প্রথম 200টি লাইন।
Okay, if you're gonna force me.
No one's forcing you.
You can stop anytime.
So, Robert, your latest book's
on top of the bestseller list, huh?
Yeah, it's creeping up there.
My agent's really been pushing it.
Little Sully here could care less about bestsellers.
Oh, maybe she doesn't read your books, but the rest of us do.
And I thank you.
Seriously, those books
have helped Julia and I manage our money.
You should be proud.
To Robert, America's next financial guru.
To Robert. Pretty soon, you're gonna have
your own TV show, syndicated radio program.
No chance of that.
Nothing's gonna pull me away from my family.
Hey, where did Sarah run off to?
I haven't seen her since we sang happy birthday.
I can't keep track of her.
She's always running around.
She's probably digging in her garden.
Well, that's what you get for marrying a girl off the farm.
It's working out pretty well for me so far.
Hey! Let's take the boat out!
What is she doing?
I think she wants to take the boat out.
The dock is rotten.
We're hoping to have it fixed by next week.
Honey, get off the dock!
You can hardly wait for that baby brother, huh?
I'm more excited about the baby than she is.
That's 'cause you don't have to carry
the little monster around for the next nine months.
Captain Robert Benson!
You! Boat! Now!
Looks like I'm gonna have to run down there
and pull her off that dock myself.
Captain Robert Benson!
I am getting in this boat!
Woman: Sarah, Sarah!
Sarah, breathe!
Sarah! Sarah?
Sarah? Sarah?
Please.
Please, Sarah.
Please? Please, God.
Please?
Breathe!
Sarah.
- Oh, God. - ( coughs )
Okay!
- ( siren ) - Oh, thank God.
It's all right.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
My word, the recluse!
Robert, what cave did you crawl out of?
Hello, Debbie. How's New York?
It's not as healthy as Storm Lake.
Everything okay?
Well, I'm gonna be late on the pages.
It'll take me a couple more days.
Also, I want to cut the fourth chapter.
I read it last night. I think it's unnecessary.
I'll pass it along to the publisher.
Very excited about the book, Robert.
I think I can help a lot of people with this one.
Ever the crusader.
Is everything okay otherwise?
Meaning?
Meaning I am your oldest friend, Robert.
Clean and sober, Deb.
I'll have the new draft in a couple of days.
Love you.
Love you.
You're gonna love it. You can't even tell it's organic.
We loved the cookies you made last week.
Oh, thanks. Maybe I'll make 'em next week.
He doesn't believe they're sugarless.
Well, technically, he's right.
I mean, I use honey, but it's my own honey.
So there's no refined sugars in there, I promise.
- Awesome. Thank you. - Thanks, guys.
Okay. I'm gonna start packing up.
Thanks, Charlie.
I think we did really well this week.
Yeah. All the gluten-free stuff went fast.
Either this town's getting hip,
or it actually tastes good.
Or maybe both.
Mm-mm. This town is not hip.
Mommy!
Hi.
Are you done yet?
Almost. Why?
You know why. My party.
Party? Is it your birthday?
Come on!
Do you wanna see one of your presents now?
Can I?
A bike! My own bike!
With tassels and everything.
I thought we said we'd wait another year.
I know, but all of her friends have bikes,
and I couldn't resist.
But we've talked about this.
You know exactly what happens to her blood sugar level.
Robert, it's her birthday.
Daddy, isn't it the coolest?
It's the coolest.
Those training wheels aren't coming off
till you graduate college, though.
Dad, I'll be an old lady.
Hi, Mr. Benson.
Hey, Charlie. How'd our local farmers do today?
I don't know about these other hicks, but we killed it.
Yeah. We almost sold out of all the pies,
and I sold all my honey.
That's amazing. Do you need any help?
No, I've got Charlie. It's okay. You can take her back.
Get her ready for the party.
I'm sorry about the bike.
I really couldn't help it.
And we have to trust her at some point.
You're right.
Kids have bikes.
All right, Sully, let's get ready for your party.
And don't worry.
I got her a helmet, knee pads.
I also got her a suit of armor.
Ha ha ha. Very funny.
Bye.
- Bye. - Bye.
Guys, slow down! No running!
The more they run around, the better they sleep.
I'm gonna be the one that needs the sleep.
Well, you can't stop them anyway,
so live and let live, I say.
Yeah, tell that to Robert.
I'm telling you, Julia,
he babies that girl way more than I do.
He checks her blood sugar like every five minutes
and doesn't even trust the test.
Well, he's just scared, that's all.
Yeah, but I don't know. Something's different.
Jerry said he stopped drinking.
Yeah. No, yeah, he did.
I don't know what he did,
but he hasn't had a drink in like six months.
Good for him.
Yeah. I think it's the day, too.
You know, he remembers the accident
and still can't forgive himself.
That was five years ago.
Believe me, I've moved on.
But, you know, he's just not there yet.
Hey, how's the baby search going?
Robert: Sarah!
I'd get out here.
Someone's about to open their presents without you.
We'll be there in a minute.
Actually, the agency called,
and they have a new birth mother they want us to meet.
Robert's hated them all, right?
Yeah. I mean, I haven't been too crazy
about any of them either,
but apparently this woman
is really just jumping at the chance to meet us, so...
Well, maybe she's the one.
I hope so. I really think another baby
will bring the old Robert back.
I remember that guy.
He used to dance around this kitchen to corny old music.
Yeah.
Seems like a million years ago.
Well, we pulled that off, another year.
All those kids.
She never stopped running around.
No wonder she passed out like a log.
A happy log.
You seem distracted.
Oh, it's this deadline.
I have to get the book to the publisher
by the end of the month.
So it's just the book then?
Okay, Sarah, you know it's the day.
It always has this effect on me.
Yeah, but maybe every year gets a little easier.
That's just it.
I think it's actually getting worse.
I can still picture the accident like it was yesterday.
You shouldn't--
I knew the dock was rotten.
Robert, stop beating yourself up.
You know what happens.
I'm trying.
I believe you.
It's not just you I'm thinking about.
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