7th Heaven (1996–2007): Season 3, Episode 16 - Paranoia - full transcript

Simon hopes to make the school baseball team, but fears nepotism from the coach, so he asks 'sports star' Mary to put in a good word, which gets him stuck with becoming equipment manager. Jimmy Moon's parents consult Eric as he's involved in a marijuana affair with the police and dealer minions. Lucy's unwanted meddling gets her arrested. Matt and his girl Shana desperately try to call, but each time Ruthie deliberately omits passing on their messages, just to steal some sibling attention. Eric's paranoia about a parish conspiracy proves more then pointless.

It's just not like our son
to do something like this.

Well, he's actually my stepson,
but, you know,

I feel like I gave birth to him.
But I don't love what he's doing.

He's letting his grades drop,
cutting class--

Caught him hitchhiking.

- Well, I'm sure that--
- We don't know where he goes.

We don't know
who his friends are anymore.

We thought you might have
better insight into this than we do.

You have experience
with troubled kids.

You know our son as well as we do.
Probably better.

I'm sorry. I have to apologise.



I have two new babies at the house,
and my mind's just a blur.

I'm sure I should know who you are,
even if you're new to the church, but--

It's our fault. We were in such a hurry,
I guess we just assumed--

We don't even go to your church.

Lou?

- Anything the matter?
- No.

No. I just didn't realise you were back
from maternity leave.

Sorry to intrude. Please forgive me.

Oh, he's one of our deacons

who has his own office,
but, anyway.

I think you were
about to introduce yourselves.

I'm sorry. I'm Norma,
and this is Fred. Moon.

Moon?
Your son is Jimmy Moon?

That's right. Lucy's old boyfriend.
We really need your help.



We think Jimmy's doing drugs.

Hey, Mom.
Shana didn't call, did she?

Oh, I don't think so, Matt.

We had kind of a really stupid fight
this morning.

So I'm just gonna apologise.

- Is something wrong?
- Yes, as a matter of fact.

Your father said he was just
going to run down to the church

to pick up a battery for his computer,
and that was over an hour ago.

There are things to do here,
things that I really need him for.

Maybe he's just...

Just nothing. Look, can I use
the phone line in your bedroom?

I wanna keep the other line open,
just in case Shana calls.

- Go ahead.
- Thanks.

- Hi, everybody.
- Hi, Dad. Bye, Dad.

Honey, I'm sorry.
Mr. And Mrs. Moon dropped by

for an unscheduled
counselling session.

- Moon as in Jimmy?
- Yeah.

Of course I can't talk about it.

But I can talk about the fact that--

Something tells me that the deacons
are up to something.

No, seriously, they are.
Lou walked into my office

and he obviously didn't expect
to see me there.

He looked as if I just caught him
with his hand in the cookie jar.

And yesterday,
one of the other deacons was--

You don't want to hear any of this,
do you?

- Hey.
- Hey.

What are you doing with cooking oil?

I don't know. Oil's oil, right?

Well, you're supposed to use
neat's-foot oil.

You didn't oil your glove with that?

Did I say I oiled my glove with that?

Don't leave that glove in the hot sun.
It'll start smelling like a hamburger.

So? Hey, think quick.

Wanna throw the ball around?

I can't. I have to call Shana--
Think quick.

- What?
- Nothing.

Well, have you seen
Jimmy Moon lately?

- No, why?
- Well, I haven't really talked to him

all year because of the breakup.

- You mean, because he dumped you?
- He didn't dump me.

Besides, that was the first time.
The second time, I dumped him.

Anyway.

Well, I saw him coming out
of the counsellor's office today,

and something's wrong with him.

A bad something.

- "A bad something"?
- Well, he just doesn't look right.

He looks out of it.

Drugs?

Maybe.

Or maybe he's just
choosing bad friends.

Hey, if he looks like he's doing drugs
or hanging out with guys

who look like they sell drugs,
you should stay away from him.

Unless I'm the one that caused it.

You caused Jimmy Moon
to take drugs?

Maybe.

He never really hooked up
with anyone after me.

- Maybe he never got over me.
- So he turned to a life of drugs?

Is that so hard to believe?

Okay, listen to me.
This is your big sister talking here.

I know you want to jump in
and save this guy,

but drugs are serious business,
so stay away from Jimmy Moon.

Hi, this is Shana.
How about leaving me a message?

Hi, this is Shana.

- Hello?
- Hi, this is Shana. Who's this?

It's Ruthie.

Hi. Is Matt around?

No.

Well, could you leave a message?

Could you tell him that
my answering machine is broken,

and it's the kind
with the phone attached to it,

and that that's not working.

So even if he wanted to talk
to me after

the fight we had this morning,
he won't be able to, and...

I just want him to know
I'm really sorry.

You're talking to an 8-year-old,
you know.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Just tell your brother Shana called.

- Okay.
- Shana.

- You got it.
- Bye.

Ruthie.

I might be getting a call from Shana.

So I'll be upstairs, okay?

Yeah, okay.

- It's very important.
- How come?

- Not "How come?" "Why?"
- That's what I just asked you.

- No. ""Why' is it important?"
- That's what I'm asking.

Why am I trying to teach grammar?

Look, it's important
because I really like this girl.

I want to spend more time
with her. A lot more time with her.

Maybe even eventually
some serious time with her.

- So if she calls, find me, okay?
- Whatever.

- Not "Whatever." Find me.
- Okay, okay, I'll find you.

Sunday's sermon
is just not coming to me.

- Well, look at the bright side.
- Yeah?

- It's only Tuesday.
- Thanks.

Maybe I should go down to the church
and work, just for an hour or so.

I thought you were enjoying
working at home for a change.

- Excuse me, guys, did Shana call?
- I'm sorry, Matt.

I thought she might have called
on your private line.

How could she?
How could she get the number?

I don't know.
Maybe she has caller ID.

But this line has caller ID blocking.
It doesn't show up on caller ID.

- Your father's right.
- Unless she has that new feature

that defeats caller ID blocking.

You mean the thing that de-blocks
caller ID blocking?

Yeah, the caller ID
blocking de-blocker.

You know, I'm an adult.
You could give me the number.

You're right, we could, but why
exactly would we want to do that?

Because the kids
keep the other line tied up,

So people, mainly Shana, couldn't get
through, even if they, she wanted to.

Why don't you just call her?

I tried a million times.
Her machine keeps cutting me off.

Well, you have my permission
to tell whoever's tying up the line

to please get off so that their brother
can make a very important phone call.

Thanks. Thanks a lot.

Hey, that's what we're here for.

Right.

Here. This one won't need
to make a phone call for years.

- Oh, they are great, aren't they?
- Some of our best work.

Look, don't worry so much.

The deacons know
that you're a new dad.

Yes. Your congregation loves you.

You've been a hard-working minister
for 20 years.

If your sermon this Sunday
doesn't knock them off their feet,

they'll find it in their hearts
to forgive you. Trust me.

Yeah, everybody loves me.

That may not keep me
from getting fired, though.

What are you talking about, "fired"?

I didn't want to worry you.
It's not that I've heard anything, but--

Why would you be fired?

It's just a feeling I've had
for about a week now.

And then the way Lou
just breezed into my office today...

Well, he has business at the church.
He's a deacon. He has a key.

Oh, come on.

The deacons know
how valuable you are.

They understand
that you've been busy right now.

Well, maybe they think
I've been a little too busy.

Maybe they think that I can't handle
the job and be a father of seven.

Could you please just stick around
tonight so I can get organised?

That way, you can spend
as much time tomorrow

- at the church as you need to.
- Of course. Thanks.

- For you.
- Thanks.

You know I'm expecting a call.

Maybe you could call Lou back
on your line?

Hi, Lou.

- So what can I do for you?
- Well, we know how busy you are.

We thought we'd save you some time
and put the church bulletin out.

But I always put the church bulletin
out myself.

Look, you're a new father.

We'll take care of it.

All we need is the title of the sermon.

The title of the sermon? It's...

"20 Years of My Life."

Okay. Terrific.
Well, thank you very much, Eric.

- Sorry to have bothered you.
- No problem. Good night.

- So when are we gonna tell him?
- Not until Sunday.

He has no idea.

I'm telling you, honey,
there's something going on.

Slow down. What's the hurry?

I've gotta pick up Ruthie,
then I've gotta drop you two at home.

I have to head over to the junior high
so I can make Simon look good,

- which is not gonna be easy.
- You know, he's just using you.

I know. He seems to think
that being seen with me

is gonna help him make the team,

me being an established member
of the athletic community and all.

So why are you doing it?

It's kind of flattering, don't you think?

What?

Nothing. Let's go.

Wait. No. Don't.

- Let go of me. I'm going over there.
- No, you're not.

- I just wanna find out what's going on.
- He's not your boyfriend anymore.

It's not your business
to find out what's going on.

You two, get out of the car.

Let me see your hands.

Spread your legs.

--and so for 20 years of my life,

this community has embraced me
as its minister.

And it is I...

"...who will always remain in your debt.
for you have given me

Excruciating paranoia.

The noose getting tighter and tighter,

never knowing exactly
when the axe will fall.

Okay, I may have to lighten up
on that last part a bit.

Eric.

Lou. You scared me.

Well, there I go again,
sitting at the desk in my own office.

- You're supposed to be at home.
- Yeah, yeah, well.

Was there something you needed
to get in here?

- No.
- Yes.

No?

Well, yes, we--
We needed to get...

To get the paper for the bulletin.

Well, the copy shop
does all the printing.

They donate the paper.
I thought you knew that.

All you have to do is supply the copy,

which again,
I'm more than happy to do.

Oh, I told you we'd take care of it.

You should be at home
with the babies.

You know, it's not too much
for me to handle--

One second, just--

- Hello?
- Hi, I'm looking for Lou.

Hold on.

Lou just stepped out. I'll be happy
to take a message for him.

I just wanted to make sure
I had the right address of the church.

May I ask what you need
our address for?

For the delivery of the desk.

Right.

Oh, well.

Can you tell me who ordered it?

Sure. Reverend Bergen.
Who's this?

Look, I'm sorry.
There is no Reverend Bergen here.

Yet.

Dad, we saw your car,
so Mary just dropped me off.

- What's the matter? Why are you--
- Jimmy Moon got busted.

He got arrested for marijuana.
Do something.

I was afraid of something like that.
Luce, sit down.

Sit down.
Why would I wanna sit down?

Why aren't you springing into action?
And what do you mean

- you were afraid?
- Nothing. I'd just--

I'd like to get all the facts
before I spring into action.

Since when? Dad, this is important.
Spring!

I promise I'll do whatever I can,
but I'm not sure what that is yet.

Dad, even I know what that is.
There are parents to be called,

programmes to be recommended.
Spring!

Get down to the police station,
call Sergeant Michaels, spring!

Why don't I drive you to the house?
I'll call Jimmy's parents

and see if there's anything
they'd like me to do.

That's not how you do it. If you've
changed the way you normally operate,

- you should let a person know.
- Let's take a deep breath

and think this through, all right?
Just--

Why are you so calm?
It's like you're not even worried.

It's like you already knew
this was gonna happen.

Look, we'll get into this later.

Right now, I'm getting you home.
Come on.

All right, look alive, guys. Look alive.
A lot of hustle, lot of hustle.

Hey, I'm going out for catcher.

It's the best position. Everyone thinks
pitcher is best, but it's not.

The catcher calls the pitches,
makes great saves in the dirt,

hustles down to first base
on every play,

positions the outfield, fires the ball
down to third after a strikeout--

Good luck, but I heard the coach's
son is going out for catcher too.

- So?
- So do the math on that one.

Simon.

Hey.

Oh, hey, coach, you don't mind
if my sister watches for a while?

She's really into sports.
Mary Camden.

- You may have heard of her.
- It's no problem.

Mary Camden?

Name ring a bell?
She's a famous basketball player.

Made varsity
when she was a freshman.

Yeah, sure, good ball player.

I guess being a jock
runs in the family.

Must be in the genes or something.

Great. Look forward to seeing
what you can do on the field.

- Do I smell hamburger?
- Must be someone barbecuing.

Hey, Mary, think quick.

Simon.

Sinking fastball.

- Laura. It's Luce.
- Yeah?

- You heard?
- Heard?

I was there
when they arrested them.

But who were those other guys?

Well, evidently I was too busy
with Jordan

to be paying any attention
to the fact that good old Jimmy Moon

was not so good anymore.

I just wish I'd been paying attention.

Maybe I could have done something.

- Night, Ruthie.
- Don't Look so sad.

I can't help it. I'm tired of going out
with girls for just one date

then dumping them
or getting dumped.

You still have me.

Yeah, thanks.

Good night.

How did the rest of practise go?

I know I'm good, you know.

Sure. I know.

But the coach's son is good too.

Yeah, you're both good.
You are.

What could I do
to look better than him?

I need an edge.

Why don't you show the coach
how much team spirit you have?

Team spirit?

Yeah...team, you know.
Coaches love that kind of stuff.

I have lots of team spirit.
That's all I'm about is team spirit.

- Good.
- I mean, I live for team spirit.

It's the most important thing to me.
Even more than being catcher.

Really.
I just wanna be part of the team.

I'd do anything.

I'd even be the lowly
equipment manager if it meant

I could be a part of the team.

Okay, so show a little of that tomorrow
at tryouts, and you've got it made.

The only thing I can tell you
is that, he's all right.

And I would guess
he'll be back at school tomorrow.

- That's it?
- Yeah. That's...

That's all I feel comfortable
telling you, yeah.

How about my comfort?
This really doesn't make any sense.

How could a guy get arrested
for smoking marijuana

and then be back at school
the next day?

I don't think we know
Jimmy was smoking marijuana.

Maybe he was just sitting in a car
with some guys who were.

I saw it.
I saw them pass it back and forth.

I saw the cop take the bag
of dope right out of Jimmy's pocket.

- So that's it?
- Yeah.

- What else?
- Fine.

We both know that he's in trouble,
and if you don't want to help him, I will.

Hey, good luck today.

- Thanks, but I don't need it.
- Okay.

Have you seen Mary? We should have
been in the backyard a half-hour ago.

I think she's with Mom.

- Look, if Shana calls--
- Tell her you moved to Alaska.

And you'll never see her again.
I know.

- Hey. Good luck anyway.
- I don't need it anyway, but thanks.

Lucy, honey, could you
help me out a second?

- Can't Mary do it?
- I have been doing it.

And now I've got to put
some clothes on

to go to the backyard
and throw the ball around with Simon.

I'll get it.

- Hello?
- Is Matt there?

He's not here.

- Is that Shana?
- Okay.

Well, I just wanna let him know
that I'm not gonna be in school today

because I'm a little sick
from standing in a phone booth

half the night trying to call him.

Okay. Bye.

I'll be done in a minute, just hold on.

Which one of us were you talking to?

Don't be smart.
Be sweet to your brother.

Babies pick up on everything,
including annoyance.

- Which one have I got?
- Sam.

- What?
- They've changed so much

in the past couple of weeks
that I can't tell which is which.

Well, I can tell because
I'm their mother. And one day,

you'll probably be a mother too,
and a very good one,

because you have a strong sense
of nurturing.

You're saying babies, but you're
talking Jimmy Moon, aren't you?

Honey, I know you want to help him
because he's in trouble,

and the need to take care of others is
a very natural instinct and a good one.

- Yeah, but...
- But sometimes girls

wanna to nurture others
more than they want to turn inward

and nurture and take care
of themselves.

Dad got to you.
Dad always gets to you.

I assure you,
I still have a mind of my own.

So woman to woman,
please take everyone's advice

and let Jimmy's family
take care of Jimmy.

And let Lucy take care of Lucy.

- Please. I don't want you to get hurt.
- Do you know something

you're not telling me?

No, but it's entirely possible
that your father knows something

that's he's not telling both of us.

There. Done.

You're done.

Well, doesn't that drive you insane,
not knowing everything?

No.

I'm perfectly happy living with whatever
I'm told on a need-to-know basis.

Well, that just wound the clock back
50 years.

Thanks for the lecture.
It was stimulating.

Bye-bye.

I saw you in the school parking lot
yesterday.

Who didn't see me
in the school parking lot yesterday?

So, what happened?

What do you think happened?
Nothing.

I wasn't doing anything.

I know. You were in the wrong place
at the wrong time.

Yeah. That's exactly right.

Look, Jimmy,
I just have to say something.

It's all my fault,
and I wanna say I'm sorry.

- What are you talking about?
- Everything.

Even though we aren't boyfriend
and girlfriend anymore,

well, we used to be very close.

Or at least I think we were
once very close.

But I should have seen
that you were heading for trouble

and offered to help, but I didn't,
so I'm offering to help you now.

Would you say something?
I'm feeling so guilty.

Why should you feel guilty?
I'm the one who broke up with you.

The first time, yes,
but the second time,

I broke up with you, remember?

Doesn't matter who rejected whom.
I don't need your help,

so just stay the hell away from me.

- Hi.
- Oh, great.

- Can you help me get those?
- Sure.

Thanks.

- How did things go today?
- Short answer: terrible.

What about the long answer?

- Really terrible.
- What happened?

Oh, I stopped by Lou's office
on the way out,

and there's some sort
of secret meeting going on.

- What kind of a secret meeting?
- The kind nobody tells you about.

- What did they say?
- Not much.

What are they supposed to say?
"As long as you're here,

would you mind cleaning your desk
for the new guy?"

I can probably keep the desk.
The new guy's having one delivered.

Oh, honey,
I know that the deacons seem to be

taking a little more initiative
than they normally do,

but you don't know
that any of this is true. Really.

Anyway, I extricated myself
as gracefully as I could,

which is to say not very,

and then I went down
to the police station

to talk to Sergeant Michaels,
and he completely avoided me.

It was like the two of us
had never even met.

I must have left him 20 messages
in the past two days.

He hasn't returned my calls.
What's going on?

Is the whole world going crazy?

I talked to Lucy but I don't know
how much good it did.

I wanted to just demand
that she stay away from Jimmy,

but I was worried if I did that,
she'd do just the opposite.

- Is she still mad at me?
- Yep.

All right. Right field.

- Looking good, Camden.
- Thanks, Camden.

Great day for ball, huh?

Beautiful.

Outfield grass was a little wet when
we started, but it's dried up real nice.

So, how's the team shaping up?

Well, today's the toughest part
of the season as far as I'm concerned.

Who to keep, who to cut.

But we're only allowed
a certain number on the roster.

- Yeah. Well, good luck with it.
- Thanks.

You know, I'm not just saying this
because he's my brother,

but I have never met anyone
with as much team spirit as Simon.

- Is that right?
- He is just so psyched

to be working out with you guys.

And he doesn't have to be catcher
if that doesn't work out.

You know what he said to me
yesterday?

He said that it didn't matter
where he played.

The important thing
is just being part of the team.

- Really?
- He said that he'd even be thrilled

just to be the equipment manager.

- Really?
- That's what he said.

Hey, big brother.

Hey, aren't you up a little late?

Well, I was hoping when you came
downstairs, you'd read me a story.

You know I'd like to,
but I spent the whole day

trying to get in touch with Shana.
Now I've got a paper to write.

Sorry. Maybe another night, Okay?

I'm just trying to get Sam
here to get to sleep.

I didn't want him to wake David.

- Are you all right?
- What difference does it make?

- It makes a big difference.
- Well, not to Dad.

He's just in there working away
on his sermon

when he could be reaching out
to Jimmy Moon. But does he?

Honey, your dad and I
really care about you,

and we care about your friends,
past and present.

But sometimes Dad just can't help
for whatever reason.

I honestly think he doesn't know
what's going on with Jimmy Moon.

But until someone tells you differently,
please keep your distance from him.

And I am not asking you,
I am telling you.

This situation could be
very dangerous.

It's very important that you trust me
this time, okay?

- I'll get it.
- Who is it?

It's Shana.

- I've been trying to call you.
- I've been trying to call you.

Hold it.

- I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry.

Ruthie gave you my messages,
right?

Did Shana leave a message
with you?

- Yes.
- Two.

Two.
Why didn't you tell me she called?

I'm sorry. I thought it'd be better for me
if you didn't know.

- Why?
- Because Mom and Dad

have each other,
and Mary and Lucy have each other,

and Simon has the twins,

and that just leaves the two of us,
right?

Only you're always busy.

What do you say we get together
this weekend and talk?

We're gonna have to get together
and talk.

My answering machine is broken.
I don't have money to get a new one.

We don't have the money
to get an old one.

- How's Saturday, 8:00?
- Great.

- I've gotta get ready for classes.
- Yeah, me too.

Bye, Ruthie.

I'm sorry. Please don't be mad.

I'm not mad. Not anymore, really.

You know what? I'm gonna pick you
up after school today.

- And--
- And what?

And we're going to spend
the whole afternoon together.

Yeah.

- All right.
- He's our pitcher.

- Oh, yeah.
- Boy, you made it, man.

- What's going on?
- They just put up the list.

- Oh, no.
- You're on it.

- You're kidding.
- Way to go, Camden.

You go, girl.

Mary, your brother's on the phone
in the P.E. office.

- It sounded like an emergency.
- Matt said it was an emergency?

Actually, I think
it's your younger brother, Simon.

Thanks.

- Hello?
- Hello?

- Is this Mary Camden?
- Yes, Simon, it's me, what happened?

- Guess?
- Guess? What do you mean?

- What's the matter?
- Nothing's the matter,

except I'm the baseball team's
new equipment manager.

Gee, where do you suppose
the coach ever got the idea for that?

What are you yelling at me for? All
I did was put in a good word for you.

Do you know
what the equipment manager's job is?

He has to lug all of the equipment
out onto the field every day.

Carry loads of the team's
steaming, putrid laundry

out to the laundry truck
after every game.

Rake the dirt around the infield--

Look, I'm in school.
Can we talk about it later?

Can we talk about it later?

How about you talk to the coach
because if it weren't for your big,

fat mouth, I'd probably be
outside playing baseball right now.

All right, fine, I'll talk to the coach.

I don't know what I'm supposed
to say, but--

Hey. You're the equipment manager
for varsity basketball,

- aren't you?
- Yeah.

I never realised all the cruddy stuff
you have to put up with.

So thanks for all the hard work
this season.

My daughter still considers Jimmy
to be a friend,

and she's very concerned about him.

Well,
I think he's been scared straight.

Not that he did anything wrong
to begin with.

So you think it's true
that Jimmy wasn't smoking marijuana?

Well, it certainly sounds better
than the alternative.

The important thing
is that the police believed it.

Did it ever occur to you
that the police might have

- made some kind of deal with Jimmy?
- Deal?

- What?
- I think your son was offered leniency

in exchange for becoming
a teen informant.

Well, wouldn't something like that
require our permission?

- Not in this state, no.
- I don't like that at all.

- It sounds dangerous.
- It is.

Of course, a lot of law enforcement
personnel feel it's the only way

to catch certain drug dealers
who sell to kids.

And the children wanna do this?

When the alternative is going to jail
or a juvenile detention centre, yes.

- So, what do we do?
- I think you should ask Jimmy.

Confront him. Today.

Hello?

Okay. Yeah, I'm on my way.

I'm sorry, Mary asked
if I could pick Lucy up from school.

Mary's been helping Simon out
with his baseball tryouts.

And I hate to rush out
on you both, but--

Oh, I'm sorry.

Excuse me.

Does that man ever knock?

Come on. I'll walk you out.

All right.

Police! Everybody freeze!

Down on your knees!

Down on the ground now!

Young lady, that includes you!

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be
used against you in a court of law.

Yeah?

Are you talking to me?

Did you talk to my coach?

Am I still equipment manager?

Yeah.

And I'm sorry, all right?

It was all my fault, and I shouldn't
have opened my big mouth.

But I did talk to your coach,
and you were right.

You were gonna make the team,
but I blew it for you.

But you are a really good ball player.

Your coach said so.

So I was gonna make the team?

I was good enough to make catcher?

Sure.

Wait a minute.

That doesn't make any sense.

He didn't say that, did he?

You're lying. You're making it up.

I wasn't gonna make the team,
was I?

What did the coach really say?

He said that it was
a really tough decision.

But in all fairness...

...you just weren't quite ready.

Okay. I can handle the truth.

All right then, this is the truth too.

He said you can still work out
with the team, and you should.

- You mean even batting practise?
- I guess.

And he also said that if anybody
drops out, you're on.

And even if nobody does,
if you practise really hard--

And I will help you.
--I'm sure you can make it next year.

- Okay?
- You'll see.

I'm gonna be the best darn
equipment manager

anyone has ever seen.

I know I'm in for some heavy lecturing,
and I deserve it.

Yeah, I think you're right.

But, before you start, if it's okay,
I'd like to say something first.

After tonight, I don't think
we should talk about Jimmy Moon

and drugs again,
because according to Jimmy,

a couple months ago, he got busted
when some friends talked him into

trying out a joint they found.

The cops came, the kids scattered,
and he was left holding the evidence.

He made a deal.
I'm not free to say what deal,

but I'm sure since both of you
are smarter than I am,

you probably already realised
what Jimmy was up to,

and that's why you told me
to stay away from him.

And I don't even wanna say it
out loud.

Even though he's not doing it anymore,
I don't ever want to do anything

that could put his life
in jeopardy again.

So, you were right, and I was wrong.

And I could have gotten hurt today,
but I didn't.

Today, I sampled adulthood,
and I didn't care for it.

But I will take it when the time comes.
And until then,

I am comfortable knowing whatever
and only whatever

you guys want to tell me.
And, Mom?

If you would like to join Dad
at church on Sunday,

I'd like to stay home and practise some
of my nurturing on my little brothers.

That was better than the lecture
I was gonna give.

I love you, Matt.

I love you, Ruthie.

And so, in closing, we can never
give up the struggle to learn, to grow.

Even though a lot of the time
we find ourselves

completely in the dark
with no idea what's going on.

And I suppose it's sometimes our need
to control things

that makes us wanna know
more than is available to us.

Our thoughts often run
to the worst possible scenario

because we don't trust that life
will simply take care of us.

Even though when you think about it,
life has always taken care of us

from the day we were born.
So, what's the point of this...

This paranoia that something
unexpected is about to happen.

Excuse me for interrupting,
Reverend,

I just-- I just couldn't go on
watching a fellow preacher's sermon

getting laughs in the wrong places.

Allow me to introduce myself
to the newcomers.

I'm Dr. Bergen.

Or Reverend Bergen, as I was known
when I was minister of this church.

You're Reverend Bergen?

I-- I'm sorry. We never met.

There was an interim minister
when I was brought in, but--

But what the heck am I doing here?

Allow me to say that you, yourself, had
every right to be paranoid this week.

Don't try to deny it.
I got full reports

from almost every member
of your congregation,

because your congregation,
your deacons, everyone,

has been planning and scheming.

This Sunday marks
your 20th year here.

So happy anniversary, Eric.

And as much as I hate
to cut your sermon short,

there is potluck lunch
and a special ice cream cake

for everyone in the rec room,
in your honour.

God bless you
for 20 years of fine service.

And I hope you have 20 more.

And who knows, maybe someday
you'll be invited back

so you can interrupt the man
who takes your job.

Eric, I'm sorry I kept barging
into your office all week.

I just had to check
the answering machine

to find out about delivering the desk.

Oh, yeah, yeah, the desk.

It's the old one I used
when I was here.

It's my gift to you.
I figured it missed the place.

- Thank you.
- Bless you.

Good job.

Don't tell me all of you knew?

It was so hard watching you suffer
all week.

Oh, yeah. You loved every minute of it,
and you know it.

Well, yeah.