WALTER: You? No. Edna, yes. We went steady in the fifth grade. She introduced me to hickies and shoplifting.
DR. BROWN: Right. Ah, Walter, I wanna see you back here in a couple of weeks, OK?
WALTER: Oh look, Doc, I can't make this a regular thing. Not if you won't take my money. Now, if you don't fancy a box of steaks, the least you can do is enjoy my boat.
DR. BROWN: That's very kind of you, Walter, but I...
WALTER: [interrupting] Everyone needs an escape, Doc.
DR. BROWN: Everwood's enough of an escape for me.
WALTER: You're gonna need to get out now and then. My Sea Breeze is a beaut. Docked at Lake Tasha. Prettiest watering hole in the county, surrounded by two thousand fifty-two acres of Evergreen bliss.
[Dr. Brown's getting mesmerized by the thought. Walter starts handing over the keys.]
WALTER: It's a little slice of heaven.
[Dr. Brown takes the keys. Walter starts walking out.]
WALTER: And ah, take some bug spray.
[On the other side of the door, Brenda Baxworth is trying to get in.]
BRENDA: [off screen] Hello?
[Brenda is at the door now.]
BRENDA: [cont'd.] We need to talk, Doctor Brown. Now!
[Cut to Everwood Elementary. It's lunchtime and the kids are eating at their tables. Delia walks out with her tray and notices all but one table are full. A lone boy is sitting at the table banging a rock on it so she sets herself there, opposite him.]
MAGILLA: That's *my* bench.
DELIA: Can't we share it?
[Delia goes to sit down and a piece of paper blows past her. She heads over and picks it up. While her back is turned, Magilla swipes her cookie from her tray and continues banging his rock innocently. She walks back and sees that her cookie is gone and looks at him. He continues what he's doing so she picks up her tray and heads to a low wall and sits by herself with her tray in her lap.]
[Cut back to the Brown Family Clinic. Dr. Brown and Brenda Baxworth are talking about Nina.]
DR. BROWN: Anyway, the point is that Nina and the child share no genetic material. Her body, essentially, incubates and nourishes.
BRENDA: Well, how does Nina's husband feel about all this nourishing?
DR. BROWN: Well, I imagine he's fine with it.
BRENDA: Fine?!? Would you like your wife go through...
[Brenda realizes what she just said.]
BRENDA: I am *so* sorry. That just slipped out.
DR. BROWN: Brenda, if you'll excuse me, I have a lot of patients waiting.
BRENDA: Nina has to be doing this for the money. They must be financially ruined. I say that you and I co-chair a fundraiser, get the community to pitch in and raise enough money so that she can buy herself out of the contract *and* get to keep the baby.
DR. BROWN: That's not an option. [to Edna] Where are my patients?
BRENDA: Then we'll raise double the money. Forget bake sale, think Monte Carlo night.
DR. BROWN: Brenda, this doesn't concern me or you. Nina's not even a patient of mine. She's just my neighbor.
BRENDA: Doctor, we're all neighbors here in Everwood. We look after each other and if you want to be one of our beloved healers...
DR. BROWN: [interrupting] This has nothing to do with healing.
[Dr. Brown tries to push Brenda out.]
DR. BROWN: [cont'd.] When you have another medical question, feel free to come back.
[Dr. Brown starts closing the door.]
DR. BROWN: [cont'd.] In fact, mail it.
[Dr. Brown closes the door on Brenda and she does not look pleased.]
[Cut to Mama Joy's. Nina is serving people.]
