7th Heaven (1996–2007): Season 3, Episode 6 - And the Home of the Brave - full transcript

Preparations for grandpa Charles Jackson's wedding, to be celebrated by Eric on Veterans Day, go as bad as Annie predicted and hoped, albeit for different reasons and everyone ends up reconciled with it and each-other. Matt grudgingly takes flippant Mary on a road-trip, only to find her ignorance as bothersome as a flat. Simon deals with Howie's resurgence. Meanwhile World war II veteran sergeant Millard proves less willing to accept help he qualifies for the extending some to the wedding reception. Lucy is mortally embarrassed when Jordan corrects being presented as her boyfriend, but he only wants to clear the air concerning their past-only with Jimmy Moon first.

Okay, I'm sure all of you
have done your jobs

to make certain that today
goes as smoothly as possible

with as little disturbance
for your mother as possible. Now--

Dad, I finished early

because Laura's sending over
a prospective girlfriend candidate--

Deena something.

--for me to check out.

Anyway, her parents are out of town,
so it's kind of an all-day evaluation.

Oh, I'm gonna throw up.
Maybe on him.

Listen, I was swept away
by my heart,

the magic of first love with Laura,
but I'm a practical, traditional guy.

I have no time for rebound heartaches,
so this time I'm going with my brain

and a checklist.

Stop talking now.

I never had a guy come over
for an all-day evaluation

when I was 12.

Forget the past
and concentrate on today.

Today you are spending
the entire day with Jordan

as well as the entire evening.

Yeah. That's because
we're babysitting Ruthie.

I'm not a baby, and I don't
need no stinking babysitter.

You know that, I know that,
but your mom...

She needs the babysitter.

You think Lucy's just supposed to
keep an eye on Ruthie?

We don't need a chaperone.

Lucy and Jordan
need the chaperone.

I'm chaperoning.

I'm supposed to tell Dad
if anyone's kissing anyone.

Could we just get on with this?
Your mom has asked me to make sure

we've done everything on this list.

Was there anything,
I mean, anything at all

that we could've left out?

Yeah. You left out the reception.

But you're taking care of that,
right, honey?

You know, if you don't want to,

it's not too late to call the restaurant.
We can do it someplace else.

I don't wanna spend any money.
We'll have it here. I'll cook something.

Well, if you knew what you wanted,
I could get whatever that is.

But I don't know. I just said
I don't know. I'll know later, okay?

Sure, sure. You've still got
five hours until the wedding.

Unless they call it off.

- They're gonna go through with it.
- Oh, yeah? We'll see about that.

I think I know my dad
a little better than you do.

Those are for the two rooms
you'll need today,

and then when you're ready,
the honeymoon suite awaits you.

By 7:00 tonight,
we'll be mister and missus.

Oh, there you are. How's it going?

Oh, it's going great.

I decided to buy a frozen pound cake,
throw some frosting on it,

and top it off with a Barbie and Ken.
That should do it.

That sounds very special.
And the main course? What...?

Well, something that everyone
can eat very quickly,

and something that I can
throw in the freezer for later

just in case this wedding
doesn't happen.

And don't tell me you're sure it's gonna
happen, because you don't know.

I know this isn't easy for you,

but I thought you'd accepted
Ginger into the family already.

No, I didn't. I accepted Ginger
as Dad's girlfriend.

Accepting her as his wife
is different.

By the way, the children are not to call
her "Grandma," ever. Just "Ginger."

I'm sure no one has any intention
of calling her "Grandma."

Well, they just better not.

Your dad is not trying
to replace your mom.

You know that, don't you?

Doesn't make any difference.
I don't like it. You can't make me like it.

Okay. Well, what if I give you a hand,
and we go to the market together?

We can just spontaneously
decide what to serve at the reception.

Have I ever liked going to the market
with you?

- No.
- Then I wouldn't be open to it today.

Lucy didn't mention that you knew
how to cook.

This is it. Hot dogs.

If you'd like me to throw a few more in
for the reception, I'd be glad to.

Oh, you heard I'm running behind
on the reception, did you?

My dad got remarried a couple years
ago after he had just gotten divorced.

- Did you go to the wedding?
- Wasn't invited. Nice, huh?

Even I'd been invited, I don't know
if I'd have had the guts to go.

How's this look?

- What do you think, Hoowie?
- Hoowie's back?

He just flew in for the wedding.

So, Hoowie, what do you want
on your hot dog?

Ketchup and mustard,
but he wants them mixed

before you put them
on the hot dog.

You think I can't hear him?

You don't have to repeat
everything for me, kid.

Boy, he's a heck of an improvement
over Jimmy Moon and Rod.

It's rude to talk
about your old boyfriend

in front of your new boyfriend.

- Boyfriend?
- You didn't know?

Well, kind of depends
on what "boyfriend" means.

I forgot to pick up Mrs. Hinkle's
prescription for her.

I'll be right back and--

Everything okay?

Jordan just found out
he's Lucy's boyfriend.

- Ruthie, take a ride with me.
- No way. This is gonna be good.

- But I was just gonna eat.
- Yeah. We'll be back shortly.

Yeah. Don't cry or anything
until I get back.

Here. Hoowie's starving.

Boy, it's gonna hurt
when we lose you.

Dad, Ruthie, this is Deena...

I'm sorry. I can't read
my own handwriting.

Stewart. Deena Margaret Stewart.

But I'm only called that when I'm
in trouble. Nice to meet you.

Well, nice to meet you.

We got a few names for Simon
when he's in trouble too.

Let's not jump the gun here, Dad.

Well, make yourselves at home.
We'll see you later.

- I like her.
- Don't get attached.

- They seem great.
- Don't get attached.

Hoowie and I would really love
to eat our hot dogs over there.

Well, Hoowie does tend to
make a mess eating in the car,

so go ahead.

So, what are we doing?

We were just discussing
whether or not

I believe in marriage before college
or waiting until after graduation.

I kind of like the idea of going to
college as a married couple.

I know it's not traditional,

but I like to be different and creative
when I do things.

- I thought we weren't getting attached.
- All these are hypothetical questions.

I'm thinking the Spice Girls'

instead of the same old
wedding march.

I'm not big on them, but I'm flexible,

which, I should add, is a nice quality
in a person.

What do you think about Ruthie
as maid of honour?

No, thanks. I don't wanna
be anyone's maid.

I don't clean good. No elbow power.

Maiden of honour?

- Maiden I can do.
- Done.

- Grandpa.
- Hey there!

- Hey, Ginger.
- Mary, Mary.

You cut your hair so short.
I'd hardly recognised you.

So you need to go shopping
or anything?

Matt said I could drive you in his
Camaro as long as you have a licence.

Well, I have a licence.

Ginger's probably nervous
enough today

without being in a car with Mary.
Maybe we should all go.

Or we can drop the girls off,
let them hang out with each other,

and you and I can take a little drive
and spend some time together.

- Little drive where?
- Here and there. No place special.

You wouldn't, by any chance,
be planning to stop by the cemetery?

- No, not unless it's on our way.
- On our way where?

- I don't know. Town?
- Well, this is the town.

I thought we agreed that we would
put the past behind us. Today.

I didn't say I was definitely
going by the cemetery.

I just thought if we happened
to drive past,

it would be a shame not to stop.

I see. Well, you do whatever
you like,

and I'll let you know
how I feel about it

when I know how
your afternoon went.

What is going on?

Whenever I come to town,
I always go by the cemetery

and take flowers and say hello.
Don't see why I can't today.

Doesn't change how I feel
about Ginger, and she knows it.

Come on, this is your wedding day.
You two shouldn't be fighting.

- Who's fighting?
- We are.

Honey, you never said anything
about my going by there before.

But this is our wedding day.

But you know what? Maybe we
shouldn't be getting married.

Is that how you feel?

Because we still can call
the whole thing off if you want.

If that's what you want.

It's time for you two to leave.
And don't go home.

You'll say something, and I don't want
Annie getting in the middle.

- So where are we supposed to go?
- I don't care. Just...

Ginger and I need a chance to talk.
I'm sure we can work this out.

- I wish I were so sure.
- Go.

Get up, you bum! Come on!
Get out of the way!

Decent people are trying to shop.
Don't make me call the police.

You stop that! You ought to be
ashamed of yourself.

Look, ma'am, I'm just doing my job.

Manager's tired of these people
hanging out and begging.

- It's scaring away the customers.
- I'm not "these people."

I'm a veteran.

In case anyone hasn't noticed,
it's Veterans Day.

And in case you haven't noticed, I'm
pregnant, so you wanna help him up?

Sergeant Millard Holmes.
U.S. Army.

- European theatre, 1942, 1944.
- Annie Camden. Nice to meet you.

I'm usually content to live in the streets
and find food where I can,

but it was raining and cold last night,
and I haven't had shelter for months.

I just was trying to find a little
something to eat.

I didn't mean to start a ruckus.

I don't wanna just drive around.
I like to know where I'm going.

- Here.
- "Turtle Mound." What is it?

I don't know. All it says is
"be sure to see,"

and "visited by tourists
from seven countries."

- Never heard of it.
- Well, let me be your guide.

- You know where it is?
- No, but I can read a map.

Since when?

Okay, okay, at least
we'll kill some time.

Yes! Road trip!

What are you doing hiding in here?

I couldn't find a hole deep enough
to cover how embarrassed I am.

I'm sorry I thought you were my--

I'm not gonna
make that mistake twice.

You been playing it so cool
that I'm never sure what you're up to,

and frankly, I like the mystery.

I mean, sometimes you're busy,
sometimes you're not,

so I just assumed that you saw
other guys.

And while that doesn't
exactly make me happy,

it certainly makes you interesting.

Yeah, well, I just thought of you
as that special guy.

I didn't say I don't see other guys.

Oh, I'm special.

That's what you meant
by "boyfriend."

Yeah, but it's probably best
if I don't call you that anymore.

I don't wanna
make you uncomfortable.

Yeah. I was a little uncomfortable.

Fine. I don't care what I call you:

friend, acquaintance, guy I go out with
sometimes, whatever.

Ruthie said I might
find you two up here.

You wanna put her down,
say, in the living room?

Eric? Are you home?

Hey, I don't believe
you've met Deena.

Hi. You're Lucy's boyfriend?


I think the question of boyfriend
is still under discussion.

Hi. Hi.

- You need help with the groceries?
- Not exactly.

You did buy groceries, didn't you?

Well, I was going to buy them,

but just as I got
to the door of the market,

there was this old guy
getting kicked around

and, well, he's a veteran,
and it's Veterans Day.

And he's hungry, and he's dirty,
and he's out on the streets.

- Is he still out on the streets?
- He's in the car.

- Not until you do the swim, buddy.
- I can't dance.

- You can car dance. Come on.
- Would you stop?

Check the map. I don't see any signs.

I can't stop now, I'm dancin', dancin'

What's that?

I don't know anything about cars.
Why are you asking me?

Maybe it's a flat.

Yup. It's a flat.

- You know how to fix it?
- No. Do you?

- No. Why would I? It's not my car.
- What difference does it make?

Well, if I had a car, I'd know
how to fix a flat tyre.

- No, you wouldn't.
- Yes, I would.

- I forgot about the spare tyre.
- What spare tyre?

Exactly. I left it at the gas station
to be fixed last week,

and I kind of forgot about it.

Well, then, we're just gonna
have to walk.

- Walk to where?
- To a service station.

Do you remember the last
service station we passed?

The one where we
bought the cookies.

That was an hour ago. Do you know
how far an hour ago is on foot?

- So we'll just hitch a ride.
- Oh, yes.

Or we could just
get a taxi or take a bus,

only we're in the middle of nowhere,
thanks to you! "Road trip!"

You know, that was constructive.

Well, maybe we can just
drive it on the flat.

At least I know enough to know
that you can't drive on a flat.

- Why not?
- All I know is you can't.

Look, let's just see how far it is
to Turtle Mound.

- What, how much further can it be?
- Oh, about 3,000 miles.

- That's a map of Florida, you moron.
- Oh, it is Florida.

The last owner must have
left it in here.

And look, it's Florida in 1969.

Oh, come on. That is pretty cool.

Or not.

Thank you so much
for helping me with Millard.

- He's so sweet, isn't he?
- He's a very nice man.


I just wonder why he's not
in a veterans' facility.

Maybe this guy isn't even
who he says he is.

- He is who he says he is.
- We don't know that.

- I know that.
- I am who I say I am.


I'm very sorry.

I should've just asked
why you don't take advantage

of some of the services
for veterans.

Not to worry.
I'll be out of here shortly.

You're not going anywhere
until I feed you.

I'm making you a steak
and a baked potato and a salad.

That sounds good.
Why don't we have steak?

Because that would be
entirely too expensive.

This just is not gonna work.

It's not like you didn't know
I was married for 40 years.

I come with baggage. So do you.

Just what baggage
are you talking about?

You'd been married 40 years yourself!
You have sons from that marriage.

Most of your friends
are from that marriage.

You have a daughter and friends
from your marriage too.

- So?
- So!

I am sick and tired of hearing about
your wife's sweet-potato soufflé!

And how great she was
growing begonias.

And what a wonderful
dancer she was.

Oh, and I don't get compared to Jack?
"Could've been a pro golfer,

but he was making too much money
at real estate."

"Nobody makes a barbecue sauce

like the great barbecue king
of Phoenix!"

And don't let me forget

he had a full head of hair
the day he passed away.

Now, that's a doozy!

I'll tell you what's a doozy!

The way you sing that camp song
under your breath all the time.

The one the two of you
used to sing to Annie.

Oh, like you don't rush to the stereo
and switch off Frank Sinatra

every time I show up
at your house.

I know about the two of you
and Frank.

- So stocks, bonds or mutual funds?
- I don't know anything about that.

I think the smartest thing we can
invest in for the future is love.

Love for ourselves and our families,

and any money left over
should go to the arts:

poetry, music, dance.

- I sing myself. And tap.
- Tap? Okay.

I think there's something
I better tell you.

I was kind of out with someone,
and I think you two know each other.

Look, the only person I'd ever get
upset about your going out with

is this girl named Ashley, who thinks
she stole Jimmy Moon from me.

That's the one. Ashley.

We bumped into each other at the mall
and went to see Gone With the Wind.

- And then afterwards, we got coffee.
- Spare me the details.

Just tell me how my name came up.

Well, evidently, she knew we were
seeing each other,

but she didn't say anything
until after the movie.

Then I got the unabridged history
of Jimmy Moon,

which I really didn't wanna
hear about.

We're closed.

I'm just here to catch up
on paperwork. Sorry.

I need some help.

Not me. A veteran needs some help.

- Closed.
- How can you be closed?

How can a facility for veterans,
who fought wars for this country,

close on a holiday or a weekend
or any other time?

I'm sorry, sir, but this is not
an emergency facility.

If you have an emergency,

I can tell you where you can
get some help 24 hours a day, right?

Well, that's very nice, because when
this country

wanted help 24 hours a day,

my friend Millard was there for us
for three years in Europe,

holidays, nights and weekends.

So it seems to me that now we
owe Millard a little something back,

especially on this holiday.

- Millard Holmes? Sergeant Holmes?
- Yes. Yes, Sergeant Holmes.

My wife came across him
at the market

and brought him home.

If Millard's out begging for food,
he must be in pretty desperate shape.

- That's what I'm trying to tell you.
- I've got something to tell you too.

Come on in.

I used to have someone
to share a soda with.

Before the war.

She was the most beautiful
girl I ever laid eyes on.

Red hair, green eyes.

Kathleen Garritty was the name.

She could make me laugh until I cried,
and she wrote me every day

for a while.

Then the letters stopped.

She found someone else.

Oh, well.
It happened to a lot of guys.

- Did you ever find someone else?
- No. She was the only girl for me.

When you find the one
you're looking for,

you better hang on to her.

Just forget I ever asked you!

Forget I accepted.

Just say you're mad at me
and let's get this over with.

- I'm not mad at anyone.
- Okay, then I'm going home.

If you want me to go to the wedding
with you tonight, then let me know.

I didn't mean
to do that.

No. You meant to hit me in the head,
but you missed.

- Maybe.
- I have no feelings for Ashley,

and I'd never intentionally
take out someone you hate

just to make you mad
or jealous or something.

I never said I hated Ashley.

Actually, whether or not you hate
Ashley shouldn't be the issue.

The issue should be whether
you have feelings for Jimmy Moon

because if you do,
I'm not gonna hang around

investing my time in a relationship

where there's not even
a possibility for a future.

I haven't been out with Jimmy Moon.
I never even think about him.

Sorry. I guess
I'm being an idiot here.

Yeah, but you really do like me,
don't you?

I thought you knew that.

Father coming through.

I have the worst timing.
Your dad's never gonna like me.

- Do you care?
- Not that much.

Put her down.

Hey! Hey, help!

Thanks for stopping.

What do you think I drove out here for,
just to get a look?

Someone told me you're
stuck with a flat.

How come you didn't call
a car service?

Well, there aren't any phones
out here.

You don't have a car phone,
cell phone?

What year you kids living in?

- 1969. Florida.
- You have a credit card?

- Nope.
- Nope.

If you have a phone, we could
call our dad. He has a credit card.

No, you can't call Dad.

Call Grandpa at the hotel
and get his credit card.

Can I call Information
on this?

You're not Amish runaways
or something, are you?

- No.
- Yes, you can call information on that.

You can call anywhere you want.

You can use it just like the phone
in your house.

- You have a phone in your house?
- Yeah.

- Ginger, honey, I'm so--
- Grandpa?

- Oh, it's you.
- Yeah, yeah, it's Matt.

- I was hoping it was Ginger.
- No. Didn't you two make up yet?

And like your phone at home,
these calls also cost money.

Look, Grandpa,
we had a little car problem,

- and we need a credit card.
- Where are you?

We were supposed to be on our way
to Turtle Mound, but we had a flat.

Turtle Mound in Florida?

That's nothing but a bunch
of old shells

piled up in the shape of a turtle.

I wouldn't drive all the way
across the country to see that, Matt.

You want some help or not?

Okay, Grandpa, if I could just use
your credit card number,

we can get the flat fixed
so we can get back.

- Don't you have a spare?
- We don't know how to change a tyre.

Oh, now, that's just
dangerous, Matt.

Everyone should know
how to change a tyre.

Grandpa, we'd really
like to be on our way.

We don't wanna miss
the wedding.

I'll be happy to give you
a credit card number, Matt,

but I'm not so sure
about a wedding.

- Hold on, Matt.
- Wait, Grandpa...

Wait. Grandpa? Grandpa!

I have something to say to you.
I'm sorry.

I wanna start a new life with you.
I love you.

I feel the same way.

Wait, Grandpa.


I appreciate all the trouble
you went to,

but you shouldn't
have troubled yourself.

I'm well aware that the government
has programs

to help people who need it,
but I don't need their help.

Oh, I have a couple of times,
but I don't now.

- Millard, you don't have a place to live.
- I don't need one.

I've been living outdoors
for more than ten years.

- The Army taught me how to survive.
- But you're entitled to benefits.

- You were injured in the line of duty.
- A bullet in the leg, that's all.

- I can walk, can't I?
- Yeah.

Let the government give the money
to a guy with no leg.

Okay, but wouldn't it easier
if you let the veterans' office

just help you get a job so you'd
at least have money to eat?

There are plenty of men worse off
than me who need the jobs.

There are men out there with families
and children.

All I gotta worry about is myself.

After serving your country,

don't you think it's the least
your country can do for you,

to give you a place to live
and a meal now and then?

This country doesn't
owe me anything.


I think it owes you everything.

It isn't my right to live in America.
It's my privilege.

And it was my privilege to have served
in World War II.

Now, today, when I did
need to clean up a bit

and get something in my stomach,
I got just what I asked for

without crying to Uncle Sam.

And I had the honour
of meeting your wife and yourself

and your lovely family.

I thank you, sir,
and now I'll be on my way.

No, look, I'm not trying
to get rid of you.

I would just feel better if I knew
you had someplace to go.

The centre for World War II veterans
is a really nice facility.

I've seen it.

And I've seen the guys
who live in it.

They need that kind of care,

but I'm not ready for
a government handout.

And until I absolutely, positively
cannot survive without it,

I won't be asking.

I understand that
you're a proud man, but--

No, no, no,
you don't understand.

I'm not too proud to take help
when I need it,

but I don't need it.

And by the way, Reverend,

I was never prouder than
the day I signed up,

and I'm not sorry I did it.

I said I was going.

Oh, no, no, no.
This wasn't about you.

I'm supposed to be conducting
a little wedding in less than an hour,

and my wife is supposed to be
preparing the wedding reception.

Well, her dad's widowed,

and he's getting remarried.

I should go upstairs and see
what Annie wants to do

because obviously we're not
having the wedding reception here.

Is that what she was doing
at the market this morning?

Buying groceries for her father's
wedding reception?

- Yeah.
- Now I feel just terrible.

- You gotta let me make it up to you.
- Oh, no, that's okay.

No, it's not okay.

I was a short-order cook
for 40 years.

I can whip up something
in no time.

Just give me some cash

and the keys to
the house and the car,

and when you get home
from the wedding,

you'll find a feast set before
your very eyes.

I should run this past Annie.
I'll be right back.

- Hi. How was the bath?
- Oh, great.

- Now all I need is a little nap.
- Another one?

Hon, the wedding's
in half an hour.

Okay, a 15-minute nap.

I hate to admit it, but I think
we're running pretty close

to not having time
to prepare a reception.

So if you still wanna have it
here in the house,

Millard says he can take care of it
while we're gone.

- That's great. He can cook?
- He says he can.

- So?
- So all we have to do is give cash,

the car keys and the house keys
to a perfect stranger,

and roll the dice,
but what are our other options?

I don't know. You carry the twins,
and I'll make some sandwiches?

Give him the money and the keys.


You won't be sorry.

A shot of your top-shelf whiskey.

- What's the occasion?
- Beg your pardon?

- You look a bit nervous there, pal.
- No, I'm not nervous.

Well, a bit. A bit nervous.

- Wedding?
- Yeah.

- Your second?
- Yeah.

- Widower?
- Yeah.

- Psychic?
- No. Fellow widower.

- Oh. I'm sorry.
- That's okay, that's okay.

I was married 35 years.
Wonderful years. All of them.

When she died, I thought I'd never
get through with it.

And then, lo and behold,
six months later, I met this gal.

Swept me off my feet,
and married her just like that.

- How'd it work out?
- Well, it lasted 11 months.

She took what my wife and I
had saved for the last 35 years

and moved to Vegas.

My kids are still not speaking to me.

Thank you. Good luck, pal.

So how's it going with Deena?

I don't know. She's not
doing too good on my checklist.

Maybe Deena has a checklist too,

and maybe you're not doing so great
on hers either.

Did she say something to you?

No, but Hoowie gets around.
He hears things.

- Like what?
- I've said too much already.

Simon, I have a confession to make.

Hoowie isn't actually around today
for real.

I was just pretending.

How was today different from
all the other days with Hoowie?

Well, he used to really be here,
and today I wanted him to be here

because everyone else
has someone,

but I just can't get him back.

I'm really scared I may have gotten
too old for him,

but all day I've been afraid
to say it out loud

because then he may
never come back.

He may stay gone for good.

Hoowie will always be around
when you need him.

He'll never completely go away
unless you just forget about him.

- I can never forget Hoowie.
- No. I couldn't either.

Hey, Deena. Wow,
you look absolutely beautiful.

Thank you, Reverend Camden.
I feel beautiful.

Good for you.

You know, my life
wouldn't be this great

if it weren't for your help.

Well, no one has to know that we
know each other from counselling.

Okay, but someday,
I may wanna tell them.

It's up to you.

Okay, that should do it.

Now, if you follow my directions
to get on the freeway,

you should get there, oh,

about a hour after the wedding
is over.


"Road trip."

Are you crying?

Did I actually make
my little sister cry?

- Come here.
- This is all my fault.

- Come on.
- Gotcha!

All my fault? Please.
You didn't even have a spare tyre.

And you can't read a map.

Drive and drive fast,
Old Man Camden.

- So you nervous?
- We're both nervous.

That's why we spent
the day fighting.

I don't know what I was thinking.

Well, that's not true.
I do know what I was thinking.

I was thinking
the wedding night's close,

and I was feeling plenty guilty
about Annie's mom.

Not to mention a little anxious
about Ginger.


I finally found a subject
my son-in-law's uncomfortable with.

What? Oh, I don't think so. No.

This is not the first time I've married
a widow and a widower.

- I've married plenty.
- How many of the plenty were family?

It's not the same, is it?

Let me tell you, Reverend,

I don't know how all this marriage
and second-marriage stuff

works out in the afterlife.

I mean, I don't know who's with whom
for eternity,

but I'm not gonna worry about it.
I've decided it doesn't matter.

Instead, I'm going to appreciate

the fact that I've got heaven on earth
right here, right now,

because I've been blessed
for the second time

with an incredible woman
who manages to love me

for the crazy guy I am.

- Well, that's the key.
- What's that?


I wish I could feel grateful that my dad
has found someone who loves him,

is going to be with him and take care
of him for the rest of his life,

but, Ginger, I'm just not there.

I know, honey. So does your father.

We talked about waiting
till you get there,

but then we decided to
go ahead with our plans

because there's a chance
you may never get there.

It's just that she's still
so much with me.

When I water the roses
in the backyard that we planted,

or I sew on a button
like she taught me,

or I put a barrette in Ruthie's hair,

the way she did mine
when I was a little girl.

- In the moment, she's still there.
- I understand that, honey. Really, I do.

I lost my mother
when I was 5 years old,

and the scent of lavender
always takes me back to her.

I don't think we ever get over
losing someone we love.

Time and circumstances,
they just lure us into continuing on.

Just know that I don't
wanna take anyone's place

in anyone's life.

- I know.
- I would never ask the kids

to call me "Grandma"
or anything like that.

Oh, thank you. I'm sorry.

Don't apologise for being human.

I'm just sorry that these babies
are not gonna know

what a wonderful mom you had

or be able to eat her
sweet-potato soufflé.

- Do I smell lavender?
- Yes.

Time keeps dragging me forward,

but I insist on taking
my mother with me.

- You do understand.
- But I know that's not very comforting.

Sorry to interrupt,

but I can't seem to find
Matt or Mary anywhere.

- Sixty-five in a 55.
- This isn't good.

No kidding.

- We're not gonna make it.
- And that's not good either.

You know what's less good?
My insurance rates

are gonna hit the roof,
I'm gonna have traffic school,

and Mom and Dad are gonna kill me.

"Drive fast, Old Man Camden."
Your road trip, you pay the fine.

There's a fine?

You know nothing about cars.

Well, I know not to drive
over the speed limit.

I now pronounce you
husband and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

- I'm in.
- Ditto.

The bride. I said, kiss the bride.

You're not kissing me.

- Cool.
- Annie, Annie.

"Dear Eric, Annie and all,
thank you so much

for the greatest gift
you could have given me today:

the opportunity to do
something for someone else.

I knew it was a family affair,

so I thought I'd give you
and yours a little privacy.

Congratulations, best wishes
and happy Veterans Day.

Sergeant Millard Holmes."

- How far could he have gotten?
- Doesn't matter. Let's go.

If we don't find him, maybe we'll
find our other two children.

Do you think there was a wedding?

I don't know. I don't see any evidence
of a wedding.

But if there were a wedding, then there
would definitely be a reception, right?

- Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
- I doubt it.

- I'm starving.
- We shouldn't.

You're right.

- We won't touch the cake.
- Definitely not. No cake.