In the hall, he meets his parents. "MATT," says Annie, "is she the baby." I think Catherine Hicks was supposed to say those lines with concerned urgency, but she ended up sounding more awesomely stoned than anything else. Matt says that Lucy and the baby are fine.
Even though no one was home when the CamRents were asking around, Martin is there now, loading already-clean dishes into the dishwasher and answering the phone. It's Ruthie, and she's disappointed to hear Martin's voice. I'm sure Martin is disappointed to hear her voice as well. As I am disappointed to hear both of them. Martin reports that the CamRents came home, but ran back out again, and asks Ruthie what's bugging her. Ruthie says that everyone is watching Charlie sleep, and they're always around him, and Mary and Carlos have been acting like honeymooners. "I feel completely out of place," says Ruthie, and you'd think that she of all people would feel a definite sense of belonging in Puerto Rico. Ruthie says she's homesick and wants to be home for Thanksgiving. "I can't even believe I'm not there," she says, although I sense that her feelings of being out of place and homesickness are more "jealous that someone else is getting attention" than anything else. And I'd like to take this moment to give Brenda another THANKS for making me feel very sad about not being home for Thanksgiving. I was prepared for last week's little assault on my emotions, but this time she caught me by surprise and I spent the rest of the night looking up plane tickets home through my tears. Damn you, Hampton, for this! Damn you, online discount travel service, for not having a reasonably-priced option that didn't require a combined travel time of less than twenty-four hours! Damn you, plate tectonics, for not shifting more so that Los Angeles is closer to Connecticut!
Martin tells Ruthie that he knows what it's like to spend Thanksgiving away from one's family because he never gets to spend it with his. But that was last week's storyline, so Martin moves on to giving Ruthie some advice: tomorrow, she should go to the kitchen and help with the cooking. Housework will get Ruthie's mind off of things, and train her to be a good little housewife to boot! Ruthie reminds Martin that she's in Puerto Rico, and there is no Thanksgiving. Martin says he's pretty sure Puerto Rico has Thanksgiving. And he's right; I checked. How does Ruthie not know that herself? You would think that Carlos or Mary or someone in the house would have mentioned it, or at least put up some decorations. Ruthie says that this Thanksgiving, she'll be grateful for her family and she counts Martin as family. "I love you, Martin. Like a brother, I mean," she says. "I love you too, Ruthie," says Martin. Well, I don't like where this is headed at all.