7th Heaven (1996–2007): Season 6, Episode 7 - Prodigal - full transcript

Well...

Mine, mine!

No, I don't think so.
Mine eventually.

It's got a lot of potential,
this space.

Oh, yeah, the... the
potential's overwhelming.

We can all see the
overwhelming potential,

but you're going
away next year.

What are you saying?

Well, I'm saying that,
even if the room

is finished before then,
why should you get it?

Because Robbie said
I could have it.



Well, maybe it wasn't
Robbie's to give away.

If Robbie's
paying rent,

the room should be his.

I think the room is big enough
for Matt and Robbie.

I still think
you should take it.

If you want to be by yourself so
much, maybe you should take it.

Well, I think you've all got
plenty of time to fight over it.

I just said that
I'd have it finished

by next year.
Next year is just months away.

What are you saying? You don't
think it'll be done by January?

Uh...

Hey, what's going on?

Mary!

- Oh!
- Oh, yeah.



Oh...

Hi.

Mary tells me
she's here permanently.

Permanently.

-Oh, that's the best news
I've ever heard.
-It is?

Because I was wondering
what prompted her decision.

I hadn't heard anything
from the Colonel.

Oh, well, they went on George's
school campout this weekend.

-And?
-We don't have to know
what prompted your decision.

Whatever it was,
that's the past.

This is now.

Now my daughter is here.

That's what's important.

Well, then...

Then great.

Did you know she was thinking
about coming home?

No, but it's a wonderful,
wonderful surprise.

You're not the least bit curious

why Mary showed up
on our doorstep unannounced?

She doesn't have to announce,
she's family.

Besides we went through this
very same thing with Lucy,

and it all
worked out.
-Did it?

Of course it did.

We have our whole family
back together again.

Don't you want to know
what happened with Wilson?

I'm sure she'll tell us
eventually.

Maybe she's here to tell us
they got married.

Great!

If she's here permanently,

that means the two of...

No, the three of them
plan to live here.

So?

So?

Or maybe they broke up.

I mean it's strange
that she left

while the Colonel
was out of town.

I don't think
it's all that strange.

Now, I'm gonna go and make
Mary's favorite dinner:

pot roast and apple pie.

What's wrong with this picture?

I'm back!
Where should I put my stuff?

Oh, I guess
you didn't hear me.

I don't want to get in the way,

but where should I
put this stuff?

- Where should I...
- We heard you.

It's just... well...

there's not a lot of room
in here.

Not that we don't wish
there was room in here,

but...

It's not a problem.

I just need a place
to throw my stuff for a while.

I can sleep anywhere.

For a while?

What does that mean?

It means she either
broke up with Wilson,

or she's marrying Wilson.
What do you think?

I don't know.

It doesn't matter.

It's none of our business.

I want to know.

We all want to know.

And we all will know, in time
when she's ready to tell us.

What?

I also want an apology
for all that stuff

she did last year
when she got kicked out.

I don't think
you're going to get that.

I don't think any of us
are going to get that.

I think we just have
to accept Mary for Mary.

Doesn't that make you
just a little bit angry?

Why would that make me angry?

Well, here you are,
the good daughter,

always trying to do
the right thing,

even when it means
giving up the man you love

and the college
you want to go to.

And no one made any big deal
about it when you came home.

And... you had
to explain

everything.

And you got nothing.

Nothing.

Can I help you with your bags?

Thanks.

Oh, there's no room
up there.

So where are
you going?

I don't know exactly.

Well, I'd let you
stay in my room,

but I only have
the one bed now. Sorry.

Oh, it's okay.
I-I can sleep anywhere.

I just want to put
my things away.

Good luck.
Anything else?

So you're moving back home
just like that?

No explanation?

When I'm ready to tell everyone
about Wilson, I will.

Well, what happened to
you guys getting married?

Are you married?

Uh, you know what?

Forget it. I'm not even that
interested in you and Wilson.

Tell me what's going on
with just you.

-What do you mean?
-Well, I mean,

when you left,
you had a few problems.

And you've seen me since then.

This is the not the first time
I've been home.

Yeah, but those
were just visits.

-And?
-And now you're
back for good

unless you got married
or something, right?

So you do want to know
about Wilson.

I want to know...

What are you hiding?

Do you want me to help you
take that stuff upstairs?

Um, there's no room
for me upstairs.

So where you going
with that stuff?

I'm not sure.

Um... maybe I'll move out
to the garage apartment.

You know, we've both
seen apartments,

and that's not an apartment.

That's just menopause
with a hammer.

-What?
-Change of life.

Could we just talk
about something else?

Something like...
why you're back here?

How about something like...
where can I sleep?

Oh, that can't be as interesting
as why you're back here.

I figure you and Wilson either
got married or broke up.

And I'm leaning
towards broke up.

Let me just throw my stuff
in your closet,

and I'll sleep downstairs

on the couch.

Mm, that sounds
reasonable and
yet...

Walk this way.

Enter.

You still have Ruthie's
Hello Kitty stuff?

Well, at first, we found it
a threat to our masculinity,

but then...
-Then what?

Well, it makes this part
of our lives feel temporary

in a comforting sort of way,
you know?

No, I... I... don't know.

What... what are you
talking about?

By the time Robbie moves
into the garage apartment,

I'll probably be an old man.

But Hello Kitty makes us think

this living situation is
temporary, almost elusive.

As if this all could
change at any moment.

Could I just
see the closet?

Yeah.

Whoa!

Hmm.

What am I supposed
to say to her?

Her, who?

Mary.

About?

About me.

What's there to say?

You know why she's back here.

She's broken up with Wilson,
and she came home.

-She's not in love with him.
-What makes
you think

she's not in love with Wilson?

She's not with Wilson.

Unless...

What do you know
that I don't know?

That this is no time
to make a move.

Because?

Just go with because.

I don't want to go with because.

I don't know anything, but
if Mary is the same old Mary,

she could still be in love
with Wilson,

but just not capable
of making a commitment.

So, she broke up with him
when the pressure was on.

And, and that's a big difference

from not being in love
with the guy.

So I don't have to say anything.

-About?
-No one.

No one?

I mean nothing.

You-you didn't say "nothing."

You said "no one."

I say we call Wilson,

find out what happened
from the horse's mouth.

I'm sticking with she'll tell us
when she wants us to know.

Stop!
Stop being the good girl!

It's getting you nowhere.
Mary's nothing like you.

We wanted you
to tell us

what happened with your fiancé

because if you told us,
we knew we could believe you.

But even if Mary did tell us,

-I don't know
if we could believe her.
-No.

I think Mary's changed.

And if she hadn't changed, she
wouldn't have come back here.

We don't know
she's moved back here.

Maybe she's married.

She would just call us
and tell us she got married

if she got married.

Maybe she's getting married

and she just came home
to break the news to Mom and Dad

and to stay here
until the big day.

-You think?
-Maybe she's gonna

live here until the wedding--

unless there's
already been a wedding.

And maybe he's moving back
to Glenoak, and so she is, too,

and they're just gonna live
together without getting married

because that's what they've
secretly been doing in New York.

We don't know her--
we don't know who she is

or where she's been
or what she's done.

She's our sister.

She's been at our grandparents,

and she was working
at a homeless shelter.

-What's the
big mystery?
-The big mystery is

why she's no longer working
at the homeless shelter,

why the Colonel and
Ruth didn't tell us
she was coming home,

and who she really is,
outside of being our sister.

Ow. Gosh.

Hey.

Hey. I just put my things
in Sam and David's room

so I wouldn't be
in anyone's way.

Oh, honey, you're
not in anyone's way.

Don't think like that.

You know what I think
we should do?

I think we should finish
that garage apartment,
make it really nice

for you.

There's plenty of room in there.

It's almost like a studio--
like Matt and John's old place.

Uh, well, I thought Robbie
was moving in there.

I'm gonna let him stay
in Matt's room and not pay rent.

Robbie needs to save his money,

and he and Matt really
like living together.

And I desperately
want you to be happy

now that you're home again.

So let's go take a look
at what we need to do

to make you feel
really comfortable.

I'm going down
to the church to...

...finish my sermon.

Hmm.

What's it on?

-The prodigal son?
-I didn't really have

that topic in mind... until now.

It's a good one;
you've used it a lot.

Why, yes, I have.

It's, it's one of my favorites.

Let me ask you something.

Was the prodigal son married
when he came home?

Is M-Mary m-m-m...

You can't even say it, can you?

-What do you know?
-Nothing,

but I bet Wilson knows plenty.

You have his number?

-Yeah.
-Yeah,

we all have his number.

Hey.

Billy said

for you to wake him up
when you got home.

Maybe it's not such a good idea.

-Thanks for watching him.
-Well, with his grandparents

so far away,
I'm happy to fill in,

not that I'm old enough
to be a grandparent.

Please let me pay you
something.

No,

no, it's not necessary.

It's my pleasure.

You're the best landlord
a guy could have.

You're the best tenant
a landlord could have.

And such a good father.

Good night.

Good night.

Oh, I forgot
to mention

you had quite a few phone calls.

I let the machine pick up,

so I couldn't
help but hear.

Well, that's okay.

-If you want to talk...
-Thanks.

Anything you want to tell me?

No.

Need any help picking out china?

Good night.

See you.

Wilson, this is Ruthie.

How you doing?

Um... how's Billy?

I thought you might want to know
that Mary's home.

Okay, that's it.

Oh, you got any idea
why she's home?

Call me and disguise your voice.

Say you're Burt.

That's the only guy
who ever called me and...

Who are you talking to?

No one.

Wilson, I-I hope you don't mind
if I call you.

This is Lucy... Camden.

I-I just wanted
to see how you are

and if there's anything
I can do for you

and honestly, if there's
anything you want to tell me,

because I don't know

if congratulations
or condolences are in order.

Okay, now I feel terrible
I called.

I-I have to go.

Hey, Wilson, this is Robbie.

I know how it is
to split up with Mary,

so I know how you're feeling

'cause... I've been feeling
that way for six months,

but I want you to know
that one day

you'll get over her
and meet someone new--

not that that means anything--
and if you're not splitting up

and you're getting married,
that's great, especially for me.

Did I say that out loud?

Wilson, it's Matt.

If you did anything to hurt my
sister, I'll have to hurt you,

but the way I figure it
it was the other way around,

so if you need me
to talk to her or anything,

let me know
and I'll talk to her first.

She doesn't always make
the best decisions,

but I know she really cares
about you and Billy.

But, hey, maybe...

Are you guys married?

It's Simon.

I have no idea why I'm calling

other than we all want to know
what happened to you and Mary--

if you split up,

if you got engaged
or possibly married--

and I doubt seriously
that you'd tell me,

but if you want someone
to talk to, I'm here

until I can get a license.

I'm home, son.

I'm so glad
the answering machine

didn't wake you.

It was so loud.

You didn't bring Mary home
with you, did you?

-No.
-I was hoping

you were going
to bring her home with you.

I know.

Go back to sleep.

Hello.

Is it Mary?

Back to sleep.

Hello, Reverend.

I'm sorry I called so late.

I hope I didn't wake Billy.

No, it's okay.

I went out tonight.

I, uh, just got home, so I woke
him up to say good night.

I guess you know
why I'm calling.

Uh, the same reason

that Matt, Lucy, Simon, Robbie,
and Ruthie called?

They called, too?

It's okay.

It's nice even.

We all care about you

and we care about Mary,

and, look,
I don't know what happened.

I just wanted to say that...

you can call me anytime if you,

you know,
need someone to talk to.

Thanks, I appreciate that.

So I guess she got there okay.

Yeah, well, she got here fine.

Wilson?

I'd like to tell you
what's going on,

but I think
that's why Mary's there--

to tell you.

Besides,
I'm afraid that I might be

the one responsible
for everything and...

I don't want you
to be angry with me.

And when you say you're the one

who's responsible
for everything,

what everything
are we talking about exactly?

I wish I could tell you,
I really do,

but it has to be Mary.

Good-bye, Reverend Camden.

See what I can do
when I'm inspired?

Come on,
you'll get the hang of it.

No, Mom, I can't.

I am just too tired.

It's after 11:00
in New York.

Are you feeling okay?

I'm fine, I'm just sleepy.

Why don't you go upstairs
and use my bathroom,

take a nice, hot bubble bath?

I'll put the last piece
of pie in the microwave

and bring it up to you
with a big scoop of ice cream.

Please, no,
I am still full from dinner,

but I will take you up
on the bath.

All right, you go on in.

I'm going to get
a little more done here.

I'm so happy
to have you home.

I really missed you.

I've missed you, too.

Hi.

Hi.

Are you going out?

No.

Yes.

No.

Kind of.

Yes.

Well, have a good time.

Um...

do you think we should talk?

No.

Why not?

If we don't talk, it's...

it's going to be kind of awkward
around here.

Isn't it?

It already is,

but in time that
will change.

Time changes everything.

What?

No one-- uh, nothing.

How are we going
to find out?

Well, Dad could find out.

How?

What's going on?

You tell us.

What do you want to know?

Are you married?

I'm tired, okay?

Could you just give me
a day or so to readjust

before you start asking me
about my life?

Why not?

What was that "why not?"

Are you angry with me
about something?

No, I'm not angry.

Look, if you're thinking
that I'm here

to try to take Robbie from you,
you're wrong.

Robbie and I

are not together.

Well, I thought you were
thinking about getting together.

It's over.

-So does that change anything?
-No,

that doesn't change anything.

So you are married?

Uh, Robbie just left.

I didn't ask.

-He looked like he was going
out.
-On a date?

-Looked that way.
-I doubt

he's dating.

-Why?
-Because
we just decided

not to date last week.

But you never really did date.

Did you?

So it's not like you broke up
or something.

How do you know
we never really dated?

You haven't been here.

Look, I am just going
by what I've been told.

And why don't you just say
what you're angry about?

Just say it
and let's get it over with.

What are you smiling about?

I'm not smiling.

Have you been washing pots
and pans this whole time?

Uh, no,
I let them soak.

Oh, it looks like Mary
could be helping you.

It was her
favorite dinner.

Yeah, it looks that way,
but, hey, it's Mary.

Yeah, it's Mary.

Hey. Oh, don't eat that.

Well,
because that's for me?

Ha! Are you
kidding?

No, it's for Mary.

Oh big surprise.

Uh, where is Mary?

I want
to talk to her.

Um, she went upstairs to take
a bubble bath in our room.

What?

I'm just glad
my daughter's home.

What's going on?

Why don't you
tell us?

I mean you make Mary
her favorite meal

and you're killing
yourself

trying to get the garage
apartment finished for her

and now she's upstairs
in your bathtub

taking a bubble bath.

So?

So is this how
it's gonna be?

The prodigal daughter
returns.

What is wrong
with my welcoming Mary home?

In the same way
that I would welcome any of you

after you'd be away.

I went away.

And... never mind.

Oh,

I get what's going on here.

I'm sure.

Care you share your insights?

Why don't you, um,

let us have a few minutes

to ourselves?

Mary may not be
the prodigal daughter,

but they are very much
the prodigal son's brother.

You know I really don't
feel like a sermon.

No sermon.
I just want to point out

that Mary may
be returning home,

but she's confessed
nothing

and I don't think
she's learned very much.

I think it's a little early
to make that judgment.

I think she owes us
an explanation

and I, I think her brothers
and sisters think

that she owes them
an apology.

I don't think she
owes us anything

or her brothers
and sisters.

We've told her quite
a few times

that we wanted her
to come home.

Now she's home.
She needs us.

She wants to
be with us.

Did she say that?

Does she have
to say it?

I think it would
be a good start.

I think coming home
is a good start.

Okay, let's say
it's a good start.

What's a good finish?

She's still incredibly
irresponsible

and she seems to have

absolutely
no awareness of that.

How are we going
to make her conscious?

Oh, you mean how are we going
to make her confess?

Here we go.

It's Richard Nixon
all over again!

What?

I knew I hadn't heard
the end of that one!

I beg your pardon?

You didn't think that
Nixon should be pardoned

because he never said
that he did anything wrong.

And?

I love Richard Nixon.

Uh, c-can we leave him
out of this

and just talk
about our daughter and...

-Since when do you
love Richard Nixon?
-Since I heard

someone saying that what God is
showing us through parents is

that he loves us despite
the things we do

not because of the things we do.

You don't even recognize
your own sermon, do you?

Well, no, yes, I do.

Now, I-I do.

I believe I also mentioned

that repentance and forgiveness,

trumped rectitude
and obedience...

What are you talking about?

Uh, the prodigal son.

Or the prodigal daughter.

In which case, aren't you
suppose to be really excited

that Mary's home and showering
her with gifts and stuff?

How can I do that?

How can I forgive someone

who doesn't understand that
she's done anything wrong?

Wait, I-I thought you said
the story was about acceptance

more than forgiveness.

That we should all be
understanding of human weakness

since we are all weak
and make mistakes.

But I also said
it's about celebrating

when someone understands
the errors that they've made.

I said

the prodigal son
represents confession.

And, you know, when he was
sinking into near despair,

he learned valuable lessons
about the illusory promise

of living a life only to gain
pleasure and avoid pain.

I must have missed that

when I was opening Lifesavers
or something.

Oh.

-Butterscotch.
-Oh.

I have to study
and look up rectitude.

Moral integrity.

Thanks.

Was there something else?

Are you, unlike
our other children,

not bothered by the fact

that your mother is heaping
attention and favors on Mary?

No, are you?

So, Mom's the father
in this story?

What?

Well, well, I take it that,

that Mom's the,
the father in the prodigal son

and you're... the brother.

I'm not the only one.

I have company.

Oh, great.

You know 'cause
I'm staying out this one.

Even if Mom gives Mary
the apartment.

Oh, so you haven't heard?

Heard?

Oh, yeah, well, that's right.

You, you, you've been locked
in your room all day studying

and you had dinner
in your room.

I guess you missed it.

Your mom's practically finished
with the apartment

and she is giving it to Mary.

No, she can't possibly have
cleaned it up in one day.

And she already gave it
to Robbie who gave it to me.

So.

What's this?

Well I thought Mary could
sleep in here with us

for a couple of
nights, until I get
the garage finished.

I hope it's all right.

Or I could stay

in Sam and David's room.
-No, no, no.

This is fine if this is
what you want to do.

Maybe it'll give the three of us
a chance to talk.

Oh, she's too
tired to talk.

Let's let our
baby sleep.

I talked to Wilson earlier.

Why'd you do that?

'Cause I wanted to know
why you were home.

And you couldn't trust me
to tell you that?

You haven't told me.

You haven't given her a chance
to tell you.

She just got home.

No, I don't think you wanted me
to tell you.

I think you wanted
to hear it from Wilson

because you think he'll tell
you the truth and I won't.

That's what

you all think, except for Mom.

You still don't

trust me and you think
I haven't changed at all.

No, no.

Uh...

What are you doing?

She is not getting
this apartment.

I agree.

You know, you two can
agree all you want.

Mom says it's Mary's,
so it's Mary's.

Go get pillows and blankets.

Hey, what's
going on?

I'm squatting.

And we're joining him,
although I don't know why.

Because it's not fair.

-It's like you said.
-Yeah, we do
everything right

and what do we get?

Nothing.

Mary does nothing right and
what does she get? Everything.

We do everything right?

I don't know if I said "we."

Just go get
pillows

and blankets.
-You're taking

on Mom and this is not a good
time to be taking on Mom.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Are you in or out?

Oh, I'm in.

I'm always in.

What are you
doing outside

in the middle of the night?

Better question--

who put that lipstick
all over your face?

What happened to you?

A what with
red lipstick.

You're dating someone?

Would there be something wrong
with that?

You found someone
in a week?

It's been months.

It's been seven days
since we broke up.

We didn't break up.

We never really got together.

So I just meant
nothing to you.

So...

...who is it?

Why now?

Why'd you have to
come home now?

Don't have an answer do you?

You never have any answers.

Whose side
are you on?

You understand.

Do they all hate me?

Eric!

The children are missing!

Our children
are missing!

What?

-Oh, they're,
they're...
-No, no, no, no.

No, not the little children,
the big children--

Matt, Simon, Ruthie, Lucy.

-They're gone. All of them!
-I think
they're too big

to have run away. I...

I think they could be
in the garage.

I'm, I'm just guessing,

but it's hard to
sleep on a couch.

And I, I saw things.

What do you think
you're doing

scaring me
like that?!

What is this

some kind of a, a sick prank?!

Well, is it?

It's a, it's more
like a protest.

A protest.

What

are you protesting?

We don't think Mary should
get this apartment.

No, we don't.

Hey,

I warned them.

So get ahead, let 'er rip.

You knew it was wrong, and you
went ahead and did it anyway?

Well, I had to,
or else I'd miss this.

Get in the house.

Now!

Ah, please. That's not fair.

Make that the
three of you.

Come on, go.

Is that how it's going to be?

Fine.

Big mistake.

Um, what do you think
she meant by that?

I don't know,

but it wasn't
anything good.

This is an historic moment--
the moment we defied our mother.

We shall surely die.

Hold on!

Hey, I got something
to say to you.

And I think you're
old enough to hear it.

Life isn't fair,
so get over it.

Thank you
for letting me know that.

Only a parent, a mother

would care so much

that she...

you would explain
such an important lesson

in such a simple and direct way.

Let me say this.

I don't know

what I was thinking
when I joined in

with those three idiots,
but I don't care

if you give Mary
the garage apartment.

I don't care if you
give her the whole house.

It's not my right to live here;
it's my privilege.

And I'm grateful, very grateful.

So how may I be of service
this morning?

Get the twins ready for church.

I'm gonna leave

before things get any worse.

No, you're not.

You're not going anywhere.

Pick any room you want,

because Matt, Lucy,

Simon and Ruthie are going
to be living

in the garage apartment
just like it is.

But I, uh...

Uh, uh, uh.

Well,

Mary was in ours.
What's going on?

I'll tell you what's going on.
Our children...

The big ones?

Yes, the big ones.

The big children thought
they could pull off a coup.

But they are about to reap

the consequences
of their stupidity,

their lack of respect,

and their failure to recognize

that they have no power
whatsoever!

Whatsoever.

Oh, help us, oh, dear Father.

Father?

Have you ever called me Father?

Not with an oh and a dear
attached to it,

but desperate times call
for desperate measures.

Please, please help us.

I'm only 11.

I-I don't even know
what's going on.

We're squatting in
the garage apartment.

We camped out in there.

Matt, Lucy and Simon
don't think it's fair

that Mary gets to live there.

And they don't like
that Mom jumped in

and made it all nice
and everything.

Well, how do you feel?

I feel like
I made a big mistake,

and I'm really, really sorry.

Well, I

like that you know
you made a mistake

and that you're apologizing.
That's good.

Not good enough!

Well...

So who is it?

Who is...?

Who's responsible
for the lipstick

that was all over your face
last night?

You don't even know her name?

No, I know her name.

Was it someone I know?

No, no one you know.

So it's not Cheryl?

No, it's not Cheryl.

I wouldn't do that to Matt.

And besides,
Cheryl and I are... friends.

What are we?

I don't know.

Maybe someday we'll be friends,
but right now...

I don't know.

Are you in love with her?

Why do you want to know?

Uh, Wilson and I broke up.

We were going
to get married, but, um...

we're not...
getting married.

You want to know why?

No.

I don't want to know why,

but you may want to tell
the rest of your family.

I think they want to know.

Well, Dad
probably knows.

He can tell them.

He called Wilson.

You put him in
that position.

He wouldn't
have called him

if you had volunteered
the information.

Yeah, he would have,

because he doesn't believe
anything I say.

No, he just doesn't
believe everything you say.

Yet he believes
everything you say.

I... I can't believe
how much things have changed.

It doesn't seem that long ago
that I was defending you to him.

If you came back
here to tell me

that you want to get back
together, I can't do that.

That's not why
I came back here.

And why can't we just
be friends?

B-Because...

Because you and Lucy thought
about dating each other?

Or because you kissed her?

Look, I don't even
care about that.

I never even
took that seriously.

Uh, the lipstick?

Oh, so you made out
with some woman, so what?

She's not just
some woman.

I never thought
I'd say this,

but I found someone.

A serious someone.

I could marry this someone.

You couldn't have
known her a week.

It doesn't matter.

I knew from the
moment I saw her.

Are you bringing her
to church today?

Oh, we're going
to her church.

I'll tell you
what's really unfair.

What's really unfair

is that your father
and I have worked

around the clock
for 20 years

to give our children
a good home.

To send our
children to school.

To buy our children the
clothes that they want to buy,

and-and yet, those children,
the very same children

that we sacrificed ourselves
for over and over again,

think that they
should decide who

gets what and
when they get it.
-No...

Don't speak.

I will give
your sister Mary

anything I want to give her,

anytime I want
to give it to her,

because I love her,
and I am happy that she is home.

But...
Nothing.

Mary needs us.

She needs her father,
she needs me, and she needs you.

And I've got news
for all of you.

We need her.

We need to embrace each other
and support each other

because that's
what families do.

And until you're ready
to do that, you know what?

You can just
live out here.

You've got a
change of clothes,

one week's
allowance
and some

school books.

You're more or less on your own

until you are allowed
the privilege of telling me

just how much you regret
your total lack of respect

for me and
my decisions.

And then at
that time,

if I like what you have to say,

I just might let you back
into the home

that your father
and I have created.

Until then, take care
of the rebellious one

known as Ruthie.

You can come
in to use

the toilets, nothing else.

Not the kitchen,
not the laundry,

not the showers, not the phone

and not the TV.

Enjoy.

We shall surely die.

Now, this is the third
of three consecutive parables

in which Jesus is trying
to make the case that

sinners
who confess their mistakes

in an effort to overcome them,

bring more joy to God
than people

who try to live
within the letter of the law,

but in doing so,
fail to see their own sins,

or understand the sins
of others.

Anyone, uh, need a Lifesaver?

No?

Now, God is not condemning
good works

or obedience to the law,
but he is saying

that even the most obedient
among us are sinners in need

of forgiveness.

And nothing pleases God more

than when we realize this
about ourselves

and endeavor
to do something about it.

Now, there's a tension
here between

the goodness that comes
with the spiritually

minded life,
and that which is evident

in the doing of good works.

Uh, a spiritual life is largely
an interior experience

that's supposed to give rise
to righteous living.

Doing good works,
on the other hand,

is largely exterior,
and it may mask

a very unspiritual
inner life that's filled

with resentments
and judgments

and a sense
of self-righteousness

and unnamed
hostilities.

Thanks for coming.

Good to see you.

Good one, Reverend.

One of my favorite subjects.

Oh, good.

Thanks for coming.

My brother's bad, too,
and my mom likes him best.

You should be grateful
that I don't have a pulpit.

Airing your
feelings about me

in front of the whole
church? Unbelievable!

Uh...

Bye-bye!

I'm not judging anyone.

I didn't say that.

Well, you thought it.

It's not like you're
standing around

with your arms wide
open, welcoming her home.

No, you're not. You're just
like me and all the other kids.

Dad, you're just
as guilty as I am.

You know, your
good works

go just as
unnoticed as mine,

and you are annoyed by
that just as much as I am!

You know, I am resentful,
but at least I admit it.

Maybe not to everyone in
church, but I admit it!

If you wanted to talk to
me, you know where I am.

I'm in the garage
with the rest of them.

And I don't like
being referred to

as-as unnamed
hostilities.

I'm not hostile.

I might be a little
belligerent, but
I'm not hostile.

That wasn't you.

It wasn't!

Ruthie?

I thought
things couldn't get any worse.

I had hope.

Now I'm hopeless.

I'm going to grow up
in the garage.

What kind of life is that?

I-I wasn't talking about you.

Sure, you weren't.

Great sermon, Dad.

I'm not sure
that they got it.

They should be back from
church in a few minutes.

Did you like my church?

I got a little confused

about when to stand up
and when to kneel down,

but it was interesting.

It's a lot different
from my church.

How so?

I have never seen
anyone at my church wear

pants like that.

Do you think
the Camdens will like me?

Most of 'em.

Yeah.