DR. BROWN: Older, for a new parent.
NINA: She tried for a number of years to get pregnant and when she found she couldn't, it took her a few more to save up for a surrogate. Catch 22 for that point is that she had to find a surrogate who was OK with her age.
DR. BROWN: Well, she's lucky she found you. You're giving her an incredible gift.
NINA: It goes both ways, I guess. I'm not a saint, Andy, and... political beliefs aside, a big part of me did this for the money. I'm hoping that if my husband and I have some real savings in the bank to pay off some loans, maybe he'll stay home more than a few weeks a year. Constant travelling's not really the best thing for a marriage. And I'm not a single parent by choice.
DR. BROWN: Me neither.
[Cut to County High. Wendell is waiting by a locker when Ephram arrives.]
WENDELL: You're late.
[Wendell hands Ephram a sheet of music.]
EPHRAM: Who told you I played piano? And what makes you think I like Amy? And why am I following you?
[Wendell and Ephram make it to a door.]
WENDELL: This is where the swans rehearse. I was able to call in a favor and give their pianist an acute case of carpal tunnel.
EPHRAM: What?
WENDELL: That's my business, Brown. I trade in favors. In this case, the piano player gets a collector's baseball card and you get a chance to impress Amy.
EPHRAM: And what do you get?
WENDELL: The satisfaction of knowing that I can change people's destinies... and a DVD player.
[Ephram shoots him a look.]
WENDELL: Don't ask. Of course you will have to deal with Miss Baxworth. She's the windbag beneath their wings.
[Ephram looks through the window and spots Amy rehearsing. He goes in but takes a little too long. Wendell pushes the door, bumping Ephram inside.]
BRENDA: [to Ephram] Are you the sub? Where have you been?
EPHRAM: Oh I, I, I just, got the music.
BRENDA: Oh, well for God's sakes, come sit down. Let's take it from measure 14. [to the swans] OK good good good, everybody up up up.
[Amy gets a shock to see Ephram.]
BRENDA: We're gonna take it from the entrance of Rot Bart, that's red beard in German alright? Lizzie, your arms. Arms up, up. Ashley, Ashley, reach. You're a swan, not a duck. Alright, maestro.
[Ephram starts playing. Ephram and Amy continually swap glances.] {Ephram's playing is exceptionally good, by the way.}
[Cut to Everwood Elementary. Delia's sitting alone playing with the yo-yo. Magilla walks around from the corner and snatches it from her as he walks past.]
DELIA: Ow! Give it back!
MAGILLA: Bite me, pinhead.
DELIA: It's my brother's!
MAGILLA: Who cares? Tell your daddy to buy him another one. You're rich.
DELIA: No, we're not!
MAGILLA: Yeah right, then how come your dad doesn't charge people? He can buy five thousand million more of these.
[Delia just turns back and crosses her arms in anger.]
[Cut back to Ephram playing the piano.]
BRENDA: You're swans, swans. Chins up. Chins up, yes.
[The girls are dancing around with their hands in the air.] {Sorry, I don't know ballet.}
BRENDA: Yes. Yes. Oh, alright.
[Ephram stops as Brenda starts clapping.]
BRENDA: [to the girls] I'm clapping as the audience, not as me, I have *much* higher standards than this. See you all right after school. And Ephram, that was super. I'll see you at 3:30, the left hand needs work.
