BRIGHT: Did my sister forget to tell you? My dad's the real doctor in this town.
DR. ABBOTT: C'mon, let's go, kids. Before I set up another head example.
[Bright goes out first, followed by Dr. Abbott and lastly Amy. Before Amy goes, she glances back at Ephram.]
DR. BROWN: C'mon.
[Cut to outside the Brown house. Dr. Brown parks his sports utility vehicle and turns it off.]
[Cut to the interior of the car. Dr. Brown and Ephram both take off their seat belts. Ephram seems pissed at something.]
DR. BROWN: So, what do you gotta say for yourself?
EPHRAM: Give it up.
DR. BROWN: You know, Ephram, I thought you changed. I thought that if we moved here, you'd stop with the fighting. With the acting out.
EPHRAM: You know, I got this black eye because of you. Dick.
[Cut to an exterior view of the car. Ephram and Dr. Brown get out of the car.]
DR. BROWN: You keep talking to me like that and you'll get yourself another one.
[During the following line, Dr. Brown takes Ephram's bike out of the trunk of the vehicle.]
EPHRAM: You said you were crazy. And, uh, news flash! You are. All right, you quit your job and grow this ugly-ass beard. You look like you wear your clothes and you move us to the middle of Nowheres-ville, U.S.A.! And why? For what reason? Because someone told you it was pretty once? And if that's not enough, you talk to Mom like she's still here. Yeah, I've seen you and Delia too. So what do I have to say for myself? What do you have to say for yourself?
DR. BROWN: I can't believe you think my beard is ugly.
EPHRAM: Mom never would have done this to us! She never would have moved us here and gone crazy.
DR. BROWN: Don't be so sure about that!
EPHRAM: I am sure! All right? I knew her. You didn't know her. You were never around. We all just tolerated you!
DR. BROWN: Hey, that's pretty good! What else you got?
EPHRAM: I wish you died instead of her!
DR. BROWN: Well, I wish I did too, you little bastard!
EPHRAM: I HATE YOU!
DR. BROWN: Well, I hate you right back! Now get in that house!
EPHRAM: I'm going for a little ridin'.
[Ephram grabs his bike.]
DR. BROWN: Oh yeah?
EPHRAM: Yeah!
[Ephram rides off.]
DR. BROWN: At some point, you're getting back in that house!
[Dr. Brown looks up and notices that Nina just witnessed that lovely display of affection back there. Nina waves.]
DR. BROWN: I run a tight ship.
NINA: So I've noticed. You wanna a cup of coffee?
DR. BROWN: Only it's spiked.
[Dr. Brown starts walking towards Nina's house.]
[Cut to Nina pouring some coffee in her kitchen. Dr. Brown is sitting down at the table.]
DR. BROWN: I want to, uh, apologize for that awful display of parenting techniques. I'm just recently becoming familiar with them.
NINA: Well, the only thing harder than being a parent is a single one.
DR. BROWN: Are you, uh...
NINA: Single? No. I have a husband. A wonderful, funny, and caring man whose only flaw is that he travels eight months a year traveling, selling computer software.
[Samuel comes into the room and grabs something.]
NINA: Woah! Where do you think you're going?
[Samuel lets out a bad cough.]
DR. BROWN: That's a pretty nasty cough.
NINA: Yeah. He's had it for a month. Dr. Abbott thought it was a chest cold but the medicine doesn't seem to be taking.
DR. BROWN: He's not getting any better?
NINA: But he's not getting any worse either.
[Nina gets up and Dr. Brown examines Samuel a little more.]
DR. BROWN: Hey, what's you got in the bag?
SAMUEL: [quietly] A shovel.
DR. BROWN: A shovel. You know a lot. [sees Samuel's awful-looking red hands] Yeah, what's this here?
NINA: All right, finish it up, big guy.
[Nina gives Samuel his medicine and he doesn't seem to care for the taste.]
SAMUEL: Oh, yuck!
[Nina kisses Samuel's head.]
NINA: All right, go visit your plants.
[Samuel exits.]
DR. BROWN: You know, my wife was the perfect parent. And that's not just for visionary assistance. She really was. Julia knew what to say, what to do, when to talk to them, when to ignore them. Do you know what the form of magnum is?
NINA: Should I?
