Scared the living crap out of me.
Meryl Streep that girl was not.
Who's Meryl Streep?
Zoe, she's like Katie Holmes to our parents.
So, what's next, ladies?
-I have to go home. -No.
Yes. Make that a block from home. I can't have another close encounter with my parents. They think I'm home in bed.
Were you kids in bed at a reasonable hour?
-I stayed up till 10. -After 9, Rhett was fast asleep.
-Who's driving this monsters? -I will.
Nicky's selling coffee at school, and I promised I'd help her.
It sucks.
Do not say "sucks," say "disappoints". Or "bites".
I don't need a lunch. I can walk across the street with Tash.
And have pizza three days in a row? I think not.
That's really good.
The proportions are perfect...
...but are you drawing what you are really seeing?
The simplest thing is the hardest. To see what's really right in front of you.
Hey. So, what's funs are offered for tonight?
I am so grounded. I got busted by my red sneaking back inside last night.
-Damn, girl, how'd you manage to do that? -My dad set the motion detector.
Seems that our parents are getting paranoid about us in their old age.
Mine still trust me.
It's beautiful.
Well... Hasn't been a bad couple of decades, considering.
For me, better than the first two without you.
To 20 years of you and me.
And to our children, safe at home.
Hey, cool, you lost them!
Put the Macho Mustang boys, to boot!
-We struck a blow for sisterhood! -That's not the only "blow" you know, sis.
Diss.
-Any raves in this weekend? -Full Moon Underground.
In San Bernardino. Probably Saturday.
I'll tell my mom I'm staying over at your hourse, ok Tash?
I cannot believe you can still work that old scam.
What can I say? My 'rents are just adorably clueless.
So, I'll bring the glowsticks if somebody else buys the gas.
-That's such a good idea! -Nice try, Beams.
Rest up, it's gonna be one hell of a weekend.
-Bye, Tasha. -Don't let the bedbugs bite!
Hasta!
Now they call the cops on me.
Hello!
I'm sorry I'm late.
Ruby Baker?
Yeah, I'm Ruby. And, hum...
You know, whatever they said, I'm not missing. I just went out.
Your parents were in a car accident.
Are they okay?
-Ruby, why don't you have a seat, hon? -Are they okay?
My partner's gonna help you to have a seat. Ruby.
-I can sit down myself. -I understand.
I said "Are they okay?"
-Relax. -Why won't you answer me? -We're here to help you.
You'll gonna be okay.
Relax. Ruby?
Ruby!
You'll be okay.
-Get her pulse. -Can you hear me, Ruby?
"They are as asleep.
In the morning, they're like grass which groweth up.
In the morning, it flourisheth and groweth up.
In the evening, it is cut down and withereth...
...for we're consumed by thine anger and by thy wrath are we troubled.
Thou has set our iniquities before thee, our secret sins...
...in the light of thy countenance.
For all our days are passed away in thy wrath.
We spend our years as a tale that is told...
...so teach us to number our days...
...that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom."
I think Rhett Baker wants to come up and say something. Rhett?
I just--
I just wanna say....
I just....
It's okay.
I didn't work with Dave and Grace or see them every day, but, mmm...
...I knew them both for 10 years...
...and I'm sure if they could hear all this....
... well.... Grace...
...would do her dismissive little giggle.
You know the one.
And Dave would mutter an "expletive deleted."
They would just hate to be remembered as anything but...
...ordinary.
Which is exactly what they were:
Anything but ordinary.
But they will live on...
...through their children and in all our hearts.
Ruby?
Do you remember me?
I'm Uncle Jack, your mom's brother.
I'll go wait by the car, okay?
Look... I just want you to know... If there's anything that you need...
...anything I can do...
...l don't mean in the next few weeks or months, I mean anytime.
How come I haven't seen you in, like, I don't know... 10 years?
Have you even met my brother Rhett?
Well, of course I have.
I haven't seen either of you in years, but...
First of all, I live pretty far away. Chicago.
Then how are you gonna help us?
I don't know. There's the phone, there's e-mail.
-You and my mom never did write each other, though. -That's true.
Well, Ruby, as siblings get older, they go separate ways.
-I know you and Rhett are close now-- -No, we're not.
Just counting the ending, we have nothing in common.
Used to feel that way about your mom. It's not true.
You know, I used to think when things slow down, I'd take a month off and come out here...
...and get to know you, your brother and Grace again.
It was nice to see you again. I'm sorry things didn't work out.
-I'll call you later, okay? -Okay.
Ruby? Hi.
-I'm Alvin Begleiter. -Hi.
I'm so sorry.
I'm your-- Was your parents' estate lawyer.
I helped them plan their wills...
...what it is that they wanted to do with their money and--
Well, actually, the most important issue right now is who's gonna be taking care of you.
You and Rhett.
I'm assuming that you know the Glasses, correct?
They were our nextdoor neighbours, so I've known them my whole life.
That's good. Cause I know that your parents...
...chose them after a great deal of consideration.
You know, there's something else.
Your parents were extremely thrifty...
...and with your mom's share of the inheritance, your dad's life insurance...
...there's more than enough for you and Rhett for the rest of your lives.
Well, then obviously you don't know Rhett.
That's good. I like that. I'm gonna give you one of my cards.
And I don't expect any trouble.
But if you have any concerns, any problems....
I'm an estate lawyer, but also what they call a trust lawyer.
And I wanna be someone you can trust.
-You call me, okay? -Okay.
Mr. Glass.
-Ruby. -Thank you.
My mom and dad would've really loved that speech.
-They would've loved it. -Come here.
That's good. We're gonna get through this.
We'll get through it together, okay?
Oh, Ruby.
You're in good hands.
Hey!
-You guys are ready for Malibu? -It'll be a big change, we won't lie.
But it's not the worst place, either.
-Cool. Is this your car? -You're in there already? -My company's, on loan for today.
Sweet!
This place is huge!
Hey, Rubes, check out this view.
Yeah, it's pretty amazing.
-Cool, a meteorite! -It's art. It's art, Rhett.
Terry, you give them the grand tour. Stall them, while I order some dinner.
Let's get the lay of the land.
Master suite.
Home gym.
-Home theater. -Sweet.
-Looks like you never have to leave home. -Oh, if only...
This is Vicky. She comes in most days.
-Hola, nińos. -Hola.
Hello!
This is your room.
It's temporary quarters, of course.
Unpack, get settled, and I'll meet you in the kitchen.
We're sharing a room?
If you even glance at me when I'm changing for bed, you're so busted.
Ok, we have a little calamari, we have a little risotto with porterbed mushrooms...
...and a little green salad with some Swiss chard.
-Do you have any, mmm, Garfield? -What is that?
-It's crap in a can. -If it's crap, how come you eat it?
-Come on, kids. Try the calamari. -Isn't that squid?
-Honey, tonight.... -I'll call Domino's.
Thank you.
Oh, can you just turn and face the wall?
Who are you, the Blair Witch?
No, I'm worse. Can't you just face the goddam wall.
Turn that stupid thing off!
Honey, there's public school, and then there's public school.
Trust me, there won't be any Bloods or Creeps.
I'm not scared of getting gunned down.
-Ruby, you're a great kid-- -It's not about being great or not great,
-It's about being.... -New?
Middle-of-the-year new.
Look, there's a little saying we teach the patients in the Pain Ward.
"This too shall pass."
This too shall pass. This too shall pass.
Hi.
Why don't you just take a seat in the back?
We have a new addition.
Would you introduce yourself, Miss Baker?
You just did.
Hi.
I'm Ruby Baker.
I used to go to Shady Lane. That's in the Valley.
It's not my choice, just an accident of birth.
How come you moved here now?
It was another accident.
Let's all make Ruby feel welcome.
Thanks for the lift, Vicky.
Sweet!
I can't believe it! I can't believe it!
Like one of those isn't noisy and obnoxious enough?
No, Rubes. Because, you can't play "Pokémon Snap" on PlayStation.
You can play "Ape Escape," but you can't on N-64.
Mom and Dad would totally just freak out.
Don't talk about mom and dad.
I haven't even seen like one girl with blue-black hair.
And all the guys spend all day surfing and swimming. That old, bizarre, physical culture of sun-worshiping geeks.
That sounds fairly hot.
So, anyway... I was crazy checking my pager all day cause I'd figured you'd call and you didn't.
I wanted to call you at lunch, but cell phones are banned at school. And like the kids just don't care.
They can't see that they've lost their civil liberties.
Probably 'cause they have so much sunstroke... They're like permanently wasted.
Ruby?
I got us an assortment of different things this time.
Some cold pasta, some salads...
Ruby, I really think that you'd be well-served by a better attitude.
It's okay. I don't mind take-out. I know that you guys are busy.
It's not like it's from Wendy's or anything...
I'm speaking about your attitude toward your new school.
-My attitude? -I overheard your conversation.
You were listening in on my call?
No, I was trying to get a line out, but that's beside the point.
The point is, you need those kids to like you.
Otherwise, you're just going to isolate yourself, sabotage yourself.
-You're going to have a miserable time. -Okay, I get it.
I learned something.
Ruby?
Ruby...
-Wake up. -I'm awake.
-Wake up. -Mommy?
Mommy?
My God, you just scared the crap out of me.
Well, I heard noises. I thought it was a burglar or a coyote.
I'm not used to having kids in the house.
Come here.
Thank you.
You must be freezing.
No more 3 a.m. swims, ok?. With all the glass, you can hear everything.
I'm gonna start setting the alarm at night.
Are you coming?
Drunk driving among California teens has...
...steadily decreasing, but we can still do better.
As these images starkly attest...
...alcohol remains the No. 1 drug problem among young people today.
This year, more than 20 percent of teenage drivers....
So? How was your first day of Driver's Ed?
-Fine, I guess. -They still show those gruesome movies?
Honey, those were the Dark Ages.
I'm sure they've got more enlightened ways of teaching kids today, don't they?
May I be excused?
Stupid, kid-proof piece of crap.
Ruby?
Was it awful? I mean, the driving class?
-I can just imagine. -No, it's....
Well... I...I have my period.
Oh... Well... come with me.
Thank you.
Four out of five doctors recommend....
This cramp, too, shall pass.
I'll turn it off just as soon as I get to a save point.
It's cool. I don't care.
It's kind of relaxing.
Erin, get out of there!
What were you doing in there? Tell me the truth!
-What are you implying with that question? -Tell me!
No, I'm not gonna answer you! Good night!
-What the hell are you doing? -Getting ready for bed. Im' tired.
-And watch your language. There's kids in the house. -Don't play games with me, Erin.
You know exactly what I'm talking about.
I'm too tired to even guess what you are talking about. I'm sick of your accusations.
Tired? Is that what you call it now?
-How many times have I asked you-- -I've done everything you've asked me--
You told me you--
Ruby?
-Hi, I'm Hannah. -Hi. -Hi.
So... There's this rumor you were on academic probation at your school...
Cut to the chase, huh?
I was. And then I had sex with the dean of students and he took it off my record.
Oh, not really.
I was supposed to be at my friend Tasha's one Saturday night...
...doing an essay on and ulter conference, and went to this rave instead.
Come Sunday, I was totally fried and downloaded this thing off the net.
-Tuesday, I was busted. -Hey, Hannah!
-Hey! I gotta go. -Bye.
Hey, Ruby.
There's a premiere in Westwood, and my company's driving a bunch of people...
I gotta stop by and make sure everything's running smooth. You wanna come?
I have homework tonight, probably three more hours. Pretty heavy, so....
That's perfect.
So, are we gonna catch the tail end of the movie or go straight to the party?
Actually, the hell with Westwood.
-My drivers can handle a lousy premiere. -Evening, sir.
Mud pie for the lady. Ketel One, rocks, for me.
Great.
Thank you.
That party'd be a mob scene. What I really want is talk to you.
-Here you are. -Thank you.
I remember when you guys moved down the block 11 years ago.
It was funny. I noticed the furniture as they brought it in.
Erin noticed there was a little girl.
But you were upset. I guess about moving cross-country.
You wouldn't say a word.
Just hugged this plastic doll against your little chest.
Malibu Barbie, I think it was. Prophetic, huh?
I think you mean "pathetic."
No, no.
-I guess you moved on years ago. -From what?
From hugging plastic dolls.
I should hope so.
Last night, when you two were fighting...
...it had nothing to do with us, right?
No, no, no. Married people sometimes like to...
...push each other's buttons. Just because they can.
It's another form of intimacy, a lower form, but nothing serious.
There's one thing I haven't told you about Erin...
It can be lonely living with her.
But that's my cross to bear, not yours.
I think it's past my bedtime, Terry.
Of course it is.
Let's get you to bed.
Terry...
You're not wearing your shoulder belt.
Hey.
Try not to make too much noise. I'm sure Rhett and Erin are asleep.
Okay?
Hamlet senses something's wrong...
...right under this nose, that he alone can set right.
I want two pages next Friday...
...about what he means and whether he succeeds.
Mr. Begleiter, before my parents, mmm--
They ever talked to you about finding different guardians for Rhett and me?
Different from the Glasses? No.
-Well, I think that they wanted to. -They talked about that with you?
No, but my parents weren't nearly as friendly with them after they moved.
Ruby, the Glasses aren't your parents.
They're never gonna be your parents.
-But if Erin or Terry has done anything-- -We sleep in one room, Rhett and me.
Well, that's not ideal.
And then, the other night we were alone in Terry's car. And he--
What? What did he do?
He just put my seat belt on.
But the way that he leaned across me, it wasn't-- It just-- And I felt....
I know it sounds stupid.
And then...
...I walked in and Erin was shooting up. I saw her holding a needle.
Anyway, she looked really baked.
Ruby.
Try and understand this.
The accident, in effect...
...orphaned you and your brother.
So if this doesn't work out with the Glasses...
...you've no place to go.
You're gonna become wards of the state.
And I'm not trying to scare you.
I'm just telling you the facts of life.
I drove halfway here from Malibu with the housekeeper...
...and then I hitchhiked the rest of the way and I was really scared...
But I kept telling myself once I made it, you'd help me and Rhett.
When we met, you said you were somebody I could trust.
Okay.
All right.
I believe you. And I know who to get in touch with.
It's not gonna be easy. I can't promise you any results.
But I can promise you that I'll look into this. You have my word on that.
Thank you.
When we spoke after the funeral...
...you had said that...
...we had more than enough.
How much would that be exactly?
That's really a question for the trust officer over at the L.A. Federal Bank.
But between us, four million dollars.
So you can see, you're financially very secure.
Yeah.
Now why don't you run on home. And do me one more favor?
No hitchhiking.
-This is out, okay? -Yes, sir.
Yeah. Alvin Begleiter calling.
I just had a really disturbing visit from Ruby Baker.
Rhett, why don't you leave that now?
Go and do some homework.
I have a bunch of homework to do, too.
Stay a minute, would you?
What you walked in last night isn't what you think.
Erin suffers from diabetes.
I've kept that private.
It's not something I wanna worry you or Rhett about. The disease is under control.
So what you saw last night was Erin giving herself her nightly insulin injection.
Must've been a shock to walk in on.
One more thing.
Terry tells me that you got a little skittish with him last night.
That makes us feel sad. We want you to trust us, Ruby.
We need your trust.
I know I overreacted, I'm sorry.
There're still some things I need to get used to around here.
We all do.
We're all under stress.
I'm gonna go begin my Hamlet paper.
Hey, if you need any help, let me know.
That'd be great.
That's fine. Now you're gonna put the car in park and step out.
And, Ruby? You're gonna get behind the wheel next.
You can apply a little more gas, Ruby.
I'm sorry, I'm really a bad driver.
There aren't any bad drivers, just inexperienced ones.
Now take a breath Ruby, let's start driving back again.
Bye.
No, Mr. Robinson, I'm sorry. He's not in right now.
But I'll have him call you back as soon as he can.
Hi.
-I'm Ruby Baker. I'm Terry's-- -I know who you are, Ruby.
Okay. Cool.
I stopped by to catch a ride home from Terry when he's ready.
He's having a powwow with some people right now.
-But if you wanna wait, there's a really nice lounge behind me. -Okay, thank you.
-Glass Transit, how may I help you? -Any available service technician, please come to the office.
-So, what's going on, Terry? -Oh, the usual.
But not to worry, fellows. It's nothing that can't be handled.
-Mr. Glass, we had a payment plan. -The dates arrive, the money doesn't.
About that payment plan. Nicole had a day...
...I'd had to call it... unrealistic.
-You proposed that plan. -Yeah, I know.
-It's not dishonesty. We gotta-- -What is it?
Naive optimism.
But then again, I'm an optimist by nature.
I'm betting on myself.
I'll be right with you.
-Where's the money we loaned you, Mr. Glass.? -You're not listening. The money--
-Say "is", as in, "the money is." -Yeah.
Can I help you?
-Whose car is this? -Hell if I know. Just showed up one day.
-One day, when? -I don't know. A few months ago?
-We had a car kinda like this. -You know, you really shouldn't be back here.
Ruby?
What happened before was nothing. Just a business glitch.
Hope you didn't get freaked. People get very weird about money.
I didn't mean to just show up like that, you know? I waited for Vicky and she never came.
We had to let Vicky go. Erin was coming, but she got held up at the hospital.
-Wait. Back up. You had to let Vicky go? -Yeah, we had to.
She drove you somewhere without anyone's permission.
Just to Santa Monica,to the Promenade, to hang out with some kids.
How did you know that she drove me?
How did we know? It's our job to know.
-Did you have a hard day at work, Erin? -It was fine really, thank you.
Hamlet.
Don't you hate how he can't make up his mind?
To be, not be, not not be, be, be not.
My father drove a Saab.
Terry!
Thank you.
For finishing my paper.
That would be wrong.
-Ruby. -Yeah?
Would you mind coming with me?
Sure.
Ruby Baker? I'm Nancy Ryan.
I'm an inspector with the Department of Social Services.
Your estate lawyer let us know that you may have problems with your guardians, is that right?
Ruby, please relax and be open with me. Everything said here stays private.
Okay? So...
...you're 16...
...and your brother is 11, and you are currently sharing a bedroom?
Yeah, for now.
And you saw Erin Glass injecting herself?
-They said she has diabetes. -Diabetes? I'm gonna double check that.
You're writing down everything I say, so now it's gonna be in writing twice.
My word's still not gonna count for shit next to Terry Glass and Doctor Glass, right?
Which is why, when we're done, I'm gonna phone the Glasses and ask them to meet me at their home...
...so I can verify everything with my own eyes.
-Okay? -But...
...then how am I gonna live with them if they know that I told on them?
-Do you wanna live with them? -Well, sometimes things are fine.
Last night, Terry helped me with something...
...but maybe that was to keep me happy, keep my mouth shut.
I know this is scary for you, but you don't have to worry.
In a situation like this, we tell the guardians that we are performing a routine sight inspection.
If it's still in progress when you get home...
...you just act like we've never met or spoken.
You have no idea why I'm there. Okay?
Mrs. Ryan, this is my husband, Terry Glass.
-Hello. -Hello.
Is this really necessary in the middle of a business day?
We're gonna get this done as quickly as possible, Mr. Glass.
Feels like an intrusion. Let's get it over with.
-May l...? -Of course.
It looks like only one child sleeps in here.
Yes, Rhett.
Rhett, yes. And the girl, Ruby, she has her own room?
-Of course. -She's 16.
Nice accommodations.
I think the kids are home. Would you like to meet them?
Yes, I would. Just to say hi.
Oh, but first, Dr. Glass, may I look upstairs?
I know this is awkward, but it's also important.
It's a matter of child safety, just ensuring there's nothing...
...dangerous in easy reach of an eleven-years old.
-"Humulin L and U." -Diabetes. I'm type 1, insulin-dependent.
We have it totally under control.
It would appear that you do.
Here's the two best kids in the world.
Hi, you must be Rhett. I'm Nancy Ryan.
Nice to meet you.
So Rhett, how do you spend your evenings?
When I finish my homework, I read.
And you must be Ruby. You have a very nice room.
Sorry for the inconvenience. You've made a wonderful home for these children.
-Thank you, Dr. Glass. -Thank you.
- Oh, thank you. We'll see you out.
You read? You lie.
Guess who I learned from?
Bye now.
Why don't we order some dinner, hon?
So, how do you like your new room?
Couldn't have come at a better time.
Come on, Mr. Begleiter.
-Hello? -So sorry to disturb at your home at this late hour.
But I found myself wide awake, wondering... "Where's the money?"
You might as well know.
Six months ago I took on a partner. A silent partner and...
...lt just recently came to my attention that the little son of a bitch was skimming cash.
You've lost me. What does all this have to do with our little loan?
I'm waiting, Mr. Glass.
-Mr. Glass, you still there? -Yeah.
He was charging all those personal expenses to the company.
Guess what Terry. Whenever I want to hear a heartbreaking, human-interest story...
...I can watch the local news.
Meanwhile, your next payment's due tomorrow, close of business.
Do you fully understand me, Mr. Glass?
Mr. Glass?
Yeah, I'm here.
And, I'm seeking full restitution from my silent partner.
Plus I found a whole new source of equity.
My big, new, personal piggy bank.
So you can expect another $30,000 for you, right off the badge.
That barely covers the interest. You need to start paying off the principal, my friend.
Of course. The point is that I need some more time. Not a lot more time.
A week at the most.
A week at the most? We'll give you two days, as a favour, because we like you.
And because we'd hate for you to come home tomorrow night, and find your beautiful house burnt down...
...with your wife inside.
Yeah?
"I could a tale unfold, whose light as word would harrow up thy soul...
...freeze thy young blood...
...make thy two eyes like stars, stars from their spheres...
...and each particular hair to stand in end.
If thou didst thy dear father love...
...revenge his foul and most unnatural murder. Murder most foul...
But this most foul, strange, and unnatural...."
Begleiter, Tamper and Brice.
-This is Ruby Baker for Mr. Begleiter, please. -One moment, please.
-Hello Ruby. Did you get my e-mail? -No, 'cause Terry trashed my AOL account.
Or maybe the bill just didn't get paid in the confussion of your move.
Wherever. Did you find out about the BMW?
Right, the BMW.
It was registered to a business: G.T.I.
Glass Transit Incorporated.
-Terry's company. -So, now don't you get it?
Ruby, please come with me.
I think I have to call you back later. Bye-bye.
This is Miss Bassett, our vice principal.
Ruby.
The paper you turned in to Mr. Kim, that was your work, nobody helped?
-No. -Not even Harold Bloom?
The phrase "Hamlet's dance of contraries," didn't sound like one of my students.
I found it and other sentences and phrases in Mr. Bloom's recent book:
Shakespeare: The Invention of the Human.
We were told there's a case of plagiarism on your school record.
Do you understand why we have to take decisive action in a situation like this?
You were told?
-By who? -That is hardly the issue here, young lady.
This sort of cheating has to have real consequences.
We've already spoken to your guardians.
Of course you have.
And frankly, we're not sure whether you can continue at this school.
Well?
Why don't you ask Terry?
Or maybe it's time you started taking some personal responsibility, Ruby.
Yeah, maybe it's time.
Hi. You've reached Jack Avery. I'm out of the country...
...but I'll be checking my machine ocasionally, so leave a message--
Rhett, come here. Wake up.
Don't make a sound, ok? I'm gonna get you dressed. We're gonna go.
-Where? With who? -Away with me.
-Hey! Quit it! You're looking! -Right. Like there's something to see.
It's raining. I was sleeping. I don't wanna go.
Yes, you do. It's gonna be really fun.
They're giving away free Dragon Ball Z tapes at Blockbuster.
We can go there really early and avoid the rush.
Really?
Close the door.
What if they find out?
I'll take the blame, ok?. Just get in the car.
You don't know what you're doing, uh?
Wanna slow down a little?
One thing I learned from Terry: Buckle up.
-Terry's gonna kill you! -Yeah, maybe so.
Turn that off.
Turn that shit off!
Look out!
You almost creamed that guy!
That's right. Now turn it off!
-I wanna go back. -We're not going back
-What do you mean we're not going back? -What I said, genius. Figure it out.
We have to go back! You tricked me into this and now I'm gonna get in trouble.
-No, they tricked you. The Glasses. -What do you mean?
They did not. They're sleeping.
What I mean is that they were gonna send me away to the middle of goddam nowhere so that I wouldn't give them more trouble, and you'd just stay home with Terry and Erin.
I like Terry. I like Erin.
No, you like the shiny shit they blinded you with so that you couldn't see what was right under your nose.
They made you lie to that social worker. She could've helped us.
I didn't know that she was a social worker, ok?
You didn't wanna be separated from your beloved Nintendo.
They bought you off.
-Where are you taking us? -I don't know yet. The point was just to get away.
Crap.
Just don't say anything stupid.
The highway is closed from here to Sunset.
There's a mudslide. You're gonna have to use Malibu Canyon....
-Can I see your driver's license, please? -My driver's license?
-And your registration too, please. -It's....
It's over there in all my stuff.
I think I saw it over here.
I'm gonna have to ask you to pull unto the shoulder and step out of the car, please
Officer!
These are my kids.
Terry Glass, Glass Transit.
-The limos we loaned you for last year's parade. -Oh, yeah. How are you?
Rhett, you poor baby! Come on with me.
We have a little behavior problem back at the old homestead.
Your sister's going through a hard time right now, sweetheart.
-You know, teenage-girl stuff. -Got you.
Good luck.
Move over, hon.
-You can turn around right here. -Thanks.
Don't you have anything to say to me?
You killed my parents.
That's just not insane, it's hurtful.
You're obviously threatened by your business associates. I saw it.
Like Erin said to me the other day, "We need your trust, Ruby."
You need my trust for sure, $4 million dollars' worth.
I got a thriving business. My wife's a successful doctor.
-I got a big, new-- -"Personal Piggy bank."
That's just words out of context. Just words.
-What about your BMW my dad was driving that night? -What about it?!
For your parent's anniversary, I lent them a Beemer...
...so Dave wouldn't have to drive Grace in that dingy old Saab...
...which I hammered out and repainted.
No good deed goes unpunished, ah?
'Cause in your trashy teenage mind, you twisted that into--
What do you think? I what..? Cut the steering, stripped the brakes?
Yeah.
It's understandable, it's basic psychology.
'Cause you don't wanna blame your dad for what happened.
The fact that he had too much booze in him that night.
Then you'd have to ask yourself why your mom and dad...
...weighted the bottle so hard. Whose behavior had driven them to drink?
Get this straight, Ruby.
You and Rhett are mine.
And now I suggest you forget your lurid, female adolescent fantasies and start--
Help! Help!
-Let me go, you bastard! -Calm down, little girl!
What's happening out there?
Your sister is having a tantrum, honey.
Come on. Come back to bed.
Let me go! Get off!
Let go!
You...!
Listen hard, Ruby.
Anything happens to you, we got Rhett for seven more years...
...and all we need is one surviving child.
Erin! Stop him, please!
Erin!
Please come help me, please! He's not gonna hurt you, I promise--
Erin, please don't! Erin, don't! No!
Thank you for being such a good listener.
You'll feel better now, Ruby. Rest, relax.
-Now, where to, ladies? -I vote the mall.
Hey, wait. Time-out. Has anyone heard from Ruby?
-Me? Not for a month. -Same. Won't even answer my e-mails.
What up with Little Miss Malibu? Too busy bodysurfing for her old gal' pals?
Well... Then we are too busy for her.
-Hello? -Where's the rest of our money, Mr. Glass?
You're just not gonna believe this. The bank mailed me a check, but with the wrong zip code.
Some incompetent jerk at the bank inverted the last two digits!
So, basically, I'll need another--
We gotta expand the house, a wing for the kids.
Our little boy's getting bigger and bigger every day, and, of course, the girl is a teen.
I don't know if you've got any kids of your own...
Anyway, construction costs in Malibu are off the charts.
I'm estimating a quarter million, minimum.
We'll need to see blueprints, Mr. Glass. There's an approval process...
Well, you can't get blueprints without an architect.
And my architect is looking for a cash down payment. He's in demand.
I believe we advanced you...
...$30,000 for that purpose just last month.
But that was for a room, before I realized I needed a wing.
And isn't it a general principle of the guardianship to keep the kids comfortable?
Here's the trust document.
It authorizes me to use trust money to enlarge the house.
And isn't it also a general principle that the guardians aren't supposed to suffer economically...
...in the fullfillment of their obligations? I'm paying two tuitions at the Westcott School...
I'm employing a fulltime nanny. These kids are seeing top therapists to help them deal with the tragedy.
I'm planning family trips to broaden their horizons...
... and it's like a root canal every time I need a reimbursement.
-Where'd you get that? -I thought you faxed it to us last week.
Which is why I'm surprised to hear you say you have both children enrolled at Westcott.
Did I say Westcott? We changed our minds about Westcott. It's too... too glitzy.
-Listen. We gotta do what's best for the children. -Isn't that the truth?
Thank you for waiting, Doctor. I can take your order now.
Yes. I need five dozen 10cc syringes Fentanyl...
...and I need two dozen 20cc syringes Demerol.
We sent up 60 of Fentanyl on Monday, Doctor...
Yes, but as I noted in the chart, I had to double the PCA infusion rate of Demerol in six patients.
Dr. Glass?
Diedre, I'll be right with you. I'm on the phone with the pharmacy.
Dr. Wise wants to see you in his office.
The Medical Director.
Wake up, Ruby.
Sleeping Beauty.
All you do is sleep. It scares me.
So you're losing your medical license. That's wonderful.
-I have a sickness. -Yeah, it's called self-pity.
Complicated by being born without a freaking backbone.
So I'm weak, am l?
Maybe I am.
At least I'm not hopelessly greedy and reckless...
...borrowing a million dollars from some loan sharks--
Which should've been paid off by now! We had a good thing going...
...till you stuck your hand in the cookie jar.
A good thing? You son of a bitch!
-I was a doctor! -Yeah, but you turned yourself into a junkie.
Not until you did what you did.
Where were you when I did it?
Right. I saw an opportunity, Erin.
I saw an opportunity and I grabbed it.
'Cause I had what you didn't. I had the nerve, the will.
Since nobody was giving me a second chance, I just took it.
I'm not doing this anymore.
It's already done.
What this is about is containing the damage. You understand?
Good.
You know we're gonna have to get rid of the girl.
Speaking of which, we're dry aren't we?
We've got nothing to take care of Ruby with, so... I guess I'll have to go out and get something.
And if I can't find drugs in L.A....
Hi!
Wave at the camera, Ruby. Wave at the camera!
They can't catch me!
-Come in the water, Erin! -Wait for me! I'm coming too!
Spin me, Erin! Faster! -Good girl.
Rhett. Rhett, move away.
Erin! It took some doing...
...but finally I found some pharmaceutical morphine.
Erin?
God, not now.
Erin?
1875 Montego Canyon.
I thought you'd wanna know.
Ruby?
Honey?
Terry needs to sit down and talk to you kids.
You kids are a handful, you know that?
Where's your sister? Where's your damn sister?
This is where I should've put you from day one.
What's happening?
He just pulled out the Jag.
-He just walked back in the house. -Ok, you just keep working.
He's sleeping.
He fell asleep. There's gonna be a change of plans, ok?
Why would he do that?
He's bombed!
He just finished up a bottle of vodka. Look, it's right there, on the floor.
I think I see what's really weird in front of me.
Begleiter! What's going on?
Mr. Glass. You ought to have your wife take a look at that.
-She's not at home. -You know, I called your office and they said that you'd be at home.
I kept calling but nobody answered, so here I am.
The bank has blocked your guardianship account...
...pending an investigation. The trust officer... he believes there's malfeasance.
The sons of bitches!
Mr. Glass. I went out on a hell of a limb for you.
I warned you about the girl's claims...
...about her e-mials, about her accusations, because I trusted you, and the Bakers trusted you.
But if you've been lying, then the courts are gonna step in.
And if these children are taken from you, they have no place to go.
He thought he was helping us.
Mr. Glass, where are the children?
At their music lessons. Their piano lessons.
You just watch. Next, I'll have to buy them a Steinway...
...and the cheese bastards at the bank will say, "Can't they learn to play the kazoo?"
Shit!
That's my Testarossa.
No, that's our Testarossa. You see, until we get our money back, it's our Testarossa, Terry.
So, you've planned to skip town this morning? Leave us in the wedge, buddy boy?
That' nuts! Where'd you get an idea like that?
-Your wife was kind enough to call us this morning and gave us a little heads up. -My wife?
So, before you leave town, how about repaying the entire loan in one lump cash sum?
The son of a bitch doesn't have our money.
-What's going on, Terry? -Ask him.
-Your silent partner? -The bastard robbed me blind.
-Oh, my God. I'm leaving. -No, no, no.
-You're not going anywhere. -Really?
Yeah. I think we're entitled to an explanation. -From me?
I have absolutely nothing to do with this!
-Nobody listens anymore. -Are you happy, Terry?
Feel good about that? Damned, Terry, you're a troublemaker.
-I guess that took care of the problem. -No, no. Come on. We're gonna discuss this in the car.
There's nothing to discuss!
Look, Terry, just walk like a man out to the Jag, alright?
That was the whole problem. You dealt with it.
The rest is pure profit.
Just not the Jag, okay? The Volvo.
Wait here for a minute, okay?
-Nice little drive in our car. -No! Not in there!
No. Not in there! No! Not in there!
I don't even have the key to the damned car!
Don't sweat it Terry. We've got all the keys to all the cars.
Take the Volvo, not the Jag!
-Let's go! -Okay, you win!
-You win. You win. It's over, okay?
Just please take the Volvo, okay?
You're making this difficult, Terry.
-Whatever. -Take the Volvo.
Brand loyalty. I like that, Terry.
Oh, that little bitch!
You're some kind of joker. We're gonna take the Jaguar.
No!
Hey! You haven't beento our Tarzana office, have you, Mr. Glass?
We got a handball court and a sauna...
...and way in the back we have this special room.
Totally soundproof.
What the--?
What'd you do to this car?! What'd you do to this car?!
Hi, you guys need some help?
Yes.
-You've got everything under control? -Yeah, we've got it covered.
Terry?
You two kids stay in the car.
50110, I have a possible T.C. over the side of Southbound, Malibu Canyon.
-I'll be out, investigating. -Copy that.
50110, I have a rollover T.C...
...with one fatality. I'm gonna need two backup units. 10-4.
Ruby.
It's okay.
Ruby, go! Drive!
-Where's the stupid key?! -It's okay!
We're gonna die here! Let's go! Come on, find them!
Ruby!
I need your help.
-He's getting closer, Ruby! -I got them!
He's getting closer!
Drive! Drive! Drive!
Why are you stopping?! Get us out of here!
It's okay, honey.
-Buckle up. -What're you doing?! -Bucke up!
-It's all forgiven. -Ruby, what're you doing?
You kids okay? Go back and wait by my car.
Things will get easier from here on.
They already have.
Let's go home.