NARRATOR: Everyone has a touchstone. A last line of defense against the mayhem and sorrow of this world. For some people in Everwood, that person is Dr. Gretchen Trott.
[The main street. Various townspeople are helping Dr. Trott park her vehicle on the side of the road. Dr. Abbott is trying to get to work and notices Dr. Trott is parking in his usual spot. He beeps the horn.]
LYRICS: Mr. Big Stuff / You're never gonna get my love
DR. ABBOTT: Hello?! Oh, no. Oh come on! Son of a...
LYRICS: ...and because you wear / All those fancy clothes / Oh yeah / And drive a big fine car / Oh yes you do now / Do you think I can't afford / To give you my love...
[He finds another park not too far away. Dr. Brown pulls in next to him and they synchronistically exit.]
DR. BROWN: What is that thing? Blood van? Ice cream truck? Book mobile?
DR. ABBOTT: [exhales] Shrink mobile!
NARRATOR: Of course, not all of Everwood is worshipped at the shrine of this particular recreational vehicle.
[Dr. Abbott pushes his way through the crowd.]
DR. ABBOTT: Excuse us. Coming through.
DR. BROWN: So Everwood has its own psychiatrist?
DR. ABBOTT: A psychologist. With a Masters in Social Work.
[Dr. Trott comes out.]
DR. ABBOTT: Good morning, Gretchen.
DR. TROTT: Well, hello. Nice to see you again, Dr. Abbott.
DR. ABBOTT: Gretchen, is it my imagination or did we not discuss, in detail, at the time of your last visit oh when was that? Easter? The desirability of your finding a more convenient place to see patients.
DR. TROTT: Well, I believe you did make certain views known. I might call it a rumination more than a conversation.
DR. ABBOTT: Well... whether you remember it or not, you need to move this eyesore so that I can park *my* car in my regular space.
DR. TROTT: Well I believe that this is the most convenient location for most of my patients, so in the absence of any official signage, I think I'll continue to station myself here.
DR. ABBOTT: Did you hear a word I just said?
DR. TROTT: I heard you use territorialism to establish superiority. While I can respect a narcissistic impulse, I'm under no obligation to cater to it.
DR. BROWN: I don't believe we've met, Dr. Trott. I'm Andy Brown.
DR. ABBOTT: [snarky] Speaking of narcissists.
DR. TROTT: THE Andy Brown?
DR. BROWN: The one and only.
DR. TROTT: [fumbling] Well, i-it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm, well... I'm actually a bit of a fan. I recently rediscovered your '97 article on distinguishing psychological from organic mental disorders. I have to tell you, I found your analysis even more insightful upon second reading.
[Dr. Abbott fumbles, obviously jealous.]
DR. BROWN: Let me just say it's a pleasure to meet a person who's providing such a valuable service to this community and I would be delighted to park my car down the street for the duration of your stay.
DR. TROTT: Oh, well, thank you. Thank you very much. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to prepare to see my patients.
[She motions someone to enter.]
DR. BROWN: [to Dr. Abbott] I like her!
DR. ABBOTT: You would. Oh how could anyone in their right mind take that nomadic quack's insights seriously.
[Brenda Baxworth comes running down the street toward the motor home, pushing the two doctors out the way.]
BRENDA: Dr. Trott! I'm not too late, am I? Dr. Trott? Oh hi!
[Dr. Abbott gives up and walks away. Dr. Brown smiles.]
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