Come on, Dorothy. [gasps]
I'll take a picture of you reading the casting.
It's a big maybe. I can't believe I actually auditioned.
I can't see.
Wait. Now I can see.
You're in the cast!
Oh, my gosh.
Oh, no, wait, I can see it. I'm…
Angry Apple Tree Number 3?
[Hannah chuckles] I'm so excited.
[sighs] I'm so happy to be playing Dorothy.
- Congratulations, Hannah. - You too, Amber.
You got yourself a role. You must be absolutely thrilled.
She sure did.
She's a tree.
Not just any tree. Angry Apple Tree Number 3.
Shh!
You'll be great. A great tree. [chuckles]
- Well, she's done her research. - What?
Nothing. [chuckles]
I can't stand that she still has the tree hanging over us.
[chuckles] That's kind of funny.
Are you okay?
I'm not feeling well.
I think I'm gonna ask to be excused.
["All Good" playing]
Dear Diary, I'm only telling you this.
I let myself dream that I, Amber Brown,
could actually get the part of Dorothy.
And I would have been okay with getting any other part,
like-- like Glinda, or even the Scarecrow.
But Angry Tree Number 3?
It hurts. [sighs]
And I'm not sure if we can turn off our dreams,
but I think I need to, if it hurts this much when they don't come true.
I dream of my parents getting back together.
- [Sarah] Amber! - [gasps]
[grunts]
Amber?
Honey.
[laughing] Hi.
I need to take your temperature. Come here.
[thermometer beeps]
98.6. No fever.
- [sighs] Mom? - Yeah?
I don't think I'm really sick sick.
[sighs] Yeah.
I think maybe Dorothy has something to do with this.
And her little dog too.
It's my dreams.
I dreamed of being Dorothy.
But I'm a tree. [chuckles]
- Come on. Trees are awesome. - [chuckles]
They're so strong, and they--
They provide so many things, like-- like shade and f-furniture.
Also, uh, firewood.
Really, Mom? You sound like Max.
- That's not such a bad thing. - [sighs]
I can't believe I even auditioned.
I'm so embarrassed.
- What? - I'm so ashamed.
Just wait till Dad finds out.
Amber Brown,
your dad is proud of you, whatever role you play.
No. [sighs] I auditioned for Dorothy.
The lead.
Dad was Juror Number 8. That's lead.
What? He was what?
[sighs] Dad, remember? In eighth grade?
He was Juror Number 8 in 12 Angry Men.
He was the lead. A star.
I vaguely remember that.
And I'm Angry Apple Tree Number 3.
Which I will never forget,
- because I'm so proud of you. - Don't start with that.
[Sarah] Honey, no, seriously.
You learned how to take a risk.
You were brave and auditioned.
You faced disappointment and then--
and then learned how to feel good about the accomplishment.
Feel good about it? Who said I feel good about it?
- Well-- - About being a tree.
You know, you gotta choose to feel good about it.
- I don't think so. - [cell phone ringing]
Here. Talk to Justin.
I'll go make us some tomato soup and grilled cheese. Sound good?
- All right. - Okay.
[ringing continues]
- Hey. - [Justin] Hey.
-Did you get the part? Dorothy? - No.
But you got a call to check the cast list?
[sighs] Well, yeah.
I found out a couple other girls did a great job auditioning for Dorothy too.
So I'm not the only one.
We-- We all got parts though.
All right!
You did get a part?
I'm Angry Apple Tree Number 3.
[chuckles, sighs deeply]
Ouch.
Don't laugh.
I'm sorry.
[sighs] Who is Dorothy?
[sighs] Guess.
- Stanley? - Ha ha.
Hannah?
Okay, so it's Hannah. How boring.
Let her have her fun, and you have a great time being an angry tree.
No, I can't. I have to quit.
-You can't quit. - [sighs] I'm embarrassed.
Of what? Because you went out on a limb to audition.
Be proud that you branched out.
[chuckles] Oh, brother.
I wish I could be there to see you as that angry tree.
-Number 3. - Number 3.
[sighs]
- I wanted to impress my dad. - [Justin] And you will.
Like I did when I tried out for Little League.
My dad was the coach. [sighs] Talk about embarrassed.
He put me in the outfield, hoping nothing would come my clumsy way.
The only time I caught a ball
was when it fell into the back of my oversized jersey.
Thank God I had the jersey tucked in.
[Justin's mother] Justin, let's go!
Gotta go. Don't quit. Ba-later!
- Ba-later. - [phone chimes]
- [Amber] Morning. - Hey.
Ooh. Can I have some of that salad?
Uh, it is a facial that your Aunt Pam is testing out for my new book.
- Mm-hmm. - Huh?
But it is edible. Yes, one could have some.
That's okay. I'll just have some of the cucumber slices.
Uh-- [stammers] I mean, those are my eye treatments, so--
- Okay! - Gonna-- Yeah.
Um… [chuckles] …is any of the food here for eating?
I mean, look, I can make you some pancakes. Hmm?
- That aren't green? - [chuckling] Yeah.
Really?
Pancakes coming up.
- Okay. [chuckles] Thanks. - [Max] Yeah.
Oh, Mom, I can't find my Velcro branches, and we're doing a dress rehearsal today.
Hall closet, in a ziplock bag, safety-pinned to your jean jacket.
Okay, thanks.
So, this is exciting.
How are rehearsals going?
- Okay, I guess. - [Max] Mm-hmm.
I haven't been in the complete tree costume yet.
They say once I have it on, I can't sit down.
- The bark base doesn't bend. - That's how I feel in a pair of jeans.
- [chuckles] - [Amber chuckles]
- I think this is already working. - It's great, right?
Yeah, now I have more respect for salads.
[Amber, Max laugh]
Well, I am looking forward to you in the play, Amber.
[jazzy music playing]
[cymbal crashes, music stops]
[music resumes]
[cymbal crashes, music stops]
[music resumes, ends]
Amber, I made you a lunch for your extra-long rehearsal day.
Thanks, but we're not supposed to bring any food into the theater.
- They're having a problem with mice. - Oh.
[shudders] I am so afraid of mice.
I don't even wanna bring a crumb in on me.
Sorry, mice. No Amber buffet today.
[chuckles]
- Did you see that? - Mm-hmm. I did.
Did you just see that? That was a laugh.
Sounded like more of a smile. It was like…
Actually, I can't show you 'cause I can't move my face.
- Come on. That was a laugh! Right? - Yes, it's a laugh.
- Babe, it was totally a laugh. I saw it. - Touchdown!
Wow, settle down.
- Hey. - [sighing] Hi.
- Yeah, come in. - Okay. Okay.
I appreciate you not going through the attorney.
- Yeah. - Let's figure it out.
Yeah. [sighs]
- Do you want, um, coffee? Okay. - Yeah. Yes. Yeah.
[metal clanks]
Yeah, uh, same pipe.
I can fix it. Uh, tighten in two seconds.
I just need, uh-- Do you have a toolbox?
Well, I-- I mean, yeah, your toolbox is still here.
But, uh, I c-- I could call someone, like a plumber,
- or have Max take a look at it or-- - Oh, no, no, no. I can do it.
[stammers] Are you sure that you don't mind?
Positive. It's fine.
- I'll get it. - Okay.
[sighs deeply, clears throat]
Hey, honey! I'm home!
In a home. Your home.
[clears throat] Sarah!
Hi. Um, I'm Phil.
Hi. Nice to meet you. Max.
[sighs] Sarah know you're here?
No. I broke in.
That's funny.
- Uh… - Hi.
- Well, I'm gonna go fix the faucet. - Oh. Kay. [whispering] That's--
Um…
Why didn't you-- Why didn't you call me first?
I had a client cancel.
I thought I'd take you to lunch. I thought it'd be a nice surprise.
Um, I didn't know that you hired your ex-husband to do the plumbing.
No, no. He's here to talk about Amber's custody schedule.
Ah, okay. I can handle the plumbing.
[chuckles] You put, like, three feet of duct tape on those pipes.
- It stopped the leak, didn't it? - Okay.
Then why don't you go up and help him?
- No. - Why?
I am not going up there. He's gonna… [gulps] …make fun of my duct tape.
- Can you just go up and help? - Shh. Okay, fine, fine. I will.
- I will go… - You're gonna go?
-…up there. - Thank you very much.
[metal clanking]
Can I help?
I mean, I could just take over.
You and Sarah could have your meeting.
Oh, no, it's not a problem. Let me handle it.
Who the heck put all this duct tape on here?
Sarah.
- What a mess. - Yeah, I know, right?
- [Phil] Can you hand me-- - Hey, how's it going?
[Phil] Oh, Max, can you hand me a basin wrench?
Yeah! Uh--
I think it's probably--
- It's gotta be one of those. - Um… This one right here.
Yeah.
Uh, Max, can you hold on to the faucet?
- It's gonna be loose for a second. - Yeah.
- Sorry. Sorry. - [Sarah] No, it's--
- [Phil grunts] - Oh, here. I got-- I can-- I can get that.
[sighs]
I can't handle this.
What? What did-- Did I-- What did I do? Did I do something?
No, um, best you get a professional in here.
Let me just tighten up the faucet.
- [whispers] Do you wanna help? - [whispers] I don't know, I'm holding it.
Uh-- Do you wanna-- do you wanna go out for coffee
to talk about Amber's schedule or…
No. You know what? I'm gonna go.
You guys-- you guys should be able to have your meeting here.
- [sighs] - Maybe we all three should meet,
seeing as you're gonna be marrying my wife.
- Whoa. Ex-wife. - [Phil] Whatever!
- Phil, I'm so sorry. - [Max scoffs]
- I wanted to tell you in person. - You know, if it's any comfort,
Sarah didn't even tell me you were moving back into the States. So…
Max! Yes, I did. I told you.
Does Amber know you're engaged?
- I told-- - I told Sarah to tell you first.
- Max. - [Phil] The way it should be.
I agree.
Am I awake?
["One Two Three Four" playing]
[sighs]
Then my dad saw the engagement ring, and he was not happy.
And then what?
- Then, awkward central. - I'm sure.
And they're all planning on coming to the play.
Aunt Pam, Max, Dad and Mom.
And my mom.
Yep. [sighs]
[sighs]
We've got a lot more painting to do.
[sighing] Yeah.
- Wanna try Max's facial? - Yeah!
- All right. - [chuckles]
How do we apply it to our face?
We use our hands?
Sounds good.
[laughs]
- [song continues] - [chuckles]
Wow, the green really makes my eyes pop.
I'm feeling prettier, if that's even possible.
- [giggles] - [laughs] You have any chips?
Yeah, I think so.
[gasps]
- [crunches] - [chuckles]
Girls!
Yeah, Dad, still in here with the paint!
[Phil] Aunt Pam will be dropping off some of your pillows, Amber!
Okay.
Don't put that paint on your skin.
What is this for? Some kind of selfie or something?
[stammers] It could be toxic.
It's okay, Dad.
It's edible.
Oh, geez. W-- What is that?
- [cell phone rings] - It's an avocado facial.
- And dip. - [sighs]
- Uh-- I'm gonna take this. - Shocker.
The landlord's son will be dropping off some filters for the air conditioner.
He totally thought it was paint.
- That we painted our faces. - [giggles]
Max said we should wash it off when it tightens the skin.
- It feels pretty good. Refreshing. - Yeah.
[song continues]
[gasps]
Amber? Brandi?
[imitating alien] We are from Zarnar. We've come to study your planet.
Take us to your leader.
Uh, I can't do the voice, but I can do this!
[imitating robot noises]
[all imitating robot noises]
[no audible dialogue]
Can't ever touch the sides of it, because it gets too hot.
So, I have to make sure to steer from the frame.
[giggles] That's cool.
[imitating alien] Looks like something we'd have on our spaceship.
- [imitating alien] Totally! - [giggles]
Bravo.
[both] Bravo! Bravo! Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!
[car horns honking]
[chattering]
[Sarah whispering] Hi. So exciting.
[gasps, sighs]
- [Aunt Pam] Did you know about-- - [whispering] Hi.
- Yes. - Yeah, and her name is right here.
[Aunt Pam, Max chattering]
[whispering] I think she's right after intermission.
[car horns honking]
I'm sorry, Amber.
[sighs]
[audience chattering]
[whispering] I think she's looking for Phil.
You're all on immediately after intermission, okay?
We're gonna be lined up here. Let's go get ready. Let's go.
[students chattering]
Should've quit when I got this part of a lousy tree.
[chattering continues]
This is a waste of time.
No wonder Dad's not here. He's probably embarrassed.
Hi.
Hi. What's your name?
Paula.
It's nice to meet you, Paula.
I'm Amber. Also known as "Angry Apple Tree Number 3." [giggles]
[typing]
Must be so cool to be a tree.
Must be cool to be--
"Intermission lady."
[giggles]
Are you nervous?
I guess.
You just need some courage.
Um… [chuckles] …yeah.
- [Amber] Great bow tie. [giggles] - [chuckles]
Thanks.
[chuckles] I'm so proud of you.
- [audience cheering] - [audience member] So cute! Whoo!
[Paula] Here I go.
Go, Paula!
- Whoo! Whoo! - [students, audience cheering]
[cheering continues]
[audience applauding]
Well, that was great. [chuckles]
You think so? I was nervous.
You couldn't tell at all.
[typing]
Awesome. Feels so good.
Wish me luck.
Luck!
[giggles]
Go get 'em, Angry Tree Number 3.
[dramatic music playing]
[whispering] Is that her, second from the left?
[squeaking]
[gasps]
No, no, no.
Oh, no, where is it? Where is it? [exhales sharply]
[whimpers]
[Amber groans] Pardon me. Excuse me. I, um--
[groans] Just-- Excuse me.
[gasps] Oh, my gosh!
- Is she all right? - What's going on?
- Mouse! Mouse, mouse! - What? Where?
House?
- What? Wha-- - House?
Mouse!
Timber!
- Oh, no. - [Sarah groaning]
[students grunting]
- [Amber] I'm okay. - [student 1] Totally fine.
- [angry tree 1] Good here. - [student 2] I'm all right.
[student 3] I'm okay, but I think I broke a branch.
- [laughs] - Yeah! [laughs]
[giggles] Take it away, Paula.
[audience applauding]
- [laughs] - [audience cheering] Whoo!
[Amber] Thank you, Paula!