(Tango music playing)
(Inhales sharply)
(People speaking indistinctly)
(Grunts)
(Sighs)
(People continue speaking indistinctly)
(Groans)
(Groan)
(Exhales deeply)
(Charlotte, thinking) Damn it.
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Even though I won't be back in my office until I give birth,
I'm still running things here.
So y'all need to come up with five ways
to improve the patient experience.
'Cause I'm here to tell you, it sucks.
That's it.
(Indistinct conversations)
(Woman speaking indistinctly over PA)
Did Addison say this is okay?
She said I had to sray in this position for 48 hours straight.
Well, this is not bed rest.
This is running a hospital from a bed.
Potato. Po-tah-to.
How's my girl?
This is an hour ago.
She's so tiny.
Small but mighty, like her mama.
I think she's getting tired of "baby King-Freedman"
on the side of her incubator.
- She tell you that? - Mm-hmm.
I can't name her until I meet her.
You'll meet her soon. I promise.
(Groans) I still like Mathilda.
You're joking, right?
I'm gonna put it on the board.
(Woman speaking indistinctly over PA)
Don't worry, baby.
He'll call you Mathilda over my cold dead body.
(Monitor beeping rhythmically)
I wonder if there's asbestos under there.
(Violet speaking indistinctly) Not good for the babies
or any other patient in this place.
Lord, I'd sell my soul for arms long enough
to scratch those toes. (Sheldon speaking indistinctly)
Boy, do I need a pedicure.
Charlotte, tell Sheldon he has to see Nick.
Nick the pedophile?
His name is Nick Calhoun.
Who cares what his name is?
You're talking about a man who took a 7 year old
from my hospital and did God knows what to her.
That is the Nick you're referring to, right?
Why on earth would you visit him?
He called me, depressed. He'd been in solitary confinement.
Excuse me, Dr. King. I need to place another IV.
Get on with it then.
I haven't decided what to do.
Sheldon, he reached out to you. You have to see him.
Well, now that he's been incarcerated,
I'm not exactly sure if he's still my patient
or what my obligation is--
Your only obligation is to you.
Ow! (Gasps)
Have you done this before?
Stephanie.
Go. Now.
And don't come back.
Where the hell we'd find her?
She can't restart an IV. My 9 year old could do that.
You know, when I went to see Katie,
I thought it was about her, but really, it helped me.
How would visiting Nick the pedophile help Sheldon?
Can you stop calling him that?
The guy who took Sarah Nelson?
Uh, sorry. Not my conversation.
Okay, look, we are supposed to help.
I tried to help him and I failed.
(Charlotte) No, he failed.
Now he deserves to rot, alone.
All done.
Do you know...
how is Sarah?
Well, I recommended a pediatric psychiatrist,
one who specializes in sexual trauma.
Her parents are cautiously optimistic.
I'm glad.
I'd like to castrate Nick the pedophile,
but I'm glad.
(Woman speaking indistinctly over PA)
I like her.
(Imitating Addison) Charlotte, I'm your doctor.
You have to listen to me.
To stop the labor, we need to keep you supine
with your legs 30 degrees over your head.
It's called Trendelenburg.
(Normal voice) Dr. Trendelenburg would've had
a lot of fans during the Spanish Inquisition.
Sadistic bastard.
(Exhales deeply)
(Woman speaking indistinctly over PA)
(Bell chiming)
(Exhales deeply)
- Yes, Dr. King? - It's bad enough I'm living upside down.
Can't I get a decent pillow?
Tough day?
Oh, what tipped you off?
Well, two weeks in bed is a long time.
That's nothing compared
to the six weeks I still have coming.
How was school today, buddy?
It was fine.
Oh, can I go get a snack before I start my homework?
Sure.
(Woman speaking indistinctly over PA)
So much for today's mother-son quality time.
He talking to you?
Uh, some. You know, he's processing everything.
Ooh!
Lucas loves having him stay with us.
I'm afraid he's gonna demand an older brother
after you guys come home.
Mm.
I can't get Cooper to leave the nicu at night.
He looks like death on toast.
You know, not that I'm one to talk.
Well, you're in a period of transition,
and the stress related--
Stop. I don't need a shrink.
Right. (Chuckles)
I need for my daughter to get stronger.
I need to keep these buns in the oven.
But I don't need a shrink.
Of course, being able to pee in the toilet would be nice.
Yeah. Well, I can't help you there,
but if you ever find yourself on the verge of losing it,
distraction works well.
Some people count to ten,
and taking really deep breaths can help.
I know it sounds lame, but it works.
These... are good, too.
(Chuckles) Stress balls.
(Laughs)
Squeeze them instead of biting somebody's head off.
It's almost as good as talking to a shrink.
Can I get you anything else?
These are plenty.
Hang in there, mama.
(Monitor beeping rhythmically)
(Woman speaking indistinctly over PA)
(Sighs)
(Sniffles)
(Bell chiming)
How long does it take to find a damn pillow?
_
She's got her daddy's hands.
Pulse ox has improved.
(Sam) Her heart rate is stable.
I'm gonna teach you piano first
because then guitar's gonna be a snap.
She's triggering the vent all by herself.
Wait. What? She's breathing on her own?
Yeah. I can take her off the ventilator now.
Is it-- is it okay? Really?
- Yeah. She's ready. - I mean, we don't have to rush it, right?
Oh, I'm done.
Wow. Okay. What's-- what's next?
Kangaroo care.
I-I get to hold her?
Yeah. Unbutton your shirt and sit down.
Whoa. It sounds so different when Charlotte says it.
(Laughs) Skin-to-skin contact
has been known to improve oxygen saturation,
respiration,
heart rate.
Here we go.
I'm ready.
Okay, sweetie.
There. Okay.
(Laughs)
Hi, sweetie. (Laughs)
Okay.
I'm daddy.
You got her?
Yeah.
Oh, my goodness.
Oxygenation's improving.
Look at that. It's like magic.
Oh, here.
Okay.
Say, "hello, mama."
(High-pitched voice) Hello, mama.
(Cell phone camera shutter clicks)
(Man) The ball is thrown away... (Remote clicks)
(Man) We've got better news for you tomorrow.
(Click) (Woman speaking indistinctly on TV)
(Charlotte, thinking) What'd she do?
What, steal your man? Run over your dog?
(Laughs) Damn, girl.
You fight dirty. (Laughs)
No hair pulling?
- Huh. (Woman) - Is that your baby daddy?!
Huh.
So this is what it feels like when your brain cells die.
(Man) - Oh, hell, no. - Oh, no, you didn't!
(Turns off TV)
(Monitor beeping rhythmically)
Oh.
(Sniffles)
(Bell chiming)
(Clicking button)
(Chiming continues)
You only have to press it once.
What's going on out there?
Work, which I should be getting back to.
Hey, do you like your job?
Is this a trick question?
- No. - Then yes.
I mean, I know some people think that nurses are
just frustrated doctors, but I like being more hands-on.
Then it's your lucky day.
I'm making you my private nurse.
No one else here knows their ass from a hole in the ground.
I'm the Floor Manager, Dr. King.
I can't cater to just one patient.
You can now.
Figure it out.
(Woman speaking indistinctly over PA)
- Off the vent. (Whispers) - Oh, my God.
- Hi. - Hi.
(Charlotte) Let's see.
I haven't seen you around here much.
I-I've been busy.
Okay. I'll, uh...
- Okay. Take care. Yeah. - Yeah.
(Woman speaking indistinctly over PA)
Okay, uh, I'm gonna...
- Sam, thank you so much. - Yep.
- You should go, too, Coop. Home. - Mm.
She'll be okay without you for one night.
I'll go get some clothes, I guess.
(Groans)
Damn it.
Contraction.
I think it was, um, just the one.
No, you've been having contractions
- every three minutes. - That was just pressure.
- I don't think it's actually a contraction. - Okay.
Look, we've got you on tocolytics
and we've put you in Trendelenburg.
I mean, we could-- we could add a magnesium drip.
It's not standard treatment anymore, but it's worth a try.
It will provide neural protection
and it might stop the contractions.
Might? You said 48 hours.
That's all I had to go without a contraction
to be able to lay flat.
That was my big prize-- not standing up,
not getting to use the actual toilet,
not seeing my baby.
Laying flat...
I was living for that.
I only needed 16 more hours.
(Sighs)
I did not sign up for this.
(Bollywood style music playing)
(Woman singing in foreign language)
_
Okay.
Looks like good news.
This is all just a bad dream,
and I'll be home for Christmas with three healthy babies?
No, but you have stopped having contractions for two days,
so you get to lie flat.
Ohh, great.
(Bed whirring) How's that feel?
Ah. Still not the angle I want to see Christmas from.
Mm.
It was gonna be great.
I was gonna sit my fat ass on the couch
with three babies cooking in my enormous belly...
(Chuckles) while I drank virgin eggnog.
I'm sorry, Charlotte.
I am gonna keep you on the magnesium drip
because it seems to be helping, but if you have
any other contractions, I gotta put you back on Trendelenburg.
(Monitor beeping rhythmically)
You're lurking. What do you want?
I'm here on behalf of the board.
Uh, we thought maybe,
um, given your condition, maybe--
Spit it out, Lisa.
How do you feel about passing along
some of your chief of staff duties,
just for the foreseeable future?
I have compiled a list of candidates here.
Have you?
Well, thanks, but there's no need.
Uh, well, the board is just thinking of your health.
Really? That's what they were thinking
when they sent a mid-level human resources manager
to relieve me of my duties?
(Exhales)
You want to know what the scariest thing in the world
is to an HR Department? A pregnant woman.
Juries love pregnant women.
They especially love when we have twins,
and oh, my, do they adore triplets.
You see, right now, it seems to me like
my employers are trying to fire a pregnant woman,
and if that's the case, I will sue you and them
and the whole hospital.
And the only one who will still be here
in the foreseeable future
is a very rich me.
(Woman speaking indistinctly over PA)
You're sitting at the bar, alone.
I sidle up next to you,
order a Martini.
I'm in thigh-high black boots
and a silk slip that's not quite
long enough to be decent.
Lips?
Cherry red.
Oh, I love this one.
Mm, you never heard this one.
We don't know each other.
We don't?
Nope.
I touch your hand,
ask you for a light.
But I drop my cigarette, and when
I lean over to get it,
the slip rides up just enough for you to see
that I am not wearing
- any-- - Oh, you're killing me.
(Chuckles)
What if my wife catches us?
Well, is she hot? Maybe we can all--
- Oh, I gotta go. - Wait. What?
Wait. Wait. Wait. No, I h--
I-- You can't leave me hanging like this.
Female orgasms bring on uterine contractions.
No. You want two more preemies?
Oh, that's not true. Please tell me that's not true.
Well, if I can't finish, neither can you.
I love you.
Drip.
Drip. (Sighs)
Where the hell's that idiot from engineering?
I put in a request to fix the faucet yesterday
and the day before.
He's fired.
When I get out of here, everyone's fired.
(Inhales and exhales deeply)
(Woman speaking indistinctly over PA)
(Exhales deeply)
(Woman continues speaking indistinctly over PA)
Oh, a pillow can muffle a gunshot,
but not that damn drip?
(Sighs)
8:07. Here she comes.
Look... at... her.
You just know her name's Ashley.
Enjoy those perky boobs while you can, missy.
Before you know it, you'll need a push-up bra
to keep those girls at attention.
Ow!
Oh.
No.
That's not a contraction.
Gas. That's all.
Just gas.
Who'd they bribe to escape this hellhole with a healthy baby?
Ow!
Son of a bitch, that felt like a contraction.
No. Don't go there.
It's probably just-- Ah! Oh.
Okay.
That's four. This is bad.
Very bad.
If this keeps up, Addison'll put me back upside down,
and candy striper Ashley will steal my husband,
and the happy family will take Mason and my baby,
and the faucet will just keep dripping.
(Panting)
Addison doesn't have to know.
(Grunts)
(Beeps)
(Grunts)
That should do it.
(Pants)
(Exhales deeply)
Hey.
Come give me a hug.
(Woman speaking indistinctly over PA)
Mm.
(Kisses)
Mm.
What happened to your shirt?
I ripped it during recess.
Is that a bite mark?
Who did this to you?
Just this kid at school. Okay?
He's bigger than me, beat me up.
Well, you all right? Does it hurt?
I'm fine.
What's his name?
Neal Segal.
Go ask Stephanie to clean that up. Okay?
(Woman speaking indistinctly over PA)
Think you can beat up on my kid?
Think again, Neal Segal.
Let's just find your parents.
(Clicking, bell chiming)
What's wrong?
Get this tray away from me.
The only thing worse than trying to get it down
is waiting for it to come back up.
I can't wait to see
the Christmas buffet you put out.
Ugh. How do people eat this stuff?
Yeah. Too bad one of us doesn't have control
over the quality of food in this place.
Hey. How you feeling? Steph.
Hi.
Same as I was when you asked me an hour ago.
(Laughs) This one giving you a hard time?
Oh, it's nothing I can't handle.
Yeah, well, at least you can stick her with needles.
(Laughs)
Oh, needles.
Okay. Well, I'll let you get your rest.
(Pats bed)
(Woman speaking indistinctly over PA)
Tell me something--
you still into Sam?
That's none of your damn business.
Well, the least you can do is entertain me.
No, I may be your beck-and-call girl,
but I'm not your social director,
and I definitely don't have to talk to you
about my personal life.
So you are still into Sam.
Oh.
(Woman speaking indistinctly over PA)
Your IV bag emptied faster than I expected.
Really?
Yeah. At the flow rate I set, there should be plenty left.
You gonna give Sam another chance?
(Monitor beeping rhythmically)
Your brother wants to have a party when you come home,
with balloons and streamers
and a clown.
Although honestly, clowns are a little creepy.
(Monitor beeping rhythmically)
If you need a break, I'm here.
No, I'm good. Thanks.
Her pulse ox is a little lower than normal.
On these little ones, it can vary quite a bit.
Yeah. But her heart rate's been creeping up.
I don't think you have anything to worry about.
Doctor parents are always a little overanxious.
Mm.
She's got rhinorrhea
and intercostal muscle retractions when she breathes.
I'll make a note in her chart.
No, she needs a chest X-ray, and she needs arterial blood gas
- and nasal washings. - I will let the attending know--
Okay, you're not listening to me.
I'm not waiting for the attending.
I'm a doctor, I'm her father,
and I'm telling you to go get tests.
You go get the damn tests. Now.
(Big band music playing)
(Man) ...Alabama versus Tennessee.
Whoo! First down, Bama.
Roll tide's gonna stampede all over rocky top.
Alabama's the Crimson Tide,
but their mascot's an elephant.
Make any sense to you?
That's what volunteer fans always latch on to
when they're getting their butts kicked.
Maybe you guys should just turn it over now.
Too much excitement might not be good for the babies.
These babies are fine. They got Southern blood in their veins.
(Man speaking indistinctly on TV)
The first one's off the ventilator.
That's great news, Charlotte.
So you've been adjusting your magnesium drip?
Yes, I have,
and it stopped the contractions.
And you know how I knew that would happen?
Because I'm a doctor and the chief of staff.
No, now you are a patient, Charlotte.
You can't self-medicate, Charlotte. It's dangerous.
It's Addison's fault.
She's the one who left an addict with access to drugs.
Magnesium is not a narcotic. Nice try.
But since you clearly cannot be trusted... (Control pad beeping)
I am locking the pump.
(Man) Tennessee's defense
is gonna have to tighten up against the pass
or this could be a long game.
I already suspect the worst. Is it the worst?
Chest X-rays show an infiltrate on her lungs.
Yeah. The labs?
RSV pneumonia.
We're gonna have to put her back on the ventilator.
I so wanted to be wrong.
(Inhales deeply) All right, I can't tell Charlotte.
She's already in hell.
There's no treatment for this virus,
and w-with a baby so small...
- We're not-- - With a compromised immune system. She could just--
we're not there yet.
All right, we'll put her back on the ventilator.
We'll watch her.
We're not there yet.
(Bell chimes)
(Indistinct conversations)
(Chimes)
(Clicking button, bell chiming)
Are you all right?
Why did you tattle to Addison?
That's-- that's why you called me in?
'Cause I thought you actually needed something.
I do. I need to know why you ratted me out
about the magnesium drip.
'Cause it was for your own good.
(Clicking button, bell chiming)
I'm thirsty. I need some water.
(Chuckles)
(Woman speaking indistinctly over PA)
What are you, 5?
It's not my job to jump whenever you're bored.
- Get me another nurse. - No.
- You're fired. - No, I'm not.
You are definitely fired.
Oh, yeah? You kick me to the curb,
there'll be nobody else to take care of you.
Every other nurse out there would sooner quit
than walk in this room. Okay?
I get that you're uncomfortable, I get that you're scared,
but you're not the first woman to have a high-risk pregnancy,
so there is no need for you
to be such a monumental pain in the ass
and make it impossible
for anybody to feel compassion for you.
Now I am trying my very best not to smother you with a pillow
every time I walk in this room,
but you are seriously trying my patience.
So please,
for your health, for the health of your unborn children,
do not even think about pressing that call button again
unless you're in labor or you're dying.
(Exhales)
(Charlotte) I completely agree.
Yes.
I assure you, it's under control.
(Sighs)
What's wrong?
If you were paying attention to our son,
you might've noticed the bite mark on his arm.
Somebody bit him?
Is he okay? What happened?
He's fine. Apparently, Mason was picking on
a kid in his class-- Neal Segal.
Oh, come on. Mason's a good kid.
There's gotta be more to the story than that.
The principal said Mason was provoking Neal.
That's why he bit Mason.
- Well, biting's not okay. - Well, neither is bullying.
Taunting a kid is just asking for trouble,
and if it happens again,
the principal's threatened to suspend him.
I will go down to the school. I will talk to the principal.
No, you need to talk to Mason.
We need to cut him some slack.
He is scared and stressed about what's going on here.
You need to quit making excuses. We have to punish him.
He needs stability. He needs nurturing.
What he needs is a clear sense of right and wrong,
and if his father's too much of a wuss to teach it to him,
then I'll do it, just like I do everything else.
Really?
Well, I'm sorry I've been in the nicu 24 hours a day,
trying to keep our daughter alive
and watching Sam put her back on a ventilator and--
Wait.
What the hell are you talking about?
She...
She has RSV pneumonia.
Since when?
I noticed something this morning.
I had them run the tests.
Why didn't you tell me?
I've been trying to protect you, Charlotte.
(Scoffs) Like you're trying to protect Mason?
You are such an idiot, Cooper.
You are not the only one trying to keep
this family together, Charlotte.
No, I am the only one stuck in this bed...
- Oh! - every damn day. Just get the hell out.
Yeah. Gladly.
(Exhales deeply)
(Man) ♪ beep, beep, back it up, what? ♪
♪ lay it down like a cement truck, what? ♪
♪ standing in the back, mad like an umpire ♪
♪
♪ try to run, run, but I'm gonna catch you ♪
♪ gonna pop, pop, firecracker ♪
♪ got you locked in my sights like a satellite ♪
♪ five, four, three, two, one ♪
♪ bull's-eye, cute face ♪
♪ big... to measure ♪
♪ but the dudes got me throwing off my vision ♪
♪ drop it down like a bye from an airplane ♪
♪ red, white, like, like the tin can ♪
_
♪ what? ♪
Muscles.
Bones. Brain.
They're all going soft and mushy
and dissolving in this bed.
(Men and women) - ♪ Deck the halls with boughs of holly ♪ - Oh, God. No.
- No. No. No. No. No. - ♪ fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪
- I may not be able to get out of bed... - ♪ 'tis the season to be jolly ♪
but I should not have to suffer through a bunch...
of ye olde choir rejects singing Christmas carols.
- Do not come in here. Do not! - ♪ fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪
Stop singing! (Yelps)
(Pants)
(Woman speaking indistinctly over PA)
"You see, Wendy, when the first baby laughed for the first time,
its laugh broke into a thousand pieces,
and they all went skipping about,
and that was the beginning of fairies."
You're gonna laugh for me one day.
You have to.
(Groans)
(Amelia and Addison, singsongy) Surprise!
It's your nonshower shower!
Why aren't you with my baby, Addison?
Because Cooper is. Hey, I thought of a good baby name.
What do you think of Olive?
I think it's a Martini ingredient.
Why didn't you bring Mason by today?
He didn't want to come, and Cooper said it was okay.
Well, screw, Cooper. If I want to see my damn kid,
- that's my God-given right. - You want a cupcake?
Do I look like I want a cupcake?
So that's a no then?
Yes, it's a no. I don't want your cupcakes
or your flowers or your presents.
What part of "I don't want a shower" was unclear, Amelia?
We thought that this would cheer you up.
You know what would cheer me up?
If you got your asses out of my room.
Mmm. That's not gonna happen.
Hey, Charlotte,
for patients who are on bed rest
in the same room for an extended period of time,
- it's natural they develop a kind of cabin fever... - One, two, three, four, five, six,
seven, eight, nine, ten.
And on top of that, you want to see your baby girl...
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
It's hard for persons used to being in control...
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
...take care of things and them.
Smell that.
Which one's a trapezoid?
It's a square at an angle?
No. No. Wait. That's a rhombus.
(Sighs) All those years in school,
and the only thing I remember is that cinema class.
By the way, Elsa didn't love Rick.
(Scoffs) Love story, my ass.
Every good romance ends in death.
Without a plane crash, consumption,
or third-degree burns,
two people can't just stand the test of time.
Mama.
Didn't you hear me?
I heard you didn't want to see me.
I didn't want to get yelled at. Neal bit me.
Because you provoked him.
And when you push someone too far, well--
Someday I'll show you "The Burning Bed,"
and then you'll understand.
I never did it before.
That's not the same as never doing it at all.
Everyone hates Neal. He's weird.
Well, that's even worse.
You want to be a sheep? Follow the herd?
Or do you want to be a man?
The kind of person who sticks up for others?
Not only did you bully a kid,
which is horrible and cruel and never okay,
but you lied to me.
- Did you apologize to Neal? - No.
- Well, you have to. - Why are you being so mean?
Why are you being so selfish?
I'm the one stuck in this bed.
Your dad's racing between me
and your baby sister in the nicu.
And instead of being helpful, you're just acting out.
- What the hell's wrong with you? - Are you finished?
Don't you get fresh with me.
We still have to discuss your punishment.
Dad already did. No TV or video games for a week.
Not a week. A month.
And you will apologize to Neal and to his parents.
- That's not fair. - Well, life isn't fair. Get used to it.
I hate you! I hate you!
(Sighs)
(Woman speaking indistinctly over PA)
I hate me, too.
(Sighs)
(Monitor beeping rapidly)
I got your page. What's going on?
Well, sats are dropping.
BP and heart rate are unstable.
What's her chest X-ray look like?
Worse. Diffuse infiltrate.
I haven't told Cooper yet.
I want to present him with all the options.
If we oxygenate the blood outside the body,
there's a chance that--
No. Ecmo's too dangerous and invasive.
Well, then what other option do we have?
I don't know, but ecmo you can't even do until 34 weeks.
She's still too young.
Plus, there's no guarantee of survival,
and then you run the risk
of bleeding, infection, clotting, strokes.
Well, pneumonia presents just as big a threat.
The ectopia cordis and the prematurity--
I mean, she's--
she's already looking at such a hard life.
I-I just...
I don't know if such an aggressive approach
is what's best for her.
Well, it's not for her.
We'd be doing this for Cooper and Charlotte.
Do what for us?
It's a long shot, but...
they think that ecmo is our best option.
How long would she be on bypass?
A week.
And blood thinners.
So Amelia would do an ultrasound
every day to make sure there's not a brain bleed.
And if the ecmo doesn't work?
Well, then our-- our daughter will die.
(Sighs)
I thought we'd have this magical first Christmas with Mason.
Mm, buy the biggest tree on the lot,
drink hot chocolate,
lie around in our PJs on Christmas morning,
come up with names for our girls.
Just be a family.
But now?
I know.
No, you don't.
(Inhales and exhales deeply)
You've held her
and you've kissed her head
and you've talked to her.
She knows her daddy.
But me?
Our daughter may die before I ever get to meet her.
(Sighs)
(Orchestral music playing)
(Monitor beeping rhythmically)
Pump is primed. Venous catheter's in.
Okay. I got some bleeding here.
What bleeding? What's wrong?
Nothing's wrong, Coop. We got this, okay?
(Yuna's "Come As You Are" playing)
Hello, precious girl.
This is your mama.
Sorry you don't have a name yet.
I want so much to be with you right now,
hold your little hand,
tell you everything's gonna be okay.
And let you know
you are blessed.
It may not seem like it, but you are.
I should be praying.
Right now, I don't even know how.
I can't do this.
I can't just wait around.
♪ The choice is yours, don't be late ♪
I don't give a crap what Addison says. I'm getting up.
♪ Take a rest as a friend ♪
(Grunts)
♪ As an old memoria ♪
(Inhales sharply)
Was that a kick?
♪ Memoria ♪
How the hell am I supposed to be a mother to all of them?
Ready to release the clamp.
Arterial clamp off.
♪ Memoria ♪
(Addison) Venous clamp off. Pump on.
(Whirring)
♪
Pulse ox is coming up.
(Sighs)
Now what?
Now we wait.
♪ Soaked in bleach ♪
♪ as I want you to be ♪
♪ as a trend, as a friend ♪
She's, uh...
she's hanging in there.
♪ Memoria ♪
Can I get you anything?
♪ Memoria ♪
♪ memoria ♪
This is my fault. All of it.
I was an ungrateful bitch.
I called them tapeworms and ticks.
I said they were sucking the life out of me.
I actually hoped for a miscarriage.
What was I thinking?
I'd give my life for any one of them.
Is there anyone up there?
Is anyone listening?
You have to take a life, you take me.
(Voice breaks) Take me.
Save my babies.
♪ I don't have a gun ♪
♪ no, I don't have a gun ♪
(Monitor beeping rhythmically)
♪ And I swear that I don't ♪
It's clear.
She made it another day.
That's good.
♪ No, I don't have a gun ♪
(Sobbing) It wasn't supposed to be like this.
I'm sorry I complained.
I take it all back.
It wasn't supposed to be like this.
Oh, no. This can't be happening.
Oh.
Oh, wait. Oh, where is everybody?
Please hurry. Please.
You're the worst patient ever.
I-I couldn't hold it.
I'm sorry.
Truth is, you just saved me from committing a homicide.
You know that new L&D nurse-- tai?
She's great in the OR, but the woman has got
to close her mouth when she's chewing gum.
My mother wouldn't let me have any as a kid.
Said it looked like a cow chewing on her cud.
She got that right.
(Whispers) Thank you.
♪ ...have a gun ♪
♪ and I swear that I don't have a gun ♪ _
All right. X-ray's clear.
Blood gas is improved. Vitals are good.
She is a fighter.
Charlotte's daughter.
(Chuckles)
Mm.
So now?
Now she comes off ecmo.
She'll still have to be on the ventilator.
Yeah, but she's stable and she's heading in the right direction.
(Sighs)
♪ Memoria ♪
Aw, Cooper. It's okay.
(Cries)
I didn't think she was gonna make it.
Mm.
(Sniffles)
(Swing music playing)
_
(Woman speaking indistinctly over p.A.)
Hey, stranger.
Where you been?
Dad hasn't let me do much since you grounded me,
but I guess that's kind of the point, huh?
Yeah, it is. Ask Coop.
I apologized to Neal. He was pretty nice about it.
Maybe when I'm not grounded anymore, he can come over?
Oh, that sounds good.
(People speaking indistinctly)
I'm sorry I disappointed you.
Oh, sweetie, come here.
Look,
I know it's pretty scary, seeing me like this.
I know you got some pretty bad memories
of your mama in this hospital.
I'm not gonna die like she did.
How can you be sure?
Because I'm pregnant, not sick.
Because I'm too mean to die.
You just ask any of those nurses.
(Chuckles)
It's okay to be afraid,
but you gotta talk to me about it,
not take it out on other kids. Okay?
Okay.
Good.
Now go over and get me what's in that drawer.
Do you want some paper?
Nah.
I was running out of ways to annoy the nurses.
(Chuckles)
You wanna try?
(Laughs) Do it again.
She's off the ventilator?
For good this time?
Yep. Cooper's holding her right now.
Oh.
It's good. It's really good.
All right. I should get back. (Bell chimes)
No. Wait. Tell me more. I want to know more.
Okay. Uh, well, she's gonna get stronger every day. (Clicking, bell chiming)
We're back to this again? I know she's pregnant,
but just let me just get one good smack in.
(Laughs) Now calm down.
This is a woman worth fighting for, and I hate most of 'em.
You'd be a fool to let her get away, so man up.
Okay. You know what? Enough.
Now this is none of your damn business.
I am a grown man.
I will choose who I want to be with.
I choose you.
Now I didn't tell you everything before
because I thought that you'd run.
And I won't make that mistake again.
(Indistinct conversations)
So you've never bought a Christmas tree?
No, I'm Jewish.
You gotta help me pick out the right one, okay?
What size?
Big.
Like, how big?
Like, crazy big.
(Woman) Okay, you guys. Slow down.
(Speaks indistinctly)
How about this one?
Perfect.
All right, so what do we do now?
We get a truckload of ornaments, right?
And then we hang enough lights to double our electric bill.
We put it in the living room so it's all set up
for when mama comes home.
That's not what we do?
Well, yeah, but...
it doesn't go in the living room.
(Indistinct conversations continue)
(People speaking indistinctly)
Dr. King?
Well...
I've been waiting for some sort of a thank-you.
This will do.
Oh, please. You should be giving me flowers
and gift certificates for massages
and department stores and stuff for my house.
These are from the board.
The board of directors bought me flowers?
I can't imagine it's because they like you,
so they must really be scared of you.
What the--
(Laughs) How did you get this past security?
I told them it was for the chief of staff.
Santa says you've been
an exceptionally good girl this year.
(Lowered voice) Although I like it when you're bad,
especially when you're wearing cherry red lipstick.
But it's not even Christmas yet.
That's the best part. We get to have two Christmases.
I know it's not exactly what you had in mind, but...
Thank you, Coop.
But you still have to buy me presents.
♪
Ready? One, two, three.
Ah.
- Yeah! (Charlotte) - Yay!
I think you found your calling, kiddo.
(Man) ♪ dead leaves, dead trees ♪
Thank you.
♪ To ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
Yeah.
These twinkle lights are oddly soothing.
Mm.
Maybe we should have a Christmas tree up all year round.
All right, guys, hold up your hot chocolate mugs.
I want sissy to see what her first Christmas was like. (Clink)
Yeah, we gotta name that baby
before she's stuck with "sissy" forever.
All right, but I'm not budging on Marjorie.
I do not like it.
Well, let's go back to the board.
Okay, um...
(Pants)
- What? - Mama?
- What? - My water just broke.
- The babies are coming? - Yeah.
We gotta do something. I'll get a nurse.
- Mase! - Wait. Let him go.
I don't think they'll answer the call button anymore.
Oh, my God. I can leave the room.
This is it. I'm free.
I can sit up.
This is it, Cooper.
Oh, my God.
Kiss me.
All right, I'm gonna need a surgical tray
to open the cerclage, two isolettes,
and a nicu team on standby.
Wait. Stop.
Are you okay? We're almost there.
I need to go to the nicu. I need to see her.
- You're in labor. - No. No. No. You gotta go to delivery, recovery,
- and then the nicu. - These two ain't coming this second.
Now I'm your damn boss. Take me to my baby right now.
All right, Mase, let's go get sissy ready.
(Sighs)
♪
Oh, my God.
She's beautiful.
(Blows kiss)
Georgia.
Your name is Georgia.
Well, what are you waiting for?
Let's get this show on the road.
(Jazz music playing)
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