02x18 - Little Sister

[bunniefuu]

(light music begins)

- Two centimeters of snow fell overnight

breaking the previous record

for brilliant snowfall set in 1923.

It supports the high river polls

down the stream city scene for ages 17 to 53

(eerie music begins)

- Oh no! Where did it go?

Here snakey snakey snakey.

Where are you?

- What are you doing?

- Well,

the boa escaped.

But it was just a minute ago.

So he couldn't have gone far.

- How did he get out?

- Well, I was just taking a few pictures of him,

and I guess I forgot to put the lid back on the tank.

- What is going on with you?

- I thought you were past this sort of thing!

- What sort of thing? It was an accident.

- Last week you forgot to feed

Mr. Fillmore's sick clownfish.

You haven't cleaned Alfalfa's litter box even once,

and now this

You're getting back into your old habits, Caitlin.

You're being careless and irresponsible.

- Look, I don't know what you want from me, Dory,

but I'm doing the best that I can.

- You know,

I don't think that you are.

I think that you've just decided to stop trying.

- Because of a stupid snake?!

- If that's the way you feel

about the animals that we look after,

then you shouldn't be working here.

As of now, you are on probation.

- That is so not fair.

- What's not fair

Is that a boa with pneumonia could die.

He could catch a chill and die

because of your carelessness.

(eerie music continues)

There you go.

That's it, all right.

Here we go, come with me.

Back there where it's warm. Okay.

[Snake Hissing]

- It's growing up means being responsible for creatures

You don't even like then forget it.

I'd rather stay teenager forever.

(Rock music plays)

- ♪ There's a devil ♪

♪ standing on my tail ♪

♪ But I don't have to be him. ♪

♪ And there's an angel that is tempting me ♪

♪ to fail ♪

♪ But I don't really need him. ♪

♪ And the waves just keep rollin' along. ♪

♪ We get dragged ♪

♪ In the current, ♪

♪ well. ♪

♪ Here we are, ♪

♪ in this slow boat ♪

♪ Wishing for a sail ♪

♪ Wishing for a sail ♪

♪ Wishing! ♪

♪ Wishing! ♪

♪ Wishing! ♪

♪ For a sail. ♪

- I want to go to the stable and ride Patches.

- If I get grounded because you go home,

and ride your horse and nobody's there,

you'll suffer. Okay?

- Whatever. Okay.

- Hey, those are my math notes.

- Apologize to Caitlin.

- You apologize.

- Excuse me.

You ran into me.

- Only because he's a jerk.

- You know what? I have practice, okay?

- Okay, let go of me! Brett!

- So I want you to sit.

And stay.

- I'm not a trained dog.

- Caitlin, will you watch her please?

- No. She's your responsibility.

Besides, I'm waiting for Griffin

to come pick me up in his new car.

- Why don't you just watch her while you wait?

- No, I don't babysit.

Period.

- You owe me!

- For what?

- For nearly wrecking my friendship with Griff.

You blame me for ruining a science project.

You haven't even apologized.

- That is so lame.

- [Voice off Screen] Hey Brett! We're starting!

- You owe me.

- Don't worry about me,

I can take care of myself.

- Good.

(Rock music begins)

- Do you have any idea

how this is going to change my life?

- Yeah. I sort of remember how it felt

back in the dark ages

when I had my first car.

- There are only eight kids at school

who have cars.

I'll be in the top 10!

This means I'm going to be totally happening.

- I thought you were happening?

- Yeah, but now I'll be even more!

- Which means exactly what?

- Respect.

I'm not just going to be Griffin, the genius.

or Griffin the nice guy.

I'm going to be Griffin. The guy with wheels.

- If you say so,

but look.

Why don't you let me take the doors off?

Get rid of that squeak?

- What squeak?

(car door squeaks)

I like the squeak!

- It'll take a few minutes.

- Dad.

She's perfect.

I love her just the way she is!

(Rock music plays)

(Boys shouting)

- I'm leaving.

- Has Griff showed up yet?

- No, no, he hasn't.

And he's going to pay majorly.

I have to catch the bus now.

- Hey, just give me 15 more minutes.

I'm afraid she'll take off or something.

- Fine.

Fine. But I not missing the bus.

Where did she go?

I don't believe this.

Where were you?

- I went to get some gum.

- What are you doing?

- I only keep the ones with

the cowgirls and the barrel racers.

- Why barrel racing?

- It's this awesome rodeo event.

- I know what barrel racing is.

- I love it so much because

you have to be like this with your

horse to be good at it.

I'm going to be a champion barrel racer

by the time I'm your age.

- Sure you are.

- I don't care if you don't believe it.

Nobody does.

My parents think it's a phase I'll grow out of.

But they're so wrong.

- Well,

whatever.

I have to catch the bus.

Brett said he'd only be about 15 minutes.

- Like I care.

- She was supposed to have been at the clinic

a half an hour ago.

She didn't even call.

I don't know, these days

it's just like Caitlin is somewhere else.

- I think she's brooding over Will Finley.

Give me a hand with this.

- Guys and cars.

Some things, they just never change.

- Well, I hope they do.

When I got my first car,

I ended up speeding through town

with 10 kids hanging out the windows.

We were lucky I didn't smash us up

On main street.

- Well, Griffin is a lot more sensible

than you were.

- Yeah, well even sensible guys

can get carried away in a new car.

- So you took the doors off?

So he couldn't joy ride through town?

- No, I'm just

- You're just being a worrywart, Jim.

I thought that was my job.

Griffin is going to be just fine.

If you ever get his door back on.

- (Rock music continues)

- [Griffin] If you're giving me

the silent treatment

because I didn't pick you up yesterday.

I'm sorry.

- [Caitlin] You are not.

- It's not my fault.

Dad decided to take the car apart.

(Tires screech)

- You know,

Dory already thinks I'm being irresponsible.

And then I'm like an hour late

to the clinic.

- I told her it was dad's fault,

Mom's not even mad about it.

- (Brett knocks on car door)

(Brett laughs)

- Sweet ride man!

- Thanks.

She drives like butter.

- Get in.

- Gosh, how old is this heap?

- Couple more years it'll be antique.

- Girls don't understand cars.

- You flooded it.

- Man,

my life as a babysitter

would be so much easier

if I had wheels.

- I'm not a baby!

- That reminds me.

Caitlin, can you do me a favor?

- No!

- Look, the team has this huge

strategy session today.

Can you just look after Julie for me?

- I don't need looking after.

- And anyway, I'm working at the clinic today.

- Mom won't mind if Julie hangs out.

- Look I'm on probation already, all right?

I don't need this.

- Look, she'll just sit in the corner

and play with her cowgirl cards.

you won't bother anybody

right Jules?

- I don't play with cards.

I collect them.

- Come on. Caitlin helped the guy out.

It's no skin off your back.

- And you still owe me.

- Fine,

I'll do it. All right?

But we're even.

- (Rock music continues)

- (School bell rings)

- Griffin!

I hear you've got a car.

- Well, good news spreads fast.

- I hear it's an old beater.

- Well, she may be old,

but she drives like a dream.

- Probably couldn't make it to the mall.

That's what I thought.

If you can't even drive it

a few miles

then why bother?

- It will make it to the mall.

- I don't think so.

- And back again.

- Tell some other sucker.

- My car will take you

to the mall and back guaranteed.

- Oh yeah.

- You're in great shape, boy.

- Patches isn't sick, is he?

- No, he's in perfect health!

- Hey!

- Dory,

Julie's going to hang out here

for a little while if that's okay with you.

I'm sort of babysitting.

- I'm not a baby.

So why is Patches here if he's not sick?

- Well, your dad wanted me to check him out

before the auction next week.

- (Piano plays)

- You know, he hasn't been that great lately.

He limps all the time

and he coughs

and I think he's a little lame

in his right fetlock.

- Oh Julie,

I'm sorry that your dad's selling your horse

But, he's in perfect health.

- You mean your parents didn't tell you

that they were selling your horse?

- I thought they were changing their minds.

Do you mind if I take him to the corall?

- I think that's a good idea.

- Okay, boy.

- How can they sell her horse?

She wants to be a cowgirl.

She needs a horse.

- Feeding and boarding a horse

is very expensive, Caitlin.

Even if it weren't,

nobody can tell Julie's parents

how to run their family.

- I know, just, they aren't being fair to her.

You know, someone tried

to take Bandit away from me.

I thought,

that if I ever lost him

that my life would be over.

- What'd you do?

- Well, I hid him in this abandoned corral.

- The one at the Peterson's ranch?

- No, no, there's one out by River Ridge, but,

I'm just trying to say that.

Well, I know how you feel.

- No, you don't.

You got him back.

- I'll be in the clinic.

(Rock music continues)

- We're going to save 15 minutes this way.

Back roads are always faster.

- No they're not.

- Have you ever heard the expression,

as the crow flies?

- We're in a car.

Not on a Crow.

- Oh, and you're so experienced

because you've been driving what?

Five minutes?

- You don't even have a learner's permit.

(Car thuds)

This happens all the time.

I'll have this going again in seconds.

(Rock music continues)

- [Caitlin] Dr. Lo should be back in a couple of hours.

Can I have her call you?

Okay. Bye.

(Intense music plays)

Oh no. Julie.

Julie!

Julie?

- All right, I'm late, I'm sorry.

Where is she?

- I don't know.

- Okay, let me get this straight.

You told her you hid Bandit,

in some abandoned ranch.

- Corral.

- And then you sat in there for an hour

and you didn't even check on her.

- You know what?

This is your fault anyway,

you're the one who made me

babysit her in the first place.

- You agreed to do it?

This is your responsibility.

- You know what? I hate that word.

Dory is gonna k*ll me.

- Dory. My parents are going to ground me

for the rest of my life.

If they find out about this.

You have to find her Caitlin.

She's your responsibility.

- Responsibility.

- Yeah. I know,

you already said that.

(Guitar plays).

- (Birds chirping in the background)

- I can't wait to tell everyone

how useless this vehicle is.

- Why do you always have to ruin everything?

- Me?

You're the one who's pretending

he has a vehicle that actually drives somewhere.

- All right.

The only good thing about the back roads is

we're pretty close to our ranch.

It's only about a mile away,

so we'll just,

push the car home.

- Sorry Griffin, but I don't push cars.

- You roped me into going to the mall.

It was your idea to take the back roads.

This is all your fault.

So you get back there and push first.

- So much for my brand new boots.

(orchestral music plays)

(music transitions to soft rock)

- You should have told me you were coming.

- Why? So you'd rat on me?

- Rat on you for what?

- For trying to hide patches

so they wouldn't sell him.

- Note that when I took bandit out here,

he took off and got stranded in the middle of a river.

He could have been k*lled.

Is that what you want?

- I knew you wouldn't help me!

I knew you'd turn me in!

(Guitar plays)

- (Griffin struggling)

- Your turn

- Ten more minutes

- I just pushed up the hill!

I need a break!

- You need to do some bodybuilding.

- You think you're the most popular girl in school, but.

- I don't think it.

I know it.

You want to see my phone book?

Three hundred numbers.

- And how many of them could you call

when your dog dies,

or if your car breaks down,

how many of them would actually help you?

- I'd call Melissa.

She's my best friend.

- You have a new best friend every week.

What is that?

No one likes you enough to stick around.

- That's not true.

Everybody wants to be my friend.

- You'd rather have 300 fake friends

instead of one real one?

- Isn't that why you got this car?

So you'd be as popular as I am?

- Well maybe I got this car,

because I thought it would give me freedom.

Maybe I got this car to feel more like a man,

but no,

I didn't get it to be just like you.

I think you must be so lonely.

- I am not.

- No friends?

I'd be lonely.

- Okay.

Maybe I am, sometimes.

Maybe I wish I had a friend like Brett

who'd stick by me through anything.

- Wait till I tell him you said that.

- You wouldn't.

- Maybe not.

If you don't spread nasty rumors about my car.

- Go on, get in.

It's my turn.

(Soft rock music begins)

- We'll pushed together for awhile.

- [Julie] Why should I listen to you?

You're just like them.

You don't believe I can do anything I want.

- [Caitlin] That's not what I meant.

Right?

What I meant is that,

how are you going to take care of Patches if you run away?

I mean, how are you going to feed him?

How are you going to groom him?

What are you going to do if he gets sick?

- I don't know.

- Julie, if you and Patches run away,

then you're going to lose everything.

Your horse, your home,

your entire life.

- You don't understand

what it's like to lose someone

you love this much.

- Yes I do.

- No you don't.

You got to keep bandit.

- Yeah, maybe.

But I lost my mother.

I was eight when it happened.

Sometimes I used to think that

she wasn't even dead at all.

That I'd run into her on the street one day.

She'd tell me why she left me.

And everything would be back to normal.

And I realized that,

she was never coming back.

But I never stopped loving her.

And I never stopped wishing for a real family.

And now I have one.

So,

you shouldn't give up on your dreams either.

- You believe I can be a cowgirl?

(Piano music plays)

- You can be anything you want to be.

- Do you miss your mom?

- All the time.

- I'm sorry she died.

- Yeah,

me too.

So come on.

What do you say we take Patches home?

- Patches and Bandit really like each other.

- Hey, wait a minute.

I think I have an idea.

- Now?

- Wait.

- Just a little bit.

A little bit further.

(Rock music continues)

- Now!

- If you ever take off on me like that again,

Mom and Dad are finding out.

- Don't bite your teeth at me.

- What's that supposed to mean?

Look, you scared me half to death.

- Funny, you don't look dead.

- I'm trying to be serious.

Hey,

you're my little sister.

- Okay.

Here's the deal.

They said, yes.

- Oh this is awesome!

Double awesome!

Triple awesome!

- Hold on, hold on. All right.

We're going to board Patches,

but he's your responsibility.

That means you have to come over and groom him,

exercise him,

and muck out his stalls,

at least twice a week.

- Okay I' ll do it everyday.

Thank you!

Did you hear that Patches?

You're going to stay here with Bandit!

- [Caitlin's Thoughts] I was kind of like Julie,

when I was her age.

Except I never had anybody to talk me out

of all the dumb things I did.

If I could do that for Julie,

maybe I can do it for myself next time

I ended up in a mess.

I guess that's what being a grownup means.

And it doesn't feel half bad either.

(Rock music plays)

♪ Wishing for a sail ♪

♪ Wishing for a sail ♪

♪ Sail, sail, sail, sail, sail. ♪

♪ Wishing for a sail, ♪

♪ Sail, sail, sail, sail, sail ♪

♪ All right! ♪

♪ I'm Wishing ♪

♪ I'm Wishing ♪

♪ I'm Wishing ♪

♪ I'm wishing ♪

♪ I'm wishing ♪

♪ for a sail ♪