Army Wives (2007–2013): Season 3, Episode 9 - Coming Home - full transcript

Previously on "Army Wives"...

I'm wondering if
maybe it's time for us

- to move to the next level.
- Next level?

Living together again,
under the same roof,

like husband and wife.

But I need things to
be right this time.

I don't know what's
going on with Frank.

Last night, I asked him up
to my room for a nightcap,

and, um, he said no.

It's a lot easier to
forgive than forget.

Colonel Connor's letter of reprimand
is removed from your record.



Thank you, ma'am.

And that, corporal Leblanc,
should clear the way for you

to start thinking about
taking the steps to becoming...

- sergeant Leblanc.
- Yes, ma'am.

There's this little Iraqi girl,
an orphan.

She got caught in an explosion.

Now her arm's all messed up,
can't use her hand.

In order to do the surgery,
Dr. Holz needs executive orders.

I'll speak to Michael.

I wish things were better
between Emmalin and her father.

Emmalin Jane Holden,
what have you done to your hair?

You need to speak with her.

- I've spoken to her.
- You need to listen to her.

If she wants to be treated like an
adult, she has to act like one first.



I gotta go.

Mom!

Roxy, knock it off.

- What?
- Roxy, do you mind?

- We're studying.
- Blame the dang dog.

He's the one that
dragged in all the dirt.

Do you want me to fix you a snack
while you're studying for your finals?

This isn't high school, Rox.
It's the promotion board.

I gotta earn enough
points to make sergeant.

Thought you already had
a whole heap of points.

I still gotta ace the board.

What's the board?

A bunch of N.C.O.s lock me in the room
and grill me with questions.

And I better know the answers.

I'll quiz you.

{\pos(192,235)}No, you won't.

{\pos(192,235)}But we need to make
dad's brain army strong.

{\pos(192,235)}We need to make your
brain army strong.

This does not look like
addition and subtraction to me.

2 plus 2 is 4. 4 plus 4 is 8.

8 plus 8 is 16.

What is this?

Finn, your teacher wants me
to go in for a meeting...

tomorrow.

How long have you had this?

I don't know.

- Well, what is it about?
- I don't know.

You don't know?

I think miss Haley says I
have a listening problem.

Yeah. I think
you have a remembering problem.

- Were you ever gonna give this to me?
- I don't know.

What you meant to say was,

"I'm sorry, mom.
It will never happen again."

- What dad said!
- Get back to work.

What a meal...
pan-seared snapper.

- Yeah, it was good.
- I love finding these new places.

I don't know.

For my money, there's nothing
that beats your roast chicken.

What?

I find something I like,
I stick with it.

You know, like you.

Like this windbreaker. I think you've
had this since our first date.

- Second.
- Yeah?

If you like my roast chicken,
I can come over this weekend, make some.

Something to think about.

What?

Oh, it's nothing.

I should get rid of that.

No, no. D., it's okay.

- I know you don't like it.
- D., it's your bike.

Keep it.

I have some e-mails I need to attend
to before tomorrow, so I should go.

I had a great time tonight.

So did I.

You want to go out tomorrow?

If you would like, sure.

Good night.

Good night.

~ Willow's Team ~

Excellent job, Haneen.

Just keep your eyes on the pencil
to know how hard to hold it.

As you get feeling back,
it'll be easier.

Wow, that's great.

{\pos(192,225)}I am glad my name is not long.

{\pos(192,225)}- Your hand is healing beautifully.
- Yes, it is.

{\pos(192,235)}Just don't be afraid to use it, Haneen.
You keeping up with your knitting?

{\pos(192,235)}Yes, I remember all you say.

{\pos(192,235)}Come on.

{\pos(192,235)}- Thank you, Mrs. Sherwood.
- You're very welcome.

{\pos(192,235)}Don't forget to study
for your S.A.T.s.

- When does Haneen go back to Iraq?
- Saturday. Do you believe it?

{\pos(192,235)}- She can't stay longer?
- No. Her visa expires.

{\pos(192,235)}So I'm flying with
her to Frankfurt,

{\pos(192,235)}and then an army escort
takes her on to Iraq.

Aren't you hosting some kind of
big dinner party this weekend?

{\pos(192,235)}Friday. Michael's
first brigade commander

{\pos(192,235)}and some members from the
old unit here on post.

And you fly out the next morning.
You're gonna be wiped.

- I'll sleep on the plane.
- Yeah, air force transport. Good luck.

{\pos(192,235)}Well, I can't let
Haneen fly alone,

{\pos(192,225)}and General Mayfield
is only here one day.

{\pos(192,225)}What am I supposed to do?

So you're gonna leave Emmalin
and Michael here alone.

Wanna come over and referee?

No. Thanks.

{\pos(192,225)}I actually have to go. I have
someone coming to look at my bike.

What's wrong with it?

{\pos(192,235)}It's for sale.

For sale?
You love that motorcycle.

Yeah, but I love Frank more.

{\pos(192,195)}10 bucks says I'll put more rounds
in center mass than you today.

{\pos(192,225)}I didn't know you
had 10 bucks to lose.

{\pos(192,225)}Look who's talking.

{\pos(192,225)}I'm not the one supporting a wife,
two kids and a dog,

{\pos(192,225)}like some suckers.

{\pos(192,225)}Good morning, soldiers.

{\pos(192,225)}At ease.

{\pos(192,185)}Corporal Leblanc, I just submitted
my letter of recommendation.

{\pos(192,225)}I expect soon we'll be
calling you Sergeant Leblanc.

Thank you, ma'am,

{\pos(192,225)}but I'd feel a whole lot better if
this board didn't include a Q. and A.

{\pos(192,225)}I'm sure you'll do fine.

{\pos(192,225)}What about you, P.F.C. Day?
Any plans to put in for specialist?

No, ma'am.
Corporal Leblanc's the go-getter.

I'm just a joe.

{\pos(192,225)}Don't sell yourself short.
You did a fine job in the M.R.X.

Thank you, ma'am.

Carry on.

{\pos(192,225)}"Fine job."
I died on cue.

{\pos(192,225)}Of course, Burton wouldn't be the first
woman to think of my death as a plus.

As you can see,

Finn's work is near
to all incomplete.

{\pos(192,185)}His drawings are pretty good.

Ms. Leblanc,
your boy is sweet as sugar,

but I'm afraid his mind hops around
like a flea on a dog's belly.

{\pos(192,225)}He has an active imagination.

It may be more than that.

What do you mean?

Finn may have what's called
Attention Deficit Disorder.

I know what A.D.D. is,

and nobody has ever said
that about Finn before.

It could be that,
or it could be...

he's just a bit slow,
bless his heart.

Wait.

Finn is the sharpest
one in our whole family.

He can tell you the batting average of
every player on the Atlanta Braves.

I forgot my grocery
list one time,

and he recited it back to me right
down to the unbleached flour.

Many children with limitations

still shine
at a few simple things.

Are you seriously saying there
is something wrong with my son?

I'm saying that we'd
like to test him.

- Yeah.
- Lunch.

- My treat.
- What's the catch?

- Just my way of saying thanks.
- For what?

You notice how many new referrals
we've gotten since I had the good sense

- to bring you in as partner?
- I see.

- This is about your good judgment.
- Absolutely.

So I've been thinking...

Ah! Here it comes.

How about you take over
my wednesday group?

I fooled you, didn't I?

Look, we've got more needs
cases than funds right now,

so unless you plan on running
this show by candlelight,

one of us has to beat
the bushes for donations.

Let me guess...

No offense, brother, but I got it
all over you in the charm department.

And I wouldn't turn over my
wednesday group to just anyone.

Understand?

Got it.

Well, how about I sit in next
week and get a feel for the room?

That's my plan.

Hey. It's a good sandwich.

Next one's on you.

What is S.A.T.?

Scholastic Aptitude Test...

Otherwise known as
a massive pain.

Every high school student has to
take it in order to go to college.

So it's important.

Big-time.

A high score helps you
get into a good school.

One of the best universities
in Iraq is in Mosul.

My father go there.

I hope to go there, too.

What's... Mosul like?

It's where my aunt
and uncle live.

It's beautiful.

Many mosques and castles and...

and I spend more time to
fix mistakes than to knit.

You have to concentrate.
You'll... learn.

Mom...

we cannot let Haneen
go back to Iraq.

What? Why not?

She's gonna get killed.

I never said Iraq
still isn't dangerous,

but the country is making significant
strides towards stabilization.

That is political propaganda.

Well, it is!

{\pos(192,235)}I think I'm a little better informed
on this subject than you are, Emmalin.

{\pos(192,235)}Michael, I am worried.
The story Emmalin found

{\pos(192,235)}says even after translators have been
killed, their families are in danger.

- That's possible, yeah.
- Then she has to stay here.

I don't think that's an option.

U.S. immigration standards
are extremely rigid.

Dad, you're a general.

There are limits to what
even a general can do.

Does Haneen want to stay?

Has anyone even asked her?

I saw those incompletes
on Finn's papers,

and my heart just sank.

That was the way my
schoolwork used to look.

Well, Roxy,
you had a learning disability.

Yeah, but I didn't
know that then.

I just thought I was stupid.

What if Finn has what I've got?

Better to know
now and get help.

I'm just rembering what Finn said
when he first got glasses...

"I didn't know there were so
many leaves on the trees."

What if there's something
really wrong with him?

I want to go home.

But, Haneen, it's dangerous.

I know.

I am afraid to go,

but I am more afraid I never
see my aunt and uncle again.

It won't be forever.
Just until Mosul is safe.

And when is that?

And what about my
aunt and uncle?

If it's not safe for me,
then not safe for them.

Can you bring them here?

I wish I could.

I want to go home.

Emmalin, will you and Haneen wait
outside for a moment, please?

You heard what she said.

I guess there's
nothing we can do.

Emmalin, your father
and I are talking.

I'm a part of this
conversation, too.

No, actually, you are not.

If it's about Haneen, I am.

We cannot let her go back.

- What can we do?
- She wants to go home.

Are you kidding me? You tell me
all the time that I'm too young

to make certain decisions.
What about her? She's only 12.

Emmalin, we're not Haneen's parents.
We're not her guardians.

We don't have the right
to just keep her here.

You can't force someone to seek asylum.
They have to request it.

You both know that
she could be killed,

and you're telling me that there
is nothing we can do about it?

What do you mean,
you sold your bike?

I mean I put it up on Craigslist,
and someone bought it.

Why?

The way you looked
at it last night--

Yeah, but, D.,
but I didn't tell you to get rid of it.

There's no need to get upset.

Well, yeah, there is. You know,
'cause somehow, somewhere down the line,

this is gonna come back
and bite me in the ass.

- That's not true.
- You're gonna wake up some morning,

you're gonna miss that bike,
and suddenly i'm the bad guy.

- Is that what you think?
- That's what you think.

No, it's not.

Look, you're all about being free,
and I'm the guy that's holding you back.

Don't put words in my mouth.

I don't think you're the bad guy.
I've just always thought of you as...

As what?

A little old-fashioned,
that's all.

- Right.
- In a good way.

And there's a good way
to be old-fashioned?

All right-- traditional.
Is that better?

You said it yourself. You know
what you like. You stick with it.

You're four wheels on the ground,
you're roast chicken every sunday.

You're predictable.

- Predictable?
- You know what I mean.

Yeah, I do.

You mean controlling
and inflexible.

- I'm not saying that.
- No, you're not.

You're using buzzwords for that.

All right, Frank,
let's not spoil the evening, okay?

I'm not the one
who sold the bike.

We have news.

I had a long talk with
your uncle in Mosul.

Yes?

It turns out he's also concerned
about the family's safety.

In fact, he's been looking for a way
out of Iraq and hasn't had any luck.

So I was right?

I called in a favor
from someone at NATO.

He's arranged for your aunt and
uncle to relocate to Turkey,

where you have extended family,
and you'll join them there.

Really? Are you serious?

- I do not go back to Iraq?
- Well, someday, but not now.

It's simply too dangerous.

You'll get back, Haneen.
I know you will.

I hope. I must get back.

Now to make this work,
there's been a change in plans.

You have a flight
for Ankara tomorrow.

- Tomorrow?
- I'll still be going with you.

- I pack my things now.
- Okay.

I'll be right there.

- I want to go with you.
- What?

- No way.
- Why not?

- You have school.
- Well, it's the weekend.

- You'll miss S.A.T.s.
- Well, I can reschedule.

You need those scores
for early decision.

I can still take them in time.

Absolutely not. You're prepped
and ready to take them now.

God. Dad, you're the one who's always
telling me I should see the world.

The inside of a C-17 and an
air force base in Turkey

- do not qualify as seeing the world.
- Mom.

Honey, I know how much
Haneen means to you,

but I agree with your father.

- Of course.
- That's not fair.

Yeah, but leaving me here...
that's totally fair.

Not bad for a couple of
broken-down paratroopers.

{\pos(192,235)}Hell of a lot easier
than it is over there--

{\pos(192,235)}that heat and... the sand.

Speaking of
which, congratulations.

{\pos(192,225)}Your Bronze Star came through.
Let me be the first.

{\pos(192,225)}Thank you, sir.

{\pos(192,225)}I read Wallace's report on your
actions in Balad. Quite a job.

{\pos(192,225)}Thank you. I was just trying
to get everybody home alive.

It takes a real leader to
throw away the playbook

and improvise the way you did.

Great... Great
situational awareness.

Thank you, sir.

It's all about being
able to adjust, right?

To know when
things aren't working.

All right, let's huddle in an hour and
finish up those evals on the M.R.X.

Want to... Frank?

Yes, sir.

- Lots of kids take tests like this.
- Okay.

It's not like a test with
a grade or anything.

It's just a way for
grown-ups to know

the best way to
teach you things.

Okay.

So don't be nervous.

I'm not nervous.

Well, what I mean is...
try your best,

but just don't worry about it.

- Hey... Ready, Finn?
- Yep.

Okay, I'll be waiting
for you, okay?

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Ready, buddy?
- Yep.

Come on.

We're gonna have a
little sit over here.

There you go.

Here's your number 2. And we're
gonna start right up here, okay?

Coffee service.

Got off early, hit the gym, thought I'd
swing by and pick up Sara Elizabeth.

Oh, thank you.

Day care's great,
but being with mama is even better.

You gonna be home for dinner, or am I
gonna have to scrounge up for myself?

I should be on time.

Um, but don't cook.
Just enjoy your time with the baby.

Let's do takeout. Chinese?

Sounds good.
I'll open a bottle of wine.

It's a date.

See ya.

Brian Day,
how's life treating you?

- Not bad.
- "Not bad" is good for a start.

Thank you.

Come on.

Something's wrong.

- You know, it's off balance.
- Yeah? I'll add some irises.

Yeah.

- What are you doing?
- What's it look like?

We made those for Claudia
Joy's dinner party.

We made hundreds of cookies.

Right, because somebody used too much
flour so we had to double the recipe.

And now I'm adjusting
for my error.

I've gotta get cleaned up.
Frank's gonna be here any minute.

I thought you looked too
pretty for party prep.

So where are you going?

No idea.
Someplace special, Frank said.

He wants to continue our
conversation from last night.

What happened last night?

I told him he
was old-fashioned.

Oops.

Yeah, I meant it
as a compliment.

No man likes to be
called "old" anything.

Men are such babies.
He'll get over it.

Just ask him to open
a jar or something.

- Way to go, Martha Stewart.
- What happened?

Measure twice, cut once?

Here, try this one.

Saved.

Afternoon, ladies.

Frank?

Hey, baby. Wanna go for a ride?

You bet.

Was that really Frank?

Okay, I'm dying to know.

- Where did this come from?
- A little shop in North Charleston.

You know what I mean.

- Hey, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em.
- Frank.

Well, let's just say it's
about situational awareness.

You gotta be flexible
in the field.

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

Well, I'm an unpredictable guy.

Okay, you win.

Where to now?

Well, you know,
I've been thinking about that.

How about home?

Yes.

"You will gain admiration
from your... pears."

You mean "peers."

It says "pears,"
like the fruit.

{\pos(192,235)}I'm sure the apples and
oranges will admire you, too.

{\pos(192,235)}I know that look. What's up?

An odd thing happened after
I left your office this afternoon.

I saw one of my soldiers there.
P.F.C. Brian Day.

He was there to see Price.

Don't know him.

Wonder why he's not seeing
a counselor on post.

Well, maybe he's afraid
of being stigmatized.

Well, he shouldn't be.

There was one vet,
told me at his last post,

they had a "hurt feelings" report tacked
up on the barracks bulletin board,

and you could check
off boxes like...

"I want my mommy"
or "I'm a crybaby."

Okay, okay,
there's still knuckle draggers around,

but the system is changing.

I'm not arguing.

All I'm saying is,
don't be surprised

if some soldiers still feel
more comfortable off post.

Well, that's fine.
But he's a soldier in my battalion.

Suppose P.F.C.
Day is unfit to deploy.

You think Price is gonna
give the army a call?

- That would violate confidentiality.
- Exactly my point.

If he was seeing
someone on post,

we would know if he was
considered unsuitable for combat.

Joan, there's nothing I can do.

- I'm not asking you to do anything.
- I think you are.

I'm just trying to
do my job, Roland.

Good morning.

Good morning.

I like waking up in your arms.

Yeah, it's been way too long.

Yeah.

You know, baby, I want to wake
up like this every morning.

What are you saying?

How about moving back in?

I won't be here to referee between
you and Emmalin, so go easy on her.

- Don't worry about us.
- I do worry about you.

We'll be fine.

But I'll miss you.

Everything is set
for the party.

The servers from protocol
know what to do.

- Give my regrets to the general.
- I will.

Oh, don't forget to take the
bread out of the freezer.

Emmalin, I know you'll be
studying for your S.A.T.s,

but it would be nice if
you could take a break

and say hello to general
Mayfield at the party.

You told me.

I'm not gonna be here to referee for
you and your father, so go easy on him.

- Tell him, not me.
- I did,

and you have to do
your part, too.

All right, time to go, ladies.

General Holden?

Thank you so much.

It was an honor, Haneen.

I have gift for you.

It's... cheerful.

Haneen, that is so sweet.

I hear it snows here sometimes.

Sometimes.

I'll wear it then.

You look on laptop for
many e-mails from me.

Yes, please.

It'll be good for
your hand to type.

Also good for my heart.

You will know when is my e-mail
because it will say, "to ukhti."

"Ukhti"?

It means, "my sister."

Oh. Please, be seated,
Ms. Leblanc.

I've never been too comfortable
in the principal's office,

so if you don't mind,
I'm just gonna stand.

Suit yourself.

I've been going over
Finn's test results,

and there is no doubt
why he's doing poorly.

That child is bored
out of his mind.

- Excuse me?
- Judging by these scores,

your son is
exceptionally gifted...

Years ahead of his classmates.

I was worried he was gonna
get held back a grade.

If anything, we need to bump
him ahead, though I don't advise it.

Well, why not?

It could be difficult
for Finn socially.

Helping him to realize his full
potential may be beyond our reach.

I think the kind of individualized
program that he needs to thrive

is best satisfied in
a private school.

So here's some information from
some in the area that I picked out.

Thanks, but private
school's expensive.

I mean, real expensive.

Well, there's financial aid,
even scholarships in certain cases.

Certain cases?
What if we don't get one?

Let's just take this
one step at a time.

Right.

Sergeant Larson!

At ease.

- How's your squad shaping up?
- Squared away, ma'am.

Outstanding.

I'm thinking Corporal
Leblanc will make sergeant.

That's my opinion, too, ma'am.

What about Day? How's he doing?

Quiet, does his duty,
keeps his nose clean.

Anything else?

I don't know what
you've heard, ma'am.

Well, I haven't heard anything.

Why don't you tell
me, Sergeant?

There was a minor incident in a
bar last month, but it was handled.

- Was it a fight?
- Not exactly.

He put his fist through
a plateglass window.

- Because?
- Girl trouble, apparently.

No charges were brought,
he took care of the damages.

Soon as I found out,
I sat him down and I set him straight.

Told him if he has a problem,
alcohol isn't the answer.

He should come to me or go
to a doc and talk it out.

Well done, Sergeant. Thank you.

Ma'am.

Hey, useless.

Help me study for the promotion board,
will ya?

- From the top?
- Yeah.

"What three words best summarize the
way to set a good leadership example?"

Be, know, do.

Be committed to the
professional army ethic.

Know your job,
yourself, your unit,

human nature.

And do instill the spirit
to achieve and win.

I'm all choked up.

Just read the
questions, please.

How are you supposed
to know that, anyway?

- Know what?
- Human nature.

How are you supposed to know what's
going on inside somebody else's head?

Hell, I don't know.
It's the answer to the question.

Just read me another one, okay?

All right.

Don't worry. That's just to let
me know that the oven is ready.

- What are you making?
- It's for the party.

Come again?

Mom left this recipe
out for the servers.

Guess she decided to
add it last-minute.

Fine. Why don't you leave
it for protocol to fix?

They know their way
around our kitchen.

So do I.

I figured I'd save
'em the trouble.

- Shouldn't you be studying?
- It's 20 minutes, dad.

What?

I don't think you need to be
worrying about the party.

Oh, my God.
I cannot believe this.

Believe what?

You're afraid I'll
screw things up.

- No. That's not it.
- Yes, it is.

You don't think that I can
follow a stupid recipe.

- Watch your tone, young lady.
- Fine!

Stop! What are you doing?

Emmalin, what are you doing?

What does it look like?

- I didn't say throw it out.
- But you meant it!

You don't think that I
can do anything right!

- May I come in?
- No.

I'm studying. See?

Except just don't expect my
scores to be as good as Amanda's

or my cooking to be
as good as Amanda's;

or anything I do to
be as good as Amanda,

because I'm not as pretty,
I'm not as smart,

and I'm certainly
not as trustworthy.

And I'm sorry, dad,
that you got stuck with the loser.

Is that what you think?

- That I want you to be Amanda?
- Just... go away.

Emmalin, that is not true.

Right.

- I love you exactly the way you are.
- No, you don't. You hate me.

Emmalin Jane, look at me.

Okay.

You want to talk about Amanda.

Let's talk about her.

Your sister was born during
that first gulf war.

I was in Kuwait when I got the
call that I had a daughter.

My heart was bursting,
I was so proud.

Of course.

She was everything I hoped for.

So much like her mother--

so sweet,

radiant.

And then along comes
baby number two.

Only this time, I was there.

And I was the first person to hold you.
Did you know that?

Even before your mother.

And as much as I loved Amanda,
and lord knows I did,

that moment--
holding you, so small,

so new to this world--

that is the single most thrilling moment
I can remember, even to this day.

I looked into your
beautiful eyes,

and I fell in love with you,

and that has never changed.

And then as you
started to grow, I...

started to realize that you
weren't like your mother

or your sister.

You were more willful,
impulsive, headstrong.

What I realized is,
you were like me.

Like you?

Why do you think we
butt heads so often?

We're cut from the
same cloth, kiddo.

And these last few months
have been a nightmare for me,

because you have
been so unhappy

and I haven't known
how to help you.

And I feel like I've failed you,
baby girl.

And I'm-- I'm sorry.

No. No, dad, I'm so sorry...
for everything.

Oh, Emmalin.

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Henderson evaluation?

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Anything else?

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I forgot to take the
bread out of the freezer.

It's okay.
Your wife called.

Of course she did.

There's the guest of honor.

Son of a gun! If it isn't Mike
Holden gone gray at the temple.

You look nearly wise.

- I hear that comes with the next star.
- Oh, don't count on it.

Mary Louise,
you look wonderful.

Thank you. We're sorry that
Claudia Joy couldn't be here.

As is she.

Well, would you look at that?

You remember Emmalin.

I remember a little scamp who used
to out-bat my boys at t-ball,

but surely this can't be her.

One and the same, sir.

Mrs. Mayfield,
it's a pleasure to see you again.

Thank you, dear.

It seems that Emmalin has inherited all
of her mother's intelligence and charm.

I was afraid you might've
taken after your old man.

- Not all the time.
- Come on, the bar is open.

- Hi. Lovely to see you.
- Hi. Thank you.

Maybe we can cancel the cable.

That won't make much of a dent.

Hell, even if I make sergeant,

private school's gonna be
impossible without a scholarship.

I know.

You know, state college is a
lot cheaper than these places.

Who knew we had a little
Einstein on our hands?

And from my gene pool, no less.

Let me pass the sergeant's test
tomorrow, and then we'll figure it out.

When the principal
said "gifted,"

I practically did cartwheels.

Now all I can think is,

what if we can't do enough?

What if we let Finn down?

Babe, I won't let that happen.

We'll find a way.

There they are. There they are.

Auntie, look at my hand.

Mrs. Holden, I am glad for you
to meet my aunt and my uncle,

Shatha and Aban Barzani.

Thank you for all you have done
for Haneen. Words cannot say.

Oh, it was our pleasure,
believe me.

Haneen, I'm sorry to rush you,
but our transportation is waiting.

- I'm afraid we must go.
- I understand.

Imagine if you can the biggest
thank-you that ever is.

That is how big I thank you.

You come back and see us.

Yes. Or you come see me.

Yes.

As salaamu 'alaikum.

Wa 'alaikum as salaam.

I don't know if we lived up
to your mother's standards,

but I'd say we did pretty well.

Well, we didn't set
the tablecloth on fire,

and nobody choked on
a stuffed mushroom.

Thanks for being
a good hostess.

I enjoyed it.

You better get to bed. What time do
you have to be up for the S.A.T.s?

Early. We should leave by 7:30.

Yeah. Actually,
I thought I'd sleep in tomorrow.

Well, dad,
how am I supposed to get there?

You're giving me the car keys?

I can trust you, right?

Right.

Good night, dad.

Good night, sweetheart.

And stay below the speed limit.

Dad!

- Back... Back.
- What?

At the risk of being
called old-fashioned,

I am carrying you
across this threshold.

Frank, last time we did this,
you were 20.

- I'll take that as a challenge.
- Yeah?

- Come on.
- Ready.

Oh, my goodness. Oh, my goodness.
You are such a beauty.

Look at you.

Welcome home... Mrs. Sherwood.

- You wanna get that?
- Sure.

Sherwood residence.

Yeah, one moment.

Major Sherwood.

Yes, sir.

Understood.

Appreciate the call.

Well, thank you for that, sir.

No.

Already?

I got my orders.
I'm going back to Iraq.

~ Willow's Team ~