01x18 - Faith, Hope and the Bottom Line

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A lot of catchers have to be up on the balls of their feet, practically on their tiptoes, but not me.

I can settle back into a nice deep crouch, stay there for days.

And you know why?

That's right-- catlike reflexes and a cannon where my arm should be.

Pretty much a baseball cyborg.

Try to steal second off Simon Camden, you better have your glove, because the ball's going to be waiting for you when you get there.

I call the sh*ts.

I am the field general, the gatekeeper, the guardian of the plate.

Ow, ow!

Cramp, cramp! Ow!

You know that commercial, "Reach out and touch someone"?

Yeah.

Well, with this baby I can.

What is it?

It's my class phone list.

Mrs. Miller did the cover page and then we got to do our phone number page.

With this, I can call practically anybody.

Yeah, right.

Like I'd trust the numbers on that list.

What are you talking about?

What's our phone number?

555-0155.

I had too many fives in there, didn't I?

555-015... 7.

There you go.

Our phone number is a tricky devil.

Yeah, well, I'm sure a lot of your friends had tricky devil phone numbers and got them wrong on the list.

Oh, yeah?

Well, I'll bet you're wrong.

You don't know everything.

Well, I know my phone number when someone asks for it.

And still, no one calls.

And you have a degree, huh?

Yeah, I type, file, balance a checkbook.

And, uh... play the piano?

Mm-hmm.

How about the organ?

I'm a little rusty.

They didn't have one.

You know.

I'm going to give you my card.

Now, you did see where I got some of my training?

Yeah, Wilder Correctional Facility.

Can you really type 70 words a minute?

Yeah, on a temperamental Selectric.

What?

No, I've had a few of these interviews and usually I get the door, not somebody's card.

Well, don't lose it, okay?

I want you to meet some people at that address-- tomorrow, say, 4:30?

I'll be there.

Okay, I'll see you tomorrow.

I'm sorry, Eric's not here.

He got stuck out at the job fair.

I guess it's incredibly busy.

One of the city councilmen asked if he could stay and help out a little longer.

I'll bet he almost jumped at the chance to stay out there a little longer.

The monthly vestry meeting has never been the highlight of his calendar.

Besides, he should be out in the community.

That's his gift.

We can elect a pro tem treasurer without him.

Eric has every confidence in your judgment.

Well, at this point, our judgment seems to have less to do with it.

In fact, we need somebody fast... and cheap.

The annual report has to be presented on this Sunday and our former treasurer, the beloved Bob, left us in quite a mess, an incomplete mess, when he took that job in New York.

So we need somebody who's good with numbers and who knows our needs.

And being able to budget, say, a family of seven on a minister's salary couldn't hurt.

Are you sure?

Mm-hmm.

If you would.

At least until we can elect a permanent replacement.

I accept.

All opposed?

Congratulations, Madame Treasurer.

Thanks.

Now, our next item on the agenda is the security...

Simon, are you going to play Little League this summer?

Mom, there's nothing little about the league I play.

Are you playing baseball this year?

I don't play baseball; I live it.

My one wish is to die with my cleats on.

Well, that could be arranged-- are you in or out?

I'm in-- I'm definitely in.

Well, before you and your cleats hit the field, you need a tetanus sh*t.

A small price to pay.

I'm delighted to hear you say that.

I'll pick you up after school.

Well, since you're going to be busy with church stuff, why doesn't Matt take me?

Uh, no, no, no-- Mom should take you, you know, in case something goes wrong.

Nothing's going to go wrong.

It's just a tetanus sh*t.

It really would help me out if you'd take him.

Why don't I just pick you up after school and take you over?

No, I'd rather go with Matt, if it's all the same to you.

Why?

Because you're scared of needles and it makes you act all weird in the doctor's office.

I do not.

You hum and you bounce your knee up an down real fast.

It gets me all nervous.

Take your brother.

I can't thank you enough for agreeing to tutor Jimmy.

You're right, you can't.

But you could start by getting out of my way.

It's just that Jimmy can't get the hang of science.

Of course, it's not totally his fault; he's a passionate fountain, a poet, not some dried-up husk in a lab coat who gets A's by worshiping the periodic table.

I got A's in science, and that is why I'm tutoring your fountain.

Well, that and the fact that if Jimmy's stuck in summer school, then you'll have less time with him and more time with me.

And I appreciate that.

The thing is that Jimmy's quiet, and sometimes he says okay but it's not, so you have to look into his eyes, deep into his eyes to make sure that he's really getting it.

Fine.

But it's more than a look-- really, it's more like a contemplative study.

But be subtle, because if Jimmy figures out that we can read the truth through his eyes, then he might stop and change to something new and it'll take months to figure it out.

Look deep into my eyes and read me.

I... I'll shut up now.

That would be good.

I hope you're a little more subtle with Jimmy.

What's the big deal?

Just take my registration form, check "yes" under "tetanus sh*t."

We never even have to get out of the car.

I... I can't do that.

What if you get hurt during the season or something?

No, it's... it's too risky.

You get freaked out when you see a needle.

You're just like Dad, only you hum way better songs.

Well, get ready for a medley, because we're going.

Fine with me, but we'll see how you feel around 4:00.

You sure you have the time and energy to help me out at the office?

Well, with Ruthie in school, I'm practically footloose and fancy-free.

Great, great.

It's just... the treasurer's job is pretty heavy.

Oh, I know, but the last guy managed to juggle it with a full-time job that landed him an even bigger job in New York.

It's going to take some work, but... I think I can get ahead of this and pull it off.

I'm sure you can.

They're still trying to shove a security system on me, aren't they?

No one is trying to shove anything on you.

They're still looking into costs.

Mm-hmm.

They left without me again, didn't they?

No, they're waiting outside and they've never left without you.

I know, I'm just practicing for when they do.

Ah.

Ding Dongs?

That's not my usual.

You have a usual?

You've only been in school for a few weeks.

Trade Simon for his Ho Hos and then use the Ho Hos to trade for Lucy's Nutter Butters.

I could, but variety is the spice of life.

Yes, it is!

I'll give the Ding Dongs a whirl.

It couldn't hurt.

Daddy, do you want to use my phone list while I'm gone?

Simon says most of the numbers are probably wrong, but he doesn't know anything.

You can call almost everyone, even emergency guys.

Well, maybe you should hang on to it.

You're right.

I might need it.

Bye, honey.

Love you.

Say a little prayer for Jimmy, will you?

Mary's tutoring him after school.

I'll say a big one.

We both thank you.

Oh, by the way, I've got somebody coming by the church later.

I want you and the rest of the vestry to meet him.

What guy?

Well, he's a guy I met at the job fair-- a guy who can type, file and play the organ...

You know, depending on the budget.

You don't mind that I'm filling in as treasurer, do you?

No, I'm thrilled.

Really.

Good.

I just didn't want my being thrilled to make you feel like you had to be thrilled if you weren't... you know, thrilled.

I'm thrilled.

So, I talked to Mary-- everything is set.

Great.

There's no reason to be nervous-- it's just Mary.

See, for me, "Mary" and "nervous" are pretty much always in the same sentence.

Trust me-- I live with the woman.

I've seen the many moods and faces of Mary Camden-- the cold one, the intimidating one, the scary and the angry one.

Those are a lot of faces and none of them friendly to a floundering science student.

It doesn't matter.

They're all just a front Mary uses to cover up her insecurity.

So when she explains something to you, just smile so she knows you understood it.

Show your teeth-- you have nice teeth and you don't show them nearly enough.

Perfect. That's it?

That's your advice for dealing with your sister-- smile, show some teeth, basically look pretty?

Mm-hmm.

Not one of my best performances, but I'd like to play it for you again in a couple of days.

Are you kidding? That was great.

It really was.

Thank you very, very much.

We'll be in touch.

Yeah...

Thank you.

Sure.

Nice meeting everyone.

You, too, Ron.

What'd you think?

Can the choir use him?

Absolutely.

And if he can drown out the altos every weekend, I'll write him a check myself.

So?

So?

Did you read this résumé before you passed it out?

"Wilder Correctional Facility."

You know, he didn't even have to put that down.

He was just being honest.

Come on, Eric, let's be practical.

You think that's what he was in Wilder for-- honesty?

The man's a convict.

Ex-convict, Lou.

What are you in for?

Field hockey physical.

Same, kind of.

Tetanus sh*t, baseball.

Field hockey, huh?

It's no baseball, but at least you get to swing a stick.

Yeah, well, I like it.

Sorry about your sh*t.

Ah, it's okay...

It's really the waiting I hate.

It's the waiting that really gets to you, the thinking about the sh*t, imagining the sh*t, actually feeling the sh*t in your skin, not the sh*t itself.

You know, maybe I should call Mom and have her come down here.

Oh, no, I'm okay.

Once it's, you know, over.

Of course, who knows how long it could be?

I mean, how important is Simon Camden's tetanus sh*t?

Look at that girl over there-- she looks like she's about to throw up any minute.

I hope she doesn't.

I hate that sound, don't you?

And why does every waiting room smell?

It smells like sweat, old cooties, that stuff they wipe your arm with before they give you a sh*t.

Man, it's hot in here.

Of course, you could just check here and we'd be off to fresh air and cool breezes.

No, no, no, we're not going to do that.

We can come back later when it's less crowded and they've had time to fix the thermostat and air it out in here.

Like... like tomorrow?

Tomorrow's good for me.

We'll come back tomorrow.

Whatever you say.

I'm the puppet master.

But we'd get an organist and an assistant for the price of one.

That's completely practical.

For you, yes, but the vestry doesn't feel that it's practical to test out Ron's rehabilitation with our budget and limited resources.

Ron's done his time; he deserves a second chance.

I have a good feeling about him.

Well, not everyone's lucky enough to have your barometer about people.

The vestry feels that hiring someone with Ron's record to work around so much cash is like, you know, letting the fox in to guard the hen house.

And having seen their budget, frankly, I understand their concerns and priorities.

Understand or share?

Look, I'm the practical one on our team, Eric.

I... I need more than a feeling to go on.

I also need more than a ledger sheet.

Just give it a little time.

They've agreed to reconsider their position.

All anyone is asking you is to do the same before you make your decision.

All right, fine.

You know, they knew I wouldn't go for a security system all along, so they elected you treasurer so they could use you to influence me.

Oh, really?

I thought maybe they elected me because they knew the budget had to be done in a hurry and they knew I could do it.

I also think they knew they could trust me to be fair, which, oddly enough, is more than you knew.

So, are you a real fireman or do you just answer the phone?

Oh, so this is the right number if I have an emergency?

No, no, no, everything here is fine.

How about you?

Did you have to put out any fires today?

Really? How many?

What are you doing?!

I'm really sorry about this.

What are you doing?

Checking the numbers on my phone list.

What are you doing?

These numbers are for emergencies only.

Well, Simon says most of the numbers on my phone list are probably wrong, and I don't want to wait until there's an emergency to find out if he's right.

I don't think Simon meant the numbers on the front page.

He wasn't specific.

You... stay off the phone.

Got it?

Got it.

Well, that number was right.

So, the cranial nerves go from the brain to the periphery of the body.

And there are 12 pairs of nerves with one of each pair going on each side of the brain.

I guess that's pretty clear.

And listen, don't forget about the 12 pairs, because there's a really, really easy...

♪ Tu m'appartiens ♪

♪ Mon valentin ♪

♪ Tu es jeune ♪

♪ Tu es... vibrant ♪

♪ Tendre et si frais ♪

♪ Tes lèvres si douces ♪

♪ Je t'aime, oh, je t'aime ♪

♪ Quand on danse, j'ai peur ♪

♪ Je crois que ton corps et ton coeur ne fassent... qu'un♪

♪ Mais je m'en fiche, je pense... ♪

...a German and Finn viewed some hops.

What have I done?

You'd be wired in every corner, of course, and we'd put motion detectors and alarms on every window and door.

Great, great.

I thought we were going to reconsider each other's position.

Well, we will.

This is just a preliminary step.

Getting estimates is a preliminary step; this looks like a decision.

You never intended to give Ron Kramer any further thought, did you?

Yes, and we have, and our position is the same.

Do you even know what he served time for?

I don't care what he served time for; the point is he served it.

Well, what about you?

You don't sound as though you've rethought your position either.

It's still a security system.

Eric, the church is wide open.

Well, that's the difference between us, Lou--

I think people should always have access to what's inside.

So, how'd the tutoring go?

What'd you think of Jimmy?

He was okay.

Ha!

"Ha" what?

I know what you thought of him:

You thought if he had six more arms he could be a babe-ol-octopus.

What?!

I didn't think that.

What kind of mind would?

A clever mind, a mind who sees through your mask of disinterest and borderline repulsion.

You're in love with him, aren't you?

You have got to be kidding.

It's not your fault-- he's magnetic.

No, no, no, listen, you were the one who asked me to tutor him, remember?

I have no interest in Jimmy-- none.

Look, if I were facing a f*ring squad and saying one appealing thing about him would save my life, I would have to use my last breath to ask for a blindfold.

You're awfully passionate for someone who doesn't care.

I care that you've lost your mind, that's it.

Lost it or finally found it?

You know what I mean!

We keep those locked at night.

Can I help you with something?

Yeah, maybe.

I came by to pick up a hymnal.

I thought I'd learn the music in case you needed me on Sunday.

That's great, but it doesn't look like we will.

I'm afraid we won't have the money in the budget to replace that position right now.

Oh... okay, uh... that's too bad.

Maybe next time.

Maybe. Good night.

You know, you never told us what you were serving time for.

Well, I stole bread to feed my family.

I wish I could say that, but the truth is I...

I wanted a lifestyle that my income couldn't support and I didn't think it wouldn't hurt anybody if I used the bank that I was working for to help me try and get it.

But I was wrong... selfish.

Just stupid.

Wrong.

I understand.

I'm sure you do.

Good night.

The doctor's office called.

They apologized for not getting you in.

I guess the place was pretty busy, huh?

Packed.

Well, they're open Saturday and they'll take you right in if you get there early.

We'll be there, yeah.

Good.

See... the thing is, I took Simon to get his sh*t last year and... we kind of ducked out.

Me, too.

I figured.

Did he do his "waiting room smell" stuff?

Yeah. Yeah.

Some of his best work.

He's good, he's very good, but... he has to get this sh*t.

And he'll get it, I promise.

Good enough.

Take your Walkman with you.

He can't get to you if you can't hear him.

Good idea. Thanks.

We got to band together at a time like this.

Yeah.

Yes, my sister Mary.

How many other Marys have you been flashing your pearly whites at in hopes of passing science?

Your sister and me?

Are you crazy?

Crazy like a fox, my friend.

I saw how comfortable you two were with each other.

You're the one who came up with this whole tutoring thing, not me.

And you jumped at the chance.

No, I didn't-- you made me.

But admit it-- you didn't mind it, did you?

Of course I mind.

I also mind failing science.

Is there someone else on the line?

No.

Why are you listening to my conversation?

I'm not listening.

I'm just waiting to use the phone.

It's still your turn, Jimmy.

I don't want a turn.

You can have the phone.

This conversation is over.

Yes!

Why are you waiting to use the phone?

I need to call the poison people.

Huey drank the water out of Happy's dish.

Ruthie, you cannot use emergency numbers because your imaginary friend drank out of your dog's dish.

You can only use them if real people have real emergencies.

Okay.

Thirsty, girl?

Your water dish was practically empty.

Okay, just so you know, we're going back to the doctor's first thing in the morning-- I'm not kidding.

Fine-- I never had a problem with it, you did.

Yeah, well, there's something about jamming a long, sharp piece of metal into my arm that gives me a problem.

But we're going anyway.

A long, sharp piece of metal?

Jammed into my arm?!

I'm a dead man.

Maybe we do need to get a security system.

Annie forgot to bring this home.

Eric, if you have a minute, we need to talk.

Yeah, sh**t.

I spoke to your friend Ron Kramer.

Embezzlement.

Come on, Eric, give me a break.

Well, he stole some money.

I mean, he screwed up, big time, once.

I'm not saying what he did was right-- it's not-- but he didn't k*ll or maim anybody, and a lot of guys who do are back on the street in less time than Ron served.

If you're trying to help yourself here, you have a thing or two to learn about a sales pitch.

Ron Kramer has a lot of knowledge and expertise, and because no one's willing to give him a second chance, it's all going to waste.

We'd be lucky to get what he has to offer.

I mean... he's flawed; he... he's not dangerous.

No, no, he's just untrustworthy.

I don't think he's the same man who made those choices a few years ago.

And knowing the man he is today, I can't go with a security system over a human being.

I just can't.

I know, and that's what makes you a wonderful, compassionate minister... and a lousy businessman.

Thanks... I think.

See, I just thought that you were supposed to represent your parishioners and their values.

Oh.

No.

My job is to represent the church and its values to the best of my ability.

Now, most of the time, I do that with the support of the parishioners.

Sometimes I do it in spite of them, but that's my job as minister of this church.

And you are... for now.

I'm sorry?

We love this church as much as you do, and if we think your judgment is jeopardizing its financial health, we will not hesitate to petition for your removal.

Well... follow your heart, Lou.

It's the only practical thing to do.

I can't believe that that man actually wants to have me removed because I want to give another human being a second chance.

He's scared, Eric, and cautious.

What do you expect from cautious people?

Well, I thought... I hoped that you were on my side.

This isn't about sides.

It's about understanding each other and doing what's best for the church given the limited monies available.

That's it-- you know, having an organist would be nice, but it's not a necessity right now.

Neither is a security system.

I know that.

What's necessary is our commitment to our fellow man, and I don't know how Marv and Lou don't see that.

They do; they just see it differently.

They think their obligation is to keep the church safe and the doors open for their fellow men and women to walk through every Sunday.

And they're right, but doing one doesn't mean we can't do the other.

I know, but it makes it riskier.

Faith without risk... is easy.

And risk without faith-- your kind of faith-- is scary.

I love you.

You're okay.

I...

You've been saying some incredibly wise things that... that I've had a hard time hearing, maybe because I've been so busy saying some incredibly dumb ones.

The vestry is lucky to have you as treasurer... and I'm lucky you're still talking to me.

Apology accepted.

I've just been so caught up in this whole thing that I've ended up being everything I find so frustrating in Lou-- narrow-minded and short-tempered and...

And impassioned, which is one of the reasons I married you.

Your smile's another reason, and I miss seeing it.

And making up's another reason, but I don't have time because I have a report to finish.

Any chance that I could take a look at that report and your recommendations?

Sure-- tomorrow when I present it to the board.

Uh, hey...

I really love you, too.

Can I give you a lift?

Absolutely.

Thanks.

Are you going to tell the kids good-bye?

Hey, guys, we're out of here.

Okay, see you later.

They're doing fine without us.

The one time you actually want Simon out of his room and he won't come.

It's just a wooden door, you know.

I can still hear through it.

Good, now hear this: Dad wants me to take you to get your tetanus sh*t, and I'm going to, and it's not going to be that bad.

Oh, right, and at what point after the long, sharp piece of metal pierces my flesh does "that bad" start?

I'm not going.

Look, I'll go get a screwdriver and maybe we can take the doorknob off or something.

Thanks.

Look, why are you making such a big deal out of this?

What if the needle goes right through my arm?

It won't.

How do you know?

Because it's not long enough.

Oh, really?

Well, it was plenty long enough when you didn't want to go.

What are we doing?

We're trying to get Simon out of his room.

He barricaded himself in there and we can't get him out.

Glenoak 911.

Please state the nature of your emergency.

Is this the right number for the police department?

Yes, it is.

What is your emergency?

I don't know.

Is being barricaded in your room an emergency?

Come on, Simon.

We all have to face our fears sometime.

Why?

Maybe we should just stay afraid and avoid our fears altogether out of respect.

Simon!

What's going on?

Oh, so you're talking to me now?

Not really.

It's more like a fact-finding mission.

Wait, let me get this straight.

You want Simon out of his room?

Every word-- I can hear every word.

Why don't you just wait until I get hurt and then give me the sh*t?

It doesn't work that way.

This is the Glenoak Police Department.

Open up.

Are you all right?

So far.

I was just on my way out to get a tetanus sh*t.

Well, that's another number right.

I'll meet you in the car.

I can't believe you really came!

Ruthie, you know what happens when you call 911 and it's not an emergency?

It means someone else may really be hurt or in danger and we're not there for them because we're here.

I'm sorry.

I'll never call you again.

I hope you never have to.

Thanks, officers, thanks a lot.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

Car 141 to 100 South Baker...

Let's have it.

I don't know what you're talking about.

The phone list-- cough it up.

I promise I won't use it again.

It makes me feel powerful.

Maybe so, but the power went right to your head and to your dialing finger.

They're not that far from each other.

Hey, guys.

How are you?

Okay. Fine.

Here we go.

No, I only need to get one sh*t.

I can handle two;

I just signed up for one.

The other one's for your brother.

I checked your chart and you're way overdue.

Really?

It seems like just yesterday.

Don't worry, it'll be over like that.

Just get it over with.

It is.

I'll see you guys later.

Tell your parents I said hello.

Okay.

Come on, you big baby.

What's that?

It's a note from Jimmy canceling our tutoring session.

I guess you can put your paranoid fantasies on hold because he couldn't even give it to me in person.

Mom found it taped to the door.

You know that freak-out interrogation I had with you?

I had one with Jimmy, too.

You have a lot to learn about trust.

I know.

I should've trusted Jimmy.

You still don't get it!

You should've trusted me!

And more importantly, you should've trusted your own judgment.

Would Jimmy ever cheat on you?

Would I ever do anything to hurt you?

So why don't you trust that?

I don't know.

I guess I just let my imagination get away from me.

Oh, yeah, you did a lot more than that.

You hurt Jimmy's chances of passing science and you turned this whole situation into a girls-fighting- over-a-guy thing, which I hate.

And even worse, you turned it into a sisters-fighting- over-a-guy thing, which I hate even more.

It's so bush-league, Luce.

I know-- I'm sorry.

Yeah, you should be.

Uh, Lucy, Mr. Moon is here.

He'd like a word with you in the living room.

Hey.

Hey-- I've got something to say.

I was afraid of losing you, and because I'm a little bit afraid of your sister in general, I dropped off a note earlier canceling my tutoring session.

Being more afraid of my mother's reaction to an F in science, I've returned, on schedule... um, a few courteous minutes early, in fact.

While I appreciate that you're a passionate, whimsical creature by nature, you also need to appreciate my need for a passing science grade and just accept the fact there's nothing going on between your sister and me.

You should know me well enough by now to know that I'm not a free-love kind of guy.

You're right.

I'll go tell Mary you're here.

Okay. Thank you.

What did they do to this door?

I don't know.

I was on the phone.

Yes, I heard.

And what did I tell you?

Never use a Phillips when a flathead will do.

Thank you.

Now, about the phone...

Stay off it.

That's right, and tell me why.

Because the policeman told me if I call when it's not an emergency, they might not be able to help somebody else who's in big trouble because they're at my house.

That's right, and you're not allowed to use the phone without asking an adult first, understand?

Can I have my phone list back?

Uh, you can have your list when you have permission to call someone.

That's a good idea.

I can't handle that phone list.

But I still really want it.

I know.

We'll get this monkey off your back one day at a time, okay?

Okay.

Who ratted on me?

Um, your brothers and sisters, the police, three neighbors and the mailman.

That's what I figured.

You know, if Mom had a real job, we could eat like kings every night.

Your mother does have a real job.

She takes care of all of us and this house seven days a week, 24 hours a day.

Look, Dad, just because she gets into your stuff at church doesn't mean we can't use a little time off from her here.

So are you going to hire that ex-con?

How do you know about Ron?

There are no secrets in this house.

You hired him, didn't you?

Think he'll show up?

I don't know.

Sometimes all you can do is trust people.

Like I trust, for example, that you and Simon actually got tetanus sh*ts today.

You don't have to trust me.

I got proof.

This has been a week filled with choices, and the church's annual budget underscores, I think, exactly how costly those choices can be.

We've also talked this week about the need for sound business versus the need for compassion, and ironically, it is the church's budget that gives us our first and best place to talk about the business of compassion.

The budget is a series of credits and debits, uh, projections and returns, but it's more than that.

It's a moral document.

We usually don't see it this way because we tend to put money on one side and values on the other and assume that the two never meet.

But they do... in the budget.

How we invest our money is a direct reflection of the choices we make day in and day out.

If you want to know what our values are, our hopes, look to the budget.

It'd be easy if we were just dealing with money because all of us have lost money on something.

It is our hope and faith that we fear losing most because they are so hard to come by and nearly impossible to replace.

But we lower our risk by investing in each other, our community and our faith.

The budget-- this budget-- is where we decide what kind of people we want to be.

This annual report is respectfully submitted by Annie Camden, treasurer pro tem.

I think you know what my recommendation is.

So, where is this guy you want us all to invest in?

He'll be here, Lou, just show a little faith.

Hey, sorry, sorry.

I had to take three buses this morning.

See you.

We'll give this some time and see how it plays out.

That sounds fair.

But it's not over.

Well, you know where to find me.