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The median nerve's been cut.

Yes, I would say so.

You are looking

for my replacement.

I have suggestions.

The Neal Burton?

- He's interested.

- Why would he want to come here?

He said something about wanting

a change of scenery.

You, Mr. Fox,

are going to be a father.

Miss Bligh, will you marry me?

Don't tell me you are

stupid enough to marry Henry.

All right, I won't.

He's a ruddy shirt-lifter!

Stop it.

Don't say that.

You do not settle

for half a man!

Well, Mama did,

so why shouldn't I?

He loved your mother,

and she loved him.

He killed her.

With his baby.

She's right, you know.

Dawnie would be alive

if we hadn't met.

Snap!

I can't be his father

until I know whoever gave him up

doesn't regret it.

He intends to follow through

on tracking Georgie's mother,

whether or not you are involved.

What was that charade about

earlier?

"I'll respect your decision"?

This is for you and Georgie.

We want you to find the records.

I don't know if they've been

kept or where they'd be.

Well, the police will help

if you can't.

The, uh, papers have been found.

He wants to see us.

Tomorrow.

So is that...

That's her?

It's, uh,

it's limited information.

The young woman was unmarried

and unable to name the father.

The baby would have been

a source of shame, sorrow.

Of course.

If the child hadn't gone to you,

it would have gone to another

couple who wanted a child.

The question is,

was it her decision,

or was she under pressure?

Some girls have their

own mothers raise the child.

Well, this has jogged my memory

somewhat.

There was discussion at the time

about the child

having been conceived

in difficult circumstances.

S-So she would have wanted him

placed in a family.

Almost certainly, yes.

She may not even want to talk

to us at all.

As I've said before, I can't

really see the value for you

or for her

in bringing it all up again.

We need you to contact her

so we can know for ourselves.

Yes. Well, the difficulty is, of

course, that, um, people move.

Women marry.

Tracking her may not be easy.

Our son -- Olivia's son --

has a birth certificate

with your signature,

with Olivia and James Bligh

named as mother and father.

There was no legal adoption.

Very well.

Do you want me to try?

Yes.

Yes, we do.

Mummy!

Cook said you forgot.

Oh!

I did.

Well, thank you

for looking after me.

See you later, alligator.

After work, Mr. Bourke.

- Bye!

- Bye-bye!

Papa?

May I?

I'm so ashamed about what I said

last night.

I'm sorry.

It's not what I think.

It just came out.

Well, you were standing up

for yourself, I suppose.

No, I was being cruel,

and I regret it.

And I regret what I said

about Henry.

We're both hot-headed.

Could we rewind and pretend

none of it was said?

Zz-z-z-z-t!

Rewound.

I've been thinking

that with Mama away,

I might offer to step in for her

at the women's clinic.

What do you think?

Promise to stay out

of your hair.

Is that a genuine question?

Well, it is your hospital,

and Henry's.

I think you don't even go

into Inverness,

not in your condition.

You stay away from Doris.

You stay away from the town.

Don't they need to get used

to the idea?

I'm interviewing someone.

Excuse me.

Papa.

At the very least --

the very lest --

have some respect

for this family.

To the world, you are a Bligh.

Act like one.

You do know that we're trying

to protect you.

Times will change.

A rocket will take a man

into outer space someday.

Until then...

Father, the baby

that I'm carrying is a miracle,

and that's partly why

I want to hold my head up high

and share my...my pride.

I could bring hope to women

who come into the clinic

worried that they'll

never conceive.

No woman around here

will think that.

So it's off to the home

for fallen girls?

We can control the gossip here.

Much less so out there.

Don't play into the hands

of the likes of Stan O'Rourke.

Well, they're going to have to

get used to it sooner or later.

I'm not ashamed.

Marry Henry.

Even if you marry and divorce,

give your child a chance.

Good morning, Sister Bligh.

Might I have a word to you

about young Emma?

It's just I've been up with her

most of the night.

She's just so terribly,

terribly distressed.

Well, perhaps Dr. Duncan

can see her,

prescribe her something

to help her sleep.

Oi! You!

I'm talking to you.

- Mr. Bailey, what do you want?

- Watch yourself, Jacko!

The witches have arrived!

Stan's missus and kids

not enough for youse, eh?

Shut that clinic down

or it'll get shut down for you,

you home-wrecking tarts.

Let's go.

Oh!

- Yes.

Neil Burton, Jack Duncan.

Mr. Burton, welcome.

Neil, please.

Ah.

Thanks so much for coming.

Good trip up?

Shorter than one thinks.

Please.

I'll stand for a while

if you don't mind.

Uh, some tea?

I'll take a look around first,

I think.

If you'd prefer.

Well, at least we've got

some space here to expand.

That's a plus.

They're running out of land

at the Prince of Wales.

Buildings crammed up

like something in Calcutta.

We have hoped for some time

that this hospital could become

a regional hub.

I assume that was your argument

for your new surgical wing.

Oh. All going well.

That's stage one.

Actually, the minister's

talking up this area

as the next

state health district.

That's the latest jargon.

I had a round of golf with him

after we spoke.

Your board's been in his ear,

I believe.

It's all about specialization

these days.

Any thoughts on adding to these?

Not at the moment, no.

Oh. Well, no problem.

Just wondering.

We're kept on our toes here,

really.

Probably a more interesting mix

of cases than, uh...

Well, plenty of variety.

Let's put it that way.

Still, you might want to add

to that degree down the track.

With the advances in medical

technology over the next years,

we're in for a very

interesting ride, I think.

Shall we give Neil

the guided tour?

Unfortunately I have a patient.

- I couldn't cancel.

- Oh. Of course. Of course.

I'll catch you up.

Excellent.

So what are you thinking,

old chap?

Median's done like a dinner.

And the flexor tendon.

Oh, that's bloody bad luck.

But I don't need to tell you

that.

I'm lined up to see

Benjamin Frank for surgery.

You were a wonderful student,

and you're a marvelous surgeon.

You're not destined

to lick stamps behind a desk.

Sounds like it.

To my way of thinking,

you stay on here as my 2IC,

take on general medicine.

We build this place together.

Depending on your outcome, you

could do the simpler surgery.

Oh.

I don't think so.

Well, then you assist me

pre- and post-op.

Make sense?

This Dr. Duncan,

he's -- he's been here yonks.

He's basically a GP.

He's very well liked.

Very.

He's a pleasant enough chap,

but resting on what might

loosely be called his laurels.

He's the backbone of this place.

The staff are devoted to him.

He's stuck.

The next decade's upon us.

There's no place for fossils

in it.

Where to now?

Are you sure, Mrs. Costas?

Well, if you change your mind

or if it would help,

I could talk to Mr. Costas.

I...

Uh, no.

I understand.

Thank you.

- Good morning.

- Bad time?

No.

Just a surprise.

How can I help?

Well, I was thinking

that I could help you --

here, fill in for Mama.

Give you a bit of time

to go into town.

You were saying you'd like to

take David to the synagogue.

Or maybe you and Father

could see a show.

I do shorthand,

and I've been known

to take instructions.

And I can operate a Gestetner.

Well, I can't do that,

but I could learn.

Well, I thought you would like

an appointment.

Not yet.

And just so you know --

Papa, he doesn't think this is

a good idea.

- But he'll come 'round.

- And where are we with Henry?

Muddling through.

How do I put this?

Um...

"As broad-minded as I am..."

Go ahead.

One man threatened

to burn this place down

because his wife left him.

I've just had abuse

from some of his mates

and two cancellations just now.

We think we're providing

a much-needed service.

But to others, mainly men,

we're destroying families,

tearing down the moral fabric.

Not only tearing it down,

but draping ourselves in it

and dancing naked

under the full moon.

And a deviant woman

would add to the brew.

Miss Anna!

I heard you were back

from Hawaii!

Thank you.

Doris was also the brunt

of the abuse this morning.

Oh, indeed, indeed.

I keep seeing the whole thing

in slow motion.

- Oh, Miss Anna!

How lovely to have you back!

Thank you, Mrs. Collins.

You're...

Yes.

And you've...

Sometimes the ladies' fingers --

They -- They can't wear the...

No, I'm not married,

Mrs. Collins.

And I'm having a baby.

The two things,

they don't always go together.

Oh.

I see.

Well, it's...

That's interesting.

Yeah.

All right.

Well, excuse me, miss.

Nothing will ever change

until people are challenged.

Same goes for those bullies

out there.

It's not like you

to just cave in.

Or you could keep a low profile

until controversy dies down.

Anna, I...

Good timing.

Where's Dr. Duncan, please?

He was called

to the delivery ward, sir.

Oh.

Well, while we're waiting --

Ah.

Mr. Fox, I just slipped a note

under your door.

Mr. Neil Burton,

it's my pleasure to introduce

Miss Anna Bligh.

Mr. Burton is visiting us

from Sydney.

Pleased to meet you.

My wife has read all your books.

Oh.

How wonderful to hear.

But I must run.

If you'll excuse me.

It was lovely to meet you,

Mr. Burton.

No rush.

Miss Bligh?

She's leaving a bit late

to head to the altar.

Wife won't be too impressed.

I'll say that much.

They're certainly a worry,

daughters.

I still have two on my hands.

Actually, I've proposed to her.

To Miss Bligh.

You'd take on

another chap's child?

No.

I'm the father.

Well, you two

had better hurry up, then.

Unless you want

your fiancée's books

tossed into

the proverbial bonfire.

Look, I think it best

you thank Dr. Duncan for me.

I'll be in touch.

Good news on the marriage.

Won't do your reputation

any harm.

In fact,

it'll do it the world of good.

Yeah. Yes.

Right.

Yes, Doctor.

We realize that.

It's number 29, correct?

Good day to you.

She wants to meet with us.

This afternoon.

She only lives in Strathfield.

Her name is Avril Newman.

Miss.

Did she...

Did she say why?

We're not taking Georgie.

She can't make us do that.

How about I go

in the first instance,

understand her expectations?

I'm so afraid.

And that's why I'll go first,

yeah?

Be discreet, won't you?

You can say that James and I

separated amicably.

She doesn't need to know

any more than that.

"And is this the extent of

your qualifications, old chap?

Is this the best you can do?"

He didn't say that.

It's like one of those Pommy

captains we had in the war.

If I couldn't work

with the old Henry,

I sure as heck can't work

with this bloke.

He is very good, though.

There are plenty

of other medicos out there.

Life's too short.

Henry certainly wouldn't be able

to cop him.

That's a shame.

When I asked him a question,

he answered Henry.

- One of those.

- One of those.

Never actually spoken

to a nurse.

That's it.

You're all a blur of white.

- "Next."

- "Next."

Henry!

- Miss Bligh.

- That was quick.

I didn't mean for you

to take time out of your work.

I'm a supernumerary

at the moment.

Anyway, that may change.

I couldn't quite glean

your response from this.

I assumed you were being

discreet.

Henry.

Are you serious?

For God's sakes Anna,

we'd be perfect.

- You're not thinking clearly.

- I am, I'm afraid.

"Mummy, why do all the other

children call me a bastard?"

Stop.

"Because even though your father

wanted to marry me, love me,

support me, have a --

a fun-filled life together,

I refused him

to make some social point,

which failed miserably,

and now you'll suffer

for the rest of your life."

Attitudes to single mothers

will change.

And my type will become

prime minister one day.

Our little haven.

That's what we said.

We'd be marrying

because I fell pregnant.

It's as good a reason as any.

W-We could carve our own way.

I can't.

Well, just a word

from the front line.

Fighting shame ain't

what it's cracked up to be.

Henry, you'll always

be involved.

Wrapped up

in your grand statement

against church and state,

against your family

and God knows what else.

I'm not sure I want to be part

of that.

Well, I want you to.

Hello!

- Out here!

Elizabeth.

I asked Elizabeth over

to join me.

What happened?

Georgie's gone up to the house.

Well, she lives with her mother.

She's now 22.

She asked a lot of questions.

Such as?

His name, is he happy,

what he likes to do,

what sort of a life he has.

And?

And she wants to meet him.

And you.

No.

- No.

- It's her right, Livvy.

Did she give him up willingly?

That is all you needed

to find out.

It wasn't something

she could answer.

She either did or she didn't.

Why couldn't she answer that?

I promised her we'd come back

tomorrow.

We have to hear her out.

Would you both...excuse me?

I think it's best tomorrow.

Why not let her do this

at her own pace?

'Cause sometimes the Band-Aid

has to be ripped off.

You express empathy for Olivia,

but can you actually feel it?

Can you feel empathy for a woman

who's lost her child

and wants to embrace him?

I can.

What is Georgie going to make

of this?

A stranger hugging him,

weeping over him.

It is cruel.

If she makes a case

for having him back,

then she won't be a stranger

for long.

This is my great-grandson

we are talking about.

He's not a parcel.

He's not a bill of goods.

From this family's

point of view,

you are behaving most harshly,

and you should put a stop

to this.

That's the problem right there.

You people are incapable

of seeing anything

other than your own point

of view.

Our way or the highway.

You really don't like us,

do you?

Individually, yes.

Collectively...

I reserve my judgment.

Georgie darling?

All right.

Oh.

Quick sticks!

We are going on an adventure.

Just checking the fine print.

There isn't any, Delia.

Oh, I trust you, James,

but thousands wouldn't.

We are in business.

Can't you wait until

this Georgie matter is settled?

That's why I brought

my flight forward.

If I thought it would help

Georgie in any way, I'd stay,

but...my being here is

just adding to the complication.

I have to leave it to Livvy

and Matt.

Oh, Carolyn's idea

for the Australian letterhead.

Cap-Ferrat, Sydney, Melbourne.

Melbourne's a white lie --

for now.

I like it.

Perhaps my name

is slightly larger font.

We won't let you down.

Thought never crossed my mind.

Now --

Excuse me, Mr. Bligh.

Um, Mrs. Bligh is here.

She'd like to see you.

She said to tell you that

she has Master Bligh with her.

Where are they?

On the veranda

at the moment, sir.

Would you please do

two ice cream cones?

- Quick as you can.

- Yes, Mrs. Duncan.

I'll keep Georgie occupied.

Send Olivia in?

Sitting room.

I'll be back.

We're finding lizards.

Ah! Do lizards like ice cream

or is it little boys?

Little boys!

I might just pop inside.

Good idea.

Take your time.

Did you know there is

an old bird nest in that tree?

We can do this.

Just...start a whole new life.

Matt can't stop us.

You'd only be making it worse.

If you were to leave the country

now, with Georgie, this --

Think about it.

This woman, this --

It doesn't matter her name.

I only told you that

because we know it now,

not because it matters

who she is.

If she chose to lay claim

to Georgie...

Don't even think it.

...you'd be compounding

the problem.

The law could call it kidnapping

for all we know.

You don't want him anymore,

do you?

Livvy.

If you did,

you'd be out there now.

You couldn't stand

not being with him.

Seeing me again for such a short

time would only confuse him.

I'd be leaving him

all over again.

We decided that.

But you'll accept his going off

to a perfect stranger.

But it might not happen.

Probably won't happen.

One step at a time.

She's the kidnapper,

not me, James.

Look.

He still likes

his Matchbox cars.

There are times when I rue

the day you started him off.

You come whenever you want to.

But you must clear things

with this woman first.

The only reason

I agreed to find her was...

to save my relationship.

Selfish, really,

when you think about it.

You love Matt.

Yes.

And do you think you'll still

love him when this is over,

whichever way it goes?

You are the strongest woman

I know.

Remember that.

Once you've seen her,

telegram me with any news.

I'll phone immediately.

I always will.

My goodness!

Olivia!

Oh, I thought you were

one of the maids!

They're always crying

over something.

I'm -- I'm so sorry.

I-I just needed to...

Of course.

Of course.

What's happened?

I've...

Oh, I've made such a mess

of things!

Oh.

If you wish to share...

Oh, please. Don't --

Don't let my garb deter.

Yoga.

It's quite the thing.

You know, my Andrew holds you

in such high esteem.

He's always asking after you.

- Is he?

- Mm.

How ironic.

I've been thinking about Andrew,

actually.

Have you?

All this.

This is all Andrew's work...

...and if things end badly...

...Andrew's fault.

I don't know what you mean,

dear.

My Andrew?

Andrew Swanson?

I don't know where they are.

They could be anywhere.

Let's just pray she hasn't done

something stupid

and taken Georgie with her.

Olivia wouldn't.

It's exactly

what desperate women do.

I don't know if anyone else

realizes this in your family,

but Olivia is, deep down,

a very fragile girl.

What, you don't agree?

I'm sure she'll be back soon.

She called you while I was out.

You know where they are.

Ah.

- Guess what, Grandma!

- Oh, I give up.

Aunt Caro gave me two ice creams

and said don't tell.

You funny sausage!

- Scallywag.

Right. Come on.

Tell Grammy what else

you've been up to.

- Birds' nests.

- Oh!

- Lizards.

- Birds' nests.

Two.

I called the Swansons'.

Maid said you weren't there.

I've been worried sick, driving

around trying to find you.

We'll go to see her tomorrow.

You're right.

It's pointless to delay.

I'll telephone her

and make a time.

I've decided to take Elizabeth.

Really?

I-I think it'd be

more manageable

just thew two of us and Georgie.

I mean just we two women.

And Georgie, if we must.

Y-You're not thinking straight.

One minute you don't want

her interference, and now --

Will you please listen to me

and respect my decision?

You're making a mistake.

Perhaps I am.

But at least it's mine.

I could throttle Andrew

with my bare hands.

I had no idea all these years.

None.

It's a secret Olivia

would have taken to her grave.

Except I can't believe

that he tried to use it

to his advantage.

I mean, that really was

Andrew's ratbag period.

I mean, now, of course,

he's a lovely young man.

He's out there

changing the world.

But that's...a little bit

too late for her --

and for all of you.

I feel so ashamed.

Oh, please don't be.

Our family loves you --

and Georgie.

Oh, there's nothing you can say,

really.

I think I'll go and take a bath

before dinner.

- And drown myself.

Honestly. Children.

Who'd have them?

Oh.

A present from Georgie.

He thought it might be

a nice thing

for ladies

to put their earrings in.

Now I might never see him again.

Oh.

It's all too bad.

I...

Some years before I met you...

...I had a baby.

And I had to give her up.

I am so sorry.

It's all a bit too close

to the bone.

Of course.

Of course.

You need Mrs. Duncan back,

Sister Bligh.

Filing is not my forte.

But this decoration business,

isn't it right up her alley?

I remember when she first

came back to Inverness.

Her outfits, her colors.

People didn't know

what to think.

But I was familiar with the word

"bohemian,"

and I'd say to them,

"Take no notice.

Miss Carolyn is a bohemian.

And my step-daughter, Anna?

I'm not sure

that the wilds of Bohemia

will protect Miss Anna

in quite the same way.

What are people saying?

I don't like to gossip.

But if you did, then...

Who is the father

is of primary interest.

Well, whatever you can do

to put a stop to rumors,

we'd appreciate.

Women's clinic.

Sister Bligh speaking.

Yes, she is.

Right here.

I'll tell her.

Emma's waiting to see you.

Oh!

Do you know, she's becoming just

like the daughter I never had.

Does that sound foolish?

No, it doesn't.

Not at all.

Oh.

I could go up there

and take a look if you'd like.

- Appreciate it, Roy.

- Excuse me, sir?

Mrs. Collins and Miss Carvolth

to see Mr. Briggs.

You expecting them?

No.

Wish me luck.

It's, um, not always easy

to find it in one's heart

to, you know, mend fences.

And that's all I'll say.

She...

Your mum...

was very proud of you, Em.

The way you study and you got

your head screwed on right.

Y-You should remember that.

If she hadn't met you,

she'd still be alive.

That may be true.

She was too old to have a baby.

It wasn't planned.

But...once we got over

the shock...

...she w--

she was over the moon.

But...

You blame me, Emma.

If it's gonna make it better,

you do that.

You -- You blame me

for the rest of your days.

Mum would be really cranky

if I did.

We'd know about that, for sure.

Yeah.

She'd give you that look.

Wouldn't have to say much,

but...but you knew.

And then half an hour later,

she'd forget about it.

And she'd get cranky at herself

'cause she...

she'd start being nice again.

Maybe a tree?

With a plaque.

With her name on it?

Yeah.

That's what we'll do.

Well, Mum used to say, you know,

"If rich people do these things,

then why not us?"

Why not?

In we go to visit the nice lady.

Is she nice?

Shall we?

In we go.

Vroom! Vroom! Vroom!

It was a terrible time

back then.

- I'm sure.

Beep! Beep!

We didn't even know

she had a boyfriend.

She always kept herself

to herself.

But you can't give up

your newborn and not regret it.

No.

My late husband and I

offered to raise the child,

but Avril was adamant.

And before we knew,

it was adopted out.

Perhaps that's why she's so keen

to see him now.

This makes me so...

Just...thank you.

Just so happy I...

It was so unexpected.

I never thought

this day would come.

A the telephone call and...

Teddy likes watching you.

Yes, he does.

This is teddy's favorite car.

Oh, is it, now?

And which one's yours?

Spotted Roy a little while ago,

seeing off Emma and Doris.

- Emma kissed him goodbye.

Very good.

At least things are working out

in that department.

Yes.

I wish my problems

were as easily fixed.

That's exactly what you used to

do when you were a little girl.

Except you had to jump up

on a butter box,

as opposed to on your soapbox.

You never stop worrying about

your children, just so you know.

Father.

Your first parenting tip.

And I have a feeling

not my last.

Henry. Hard man to catch.

You got a sec?

Neil Burton.

A man with so many letters

after his name,

he's falling over them.

He's obviously too bombastic,

not the right fit for here.

You want to call him or will I?

I'll do it if you like.

No skin off my nose.

When did you decide this?

Oh, about two minutes

into the interview.

And I assume you feel

the same way.

Well, he'll just go straight

to the board.

Well, we'll cut him off

at the pass.

You are backing me on this?

He's one of the top surgeons

in the country.

You are backing me on this?

The writing's on the wall.

He wants this place.

And he'll get it.

Hang on.

Your writing on the wall

is not the same as mine, is it?

He's promised you something.

And you've been avoiding me.

He's offered you a deal.

Spit it out.

His 2IC in general.

Advise on surgical matters.

In general?

And the piece you're leaving out

is he sees you replacing me.

You've talked about buying up

a GP practice somewhere.

Once, about three years ago.

So how did it go

when Mr. Burton laid this out?

You stood up for me, I suppose.

You told him to get stuffed.

"If Duncan gets turfed,

I'll be out the door with him"?

Along those lines?

I am preparing you

for the inevitable.

If it's not me,

it will be somebody else.

Well, the writing on the wall

spells out "Judas" to me.

Get out of my office, please.

The wedding's off, by the way --

in case you haven't been told.

Just get out!

Mr. Fox.

Not now.

Not now.

Now I'm driving off,

over the mountains.

Over the mountains by myself.

Let's put the Morris car

over here with the other one,

shall we?

It's just called Morris,

not the Morris car.

Could Georgie have

a piece of cake?

Oh. Yes,

if it's not too much trouble.

Excuse me, Mummy.

Would you and Mrs. Goddard

take Georgie to the kitchen?

He'd like a piece of cake.

Oh. Yes.

I don't think I've ever been

this happy.

He's grown into

such a lovely boy.

Yes.

He so looks like his father.

It's uncanny, really.

So looks like his father.

Like his father and...mine.

His and mine.

Do you understand?

Oh, my God.

After this, it all stopped,

and then he died.

You love him so much, don't you?

Georgie?

Yes.

Yes.

Mr. Fox would like to see you,

ma'am, outside.

Papa said you had a new car.

Bought it yesterday.

Cheer myself up.

It worked.

Well, would you like to come in?

I should get going.

Well, good luck

with the surgery.

Thank you.

And then?

Greener pastures and all that.

The next chapter in the novel

that is my life.

It's a page-turner.

Henry, are you okay?

I'm just catching up

to how completely right you are.

What I was thinking,

I-I really don't know.

A bientôt.

Henry.

Just -- Wait. Wait.

We're going to be parents.

That's not going to disappear.

No, it is not.

Promise me you'll stay

with friends.

You've got good pals in Sydney.

They'll want you to.

She'll be apples.

Where's Georgie?

You've lost him?

I'm not coming back.

What happened?

Avril Newman gave Georgie away

because she'd been broken --

completely broken --

by a man who had convinced her

that what he was doing to her

was out of love.

Whereas in fact

he was brutalizing her

until she no longer knew

which way was up.

Well, is Georgie still there?

He's at Prudence's.

Goodbye, Matt.

Someone will come

to pick up our things.

No.

No!

I love you.

I love you both.

This isn't what I meant.

We have our whole lives

together.

You love your version of me.

The me who will never disagree

with you,

never challenge you,

a level of perfection

you certainly never demand

of yourself.

Livvy, stop.

Please, Livvy, listen to me.

Just stop.

Olivia!

Just wait!

You'll be sorry!

You'll regret this!

Matthew...

I just wanted to say thank you.

I could never reconcile

the Douglas I knew

with the man who had supposedly

ostracized his son.

Now I see you

for who you really are.

You've given me my Douglas back.

It's you.

Just the car's been sitting here

for a while and, uh...

Where are you trying to get to?

Just tell me

where you want to go.

I d--

I...I don't...know.

I don't know.