NARRATOR: It may not seem so at first glance, but a lot changes in small towns. Take for instance Everwood's first local bank. It burned down in '66. And they never rebuilt it. Everwood's first gas station was Sinclair Pump and Engine. We have a Mobil now... and you pump your own gas. And of course you all know what happened to the Train Depot. Which brings me to this bridge.
[Cut to an old photograph of the kissing bridge.]
NARRATOR: Legend has it, the bridge was built by a young man and woman who lived on opposite sides of the river.
[The photographs fades into what the bridge looks like today.]
NARRATOR: The two fell in love and constructed the bridge so they could meet in the middle and share what would be their first kiss.
[The camera reveals a young guy riding his bike along the edge of the river toward the bridge.]
NARRATOR: From that day on it was known, appropriately enough, as "The Kissing Bridge". Now, if people had just stuck to kissing, Dr. Brown may have been able to avoid one heck of a crisis. But I-I'm getting ahead of myself. The point is, Everwood's gone through a whole lot of changes both inside and out. But the Kissing Bridge has stood the test of time. Evidence, I guess, that some things are built to last...
[The boy on the bike goes over the bridge and gets about half way over when the boards underneath him give way and he falls through the bridge into the water.]
NARRATOR: ...and some things, aren't.
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[Cut to the Brown Family Clinic. Dr. Brown is treating the boy who fell through the bridge. The kid has his arm bandaged up.]
DR. BROWN: How's that feel Joe?
JOE: You're not supposed to fall through a bridge.
DR. BROWN: At one point is a design flaw in the structure, yes. But you lucked out.
JOE: I fractured my arm in three places, if I was any luckier, I'd be dead.
DR. BROWN: Hey, it was just your arm. I once treated a man who fell through his own floor. It was a three-story brownstone in Greenwich Village. The wood was rotten and he crashed right through. That guy broke both his arms and suffered multiple cranial contusions. Make you feel any better?
JOE: Much.
[Edna knocks on the door.]
EDNA: Sorry to interrupt, but the Clarks are waiting for you in the next room.
DR. BROWN: Thanks Edna. [to Joe] Avoid using that arm for the next couple of days and ah, just to be safe, why don't you avoid using bridges as well.
JOE: Will do, Doc.
DR. BROWN: Atta boy.
[Joe leaves and Dr. Brown enters another examining room where the Clarks are waiting.]
DR. BROWN: How you feeling today, Susie?
SUSIE: Pretty good.
[Teenaged Susie is sitting with her mother. Both women seem in high spirits. Susie is sucking on a lollipop.]
MRS. CLARK: The antibiotics you prescribed really seem to be doing the trick.
DR. BROWN: Well... we may have jumped the gun on that prescription, Mrs. Clark, which is why I called you in. The lab reports on Susie's culture came back and it looks like she doesn't have strep-throat after all.
MRS. CLARK: So it's just a regular cold?
DR. BROWN: Not exactly. Ah, perhaps Susie and I should talk alone first and then um...
MRS. CLARK: Well, why would you want to do that?
SUSIE: Yeah, I don't care.
DR. BROWN: OK then. It looks like you may have contracted an STD, Susie.
MRS. CLARK: A what?
DR. BROWN: A sexually transmitted disease.
SUSIE: But, how is that possible? I've never even had sex. I'm, like, a total virgin.
