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- You know what? - Oh, crazy.

- And then he... yesterday? - Yeah?

He takes me on a hike.

Where, like in the woods?

- Yeah. - Oh, no. Nuh-uh.

Why would anyone choose to go hiking in the woods?

Uch, there's rapists out there,

and worse... no, no, no, no, worse,

coyotes and I don't know, bear shit.

Well, it was his idea.

You know, he's always coming up

with these little adventures.

I mean, it's so cute.

Yeah, yeah. He'd better be cute

if he's going to steal you away from me.

Oh, (SCOFF). Oh. Oh, here he is.

I can't wait. You're going to love him.

- Mm-hmm. I'm sure. - Hey. Hi.

Hi.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

Morton Pfefferman, Shelly Lipkin.

Mort.

Shelly.

Wow. Here I was beginning to think

you were entirely imaginary.

- (CHUCKLE) - Yeah.

Well, here I am.

That's a... That's a hell of a dress, Deb.

Oh, Shelly picked it out. She's got a good eye.

- Yeah? - I do.

I do have a great left eye.

Really strong left eye.

It's good.

Wake up, Mort!

- Young man, wake up! - Mort, get the ball!

- (APPLAUSE) - What are you doing? Get up!

Right there next to you, the ball!

Get the ball! Mort! What is wrong with you?

That's another run for Pasadena!

Get in here! Hit the bench, Mort!

Way to go!

I can't believe

that faigele is my grandson.

How are we doing?

You were fast asleep out there.

Sit down!

Hit another one.

Come on now. - Jerry.

Jerry, get your mitt! You're in.

All right, Jerry, let's get some runs out there!

All right now. Okay, okay!

Look alive! Look alive!

What's going on today?

- Home. - All right, all right!

Don't look at Bryna. Your sister can't help you.

Hey, Jerry, you all right there?

Try second. Second!

Hey, your mother is going to be back from work soon.

You'd better have your homework done, you know.

For a little respect around here.

A nice warm meal...

Wonderful, Shelly. Wonderful.

Uh, brass section instruments, please.

Hold on.

You're very natural.

There's still room for improvement, though.

Why don't you come by after school?

We'll work on it.

Good.

Okay, brass section.

Somebody likes you.

- Have we been practicing? - (BELL RINGS)

Okay, Shelly, see you at rehearsal for the play.

It took you long enough.

What were you doing?

I never even heard you singing.

Did you sing?

If you did, what did you sing?

We've tried everything.

We've brought her to the rabbi.

We've seen a psychologist.

I made cheese omelets,

her favorite since I can remember.

Nothing. She was fine, then all of a sudden she...

She quit the play, and she stopped eating.

Why won't you eat?

It's been weeks at this.

Shelly, I want to help you,

so I'm going to ask you a series of questions,

and you can just answer yes or no. How about that?

Are you having trouble falling asleep at night?

Are there nightmares you want to tell me about?

Have you ever taken reefer or any other drugs?

Are you afraid you're going to be a disappointment

or that you might let your family down?

God damn it, Shelly, answer the doctor.

Well, I'm going to give her a Miltown prescription.

What for? - Anxiety.

Eventually, she's going to get hungry enough,

and she'll eat.

Do you know how lucky you are

to have what you do after what we've been through?

We came here to get away from starving.

And to choose not to eat?

It's not the Holocaust.

Do you want a barren womb?

You hear that?

Yes, I do.

So where are you going?

Inside. I'm exhausted. I'm gonna lie down.

You know what he's doing down there.

So what? Can't anyone be happy?

It brings down God's judgment.

Go talk some sense into that boy

before it's too late.

If you don't, I will.

Morty, we talked about this.

Huh?

Get dressed.

You have to get upstairs

before your zayde comes home.

Listen to me. He can never ever know about this.

Understand? Understand?

You're a very pretty dancer.

Your tante Gittel gave me this ring.

Is Gittel Gershon's wife?

Get dressed.

Quickly.

You ready? Yes.

Have you lived in the South? You have...

- Yes, I have. - Well, I thought

there was a little Southern dialect leaking through.

I assume this is rigged, right?

Without question.

What do you want if you're Queen For a Day, Carol?

Education aid and a collie dog for my older son.

Yeah? Your older son? Well, now...

- Where are you going? - Out.

- Where? - Where?

Good night.

Where?

Sneaking in, sneaking out.

Never home.

Where is she going anyway?

To Tom's or Joe's or Saul's.

She's gone all the time.

Expects us to fix her meshuggeneh kid.

You like the meat loaf? I made it with...

cornflakes.

It's as filling as meat, though, right?

Mm-hmm. It's good.

I never should have left you.

Ha. You came back.

You were the better woman.

Yeah, yeah. She left you.

Bryna.

Yeah?

Do you think I'm weird?

No.

There is no doubt...

And I thought of everything.

We got, um, candlesticks,

matches, cartons of cigarettes.

Oh, that's wonderful. I... I worried about

what I was going to do in the apocalypse.

Uh-huh. Well,

earthly pleasures will keep us sane, Yetta.

Will we have chocolate?

Chocolate? We got what, 60 bars of chocolate.

And we've got nine jars of pickles,

uh, three dozen cans of tuna.