- I had a car accident. Lost a lot of my memory.
- How long do I have before I develop full blown leukemia?
(narrator): Previously, on Doc.
- It's adrenaline. - Oh.
- Are you okay? - Remember HIPAA.
- I don't want anyone at Westside thinking
I'm anything less than vital.
- You record your therapy sessions?
- Sometimes.
- Did you hear what was on that recording?
- Stuff that was bad for me and Nora.
You ought to lose your license.
- Convince Nora you love her! - I thought I did.
But then Amy came back. - Stop fighting!
(soft music on store speakers)
- Hmm?
- Oh, I already got those. - Yeah, you got one.
That's not enough.
I, uh... I need more salty, too.
- Oh, I think that should do it. - Uh, nope, not that one.
- They're your favourite.
- I know, but they're not the melon's favourite.
- How do you know? - Because she just kicked me.
- She's been kicking all morning.
- I know man, but this one's different. Okay?
Trust me, we have a language.
- Okay, okay.
(robber): Put the money in the bag! Now! Now!
I said, now!
- Nobody uses cash. There isn't much--
- Shut the hell up and fill the bag!
(robber breathing heavily)
Come on, give me what you dropped!
- No, Andi!
(robber grunting)
- Ow, ow, ow. - Don't worry, don't worry!
I got you, baby! - Ow, it hurts!
(Andi moaning in pain)
- I got the gun!
- It's okay, you're okay, sweetie.
- Is the baby okay?
- It's just your leg. I'll get you help!
- I don't care about my leg!
It's the baby. She stopped kicking.
She stopped kicking!
(theme music)
(Dr. Carey): And... do you recall what happened
right before the panic attack?
- Dad was fighting with Grandpa.
- About what?
- About Nora.
And my mom.
- What do you think she's saying in there?
- As long as she's saying something.
She keeps so much bottled up, this was bound to happen.
- Hmm. I know it's been a lot lately, but...
why now?
- Why not now?
Nora left with Simon, she's in an empty house again--
- Well, that's on you both times.
- The hacker was my fault?
You sound like Max and the board.
- You reap what you sow.
And the rest of us pay the price for it.
- That is disgusting! - Katie thinks so, too.
- She said that?
You went there. Let's have it.
- She said it's been chaos ever since your accident.
(door opening)
You all right?
- How are you feeling, sweetheart?
- Dr. Carey wants to talk to you.
- Where are you going? - School.
- Well, are you sure that's a good idea?
(scoffing softly)
(door opening)
- I'm glad you brought her in.
- What do you think triggered this?
- I can't discuss that,
but I would like a session with the two of you.
- Why is that?
- You have a very complicated relationship
and that affects Katie.
I'm booked all day, but I have an opening at 7:00.
See you then?
- Of course.
(sighing)
- Hey! Look who's back!
You catch the garter?
- Actually, the bouquet.
(laughing softly)
- How was it? - Good!
But weddings are more fun with a date.
- That's why people hook up at them.
- No, not my style.
- Hey! Anyone seen Dr. Ridley?
- Uh, not in today.
- She's out again? I haven't gotten a bulletin.
- I gotta get changed, um... see you out there.
- Hey. - Hey!
- How's Katie doing? - Honestly, I don't know.
She's not talking to us.
- Oh, well, she knows you're there.
- I think so... I hope so.
- So, I missed you this morning.
- Me, too. - Can I see you tonight?
- It depends if she's staying over.
- Okay. - Talk about it later?
- Yeah. Okay. - Okay.
(ominous music)
- Julie, are you okay? - Not even close.
- What's wrong?
- I feel like crap,
which makes sense because that's all I've been doing
since 7:00 last night.
- Oh, man. I'm sorry.
- I seriously didn't know the body could hold that much.
And there were sounds coming out of me
you don't hear in nature.
- Well, when was the last time you went?
- More like, when was the last time I didn't?
Haven't left the bathroom except for the Uber here.
I was terrified I was gonna ruin the guy's car.
I think it's just food poisoning, but...
Oh, God. Not again!
- I'm gonna have TJ check you out, okay?
- Tell my kids I love them!
- Sorry, babe, they were out on this floor.
- You know that I would rather have you here, right?
- You say that now, but I've seen the cravings firsthand.
Not pretty.
(Andi chuckling) Hi. I'm Andy.
- Oh, hi. Wait, you're both Andi?
- Yeah, how cute is that?
- Sounds like there's a story there.
(Andy): It all started with speed dating.
- For real? - We both paid for it
and then we were the only two people
at the bar actively avoiding it.
- Blood pressure going down. - Good.
- Is the melon okay? - The... melon?
- It's the baby fruit chart. Thirty-six weeks is a melon.
- Oh! The melon is fine.
Listen, I know you're worried, but the best thing we can do
to take care of her right now is to take care of you.
And chocolate will help.
- Huh.
- But we do need an X-ray of your leg.
We'll be quick, don't worry.
(Julie groaning in pain)
- When was your last meal? - Six last night. I had crab.
- When it's good, it's good. But when it's bad...
- Yeah, aside from my marriage
I don't think I've ever regretted anything more.
- Any history of GI issues? Irritable bowel?
- I've had a nervous stomach, you know, on and off
since the divorce, but nothing like this.
- I'm gonna need a stool sample. - Just go back to my apartment.
There's plenty there. (phone vibrating)
- You're dehydrated, so I'm gonna give you some fluids
and electrolytes.
- You need me to start the IV?
As soon as you become doctors,
you conveniently forget how to do it.
(phone vibrating loudly)
- You can get that.
(Julie sighing)
- Hey, you!
It's nothing to worry about. I'm fine.
Just... working.
I'm done at 5:00.
See you then.
- Who was that?
Was that a guy?
- Yes.
And last night was the first time he came to my place.
- Wait, when you were... - He was in the next room.
He heard everything.
- I didn't know you were dating anyone.
- It's nothing, it's long distance,
you know, when my kids are with the ex.
- So it's been going on a while?
- Not long enough to survive this level of humiliation.
- So, what's the plan? Because...
I don't think you're seeing him at 5:00.
- Oh, no, I was just stalling.
He has a flight tomorrow
and then I never have to face him again.
- Nothing broken and no foreign objects, that's good news.
- Yeah. I just wish someone could check on my baby.
She hasn't kicked since the robbery.
- You know, if something was really wrong,
the fetal heart monitor would tell us.
But I'll arrange for an ultrasound
when we get back to the room, how's that sound?
- Yeah, no, that sounds good. Thank you.
- Rachel? - Uh... hi, Amy.
- How are you doing? - I'm good. I, uh...
I just need Jake to sign some forms for Mia's school.
- Oh, he's probably up on our floor.
- I figured, but they said he was here, so...
It's nice to see you. - Yeah.
Antibiotics to protect against infection, just in case.
And... I don't want to release you
until your blood pressure's back to normal.
(knocking on door)
This is Dr. Heller, our Chief Resident.
- Hey, I just thought I'd check in, see how...
how you're doing after all that excitement.
- Yeah, well, from what I've heard about labour,
the robbery was nothing.
- That's not for 4 weeks! Anyway, you got this.
- Ooh!
- So, how long you two been together?
- Ten months.
- Well, okay!
(Andi): Yeah! Crazy, right?
He knocked me up after 6 weeks.
We, uh... took a leap of faith, but when you know, you know.
(Andy): We're waiting until after the baby comes
to make it official.
- Yeah, don't want to get married
until I can fit into a wedding dress!
- Had to steal this from 617. Uh, OB says another 10 minutes.
(Andi grunting in pain)
- Um, something... whoa, something... something happened.
- Baby, are you okay? - Your water broke.
- What?
- Oh! The baby's crowning.
- What? - Okay, uh...
- Wait, how... how did I not know I was in labour?
- The pain meds must've dulled the contractions.
- Can we tell the OB to hurry?
- I don't think we have time to wait for 'em.
- Wait, but, okay, what does... what does that mean?
- We are gonna have a baby. Right now.
(laughing)
(screaming in pain)
- So, what do you think?
- That's a loaded question.
- I mean, about the condo.
- It has tennis courts. - We don't play tennis.
- Maybe we should. - Gina!
(sighing)
- It's cold, impersonal,
very beige, and uh...
kinda depressing.
- Really?
Are we looking at the same place?
Check out that view.
- I saw it. Tall buildings have views.
What did Joan say to you? - What? What do you mean?
- You went to dinner with her last week
and now you're looking at condos.
- Give me some credit.
I don't need Joan to make my decisions for me.
- Course not.
But she does have sway.
- So do you.
- Okay.
Then I need you to hear me.
Michael is your person.
He has been since we met him.
I know it's rough right now,
but you can't just walk away,
you need to go home and fight for your marriage!
- It's too late. - It's not!
You wanna know how I know that?
Because if you didn't want to be talked out of this,
you wouldn't have brought me here today.
- We don't have an appointment.
- After two decades I shouldn't need to make one.
I love you, you know this.
And I'm really sorry.
- Okay.
What can I do for you?
- Katie's having panic attacks,
you and Amy are not in a great place.
And Nora left with Simon. - Thanks for the recap.
- My point is, I'm not sure you have anyone to talk to
about what's going on, so...
even though you don't like me, right now,
I wanted you to know, you can always talk to me.
- I appreciate the offer, I do.
But I don't wanna talk.
- How're you feeling? - Like I wish I was dead.
Did you get my results?
- No leukocytes, parasites, viruses...
nothing abnormal so far.
It is looking like food poisoning.
When was your last bowel movement?
- Not since the locker room. - Good.
Whatever you ate should be out of your system by now.
Hopefully, the IV hydration will kick in
and you will be good as new. - Okay.
- Nothing to worry about, huh?
- Uh... can we help you?
- Oh, Dr. Maitra, Dr. Coleman,
this is... Shane.
- Hello, Shane. - Wait, like the movie?
- It was my grandma's favourite.
(Shane clearing his throat)
I thought you were working, so I was stopping by
to bring you these and this.
- What is it?
- It's for the trots, we use it on the trail.
Scorched flour. You just mix it with some water, drink it...
fix you right up.
- So, how'd you two meet?
- She brought her kids to my dude ranch in Florence.
- South Dakota! Not Italy.
You know, it...
it was really nice of you to come and check on me,
but you... you really don't need to be here.
- Well, I don't need to be anywhere else.
- Okay!
(chuckling)
- Oh, my God!
(Andy): You're okay. You're okay! I'm right here.
- Can I have more pain meds? Yeah?
(Amy): I'm sorry, you're too far along.
It's gonna be over so, so soon.
- This is the fastest labour I've ever seen.
- 'Cause my girl's a champ!
- BP 190 over 102.
- No, wait! That's higher than before! That's--
- That's because you're pushing out a human!
It's okay. - I'm okay.
- On this next push,
give me everything you got, okay?
(straining with effort)
- The baby's coming.
(baby crying)
- Okay, we're here. - Took you long enough.
- Perfect delivery.
(laughing)
- Okay!
- Here you go, Dad, time to cut the cord!
- Is she okay?
- Just give us a second.
Oh, hi.
(sighs and laughs)
- Apgar is 6.
- Wait, wait! I read all the books. Shouldn't it be like 10?
- Uh, it is a little low, but don't worry.
It's nothing we can't manage.
- She's crying. That's what you want when they first come out.
Later, not so much.
- Dr. Larsen, will you get the baby to the NICU?
- Can I... can I hold her?
- She needs to be properly assessed,
and we have to deliver the placenta.
- Okay, yeah.
- I'll stay with you, baby. - No.
No, you go with the melon!
Yeah, no, I'm fine.
You take care of our sweet girl.
I love you! - I love you more.
You're a mom!
(Andi exclaiming in excitement)
(both laughing)
(breathing deeply)
- Your flight's tomorrow, right? - No, I changed it.
- Don't you have to vaccinate the cows?
- I got ranch hands for that.
(Julie exhaling deeply)
- How are we doing in here? - Oh, you know.
- Figured I'd give you some space.
- How nice of you.
(whispering): Oh, no.
- Uh, we are waiting for some test results,
so if there's somewhere you wanna go...
- Oh, no, no, I'm happy just being with Jules.
- The cafeteria's downstairs if--
- No, thank you, ma'am. I'm fine, but... but thank you.
- I could go for some Gatorade, you know?
Fluids, electrolytes...
- Well, isn't... isn't that what the IV is for?
- Gatorade's great, actually!
It has, uh... salt content that helps.
- Okay. Okay, I'll be right back.
- Wait! Um...
they don't sell it in the hospital
but any market would have it.
And I only like Green Starfruit!
- Doctor Coleman.
- Get it off! Get them off! - Go, go.
(Julie grunting)
- Oh, God! - Damn!
I didn't think there could be anything left.
- Besides GI secretions, there shouldn't be.
It's been nearly 18 hours since she last ate.
- So, this isn't food poisoning.
- We need to order a CT right away.
- You are perfect.
- She is. She just needs a little time under the bili light
to get her colour back and a little bit of blood.
- Oh, um, I'm O-negative.
You know, the universal donor.
My records are at this hospital. You can check!
- We don't doubt you, it's just...
usually transfusions are made through the blood bank.
- You can donate upstairs,
and then it will be like you're giving it right to her.
- Oh! I'll do that later.
Right now, I just wanna look at her.
(chuckling)
- Andy.
- Hey, Doc! How's Mama doing?
- Andi's blood pressure was raised by the robbery,
then more so by the delivery, which is normal.
But she had a brain aneurysm
and the hypertension caused it to rupture.
- I don't understand.
- There was no loss of vision or headaches,
it was impossible to have seen this coming.
- What do you... - She-she's gone.
- No, uh...
(laughing nervously)
She's upstairs.
I'll go talk to her.
- Andy.
I'm so sorry.
She's saying that she died.
I'm so sorry.
(Andy sobbing softly)
- But, how?
(sobbing)
(door opens and shuts)
- Michael?
(Michael sighing)
- What's this? - Dinner.
- Where's Katie?
- She's spending the night at Josephine's.
Want some wine?
- Sorry, um...
I'm not used to this from you.
- If you want to retreat, I won't fight you.
- Do you want me to retreat?
- No.
(soft music)
Hey.
Katie's therapist just texted me.
You're not going tonight?
- You're welcome to go without me.
- That kinda defeats the purpose.
- I think we need to find a new therapist.
- What? Katie likes her.
- She wasn't all that helpful in the past.
We can do better.
- Okay... but we should go tonight at least--
- Look, I'm not relitigating what happened
over the last seven years with someone who doesn't remember it.
- We need to do what's right for Katie!
Even if it's hard on us.
- Oh, that's rich coming from you.
You refused to do the hard work. I did it.
I'm not doing it again.
(ominous music)
(Andy crying softly)
- She looks like you.
(Andy sniffling)
- I was hoping she'd get Andi's ears, but she got mine.
Sorry about that, little melon.
(Amy): We'll have her blood results back soon
and then we'll transfuse her, and...
you can take her home.
(sobbing)
- Why isn't Shane back?
- Because Green Starfruit Gatorade
was discontinued in 2002.
- Well, she doesn't play.
- This is news to you?
- Enough, you two. What did my CT say?
(TJ): It shows this right here.
- If I have an ulcer, I'm gonna kill my ex.
- We think you have an abscess
that was caused by Crohn's Disease.
- Crohn's? I... No.
I-I can't have Crohn's.
- We won't know for sure until we take a look.
You will need surgery to drain the abscess
and repair any bowel perforation.
- I need a favour, TJ.
- Anything.
- When Shane gets back,
I need you to make him leave. - You mean--
- I just need him out of Minneapolis.
Just tell him to go home. I can't see him.
- Julie-- - You said anything.
Please?
- You got it.
- Julie... Hey.
There are a lot of people
who live with Crohn's and are okay.
- I'm a 40-plus woman,
divorced with two kids,
whose husband left her
for a vapid pencil named Paula
who can't string together a coherent sentence.
And now I have a chronic illness on top of all that?
Why would anyone sign up for this?
- Julie, you don't know.
You don't know.
- It's okay.
I'm fine.
(Julie sniffling)
(phone ringing)
(Katie): Dad?
- Hi. How're you doing?
- Well, you and mom hovering
is not really helping with my anxiety.
- Sorry.
Listen, uh...
I wanted to ask how you're feeling about Dr. Carey.
- What do you mean?
- Well, I just wanna be sure she's still a good fit for you.
- She helped me the last time.
- Yeah, but you were a kid then, I mean, it's not the same.
- Sounds like you're the one who doesn't want to go to her.
Are you bailing on tonight?
Whatever. I gotta go.
(phone beeping)
(elevator dings)
- Hey, Doc!
How's she holdin' up?
- About the same.
- I went to every store in a five-mile radius,
nobody had the flavor Gatorade she wanted.
Most of 'em never even heard of it!
(TJ chuckling)
- Uh... look, man,
I'm not sure how to say this, but...
Julie wants you to go.
- Really?
- I hate to be the messenger but, honestly,
when she wants something, she can get scary.
I mean, she goes hard. - Oh, I know how she is.
First day at the ranch, a trail horse was buckin' her son.
Jules comes outta nowhere,
jumps the fence, grabs the bridle,
and wrangles it to the ground.
(laughing)
- Impressive for a city girl. - Damn straight.
She's special.
She's got a great sense of humor
and she has no filter.
And I... I love that.
- Yeah, I think we all do.
- Why does she want me to leave?
- If I had to guess, I'd say she's scared.
- Well...
I'm not in the business of guessing.
I'll respect what she wants,
but she's gotta be the one to tell me what that is.
All right if I go back and see her?
- Probably not a bad idea.
- They're out of Gatorade.
- Hey. - Hey.
- I heard about Andi.
- It's awful. It's just awful.
- You know you didn't have anything to do with that, right?
Nobody could've seen that coming, not even you.
- It was supposed to be the best day of their lives,
now he's hanging on by a thread.
- Did you hear from Katie?
- Radio silence.
And now her therapist
wants to meet with me and Michael tonight,
and now he's saying he won't go.
- Doesn't want to dig into the relationship again?
- Nope.
- Well, I mean, look, you can't blame him.
When Rachel and I split, I definitely didn't wanna go
rehash anything either.
- Yeah, well, at least she could remember
the events in question.
- Yeah, there is that.
- Did she find you?
- Who? - Rachel.
I ran into her down in Radiology,
she was looking for you. - In Radiology?
(computer beeps)
- Oh, good.
Here's the baby's blood test,
now I can transfuse her.
Oh, no.
- What?
- The baby's AB positive.
- Okay, so?
- That means Andy can't be her father.
- You made a mean pink martini.
- Stanton's on Stanton.
- It's a good thing Gina was with me,
I never would've had the nerve to talk to you on my own.
- Hmm, it's hard to believe
there was a time you were afraid to talk to me.
- We should go back there.
- What? To the bar?
- It's still there!
I looked it up!
- Hmm.
I wonder what they'd say about us now.
- Our old selves? - Our young selves.
- I think she just wanted to sleep with you, at first.
- Well, he always knew you'd run whatever department you chose.
- Not there yet. - It's imminent.
- I'm sure he thought I would get there
a lot faster than I have.
- Not your fault you got saddled with the man of your dreams.
Had to settle for that, uh... elusive work-life balance.
- I didn't settle.
But you were the man of my dreams.
- You really want to try?
- We should go upstairs.
(soft music)
Joan's out today so I came to you.
- Well, I appreciate being looped in, but...
the situation's pretty clear.
His blood type precludes him
from being the biological father.
- We wouldn't even know his blood type
if he hadn't offered to donate.
If he hadn't said anything--
- Anyone else know about the results?
- Jake was there when they came in.
- What was his opinion?
- He's concerned
about the hospital withholding personal information.
- Which is valid.
- But I could argue that the hospital isn't obligated
to release personal information,
especially when we come by it accidentally!
- You're splitting hairs.
- If they were married, this wouldn't even be an issue!
- But they weren't married. And they weren't together long.
What if the biological father shows up?
The longer he bonds with the baby,
the harder it'll be.
And he deserves to know the truth.
- I don't want to take this man's child away.
(sighs)
- I'll talk to him.
- Thanks, but she was my patient.
I'll do it.
- Amy.
I will come to therapy tonight.
- I am scrubbing in on Julie's surgery.
- Oh, but Dr. Ridley's not here.
- Yeah. I spoke to Dr. Costa about it.
- Hmm!
You and the Chief of Surgery, huh?
I see how it is!
You're gonna dump us and move over there.
- Oh, don't worry, I won't forget the little people.
- Making fun of my height now? - Small but mighty.
I'm gonna go prep Julie.
- Hey, you know... Shane didn't leave.
- Can't tell a cowboy what to do.
(sighs)
- You certainly took your time coming by.
- Sorry. Tough day.
- I heard about your patient. - What happened?
- We can talk about it later.
Hey, right now, it's all about you.
And that hot cowboy you got waiting in your room.
(phone vibrating)
- Oh, so nice of you to call me back, Jerry.
Surgery is in... three minutes?
Well, I hate to interfere with you and Paula making it to Reno
but I'm not sure what they're gonna find when they cut me open
and the kids are a little shaken up,
so can you just reassure them?
- Uh, we're not cutting you open--
- I know you're not a doctor,
just get your head out of your ass and be a dad!
Thank you, Jerry!
- The fact that I was ever with that man
means I can't trust my instincts.
- I don't know, I mean, Shane seems really nice.
And he's hot. Did I mention that?
- He was supposed to be gone by now,
but this one fell on his face with that assignment.
- I tried! Guess he just can't quit ya.
(over the phone): It's Rachel. Leave a message.
- Hey, Rach, um...
heard you were looking for me, just give me a call back.
(babies crying)
(door opening)
- Andy?
Can we talk out here a minute?
- Did you find the blood for the baby?
- We did.
(Amy sighs)
She has AB positive blood.
It's impossible for someone
with type O to have fathered her.
- What are you saying?
- I'm sorry, Andy,
she's not yours.
- That's not right. Test her again.
-I... it doesn't work that way.
- That's crazy! How would it even...
No. No, you're wrong!
Andi did not cheat on me! That didn't happen!
- I know it's hard to hear something--
- And I know Andi.
I know she loved me, and our life together and...
- Who is she? Who are you?
- Hospital social worker, sir.
- My baby needs me!
- I'm afraid you can't go back into the NICU.
- No. No way. What did you do?
- I'm so sorry, Andy.
- No! I'm not leaving my baby!
- Stop! Stop this! Stop this! No!
I'm not leaving my baby! Dr. Larsen, please!
Do something! She's mine, I swear!
(somber music)
- Hey. - Hi!
How was Josephine's? - Just watched a movie.
You're actually cooking?
- Yeah! I got home early for once.
- So... why is Dad on the phone in the car?
- Uh... probably finishing up a work thing.
Do you want something to drink?
- Don't you think he should come inside?
It's weird to sit in the driveway.
- It's his driveway.
I'm sure he'll just be a second.
I'm making lasagna,
I could use your help setting the table.
- Yeah, let me just go put my stuff away.
(knife slicing)
(uneasy music)
- I've gotta have some rights here, Neal!
Yeah! Yeah.
I'll call you back as soon as they tell me.
That was my mother's lawyer.
He says that my only chance is the paternity test.
- We just got the results.
Unfortunately, they were negative.
- That's impossible! Do another one!
- Andy...
- She loved me and she didn't cheat!
- We needed authorization from Andi's next of kin
to move her body, so the hospital
got in touch with her parents in Virginia.
They've chosen a local mortuary and I thought--
- Andrew? - Mom?
- Is this that doctor you were telling me about?
- Yeah.
- I'm sorry to meet you under the circumstances--
- Spare me your meaningless apologies.
Can I see my granddaughter?
- I'm afraid only parents are allowed into the NICU.
- Well, then he can take me.
(phone vibrating)
This is our lawyer. I'll be back.
(vibration continues)
- This is gonna sound rude, but how old is your mother?
- It is rude.
But I get it all the time.
She had me late. She's 75.
Just so you know, I'm gonna fight this.
With everything I have.
(TJ): I appreciate you letting me be here.
(surgeon): Dr. Ridley sees something in you.
And she's not easy to impress.
- No, she is not.
- Well, let's see if she's right!
What's the plan today?
- We're gonna drain the abscess.
Hopefully, the intestine isn't compromised.
If it is, we'll have to remove the infected section.
- Good. Recovery time?
- She may be able to go home tonight,
after a week or two, she'll be back to her normal routine.
I mean, except for the Crohn's. That'll change things.
- Hmm... it's not easy.
My sister-in-law has it.
- You see that?
Doesn't look like an abscess.
- No.
It most certainly does not.
- We were wrong! It wasn't an abscess.
- Let me guess, terminal cancer?
- No. It was a benign mucinoma and they removed it.
- What-what is that?
- It's a mass that floods the surrounding area with mucus.
What about the-- - There is no Crohn's.
(Julie sighing in relief)
- So, I'm-- - Good as new.
The tumour's what made you sick.
- That's great news! - Yeah!
- Thank you. - Yeah. Wow. That's...
Listen, um...
you did the noble thing.
You stayed, and I appreciate it,
but...
we both know this isn't real.
It's... a three day weekend once a month, and...
and the last 36 hours
definitely shot the romantic fantasy to hell, so...
I'm, um...
I'm gonna go back home
and get on with my real life and...
you should do the same.
(Shane clearing his throat)
- Until I got the ranch,
my lifestyle didn't lend itself to relationships.
I got married a long time ago,
she left because she said I didn't fight for us.
But we weren't worth fighting for.
But you and me?
I think maybe we are.
(Julie crying softly)
I like you, Jules.
And I think you like me.
(Julie sniffling)
- Now, I'm gonna go get the car...
...and I'm gonna take you home.
- Okay.
- You were looking for me?
- I had a thought about Andy
and how the baby could possibly be his.
His mother was 47 years old
when she had him, so it must've been IVF.
IVF can result in multiple embryos.
And the embryos that don't survive
can be absorbed
into the ones that do!
- Okay, so you think Andy absorbed a twin?
- He'd have the DNA of two people.
That'd make him a chimera!
- And the DNA in his blood would be different
from that in his sperm.
- Which would explain why the paternity test was negative.
- Do you know how rare that is?
- Fewer than 100 confirmed cases,
but it goes undiagnosed
because nobody's looking for it!
- Okay, do we really wanna get his hopes up
after everything he's been through?
- He just lost the love of his life...
and we are trying to take away his kid.
How can we not explore every possibility?
- He already left for the mortuary.
(ominous music)
(Amy breathing deeply)
(dial tone)
(dramatic musical sting)
(phone ringing)
(Andy): Hello?
- Andy, this is Dr. Larsen.
- I can't talk right now.
(Amy): I know, I just need you to listen.
- What do you want?
(Amy): I may have been wrong.
There's a chance, a very small chance, but...
you could be the baby's father.
- Are you kidding me?
(Amy): I know, I'm sorry.
We just need you to do two simple tests.
Will you come back here, please?
- Does this mean--
- You are a chimera.
She is yours.
- Hey, little melon.
Oh!
And this is your grandma!
- Welcome to the family, Melon?
- I should probably give her a real name, right?
- What about Melanie?
- Melanie.
- Thank you, guys. I appreciate you fixing me.
- We take care of our own.
- Hey, you got a good man there. Be nice to him.
- No promises.
(TJ chuckling)
- Hey, you put your thumb on the scale.
- Seemed like there was something there.
- Think so.
- Kind of like here?
- So, we're doing this?
(phone vibrates)
- Hi. - Oh, thanks for picking up!
Am I gonna see you tonight?
- I'm back at Dad's.
Figured I should spend time with Gedo and Teta
before they leave.
- Right, uh... okay.
Well, we're seeing Dr. Carey at 7 o'clock.
- Dad, too?
- Yes. But if you need me, I will be home after that.
- Okay.
- Hey, um...
why were you in Radiology?
- You don't need to do this. Okay? You...
We are not married anymore. You have your own life.
- Rachel, come on. There's no such thing as our own lives...
Just talk to me. What's going on?
- I found a lump.
So I went in to get a mammogram.
- Okay, um... what'd they say?
- They want me to get a biopsy as soon as possible,
so they're trying to schedule it for next week.
- That's not as soon as possible.
- Well, that's what they said.
- I'll take care of it.
- What does that mean?
- Means I'll get you in tomorrow.
Okay?
(sighs)
- Great. - Hey.
Look, I know you're scared-- - It's not just that, it's...
it's the way you reacted and the way...
- David?
- He said all the right things...
I could feel him pulling away.
- Well, I'm here, okay? I'm here.
I'm not going anywhere.
- Field hockey?
Those girls are no joke. What position did you play?
- Striker.
- Of course you were a striker.
- You saying I'm aggressive?
- I just... I bet you were awesome.
- Oh, I was.
I beat the scoring record for my high school.
- I just want to know how many girls you hit with that stick.
(laughing)
(phones chime in unison)
- Text blast?
- Department-wide.
"Dr. Joan Ridley will be out of the office tomorrow
for a conference."
- Okay, now it's getting weird.
- What do you mean?
- Well, there was no bulletin this morning,
now this says she's at a conference?
That'll be like the fourth one she's been to since she started.
- Yeah, kind of a tough time for a chief to leave
with everything going on.
- Okay, so yesterday
I saw her getting lightheaded,
and we were supposed to have an assessment
and she just bailed in the middle of the day.
What?
- Right after she operated on Hannah's brother...
I saw her hand shake.
She tried to brush it off,
but what if she's sick and she's trying to hide it?
(Katie): Mom, I need to talk to you.
You have to be nicer to Dad. - What?
- You don't talk to him, I mean, you barely even look at him.
- That's not true.
- He loves you.
- I know that.
- If you did, then you wouldn't act the way you do,
and then this wouldn't be happening.
- What is... what is this?
- Dad's phone. He's in the shower.
- Katie!
You can't do that! Go, put it back!
- It wasn't a work call! This is who he was talking to.
- Who's Nate?
- It's code.
I called and a woman answered.
I read the texts.
It's only been a few months and she lives in Chicago!
- Katie... I can't believe you did this.
- You can make it stop, Mom!
You just have to show him that you still love him!
(ominous music)
(groans)
- I can't believe she's doing this again. After she insisted!
I hate this damn couch.
(phone vibrating)
- Where are you?
- Who was Nate?
- What? - I had a memory.
A name in your phone. Nate. You were texting.
It was a woman, Michael!
You cheated on me.
Who was she?
- It was Nora.
(tense music)
(theme music)
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