[Ephram gives a smirk.]
BRENDA: [to the girls] OK, let's get out of here before the hockey players come in.
[Amy comes over.]
AMY: Hello... why have you kept this top secret?
EPHRAM: What are you talking about? I told you I played.
AMY: Not like this. How long have you studied?
EPHRAM: Probably about as long as you've danced. You're pretty amazing yourself.
AMY: Ephram... what are you doing tonight? My friend Kayla's having a birthday party. Do you wanna go?
EPHRAM: Why? Do you need somebody to play 'happy birthday'?
AMY: Come on, you'll be my guest.
EPHRAM: I don't know. Me. Your friends. Lit candles in the same room.
AMY: You don't know them, Ephram. And they don't know you... yet. Give 'em a chance, at worst, you get some free cake and an evening with me.
EPHRAM: Yeah, O-OK. Sure. Yeah I-I'll go.
AMY: Cool.
[Cut to Mama Joy's. Dr. Abbott places a large box of files in front of Dr. Brown who's eating.]
DR. BROWN: What's this?
DR. ABBOTT: Your new patient's files. I only thought it was appropriate you should have them, since I'll no longer be attending her. You'll wanna keep a close watch on Nina's potassium levels. They run a little low. And she should've had her tonsils removed years ago.
DR. BROWN: Thank you, Doctor.
[Dr. Abbott just does a slight nod but remains standing.]
DR. BROWN: Aren't you gonna sit?
DR. ABBOTT: I'll be taking my food to go. I've had my fill of afternoons in this greasy spoon with its even greasier patrons.
[Nina walks down an aisle with a coffee pot.]
NINA: More coffee, Gary?
[Gary doesn't look up at Nina and instead places his hand over his cup. Nina carries on.]
NINA: You all done, Martha?
[Martha ignores Nina.]
NINA: [to everyone] OK, everybody. What's going on? Yesterday you were treating me like George Bailey at the end of It's a Wonderful Life, and today I'm the monkey from Outbreak.
GARY: She's fifty-five, Nina.
PATRON: Fifty-five? Who's fifty-five?
MARTHA: The woman that Nina's having the baby for. She came into the drugstore last night.
PATRON: Fifty-five. That's just wrong.
MARTHA: If God wanted fifty-five year old women to have babies, he would've given us lifetime warranties on our "you know what's".
NINA: Look. She's really...
[Dr. Brown interrupts and gets up.]
DR. BROWN: Can we smile when we hear that a 75 year old man just became a father for the first time? Why is that?
NINA: I've got this one, Andy.
DR. BROWN: If biology allows a man to become a father until the day he dies, why should a woman have to give up that dream at the age of forty-five?
MARTHA: But she's fifty-five. It's...
GARY: It's not natural, Doc.
DR. BROWN: Well, who's to say what's natural? All species adapt. Female dogs have been known to nurse baby kittens. Is that natural?
PATRON: That's gotta be a New York City dog. Out here, a dog knows he's a dog.
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