[Ephram thinks it over and seems to agree to go.]
[Cut to Edna getting her jacket off the coat hook in Dr. Brown's office. Dr. Brown is working on something.]
EDNA: Well, if that's it for the patients, I'm outtie 5000.
DR. BROWN: Hold on a second there, Edna.
EDNA: You wanna talk about something?
DR. BROWN: Yes, I do.
EDNA: I wasn't entirely forthcoming regarding my previous employment.
DR. BROWN: Hardly.
EDNA: I should have told you old tight-ass was my son. Apologies, Sparky.
DR. BROWN: Edna, I'm happy to have you here but if you're working for me is part of some kinda revenge scheme...
EDNA: Heck, no. I need the gig. [a beat] Though, I gotta admit, I did kinda enjoy the look on that sour apple's face this morning.
[Edna chuckles.]
DR. BROWN: You wanna tell me what happened?
EDNA: His pop's died two years ago. I got re-hitched not long thereafter. It caused quite a scandal in the community and Junior thought it was effecting his business. Not to mention he never was too crazy about the new beau so he cut back my hours and I quit.
DR. BROWN: How soon after did you remarry?
EDNA: Two months.
DR. BROWN: Two months?
EDNA: Do I strike you as the mourning type?
DR. BROWN: No, not really.
EDNA: Anyway, I knew where Junior was coming from. He worshipped his pops. Never got on with him though. But he sure did worship him. You know, the truth is they were exactly alike.
DR. BROWN: Do you think it's possible? That a father and son who don't get along can actually have something in common?
EDNA: In my experience, when a father and son don't get along, it usually means they've got everything in common.
[Dr. Brown takes this, thinking about his and Ephram's relationship. Bus horn honks.]
EDNA: There's my hunk of a burnin' love as we speak. See you on the flipside, Doctor Rune-y.
DR. BROWN: So long, Edna.
[Edna exits the office. Dr. Brown walks over to the window and sees Edna embrace Irv and give him a kiss on the lips. Edna and Irv go on the bus. We then cut back to Dr. Brown watching them.]
[Cut to the hospital in Denver. We see a guy (Colin) in a coma and Ephram and Amy outside his room, looking in.]
EPHRAM: So this is your boyfriend.
AMY: Ephram Brown, meet Colin Hart.
[Amy faces away from the door.]
AMY: Colin lived down the block from me. We did everything together. He was the first boy that I ever hated. The first boy I ever hit. Kissed. Bright and him were best friends. They were always getting into trouble and last Fourth of July, they decided to swipe Colin's dad's truck and go for a joy ride. Colin drove. There was an accident. Bright was thrown from the vehicle. He doesn't remember what happened. And by the time he and the ambulance got there, Colin had fallen unconscious. He hasn't woken up ever since. [looks over to Ephram] Every night, I'd pray for a miracle but nothing happens. When I heard about your dad coming to town, I thought if anyone could help him, it'd be him, right? I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings, Ephram. I was going to tell you. I just didn't know how.
[Cut to the Brown kitchen. Dr. Brown is making dinner. Delia comes in and sits on a stool.]
DELIA: It smells good in here.
DR. BROWN: Which even in itself, is a success.
DELIA: What are you cooking?
DR. BROWN: Only the finest in Tuck Cuisine. Re-heated Kentucky Fried Chicken.
[Dr. Brown takes the dish out of the oven and Delia hops off the stool.]
DELIA: I'm going to set the table.
DR. BROWN: Oh, wait Delia. You know, this could be my first edible meal. Why don't you go down to the basement and get the silverware? I'll get the fine china.
DELIA: OK.
[Delia exits. Dr. Brown walks through the kitchen and dining room to get the living room where the fine china is. He sees Ephram putting away his bike without looking at him.]
DR. BROWN: He never even looks me in the eyes anymore.
[Dr. Brown walks over to a mirror. Julia's there on the couch.]
JULIA: It's because you don't talk to him.
DR. BROWN: I talk to him.
JULIA: You talk at him. Try asking him how his day was. Try listening.
[Dr. Brown talks over to the couch.]
DR. BROWN: Delia's so much easier.
JULIA: She's four, Andy.
DR. BROWN: It doesn't matter. She's always known how much I love her. Somehow, I've never been able to get that message through to him.
[Dr. Brown sits down on the couch.]
JULIA: Well, call me an optimist but this is one case, Doctor, that isn't terminal.
[Julia puts down the thing she was working on.]
JULIA: Hey, guess what? I figured it out.
