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03x06 - Old Friends

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Caitlin's Way". Aired: March 11, 2000 – April 28, 2002.*
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After being arrested, a judge offers Caitlin the option of going to a youth detention center or moving in with her mother Katherine's cousin in the fictional town of "High River" in Montana.

03x06 - Old Friends

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(upbeat music)

- What are you doing?

You're never going to be able to get outta here.

- What?

Mom said she'd move the truck in a few minutes.

- But I'm already late for my school volunteer thing!

- Alright, I'll do it.

- Wait, I'll do it.

- Caits.

- What? I can drive.

- Okay. If mother finds out though...

- Are you going to tell her?

(car engine starts)

- No!

- My car!

- How could you do that? R means reverse!

D means drive!

- It was an accident, alright.

It could have happened to anybody.

- Yeah, anybody who doesn't know the alphabet!

- What accident?

- What happened?

- How did you do this?

Oh no, not again, Caitlin!

- I'll pay for it, okay?

Can we go now, please? I'm late.

- Now Jim and Dory will never let me

get my learner's permit.

I can't wait till I'm old enough

so I can have some real control over my life.

♪ There's a devil standing on my tail ♪

♪ But I don't have to beat him ♪

♪ And then there's an angel that is tempting me to fail ♪

♪ But I don't really need him ♪

♪ And the waves just keep rolling along ♪

♪ We can drift if the current prevails ♪

♪ But here we are in this slow boat ♪

♪ Wishing for a sail ♪

♪ Wishing for a sail ♪

♪ A sail, a sail, a sail, a sail ♪

♪ Wishing ♪

♪ I'm wishing, I'm wishing ♪

♪ For a sail ♪

(sentimental music plays)

(knocking on door)

(slamming on piano)

- Go away!

There's nobody home.

- Yes, there is.

Look, I know you're in there.

Hi.

Are you Mrs. Ruth Tyler?

- Yes.

I'm the volunteer from High River High.

- Volunteer for what?

- To be your home helper.

- Ugh, I told them I don't want any volunteers.

You get to my age,

everyone thinks they know what's best for you.

- Yeah, tell me about it.

- I don't need any help.

And even if I did,

I think I'd want it from someone more qualified.

- You're still here?

- Yeah, I told you I need the course credit.

- Hm.

- Here let me help.

- I'm alright!

- Well, at least let me help you with your bag.

- I can carry my own bag!

- I was just trying to help.

That's a cool car. What kind is it?

- 1966 T-bird.

- Where are you going?

- To church.

I'm sure you wouldn't want to go.

(sighs)

- We should probably stop for gas. Gauge is on empty.

- It's always on empty. It's broken.

- Well, you didn't put your seatbelt on.

- Do you have a driver's license, young lady?

- No, but it-

- Then your opinion doesn't count.

(sighs)

(upbeat music)

- [Griffin] You really think Vince Carter

is better than Michael Jordan?

- No question.

- What planet are you on?

- Hey Grif, they came today!

- The bikes? For the school bike-a-thon?

- Oh. The bike-a-thon. Great.

- We'll practice later okay?

- Sure.

- See ya!

- Oh, did you hear the way she said, "see ya"?

- How?

- In a too bad I dumped you way.

- Girls always do that after they dump you.

- You know, it's still bad enough that

the whole school is going around saying

Nikki dumped Griffin.

Why does she got to rub my nose in it?

- I've been there, man.

- It's unbelievable. I can't believe Griffin.

He's being so mature about all this.

- Griffin? Mature?

You feeling okay?

- We can still talk and it's not like weird or anything.

- And do you really want to talk to him?

- Yeah. You don't talk to your exes?

- I speak to them, but I don't talk to them.

You can't be friends after you break up.

- Why not?

Isn't that why you go out with them in the first place?

(bell rings)

- Are you dreaming?

- I played the piano for you last night.

The waltz we danced in our wedding, but you know that.

You danced with me.

(piano ballad plays)

Of course I have the flowers ready,

but then a strange girl turns up at my house

and tries to take my bag.

I know the blooms are romantic foolishness.

But that's why you married me, you old cowboy.

Open to me.

My love, my dove.

For my head is filled with dew

and my locks with drops of the night.

(sniffling)

Oh.

You're here.

- That was a nice poem.

- Song of songs, chapter five.

The Bible?

- Yeah.

Your husband, is he...?

- Dead?

Yes. Eight years ago.

Today's our wedding anniversary.

- Why did I say yes to this?

- 'Cause you were going out then.

- You spend the whole afternoon riding a bike with her?

- When Melissa dumped me, she wanted to be friends.

I said no way.

- What? You think I should say that to Nikki?

- You have to, man. You got no choice.

- Well, we were friends when we went out.

So why can't we be friends now?

- Because it doesn't work.

You can't stay friends with an ex.

- Yeah, but you're just saying that

because you've never been friends with a girl.

- That's not true. Me and Taylor are friends.

- No, you are not.

Remember when you broke up,

you told me you couldn't stand her.

- [Brett] Do you like Nikki right now?

- I don't believe this. You're out of gas.

- Well, I told you the gauge was broken.

- Well, how long has it been since you filled her up?

- Well, how should I know?

We passed a gas station a couple of blocks back.

There's a gas can in the trunk.

- Wait a minute. Because your car doesn't work,

I have to go get gas.

- Well you said you wanted to help.

- Okay. Just hold it steady.

- Okay.

Now.

- Ow.

(sighs)

Okay, I have a better idea.

You hold the bike steady and I'll take my feet off,

and then you get on.

- But we're supposed to work together.

- We are working together.

You're stronger so you can hold the bike.

- Okay.

- Okay. I'm ready, let's go.

- Ah, ow.

- Why aren't we friends?

- What?

Last year after we broke up, we barely talked.

- So?

- So we're not friends!

- No, not my girlfriends.

- Why not?

Because you're my boyfriend.

What's the difference? I mean, like, aside from...

- I can't tell you that.

- Sure you can. I can take it.

- No way.

- Whoa, you're pedaling too fast.

- Ow, watch it. My seat.

- I'm not pedaling too fast.

- Yeah, you are. I totally lost it.

- Well then stop pedaling.

- We're supposed to do this together.

- This is never going to work.

- Yeah, it is. We just need to get the hang of it.

- No, it's a cooperation thing, alright.

We are just never going to have...

- What are you saying?

- We're just never going to have the same pedaling rhythm.

My legs are longer.

- You don't want to ride with me?

- That's not what I said.

Here, why don't you try the front?

- Okay.

- Okay.

The thing is with a boyfriend,

it's more like a game.

- Playing games with me.

- No, but I can't be totally honest and show you everything

'cause then the mystery is gone.

- So you lie to me all the time.

It's no wonder I don't like you.

(suspenseful music plays)

- What a poser.

You said you can take the truth, but you can't.

We're over.

- You know, you took the words right out of my mouth.

- Alright, I got everything on your list

except for the extra chunky peanut butter.

- The mice won't eat any other kind.

- You feed the mice?

- Catch them in most traps.

It's the best way since Mortimer died.

- Your husband used to catch the mice?

- Ugh, Mortimer was my cat.

Dusty was my husband.

- Well, I've done my 10 hours.

Here.

- Well, I hope you didn't count the time you spent

dawdling at the gas station yesterday.

- Look, I went as fast as I could, okay.

And besides it was your fault that the tank was empty.

Look, could you just sign it please? So I can go.

- Well, as far as I'm concerned, you've learned nothing.

I don't see why you should get any credit.

- But that's not fair!

I did everything that you asked me to.

- You said you were done so leave.

Go on! Get out!

Now!

(sound of vase breaking)

- You're going to cut yourself.

- What do you care?

- Do you throw things at everyone that you're mad at?

- I hate that thing.

- Well then you should be happy because it's toast.

- Good.

(nostalgic music plays)

- When did you move here from the city?

- How do you know I'm from the city?

- The pictures.

And you don't exactly act like anyone else from here.

- Oh, I'll take that as a compliment.

(piano plays)

I came here 54 years ago.

I stayed for love.

I was visiting my aunt in High River.

And there he was.

Tall, handsome, cowboy.

Dusty Tiber.

I didn't believe in love at first sight.

All that Romeo and Juliet nonsense.

But when it happens, I didn't question it.

I gave up everything for Dusty.

- Thank you.

Thank you for cleaning that up.

- Never heard anyone play like that.

- I was going to be a concert pianist.

Not very good anymore.

- Sure you are.

(piano plays)

- Why am I so mad at her?

- 'Cause she dumped you, man.

- Well, I wanted to end it too.

- You have to say that when you've been dumped.

- Yeah, but it's true.

- Okay. Nobody will believe that.

- Oh like I care what everyone else thinks.

- If you don't, you're a freak.

She trashed you, man.

- No she didn't.

- So why don't you want to ride the bike with her?

Well, if I knew the answer to that,

we wouldn't be having this conversation.

- You are so confused.

I can't believe I let you talk me

to breaking up with Taylor.

- No, no. I'm not taking the rap for that.

- Me and Taylor are friends.

Sort of. Anyways who cares if we're friends.

I miss her.

- You think I'm confused?

- What do you think?

Ruth?

What do you think?

(laughs)

- I hear echoes of Hindemith and Stravinksy in there.

Do you want to be a rock musician, Caitlin?

- No, not me.

I like to sing, but I want to do photography.

Art photography.

- I thought you were an artist.

You're certainly a non-conformist.

- Yeah and sometimes it gets me into a lot of trouble.

- That goes with the territory.

When I moved to High River,

Oh, what an uproar!

My family, my teachers, nobody understood.

- [Caitlin] Yeah. Well it's because you're different.

You can't give up your art.

- [Mrs. Ruth] When you're an artist, that's impossible.

- [Caitlin] Yeah. It's like,

there's something inside of you.

When you let it out, you feel totally real.

- Totally free.

- Well, I should probably get home.

- Oh.

- If you want, you can borrow my CD player.

- Oh.

- I can stop at the library and pick up some classical stuff

and come back tomorrow.

- Oh, I'd love that.

Bach please.

The Partitas.

- Alright, I'll see what I can do.

- I'm gonna have to get myself one of these.

(rock music plays)

- Taylor I never wanted to break up.

- Tell someone who cares.

- Come on.

You're the one who should be apologizing to me.

- For what? You set me up.

- I did not.

- You begged me to tell you the truth

and then when I do you go ballistic.

If that's not a set up...

- It was just that Nikki had this huge thing about Griffin

and her being friends.

All I thought was that...

- Nikki?

She started this?

- Yeah. I never thought we weren't friends.

Thought it was great the way it was.

- Really?

- Can we get back together?

- Not yet. There's one thing you forgot.

- [Caitlin] It's me.

I told you I was going to bring you a surprise.

No, it's not another CD.

(cat meows)

Her name is Alfalfa

and she's nothing like your Mortimer, no.

Ruth?

(cat meows)

(sentimental music plays)

Wake up, it's Caitlin.

Ruth?

- Caitlin?

Sorry about Mrs. Tyler.

- Me too.

- Do they know how she died?

- In her sleep.

- Man, that must've been awful finding her.

I mean, did she look all...

- She looked like she was sleeping.

- Was it like with before? With your mother?

- I should groom Bandit.

- Yeah.

I'm sorry.

[Caitlin] I only knew Ruth for a little while,

but I feel like I've known her forever.

Like there was a special connection between us.

Ruth was so full of passion. She was so honest.

I hope that I can stay as true to myself as she did.

Wherever you are, Ruth.

I hope you and Dusty are free and happy.

(upbeat music plays)