[A pregnant lady comes into the frame.]
NINA: [to Dr. Brown] I see you met my resident horticulture list. [to Samuel] Honey, why don't go inside? It's cold. [to Dr. Brown] Nina Feeney and that monster was Samuel. We're your neighbors.
DR. BROWN: Well, that's a weird coincidence 'cause I'm your neighbor.
[Nina laughs a little.]
NINA: Dr. Brown, right?
DR. BROWN: Please, Andy. And how did you...
NINA: Oh, small town, Andy. Now, if you excuse me, I have to ship him off to day care but it was nice meeting you.
DR. BROWN: Nice to meet you, Nina.
[Cut to the local high school which, in a later episode, we'll find out is called County High. Ephram is arriving and we can hear some kids gossip about him.]
TEEN #1: Nice hair color, too.
[A lot of other teens cackle in the way teenagers do when they're making fun of someone. Ephram walks by them.]
TEEN #1: Hey freak, what's with your hair, man? What? Did they run out of green at the store?
TEEN #2: Hey you, my friend here asked you a question. Where's your manners?
EPHRAM: Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't understand. You see, I don't speak dumb-ass. Since obviously you do, maybe you can translate for me.
[Cut to up on the bench. A girl, Amy, smiles and watches Ephram walk away. Then she jumps down and grabs her bookbag. Then she tries to catch up with Ephram.]
[Cut to the interior of County High.]
[Amy catches up to Ephram.]
AMY: Hey.
EPHRAM: Hey.
AMY: You were bold out there.
EPHRAM: Oh, it was strategy, really.
AMY: Strategy?
EPHRAM: I find it best when dealing with any unfamiliar bully, strike her with sarcasm. Yeah, it makes them wonder if I have some butt-kicking power ass that they're unable to detect.
AMY: Wow. You have really thought this out.
EPHRAM: Yeah, well, spend as much time in a gym locker as me, you'd have a few theories of your own.
AMY: Were they really that terrible to you in New York?
EPHRAM: How'd you know I was from New York?
AMY: That new doctor who just moved here. He's your father, right?
EPHRAM: Yeah, if you use the term "father" loosely.
AMY: Ever since that article in Time, he's the only one anyone can talk about around here.
EPHRAM: Yeah? What do they say?
AMY: Mostly, they just wonder why he came.
EPHRAM: Oh. If they figure it out, let me know.
AMY: You really don't know why you came here?
EPHRAM: Wacked, I know.
AMY: I think it's wild. Sometimes, I wonder if my dad is the most boring man alive.
[Bell rings.]
AMY: There's the bell. We should have lunch... sometime.
[Amy starts to walk off.]
EPHRAM: Wait.
[Amy turns around.]
EPHRAM: What's your name?
AMY: Amy. And I like your hair.
[They both go their separate ways to class and look back at each other.]
[Cut to Dr. Brown with a woman, Brenda Baxworth, the realtor on a street in Everwood. Dr. Brown looks around.]
BRENDA: Now, if you like the house, you will adore these offices.
DR. BROWN: Mrs. Baxworth, why is everyone staring at us?
BRENDA: Oh, not us. You. You're quite the celebrity in town.
DR. BROWN: Celebrity?
BRENDA: Oh my, yes. There's quite a bit of chatter about what brings you to our corner of the wide, wide world.
DR. BROWN: Saw it on a map.
[Brenda laughs incessantly during her next line.]
BRENDA: Hah. "Saw it on a map." Such a kidder. Seriously though, I don't want to pry but everyone is wondering what kind of practice you'll set up here. There's even been some talk that you're here to do some top secret brain research.
DR. BROWN: I'm just opening up a general practice. Why? Is there a problem with that?
BRENDA: Uh, you are aware that we already have a family doctor in town.
DR. BROWN: Oh, I assumed there must be. But surely, a town can use two
BRENDA: Of course, we can.
