7th Heaven (1996–2007): Season 7, Episode 13 - It's Not Always About You - full transcript

What do you have
planned for the day?

I was just
thinking about it.

Maybe a little of this...

and then a little of that.

And before you know it,

I'll have my session
with Dr. Gibson.

How are those going?

Fine.

You think you're
making progress?

It's... it's hard to say.

You know, progress
is so relative.



What does that mean?

It means I appreciate
your concern.

I know it comes out of your
love for me, but don't worry.

I... I don't mean to pry, I know
your sessions are private,

but I just wanted
to get an idea

as to when things might be

returning to normal
around here.

You mean normal like
my going back to work?

Well, that-that's
certainly part of it, you know.

I guess I'm still not used to
your hanging around the house

all day like Ozzie Nelson.

Ah, relax.

Everything's fine.

I'm running late.



I heard you talking on the
phone last night with Cecilia.

How's that going?

Fine.

Fine?

Fine tells me nothing.

Fine is incredibly nondescript.

You're right, Mom. See ya.

I have a lot to do today.

I was summoned for jury duty,

and I have to go down
to the courthouse

to get excused, which should
be easy 'cause I'm a student.

Then I have a full
day of classes

and then I have
dinner with Kevin,

and I'm going to tell him
how I am going to make

a really big effort
to bury any jealousy

I have of Roxanne
and be friends with her.

So, you're not fine?

No.

Did I ever tell you
how much I love you?

Excuse me?

Where is the jury
duty office?

Thank you.

Where do I go
for jury duty?

Oh, thank you.

Excuse me.

I was called for jury duty,
but I'm a student and...

Fill out this excuse form
then place it in that basket

and your name will be called.

How long do you think
it's going to be?

Oh, a while.

But I'm a student,

and my next class starts
in about a half-hour and...

A student, huh?

What's your major?

I'm going to be a minister
like my father.

Oh, that's great.

Congratulations.

So, do you think you can
give me my student excuse,

and I'll be on my way?

I can't do that.

But surely my case is
a little special,

my being a student and all?

Special?

How many students are here?

Point taken.

Cecilia?

Hey, things turned
out great, huh?

Your dad no longer wants
to kill me, uh,

we can see each other again.

Yeah, my dad told me he gave
you permission to see me.

So, smile.

Be happy, I'm happy.

I find it hard to be happy
about my dad being involved

in every aspect of my life.

But in this case
it's a good thing.

Boy, we were dumb, weren't we?

I have to go. If I'm late
for Mr. Deborow's class

one more time,
he'll have a cow.

I understand.

So, I'll see you at work
later... around 4:00?

We're working here today, right?

Right.

Are you and Lucy having sex?

Should I repeat the question?

No. Never.

Come on Kinkirk,
don't be such a prude.

I'm not a prude.

I just believe that what the
woman I love and I do together

or don't do
together is private.

You're a prude.

Okay, I'm a prude.

Well, you're my
partner Kinkirk.

You've got to help
me out here.

I don't see how
divulging details

about my private life
will help you out.

This dating a minister
is a whole new thing for me.

And I'm not sure I can last
through a relationship

with someone I care about
without being intimate.

And since Lucy is studying
to be a minister,

I thought I'd ask you
and get it straight

from the horse's mouth,
so to speak.

Getting it from the horse's
mouth would be asking Chandler

how he feels about this, not me.

You think I wouldn't rather talk
to Chandler than talk to you?

He's a slippery guy.

He keeps evading the issue.

I mean, he's sexy and cute

and one hell of a kisser
but slippery.

Do I need to know this?

Look, I care for Chandler.

And I can see a future there.

I just need to make sure I'm
able to make it to that future.

Understand?

All I can say is people's
feelings about sex are private,

individual, even when
it comes to ministers.

That's why I have
to find out from Chandler.

Right.

Thanks, Kinkirk,
you're a big help.

See?

We built a great truck.

It goes fast, huh, guys?

Not so fast.

Not so great.

Uh, I... I'm leaving for my
appointment with Dr. Gibson.

Fine.

What's wrong?

But...?

No buts, I'm fine,

you're fine, everyone
in this house is fine.

I'm fine.

Me, too.

I'm fine, too.

See.

I-I can't tell you what
goes on in therapy sessions.

You know that's privileged.

Privileged for the doctor,
not for the patient.

The patient can tell anyone,
even their spouse.

It's not that I want
to know much. I don't.

But I would like
to somehow be included,

know where our lives are going.

Hello.

Hey, how was your day?

Fine.

See? More fine.

This family couldn't be finer.

Uh, we'll talk about this
when I get back, okay?

Fine.

Somehow I knew that was
going to be the answer.

Why do I get the feeling I
missed all the good stuff?

Good stuff.

Real good stuff.

Come here.

Lucy Camden?

Are you calling me?

If your name is
Lucy Camden, I am.

Your request to be
excused from jury duty
has been denied.

There must be some mistake.

I'm a student. I have classes.

I-- tests, papers to write.

Being a student in
itself is no excuse.

You would have to prove
that it would be

an extreme hardship
for you to serve.

It would be an extreme hardship.

I'll miss classes, fall behind,
not make grades.

And before you know it,
I'm kicked out,

and all my dreams are crushed

just because I couldn't get
excused from jury duty!

If that's not an extreme
hardship, I don't know what is.

Nice try.

Don't worry.

We'll give you a note to
give to your teachers.

But... but...

There is one option.

If you really feel you
can't miss any classes,

you can postpone your
jury duty until the summer.

I plan to go to school
during the summer.

And I also plan to help pay
for school by getting a job.

Christmas week is open.

There's no school then.

I can't possibly serve
during Christmas week.

It's Christmas.

Christmas is big at my house.

That's right,
house of ministers.

So, you see, it would be
an extreme hardship

for me to serve.

I'm sorry.

Looks like you're just gonna
have to let go and let God.

I don't think that applies here.

I stand corrected.

Time to bite the bullet.

That's much more like it.

So, how are we feeling?

Better and better.

I feel like I'm getting
stronger every day.

Oh, I wish I could say
that, and I didn't have
a by-pass operation.

Well, you know it's...
it's these exercises
they make you do.

You know, you just have
to work exercise

into your daily routine.

Mm, I find it a lot easier

to work a donut into
my daily routine.

So, what about the other stuff?

Other stuff?

Well, do you think you're coming
closer to making any decisions?

Ah, yes, the other stuff.

Like... what am I going to do
for the rest of my life?

Yeah, well, let's just start
with the next few weeks.

Well, stop trying
to make it easier.

Don't you see I like wallowing?

Well, you're not going to find
anysympathy here,

'cause when it comes
to wallowing,

you got nothing on me.

How you dealing
with the divorce?

Oh. I...

I thought the final decree would
give me some closure,

but we seem to have
more problems now

than when we were married.

That's not unusual.

You have a family together
that you both have to deal with.

Divorce doesn't fix
the problems.

It's, uh, a surrender.

Yeah... and you're right.

And-and yet, it...
You're doing it again Eric.

Doing what?

Oh, you know what.

Taking over the session.
Avoidance.

This is about you, not me.

But this is about me.

I mean, this is what I've done
for years.

This is who I am.

Now, have you tried counseling?

Wha...?

We did try marriage counseling
before the divorce

and it failed.

So I don't think it would work
now that we're divorced.

Ah.

Now, that's where
you're mistaken.

I... I know several couples

who've actually had much more
success with counseling

after divorce than before.

I think because the legal issues
have already been resolved,

so they were now free
to get into the...

the real issues,
the life issues.

Well, I see your
point, and yet...

Would you please stop
doing this?

I just went to the restroom
for five minutes.

Where is everyone?

Oh, it's over.

The last jury pool
was just chosen.

So, I'm finished?

You are.

Well, that
was certainly easy.

See you tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

No, no, no, no, no, no.

There has to be some mistake.

I was here all day.

I just left
to go to the restroom.

I had to go to the restroom.

I've been afraid to go all day,
because I was afraid

that my name would be called
and I would miss it!

And now... my name was called
and I missed it,

so I have to come back again
tomorrow?

Not much fun, is it?

No!

So... so that's why they should
give someone else a chance

to come here tomorrow
instead of me.

If you weren't chosen
as part of a jury pool,

you have to come back
until you are.

But I was chosen;
I just wasn't here.

That's the chance you take.

That's not fair!

Life's not fair.

So, so, I can just be
sitting in here

for the rest of my life,
waiting to be chosen?

We have you for one trial.

If you're dismissed
by the judge or the prosecutor

or the defense attorney,
then you can leave.

If not, you serve on the jury.

So basically you own me.

If that's how you want
to look at it.

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Cecilia's father finally
agreed to let me see her,

and now she's
acting weird.

Weird, like a 16-year-old
asking his girlfriend's father

if they can have sex?

That kind of weird?

Give me a break.

Okay? Cecilia's father
gave me a break.

If I was Cecilia's father,

there'd be no way
you'd get a break.

I wouldn't let you go anywhere
near my daughter.

Well, maybe he said
something to her

that, that
I don't know about.

Something like...

she could go out with me,

but she shouldn't go
out with me.

I have no idea what Cecilia's
father may have said to her.

But all you need to worry about
is what you've said to her.

You know, I bet that's it.

I'm sorry about what happened
earlier, but, you know,

maybe you should come to my
next session with Dr. Gibson.

No, you're missing the point.

I don't want to eavesdrop
on your therapy sessions.

I just... I want you
to stop shutting me out

and start talking to me

about whatever you're
talking about in therapy.

I understand.
I... I really do.

But I'd still like you to come.

No, I don't want to interfere
with your work there.

Dr. Gibson asked
if you would come.

He what?

Oh, what did you tell him
about me?

Oh... no, don't go there.

Where?

Where you're going.

I didn't say anything
that bad about you.

That bad?!
Oh, I'm sorry.

Poor choice of words.

You have nothing to worry about.

Then why can't you tell me
what you said about me?

Because what I said is
between me and my therapist.

Not if it's about me, it's not!

Yes, even when it's about you!

Look, I'm not going to walk
into that office

and be blindsided,
so just tell me what you said

so I can be prepared!

Gee, that kind of defeats

the whole purpose of therapy,
doesn't it?

Oh...

Why don't we discuss this later?

Is therapy always
this emotional?

You know how I feel
about eavesdropping.

I wasn't eavesdropping.

You guys were yelling...
or almost yelling.

We were, weren't we?

Almost yelling.

Yes. And if you ask me,
it's worse than yelling.

I'm sorry.

Sometimes your Dad and I argue,
but it...

Wait.

He's my husband,
and I'm angry with him.

I-I can be angry
with my own husband.

It's perfectly acceptable
by anybody's standards.

Yes, but maybe you should go

to the therapy session with Dad
anyway.

Why is that?

Because ever since
the operation,

Dad's been acting
kind of weird, and...

who knows what kind of bizarre
decisions he'll make on his own?

You don't even
want to know

what I went
through today.

Yet I have a feeling
I'm about to find out.

It was awful.

I couldn't get excused
from jury duty.

I was held captive.

At gunpoint?

Practically,
and not funny.

Then, after
I left jury duty,

I had to rush
over to school,

pick up notes
from my classes

and then try to see
my professors.

One was there,
I had to wait
for another,

and leave a note
for a third.

So, let's eat.

That's all
you have to say?

What do you want me to say?

Something more than "Let's eat."

I had a terrible day,

and I expect, at least,
a little sympathy

from the man who loves me.

Why do you want to get excused
from jury duty?

For the obvious reasons:

I'm really busy, and it's
a real inconvenience.

Let somebody else
who's not as busy do it.

I believe
in the judicial system,

or I wouldn't have become
a policeman.

I realize that.

I know it's not perfect,

but in order for it to work
the best,

everyone has to do their part.

What if everyone felt
like you did?

Everyone doesn't.

Too many people do,

and they're the first
to complain

when criminals get off.

Are you blaming me

for the failures
in the judicial system?

Think of the judicial system
as a car.

If all cylinders are functioning
well, it runs great.

If not, it's still runs
but not as well.

You're talking to me
as if I'm a grease stain

on the halls of justice.

I'm just talking to you
about the judicial system.

It sounded personal.

You know, let's just forget
about going out to dinner.

What happened to "Let's eat?"

I still want to eat.

I just don't feel like eating
with you right now.

Hey, I missed you
at work yesterday.

Someone didn't show up
at one of the other schools,

so I had to cover for them.

My dad and I aren't
getting along,

so I couldn't exactly protest.

Well, do you want to talk
about it?

No.

I'll see you at work.

Good-bye.

Bye.

It looks like
you got your answer.

What answer?

About how ministers,
one particular minister,

feels about premarital sex.

What are you implying?

That evidently Chandler has
no problem with it,

even though he's a minister.

Well, aren't we judgmental?

Chandler suggested
we go to breakfast

and then he drive me to work,

so we could spend more
time together.

He's really thoughtful
and romantic.

Unlike you Kinkirk,

who obviously has nothing
but sex on the brain.

Me? What about you?

Me?

Well, I've learned that there's
more to relationships than sex.

Wipe that smile
off your face.

For those of you
who were late yesterday,

I'll soon be showing a video
on jury duty

and how performing it
is everyone's civic duty.

And thank you, Mark Burman,
for your suggestion to show

the Godfather trilogy instead.

I'll look into it.

Anyway, for those of you
who weren't processed yesterday,

I want to inform you
that you may be on a trial

that might take a few weeks.

As soon as they're ready
in the courtroom,

you'll be taken down
as a group

and questioned
on your ability to serve.

I can't be on a jury
for a few weeks.

I have midterms.

Excuse the cliché,
but tell it to the judge.

Maybe he'll excuse you.

Maybe?
Only maybe?

It's totally up to the judge.

What if my boyfriend is
a police officer?

I... I have seen cases
where people have been excused

because they were involved
with a police officer

or police work,
but it can go either way.

Sometimes D.A.s like jurors

who are sympathetic
to the police.

Hi.
Hi.

How was school?

Okay.

Are you preparing for your
next therapy session

with Dr. Gibson?
Uh...

I'm not.

Uh, I just I had an idea
for another book

and I just wanted to write it
down before I forgot it.

How do people prepare
for therapy sessions?

Well, you don't really
have to prepare,

but some people do.

And the more work you put into
it, the more you get out of it.

Why do you ask?

I could help you
with the session
that includes mom.

She is going, right?

I don't know.

Why does your therapist want
to see her?

Well, that's between Dr. Gibson,
your mom and me.

Why doesn't he invite the rest
of the family?

We all have issues.

Issues?

All of you?

I think you should ask him.

I could go any day after school.

They're still talking.

Well, will you check
again and make sure?

I'm sure.

Even if they don't make
a decision today

about whether to try the
case or take a plea,

you still have to come
back again tomorrow.

You better get back
to work

or my dad is gonna
be really angry with you.

I will.

But first I want to know
what's going on.

What do you mean?

You know what I mean.

We always worked side-by-side
before.

Did we?

I don't remember.

Why are you avoiding me?

Just tell me.

Let's talk about it,
whatever it is.

Just let it alone, okay?

We don't have to talk
about everything.

Is this about your dad?
Did he say something?

Well, what?

I don't understand
what the problem is?

We have permission
to-to be with each other.

It's what we wanted, isn't it?

We?

You don't get it, do you?

No.

This isn't about you,
or you and my dad.

So just go away, will you?

Tell me you're okay

not having a physical
relationship with Lucy.

I wouldn't go anywhere
near Lucy right now,

even if we were
having sex

because I'm angry
with her.

You'd give

all that up because she doesn't
want to be a juror?

No. Because Lucy can't
just be oblivious

to who I am.

I mean, why else would we
be putting our lives
on the line everyday

if we didn't think the
bad guys were gonna
be put in prison?

Okay, but you can't
expect everyone

to feel the way
we do about it.

I expect the woman
I'm going to marry

to feel the same
way about it.

Excuse me, sir?

Ow!

Drop it!
Drop it!

Face down!

Face down!

Officer down.

I need an ambulance.

I'm okay.

All units, EMT needed.

Officer down, alley
on 3rd and Washington.

That's more
than just a flesh wound.

You lost a lot of blood.

I'd like you to stay overnight.

Oh, I don't see any need
for that.

Listen to him,
he's the doctor.

He knows
what he's talking about.

I'm fine,
and I hate hospitals.

Are you okay?

I just got a call
from Detective Michaels.

I'm fine.

It was just a couple
of stitches.

Thank God.

It's more than just a couple
of stitches.

He wants me to stay overnight.

Well, that's a good idea.

I-I'll stay with you, too.

Make sure everything's
all right.

Keep you company.

Thanks.

Maybe I should stay.

Good.

I'll call a nurse and make
arrangements for a room.

Well, I'll leave her
with you Chandler.

Thanks.

Hold my hand?

Mmm.

You're sexy even when you're
wounded, you know that?

I just got
your message.

How's Roxanne?

She's okay.

I didn't mean for
you to come here.

I just want to let you
know where I was, and
now I'm leaving.

How is she?
She's fine.

How did it happen?

We were checking on this
homeless man in the alley.

We were talking
about you

and probably weren't paying
close enough attention.

You're not gonna blame this
on me, are you?

No, I'm not.

This isn't about you, Lucy.

Not everything is about you.

I-I'm still not looking
forward to going.

And-and I'm still
not certain

why Dr. Gibson
wants me there.

'Cause he wants
you there.

He didn't tell me why
he wants you there,

but he wants you
there.

Ruthie told me

that everyone in this family
has issues with me.

Are-are you aware
of that?

Well, that she
told you, no.

But I'm not surprised
if they do.

You're not?
No.

The person hanging around

inside your body since
the operation

is not the husband I know,

nor is it the father that
the kids have known.

Is that so?

Yeah.
Mmm.

We're used to an Eric Camden
who is decisive.

You know, who takes charge.

Not someone who
sits around

contemplating his
navel all day.

Contemplating my navel?

Well, you might as well be.

I think this is
about something else.

You do?

I think you're upset

because I'm not jumping
when you pull the strings.

You can't mean that.

Why not?

Because that's ridiculous.

Lately if it's not your way,
it's no way.

And maybe it's not even lately.

You know what?
I just changed my mind.

I'm not going.

You can't just cancel
at the last minute!

Oh, yes, I can.

Okay, I'm going alone!

All by myself.

Just me.

Uh, see if you can
do something

about that pipe
under the sink.

Now, I know we don't
do plumbing,

but it looks
like an easy fix.

I'm sorry for
bothering you,

but I need to talk to
you about Cecilia.

I don't think so, Simon.

Well, please, just
hear me out.

I get the feeling
that even though

you'll let Cecilia go
out with me again

that she really doesn't
think you approve of me.

What makes you think this has
anything to do with me at all?

Well, since she didn't have
a problem with me before.

You are some piece
of work, kid.

You're still acting
like whatever happened

between you
and Cecilia was nothing.

Uh, no, not nothing.

Certainly not nothing, but...

But?

But what?

Well...

Now, look, I know my daughter.

And I don't think this has
anything to do with me.

I think it has to do
with her feelings

about what happened
between the two of you.

Now, maybe she's scared
that since she agreed

to certain things
with you before

that she'll be faced
with the decision again.

Or maybe she's even afraid
she'll be pressured

to make a decision.

I didn't pressure her.

I would never pressure her.

And besides we both agreed
that we don't want to do that.

Well...

I want to, but...

I know for sure
that we're not ready.

And what does that mean?

You're just gonna go
back with her

and wait till she gets ready?

This is not about me
or you, Simon.

This is about Cecilia
and how she feels.

So, I've been
thinking.

I really love
being with you,

and...

I would like to take
our relationship

to that next step.

What next step?

What, you mean...

You just got stabbed,

and you're still
thinking about sex?

Well, I'm a police
officer and a woman,

and... well...

Well, not
that next step.

And maybe it's too soon,

but it's just that...

...I would like to continue
dating you

with the idea
of marrying you someday.

Is that okay with you?

I'm not on some painkiller that
will make me hallucinate, am I?

No.

Well, are you?

No.

Say it again.

I would like to continue
dating you

with the intentions
of marrying you some day.

One more time.

Would you just tell me
if it's okay with you?

It's okay with me.

I just love hearing it.

One more time, please?

No.

You know, you're really good
at saying no to me.

It's not easy.

I'm not upset with you.

I'm upset with myself.

I was so annoyed with you and
your attitude about jury duty,

that I became distracted
and unfocused at work.

But it's my fault.

You didn't cause anything.

But how can my hating jury duty
upset you that much?

I'm going for a walk.

Can I go with you?

I don't think so.

If I spend anymore time
with you right now,

I may say something
that I'll regret.

Like what?

Like there are some things
I don't like about you,

and I'm just gonna have
to accept those things...

if I can.

Hello?

Hi Ruthie, it's Ben.

How is everyone?

Mom and Dad are fighting
all the time.

Dad was crazy,

now Mom's crazy.

It's spreading.

Calm down.

Everyone gets crazy sometime.

Dad asked Mom to go to
his therapy session,

and she refused.

Really?

Therapy like...
marriage counseling?

Yes, like that.

Look, Ruthie, any couple--

even people as great as your
parents-- can grow apart,

have problems, get divorced.

My parents can't get
divorced, you big ape!

I won't let them!

Eavesdropping?

Yes, Ruthie.

Your father and I would
never get divorced.

How do you know?

You won't even go to therapy
with him.

Maybe he'll decide without you,

and he's not making great
decisions right now.

This isn't just about you;
it's about our whole family.

Good news.

It looks like
there will be a trial.

Room 1411,
right across the hall.

Uh, I hope

that the trial doesn't
go on for months

and that
they sequester the jury.

That would be awful.

I agree, especially
for all the other jurors

who would be locked up with you.

All rise.

You may be seated.

Welcome to my courtroom.

I'm Judge Lanzo.

And my first question
for you is,

"Do any of you know
the defendant?"

That's Jimmy Moon,
my high school boyfriend.

Hi.

Oh, hi.

No, no, no, please.

Just give me a second
to talk to you.

I know I upset you.

I don't want
to do that anymore.

What do you want?

I've been thinking a lot
about myself

and what I've been going through
in the past few weeks.

You don't have to tell me that.

But I should have been thinking
about you.

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

Good, 'cause
you've been a big jerk.

You never once asked me
how I was feeling

about anything
that happened between us

or anything that didn't happen.

So, how do you feel?

I feel angry
that you didn't ask me

how I felt
about going out again

before you and my father
just made my decision for me.

So, we can talk about that,

and when you want
to go out again, we'll go out.

What I miss the most

about not being with you
is your friendship.

I don't ever want
to lose you as a friend,

even if you never date me again.

Okay.

I'll date you,
but definitely not exclusively.

I need to see other people.

And if I feel even once

that you're putting pressure
on me

to be intimate, we're done.

I understand.

I need to earn your trust
to get that back.

Speaking of trust,

I'm not comfortable

with your going out
with anyone else.

I mean, after
what we went through and all,

I'd always think
you were going out

with other women for...
you know.

You don't have to worry
about that.

You're the only woman
I want to see,

even if I'm not the only guy
that you want to see.

Great.

Then we have a deal.

I got to get to class.

Yeah, me, too.

Cecilia?

It's great
to see you smiling again.

What did I just agree to?

I'd like to volunteer
to be put on another trial.

What happened
to the trial you were on?

I was excused
because I knew the defendant.

Oh, well, you're finished.

You just served.

I didn't really serve.

You did.

Serving is showing up
and being part of the process.

You've been processed.
You're free to go.

I don't want to go.

I didn't think my participation
as a juror was important.

But now that I saw an old friend
on trial,

I realized how important
it really is

for everyone to participate.

Everybody's somebody's friend
or relative,

and we want them
to get the best trial possible.

So will you put me
on another trial?

Congratulations
on your civic awakening.

You can exercise your newfound
consciousness next year

or whenever it is
you're called again.

God willing,
I'll be on vacation that week.

Annie, I'm glad
you could make it.

I asked you to come
because I realized

that Eric
was avoiding

talking to you,
as well as me.

So, if Mohammed won't
go to the mountain...

Is that true?

Are you avoiding
talking to me?

Yes, I'm...
I guess I am.

What do you want
to tell me?

Are you sure
you want to hear this, Annie?

No, but... maybe I need to know.

I resent your lack of support
in my changing careers.

I'm sorry.

I-I didn't think
you wanted to change careers,

not deep down inside.

But on some level, I did.

And I still do, maybe.

And you just dismissed that.

Okay, what else?

I resent that you forced me
into therapy.

Again, I'm sorry.

I, uh...

I really thought you wanted
a way back into the church,

but that you-you didn't know
how to get there.

And I knew that the-the longer
you stayed away,

the harder
it would be to get back.

I know that.

You sure you don't want
to go back?

You see? She just...

dismisses anything
she doesn't want to hear.

It's been like this...
for months.

She doesn't hear
anything I'm saying.

I do. I hear you.

Uh...

It's just that...

I've loved you

for more than half of my life.

I know you.

Just tell me
that you are absolutely certain

that you are giving up
the ministry

because it is no longer
your calling.

Just tell me that you no longer
have a passion for it.

Just tell me right here
and right now

that when you were listening
to Lucy

give that sermon--

that beautiful sermon...

...that you didn't want
to go back in that church--

your church--

and begin again.

Now we're getting somewhere.

When I saw Jimmy in court,

I understood what
you were saying about jury duty.

It was really unnerving
to see him there.

People make unfortunate
choices in life,

and there are
consequences.

I just wish there was a way

that I could go back tomorrow
and serve again.

This isn't
about you.

It's about the
judicial system,

and the system worked.

The system worked to keep me
from serving as a juror?

You knew the
defendant,

so you weren't
allowed to serve

because you'd
be prejudiced.

Next time
you're called,

you won't know the
defendant, and
you can serve.

Unless, of course, you
know a lot of felons

that I don't
know about.

I'm sorry
for having been such a...

bad citizen.

I don't think you're
a bad citizen.

Isn't that the thing
you don't like about me?

I'm sorry I said that.

I love you.

I love you, too.

But sometimes, I think

I can get
a little self-absorbed.

No. You think?

I'm going to tell you something

you're eventually going
to find out anyway.

That sounds ominous.

Chandler has made a commitment
to Roxanne.

It's not an engagement
or anything,

but they're now dating

with the thought of marriage
in their future.

You're right.

That's not an engagement.

That's nothing
like an engagement.

But if Roxanne and Chandler
get married before we do,

you're a dead man,

and they won't have
to get me a jury.

I'll proudly plead guilty.

I can't wait.

I've been craving strawberry
shortcake for days.

I wonder if you should eat it.

You know, your health?

I don't care.

All the food on my diet
tastes like straw.

We could share a piece.

No?

Just give me
the bad news.

Are you going to join
all my friends' parents

and get divorced?

Divorced?

Where did you get that idea?

Ben.

I called him,
and he promised

not to have any further
conversations with our children

without sharing his ideas
with me first.

Therapy can help people

when they want the help.

She's talking about me.

I want the help,
and I'm going to get the help.

I'm even going to help myself.

I'm going to
have my cake

and eat it, too.

Oh.

Mmm!

Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm. Mmm.

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