Later that afternoon. The Stewart family and Harry and Michelle are sitting around the table. They are ready to have their Thanksgiving Day dinner. |
Philip: |
OK, everybody. I want to welcome Harry and his daughter Michelle to Thanksgiving with us. |
Harry: |
Thank you, Dr. Stewart. |
Philip: |
Call me Philip. |
Harry: |
OK. |
Philip: |
But first, I think we should take a moment and remember the meaning of Thanksgiving. |
Harry: |
Philip, I took Michelle to a school play about the first Thanksgiving. |
Philip: |
Well, why don't you tell us about that, Michelle? |
Michelle: |
Thanksgiving was about the Pilgrims, the first settlers in America. They shared the first harvest with the Indians and gave thanks. |
Philip: |
All right. Then in that spirit let's each of us give thanks. Each in his own way. Who wants to begin? |
Grandpa: |
I will. I give thanks for being here with my family and for being well, so I can enjoy you all. |
Robbie: |
All right! We love you, Grandpa. |
Susan: |
I'd like to give thanks for a healthy year, a good job, and for meeting Harry and Michelle. |
Harry: |
We'd like to give thanks for meeting Susan and the Stewart family. |
Michelle: |
I love you, Daddy. |
Susan: |
[speaking softly to Harry] Thanks, Harry. That was very kind of you. |
Robbie: |
I'd like to give thanks for Grandpa coming to live with us. And I'd also like to thank my math teacher for giving me a passing grade. And [with hope] call me, Alexandra. |
Ellen: |
Oh, Robbie! |
Grandpa: |
She'll call. |
Richard: |
You go first, Marilyn. |
Marilyn: |
I'm thinking. You go first. |
Richard: |
Well, you all know I'm working on my photo album. It's not finished yet. [He looks at Marilyn.] And I'd like to thank Marilyn for being so patient. |
Marilyn: |
Thanks, Richard. I should thank you for encouraging me to keep working on my fashion designs. I'm lucky to have a husband with an artistic eye. |
Ellen: |
Oh, we have a lot to be thankful for. For the food on this table. Just like the Pilgrims. |
Philip: |
I'll go along with that, Ellen. |
Ellen: |
Well, help me serve, Robbie. [They begin to serve the dinner.] |
Later, after dinner. |
Harry: |
It was a wonderful meal, Mrs. Stewart. Thank you. |
Richard: |
And now to see the end of the football game. |
Philip: |
Exactly. [He gets up.] |
Ellen: |
Where are you going, Philip? |
Philip: |
Remember, the Michigan football game? And Michigan needs a touchdown. |
Ellen: |
Did you forget something? |
Robbie: |
Dad, your famous apple pie. |
Philip: |
Just let me see the score, Ellen. |
Marilyn: |
Go ahead, Philip. We should all take a little break before dessert. [Philip and Richard go into the living room. The other members of the family take the dishes from the table. Then the doorbell rings.] |
Ellen: |
Oh, who could that be? Oh, it must be Alexandra. I invited her to come by for dessert. |
Robbie: |
You did? [Ellen and Robbie go to the front door.] |
Grandpa: |
I like Ellen. [Alexandra enters.] |
Robbie: |
You know everyone, Alexandra. |
Ellen: |
No, she doesn't know Harry Bennett and his daughter Michelle. |
Alexandra: |
Nice to meet you. |
Harry & Michelle: |
Hi. |
Marilyn & Susan: |
Hello, Alexandra. |
Alexandra: |
Hi, Marilyn. Hi, Susan. Happy Thanksgiving. |
Ellen: |
And Alexandra brought us a pumpkin pie. |
Robbie: |
Please sit down, Alexandra. [calling] Dad, RichardAlexandra's here. [Richard and Philip come into the kitchen.] |
Richard: |
Michigan needs a touchdown. Three minutes to play. Hi, Alexandra. Welcome. |
Philip: |
Hello, Alexandra. Yes, Michigan needs a touchdown. One tiny little touchdown, with just three minutes to play. |
Alexandra: |
You want Michigan to win. |
Philip: |
How'd you guess? |
Ellen: |
And Alexandra brought us a pumpkin pie. [Philip walks to the oven. He turns around with a strange look on his face.] |
Ellen: |
What happened? |
Philip: |
We forgot to turn the oven on. |
Ellen: |
We did? Philip, why don't you go watch the last three minutes of the game. I will serve coffee and pumpkin pie. |
Philip: |
[He leaves.] OK. I'll be back in a few minutes. |
Ellen: |
Robbie, would you bring the dessert plates. And, Marilyn, would you pour coffee, please. |
Marilyn: |
Sure, Ellen. |
Grandpa: |
How was your Thanksgiving dinner, Alexandra. |
Alexandra: |
Just wonderful, Mr. Stewart. The Molinas are a large family. I love being with them. |
Robbie: |
I'm glad you came by, Alexandra. |
Alexandra: |
I am, too. |
Philip: |
[He shouts from the living room.] Touchdown! Touchdown! Touchdown! |
Grandpa: |
Great Thanksgiving. Lots to be thankful for. Michigan scored a touchdown. Alexandra came by. And nobody misses Philip's famous apple pie. |
Ellen: |
Oh, Grandpa! |