Would you like a free body fat analysis
or a cholesterol check?
How about a flu shot? Sir?
No?
Does anybody care about their health here?
Anybody? Anybody?
No.
That's why they're all eating carnival food.
This booth was a terrible idea.
If you had the chance to find out your metabolic age,
wouldn't you jump at the chance?
Mine's 18, by the way.
Oh, hi.
Would you like some free hand sanitizer?
Well, I suppose I can always use more of it
with this one.
Can you tell me where the restrooms are, please?
Sure. Right there at the end of the block.
- Just across the street. - Thanks.
I'm gonna go get a big samosa from the Indian booth,
and it's gonna be all fried and warm and good.
Who wants one?
- Oh, crap. - What?
Mike's on a date.
Hide. Hide. Hide.
- Hide. Hide. Hide. - Ah! Ooh!
He moved on kind of quick.
Well, what'd you expect?
I don't know, a mourning period
longer than the shelf life of a banana, maybe?
I swear, every time I think
this divorce thing is gonna stop hurting,
it just keeps on hurting me in new and hurtful ways.
Would you like some more disgusting, street-fair food?
No.
That would just raise my metabolic age.
Chloe, I want you to go over there
and pretend to trip,
and push her into him.
Why? Why would she do that?
Because if he catches her,
that means they're going out.
If he lets her fall, just friends.
You are embarrassing yourself just by saying that.
No. I'll do it. I don't care. I'm down for whatever.
Don't encourage her.
Oh, my God.
I'm at the winter carnival.
A little girl and her mother just got hit by a car.
They're not moving. Send an ambulance.
Oh, my God. They were just at the booth.
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You, young lady,
are in a pretty cool club.
And I'm not just saying that 'cause I'm a member.
They took your spleen out too?
Mm-hmm.
When I was 16,
I fell out of Tino Moretti's tree house.
What were you doing in a tree house
when you were 16?
Homework.
Mommy, I hate cars that don't stop.
Me too.
And don't say hate.
This is getting bad.
Where does it hurt?
My chest.
Can you take a deep inhale for me?
No.
Rapid response team.
Just try and relax.
The doctor's gonna be in in just a second.
What do you got for me?
Patient is one day post op,
complaining of sudden chest pain
and shortness of breath.
I think she's throwing a clot.
P.E. protocol. Let's get her on oxygen.
And do a chest CT stat. and a D-dimer.
Can I hold her hand?
Not right now, sweetheart.
These people are gonna help her feel better.
One, two, three, go.
I love you, mommy.
I love you, Cydie.
Did this fridge get smaller?
No.
Why don't you take the pig out of the box
and just kind of wedge him in there?
That sounds like too much work.
So give him to Mike like you planned.
It's still his birthday.
He kicked me out.
I am not getting him Jack.
He can let that chick
he was with at the street fair
buy him a delicious,
pre-roasted birthday pig.
I am telling you,
you have got to check out the adirondacks.
It's so gorgeous.
And that hike we went on was insane, right?
Our coffee machine's busted.
You mind if we bum some?
What... what you got there in the box, Veronica?
Well, Chris, it's a frozen pig.
Thank you for asking.
Do you want it?
100 bucks.
Tempting.
No, I have a rule
about not eating pork
that comes in the mail.
I'm sorry, but there's not
a whole pig in that box, right?
From snout to curly tail.
Spit-roasted to delicious perfection.
That's what the website says.
God, that's just...
gross, strange,
and frankly disturbing.
This is the nurses' lounge.
You can just take that 'tude
right back to the doctors' lounge.
Veronica, we got to go check on Mr. Gunther.
Before surgery.
Yeah.
I'll go put Wilbur down
in the limb freezer.
Thanks, Angel.
You're welcome.
I don't mean to stir the pot,
but lady pants was a little judgmental about my pig.
Yeah, that's 'cause it's weird.
For your information,
it was supposed to be for Mike's birthday,
and he would have loved it.
And it's already cooked,
so that's perfect,
'cause he hasn't discovered fire yet.
Wow. Zing!
So hiking in the adirondacks, huh?
What other adorable, outdoorsy stuff
did you two crazy docs get into?
Actually, we saw a moose.
It's kind of magnificent.
You know, you see them in pictures,
they're all ungainly.
But then, in real life, they have this incredible elegance.
I'm sorry. Were you talking?
Okay, Mr. Gunther.
Just about ready to take you upstairs for surgery.
I'm ready too.
Like I told you before, the cancer's confined
to your right superior lung,
so it should be pretty straightforward getting it out.
Do you have any questions before we go up?
Let's pray.
Would you two join us?
Absolutely.
Would you like to lead us in prayer, Dr. Sands?
Oh.
Yeah, I thought this was
the silent, reflective type of thing.
No.
Okay.
Uh, bountiful lord,
please grant that mark
have a successful procedure.
Please bless his lung.
And speed...
Thy blessed scalpel
on its righteous path.
Amen.
- Amen. - Amen.
You two don't pray very much, do you?
Dr. Harris.
Hi.
Welcome back.
How are you? How are you feeling?
Well, I can't feel anything
from the waist down, so that's fantastic.
Okay. But your physical therapy's going well?
I don't know that you would call it well.
The man has no boundaries.
Touching me all the time.
Putting his handall over me.
Dr. Harris,
people can't help you unless they touch you.
Chloe, please, please,
don't do anything weird right now.
Just get the DNR from the Mercers.
That's all I want you to do.
Yeah.
Um, about that,
they're not so nice.
I know.
That's why you are dealing with them.
Good luck.
Okay.
I hate to bother you all with this again,
but we need to make a decision about your father.
Dr. Harris really doesn't think
that he's going to regain consciousness?
No. I'm sorry.
I told you we should have discussed this
with him at Thanksgiving.
You mean when he was fine
and serving pumpkin pie to his grandkids?
Yeah, that would have made
for a real special holiday, Robert.
Well, look where we are now.
Do you think you could all agree
on what he would have wanted?
Our father was a practical man.
He wouldn't want any extreme measures
to keep him in this condition.
We all know that.
Don't we?
So we've reached a consensus?
Yes.
We will sign the "do not resuscitate."
Okay.
Well, I... I know this was not an easy decision, um...
I can't believe you guys would do this to me.
Daddy.
Daddy, can you hear me?
Uh, please be careful of the I.V.
What is she doing here?
Juanita called me.
I guess daddy's housekeeper
is the only one who thought
that I should know that he was even in the hospital.
And then I get here
and you're about to pull the plug on him.
We are not pulling the plug, Lena.
He's dying.
We just want him to go peacefully.
You... you need to keep your voices down.
I understand emotions are running high, but...
you're damn right emotions are running high.
They planned on leaving me out
just like they always do.
I'm not hard to get in touch with.
I've just been on the road with my band.
On the road with your band?
Please. You're an office temp with a guitar.
Same old Robbie. Robot Robbie.
"I have no feelings. Feelings do not compute.
Why does no one like me?"
Don't do that voice.
If you're all going to fight,
then I insist we take this outsi.
There's no need to take anything anywhere.
All anyone needs to know
is that I will never sign off on killing daddy.
Mom didn't make it?
Nope.
Pulmonary embolism.
Now's when I wish I'd just gone to beauty school.
Now's when I wished I'd just married the hedge fund manager.
Despite his hobbit feet.
Do I hear charm bracelets?
And the rustle of a chambray shirt?
Ooh, social worker. 9:00.
Sorry to be wheezing like Darth Vader.
Janitorial challenged my department to a fat-off.
I gotta walk 10,000 steps a day
according to this damn thing,
so taking the stairs.
Keep it up, Lorraine.
You're looking good.
Oh, God bless the gays.
Ah. Oh, gosh.
Cydie, huh?
Does she know about... ?
No.
No, she's been asleep
ever since her mom went into surgery.
You contacted next of kin?
Oh, yeah, that's why I hoofed it up here.
Her mom had an expired new Mexico I.D.
I checked the databases statewide
and came up empty.
I was hoping she gave the night nurse
someone else's phone number,
address, anything.
Let's check her records.
Okay.
Mark, can you hear me?
Hi.
Hello.
There he is.
What's going on?
Well, the good news is,
we got all the cancer out.
Uh, during the procedure
you went into cardiac arrest,
which is actually not uncommon.
Fortunately, we were able to restart your heart.
After three minutes of, well,
let's just call it...
death.
Wait.
I... wait. I died? For three minutes?
I know this is strange, Mr. Gunther,
but just try and take it easy.
You know, I... I couldn't have died.
I didn't see the light.
I'm sorry?
You know, the light?
The tunnel?
It wasn't there.
You see the tunnel
because your soul is getting ready
to go home to God.
And I saw nothing.
Zero.
Honey.
You're lucky.
It wasn't your time yet.
If it wasn't my time,
then God should have been there
to say, "hey, mark, guess what?
It's not your time."
Sweetheart, it's not for us to say
what his plan is.
Bull crap.
I waited around for three minutes.
Where was he?
How about I go get the chaplain?
I don't see any next of kin or contact info here, but...
Wait. Hold on.
Nadia's o-positive.
So?
Cydie's ab-negative.
If the mother is o-positive,
there's no way for a child
to have this blood type.
Nadia was not her biological mother.
Adopted kid,
dead mother with no paper trail.
Great.
I am nowhere on this.
Oh, come on.
There's no way that she's just completely alone in the world.
Right now, I'm afraid that's exactly
what that little girl is.
Hi, Cydie.
Why isn't she back yet?
Where's my mommy?
Your... your mommy was hurt
really badly in... in the accident.
There... there was a lot of internal injuries,
and the doctors, they did their best.
Your mom died in surgery, Cydie.
We tried to help her breathe,
but she just couldn't.
I'm so sorry, sweetheart.
Is it almost nighttime?
Not for a while. Why?
Once it gets dark out,
can I go on the roof and look for mommy?
Al says when people die,
they float up to the sky and become stars.
Cydie, who's Al?
What would I do with a whole pig?
You know, think about if you were gonna have a party.
A whole roast pig could really wow your guests.
Thanks, but, uh, no.
What's going on with Mr. Gunther?
Uh, technically he died for a few minutes,
and when he didn't get the whole white light tunnel treatment,
he kind of freaked out.
Ah.
Didn't get the floor show.
Missed out on the whole Imax experience.
Got it.
Yeah, he's really upset.
Not my first time at the rodeo.
I'll drop a little purpose driven life on him.
He'll be straightened out in no time.
Oh!
Oh, mark. Stop.
Oh, what the hell was that for,
you son of a bitch?
That's for peddling lies.
There's nothing on the other side, you big liar.
Let me see. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Take it easy.
You take it easy, big eyes.
Honey, we do not hit.
Especially not a man of God.
Well, guess what, honey?
There is no God.
Sorry to be the one to break it to you,
but it's all a sham.
You broke his nose.
You don't mean that.
Mm.
You broke his nose.
I hope you're proud of yourself.
I think you need to go down to the e.r.
I'll pray for you.
Yeah, that'll fix everything.
Thanks a bunch.
Nice work.
What is your problem?
What is my problem?
My problem is that my whole life,
no matter what lousy thing befell me,
I said God's got a plan.
Got laid off
even though I was the best accountant at my firm?
God's got a plan.
Spent ten years trying to have children but I couldn't,
'cause I apparently have "lazy" sperm.
God's got a plan.
I never smoked a day in my life,
but I still somehow got lung cancer.
God's got a plan.
And then I die.
And guess what?
There's no God.
So you know what that means?
There's no plan.
And since life is apparently meaningless,
I guess we should just do whatever we want.
That's right. You should.
As soon as you're out of my hospital.
Dr. Harris?
Where's my DNR, Chloe?
Oh.
I'm sorry.
I thought I had all the Mercers on board,
but it turns out they have tzis crazy sister,
and all of a sudden she just shows...
I don't want any more excuses.
Don't they realize how lucky they are?
At least they know he's dying
and that they'll be there for him at the end.
Many people would give a lot for that information.
Who are we really talking about here, Dr. Harris?
The Mercers.
And they have all the information they need.
They simply need to make the choice
to behave well.
Watch out, bozo.
What's keeping my guts inside?
Staples.
You mean like from a stapler?
Yeah. Just a little bigger.
I want to see.
The next time I change your dressing
I'll let you have a peek.
Cool.
Daddy Al.
Hey there, Apple Cydie.
Al, mommy died.
I know she did, baby.
Are you sad?
Very sad.
Mr. Raymond, I'm Sonia Jimenez.
We spoke on the phone.
How's she doing?
Really well.
She just had abdominal surgery,
so she's gonna have to stay here a few days.
And then I can take her home, right?
What do you mean, I got no claim on her?
We've been a family for six years.
I'm sorry, Mr. Raymond,
but you and Cydie's mother weren't legally married,
and since you didn't petition to be the child's guardian...
I love that kid like she's my own.
I don't need no piece of paper.
The court will.
It's state law.
We have to report it
to the department of children and families.
They will decide who gets custody.
There is nobody else.
I am all she has.
Then you can help us
by bringing in Nadia's will,
Cydie's birth certificate,
her adoption papers.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Cydie wasn't adopted.
Their blood types make it impossible
for them to be biologically related.
Well, Nadia never said anything to me.
We met when Cydie was two.
I know you've had a difficult day,
and this is a lot to process.
Lady, you know what?
There's a lot of words going through my head right now,
and "difficult" isn't one of 'em.
I lost the love of my life.
Now I may lose my kid?
Al, Lorraine's not the enemy here.
If it's true no one else out there can claim Cydie,
she can help you petition for custody.
You think some judge is gonna hand over a kid
to a tattooed trucker?
They hand over kids to people who love them.
How do I start?
The dcf worker is here tomorrow.
Come by my office, okay?
I'll talk to her with you.
The only reason you order that drink
is so you can say the name.
Nobody drinks cherry bitches.
What do you care? I like them.
Well, at least get it in a grownup glass.
Why do you have to order it in a tumbler?
Because it's more stable, okay?
And I get more drink.
And I like extra cherries.
So order an ice cream sundae.
Maybe I will, aggro.
Where are we?
Yeah, what are we doing in front of Mike's house, crazy?
Just making a little pit stop.
I have to give Mike his birthday present, don't i?
Whose car do you think that is?
You said you weren't gonna give him the pig.
This way she can find out
if he's dating the chick from the fair.
I bet that's her car.
Pig's her way in.
It's a trojan pig.
It's genius.
Drive away right now.
Do you have a better idea?
Yes.
Call him on the phone and ask,
"are you seeing someone?"
Or we could just throw
that pig through the bitch's windshield.
Send her a message.
It was just one idea that I had.
Scootch down. Roll out. Do it now.
I don't know. I...
how about you give me a second?
I'll meet you guys over there, okay?
- Okay. - Okay.
- Hey. - Oh, boy.
Hey, Ronnie.
What are you doing here?
I must of... I just ended up here
out of habit.
Why so nervous?
It's okay if you got a new lady in your life.
- Trisha? - Yeah.
She's not my lady.
There's definitely enough room back there for a pool.
- That's true. - This house is great.
So we're selling the house now?
Were you gonna mention this to me?
It's not even on the market yet.
Hey, Trisha had these clients who just got into town.
They really needed a place.
I'm just testing the waters.
Half of the waters are mine.
They're mine.
You can't just...
sell the waters
without first consulting
the other owner of the waters.
Look, we talked about this.
I don't want to live here, Ronnie.
Plus we could both use the money.
But if... if you want to buy me out and stay,
I'm cool with that.
Aw. Who's M.C. and V.C.?
They're dead!
Double suicide in the house.
Have a nice escrow.
You don't say anything.
So Delaney's?
No.
I got a better idea.
Do exactly what I tell you to do,
or I could get fired.
But let's be honest.
That's bound to happen sooner or later.
I say do what you want.
No food or liquid.
Okay.
Got it.
That's for selling the house, you son of a bitch.
And that's for cheating on me
and making me cheat on you.
- Uh, making you? - Please.
And that's for looking cute
and knowing how to fix things, bastard.
Hey, Michelle Kwan, quit showboating.
Oh, this?
This is nothing.
I'm just fooling around.
I had a thought.
So you know how your patient
can't accept a godless universe?
What if you can't accept a "Mikeless" universe?
Ooh.
That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard.
No, it's not.
He's not trying to sell the house.
He's just showing it.
I mean, do you want to live there anyway?
No.
Well then quit beating up the pig
and let him sell. You could use the money.
I mean, what are you so pissed off about?
'Cause if I stop being mad,
I will go back to sad.
Anybody want that?
Why don't you just skip straight through
to the happy?
Yeah, when does the happy happen?
Oh, I don't know.
- Now. - Now.
- Whee! - Ah, ha!
This one's going out
to all the ladies.
Ladies-only skate.
Stop playing with the mic, Tim.
Why don't you make me, loser?
Ladies' skate.
Whoo-ooh!
Oh, this so reminds me of prom, remember?
Barely.
Yeah, you threw up in the limo.
Oh, good times.
Mike did hold your hair, though.
And any ladies who want
to make out with each other right now,
just feel free.
Not my sister.
Shut up, Tim.
I was hoping you could run it
through your magic cop computer.
Nadia Marchand.
What do you want to know?
Mainly who she's related to.
Sure.
Then, uh, maybe you could do something for me?
Mm, think I'm gonna like this.
Botox shot?
Shh!
I don't need Botox.
It's for me, loudy.
You don't need Botox.
There's a... furrow.
Just woke up and it was there.
I think it's from all the stress.
Of course it's from the stress.
You're a police officer.
Yeah, and I'm dating you.
Come on, Sonia.
You got to know, like, a dermatologist. Something.
Oh, my God.
A sweet, innocent girl
could become a Ward of the state,
and you want cosmetic injections at cost.
I have to break up with you.
Fine. Forget it.
I'm a vain and horrible person.
All right, I'll turn up somebody.
Might be a third cousin once removed,
but there'll be somebody.
Well, honestly, I hope you don't find anybody.
I want this guy Al to have a shot
at getting this kid.
So basically hurry up and fail.
I'm on it.
In the meantime,
I'll get you a consult with Dr. Drayer.
Thank you.
My furrow thanks you.
I'm so breaking up with you.
Okay, so I will want the works.
You can bite, but you just have to be careful.
Biting's extra.
What are you doing?
No.
No hookers in the hospital.
Okay, great.
Look, my ad clearly States
that I'm a masseuse.
Mark, you're married.
Hey, I am a man, okay?
I have appetites.
I've been starving myself
for a God that doesn't exist,
and now it is time to feed the beast.
I want to say dirty words
and, like, smoke some drugs,
and have filthy, dirty, gross, hooker sex.
Hey.
Well, you're not doing it here.
Okay. Come on, lady.
Let's go.
I'm not gonna charge you for the hour,
but you do owe me for the vodka
and cab fare.
I'll catch you later, sexy lady.
Don't forget to pay your taxes.
Well, this is another banner day.
Is there any place good to eat around here?
Do you like pork?
Because if you do,
I have an entire delicious roast pig
that you could have for free.
Oh, thanks, but I don't eat pork.
Worried about your health, are you?
Hey, you want to judge me,
I'll break your face in the parking lot.
Okay, take it easy.
What the hell do you have a whole pig for anyway?
It was a gift for my husband.
Well, that's a terrible gift.
You want to keep a relationship together,
you got to get him a gift
the two of youse can enjoy.
Tickets to Springsteen for example.
Hey, okay.
Thanks for the advice, prostitute.
Masseuse.
Hey, doc.
Who's your, uh, friend?
She's mark gunther's friend.
See, he came back to life
as a huge pain in the ass,
so great work on that.
Oh.
I'm sorry to hear he's not happy
that I saved his life
and brought him back from the dead.
I guess I'm the bad guy here.
He's having a crisis of faith.
I don't know what to tell him.
I mean, after what we saw over in the sandbox,
I don't have a whole lot of faith in faith.
What got you through over there?
Oh. Really want to know that?
I do.
Us. You.
That's what got me through.
I believed in us.
Turns out it didn't last forever,
but that's what got me through.
I'm guessing you can't use that, though.
Daddy has a strong and vibrant life force.
He's fighting to stay here.
Actually, his blood pressure is extremely low.
You know what's killing him?
Western medicine.
Oh, my God.
Maybe we should take him somewhere.
A private facility might make him get better.
I don't think your father
could survive a move like that.
Not in the condition he's in.
Miss payne, can you explain to my sisters
what happens if our father
takes a turn for the worse
without a dnr?
If your father goes into cardiac arrest,
then our crash team comes
and shocks his heart with the paddles.
If he cannot breathe on his own,
then a tube is forcefully inserted into his throat,
and the machines take over breathing for him.
It is violent and scary,
and sometimes it does not work.
I talked with my healer, and he said...
enough, Lena. Enough.
Quit creating chaos.
Quit making everything about you
even when it isn't.
You haven't seen father in years,
and he hasn't missed you.
He was peaceful.
This should be peaceful.
What you're trying to do is cruel and senseless,
and you're not wanted here.
Hey, Sonia, it's me.
I failed.
That's great.
Yeah, not really.
Reason I couldn't find any record of a Nadia Marchand
is 'cause Nadia Marchand doesn't exist.
It's a fake name
to go with a fake social security number.
Are you serious?
Yeah.
I ran good old daddy Al too.
Real name at least,
but he did four years in Florida
for selling a kilo of coke to the DEA.
Sonia, I think Cydie was kidnapped.
Where's Al now?
Meeting with the social worker, I think.
All right, grab security.
Keep him there. I'm on my way.
Okay, yeah. I got it.
Hey, Lorraine, have you seen Al?
No, he never showed up.
I thought he might be up here visiting Cydie.
What?
Hey.
We put out an APB for Al Raymond
and issued an Amber alert for Cydie.
Photo would be helpful,
but I can't find any record
of a Cydie Marchand
in any of the tristate elementary schools.
If I get my hands on that bastard...
Hey, leave catching the bad guys to me.
You look ridiculous.
You're not even doing it right.
I know.
I'm not a very good rebel.
Those things taste awful, by the way.
You know,
I used to think that if i just listened hard enough,
I could hear God's voice.
You know, just consoling me when I was afraid,
encouraging me when I was weak.
Now I understand.
I was just...
talking to myself.
There's nobody out there.
We're all alone.
And I just...
I find that terribly disappointing.
You have your wife.
My wife is very upset with me
about the hooker thing.
She's... she's upset.
I lost my faith too, you know.
I went to war,
and I saw some things,
and then I just could not get with God anymore.
So what do you believe now?
I think that God's in people.
I think that the devil is in people too.
I had this soldier bleed out on me on his 19th birthday.
You could tell that he was a good boy.
Like one of my brothers, maybe.
I held his hand while he was dying.
All I could think was,
"who could point their gun at this boy
and pull the trigger?"
How can we do that to each other?
But you know what one of his buddies told me?
He ran into the shooting to save this little girl.
Who has that kind of courage and grace at 19 years old?
That's miraculous to me.
Maybe that's enough.
I still miss God.
Me too.
Lena?
What are you doing out here?
Robert didn't mean it.
My brother is right.
There's nothing left between my father and me.
Hasn't been for years.
We fought all the time when I was growing up.
He was a successful insurance executive,
and I was just his flaky daughter
who dropped out of college
to become a rock star.
You see how well that turned out.
Has he ever heard you sing?
I just thought there'd be more time.
There isn't.
You're not going to get a second chance at this.
You have to find a way to say goodbye.
Any news?
No, not yet.
I can't stand doing nothing,
so I thought I'd scan the national center
for missing and exploited children's website.
Maybe there'll be an entry
from when Cydie was first abducted.
Desperate long shot. My favorite.
Can I come?
Sure. Two sets of eyes are better than one.
Mind if we take the stairs?
Aah! Help! Help!
No, wait. I'm here to help.
I've been going over and over it in my head.
- Shut up. - Hey, wait, wait. Let him talk.
Why wouldn't Nadia tell me that Cydie wasn't hers?
Why did all the bills have to be in my name?
Why wasn't Cydie allowed to play with other children?
I found something. Here.
That's Cydie when she was around one.
I don't know who those people are,
but I think Nadia took Cydie from them.
Man's shirt says Hamel's swimming pools.
Run the name. Where's Cydie?
What do you mean, where's Cydie?
She's not in her room?
I read her her favorite story and then I left.
Where would a little girl go at night?
I know.
Which one is she?
There's mommy.
Next to the moon.
When I was little, I woke up and saw mom and dad
slow-dancing in front of the fireplace.
This song makes me think of them.
Together. Happy.
♪ if I was the sun way up there ♪
♪ I'd go with love most everywhere ♪
♪ I'll be the moon when the sun goes down ♪
♪ just to let you know ♪
♪ that I'm still around ♪
♪ that's how strong my love is ♪
♪ oh ♪
♪ that's how strong my love is ♪
♪ whoa ♪
♪ that's how strong my love is ♪
♪ whoa ♪
♪ that's how strong my love is ♪
♪ whoa ♪
♪ that's how strong my love is ♪
God.
He's gone. I...
I can't...
I can't remember the last time I hugged him.
I can't. I...
I can't remember...
I can't...
Robert.
How did it go with the Mercers?
Were they able to let their father go?
Yes.
And it made me think of you.
Why is that?
Because enough is enough.
You have to walk again, Dr. Harris.
What is it gonna take?
What do you need to let Yelena go?
You know, she wasn't even supposed to be home that day.
I insisted that she go back to the house,
sign for a vintage train set
that I'd ordered online.
A toy train.
Can you imagine a grown man
wanting something so ridiculous?
If I hadn't been so selfish,
she wouldn't have gone back to the house.
She wouldn't have surprised the burglar.
She wouldn't be dead.
It's my fault.
I'm sorry that that happened.
And I can see how you would feel terrible,
but you're a smart man.
And you know deep down
that it's not your fault.
You have to let yourself off the hook.
Let me help you.
I'll go home with you
and we'll pack up Yelena's stuff together.
Listen, Veronica,
thanks again for everything,
and please tell reverend Todd
that I said I'm sorry.
I will.
Mark.
Are you done with all this nonsense?
Are you ready to shape up?
Because I need my husband back.
I can't do this on my own, okay?
Do what? Honey...
I'm pregnant.
I just took a test.
So I need you to...
pull yourself together.
You're pregnant?
Yes.
- You are? - Yes.
That's wonderful.
Congratulations.
It's a miracle.
Yeah.
Yeah, it is.
Nadia was the Hamels' babysitter.
They left Cydie with her
one day to go Christmas shopping,
and that was it.
Three lives destroyed.
Four.
Hey, when you solve a case,
do you ever wonder if anybody ever really won?
All the time.
That's when I wish I was the catcher for the Yankees
instead of a cop.
Think about beauty school myself.
Well, that'd be a waste.
Back at you.
I got to go. My patients.
You ready?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
I don't want a new mommy and daddy.
But they came all the way from Baltimore.
They've been waiting to see you since you were two.
Hey, Mr. and Mr.. Hamel.
I, uh... this is Cydie.
She's a little shy right now,
but I'm sure she wants you to know
that she's real happy to meet you.
She's a very smart girl.
And, uh, she's got a cat called Cow Kitty
'cause of his spots.
And she likes her door open a crack at night
to let some light into her room.
And she is an excellent helper
at changing oil on an 18-wheeler.
Her friend Al taught her that.
Maybe she'll show you some time.
Thank you.
Will I ever see you again?
Of course you will.
Yeah.
I'm gonna let you get settled first,
and then I'll come to visit you, okay?
Be good now, Apple Cydie.
We have the same color eyes.
I saw this pig and I thought of you.
Wait, that didn't come out right.
I got you this pig, Mike.
I'm told it's the dumbest present ever,
but it's for you.
You carried this around just for me?
You have no idea.
Just don't eat it all in one sitting.
My God. Bobby flay loves this farm.
This is, like, the greatest present ever.
I know, right?
It's perfect.
You love me.
Yeah.
I do.
I love you too.
I know.
I think we should sell the house.
It's the right thing to do.
Thanks.
Happy birthday, Mike.
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