All language subtitles for Doc s02e14 When You Know, You Know.eng

- 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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