All language subtitles for Ally.McBeal.S05E15.2001.Disney+.WEB-DL.1080p.H264.AAC-HDCTV_track6_[eng]

Previously on Ally McBeal.

-I'm offering you a job.
-Huh?

If you act like a tree trunk,
I'll chop you down.

-I'll hire you.
-What?

-I mean, I'm offering you a-a job.
-Oh!

-I'm not going to school today.
-It's your first day.

-School is not an optional thing.
-I'm not going. Got it?

You have a 10-year-old girl
who's just lost her father.

She's living in her third home in less
than two years, and she's doin' okay.

(snarls)

-(moaning)
-(screams)

-You must be doing something right.
-(screams)

What's wrong?

Ma-Maddie, are-are you okay?

Why don't you tell her, Maddie?

Why don't you tell her?
You seem to enjoy it so.

-You think I take pleasure in having--
-Yes, I do.

Will, uh, somebody tell me?

I can show you.

We had some cameras installed in the
lavatories due to a problem...

with some of the students
smoking cigarettes.

(exhales)

(hissing)

♪ I've been down down, down ♪

♪ I've been down this road ♪

♪ Walkin' the line
that's painted by pride ♪

♪ And I have made mistakes in my life ♪

♪ That I just can't hide ♪

♪ Oh, I believe I am ready ♪

♪ For what love has to bring Yeah ♪

♪ I got myself together, yeah ♪

♪ Now I'm ready to sing ♪

♪ I've been searching my soul tonight ♪

♪ I know there's so much more to life ♪

♪ Now I know I can shine a light ♪

♪ To find my way back home ♪

-♪ Oh ♪
-♪ Hoo, hoo ♪

♪ Baby, yeah ♪

-♪ Hoo, hoo ♪
-♪ Oh, yeah ♪♪

What, she's not coming in again?

-Well, she'll be here, but--
-But what? She's a partner now.

-Evidently, Maddie was caught smoking.
-What?

-She's 10!
-Well--

I'd better not catch you
doing that around me.

I am flammable.

Mr. Fish? I'm Serena Feldman.

You're Serena Feldman? How old are you?

-Sixteen.
-Hello, Serena. I'm Claire Otoms.

Aren't you a little flower?
Not yet in bloom.

Uh, Mr. Fish, I can pay you, if that's
what you're worried about.

Oh, I--I never worry about money.
Right, Claire?

(chuckling) Why worry when you can obsess?

Yeah, uh, let-let's
just go into my office.

Sweet 16.

When I was that age, I had to beat them
off with a stick.

Do you have any idea how addictive it is?
How deadly it is?

-All right.
-Don't you "all right" me.

It leads to heart attacks, strokes, lung
cancer, brain cancer, breast cancer--

-All right.
-No, d-don't you "all right" me.

You're gonna listen to this. Do you think
it's cool? Well, it's not cool.

A person dies every 30 seconds in this
country from smoking cigarettes.

(rhythmic tapping)

It's the
leading cause of death in the world.

-Are you listening to me?
-I'm listening.

It's bad, bad, bad, bad, bad,

bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad,
bad, bad, bad--

-Hey.
-Hey. What's goin' on?

What's goin' on? Oh, well I'll tell you
what's going on.

Maddie's been sucking on the big cancer
stick, chewing on the death weed.

She's on one of those new
carcinogen diets--

The one that traps healthy fat cells...

and shrivels them up into malignant little
pieces of rotted flesh.

She's decided that she wants soot for her
lungs and a charcoal throat.

Ally.

She smokes. My daughter smokes cigarettes.

Why don't you get a big sign and put
it over your head...

that says, "I'm stupid. Hear me choke!"

The big thing here is to maintain
dialogue, which I see you're doing.

(snarling)

Ally, you need to talk to her, not at her.

Yes, Victor. Thank you, Victor.

I'll be going upstairs now, Victor.

Cardiomyopathy.

Basically, it means that
I have a weak heart muscle.

-So, this is-- This is serious?
-I'm dying, Mr. Fish.

I have about six weeks,
unless I get a transplant.

Uh, my tissue type isn't very common,

but I have found a heart that matches.

That--That's good then.

Not exactly.

The person it belongs to is quite healthy,

and has a life expectancy
of 30 to 40 years.

-Okay, oh, uh--
-He's my father.

And he wants to give it to me.

-Uh--His heart?
-Yes.

Uh--

W-Wouldn't that leave him, uh--

Dead.

I'm assuming, of course,
that no hospital will agree?

Right. And there's
all kinds of ethical rules, and we would

like to challenge them.

We? You and your dad?

Yes.

I-I'm curious. Why isn't he
with you, here, now?

Because he's in prison serving a life
sentence for murder.

One of the reasons
he wants to give me his heart.

What about your mother?
Where does she stand on this?

My mother's the person that he killed.

Look, I-I know you're not stupid, and-and
that's why I was so shocked.

N-Nic--

Nicotine is an addictive drug
that contains carcinogens, so--

-Didn't you ever smoke? Well--
-(stammering)

Well, a-actually--Well, brief--
Yeah. Yes, briefly.

When I was 14, my friends were smoking,

and I wanted to be accepted.

So I, uh-- Well, when I was 15,
I-I gave up both.

-Both?
-Mm-hmm.

Smoking and my need to be accepted.

Cigarettes kill you, Maddie.

Uh, used as directed, cigarettes kill you.

-Fine. I got it.
-Good.

Uh--Okay, she's grounded.

And I'll be home for dinner.

How'd you get caught?

Stupid cameras in the bathroom.

The stupid video cameras you
told me they were installin'?

What?

So you wanted to get caught.

You wanted to get suspended.

What's goin' on at school that you don't
want to be there for?

Tests?

Bullies?

Come on, you know eventually I'm gonna
find out, so why don't you just tell me?

What's up?

Friday is Father-Daughter Day at school.

I just don't feel like being there.

Wouldn't it have just made more sense
to tell the principal?

I don't like people feeling sorry for me.

MAN (on P.A.): ...at front gate
for new arrivals.

I still don't know why you bring me along
on these missions.

To take notes. You know my attention span.

Look at the way all these prisoners are
staring in my direction.

They all want to ravage me.

(buzzer buzzes)

Hello. Thank you for coming.

I'm Raymond Millbury. Richard Fish.
And this is Claire Otoms.

-Hello.
-Hi.

(clears throat) I know this is a bit
of a long shot, but--

-Are you okay?
-Yeah.

Well, uh--Serena, uh,
said this is your idea.

Yes. I assume she explained
the situation to you.

She didn't say how you whacked her mother!

Uh, we actually do need
that information, Mr. Feldman.

I basically snapped. Pulled out a gun.

You were convicted of Murder
One, which means the jury

didn't think you snapped.

My wife was having an affair,
which I knew about.

So the prosecution argued premeditation.

Look, I'm not trying
to deny responsibility.

I committed a murder.

But Serena certainly
doesn't deserve to die.

And if I can save her
for the pain I've caused her--

Well, we would need a court
order, which is highly unlikely.

-Is it impossible?
-Not impossible,

but basically, we'd be asking
permission for a hospital to...

put you to death.

Look, I could kill myself in here,

but there'd be a danger it would
compromise the heart.

Why not let me do it in a hospital?

She's an innocent young girl.

We'll try, Mr. Feldman,

but like you recognized,
this is a long shot.

She's 16 years old, Mr. Millbury.

Sixteen.

-I thought you were going to work.
-Oh, well, I didn't.

(clears throat)

So you wanted to get suspended?

You heard?

Yeah. Well, you told
everything to Victor...

before I could even get out of the room.

And you feel threatened by that?

You know, you could feel relieved
I don't smoke.

Or insecure because I suck as a parent.

-You don't suck at it.
-Oh, please.

No, please, please,
don't use that language.

Uh-uh.

You know, I bet since
you don't have a father,

they would let you take a mother to your
Father-Daughter Day.

(stammering) You don't have to do that.

Well, hey, you know,
I might meet a cute guy.

I mean, did you ever think of that?

-Well, Victor's cute.
-Oh, Vic--No, Victor-- No, Victor--

Victor and I-- We are not right
for each other, Maddie.

-Why not?
-Well, we're just different types.

-What do you mean different types?
-Well, we're just--

We just come from
two different worlds, and--

And it takes a lot more for two people
to become a couple...

than just wanting to jump each other's...

car, if they don't start.

(exhales) And, uh, Victor--

Victor and I are just different.

Mr. Fish, with every case
you bring before me,

they get more and more ridiculous.

Well, actually,
Your Honor, we were in court four years

ago arguing a similar case.

Two men wanting to swap hearts. One--

And you were rejected.

And this isn't a swap.
Here, a man would die.

Well, the court does recognize a right to
die. I read it.

They do not recognize assisted suicide,

which is what you're asking for.

-I'm asking you to help save a life.
-By extinguishing another?

There's a compelling state interest
against suicide, Mr. Fish.

-Did you read that?
-Your Honor, uh, if I may?

Does the state really have
a compelling interest...

in saving the life of a man it has chosen
to incarcerate for the rest of his life?

The government has deemed this man
unworthy of ever rejoining society.

The taxpayers have to pay
for his upkeep. If he can donate

an organ to save somebody--

-It isn't that simple.
-Why can't it be?

One of the
reasons Massachusetts doesn't have a death

penalty is because we are pro-life.

Your Honor, may I have a word?

No. You're not an attorney.

Why are you even here?

Well, there was a rumor
you might smile today.

Perhaps not.

Your Honor, what we're
asking for is pro-life.

We're looking to save Serena Feldman.

As a matter of public policy,
no court, nor any hospital--

She will die in six weeks.

We have the means of preventing that.

You can't say no in
the interest of public policy.

I first want to hear from Mr. Feldman
before I will even consider it.

-We'll adjourn till 2:00.
-You cannot be serious.

I'm going to at least listen, Mr. Nixon,
before saying no to this. 2:00.

(gavel raps)

(no audible dialogue)

Listen, I got another plumbing job,
so I'm gonna be goin'.

Here's the final bill.

Well-Well, what do you mean,
you have another plumbing job?

I got another job. Plumbers do that.

If it's okay, though, I'd really like to
say good-bye to Maddie before I leave.

Well, now hold-hold--
Hold on a second, Victor.

-What-What's going on?
-Nothin'.

-I'm movin' on. What, I can't do that?
-Yes, you can.

But can you tell me what's going on?

Ally, you're free to parent your child
any way you see fit.

But I can't sit quietly
while you pass on bigotry.

-And if I don't sit quietly,...
-What?

-...you'll fire me anyway.
-What?

What bigotry?

-I don't want to talk about it.
-Well, we are talking about it.

You brought it up,
so why don't you have the integrity to

finish what you were about to say?

Hey! My type doesn't have integrity.

I come from a different world than people
with integrity.

I heard ya, Ally--

Talkin' about class distinction to Maddie.

I'm a plumber from a different world, huh?

I was not talking about
class distinction, Victor.

I was talking
about you and me as a couple.

Fine.

I got it wrong.

-Send me the check.
-Victor--

Could--Can you just look at me, please?

Are you interested in-in you and me as--

No.

(clears throat) So why the hurt?

'Cause I don't like bein' dismissed simply
because I'm a plumber.

Well, I didn't do that.

You know, you don't know the first thing
about my world.

We never talk about my world.

You're makin' assumptions based on what I
do, and that's prejudice. I don't like it.

Mmm.

You're an elitist, Ally.

Please don't raise your daughter as one.

I'm certainly in no position to make
a contribution to society.

My daughter--

She can certainly make a contribution--

but only if she lives.

Have you met with the prison
psychiatrist, Mr. Feldman?

Yes, and they have deemed me
of sound mind.

This is a competent choice.
And a loving one.

Is that important-- That it's loving?

Yes. To me, anyway. I've never been
a father to her.

I went to jail when she was six.

I killed her mother.

I have given her nothing
but extreme anguish.

Maybe it's time--

Your Honor? Please let me do this.
Let me save my daughter.

You sound like you're in anguish.

-Are you, sir?
-Of course.

-And you love your daughter very much?
-Yes.

So between your love for her
and your anguish,

this decision is fraught
with a great deal of emotion.

-Obviously.
-Obviously.

Do you feel you can make
a sound decision...

while fraught with anguish and emotion?

-You murdered your wife--
-Objection!

Overruled.

But, Your Honor, this
isn't relevant to this case.

Mr. Millbury, sit down. Your client wants
a court order to kill himself.

Certainly his emotional state is relevant.

This is a reflective decision.

I have no real life ahead of me.

She does. I owe her.

This is a sound, reflective decision.

Are you doing this out of guilt, Daddy?

Because before, you said
that you didn't want to live,

and that I should take your heart as a
windfall of your death.

But that is not
what you said on the stand.

Are you doing this out of guilt?

One of the reasons I don't want
to live is guilt, Serena.

I'm not sure that answers your question.

Well--I am not gonna have you
kill yourself for me.

Serena, do you know what the essence of
living is for a parent?

It's protecting his child. I've done a
terrible job of that, I know.

But now, I would think...

to be living, a life has to have meaning.

The only relevance in my--

Was your birth.

I'm just trying to get a little continued
meaning here, that's all.

This is a very selfish thing I'm doing.

Trust me.

(outer door opens)

All right, they just called a witness of
their own-- Beth Herman.

Do we know her?

Oh. Uh, my Aunt.

My mother's sister.
She's who I live with now.

Why would they be calling her?

Um-- 'Cause she's against this.

There's nothing wrong with
being an elitist, Ally.

In fact, I think more people should be.

-Why?
-Please.

The way this society
celebrates the common man--

The common man takes his shirt
off in subzero weather,

paints his face red
and yells, "Go, Patriots!"

-Nothing wrong with having standards.
-Yeah, but there--

There is a difference between having
standards and-and-and being a snob.

Ally, with Victor, you'd be dating down.

Not that it can't work.

In fact, some women even like that.

But you'll always wonder--

Perhaps you could have had
everything you wanted.

I mean, Victor, as cute as he is--

He's a plumber.

-Did that help at all?
-Oh, uh--

Yeah.

(knocking)

What are you doing here?

Your Honor,

we're both older people,

and I think we have a sense
of what's important in life.

-Here we have a young woman--
-I will ask you to leave now.

You may not be an attorney, but I still
regard this as ex parte,

and you're out of order, Miss Otoms.

Very well.

But I would hate to see such an important
case affected by the--

the elephant in the room.

What elephant in the room?

Oh, Your Honor, neither of us can deny...

that there is a certain...
sexual energy between us.

There's nothing wrong with that,
but I have noticed...

you've been a little bit
erratic in court lately.

And we must not let
surging testosterone...

compromise the future
of a 16-year-old girl.

If you don't leave immediately,
I'll have you incarcerated--

-In another state!
-Very well.

But please don't let her die.

I'm back.

Wh-Wh-What do you mean, you're back?

Oh. Well, uh, I was hopin' to move in.

Move i--Move--Move in?

Are you thinking about it?

Why are you talking to the door?

What? (stammering)

Oh, I-I just, uh-- I do that sometimes.

I--I talk to doors or windows,
ceilings-- Whatever.

Huh. Do they ever talk back?

Well, now why would I need them to talk
back when I have a daughter?

Ally, are you okay?

Me? Sure.

Do you have any idea how serious this is?

You cannot go to a judge in the middle of
a trial. And to make an advance on him?

For God sakes, Claire, we're in the middle
of a very serious case.

You're getting emotional.

You're damn right I'm emotional! I'm--

(chuckles) I don't believe it.

First of all, I did not make advances.

And even if I did, at my age, I advance
like continental drift.

-This isn't funny, Claire.
-You see me laughing?

You think I don't want to save this girl?

You told me yourself
this was an impossible case.

I just thought, well,
a little charm wouldn't hurt.

We're the lawyers. Let us handle it, okay?

-You brought me in.
-To take notes.

All I wanted to do was shoo
the elephant out of the room.

-What's wrong with that?
-Let us handle this, okay?

Are you-- Are you capable of that, Claire?

You don't have to get gruff with me.

The woman Mr. Feldman killed
was your sister?

Yes.

-And Serena is your niece?
-Yes.

And you come here today
to court against the idea...

-of his donating his heart?
-Yes.

Can you tell us why, Ms. Herman?

I love my niece, and of course
I want her to live.

But to allow that man to be a hero,

to give him the opportunity to go to his
grave as some kind of savior--

-I very much object to that.
-Why?

He's a murderer. He shot and killed
a human being.

And instead of serving a life sentence,

he's looking to buy redemption
with one of his organs.

That opportunity should not be offered to
people who take the lives--

If he wants to kill himself, fine.

But he shouldn't get to feel noble.
He is not a noble person.

RAYMOND: You obviously loved
your sister a great deal.

-And I still do.
-This is her daughter.

-What would she want?
-Well, she would want to save Serena.

-That's who she was.
-But that's not who you are?

The memories of the victims
are not honored...

by honoring the memories of the murderers.

And if you let the murderers be heroes,

you will very much be honoring them.

I'm sorry, Serena. I do love you.

And I would do everything in my power to
help you get a new heart.

But not his. Not his.

Uh, may I say something here?

Whether this happens or not,

this is between me and my father.

It does not involve her.

We take into consideration the feelings of
the victims, Ms. Feldman.

No offense to my aunt,

but... I'm the victim.

It was my mother.

She thinks that she has
some priority on pain.

I'm the victim.

Uh-huh.

Look, um, if I offended you, I'm sorry.

The truth is, I think if anything, I was
trying to protect Maddie.

You were protecting Maddie, huh?

Yeah. Yeah, I think she's getting very
attached to you,

and think she's beginning to hope that
you're gonna be around forever, and--

-and since my pipes are good--
-Ally, there's no need to apologize.

Just send me my money.

Here's your check, you big turd.

And to think that I came here
to ask you out.

-Yeah, as if I'd be interested.
-Go to--Go to hell!

-Been there. Your place.
-(grunts)

-You kicked me?
-You deserved it.

You know, just for your information,
I have a college degree.

I may not use the big words like "turd,"
but I'm in your league.

Oh, listen to this-- First you accuse me
of being an elitist,

and now you're flaunting
your college education.

-You're-You're-You're a hypocrite.
-Go to hell.

-Do it again, I'll sue you.
-For what, a concussion?

-Are we done here?
-No!

No, I'm still asking you out.

Why?

Because I have a thing for plumbers,

and I hate people
who mentally challenge me.

Because I like you, Victor. Uh, a little.

You don't have to get carried away, but...

you can-- pick me up in your-- your truck.

(chuckles)

This is a mistake.

-You're the one who said he was cute.
-No, I mean your hair.

You shouldn't go with the big do.

This is--This is-- This is not a big do.

I--This is-- Well, how-how long,
exactly, have you been dating?

Well, my father dated a lot. He told me
what men like and don't.

You know, you're-you're-you're
slowing me down here. Just--

Fine.

(exhales) What,
exactly, did your father say?

Well, for starters, he said that if she
got all gussied up,

then he knew he had her--

You know, in the B-A-G, bag.

But this is-- This is just making it neat.

This is hardly "gussied."

Well, the only problem is, Victor's seen
you many times before, Ally.

He's gonna think something's up
if your hair is neat.

Oh, by the way, it's already 3:00.

You really think you can pull it all
together in just five hours?

Did you ever consider that I might
actually be nervous...

about this date, and that I might need
your support?

-I-I haven't been on a date in a year.
-What about that Glenn?

Oh, that was a double date, and he was a
play toy. This is a real date.

This is-- I'm going out with somebody
I'm--

I'm going out with somebody that I could
actually-- (stammers)

What is wrong?

Huh?

Noth--Nothing, I just--

Of course there's the potential
for all kinds of abuse.

And of course the ethics
of state-assisted suicides--

We've-- We've heard the arguments.
They're all very terrifying.

But why, Your Honor, in response...

to potential abuse,
do courts set absolutes?

Why can't we just look at
the merits of this case alone?

How are ethics best served here?

Serena Feldman is dying.

We can prevent that
simply by allowing for it.

This man is in prison
for the rest of his life.

What's so wrong about permitting him
to contribute to society?

And giving life to somebody--
That is... some contribution.

We all run so scared of slippery slopes...

and the possibility that things
could go wrong down the road.

Let's just address the merits
of this case alone,

and let Serena Feldman live.

I'm happy to consider
the merits of this case alone.

We don't kill some people
so that others may live.

Those are the merits-- And the ethics.

Now, Mr. Millbury
is essentially arguing...

that since Mr. Feldman is in prison for
the maximum term, his life is worth less.

No judge is qualified to decide
who's more worthy of life.

And the fact that he's a prisoner--

We should be very wary about permitting
convicts to donate organs.

And don't think for a second
that won't amount to duress.

A man's up for parole. His case is close.

His lawyer advises, "Gee, if you--

If you give
your kidney to a dying kid, the parole

board would have to be impressed."

Is that cynical? Of course.
But we all know it would happen.

Body parts should
never be used as currency.

-That's not happening today, sir.
-But it could.

But it's not. This case is about a father
wanting to give his heart to his daughter.

No, this case is about killing one person
so that another might live.

It's about deciding which human being
is more worthy of life.

Are you really that good a judge?

Hello. I'm Claire Otoms.

I couldn't help hearing in court.

You said you still love your sister--

as if she's still present.

You must believe she has a soul.

-And?
-Well, I'm curious--

What would her soul think of this--

You resisting efforts
to save her daughter?

I don't owe you an explanation, Ms. Otoms.

No.

I find if I hang around long enough, I
often get one. (laughs)

I do believe people have souls, Ms. Otoms.

-His shouldn't get salvation.
-Oh, I see.

Anger has such life sometimes, doesn't it?

(knocking)

-Where is she?
-She's upstairs in her bathroom.

-I didn't know who else to call.
-Okay.

Ally?

-Ally?
-Mmm.

I can't do it.

I can't go out with you.

Well, golly, woman.

I filled up my pickup truck
with a full tank of gas,

and brought your favorite
eight-track tapes.

I know you're trying to make me laugh,
but it's not gonna work.

But nice try.

No, I thought--I thought
that I was ready to--

to move on, to date,
and I just--I'm just--

I'm just in love with somebody else.

-Larry?
-Mmm.

God knows, I wish I wasn't.

And I just--I started getting ready for
the date, and everything just came back.

I mean, I hate him.
I really do. I hate him.

I hate him for walking out. I do.

But I guess I just love him too much to--
I just--

Well, I really, really hate myself for--

(sniffles)

Mmm. Sorry.

-It's okay.
-Go ahead, call me pathetic.

-You're not pathetic.
-Well, I feel really stupid.

Well--

You want my college-degree
take on this, or...

-my pickup-driver response?
-Door number three-- The plumber.

You move on-- Because you have to.

Mmm. College degree?

The first step to beating your pain
is confronting it head on.

-The truck driver?
-All you really need, Ally, is to get--

Victor--

(chuckles) Look, you loved the guy--
A lot.

That's gonna take some time.

It's supposed to.

(exhales) You know, I don't really
feel like going out,

but if you...

wanted to cook,

well, I-I'd eat it.

Why are you so good to me?

-Mmm, are you-are you gonna cook or not?
-I'll cook.

-Mmm.
-Yeah, I will. I'll cook.

How much longer?

Well, if he's keeping us this late, he,
uh-- he must be close.

-Perhaps I should go check.
-No!

-Gruff.
-(outer door shuts)

-What's wrong?
-Serena?

What?

Your father overpowered
a--a transport guard.

He evidently had the help
of others on the outside.

-Richard, what are you saying?
-He escaped.

He's gone.

Uh, was that his plan all along?

-Well, I don't know. Uh--
-Of course it was.

This was all about an escape.

The man killed my mother.
How could I be so stupid?

-Do they have any trace of him?
-No.

Um--I'm sorry.

I apologize for all this.

If this is who he is, Serena,
you don't want his heart.

Yeah. Anyway--

(phone rings)

-Uh, Raymond Millbury.
-MAN: You represent Serena?

-Yeah. I'm her lawyer.
-MAN: Her father shot himself.

-When?
-About 15 minutes ago.

We have his donor card. His daughter needs
to come in for the transplant.

-Thank you.
-What--What now?

Serena--

Your father went to, uh,
Beth Israel Hospital.

He presented his donor card,

-and then with a gun--
-(exhales)

he took his own life.

He, uh--He must have thought we were gonna
lose, so he had a backup plan.

We need to get you to the hospital.

They're harvesting the heart now.

Come on, uh, we need to go.

Let's go.

Okay, this is not
anyone's idea of a date--

I mean, first of all, that I'm even here--

My dad didn't include me
on any of his dates.

What a shock.

Listen, uh, I'm gonna
let you in on a little secret.

When you do date-- which is gonna be
in about 15 years...

when you're not grounded anymore because
of the cigarette, um--

cooking a girl dinner...

is one of the most
romantic things a man can do.

-Trust me.
-Oh, I believe you, Ally.

I read it in Victor's
Men's Health magazine.

-You did?
-Yeah, it said,

"Cook a girl dinner, you're sure
to get some after."

(muttering) Could you go upstairs
for just a second?

And, uh, I'll call you
when dinner's ready.

-You gonna bust him?
-Yes.

So, uh, that's what this is all about?

-Uh, you plan to bed me down?
-Oh, you are so funny.

-No, I'm serious.
-I know you're serious.

That's what makes it so funny.
It was your idea for me to cook.

Right. You know, Victor,

it's been--it's been--

Well, it's been quite a day, so
you-you--Don't expect me to think clearly.

I won't.

I--I think I am being clearheaded, though,
when I say--

-thanks.
-You're welcome.

WOMAN (on P.A.): Dr. Sanders, Cardiology.

The transplant team is coming in.

They really want to do it tonight?

The sooner the better, while the heart's
still viable.

Well, I don't think
I want it anymore, after he--

Don't let
his sacrifice be for nothing, Serena.

I don't--

I don't even know if I choose to live at
this point. It's just--

Serena, your father faced death
so you wouldn't have to.

He's given you his heart.

I didn't want it to be like this.

Well, he didn't want it to be
like this, either, but...

he didn't think we were going to win,

and we probably weren't.

Are you gonna do it?

I don't know.

I think you should.

Look, I've been blinded by my hatred for--

Your mother would have wanted this,
and so do I.

So take his heart.

VICTOR: ♪ Well, I hope that I don't
fall in love with you ♪

♪ 'Cause fallin' in love
just makes me blue ♪

♪ Well, the music plays and you display ♪

♪ Your heart for me to see ♪

♪ I had a beer And now you're here ♪

♪ Callin' out for me ♪

♪ And I hope that I don't
fall in love with you ♪

♪ The room is crowded There's people ♪

♪ Everywhere ♪

♪ And I was wondering should I offer you
a chair ♪

♪ If you sit down with this old clown ♪

♪ Take that frown and break it ♪

♪ Before the evening's gone away ♪

♪ I think that we could make it ♪

♪ And I hope that I don't
fall in love with you ♪

♪ And I hope that you don't fall in love ♪

♪ With me ♪♪

WOMAN: You stinker!