Cut to Mary on the stage, receiving her award. She says, "I'd really like to thank the Local Businessman's Association for this honor, but I can't." Here we go. Mary then goes on about how the recipient of the award is viewed as a role model, and she think Cory deserves the award as much as she does, if not more so, for "finishing high school, with honors, while raising a baby. Even though she's not a role model for the Local Businessman's Association, she is for me." Cory and her mother and daughter come out on stage, Mary hands her the award, and of course the Camdens are the first to give them both a standing ovation, while the rest of the audience makes oh-Jesus-we're-doing-the-standing-thing? faces.
And -- it's -- INTERVENTION TIME! Yay! NOT! Sergeant Michaels has just entered the Camden living room, where Lee and Grandma are sitting. With him is Pothead, who says, "Okay. What's goin' on?" RevCam: "This is an intervention, Jeff." Pothead: "I'm outta here." He turns to leave, but The Sarge stops him by saying, "You can listen to your family or go to jail. The choice is yours." So Pothead sits down and says, "Look, I don't know what my son told you, but I don't smoke pot." Lee: "Dad, stop lying! You smoke marijuana! I took your pot from you because I was afraid you would smoke it, and do something stupid." Like what -- watch TV and eat chips? Giggle? Fall asleep? Anyway, Grandma wants to throw in her two cents: "If you don't make me a promise, right now, that you'll take the steps to clean up you're life, then I'll get custody of Lee and you'll never see us again. And I don't want to do that. I just can't sit by and watch my grandson turn to drugs the way you did." Lee: "I already lost a mother. I don't want to lose you, too." Pothead admits he has a problem, and agrees to clean up his act. Through teary eyes and trembling lip, he says: "I don't want to lose my son." Niagara Falls all around. Lee, Grandma, and Pothead all embrace and cry. Annie takes RevCam aside, and with misty eyes asks him: "Does this mean you're back to work?" RevCam: "I guess it does." Annie: "How does it feel?" RevCam: "Good. It feels good." They kiss, and we go to black.
So, what did we learn today? Pro-active teenage mothers rock, while pot, cheating, and walkie-talkies suck.
Oh, and for the last time, shut up, Ruthie.