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You making something? Can I use your garage?

Let's organize your baby shower. What?

That actually qualifies as fun right now.

Should I move in? To your place, I reckon it’s time.

I think. Thing are pretty great the way that they are.

Oh, come on, this is exhausting.

Well, open relationships are hard work.

I do love you.

Regrefully I am

seeing someone else.

I'm sorry Geraldine.

Well, something changed

and it changed with you, not with me.

Stop looking at me for answers.

Cause I don’t have any.

Billie, please, just talk to me.

I can't.

[groans]

-Hello. -Sorry to wake you.

-It's okay. -I have an urgent demand that can't wait.

-It's sex, isn't it? -Hm, rush of libido.

Climb aboard.

[phone ringing]

Let's get the phones and get back to this.

-Yup. -Kim.

-Martin. -What's happening? What are you doing?

Pat, have I caught you in the middle of anything?

-Since you asked... -Having sex.

-Oh, Nina! -We're having sex.

-Oh, excellent. -You asked.

I was eating. I had something in my mouth.

[Martin] I suppose you're wondering why I called.

-What do you want? -I got a save-the-date thingy ages ago.

-It's about your baby shower. -Baby shower?

[Nina] Billie's baby shower.

Oh, no.

♪ Oh why, oh why, oh why

♪ Won't you sing Bring your hips to me ♪

♪ Oh, bring your hips, oh, oh

♪ Bring your hips to me

♪ To me Oh, bring your hips to me ♪

♪ Oh, bring your hips, oh, oh

♪ Bring your hips to me

♪ To me

♪ To me

♪ Oh why, oh why, oh why

♪ Won't you sing

I just wanna step through my last day of work with something like dignity.

-Yeah. -Then, yay, maternity leave.

Where are you going?

Oh, Kate's. I'm watching Bella.

Oh, oh right.

You know, I-- I never wanted a baby shower.

It was Billie's initiative.

Now she's disappeared off the face of the earth.

I have to assume it's not even organized.

Leave it with me. I'll fob everyone off.

-How? -I'll say it's cancelled.

That sounds simple.

-See you at work. -Okay.

Bye.

[quirky music]

[car honks]

-[Nina] Hello. -Hi.

-Darling! Sit, sit, sit, sit. -[Nina] Hi.

I've made you pancakes as a treat.

Why does she get pancakes?

Because it's her last day at work before maternity leave.

Hi. I can't imagine you not working.

-Neither can I. -[Jimmy] No, but really...

Nina not at work... who will you be?

Anticipating a complete collapse of identity.

I'm writing a book on how long that's gonna take.

Thanks.

Eat! Eat!

[giggles]

-Ah, that's the way. -[chuckles]

Ooh. Have another bite.

-Mom, what are you doing? -What? Nothing! Everything's great.

-Are you enjoying your pancakes? -Yes.

Mom, you are being really weird.

Yeah, what's going on?

-Phillip Noonan. -Yes?

He claims to have a new woman.

Oh, really? Who?

Mm, that's what I said.

All he'd say was, "There's someone else."

I don't believe there's any truth to it.

You'll find out, won't you?

No.

-Just ask him. -No!

-I'm only concerned for Phillip. -That's a lie.

Leave her alone, Mom. Stop trying to drag her down to your level.

And what's all this nonsense about a baby shower?

-[Jimmy] It's cancelled. -Huh.

It was Billie's thing.

Has anyone spoken to her?

This is what she's like. She has to go off, sort things out for herself.

When she's ready to come back, she will.

Where were you last night?

-Can't say. -Can't you remember?

-Don't you get involved! -I'm not.

In my day, uh, we didn't have baby showers.

[indistinct dialogue on TV]

[phone ringing]

Are you gonna get that?

Can't. Can you take it?

-No. -[Billie] Please?

I've learnt not to get between feuding sisters.

Hi, Billie, it's me. Where are you?

It's my last day of work.

I just wanted to call you and...

Please call me back.

-Last day. -Uh, yes!

Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick.

-What's that? -A clock.

Counting down the seconds till you're out of here.

-Anyway, he's here. -Who?

Your replacement.

Oh. Of course.

-I've put him in his office. -Okay.

-Which used to be your office. -What?

Yeah, gotta clear your stuff out.

Actually, Clegg's already chucking things out.

Chop, chop.

-Do you play squash? -Yes.

-Tenpin bowling? -Third favourite thing.

-The first two? -Eating and having sex.

-Ever thrown a javelin? -Mm. No.

-Hm. Never mind. You've got spiffy hair. -Thank you.

-Martin, what are you doing? -Oh, Nina, meet Dr Elvis Kwan.

I like him very, very, very, very much.

-Very much. -Hello. Welcome to St. Francis.

-Thank you. -Martin.

Oh, Nina is your outgoing predecessor.

Sorry to see her go, but time marches on.

Martin, please don't. These are my things. Do you mind?

-I'm helping. -Stop!

This is my office, at least until the end of the day.

These are my things, I can pack them away myself.

Thank you for what I'm sure you thought was helping.

No, no, no, no.

Not at all.

Let's take the hint.

I bet you're looking forward to your baby shower later.

No baby shower. It's off.

Could I please have my office?

It's lovely to meet you.

-Uh-huh. -[cell phone rings]

-Billie... -[Ange] Hello.

Can I please speak to Nina?

This is Nina. Who is this?

This is Billie.

No, it's not.

No, it's not Billie.

[Nina] Ange, is that you?

What? What? Ange?

Who's A-- Who's Ange?

Um...

-[Ange] Hello. -Ange, I can tell it's you.

Um, one second, please.

-I told you this was a dumb idea. -Read the statement.

Oh, I have a prepared statement from Billie.

Which is I was meant to say that before. That's what I...

Where's Billie?

is to talk to you through a third party."

-So it's me. It's me. -Ange, please... Let me talk to Billie.

-She wants to talk to you. -No, I can't.

[Nina] Oh, Billie, don't be stupid.

Don't call me and then refuse to speak to me.

Just...

[Ange] Um...

"Being around you always makes me feel like a failure.

Maybe this is not what you intended, but it's how it is."

Oh, you always truck out that stupid old excuse.

It's ridiculous!

I am pissed off because Billie's decided to just run away

and cringe in a corner like a self-indulgent teenager.

Always thinking about herself as usual.

"If you had made the mistakes that I had made, then I--"

No, I'm not listening to any more of this.

Is this how you really feel?

Billie, that's so sad.

[gasps]

-We're doing the right thing, aren't we? -Hmm?

Because I'm... curious what you got up to last night.

I'm fighting against the curiosity, but it's an effort.

I've been curious about your adventures too.

But is it sizzling interest or possessiveness?

Speaking for myself, I believe it's sizzling interest.

Likewise.

But what if we told each other, and in telling...

The sizzling interest exploded into boiling-hot jealousy?

Exactly.

Are you gonna tell me what you did last night?

No, I thought you were about to tell me.

I'm gonna take Alfie for a stroll.

[Kim] Elvis, this is Eloise.

[Nina] Come on, Nina, this is your last day.

Rocky start, but there's still time to get back on track.

-I've heard great things about you. -You too.

I'm really looking forward to working here.

Sorry. Hello.

I--I--I'm-- I'm sorry about before.

That's fine.

As I was saying, I'm really looking forward to working here,

getting to know everyone. You guys look like you're gonna be a great...

I just-- I just want to apologize for, um,

that bad impression I must have made just now.

Oh, it's nothing.

Oh, yeah, just getting to know everyone...

I am a nice person.

I am. Vouch for me.

You are.

'Cause when we met, you were in my office.

It's his office now.

-Our office. -[Kim] His.

Okay, his office that used to be mine.

I wasn't at my best,

because there's just been this big drama

with the baby shower and my sister, so...

Is there something you want?

Just to make you feel welcome

and... tell you I'm a nice person.

Uh, when people pat me, I don't like it.

Oh, sorry.

I find it patronizing.

No, no, no.

Well, I just-- I just meant--

Yes, thank you, Kim.

Well, I will just leave you all to it.

Welcome!

[comical music]

[Patrick] Hey.

What excuse did you use this time?

I said I was watching Bella.

Ah, yes, that one always goes a long way.

-Ooh, how's it going? -Ah! Ah!

It's almost done.

Please tell Nina to reconsider about the baby shower.

I never had one and I always felt like I missed out.

-It's cancelled. -[sighs] Fine.

-Bye. -See you.

-Oh, shit. It's him. -[Patrick] What?

-Who? -I've got to hide.

-Hey. -G'day, Joseph.

-[Joseph] Kate? -Oh, Joseph, hi.

Kate, I have something to say to you.

You keep pushing me away and I don't accept it.

No, what? What? No, no, no, no, no. What--what are you doing?

-Not here. -Our relationship is important to me

and I'd like to keep it going.

-You don't know what's good for you. -Oh, you idiot!

What do you keep calling me an idiot for?

-You wear lycra. -Yeah, for work!

Lycra is lycra.

And I don't know why, because I've been nothing but good to you.

So you gotta be honest with me. Is it that you're scared,

or--or you just don't like me enough?

I--I just don't like you enough.

Okay.

-Harsh. -Uh-uh. It was getting too full on.

-I just want simplicity. -Yeah.

Hey, you're on my side!

Hm. Nothing to do with it.

Well, stop trying to run my life.

-Just standing here. -Oh!

I hate relationships!

[sombre music]

[phone ringing]

-Hello. -[Geraldine] Have you spoken to him yet?

-Who? -Phillip.

-No. -Good.

I'm calling to tell you that it's all right. I've taken care of the problem.

-H--How? -I've challenged him

to produce this so-called someone else.

Mom.

Are you sure that's a good idea? [chuckles]

If she exists, I want to see her with my own eyes.

And your baby shower provides the perfect context.

What? No! No, there's no baby shower.

We've-- we've been through this.

It's here, today at five o'clock.

-Sorry, who called you? -Martin Clegg.

Right, I'm just gonna go and...

Goodbye.

No! I'm pissed.

[sighs]

-[Nina] Martin! -Nina. Ballerina.

We're not doing a baby shower.

-Yes, we are. -It's not your decision!

See, that's where you're wrong.

at the appointed date, which is today!

I am organizing it. That is final.

[In spanish] Adios, muchachos.

[Nina] Godfather?

Where did he get that idea?

Hello. I'm sorry.

Are you aware that Clegg thinks he's our baby's godfather?

No.

-No, did you? -No, I don't even believe in godparents.

-Neither do I. -Clegg as godfather?

What would it be?

[lullaby music]

[Martin] Yippee ki-yay, kids.

-Are you imagining him as a fairy? -Yep.

-Pink wings and tights. -I'm not seeing the tights. Wish I was.

What do godparents even do anyway?

I don't know. Nothing. Buy presents.

It could be harmless.

On the other hand...

Oh, God.

Nina said she didn't want this.

I found amazing new game ideas in one of the crazier corners of the Internet.

Oh, hey, I need the names and addresses of all the people you'd like me to invite.

I've printed novelty invitations.

-Martin. -Too late for that shit.

Anyone who's invited already knows it. Where's the venue?

-Yeah, about that... -We'd rather...

Well, Nina's mother kindly offered her home.

We need plates, utensils, for Nina not to be stressed.

-I am stressed. -You won't be when you're playing

Pin the Umbilicus on the Foetus later. Trust me on that.

-No games, be practical. -Why not?

Sparkling wine and something to drink it out of.

Don't things always stop this train?

This is gonna be glorious.

-[Nina] Martin... -Hmm?

Neither of us have asked you to be the godfather to our baby.

Officially, there was no need.

-The thing is-- -Who else would be on the list?

There aren't gonna be any godparents.

Really?

Oh, well...

Patrick, are you free to give Mrs Maloney her epidural?

Sure.

-Need me for anything? -No.

Nice work, though, upsetting Clegg. Classy.

[woman] It's been a very big 24 hours for the two of you,

with the nomination and the tour.

[Mick] Yeah, both big surprises too.

[woman] The two of you obviously have a very special working relationship.

-What are you implying? -[woman] Rapport.

-It is special, yeah. -It is.

Every collaboration has its own unique vibe, but this one feels rare,

and that's probably because Mick is a very special artist.

-Oh, she's being sweet. -Ahh. [giggles]

How did it come about working together?

[Mick] Oh, kind of by accident, actually.

Yeah, it did, and then it kind of blossomed into...

Yeah, just over the last year or so.

Hey.

-Hey, wait. -Oh, shit.

I'll--I'll come back later.

What are you doing here?

I just wanted some clothes.

[exasperated sigh] Just come and get them.

What--what was that about a tour?

Europe.

How long?

A few months.

Then maybe the UK.

-Congratulations. -Where have you been staying?

I asked you where you've been staying!

[sighs]

You know, I've gone over this again and again in my head.

What could I have done to have made this not happen?

Know what, there's nothing.

So come and get your clothes.

I'll come back when you're not here.

-[ringing] -[heavy sigh]

[cell phone ringing]

Hello.

Come to Nina's baby shower.

It's at her mom's place this afternoon.

But, why?

Just come.

[Nina] Come on.

[Nina] My registrar!

[Nina] Not mine anymore.

-An epidural is only one of them. -Who's that?

-Hello. -That's Nina.

Sorry. I'm intruding.

Hey.

[scoffs]

I'm being silly.

I thought my last day would be special.

I don't even know how, graceful, maybe.

You know, things tied up in a nice bow.

Nice words. Not feeling irrelevant and kicked out.

-Hey, Nins, come on, we need you. -What is it?

You wanted a birth. Someone's getting born.

That's it. I need one more big push.

-Okay, that's it. -You're doing so well.

Big as you can push.

Push harder.

[yelling]

[pleasant music]

[elevator dings]

-Oh, hello. -Hello.

-Where have you been? -I had something to do.

-Why are you smiling? -You'll find out later.

Hm, will I?

See you at your mom's.

[pleasant music]

[Nina] Hi, Billie, it's me.

I'm--I'm sorry about before.

Anyway, I'm just calling because the baby shower's on at Mom's.

And...

I--I wish you were here.

[indistinct chatter]

Here she is!

Hello.

What do we do now?

Do we sing something? Martin?

I don't know. I've never thrown a baby shower.

-I've never been to one. -I never wanted one.

Why are we doing this?

Because I thought I was gonna be the godfather.

Well, let's all just have fun and eat things.

Oh, well, you know, I had all sorts of games planned.

Yeah, I pissed on the idea. I regret it.

Oh, don't--don't worry. I'm--I'm relieved, really. I--I just wanna relax.

-[Joseph] Hello. -Hi.

Kate said I should turn up. I hope that's fine.

-Yeah, of course. Come in. -Come on in. Yes.

-Excellent. You look great. -Oh, thank you.

-Is this seat taken? -Excuse me.

-What's going on in here? -We're discussing our open relationship.

-Thank you for drawing attention to it. -Oh.

Okay, there's only one way to know if we're being possessive or curious.

-Tell each other. -I'm game to try.

Okay.

I had the best sexual experience of my life.

-Really? -What's your reaction?

I wanna hear about it in extravagant detail, so I can better it for you.

-Is that jealousy? -No.

But there is a certain competitive edge.

Your turn.

I met a girl,

and we were about to do it,

but then I told her about Alfie...

and about you...

and then she punched me and it was all off.

It wasn't the best sex of my life.

-Did you even have sex? -I'm not telling.

[Nina] Oh, I'm so glad you could come.

-Should I have brought a present? -[Nina] No.

She's--she's not here.

I sort of thought she might turn up. Well, I sort of hoped she would.

Yeah, me too.

[Phillip] Yoo-hoo!

[Nina] Why is her face familiar? Shit.

Why is Dr Samir here?

I'd like to introduce you to Nadine Samir.

-[Nadine] Hello. -Hello. Welcome to my home.

-Thank you. It's lovely. -Yes, thank you.

I'm very glad you were able to come.

And this is our daughter, Nina.

-Hi, Nadine. -Have we met before?

-Yes. -Have you?

-Yeah. -How did you two know...

Nadine is a fertility specialist.

-Hi. -Uh, Nadine, this is Mick Holland.

-Hello. -Yeah, we've, uh, met, actually.

-Oh. -Yes, uh, my--my wife and I

came and saw you about...

[Phillip] Oh, right.

-Let's have a drink. Alcohol? -Yes. I'll get you a glass.

Come here, dear.

Is her name really Smear?

-Oh, God. -Samir. Sam-ir.

Mick, I'm so sorry. I just--I had no idea.

Probably good that Billie's not here.

Yeah, thank you, Mom, for using my baby shower

as an opportunity to perv on Phillip's new girlfriend.

Smear! What kind of a name is Smear?

-Mother! -What? I mean, lovely.

But it's a funny name, isn't it?

Especially given that she's a fertility specialist.

Think about it.

Ugh.

-Did you want a drink? -[Mick] Oh.

-[Zara] Are you backing off? -[gasps] Hi!

-[Nina] Oh, hi! -Hello, everybody.

[exhales]

I came here today,

dressed like this,

on public transport, as my way of saying that I'm sorry,

because the truth is I do like you enough.

Now will you admit that lycra is not hot?

-[Joseph] Oh. No. -I look like an idiot!

-[Martin] Hooray! -[Zara] Lycra!

-Lycra! Love it! -Agree to that.

-[Kim] Yes. -[all laughing]

[Jimmy] So proud you. Look at this!

[laughing]

[Nina] Yes, it did.

-[Nina] That's just so sweet. -[Mick] Yeah.

-[Zara] That's Lycra. -[Kim] Incredible Lycra.

[Mick] I love the lycra.

[all laughing]

[Jimmy] That was insult.

[indistinct chattering]

Here we are.

-Thank you. -Oh, thank you.

-[tapping glass] -[Martin] Excuse me. Can I just

have your attention just for a second?

I just, uh...

I'd like--like to say a few words. Um...

I know that I was told not to bring a silly cake,

-but, uh, I brought one. -[all laugh]

-Oh, my God! -We can cut that up and--

Oh, Patrick's on his way. Maybe we should wait.

Yes. All right, very good. Yes.

Well, while we wait for the baby's father,

I'd like to propose a toast.

Um, to Dr Proudman...

-our treasured colleague we'll miss you. -Hear, hear!

And to Nina Proudman, our friend.

As you begin this next chapter, know that you go with our love

and our great expectations.

Thank you.

-To Nina. -[all] To Nina!

Cheers.

[grunts]

-Mate, are you all right? -Yeah, yeah.

-I didn't see you. -Sorry.

-I didn't see you. -Yeah, it's okay.

-I'm fine. -I just didn't see you there.

Yeah.

Ah.

Hey, look, I'm gonna leave.

Yeah. Oh, sure. Thank you for coming.

-Mwah. -It's lovely to see you.

-If you hear anything... -Yes, you too.

-[cell phone ringing] -[Jimmy] Nina, if your, um,

-little baby comes out-- -Oh, here's Patrick. Wait.

-Hey! -Hey.

I, uh...

Weird. I got knocked over.

Sorry?

A car.

Oh, my God. Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm--I'm--I'm just shocked.

I'm sitting on a curb.

-Where? -Uh, sorry, I'm...

I don't know. I'm dazed. Um, Gore Street.

-I'll come and get you. -No, I can walk.

No, I'm coming. I--I--I won't be long.

Okay.

I've just got to go and pick Patrick up.

-You want me to go get him? -No, it'll just be a minute.

-Oh, what happened? -Hey.

Uh...

-You okay? -I wasn't looking.

One minute I was up, the next thing I was down.

-Oh. Oh, you've grazed yourself. -Oh, yeah.

Oh, it's okay.

Well, where's the driver now?

Oh, he was very apologetic. It's not a big deal.

Then what-- He just up and left you?

Yeah, well, he didn't deliberately run me down.

I'm sorry.

-Did you knock your head? -Yeah, I--I think so.

Oh...

-Yep. -All right. Okay.

Yep. Okay. [laughs]

Sorry to drag you away from the shower.

Oh, that's all right. I'm relieved actually.

-Isn't it going well? -Yeah, it is.

It's just nice to have a breather with you.

[chuckles]

-Did everyone show up? -Yeah. Not Billie.

-Everyone else, though. -Oh.

You should see the cake. [laughs]

Oh, yeah. Clegg made a speech. It was really nice.

Oh, Phillip brought his new flame.

Turns out to be Billie and Mick's fertility specialist.

Oh.

-Kate showed up in lycra. -No.

-Yep. It's back on with Joseph. -Oh.

-[laughs] -Hey...

now you're on maternity leave.

I am now on maternity leave.

Next stop parenthood.

Yeah.

I can't wait.

Yeah, me neither.

Hm.

So, next few weeks, you get to see all those movies.

Mm.

We can finally sort out the baby's room.

Yeah, then, there you'll be, there... there unless...

Unless what?

Un...

-Un-- -Patrick.

Oh, Patrick.

Say something. Count to ten.

Count to ten.

Open your eyes.

[gasping]

Coun--Oh, Patrick. Just... say something.

Oh, shit, Patrick. Shit.

Oh.

Hang on. Hang on.

-[car brake squeaks] -Just wait here. One minute.

Help. Help me! Help me! Someone help me.

-Some--Someone help me! -Are you in labour?

No, no, it's my partner. He's just hit his head and he's passed out.

-Oh, hurry. Help. -We'll look after him.

He's pa-- He passed out about three minutes ago.

Come on, let's go.

He'll be all right.

-Right, we're gonna be taking him... -Take him to number one.

He hit his head. He was hit--he was hit by a car.

-Right. -He hit his head

and he--he--he was confused.

His speech was slurred and then he-- he just lost consciousness.

-We've got it. -I tried to keep him awake.

-Sorry, you can't come through. -[Nina] I know, okay.

-Patrick, I'm here. -Just wait, please.

-No. I--I know. -Right, we need another IV bag.

[indistinct chatter]

Patrick. Patrick, can you hear me?

Patrick. Patrick.

[tense music]

-Sorry I kept you waiting. -Oh, that's--

-They've just taken him into theatre. -Oh.

-Okay. -Now, um, was he on any medication

that might affect blood clotting?

No, uh-- No. No, he's not on any medication.

Does he have any allergies that you might be aware of?

No, uh, well, he-- No. No allergies.

He has a history with opioid addiction.

He's an anaesthetist.

Okay. Right, thanks. Anything else?

No, not--not that I can think of.

Sorry.

It's gonna be a while.

-[cell phone rings] -So I said to her, "Haematoma."

And she said, "No, it's Jewish."

[all laugh]

Hello.

-Mom, it's me. -Sorry. Sorry, I can't hear you.

Everybody, shush, shush, shush, shush, shush. Hello!

-It's me. -Yeah, uh, where are you, Nina?

You're missing everything.

-Oh, come on, Nina. -Nina.

I--I'm at the hospital.

Patrick's in surgery.

-What? -His head. He--

He passed out.

They wheeled him away.

Um, Patrick's in surgery.

What?

Uh, w--why did he pass out?

'Cause he got hit by a car.

They're operating on him.

But he's gonna be all right?

Uh, I--I don't know.

-Well, I'll come and wait with you. -Can I talk to her?

No, no. I--I don't want a circus of people in the waiting room.

I'm putting Kate on.

H--How long is he gonna be in there for?

Oh, I don't know.

Uh, he's...

It's a head injury.

Oh, my God. Okay, um, I'm coming in. I'm coming in.

Yeah, I'll--I'll get you there.

What happened?

[cell phone ringing]

Hi, you've reached Billie Proudman. Leave me a message.

[phone beeps]

-Has anyone come out? -Not yet.

Well, what's going on? They've opened his head up, yes?

-Yes. -[sighs heavily]

-And... and? -That--That's all I know.

Well, is the surgeon any good?

I'm sure they're doing everything they can.

Yeah. Yeah.

[Kate sighs]

Do they know he's a doctor?

They treat you better if they know you're a doctor.

-Has the baby shower finished? -[Kim] Yeah.

-How was it? -It was fine.

What are you doing back?

We want to be busy.

-Why? -I'll tell you.

-I'll be in my office. -Yeah.

And, Kim, if Nina or anyone from the Ainsworth calls...

-Yeah. -[Martin] Thank you.

What's going on?

-Are you Dr Reid's wife? -I'm his partner.

I'm his sister.

-Which of you is the obstetrician? -I am.

He had a subdural bleed in the meningeal layer,

uh, between the dura mater and the arachnoid.

-Oh, God. -Yeah, and it was very messy in there.

We--we worked to ease the pressure

and to locate the source of the bleed and to suture the blood vessels.

-How--how is he? -Can we go and see him?

Um, we weren't successful.

-What? -Um, we did everything we could,

but he... didn't survive the procedure.

I'm so sorry.

[Kate cries]

[mournful music]

[phone ringing]

Hello?

[woman] Patrick was an organ donor,

so the life support apparatus is still functioning.

Now, we like to consult with family

because, for some people, this can be very distressing.

Ideally, if you consent...

Did you know about this?

I knew--I knew he was an organ donor.

He felt very strongly about it.

Okay.

-Can we see him? -[whispering] Yeah. Sure.

[whispering] He's right in here.

[medical apparatus beeping]

[Kate sobs]

[Nina sobbing]

I can't... I can't do it.

I can't just sit here and watch him die.

Bye, Pat. Bye.

[eerie music]

How are you doing?

Just...

one more minute.

[theme music]