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Deep breath in.

And out.

I release my anxiety and welcome calm.

I release my anxiety and welcome calm.

- Smart! - Eden! I, uh, was just...

You were incorporating meditation

into your blood exposure therapy.

- Very good thinking. - I thought it was worth a try.

Mm. The peonies were lovely.

Oh, I just wanted to say I was sorry.

I... I really wanted to come last weekend.

- Mm-hmm. But... - But I was, uh...

What was the emergency exactly? You never really explained that.

I have bad news for you. Brace yourself.

Oh, did Martin do something wrong?

You said I was perfect.

- I'm leaving. - Oh.

Oh, what's the bad news?

- I have a new job. - Hmm.

At a cryogenics life extensions lab in Colorado.

- So, you are a crackpot. - Congratulations, Renee.

Everyone knows the future is in freezing.

And Dr. Best, although I'm irreplaceable,

someone will be replacing me.

Well, good luck and good riddance.

Hmm, you're funny.

And I'll grab a few snacks on the way out.

- Mm-hmm. Okay. - Of course you will.

I know that it is very difficult

for you to suck up to someone who is

- so beneath you intellectually. - Beneath me?

- That woman is a nutjob... - Okay.

Who's about to make human popsicles.

That nutjob has power over your career.

You do... you do care about that, don't you?

Of course I do.

Well, some might say you're sending mixed messages.

You know, you say you want to get off probation

and then you insult the person who can help decide that.

You say you want to come see me in Boston.

And then, you don't show up.

Look, I'm sorry about Boston, okay?

And I'll try to do better

with the next moron they assign to me.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm just going to...

Elaine!

Elaine!

Okay, all right. Yeah, okay, it's so good. It is so good.

Isn't this fun? Who doesn't love a little magic?

We saw them rehearse, they're adorable.

- Really? - Shh, show's gonna start.

Hello, Port Wenn!

Hello!

My name is Paul and this is my beautiful wife, Sunny.

Oh, go on.

I could, darling, but we have a magic show to do.

I love everything about Port Wenn,

except there's too many lobsters.

That's true.

Well, maybe I can make some disappear.

Yeah, sure, you can.

Look at that. Very nice.

Where... where did he get a lobster from though?

Oh.

Wow, and I thought that was the main attraction.

Yes. Yes.

You will always be my main attraction.

Do you need a closet for all those clothes?

Yes, or just to disappear.

But I don't want you to disappear.

Well, we all need to get away sometime.

I get it, girl, I get it.

All right, fine.

Ladies and gentlemen, I will now make my beautiful wife,

Sunny, disappear.

If only I had a cute pet to keep me company.

Paul.

All right, it's just a superficial cut.

I am still going to give you a tetanus shot.

How do you feel?

- I feel fine. - But do you feel sunny?

But of course.

That's my name.

Oh, I'm following, just not laughing.

Honey Bunny gets a little chompy-chompy when he's nervous.

Wait, is it possible that our rabbit is rabid?

Rabbits actually don't...

Maybe you need a rabid rabbit test.

Or a rapid rabid rabbit test.

Does this show have an intermission?

Because I do need to give you a shot.

All right, Doc, get to the point.

You guys are adorable.

You just travel around doing magic?

Yes. We're playing to a 100-seat theater in Milwaukee next week.

Oh, ever since we met, it's been one big adventure.

My boyfriend and I are actually going

to New York together this fall.

Just like us, in love and seeing the world.

You're going to Milwaukee, not Kilimanjaro.

But I'm going to write you a script for the antibiotic.

Now hop away.

We're going to finish our show tomorrow.

You should come.

It's going to be out of this world.

Out of my office is just fine.

- Good one, Doc. - Hmm.

OK. Great, you're going to hop.

Yeah, no, I get it. No, I... I get it.

- I like him. - He's hilarious.

We're about to go on a big adventure.

Yes, we are.

Hey, um, I was thinking

that we should paint the walls of my dorm room

so you have a good self-tape set up

now that you're in the big leagues.

- Al, that's so thoughtful. - Mm-hmm.

- Un-Teal We Meet Again. - Okay.

Or I'd Rather Be Blue?

- New York, here we come. - Oh.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- Yeah. - Okay.

You're... Okay.

Hey. Are you good?

- Yeah, I'm good. Thanks. - Okay.

How can I get you?

Uh...

Well, I think your... your smile alone might do it.

- What? - Sorry, you said,

- "How can I get you?" - Oh.

Uh, I... I meant, uh, what can I get you?

Uh, how are you? Uh, can we just start over?

Absolutely.

I'm... I'm Parker. New to Port Wenn.

Louisa. New to waitressing.

Actually, I've been at it a few months, so I have no excuse.

Are you just, um,

passing through?

I live in Boston, but I have some work here,

so I'll be back and forth a bit.

Oh, well, I hope you enjoy your time here.

I already am.

How was that?

Charming, flirty, or a little smarmy?

It's just so hard to know these days.

Yeah, you know, I wasn't really sure either.

Uh, why don't we just try it again?

Yeah.

What can I get you?

- I would like a lobster roll. - Our specialty.

Oh, great. And, uh, your number.

Sorry, I... I couldn't help myself.

You... you just seem so fantastic.

Are you actually fantastic?

I kind of am.

Oh, great.

So, dinner tomorrow night?

I guess I have to say yes

because it's looking like you might never get lunch.

The service here, huh? Sheesh.

- Yeah? - One lobster roll.

Mm-hmm. Um, um... Of course.

Yeah, he's just passing through.

- Yeah? - Just passing through.

- From England or? - Okay, great.

Martin.

Martin!

What? What is it?

Something's happened to Sunny.

- What? Sunny? - The magician's wife.

The one who was bitten by the rabbit yesterday.

- Did it get worse? - I'd say so.

- Should I call an ambulance? - Um, not sure.

Well, then what's wrong with her?

She's dead.

What happened?

Paul woke up and Sunny wasn't breathing.

Nothing like this has ever... Oh.

I just saw her yesterday. This doesn't make sense.

I'm the local doctor.

I saw this woman yesterday for a rabbit bite.

- What happened? - We're not sure.

It's a strange one.

Wh... wh... what do you mean? I gave her a tetanus shot.

Did you see any sign of an allergic reaction?

No. No swelling. No visible wounds.

I want an autopsy.

- Yeah, that's standard. - Okay.

I want to speak to the medical examiner.

I'll send over my notes

and the lot number of the tetanus shot.

- Just calm down. We get it. - Calm down?

I have an extensive list of tests I want you to run.

She just seemed so young and healthy.

- I don't understand it. - Her vitals were normal.

I didn't miss anything. I didn't.

- Doc, you okay? You seem like... - I'm calm. Okay?

- Where's the husband? - Inside. Eating breakfast.

Hmm?

Mr. Barrett, uh, may I sit? I need to speak with you.

Of course. Would you like a Danish?

Uh, no, no. Uh, thank you.

Uh, look, I'm... I'm sorry to ask you this, but, um...

Sunny, you discovered her.

I did. Yes.

At a children's puppet show on the Cape.

Her talents were being wasted on marionettes, so I said,

"Run away with me. No strings attached."

- Get it? - Uh, yeah. Puppet strings, yes.

Um...

Uh, so did she have

any pre-existing conditions by any chance?

No. Perfectly healthy. Annual flu shots, physicals.

You should really have one of these Danishes.

I could certainly make another one of these disappear.

But...

I have to save one for Sunny.

- Save? - Yes.

She loves pastries.

He's talking about his wife in the present tense

as if she's still alive.

I mean, something's wrong with him.

I can't even imagine. I can't.

But seriously, Martin,

who's to say what anyone would do in this situation?

He called 911.

He watched her body being carried out.

- This is not normal. - Martin...

I've seen a lot of things in my day.

Who's to say what's normal?

Okay, I agree with Doc.

- I have to question Paul. - What?

You think that poor man could have...

I hate to tell you guys, but it's almost always the husband.

I've read enough Mary Higgins Clark novels to know that.

For once, Mark might be right.

It doesn't make sense otherwise.

- Come on, I'll go with you. - I do not like this at all.

What has gotten into you two?

- Paul Barrett, yes? - Yes.

I'm sorry to have to ask you this, Paul.

- Police procedure. - I understand.

Have you and your wife been having problems lately?

Well, we did have a big disagreement yesterday.

She thought I was the more talented one,

but I insisted it was her.

Did things ever get violent?

I have sawed her in half.

- What? - It's one of our best tricks.

- I saw that one coming. - Right.

- Mm-hmm. Yeah. - Right.

Do you mind if we look in your room?

Yeah, be my guest.

I'll just have another Danish

while Sunny's not around to tell me not to.

- Have you seen Al? - I haven't.

- Paul. - Hmm?

I'm so so... I... I can't believe. I'm so sorry.

If... if there's anything that we can do for you.

No, thank you. Everybody's been so friendly.

You were just together and you were so happy.

I... I... I can't.

Yes, and I cannot wait for Milwaukee. Oh.

Aspirin, nasal spray.

None of this could have killed her.

Wait, what's that?

- Possible murder weapon. - Take it easy.

The EMTs would have told us if there were stab wounds.

Let me look at this. Hmm.

Oh, just... It's a prop.

Did you know that before you stabbed me or after?

Mm-hmm.

Mark, we're looking for things

that could have actually caused her death.

- Focus. - He could have strangled her.

Anytime you actually feel like helping, okay? Just...

Doc. It's like it never ends, man.

Wait, is that?

We may have found our problem.

- What the hell is that? - It's a bed bug strip.

Stop right there. That is not ours.

We don't need those.

We do not have... bed bugs.

You're saying Paul and Sunny placed this under the bed?

People who travel a lot sometimes bring those

as if we would ever have...

bed bugs.

You're supposed to air the room out

before you sleep near these, right?

But people don't always know that,

so Sunny could have died of toxic exposure.

I still think it's the husband. Look at this.

Did you know that was a prop

before or after you pulled the trigger?

Doc, promise us you won't say anything to anyone about that.

The only thing worse than a guest dying under your roof

is people thinking you're infested with...

No, the only person I'm telling about this

- is the M.E. - Ah.

I found organophosphate bed bug strips in the room.

Did you notice any signs of toxicity?

The body just arrived.

We haven't even been able to look at her yet.

I... I need a full report immediately.

- Understood. - Her vitals were normal.

I gave her a tetanus shot. I didn't miss anything.

I didn't say you missed anything.

Hurry.

Do you have an appointment?

Uh, no. I'm your new medical monitor.

- Parker? - Wonderful, Parker.

Are you also a snack-stealing lunatic?

Excuse me?

- It's been a day. - Yes, I heard.

- Very sad. - I gave her a thorough exam.

I always do. I didn't miss a thing.

I'm sure you didn't. You are the great Martin Best.

I'm sorry?

You're something of a legend in Boston.

I'm quite sure you're beyond reproach.

Listen, I'm... I'm going to stay out

of your way as much as possible.

If anything, I'm sure I can learn a thing or two.

Hmm.

So I...

I guess that's that, isn't it?

Well, we can always try another cycle.

I've had countless patients

fail the first, second, third, and then...

No, it's...

It's too expensive and exhausting.

- I... I think this is it for me. - I'm so sorry.

I know that this is disappointing.

No, I... I mean...

sometimes life just doesn't always go the way you want it.

No.

No, it does not.

I guess I can't feel too sorry for myself,

you know, considering today.

- I heard. - Yeah.

Maybe when one door closes, The Salty Breeze opens a window.

- Ah. - Actually, uh...

a really cute guy did...

ask me out yesterday during lunch service.

Oh, I trust you said yes?

If I didn't, I think George and Greg would have fired me.

Ah.

Um, since we are doing girl talk.

Sure, yeah, that's... okay.

I found a note in Martin's desk.

What did the note say?

Oh, I'm so glad you asked. Uh...

I have it right here.

Oh.

"What are the odds

"of an exotic animal not even from this continent

"showing up in a small town

and causing an outbreak of plague?"

- Um... - "Low.

- Very low." - Eden, I don't...

"I never thought I could feel this way about anyone, ever.

"But I want to be with you.

For as long as you'll put up with me."

Ah, I mean...

- It's beautiful. - Mm.

I always knew he felt this way.

He was just too scared to say it.

- Yeah. - So, I cannot wait

to tell him that I feel exactly the same way.

Yay.

Okay, I know there's a lot going on,

but I need some advice for a friend.

Anything to take our mind off things.

- Yes, spit it out. - Okay.

What would you do if someone wrote someone a letter

declaring his or her love for them,

and then someone else... Never mind.

Martin wrote me a love letter after the plague,

and I didn't let him finish reading it,

and then Eden found it, and she thinks it's for her.

- I have so many questions. - Martin wrote you a love letter,

and you didn't let him finish?

First of all, why didn't you tell us this?

- Why would you stop someone... - Maybe he wanted to be alone...

- from reading a love letter? - With you that night.

But you never told us.

- Are you human? - But that was.

- Who does that, come on. - Did he actually say

he loved you?

- Oh. Oh, that's horrible. - Oh, my God. Okay.

What was I thinking? Just never mind.

- Never mind. Just... Yeah. - Wait.

Eden accidentally read the love letter.

- Oh. - Oh.

- Never mind. Never mind. - What?

No.

Hey.

I... I thought that you were going to come with me today

to see Paul.

- I got busy. - Wh... with what?

Well, I did a little shopping for New York.

- You want to see what I got? - Okay.

What are these?

- They're bedsheets for our dorm. - They're camouflage.

A woman died and you bought bedsheets?

I thought they were... they were funny.

They're like, um...

They're like, oh, can't see us anymore.

A... a woman died

and... and you bought camouflage bedsheets,

and you thought that they were funny?

What else was I supposed to do?

Um, tell him that you're sorry? Bring him soup?

Well, they have soup at The Salty Breeze.

- Al! - What? It's too sad.

You know, it's not contagious.

- You can't, like, catch sadness. - Well...

- yeah, you kind of can. - You know what?

Um, I'm... I'm busy right now, so, you know, bye.

Hmm. Okay, bye. Give me.

Wait, where did you go?

That's not funny.

You checking to see if the shot was contaminated?

- Mm-hmm. - Yeah.

That's what I would do, my love.

Maybe there was bacteria. I just want to be sure.

Mm-hmm. Of course you do.

Okay, I'll leave you to it.

Any theories?

Yes.

Toxicity from bed bug strips, which would also explain

why the husband has been acting strangely.

Because the husband would also have toxic poisoning.

- Yes. - Smart.

You've ruled out acute stress disorder?

Shock? Oh, you sound like the rest of the town.

No, this man is delusional, and it's not a symptom of shock.

Well, "There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,

than are dreamt of in your philosophy."

How many open-heart surgeries did Shakespeare do?

I should give Paul a shot of atropine

to reverse the effects of the strips,

- just in case. - Good idea.

It won't do any harm, and it's always better

- to be safe than sorry. - Safe than sorry.

Hmm.

Oh, Louisa, are you all right?

- Yes, I'm all right. - Good. Okay.

I just wanted to see if you could chat with me.

If you don't mind, I just... I... I gotta go check on Paul.

Yeah, yeah, of course. It's, uh, not important. Yeah.

What, uh... what... what's he doing here?

He's the new monitor.

What? He's Martin's new monitor?

Yeah.

Okay, yeah, okay, well...

I gotta go.

Anything?

- Paul Barrett, no priors. - Anything else?

Online it says they give free magic shows to sick kids,

and he raises money for animal shelters.

He seems like the sweetest guy.

They always do.

Well, here's a photo of them with her parents.

Oh, Marky, I don't think he really did it.

Sorry, Geneve.

It's always the husband.

- Always. - Oh.

How's that poor boy doing?

- What is he doing? - He's in shock.

It's gotta be shock.

Paul, I think you may have been exposed to a toxic substance.

I'd like to give you a shot of atropine.

If I'm wrong, there's no harm,

and if I'm right, perhaps you'll begin behaving normally.

Not the first person to say I don't behave normally.

All right, make it quick.

Now, this is extremely fast acting.

So if my theory is correct, you should feel calmer immediately.

What's he doing?

I don't know, but I hope it works.

Port Wennians!

Another magic show will begin in one hour,

where I will be performing my most exciting trick yet.

And what's that?

The one where I make my wife, Sunny,

magically reappear.

- What do we do? - Nothing good will come of this.

What's crueler, to just watch or for us to leave him all alone?

No, we can't leave him alone.

When my dad died, you guys did not leave me alone.

All those casseroles. I hate casseroles.

I liked those casseroles.

Who hates casseroles?

Should we just tell him the truth?

No!

Heard our suspect is acting very suspect-y.

- You mean suspicious? - Yeah, exactly.

The atropine should have cleared his confusion, but he's worse.

Which means it's not the bed bug strips.

And if it's not that, what is it?

Martin, how many times do I have to tell you?

The man's just lost his wife.

- It's not a medical problem. - No.

There's a range of grief behaviors.

Doing a magic show with your dead wife isn't one of them.

Martin...

You really don't remember, do you?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Paul, look, I'm concerned about you.

Let's postpone the show.

I'd like you to come to my office

- for a full examination. - No way.

Can't disappoint our fans.

Martin, sit down and shut up, or go home.

All right.

I'm waiting.

No one else is dying today.

- Louisa, hi. - Oh, hi.

I was just heading back to the Salty Breeze to get ready.

Take a shower, comb my hair, you know.

Yeah, um, about that.

I just... I feel like I'm getting a little sick.

Hmm, yeah, that is... wow.

That's the worst fake cough I've ever heard.

The worst, sorry.

I just, you know... Look, here's the thing.

It's a small town and... and you are Martin's monitor.

- So? - So?

Louisa, if today has taught us anything,

surely it's that we have to seize the moment.

Did you just use a tragic death to get me to keep our date?

Well, I'd rather say it inspired me, but sure.

- Wow. - Look, I was just hoping to

get to know you and...

We can be friends.

I don't know, it's pretty hard to be friends

after everything we've been through.

Look, it's just one date. And... and you know what?

Maybe... maybe it will go horribly

and you can just be done with me.

- Maybe it will go horribly. - That's the spirit.

- Pick you up at 7:00. - Oh, what...

Welcome back, Port Wenn. Where were we?

Has anybody seen Al?

It's time.

I will now make my wife, Sunny,

appear inside this magic box.

As you can see, nothing inside.

No hidden compartments. And...

And...

Technical difficulties.

It's time to come out now, Sunny.

- This has to stop. - No, just give him a minute.

- I'm going to start over... - Paul.

This trick isn't going to work.

Your wife isn't going to appear. Not in five minutes.

Not in three hours. Not next week.

Do you understand this?

Please, Martin, stop.

Sunny died this morning in your bed.

You woke up next to her. She wasn't breathing.

Do you remember?

She is not coming...

Arrest him.

Marky, can you please take off the handcuffs?

They seem so unnecessary.

She's right.

Cool.

Please don't teach that to anyone else.

All right. Pulse seems good.

Paul, do you know what day today is?

Saturday.

Hmm. And do you know where you are?

In a jail cell. I punched you.

- How's your jaw? - It hurts.

You're lucky I didn't punch you back.

I am here to protest the arrest of Paul the Magician.

Martin, you've really done it this time.

I can't believe that you did all this.

Well, I wanted somewhere romantic,

but with just the faintest whiff of rotting shellfish.

Mmm. Nailed it.

- I mean, and this... this picnic. - Right, yeah.

That was, uh, to be fair, my sister's idea.

You told your sister about this?

Uh, sisters. All four of them.

- Four? - We're on a group chat.

- Is that weird? - Um...

I'm... I'm leaning more towards endearing.

Phew. I mean, honestly, what point

is a childhood spent tortured by the Backstreet Boys

if it can't help me with the ladies now?

No, it's... it's good. It's... it's really good.

- Four sisters? - Hmm.

So I'm gonna guess

that you're really in touch with your feelings.

- Oh, no, I'm still a guy. - Oh.

However, I am very comfortable hearing about yours.

Even better.

I will warn you though,

they are very into American romcoms, so no pressure,

but they do have their fingers crossed

for some kind of madcap hilarity tonight.

Really? Like... like what?

Oh, I don't know, I suppose,

well, in an ideal world, you'd fall overboard

and I'd have to dive in and save you.

I mean, that's a little old fashioned, don't you think?

I actually... I am a trained lifeguard, so.

Of course you are. Yes.

- That's very silly of me. - Yes.

Time for some dessert?

- Oh. - If you wouldn't mind

just grabbing that little pink box from over there.

I wonder what you got.

You're, uh, so full of surprises, huh?

Oh, of course George was in on this.

Oh, my gosh. What happened?

- Are you okay? - Help!

Oh.

Help!

Help!

You...

Well, you know, we can't disappoint your sisters, can we?

- No. - Okay.

Come on in. Water's fine.

Whoo!

I got you. I got you.

My hero.

Seriously? Where were you?

- I texted you. - Sorry.

Paul is really freaking out. You should have been there.

To watch him freak out?

- Well, yeah. - Does that make sense to you?

- Yes, it does. - How, exactly?

So I can know what kind of man you are?

What are you talking about?

We are about to start a whole new life together.

If you're somebody that can't be there for hard things,

then, like, forget it.

That's not fair, Elaine.

Okay, yeah, I don't want to be around him

because it's, like, the saddest thing in the whole world.

And if something happened to you,

then... then I'd be done, forget it.

But that doesn't make me a bad person.

That just means I'm different than you.

Martin, what is going on with you?

- What are you talking about? - You had him arrested.

Yeah, he violently assaulted me.

- Doc, I understand. - Thank you.

No, I understand why you're acting like a jerk.

Come. Come. Okay.

Okay, so I was trying to make Paul a murderer

'cause I needed a reason.

Otherwise, she just died out of the blue.

Who could handle that, right?

Mark, that's not at all what's happening.

But now I can see it plain as day.

That guy's just heartbroken.

'Cause life...

is just really, really sad sometimes.

That is an appropriate response.

- Martin, don't you remember? - Remember what?

Anything about how you were then.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

Rosemary.

You talked to her every day as if she was still alive.

Geneva, you want to get some air?

Sure. Sure.

And you brought her toys and snacks to your room.

You dressed in her clothes.

- No, I didn't. - You scarfed down waffles.

- I hate waffles. - I know, but she loved them.

So you begged me to make them every day for weeks.

I honestly don't remember that.

Well...

you did all those things.

But you know what you didn't do?

What?

Cry.

Not once.

Never. Not a tear.

I didn't... I...

Tell me something. Do you think that's normal?

It's not the same.

When you lose somebody that you love,

it's the worst thing imaginable.

Don't punish him because you don't understand

how he's feeling.

She's right.

It's the worst thing imaginable.

You understand what happened?

Sunny was here. Now she's not.

Poof. It's a nightmare.

How is this possible?

Paul, listen to me. I... I checked her vitals.

I gave her a thorough exam. I called the M.E...

What's wrong? Are you having chest pains?

Oh, is he having a heart attack?

We need to get him out of the cell.

Oh!

Was it a heart attack?

No. His EKG results were normal, but...

- it could be... - What?

I only read about it in medical school,

and it's extremely uncommon.

What?

- You have it. - What?

Takotsubo cardiomyopathy.

English, please.

Your heart wall became weakened

due to sudden intense emotional reaction.

It's called broken heart syndrome.

So all his strange behavior was from grief?

Well, so far, there's no other explanation.

And his heart problems?

Grief. Heartbreak.

But with medicine, your heart will heal.

Hmm.

Never.

Sunny was my everything.

Oh, sweetheart. We know.

The shows, the tricks, the sold-out crowds...

Didn't matter where we were or what we were doing,

I just wanted to be with her.

That's really beautiful.

She was my magic.

I'm sorry. I want to be the man that... that...

No. No, you're right.

We're just different and that is okay.

No, you were right.

Being there for people

and facing the hard stuff, that's everything.

All I know is I just...

I don't want to waste any time fighting with you.

Okay? I love you,

and we really do not know what could happen to us today

or tomorrow or...

So, uh...

- No camouflage? - No camouflage.

I hate it.

So still nothing?

No clues as to what might have happened to her?

We're still working on it.

All right, thank you.

Is the M.E.'s report done?

There's slow, slower, and then Bar Harbor.

Oh, there's nothing worse for a doctor

than to not have an answer.

- Dinner? - What's this?

Chicken Francese.

Come, come.

I can't... I can't... I can't wait another second.

I need you to know that I feel the same way that you do.

About the chicken?

I found your letter.

Okay.

"What are the odds that two people,

both alone and searching for someone,

would find each other after so many years?"

Wait, wait, wait. I...

- Can I continue reading? - What... what... what's going on?

When I was hiding the blood packets,

I found the...

the love letter that you wrote me.

Oh.

Oh, was I not supposed to read it?

Did you want to read it to me?

Eden, I'm so sorry.

It wasn't for you.

What?

Well, who... who was it...

Louisa.

Look, it was months ago.

It blew over. It means nothing.

Yeah, but in it... in it, you said that

you'd never felt this way about someone before.

Is that... is that still true?

I don't understand. Why her?

I'm sorry, I don't have an answer for you.

I never stood a chance, did I?

It was just always Louisa.

This... this has been amazing. Thank you.

Well, I... I did try to make it horrible.

Well, you failed.

Seeing as I... I failed, um,

would it be all right if I kissed you?

Did your sisters teach you to ask first?

Let's... let's not talk about my sisters right now.

- ♪ Love ♪

♪ But actually I hate you ♪

- ♪ It's all true... ♪ - I'm better off without you!

Oh, come on!

Okay, you got me! I was speeding.

I couldn't get out of Port Wenn fast enough.

Whoa, what's the rush?

Well, Martin and I, we are done and I am fine.

I'm fine.

Okay, I am sick of him. I'm sick of his suits.

I'm sick of your stupid karaoke.

And most of all, I am sick of Louisa.

Okay? What is so great about Louisa?

Well, she smiles with her eyes

and she also makes very good Rice Krispy treats.

It was a rhetorical question, Mark!

Can you just give me a ticket so I can just go?

Wait.

Eden, I don't think you realize that you are an 11 out of 10.

- Hm? - You're a doctor.

You got a great sense of style.

And I remember the first time that I saw you,

man, I was just thinking to myself like,

"Woo-wee, who is that complete and total babe?"

And then I saw that you were with Martin,

and that made complete sense to me because,

I don't know, a woman like you, you're out of my league.

I mean, no one's ever called me a complete and total babe.

Especially while giving me a ticket.

I'm just doing my civic duty, you know?

Hmm.

Well, I have always liked a man in a khaki.

Oh, I got so much khaki.

Wait, wait, wait. This isn't you trying to get out of

a ticket now, is it, ma'am?

Oh, no, no, no, officer, you write me up.

- Yeah? - You write me right up.

I'm writing you up right now.

I'm gonna write you up right now.

- Write me up right now. - Yeah, just...

This is nice.

Coffee in the morning, a gorgeous sunrise,

my number one guy.

We're very, very lucky.

The door was locked and so I had to come around

the back and then...

Yeah, I got nothing.

We'll talk when you show up for your morning shift.

Mm-hmm. Boy, will we talk.

- Yes, we will. - Okay.

Yeah.

I'll... I'll see you at...

- See you at 8:00. - I won't be late!

Yes.

Hello?

Yes.

I understand.

Mm-hmm. Thank you.

I have some news.

Sunny's autopsy results.

She had a pulmonary embolism overnight while she slept.

It was sudden...

random, without cause or reason.

That's it?

Sadly, yes.

Embolisms are like that. They are...

But why?

She was just here. She was laughing.

She was smiling.

Sometimes, things happen and there isn't a reason.

But why her?

Why couldn't it have been me?

I ask myself that every day.

- What? - Hmm.

How do I go on living without her?

Like we all do.

One magic trick at a time.

Morning, Martin.