Episode 6 Thanksgiving ACT I

[ In the kitchen in the Stewarts' home on Thanksgiving morning. Philip is drinking coffee. ]

Ellen: OK, Philip. This is your third cup of coffee. We should get to work, or we won't be finished by dinner time.

Philip: I guess we must.

Ellen: We must.

Philip: OK. [ He walks to the table in the center of the room.] The beginning of my famous Thanksgiving apple pie.

Philip: [ He picks up an apple. ] One apple. Two apples. Three apples. Four apples.

Ellen: Come on, Philip! Get busy with your famous apple pie. There's much more to be done.

Philip: [ thinking... ] Now, the ingredients. What goes into my apple pie besides apples? Ah, yes. Flour, sugar, butter. 

Philip: [ He looks in the refrigerator and carries the butter dish to the table. ] Butter, nice and cold and hard. OK, here are the walnuts. Last but not least, the reason my apple pie is famous--cinnamon.

Philip: Cinnamon ... [ He begins to look for the cinnamon. ] Ellen, where's the cinnamon?

Ellen: If there is any cinnamon, it's in the cabinet with the salt and pepper.

Philip: [ He opens the cabinet. He brings the spice rack to the table. ] Salt, pepper, dill weed, garlic powder, cinnamon. Ellen?

Ellen: Yes, Philip.

Philip: Is it possible that we forgot to buy cinnamon?

Ellen: Yes, it is possible that we forgot to buy cinnamon.

Philip: Well, how can I make my famous apple pie without cinnamon?

[ Robbie enters. ]

Robbie: Good morning.

Ellen: Oh, hi, Robbie. Good morning.

Philip: Good morning. Robbie. Can you do me a favor?

Robbie: Sure, Dad. What?

Philip: Remember my apple pie on Thanksgiving? What do you love about it?

Robbie: The apples?

Philip: No. The sssss...

Robbie: Cinnamon.

Philip: Right. We don't have any cinnamon.

Robbie: I'll go down to Henry's grocery. He's always open. I'll get some for you.

Philip: That's my boy! [ He takes money from his pocket and hands it to Robbie. ]

Ellen: Oh, put your heavy jacket on, Robbie. It's cold outside.

Robbie: Alexandra might call. Tell her I'll call her right back.

Robbie: OK.

Philip: Thanks, Son. [ Robbie leaves. ]

Ellen: Uh, why does he always have to slam the door?

[ A little later. The telephone rings in the kitchen. Ellen answers it. ]

Ellen: Hello.... Hello, Alexandra. How are you? ... Fine. Robbie just went to the store. He'll be back soon.  He said he'll call you. ... Oh, oh, I see.... Oh ... certainly.

Ellen: Well, do you have the phone number there? ... Oh ... I see.... Please, I know he wants to talk to you.... Thank you, and happy Thanksgiving to you and your family, too. Try to come by later for dessert.... Bye.

Ellen: [ To Philip ] That was Alexandra. She and the Molinas are going to spend Thanksgiving with their cousins. She doesn't have the phone number.

Philip: Oh, Robbie will be disappointed.

Ellen: He'll be grouchy.  Maybe she'll call back. She promised.

[ He returns from the store. ]

Robbie: Here's your cinnamon, Pop. It was a dollar and sixty cents. You forgot to ask me for the change. 

Philip: Or did you forget to give it to me?

[ Robbie gives him the chane. Philip puts it in his pocket. ]

Philip: Thanks, Son.

Ellen: Alexandra called.

Robbie: I'll call her back.

Ellen: She said she'll call you later. She's not at home.

[ Robbie dials Alexandra's telephone number anyway. She doesn't answer. ]

Philip: You should have your breakfast, Son. Make you feel better. Protein, vitamins.

Robbie: She said she'll call back?

Ellen: Yes, she did.

[ He enters the kitchen. ]

Grandpa: Good morning, everyone! Happy Turkey Day! What's wrong?

Robbie: Nothing. [ angry ] Absolutely nothing. [ He leaves the room. ]

Grandpa: What's gotten into him?

Ellen: He missed a phone call. 

Grandpa: From ...?

Philip: Yes, Alexandra.

Grandpa: It's nice to see young love.... Oh, to be young again! Where's the coffee?