[Open on mountains covered with snow. The song "Miles to Nowhere" by Cat Stevens is playing in the background. Slowly, we change to different places in Everwood like a church [possibly], Main Street, and finally the new Brown home.]
NARRATOR: Everwood, Colorado. Population, just over nine thousand and growing. Founded in 1853, this jewel of the centennial state is home to one of the country's first opera houses, oldest school minds, third largest chili cook-off, and even the occasional world famous brain surgeon.
[Cut to the kitchen of the Brown home.]
[Dr. Brown is making scrambled eggs for breakfast. Delia walks in and covers the wording on her hat.]
DR. BROWN: Aah!
DELIA: Guess.
DR. BROWN: Uh, Rangers?
[Delia takes her hand off her cap, revealing a C and R, which stands for the Colorado Rockies.]
DELIA: Nope.
[Delia sits down.]
DR. BROWN: Rockies. Somebody's acclimating.
DELIA: Huh?
DR. BROWN: Getting adjusted.
[Dr. Brown gives Delia some of the eggs he made.]
DELIA: Do I have to eat these? They don't smell right.
[Dr. Brown hunts for certain stuff in cabinets while talking. I think it's to make a lunch.]
DR. BROWN: Well, you're in luck today because we're running late. But I want you to drink every bit of that orange juice, young lady.
DELIA: Dad, Ephram read that large doses of Vitamin C cuts blood in some lab rats.
DR. BROWN: Un huh. Is that from having a medical degree?
DELIA: No.
DR. BROWN: Do I?
DELIA: I see where you're taking this.
DR. BROWN: Un huh.
[Bus horn honks twice.]
DR. BROWN: There's your bus.
[Delia starts walking toward the door but then she realizes something.]
DELIA: Where's my lunch?
DR. BROWN: Lunch. Lunch. I forgot to make it.
[Dr. Brown hands Delia some money.]
DR. BROWN: I'll tell you what. Here's some cash.
DELIA: I don't think they'll change a fifty.
DR. BROWN: OK. Here's some singles.
[Delia walks to the door. Dr. Brown follows.]
[Cut to the foyer where Delia puts her hand out, telling her father to stop.]
DR. BROWN: I forgot. You want to do this alone.
DELIA: It's a big step for me. I love you.
[Dr. Brown kneels down and Delia kisses him.]
DR. BROWN: I love you too, kiddo.
[Delia gets her stuff from the closet and then she goes outside. Dr. Brown watches from inside the house.]
[Cut to the interior of the bus. A hand opens the door and Delia starts getting on.]
IRV: Rosemary Clooney. My, my, my.
[Delia looks skeptical.]
DELIA: Uh, it's Delia Brown.
IRV: I know. Rosemary Clooney's on the radio. I take note of what's playing when a passenger hits my bus for the first time. It tells me something about 'em.
DELIA: What does Rosemary Clooney tell you?
IRV: She tells me that you and I are going get along just fine. Kids call me Mr. Irv.
[Delia goes on back to the seating area of the bus. Irv closes the door.]
[Cut to the Brown house. Ephram comes down some stairs.]
DR. BROWN: Come on, let's get you to school.
EPHRAM: I'm riding my bike.
DR. BROWN: Why? I can drive you.
EPHRAM: I appreciate the offer but it's ten years too late.
[Ephram exits. Dr. Brown puts a coat.]
[Cut to outside. Ephram gets on his bike and goes off. Dr. Brown watches, then he looks to the left and walks that way on the porch. He sees someone in with the plants of the neighbor.]
DR. BROWN: You're not a plant.
[A young boy of 3 or 4 years comes out.]
SAMUEL: I'm a boy.
