You Can Count on Me

And it's right down the road, straight down...

And the great... And there's great sandwiches

and great sourdough bread.

And they have great soups as well,

and if you have enough room...

Why do they always put braces on teenage girls at the exact moment

they're most self-conscious about their appearance?

I don't know.

Tom. I see him.

Tom! Jesus!

Tom!

Hello, Amy.

Hi, Darryl.

Amy, can you tell the kids you'll be right back,

and, uh... Shut the door

and step outside and talk to us for a minute?

Okay.

I'll be right back, you guys.

You're not supposed to go out, Amy.

She's going to smoke a cigarette.

Rudy, come on. I'm really late. Come on.

How was school? Stupid.

Why do you say that?

We're supposed to write a story for English homework,

but they didn't tell us what it's supposed to be about.

Well, what do you mean?

I mean, they didn't tell us what it's supposed to be about.

They said do whatever you want.

Oh, well, what's wrong with that?

I don't know. I just think it's unstructured.

Well, I'm sure you'll think of something.

If you can't, I'll help you.

(MUSIC STOPS)

Okay. Here. Don't forget your backpack.

It's not a backpack. It's a knapsack.

Well, then, don't forget the knapsack.

Hey. Give me a hug.

Okay.

Guess who's been asking for you?

Oh, no. Really?

Is that his car?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, come in.

Mr. Everett.

Oh, yeah. Brian.

Brian, hi.

Hi. I'm Samantha Ann Prescott. I'm the lending officer.

Yeah, hi. Hi. How are you?

Uh, have a seat.

I am so sorry I was late.

Yeah, we missed you before.

I got held up.

But believe me, it's nothing I make a habit of.

Oh, I'm sure it's not.

Actually, would you mind... Would you get that door for me, please?

Thanks. Sure.

So, I always run out at 3:15 to meet him

and run him real quick over to the sitter's house.

Anyway, Larry never seemed to mind about it,

so I was hoping you'd feel the same way about it, too.

Well, Samantha,

I realize that Scottsville is not exactly a major banking center.

No, it's not. (CHUCKLING)

No, I know it's not.

But it's kind of a personal challenge for me

to see what we can do to bring local service

up to the kind of standards that we would be trying to meet

if we were the biggest branch in the state.

Now, that means I don't really want anybody

running out at 3:15 or 3:30

or whenever the bus happens to come in that day.

So is there anybody else who can pick your son up after school?

Does your husband work in the area?

Uh, no.

Rudy Sr. Isn't on the scene, so to speak. (LAUGHS SOFTLY)

Well, I can give you a few days

to make some other arrangement, but...

Well, Brian...

I understand what you're saying and I think it's great. I do.

Because there are a lot of things here

that could use some attention, believe me.

But I've been meeting this bus every day for three years now.

And it really does... It just takes 15 minutes.

And if I take the time out of my lunch hour...

Well, I'd prefer if you made some other arrangement, okay?

I'll do my best.

So, how old's your son? (SIGHS)

Uh, he's eight.

Ah, that's a terrific age.

Got a letter from Uncle Terry.

What?

What room is he gonna stay in?

Well, he can stay in the living room.

And you know what? He's not gonna live here.

He's only coming to stay here for a little while.

And it's okay if you don't remember him,

because you were only six the last time he was here.

But, um, I think it's, uh...

It'll be nice if you guys have a chance to get to know each other.

Don't you think?

Hey, Rudy, would it distract you if I put on some music?

No.

Did you think of a story? Uh-huh.

What's it about?

My father.

What about... What about your father?

Well, it's just a made-up story about him.

Can I read it when you're done?

It's not very good.

Don't say that.

Anyway, Bob, it's kind of this adventure story.

Rudy's father is a secret agent

or something, you know, working for the government.

And it made me feel kind of weird, you know,

because I never say much to him about Rudy Sr.,

because I don't know what to say.

And I don't know if I should just let him

imagine what he wants to imagine,

or if I should sit him down sometime

and, you know, tell him that his father's not such a nice person.

Well, I don't know, Sammy. What have you told him already?

Not much.

He knows...

He knows I don't have the highest opinion of him,

and he knows that I don't want to see him

and I don't want to know anything about him

and I don't want to have anything to do with him ever.

But I've tried to keep it kind of neutral.

Anyway, I could go into a lot more detail...

No, it's an interesting problem.

I don't really know what to tell you.

It's, um, you know, a little outside

my personal field of expertise.

All right.

I'd be glad to give it some thought.

Okay.

What?

No, nothing. I'm just glad to see you.

I'm glad you called me.

I bet you were surprised.

Yeah, a little.

I should get going.

Really?

Yeah, I have the babysitter. Oh.

But thanks for a lovely evening.

Oh, thank you.

Hey. SHEILA: Hey, Terry.

Where'd you get that hat?

I got it on the street for a dollar.

It's nice.

Well, you know, it's pretty much your standard woolen hat.

I had a very similar reaction to it.

Uh...

Uh...

Can I get that money from you? (CHUCKLES EMBARRASSEDLY)

Oh, yeah. Sorry.

Is that all you have?

Yeah.

Can you borrow some more from your brother?

Well, that would involve speaking to him.

Well, I'm definitely gonna be gone

for a couple of days, Sheila. I mean...

Why do you have to stay for so long?

Because my sister is not a bank, okay? I can't just show up...

You seem to think my brother's a bank.

Can we just cut the puerile crap?

I'm gonna be back as soon as I can, okay?

I am not the kind of guy that everyone says I am.

I know you're not.

Okay. Uh...

I'll call you tonight.

Don't you wanna tell me that you love me?

I love you.

That was really convincing.

Well, I think after this is over,

you should seriously consider moving back home.

Yeah.

All right.

So you'll call me tonight?

Definitely, yeah.

Hello? Terry!

Whoa. Terry.

That's me. Terry Prescott.