Mary:
I got there as fast as I could, Sister Mary. What is it this time?
Mary:
Why don't you ask Phillip?
Helen:
Phillip? [Phillip turns around, revealing a black eye] Darling! What happened?
Phillip:
Nothing.
Helen:
Who did that to you?
Phillip:
One of the kids. [points at Sister Mary] *She* started it. She says I'm not legal.
Helen:
What?
Phillip:
And Mike isn't my brother.
Helen:
Of course he's your brother.
Phillip:
Then my name's Phillip Beardsley.
Mary:
Phillip North.
Phillip:
There she goes again.
Mary:
Sister, couldn't you - couldn't you just call him Phillip Beardsley?
Mary:
I'm sorry, but the school requires that we use their legal names.
Phillip:
Let's go to another school.
Helen:
Sister, I, uh... I understand your legal problem, but you must try to understand mine. You see, I'm trying to bring two families together, and this is the first sign that I may be succeeding. So, I really would appreciate it if you'd let Phillip sign his name Beardsley.
Mary:
But legally, it's North.
Mary:
But it's more important that emotionally, it's Beardsley.
Mary:
North.
Helen:
Beardsley.
Mary:
North!
Helen:
Beardsley, Beardsley, Beardsley!
Phillip:
Watch out, Mom. You might get a black eye.
