7th Heaven (1996–2007): Season 1, Episode 13 - America's Most Wanted - full transcript

Mary tries to impress her basketball team by stealing a glass from their teen hangout "The Varsity", which is a school ritual. A misunderstanding occurs which winds up with Matt being arrested for stealing the glass. Lucy cheats on a school paper by taking one of Mary's old papers and putting her name on it. Ruthie asks Simon about help when she overhears her father talking about how it bothers him when people in America don't know the National Anthem.

"Girls and boys,
come out to play.

The moon doth shine
as bright as day..."

Ready to go to bed?

No, we're reading.

Oh, okay.

"Georgie Porgie,
puddin' and pie...

kissed the girls
and made them cry..."

You know I'm going
to go to bed now.

I'll leave the night light on
so you can see when you come in.

Okay. Thank you.


"Little Boy Blue,

Come, blow your horn..."

You know, Mom,
if you're tired,

I could read to Ruthie
in our room.

Honey, would you like
to join us?

Why not?

Here, Simon, you read.

Love to.

"The sheep's in the meadow,
the cow's in the corn.

Where's the little boy
who looks after the sheep...?"

Hi, honey.

Oh, hey, Dad.

How was the boxing match?

Anyone get their
eyes cut open

or anything
good like that?

No, Simon, it was just a
Golden Gloves tournament.

You know, just kids.

It wasn't
really that rough.

How was the kid you went
to go see? Did he win?

Yep. TKO, third round.

Are you mad
at him for winning?

No, sweetie.

No, I should just avoid

sporting events altogether.

nobody knew the words

to "The Star-Spangled Banner."

Oh, boy.

I know that gets
to you, doesn't it, Dad?

It gets me every time.

I can't for the life of me
figure out

why nobody knows the words

to the National Anthem.

I mean, it is our
National Anthem.

People should have to prove
they know the words

or leave the country.

I mean, I'm not talking about

the people who just got here.

There are people
whose families
have been here

for like 200 years who
don't even know the words.

Good night.

I think I'll finish
reading her the story

in our room.

This country is going
to hell in a handbasket.

I mean, the basic moral fiber's
being ripped, torn to shreds.

Half the country probably
doesn't even know

"The Pledge of Allegiance."

Half the country probably

can't even spell allegiance.




See? That's why I love you.

Forget the book.


We have to learn
"The Star Stapled Banner."

It's "Spangled."

You'll learn it
when you go to school.

No, I have to learn it now.


'Cause if I don't,

Daddy will make me
leave the country.

Oh, he didn't mean that.
I'll go get him.


Okay, fine.

Listen, by tomorrow,

he'll forget he said
anything about that.

But what if he doesn't?

I'll have to move.

You won't have to move.

I can teach it to you.

It's a piece of cake.

Okay, go ahead.

We'll start tomorrow.

No, tonight. Please.

Okay, uh...

Just repeat after me--

Who's Jose?

What Jose?

You said,

You want some pancakes?

Pancakes on a weekday?
What's wrong?

Did you and Dad
have a fight?

I can't take this kind
of stress in the morning.

I am completely
stressed out as it is.

It's nothing serious.

Your father went to the Golden
Gloves last night and...

No one knew the words
to the National Anthem.

I'll have three.

Yeah, me, too.

My stomach can only take
one at the most.

Okay, how's the essay
on The Crucible coming?

It's not.

What? I'm not
in a bad mood.

Good, I need
to ask you a favor.


I'm kidding.

What, what is it?

Mary and I would like
to go to dinner

with John and Keesha,
if that's okay?

We'll be home early.

Well, what's uh,
what's the occasion?

No occasion.

We just haven't seen John
and Keesha for awhile,

and we thought we'd grab a
burger together, that's all.


The Varsity.

He's now covered who,
what, when, where and why.

Well, I guess it's okay.

Could we have 20 bucks?

Do you both
know the words

to the National Anthem?

Give 'em the 20 bucks, hon.
They both know the words.

Wait a minute, why isn't
Lucy going with you?

She's got a paper
due tomorrow.

Of course, they could
go another night

but why wreck my middle-child-
always-being-left-out syndrome

by including me now?

Well, she's got a point.

Okay, where were we?

Oh, oh, yeah.

♪ What so proudly we hailed... ♪

♪ What so proudly we... hmm. ♪

I can't say that word,
it's a bad word.

No "hailed" isn't a bad word,

and neither is "hell" unless
you say something like...

Go to hell.

What did you say?

Um, I was just
trying to explain

that "hell" is
not a bad word,

it's just how you use it.

Like if you say something like
there's a heaven and a hell.

That would be okay, right?

That would be okay, but that's
not what I heard you say.

I'm guilty
of using a bad example.

And a bad word. Sorry, Dad.

Me, too.

Uh, Dad, you're not
still mad about

that whole National Anthem
thing, are you?

You know, Simon,
I hate to admit it, but I am.

- Simon, school!
- Let's go!

Got to run, Dad.
See ya.

Me, too.

And Judge Danforth represents
what in the play?

No one?

No one sees Danforth
representing power?

Unyielding authority?




I'm a little behind
on my math homework.

My concern is with this class.

Have you written
your essay yet?

Is there any possibility

that I could get one extra day
to turn it in?

I know it's
due tomorrow,

but when I went
to the library
this morning,

I couldn't get on a computer
to look anything up

because they were all taken.

You went to the library
this morning

for a paper that's due tomorrow?

I've been kind of busy...


Oh, not busy with
boyfriend stuff.

It's just that I've had a
lot of homework lately

and with cheerleading and all,
I got a little behind.

The paper is due tomorrow.

You're flirting with
my girlfriend again.

I can't help myself.

I told you how I feel about her.

Well, stop.

Hey, where's Mary?

Working on her free throw.
She'll be out in a minute.

Great. Thanks.

She's running out
of time, you know.

The athletic banquet is
next week.

Yeah, I know.
Mary's the only one

on the team who hasn't stolen
anything from The Varsity.

Don't worry,
she's going to take care of it.

The most coveted item is the
glass with The Varsity logo.

Thanks for the tip.

Is it me or is that
Corey chick a pain?

She's a pain.

You know, we really appreciate

you guys letting us use you

as a cover, but you
really don't have to go.

We're going.

We want to see it.

Besides, if we
were to cancel,

my dad would know right
away something was up.

Right now, the worst
he thinks is

that we have an underground
civil rights movement going on.

Okay. Then we'll see
you tonight.

And don't be late.
The manager has to be
there for it to count.

Who makes up these rules?

The cool group.

Yeah, right.

I'm never going to get
this paper finished.

I got absolutely nothing

at lunch time.

Hey, I had Mrs. Penn
in the eighth grade

and I think I still have
the paper I wrote for her.

You could use
my bibliography
for the research.

This won't help.

I can't go to the library now.

You can use all the same quotes
and you'd have the references.

Just write a new essay.

You ready?

Good luck on the paper.

Have fun.

We'll take you with us
next time, promise.

You guys have a good time,
but be home by 10:00.

It's a school night.

Dinner's ready, Luce.

Thanks, but I'm going
to eat in my room

so I can finish my paper.

You know, you really
don't have to do this.

Yes, I do have to do this.

Every kid on every team
in the entire school

has something from this place.

So, man, you ever taken
anything from here?

No. I never really
saw the point.

I'd be too afraid
I'd get caught.

Oh, now come on,
everybody knows

that if anybody gets caught,

I'm the one
they'll blame.

Okay, I want everyone
to go to the car.

If anyone is going to be
caught, I want it to be me.

We're not quite
finished yet. Thanks.


Take it now.

If we get up and leave,
everyone in here

is going to know
what you're doing.

All right, now, put this box
in the trunk

and drop if off to Lucy
at cheerleading practice

this afternoon
after school, okay?

What's this?

That's a glass.

Did you buy it
at The Varsity?

No, I didn't buy it.

Did you take it without paying
for it?

Dad, everybody takes something
from The Varsity.

It's like a school ritual.

It's like stealing.

No, no, it is stealing.

Take it back.

Okay, I'll take it back.

And apologize
to the manager.

And you and I will talk about
what the consequences are

of taking something
that doesn't belong to you.

Look, Dad, don't you think

you're making way too big
a deal out of this?

I mean, the glass is worth...
what? Two bucks?

This isn't about
what the glass costs.

This is about taking
somebody else's property.

What's going on?

Oh, Dad found out that I took
the glass from The Varsity

and now I have to take it back
and apologize, that's all.

Did you know about this?



I know how anxious
you were

about this paper,

and I see how tired
you are today,

so I made a point

of reading
your essay first.

It's very good.

Especially considering

you didn't start writing
it until yesterday.

Thank you.

Really, thanks.

Hi, I'd like to speak
to the manager, please.

Mr. Ryland?

Can I help you?

Uh, look,
I'm very sorry,

but I took this glass
last night

and I feel really badly
about it,

so I'm returning it.

It was the wrong thing
to do.

Apology unaccepted.

That's right,

I'm pressing charges.

Jimmy Moon called.

And Dwight called three times.

And Matt forgot
to drop off
the refreshments.


well, he, he probably had
a lot on his mind.

Oh, well, I'm sure
Lucy will understand.

Actually I'm a little
worried about him.

He's not home yet.

Well, you know, you
have to keep in mind
that for us,

a trip to the diner
is a trip to the diner.

For Matt, it's
an excursion,

a vacation, it's
free transportation

to Fantasyland.

He'll be fine.

Matt forgot
to bring refreshments.

As if my life isn't
bad enough already.

What's wrong?

I'm thinking
about quitting basketball.


I just am, that's all.

It's too much pressure.

Just hang in there.

It'll be okay.

Look, I don't need any
of your cheerleading right now.

Actually, I'm thinking
about dropping


Because I'm quitting
the basketball team?

Can't you do anything
by yourself?

I have a confession
to make.

This is really ridiculous.

We can't both cry at once.

I can't help it.

Fine, then I'll stop.

So, what do you want
to confess?

I took your paper
on The Crucible

and I paraphrased it.

That wasn't such a great idea.

We both had
the same teacher.

She's gonna remember
my paper.

She didn't.

I wish she had,
but she didn't.

And I got a B plus
and I feel guilty.

Yeah, I'm having
the same problem.

It's not your fault.

You were just trying
to be helpful.

No, that's not what
I feel guilty about.

Don't answer it.

I think it's Dwight.


Are you okay?

Is it Matt?

We'll be right there.

Is he okay?


He's at the police station.

He's been arrested
for petty larceny.

The glass?

I think I'd like
to talk to Matt, alone.

Oh, sure.

Matt, I'm sorry
this happened.

You wanted
to teach me

a lesson,
I got a lesson.

You should be happy.

I didn't know this
was going to happen.

I'm going to go down
to The Varsity

and talk to this guy.

I think he's taken this
a little bit too far.

Forget it.

I'm trying to be
on your side here.

I'd appreciate it if you'd
cut me a little slack.

Like you ever
cut me any slack?

I can't think
about anything but Matt.

Yeah, well,
I feel terrible.

It's all my fault.

How is it your fault?

Hey, Matt,
we heard what happened.

Can I talk to you alone?

Matt, I can't let you do this.

I have to tell Mom and Dad
that I took the glass.

No, the guy
would probably

have you arrested and
I can't let that happen.

I'm older, I'm a guy,
I can take it.

Well, I can
take it, too.

Look, I don't know
what's going to happen

when I go to court,
but whatever it is,

I don't want it
to happen to you.

I should
have never let you

take the glass
in the first place.

Yeah, well, I should

have never asked
you to help me.

It's so stupid.

I don't even want to be on
the basketball team anymore.

I'm just going to quit.

You're not going to quit.

Not after all this.

Oh, I get it.


By tomorrow,
everybody's going to know

I got arrested and
they're going to think

I stole the glass for you.

You don't want
to look like a jerk,

so you have
to quit.

That's not why
I was quitting.

I was quitting
because I don't like

feeling pressured into
doing stuff like this.

But you know what?

Too bad if I don't fit in
with the rest of the team,

I'm still
as good a player.

And after all this,
I'm staying.

I think you should.

Hey, Matt.

I just wish
I would have felt like this

before I got you into trouble.

Don't worry about it.

I'm in trouble
all the time anyway.

I see.

Well, maybe that'll work.

You want me to go with you?

Well, good luck.

That was Eric Camden.

Tell me everything
you know about a glass

being stolen
from The Varsity.

No, son, I asked
you first.

Then I'm going
to ask your sister,

and I'm not
kidding around.

The manager of
The Varsity decided

to press charges and
Matt got arrested.

Matt didn't steal anything.

No, see, I know Matt
didn't steal anything.

I said to tell me everything
you know about it.

Dad, you're putting me
on the spot.

I mean, Keesha, too.

Oh, I'm sorry about that.

You want to tell me
everything you know?

All I know is I didn't
take anything.

And I didn't either.

No, you both know more
than that and so do I.

Every year,
when they ask me

to be the Chaplain
at the athletic banquet,

I notice that it looks
like the diner catered it.

Matt's not playing

or football,
is he?

So Matt didn't
take the glass.

Mary took
the glass.

Dad, you didn't tell Reverend
Camden about this, did you?

No, but that doesn't
mean I won't.

I don't know what
I'm going to do yet.

Don't make
any plans

for the next
three weekends.

You know, you two went
along for the ride,

knowing what was
going to happen

and thinking it would be
real cool to be in on it.

You don't sit by
and let a friend

do something stupid,

much less
encourage them.

I think I'd better warn Matt.


Hey, man, I heard
about the bad news.

How? I just got home.

Your dad called my dad.

My dad knows
that Mary took the glass.

We didn't tell him.

My dad does the athletic banquet
every year.

You know, he just
put two and two together.

Did he tell my dad?

No, but I wouldn't

put it past him--
I mean, he restricted us

for three weeks
just for being there.

I'm really sorry.

It's nothing compared
to the trouble you're in.

I mean, I wish Keesha and I had
just used better judgment.

Yeah, tell me about it.

You may want to talk to my dad

while he's still
deciding what to do.

Oh, you know, I don't know.

It's just a suggestion.

Well, I'll have to think
about that one.

Well, I just wanted
to let you know, you know,

so you won't be all surprised.

No, I appreciate it.

No problem.


I didn't mean to pry,
but I saw the grade

and normally I'd be
very proud of you.


But if I'm not mistaken,

you took this from one
of Mary's old papers.

I remember because
she compared

the Salem trials

to the McCarthy hearings.

I'm surprised Mrs. Penn
didn't remember.

Yeah, me, too.

Sit down.

I think maybe
you're taking on

too much this year.

You have got to understand
that cheerleading

and Jimmy Moon come second
to your education.

I kind of broke up with Jimmy

because of
the Dwight situation.



Why didn't you
just tell Dwight

that you want
to be friends with him?

You do just want to be friends
with Dwight, right?

Well, it's kind of nice
that he likes me.

Do you think that's fair
to Dwight or Jimmy?

No, but Dwight
doesn't seem to mind.

Sure he minds.

Okay, I'll tell him.

You also have
to tell Mrs. Penn

that you copied Mary's paper.

Couldn't I just
never do it again?

Fine. I'll tell her.

But could we leave
Dad out of this one?

He's already on overload
with Matt and everything.

I don't like to do that,
but you're right,

he's stretched to the limit
right now.

So, just this one time.

I don't know how I got
myself into this mess.

I'm so stressed out.

You know what I do
when I feel stressed?

I prioritize what I need to do,
and tackle one task at a time.

What could you possibly be
stressed out about?

You think it's easy
taking care of five kids,

a house, a husband
and three dogs?

Well, yeah.

No, I can't sing anymore.

I'm done, I'm finished,
I'm kaput.

Fine, who needs you?

♪ Whose broad stripes
and bright stars ♪

♪ Through the... ♪

♪ Hmm, hmm, hmm, fight. ♪

It's perilous fight.

What's perilous mean?

It means dangerous.

Why don't they just say that?

Because that's how they talked
in the olden days.


I don't know why.
I just want to get some sleep.

♪ Through
the dangerous fight... ♪

You can't change the words.

It's our national anthem.

But nobody understands it.

It's not meant to be understood.

It's like... it's like... opera.

I understand Oprah.

I watch her on TV.

Can I help you?

Yeah, hi,
I'm Eric Camden.

I'm Matt's father.

I'm not dropping the charges.

Just hear me out first.

Okay, but I'm not
dropping the charges.

My son knows that he was wrong.

That's why he apologized.

Matt's learned his lesson.

That's not the problem.

The problem is the rest of those
kids haven't learned anything.

I lose thousands of dollars
every year.

If I raised the price
of the food to cover the losses,

I'd have no customers.

Kids shouldn't steal,

and they should learn
if they do,

there are consequences.

If I let Matt off the hook,

they'll think they can get away
with anything.

This isn't about
all those other kids.

They didn't come in here
and apologize to you.

This is about my boy.

Matt tried to do the right thing

and he's getting
punished for it.

What kind of message is that?

It says there are consequences

if you break the law.

That's a message
I'd like to get out.

You got a problem with that?

Yeah, I do.

Isn't the law supposed to be

about justice and mercy
as well as punishment?

I guess we'll find that out
tomorrow in court, won't we?

I guess so.

Even if the charges
aren't dropped,

the judge can't be
too hard on him

because Matt's never
been in trouble before.

Never been
in trouble before?

I can't believe
you'd see it that way.

From where I'm looking,

he's been getting into
more and more trouble,

only now he's just plummeted

into the legal realm.

Do you want me to talk
to this diner guy?

Forget it.

He's not going
to change his mind.

And part of the reason
why kids get such a rush

out of taking his stuff
is because Bob's such a jerk.

Oh well, as long
as they have a good reason.

Look, I'd like
to leave early for school.

There're some things
I need to take care of.

Like what?

Well, if you
have to know,

I feel like I need
to talk to somebody

about everything
that's happened.

Like a counselor or something.

Why can't you
just talk to me?

Because it's you
I need to talk about.

Look I just...

want to talk to somebody
who will be more objective.

Matt, I'm right here,
I'm listening, talk to me.

I can't.

I mean you're always telling
kids to talk to you

when they can't talk
to their parents.

Why can't I talk to somebody?

Okay, fine.

I'll take the other
kids in, and...

just be home
right after school.

We have to be at
the courthouse at 4:00.

I'm well aware.

I don't know
where I went wrong.

Well, he's not
talking to me either.

Yeah, but you two
aren't having a problem.

Do you really think
there's a teenage kid

anywhere on this planet
who's not having a problem

with at least one
of his parents?

Somewhere along the line,
Matt and I got off track

and it's like there's
no getting back.

We have these little
periods of time

when everything's fine
and then, bam!

Something goes wrong again.

It's always two steps forward,
one step back with this kid.

Now he won't even
argue with me.

He wants to talk
to somebody else.

Well, don't worry.

Whatever's wrong,

the mother
usually gets blamed.

Maybe the
counseling will help.

Yeah, maybe.

Hey, Matt.

Hi. Is Mrs. Hamilton home?

No, she's already
left for school.

Did you want to talk to her?

No, actually,
I wanted to talk to you alone.

Come on in.

You sure you shouldn't be
talking to your father?

I can't.

I don't know if I'm going
to be any easier.

Yeah, I know.

I just thought
I'd give it a shot.

Okay, go.

Look, I just wanted to ask
you not to tell my dad

that Mary stole that glass.

You know,

sooner or later the truth has
a way of coming out.

Your dad might
find it easier to hear it

coming from you
and Mary.

He might find it easier
not knowing it at all.

Look you don't know
my dad as a dad,

you only know him
as a friend.

Matt, the court issue is
going to be resolved today,

but you're stuck with your dad
for the rest of your life.

Now maybe you should
throw all the cards
on the table,

tell your dad what
really happened.

Then tell him how you feel
about getting blamed for it.

I... I can't.

Not until after the hearing.

But you will talk to him?

Yeah, I guess.

Yeah, yeah, I'll talk to him.

Okay, if you

you'll make an effort
to straighten things out

with your dad, I'll see
what I can do

about making that court hearing
go well for you.

Fine, I promise, but how
are you going to do that?

I have a plan.

Whether it will work or not
is another matter.

Does your dad know you were
coming to talk to me?

No. Are you going to tell him?

No. You can tell him...

when you tell him
everything else.

I have a confession to make.

I took Mary's old paper
and I paraphrased it.

I deserve an "F" instead
of a B-plus.

I'm sorry.

It won't
happen again.

I'm prioritizing my life

and this class is
at the top of my list.


How refreshing.

I'm very proud of you, Lucy.

Now, you could take
an "F" for plagiarizing

or you could go home tonight
and write another paper,

hand it in tomorrow.

Thank you, thank you,

thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you!

Thank you!

Okay, here's how it is.

Jimmy, I like you
as a boyfriend.

And, Dwight, I like you
as a friend.

Deal with it.

Why aren't you at
cheerleading practice?

I told them I had
family obligations.

I'm going to court
to support Matt.

Look, I think it's best
if Mary and Lucy stay home.

I'm not staying home.

I thought you would
baby-sit Simon and Ruthie?

Mom, I want to be there
with Matt. Please.

I do, too.

Maybe it would be good
for you to be there.

This really isn't necessary.

I know, but I'll see
if Mrs. Romero can baby-sit.

Wait. Shouldn't me
and Ruthie be there?

Well, I think you're
a little too young.

Come on, let's go
call Mrs. Romero.

Wait, listen.

When we go to court,
keep your mouth shut,

and let me handle this.

Fine, but after court,
I'm telling Mom and Dad.

'Cause I can't
take this anymore.

No, no I'm going to be
the one to tell Dad.

You can talk to him
and Mom afterwards.

What if they send you to jail?

Well, then I guess I don't have
to talk to Dad for a long time.

Matt, this isn't funny.

Yeah, I know.

I just can't wait
until it's over.

Are mother
and father present?

This is the third time
you've been caught...

Dad, can't this wait?

I'm sweating
bullets here.

Yeah, I know
you must be.

I just, I just want you
to know I'm on your side.

No matter how
much trouble you get into,

I'll still your father,

and I care about you more
than you seem to know.

Then how come
I never feel that way?

I always feel like you're
waiting to yell at me,

just waiting to bust me
on something.

I'm really not as bad
as you think I am.

I don't think you're bad.

I think you sometime
exercise bad judgment.

There's a big difference.

It doesn't feel any different.

It feels like you've been mad
at me my whole life.


That's the same way
I feel about my dad.

He's always telling me
what I should do differently,

what I should have
done differently,

what he would do in
the same situation.

I never realized
I was doing the same thing.

I'm much better at talking than
listening when it comes to you.

I know I screw up a lot,
but sometimes you yell at me

even when it's not my fault

and I feel like
I can't defend myself

without making you madder.

I hear you.

But I just hope you realize

that whenever I'm angry with
you... your fault, my fault,

nobody's fault... it doesn't
mean I don't love you,


Look, Dad,
when this is all over,

there's something
I have to tell you,

and you're really going to be
mad at me,

but look, I'll keep in mind....
you know, what you said.

Is there anything
that I could have said

that would make you want
to tell me whatever it is now?


Okay. Just so I know.

What are you doing?

I'm making a present
for Daddy.

It's a flag.

You think he'll like it?

Sure, but I thought
you wanted a flag

so you could sing
"The Star-Spangled Banner"

and you don't know
"The Star-Spangled Banner."

I could teach it to you, Ruthie.

No, you don't understand.

I've been trying
to teach her for a week.

She just doesn't get it.

Hmm, do you two know the story
of how the song was written?

No. When'd
you learn it?

When I studied
to become a citizen.

Was it hard?

Yes, it was hard.

Do you want me
to tell you the story?

Is it long?

No, Simon.

A man named Francis Scott Key
wrote the song.

He was a lawyer
and he liked
to write verses,

but he didn't do that
for a living.

It was just a hobby.

Mr. Key was on a ship

and saw the British
attacking Ft. McHenry

in the Baltimore harbor.

It was night.

And in the morning,

he saw that the American flag
was still waving.

Oh, you mean
by the dawn's early light?


Matt Camden.

Are mother and father present?

Yes, we're both present.

Please, come forward.

Is this the first time

you've stolen something

or the first time
you've gotten caught?

This is the first time
he's stolen anything

and he returned it
and he apologized.

Oh, I see,
it's the Reverend Camden.

This is my courtroom,
not your church.

I'm sorry.

But as long as you
feel like talking,

maybe you can explain
how your son came

to be such a bad example
to the community.


I can't let you do this.

I stole it.

I took the glass.

And you are?

Matt's sister, Mary Camden.

I took the glass
to take to the athletic banquet.

It's sort
of an initiation.

Matt was just covering for me,
but I can't let him do it.

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

Were either of you aware
of this?


Hey, arrest them!

That's all my stuff!

Well, we haven't seen
this before.

Please, approach the bench.

All right, coming through.

Gangway, coming through,
coming through.

Your Honor, they're all a bunch
of little thieves.

I'm pressing charges.
I want them all in jail.

Could I say something,
Your Honor?

Oh, this time
you're asking first.

I like that. Be my guest.

Do, do you need any help
at The Varsity?

Because I just have a feeling
there's a bunch of kids

I might be able
to get to volunteer

to come over and scrub
the place down,

clean the parking lot,
pick up trash,

if maybe you'd be willing
to drop the charges.

I'm not willing
to drop the charges.

Do you want your
things back, Mr. Ryland,

or should we just hold them
in evidence

until we get around to trying
all these young men and women

who volunteered to step forward
and do the right thing?

Fine. I'll drop the charges.

But I want my stuff back.

And you shall have it.

Okay, all of you,

hand over the merchandise
and sign up with the Court Clerk

so the Reverend knows how many
volunteers he has.

And then I never want
to see any of you

in my courtroom again.

Court adjourned.


Thanks, everyone,

thank you!

Don't thank us.

We're the ones
that got you in trouble. Sorry.

Is this what
you were going
to tell me about?

Matt, I'm sorry.

I jumped
to the wrong conclusion.

No wonder
you were so angry.

I... I...

It's, it's okay, Dad.

I love you, too.

Oh, Dad, there's
something else
you should know.

Oh, boy.

Um, it was Reverend Hamilton
who I talked to this morning.

I hope you don't mind.

If you were going
to talk to somebody,

he'd be first on my list.

Well, come on.

We better sign in.

I don't know
how to thank you.

Are you kidding?

I owe you a few favors.

You're quite
the miracle worker.

It wasn't that hard.

I just went to the school

and talked to a couple
of the coaches.

No, the miracle
is that Matt and I

actually had a conversation

that could change the way
we relate to each other.

Good conversation today,
bad conversation tomorrow.

You know how that goes.

Yeah, but let me at least hang
onto my dream

for an hour or two.

Mom, should we tell Dad
about the paper?

I'm rewriting it
and everything,

but still it was wrong.

I think we've heard
all the confessions

we can take today, Luce.

So why don't you

to clean the diner
when Matt and Mary
go down there?

I'll be there.

You know, I'm proud
of Matt for being
such a good brother,

and of Mary
for being honest

under some
very frightening

Could you do me a favor?


I'm new at this
sort of thing.

Can I be the one

to tell them how proud
of them we are?


Oh, so they didn't send
you to jail.

Me, neither.

You wouldn't believe it.
It was great.

First, they called Matt up,

and then Mary confessed
to taking the glass and then...

Look, I know how happy you were

to be included,
but can't this wait?

Me and Ruthie got a surprise
for you guys.

Simon, I don't know

if I can honestly take
another surprise today.

Oh, sure you can.

Come on.

Come on, guys.

Look, I know you're
supposed to stand,

but to get the full effect,

you have to sit over there
on the couch.



Hit it, sister!