[Roxy and Trevor are video-conferencing]
All right, babe. This is what we've been working on. You ready?
[Pamela walks into Roxy's house and sees her laughing at her laptop. Trevor is dancing for Roxy wearing only his bullet-proof vest and boxers.]
Pamela
[looks on in amazement] I haven't seen that move since the 80's. [Roxy continues laughing] Wow...oh my...
[Trevor realizes that Pamela is watching and stops]
[comes up to webcam, embarrassed] Oh wow. All right, we're gonna talk about this later. [switches off his webcam]
Pamela
[laughs] That was a good way to end my shift.
[still laughing] I am in so much trouble right now!
I'd rather have a colicky baby than a crabby teenager any day.
Yeah. He's twelve going on sixteen. I swear he suddenly woke up like a completely different person. He doesn't want to do his chores. He doesn't want to play with Finn. He stays in his room all the time.
Pamela
Well, we all know what that means.
[Claudia Joy looks at Denise and both laugh]
Oh, no! Do not even go there!
Pamela
I'm just saying you might wanna see what kind of magazines he's keeping under his mattress.
[laughs in horror] Trust me, I do not!
That's perfectly natural. [Roxy looks at him] I'm just sayin'.
Gotta strap yourself in, Roxy. The teen years are not for the faint of heart.
The worst part? Just when things start to get better, they leave.
[about meeting Jeremy's fiancée] I don't know that "excited" is the right word. Not that I don't want to meet her. It's just...incredibly weird. I mean...I'm gonna be a mother-in-law.
Ah yes, the hyphenate that strikes fear in the hearts of women everywhere.
Pamela
And I suppose you love your mother-in-law, huh?
She never visits, she never calls, what's not to love? [gets up to leave] I gotta go home to see my wife.
Oh, sure, rub it in. You've got someone to go home to unlike the four D's here.
Deployed, deployed, deployed, divorced.
Nothing happened. We talked, we had a few beers.
Pamela
Are you ok?
[wistfully] I just wish Trevor were home.
Pamela
Yeah, that would make things easier, wouldn't it?
Whit was never marriage material. We were just friends.
I know how that might look but I think Roxy can take care of herself, don't you?
Pamela
No, I don't. She's not thinking clearly right now. Trevor's been gone a long time and she's struggling.
Pamela
Yeah, but you're not the man of the house, Whit. Trevor is.
Pamela
So whether you mean to nor not, your being here confuses things for Roxy. And for the boys.
[on the phone with Pamela] I just left him there asleep. I mean, like, really asleep. His body is in a totally different time zone.
Pamela
Wait, so Trevor still doesn't know about Whit? Roxy! This is getting ridiculous!
What could I do? Just shake him from a dense sleep? "Hey morning babe. Oh, uh, Finn's dad is my contractor."
BBoone
Ok, I want your honest opinion.
Pamela
About what?
Pamela
[rolls eyes] Boone...
BBoone
I won't mark you down on your evaluation if that's what you're worried about, Moran. You know me better than that.
Pamela
Do I?
Pamela
Boone, I haven't said a single word about her and you bit my head off twice today.
BBoone
[deadpan] It looks pretty intact to me.
[Pamela gives him the sarcastic "seriously?" look]
You know, what happened today, not being able to reach you, wondering if you were all right. It made me realize how you must've felt all those times I was away on missions.
Pamela
Sucks, right?
Yeah. I understand why you wanted me to quit.
Pamela
I just wanted you out of danger.
[bangs on the bathroom door] Katie, hurry up!! Come on Katie! Open up! You've been in there forever!
[from inside the bathroom] Have not!
Have too! [to Lucas] Is she always like this?
[knocks on door] Hurry up!
[angrily] Ok, TJ! Knock it off!
Pamela
Katie! The boys are waiting! [knocks on door] Put it in gear!
[walks past the boys] Can't find my patrol cap.
LLucas
Is that like a baseball hat?
[sheepishly] We were sort of playing with it in my room. [Trevor goes to the boys' room]
LLucas
[bangs on bathroom door] Katie! The toilet flush!
[Lucas and TJ groan and grumble loudly]
[from inside the bathroom] It's not my fault!
Pamela
Katie! Open the door. I'll deal with it.
Pamela
[continues knocking on door angrily] Katie! Katie Moran!
[Trevor grabs his hat and storms out of the house, Roxy rushes after him]
This is getting old, babe.
Ok, it won't be much longer.
[sarcastically] How long? Do you realize we haven't had sex in two weeks?
Well, maybe we could get a room.
If we could get a room I'd put the Morans in it. That's the problem. There are no rooms.
Ok, well, she's my best friend. And she saved Finn's life. So, just a little longer.
[Trevor looks at her and says nothing, gets on his bike and leaves for work]
Pamela
[sadly, after telling Roxy she is moving to California to join] I've had enough. Kids have had a enough. Time to go home.
Pamela
Roxy, I love you like a sister but you know that's not true. I mean, home is where my husband is. So, we're going to California. Next week.
Pamela
Roxy, I have to. I have to go and you have to let me.
[Roxy and Trevor are saying goodbye to Pamela]
Pamela
[tearfully] Don't..don't say anything.
Call, text, write, come back. I love you.