all over from scratch just like that? Well, yeah.
I can't really stay in Everwood.
But, uh, don't worry I'm having movers come by the house to get all my stuff on Thursday and I figured I'd come by then, say goodbye to Sam if that's okay.
Also, I talked to Brian, and, uh, the deed to the restaurant should be in your name by the end of the week.
It's the least I can do after everything I put you through.
Okay, stop.
This is crazy.
And you are not going anywhere except home with me.
-What? -I thought it was over, but I was wrong.
I'm not ready to give up on you yet, so I am changing my mind.
-But you said-- -I know what I said.
And I'm not taking it back, I just-- I'm giving us a second chance because I think that we deserve it.
And yeah, yeah, you messed up, but I messed up too.
I let myself believe that I had found this perfect guy who never got in a bad mood who'd never argue with me about anything who planned these incredibly romantic vacations just because.
-Well, I wanted you to believe that.
-And I wanted to believe it.
And now I don't.
Now I just wanna know you.
The real you.
Well, the real me isn't always pretty.
You think you can deal with that? I can deal with a lot.
-I'm not very good at asking for help.
-You don't have to ask.
Why are you being so amazing to me? Because I'm in love with you, stupid.
This place is great.
All they have at ECC are vending machines.
The whole school's starting to grow on me.
I might even stay next year.
Maybe move into a dorm or an apartment.
-Oh, yeah? -Yeah.
-Cool.
-Yeah.
The other night was amazing, Ephram.
What you said after was even more amazing.
Oh, I want you to know, I didn't just say that because of what happened.
I'd been trying to figure out a way to tell you.
No, I know, and I've been thinking about it a lot as well.
You were right last year.
Why can't you meet the person you're supposed to be with at 17? I was an idiot for fighting you on that.
I get that now.
I mean, think about it.
You're supposed to be at Princeton I'm supposed to be in New York, but here we are.
-It's like fate.
-Yeah, I used to feel the same way.
-Used to? Ha, ha.
-You went away.
You spent time in Europe, traveling and having adventures and.
I mean, I read all your postcards, Ephram.
It was like I saw you grow right before my eyes.
I want that.
I want my Europe.
Great.
We could go to Europe together.
That's not what I meant.
I know it sounds crazy, but maybe my version is right here, right now.
I've been meeting some incredible people, and I've been getting involved.
Suddenly, I'm thinking about things I've never thought about before.
I think that's great, I do, I just-- You know, I could be a part of that with you.
I don't know, maybe you could.
Maybe we could get back together and it would be great, and it would work but if it didn't, we would be so broken, Ephram.
And we'd never get another chance.
And I want us to have another chance because somewhere in my heart I still think you're my person.
-You do? -Yes, I do.
I just don't think it's the right time right now or at least not for me.
I wanna figure out who I am a little bit more before becoming a part of us again.
I think I need that.
-Are you mad? -No, I'm not mad.
I mean, it's not exactly what I wanted to hear but I understand.
So you go off and you have your Europe.
I'll be here when you get back.
You know, probably still waiting for a menu.
[TYPEWRlTER CLACKlNG.]
-What are you doing? -Typing.
-Ever heard of a computer? -Ever heard of a knock? Am I still grounded? Yup.
Great.
I'll be in my room not talking to anyone.
Have fun with that.
[ENGLlSH - US - SDH.]