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Oh,

Dear Gabriel, if I may.

Recently, I was contacted by Michael Wasserstein, our family attorney,

telling me that you were making inquiries about our father, Owen Davies.

My name is Kelly Davies Schultz, and I'm your half-sister.

I'm eager to meet you and to share what I know of our family history.

Please don't hesitate to call her right.

Kelly.

Your half-sister sounds nice.

They try to have me disinherited.

She said in the letter she wasn't part of that.

Sweetie, you wanted an opportunity to find out more about your family. Now you

have it.

When would we go to New York?

I was thinking this might be something I should do on my own.

Your trip is going to open up a lot of memories.

I'll do whatever I can to help, but one thing we haven't talked about is

forgiveness.

Forgive my parents?

That's a laugh.

Forgiveness frees you. It's for you as much as for them. They don't deserve it.

How can you ask Paulina for forgiveness if you aren't willing to forgive?

Don't. Think about your reconciliation with Maya and what that meant to you.

Imagine what it would mean to your father to hear that you forgive him.

Just like Dad.

I'm sorry, please.

A Chardonnay, please.

Um, just the Coke.

Thank you for accepting my invitation.

I should have reached out to you as soon as I learned of your existence.

I should have done the right thing instead of worrying about upsetting my

mother.

You didn't know about me before?

No.

I did know about your mother.

I'm sorry to hear that she passed away.

She died when I was nine.

The family who adopted me are very good.

Michael Wasserstein told me that Dad kept apprised of you for years.

He told me that Dad was aware of the family that adopted you and that he knew

you went to Princeton and Harvard.

Apparently, you were the topic of conversation between them over the

years.

If he was interested enough to discuss my life with his lawyer, why wasn't he

interested enough to pick up the phone?

Dad was the kind of man that made a decision and stuck to it.

I'm worried this conversation is upsetting you.

I'm here for answers.

I knew they were not going to be pleasant.

You haven't had it easy, have you?

Can you tell me anything about my mother?

She was one of the secretaries in my father's office.

She was young and pretty, full of life.

Very kind to me.

I liked her.

You know, right around the time you were born, my parents had a series of fights.

Years later, they separated briefly, reconciled.

I'm speculating, of course.

But I'm guessing that it had something to do with you.

What can you tell me about him?

I love Dad.

He was a pretty good father.

Even if he wasn't a very good husband.

He was handsome, charming, great sense of humor, very accomplished.

And a philanderer.

Lacey, this is upsetting for you too.

I'm sorry.

It was a shock when we found out we had a brother.

My sister Audrey still hasn't quite gotten over it yet.

And you?

I could stay angry at my father for cheating on my mother, and I could be...

angry at my mother for being so hard-hearted that she kept me apart from

my only brother.

Or I could choose to forgive and try to make things better.

I'm sorry my mother and your father were involved.

Knowing Dad as I did, I know...

That he cared for your mother and you.

I wish you'd had more time with him.

I would have shared him.

Don't the strangest sort of miracles come from the worst of circumstances?

Here we sit, after all these years.

I think God brought us together.

My wife tends to think like that.

She sees providence in everything.

I would agree with her.

What prompted you to write to Michael?

I want to know more about my parents' medical history.

Well, Dad died of a heart attack.

As for his parents, as far as I know, they died in old age of natural causes.

Do you know about them?

Not even their names.

Dad's birth name was Othniel Spiegel.

Our grandfather was Benjamin Spiegel, a professor. He taught romantic

literature.

Professor Benjamin Spiegel.

You know of him?

He was the leading American expert in German romanticism. I admire his writing

very much.

He was my grandfather.

Yes.

He was a rabbi before he left Germany.

And when he died...

Our grandmother Miriam founded a charitable organization in his name here

in New York.

We promote literacy in the New York public schools.

We also fund a lecture series at Columbia and at his former temple.

Since you're a professor of literature, it only seems fitting that you give the

lectures at Columbia one year.

That will be an honor.

Excellent.

I have been so rude, Gabriel.

Doing all the talking and not asking you anything about yourself, your wife.

I do hope I get to meet her.

I'd like that.

Her name is Julianne.

She's a graduate student at Harvard.

Do you have a picture?

Yes.

That train was Dad's favorite toy when he was a child.

I think his initials are scratched into the bottom of the engine.

Since it meant so much to him.

You must have meant a lot to him, too.

I can believe that.

Dad was a complicated man, but he wasn't cruel.

I want to believe that he loved you.

Julianne, I wish you wouldn't switch off your phone.

I need you to do something for me.

Can you please look at a train engine on my desk and see if there's anything

scratched at the bottom of it?

Call me when you get this message. I... I wish you were here.

Okay.

Gabriel? Are you getting my messages?

There are letters scratched into the bottom of the train and they say OS.

I'm going to work on my seminar paper in the library.

I love you.

I miss you.

So... What do you think of Giuseppe Pacciani of Florence?

Not much.

Why do you ask?

Graduate student.

He's made allegations against him.

You know her.

Christa Peterson?

Yes, I know her.

I heard the rumors about what happened in Toronto.

Christa started those rumors about you and Giulia.

She's one of the reasons why you're no longer there.

Julianne was admitted to Harvard, and we were getting married.

It's come to my attention that Krista is a troublemaker.

My faculty informed me that no one wants to sit on her examination committee.

They all worried about being slandered for harassment.

And their right to be worried. That was my thought as well.

If we put the personal issues aside, I can tell you that Krista's work for me

was mediocre.

She is a liability.

I doubt Pacione is blameless.

I've seen him in action.

There are reports that he beds his students, and this is why he's so eager

to leave Florence.

I don't want that in my department.

Enough of my troubles.

Let me take you to lunch.

Do you mind?

Julianne will be worried.

No, prego. I'll wait for you outside.

Thank you.

Rachel?

What's wrong?

I'm not ovulating.

Hello, this is Julia Emerson's voicemail. Please leave a message and

I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

Julianne, for God's sake, just answer the damn phone.

I'm sorry that was rude.

My phone's dead. I forgot the charge code at home.

I'm on my way to lunch to see my father's attorney.

I wish you were here.

I love you.

I'm so sorry.

I'm gonna have to start taking hormone injections.

I don't know why my body won't cooperate.

It's the one time I wanted to do something important and it fails me.

What does Aaron say?

He keeps telling me that everything's gonna work out.

I wish he would tell me he was pissed off and disappointed.

Rach, honey.

Jules, I gotta go.

I love you.

Don't give up hope.

That's all I have left.

You've reached Professor Gabriel Emerson.

Leave a message.

This is ridiculous!

What's the matter?

Gabriel! We haven't been able to speak since he left. All I get is voicemail.

He forgot his charge cord and his phone is dead.

I should have gone with him.

I'm sure he's all right.

Although it isn't like him to forget something.

He's usually so... fastidious.

That's a polite word for it.

Do you think... I think I could get a flight to New York tonight.

He's only been gone two days. Seems like forever.

These prices are fortune.

Think of it as an early Christmas gift.

He'll be glad you bought the ticket when he sees you.

I'll help you pack.

Um, surprise.

What are you doing here?

Delivering the charge accord.

You flew to New York to give me my phone cord?

I also brought the attachment.

I really miss that cord.

Did you miss the attachment?

Absolutely, Alice.

I'm very, very lonely for it.

I was worried we'd get missing each other.

We need a better form of communication.

Smoke signals, perhaps?

At this point, I'd accept passenger pigeon.

So... Now that you're here...

Kiss me and show me just how much you miss your phone cord.

You're my family.

All this searching, all this anxiety.

What I was looking for was right here.

I'm sorry I got lost in my head and shut you out.

You needed to find out more about your family.

It was part of your healing.

What I needed was you.

I needed you too, Gabriel.

Sleeping alone sucks.

When I met my sister, I recognized her eyes.

We have our father's eyes.

I'd love to meet her.

Kelly's wonderful.

She views my father in a very different light.

Why didn't he want us?

I think he wanted you.

Along with his other family.

He wanted to have it all and he couldn't.

I need you to take me shopping for something to wear.

Rebecca packed for me, so I have a carry-on full of lingerie.

Clearly she doesn't know you very well.

Why do you say that?

Because you slip naked.

Hello? I'm holding a flash drive.

Let me

speak to her and I'll call you back.

Is it dad?

Is it the baby?

Natalie had a flash drive of photos and videos.

She tried a fat exit to the Washington Post. What?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

Jack intercepted it.

He wants to know what he should do about it.

Destroy it!

Find all of the copies and destroy them, too!

He said he could destroy the ones involving you, but he could send the

rest.

I don't want revenge.

Why the hell not?

I've moved on.

I don't want to watch their lives implode and know that I'm responsible.

They're the ones responsible.

I don't understand why Natalie is doing this now.

Simon is marrying someone else.

I thought he would have kept her on the side.

But perhaps his father told him to cut her loose.

That wouldn't surprise me.

The election is next year.

I wish, Natalie.

Keep me out of this.

They don't deserve your mercy.

His fiancee does.

Whoever she is.

I wish I killed him.

You have.

How so?

You love me.

You're kind to me.

And you treat me with respect.

You've killed his memory Thank you

Call

your uncle

Hey, Dad.

We're leaving New York right now. We'll come straight there.

Bye.

We had the baby. Is he all right?

They had to do a procedure.

He's recovering.

Diane's with him.

He's beautiful.

I'm so happy for you.

Thomas Lamar Ritchell.

Seven pounds, ten ounces.

I must call him Tommy.

For now.

Then Tommy it is.

Love you too, Dad.

Bye.

How's the baby?

He'll be able to come home in January.

It must be hard on your dad and Diane.

Not to mention the hospital bills.

A guardian angel is taking care of what the insurance doesn't cover.

This evening,

would be incomplete if we didn't acknowledge the absence of our mother.

Grace's capacity for goodness and compassion knew no bounds.

She taught me what it is to love someone selflessly and absolutely.

To the memory of our mother, Grace.

What's the matter?

Damn it!

Julianne? I can't find my birth control pills.

I'm sure they're here somewhere.

When was the last time you saw them?

In Cambridge.

I should have started a new pack that Wednesday.

Did you?

I was on my way to see you. I was in such a hurry to get to the airport that

I forgot them.

I cannot believe that I have missed almost an entire month of pills and only

realize now I am such an idiot.

You're not an idiot.

You've had a lot on your mind.

I guess it's a good thing your surgery hasn't kicked in yet.

Are you sure?

Okay. Thank you.

My urologist office called.

Was it bad news?

I don't want you to panic.

Just spit it out.

They called to give me my test results, and there was an anomaly.

An anomaly?

The results were positive.

So you're...

But that's impossible.

It hasn't been three months yet. They repeated the test.

Apparently, the doctor would like to use my story as a... testimonial.

I'll get a pregnancy test.

Hello, Robert.

Natalie, we have to let you go.

Why? We're overstaffed.

This wouldn't have anything to do with my relationship with Simon, would it? Of

course not.

His business. Go fuck yourself.

You can tell the senator and his son to do the same thing.

They want to be rid of me, fine.

But this isn't over.

The campaign will provide you with a generous severance package.

Tell Simon he has 24 hours to call me.

If I don't hear from him, he's going to be sorry.

This is my fault. How is this your fault?

I know how anxious you were about getting pregnant.

I should have asked your body of pills. I'm... I failed you.

I'm the idiot who forgot her pills.

You aren't an idiot.

What are you doing?

Thought I might go for a drive.

Grab my head.

I'm going with you.

I need time to think.

Partners, remember?

Don't shout me out.

I have no idea what to say to you.

This is my darkest nightmare come true.

I don't know how to express what I'm feeling without hurting you.

I'm going to lose everything I have worked for because of this. You have no

idea how much that hurts.

What'd you think of a walk?

It's freezing.

We don't have to walk alone.

God is punishing me.

What are you talking about?

I wanted to graduate from Harvard and become a professor now.

God doesn't work that way. How do you know?

Because a young woman, wise beyond her years,

told me so.

And you believed her?

It's not a lie to me.

And when a broad-eyed angel speaks to you, you're best to listen.

I think your broad-eyed angel screwed up.

I don't mean to hurt you.

I know this isn't what you wanted.

I know the timing is terrible.

But I can't help it. I'm happy.

And I'm terrified.

I'll never be able to study for my exams and research my dissertation.

I'll speak to Rebecca and ask her to move in.

I can take a paternity leave.

Paternity leave?

Are you serious?

I'll do whatever it takes to guarantee you finish your program.

You've never looked after a baby.

I went to Princeton, Oxford, and Harvard.

I can certainly learn how to look after a baby.

Looking after a baby isn't like conquering the Ivy League.

I'll buy all the relevant books and study before the baby arrives.

You will be up to your elbows in diapers and trying to soothe a colicky tyrant by

reading Goodnight Moon over and over in English. I don't think Dante completed

his Italian translation of it.

Bring it on.

Why are you so determined to do this?

Because I love you and our child already.

I promise, I'm right here.

Don't push me away.

What if something goes wrong?

You taught me to hope.

You will finish your program.

And you will become a professor.

I swear to it.

Do you ever think about our first time?

So that's what you think about?

Our first time?

Um, don't you?

You broke up with me, remember?

Where are you going with this?

I just wondered if you ever thought of me.

That way.

Of course I do.

What do you, um, think about?

The way you smell.

The way you looked at me.

When... It's just that you don't look at me that way anymore.

And I understand why.

After you and I broke up and I started dating someone else... You didn't date

him for very long.

No.

He was nice enough, but... He wasn't nice like you.

You made me feel really special.

Even before you told me you loved me.

You are special.

Do you think we could pick up where we left off?

No.

I still have feelings for you, but we just... we can't just pick up where we

left off.

We're both... different people.

You don't seem that different.

I am.

Trust me.

Good riddance, Professor Pacciani.

Ah, Miss Peterson.

I need to speak with you.

Thank you for taking my advice about Professor Pacciani.

I noticed he didn't make the short list.

You have, uh, run into a problem.

What kind of problem?

You're supposed to choose three professors to sit on your oral

examination committee, but no one is willing to do so.

What does that mean?

It means we will be granting you a terminal MA as of May, and you will need

to apply elsewhere to pursue your studies.

You can't do that. According to the faculty, you're not performing

satisfactorily. This is outrageous.

I've completed all of my assignments. I'm getting decent grades.

No one has given me any critical feedback.

You can't just kick me out of the program on a whim.

We don't have whims.

We have standards.

Well, I'll go to the professors and plead my case.

At this point, they have already placed a letter in your permanent file.

If you go to them after the fact...

They view that as harassment.

That's ridiculous.

I'm not going to harass them. Be that as it may, I can't let you speak to them.

It's too late for me to apply to other programs.

This will ruin me. Many programs accept applications until March.

My assistant can help you locate those programs.

Perhaps consider returning to Canada.

But I want to stay here. Professor Martin... Professor Martin is not the

chair here.

I am.

Well, there must be something I can do.

You can appeal it to the dean, but university regulation prevent her from

demanding faculty serve on specific examination committees.

I wish you good luck.

Be careful, Christina.

You don't want Professor Picton as an enemy.

Look, Gabriel.

They still fit.

That's great.

We should start shopping for modernity clothes.

I don't want to spend our first wedding anniversary shopping.

Why don't you start with a slice of dry toast?

You must love me.

I seem to recall you looking after me once when I was sick.

And that was before you loved me.

I always loved you.

We made this little one together.

You are going to scare me off with body fluids.

I'll remember that when my water breaks.

What's the matter?

I'm behind in the reading for all of my classes.

I should have started the revisions on my lecture, but I haven't had time and I

am so tired.

You cannot do anything more tonight.

Come to bed.

I can come with you to the library and help you with the research.

You'd do that?

Of course.

You looked after me when I came home from the hospital.

That's probably when you felt behind.

Let me help you.

But first...

You're pregnant.

I'd estimate the due date will be September 6th. And my fibroids?

We'll monitor them.

You'll need to modify your diet and take prenatal supplements.

Oh, and it's best to avoid oral sex.

Come again?

No male-on-female oral sex during pregnancy.

That's ridiculous.

I advise all of my patients not to engage in that kind of oral sex.

No caffeine, no raw milk products, no brie or camembert, no alcohol, no

shellfish, no sushi, and certainly no oral sex.

One might as well say no pleasure.

What the hell is left?

What the hell is left?

It says right here that cunnilingus during pregnancy is fine so long as air

doesn't enter the vagina.

Happy anniversary,

Mrs. Emerson.

Happy anniversary, Mr. Emerson.

Thank you for putting up with me.

I wouldn't say it's a hardship.

We have our ups and downs like any couple.

Let's try to make sure that our ups are greater than our downs.

Are you scared?

Terrified.

Then why are you smiling?

Because a part of me is growing inside you.

In a few months, we'll have a family.

We were dear family.

I nearly fell asleep at one of my seminars this week.

There's no time for naps before, so I'm going to have to start to go to bed

early. Which means we need to have sex right after dinner.

So it begins.

Don't start with me!

I hope it's a girl.

A little brown-eyed angel like you.

I don't want to call the baby it.

I know some people do that because they don't know the gender, but I don't like

calling a baby it.

I love it when you talk about grammar.

It's sexy.

Are you going to call her her or the baby?

I think we're having a boy.

So for now, we'll just have to call him Ralph.

Ralph?

Why Ralph?

It's a good old purpose nickname.

I really need to have sex right now.

Do with me as you will.

Do you need an invitation?

I could spend the rest of my life inside you and die happy.

I think it's high time you two bury the hatchet.

For what it's worth, I'm sorry.

We owe you with that.

I won't forget it.

This isn't the time or the place.

Perhaps we can talk in the hall.

Come on, Jeremy. We were friends for years.

I'm trying to apologize.

All right.

Ladies, excuse me.

That went well.

If the two returned without having spilt any blood, I'll agree with you.

So we watched through the door.

You stabbed me and the entire department in the back. That wasn't my intention.

I fell in love.

I will admit your marriage to Julia has improved my opinion of you.

Bygones.

Coffee, Catherine?

I'll make it, darling. You rest.

Cream, no sugar, correct?

Sweetheart. None for me.

You're expecting.

What?

Well, you aren't drinking.

You declined coffee.

Your husband's hovering over you as if you're made of china.

You can't fool me.

We aren't telling anyone until I'm in my second trimester.

Well, it might be good for you to postpone telling your department until

the last possible moment.

I'm afraid Cecilia will drop me as a student.

Nonsense. You're entitled to a maternity leave like everyone else. I'm not asking

for one. Are you mad?

You won't be able to do justice to your department or your newborn if you don't

take maternity leave.

Won't the department frown on it?

Some old fossils might.

You mustn't let misogynists drive you into an impossible situation.

I'd have a mind to accept Greg Matthews' offer to join his department.

just to ensure that they don't.

You'd consider that?

I'm ready to leave Toronto.

All Souls is eager to have me join them in Oxford on a permanent basis.

But the truth is, there are very few fellows there I can tolerate.

It would be wonderful to have you at Harvard.

But this is where everything's happening.

Greg Matthews has promised me that he will pack my library personally.

And I'd like to accept his offer.

just so I can watch him unpack my books.

I hope that you'd let me be the eccentric godmother who feeds

your child everything he should have.

I'd like nothing more.

What's going on?

Well, I've just accepted a distinguished appointment to be your child's

godmother.

So, what can I do for you?

Um, I'm going to have a baby.

Congratulations.

This is good news, right?

Yes, it's good news.

I'm due in September, right at the beginning of the semester.

Then you take your maternity leave and return next year.

I don't want to fall behind in my program, so I'm not taking a maternity

leave.

In your third year, you would be teaching in the fall, take your

linguistics course, plus another class.

Then you would write your exams in the winter. This is too much.

I didn't realize that.

Take maternity leave.

You will be behind a year, but you will catch up when you're writing your

dissertation.

Gabriel was going to take leave, so I wouldn't have to.

Gabriele.

Con un bambino.

It is not realistic for you to think you can have a baby and return it to class

the next day.

If you want, I can give you a reading list for your dissertation prospectus,

and you can work on that while you're on leave.

There's one more thing.

You're what?

I'm pregnant.

I thought you were going to wait.

The news was unexpected, but not unwelcome.

That is great news.

When are you doing September this calls for cigars?

I'm very proud of both of you Congratulations,

bro Rach

I'm so happy for you

We should give him a minute.

Was it an accident?

Gabriel doesn't want us using the word accident. He doesn't want the baby

growing up thinking he wasn't wanted.

Of course not. I didn't even think of it that way. I'm sorry.

We were planning on waiting.

Well, it must be a shock for you. Are you all right?

I was upset in the beginning.

But Gabriel's been great.

He's really excited, and his enthusiasm's infectious.

We're even talking about moving here for part of the year after the baby's born.

Dad would love that.

And you and Diane will be able to commiserate about motherhood.

I know that you and Aaron have been trying, and I feel so... Don't.

I'm happy for you.

I'm gonna be the best damn aunt I can be.

It's so unfair.

You don't want this to come between you and Julia.

No, I won't, but...

I'm not okay.

Maybe we should just relax for a while.

Take a break.

Take a break?

Stop the fertility treatments, just for a little while.

No, we're supposed to be on the treatments for a year. We can't stop

now. Yes, we can. We can talk to the doctor when we get back to Philadelphia.

What if this is it?

What if we can't? Then we'll start looking at other options.

We need to take care of each other.

I'm not taking care of you if I let you continue like this.

I thought this was important to you.

You.

Your father was proud of us for having a baby.

I don't think anyone's ever told me they're proud of me for having sex.

Do you think they make t-shirts for grandfathers who express those

sentiments?

Where did you come up with this stuff?

Uncle Jack seemed happy when I told him.

But he was acting weird.

Do you think there's something up with Simon and Natalie?

If something were in the works, he would have told us about it.

You're right.

It's over now.

Simon is getting married, and Jack said Natalie moved to California.

Further away.

Come in.

Have you seen these?

These are just the copies.

You know I got them?

Senator Hudson.

Someone sent the originals to your fiance.

April saw them?

Do you have any idea what this means to my campaign?

We're lucky the Hudsons have no interest in blackmail.

The wedding's off.

They're making an announcement tomorrow.

Look, Dad, I can explain.

Let me talk to April. It isn't what she thinks. Don't!

Robert recognized the girl in the pictures. She was a high school student

who interned in my office.

Do you understand the damage you've done? I mean, how could you be so

stupid? I wasn't fucking around on April.

I love her. You love her? You had a red-headed whore on the side. I broke

things off with Natalie.

I'm telling you, April's different.

Well, she doesn't want anything to do with you. I mean, who can blame her?

I can fix it. You're told for once. You never listen. You give orders, you talk,

but you never fucking listen.

So fuck you, and fuck your campaign.

The only thing I've ever cared about is her.

And I'm not gonna lose her.

Please, April, it's not what you think.

April!

Talk to me!

I think 75% of your body mass and the babies is composed of spring rolls.

Shh. Spring roll will hear you.

No more Ralph?

Mm. Mm.

Mm-hmm.

Mm.

Spring roll is a boy.

No.

Trust me, I know women.

Your baby's developing well.

Everything looks good.

Congrats. You're having a girl.

I told you.

Let me know if you need anything.

Thank you.

I don't think I can do this.

Just us.

I feel like a cow.

You're not a cow.

You're pregnant.

And beautiful.

Pick something you think is pretty and try it.

It's a little tight.

It's supposed to be tight.

Come out where I can see you.

It fits you like a glove.

Just think how I'll make you feel when I remove it.

It's getting hot in here.

Hi, Professor Norris.

I'm only an assistant professor.

I wondered if you might need some help.

There's not much to do. I'm just arranging my books.

Okay. Well, I didn't mean to bother you. I'll let you get back to work.

Oh, wait, wait, wait.

It's good to see you.

It's good to be seen.

You're gone for, like, two weeks.

My sister needed help with her kids.

I missed you.

I missed you too.

A lot.

Roses.

What?

Our first time together, your skin smelled of roses.

I didn't think you'd remember.

How could I forget?

Every time I smell roses, I think of you.

Would you wear roses again?

For me?

Only if you're serious.

Darling, are you all right?

Call the hospital.

I'm in labor.

Yes, yes, hello.

My wife's in labor.

Has your water broken? Nope. Your hardwood floors are safe.

Very funny. They want to know if you're in active labor. I think so.

Their contractions are painful and regular.

How far apart are they? Six minutes.

Six minutes.

Okay.

The nurse said to bring you in. Are you ready?

Let's go.

You can't go like that.

I don't have time to shave. Let's go. Look at yourself.

What?

Damn it.

Give me a pen.

Scott, will we please? There's Christmas presents coming with us to the hospital.

If there is a power outage, we'll be able to find you.

You just have to drop your pants.

You're the soul of comedy, Mrs. Emerson.

It's my favorite room in the whole world.

He's waiting for Arlie in the spring room.

The baby's head is in a transverse position.

What does that mean?

The baby's sideways, but I'm sure she'll decide to turn in time.

Sideways? Get a pen and illustrate what that is exactly.

Here, Mr. Emerson. Why not help out with your wife's contractions?

I'll show you how to put them on.

Spring world is almost here.

I didn't think anything would be more demanding than that program at Harvard.

I was wrong.

I'll do whatever it takes to make it up to you.

Having a child with you is a hardship.

Except for the pain.

Yeah, let's get that antibiotic into her right away.

What's wrong?

Julia has a bit of a fever, but nothing to worry about.

Julia, your water has yet to break, so I'm gonna do it for you.

You may

feel a little discomfort.

Okay, Julia, time to push.

You can do this, darling.

You're doing great.

One more.

Ah, the baby is situated too high for the forceps to reach. What's happening?

It means we have to do an emergency C-section. We have to do it right away.

Okay. It's fine with me.

Are you sure?

There aren't any other options, Mr. Emerson. I can't deliver this baby in

the position she's in. It's Professor Emerson.

Relax, sweetie.

We're gonna be fine.

No.

We need to get you into scrubs.

I'm not leaving my wife's side.

You can't be in the operating room without them. I don't regret this.

What don't you regret, honey? Getting pregnant.

After this is over, we'll be a family forever.

I'll see you in a few minutes. You stay strong.

It's going to be all right.

I can feel you pinching the skin.

We have to put her out.

Give her something else. I can't give her anymore. She's had an epidural and a

tapa.

I do this all the time. Try to relax.

It's all going to be all right. I'll be right here.

Damn it.

What's wrong? Get the husband out of here.

What's happening? Get the surgeon on call down here, stat. What's going on?

Tell me.

She'll be all right. Someone will be right out to speak to you soon, Mr.

Emerson. Just stay calm.

I'd say there is no other way I tilled the sorrows of stone

I did not believe because I could not see

Though you came to me in the night When the

dawn seemed forever lost You showed me your love in the light of the stars

Castor

Come back!

I have to go get her. I have lost her. You haven't lost her. I have to go and

get her.

No!

No!

Two emergency C-sections.

I can't believe we lost one.

I'm Angie.

Would you like to meet your daughter?

Sorry you were sitting there so long.

Someone should have brought you to her, but things have been busy and we just

had a shift change.

Leave these clay feet wings to fly To touch the face of the stars

Breathe life into this feeble heart

Lift this mortal veil of fear Take

these crumbled hopes, etched with tears The rise above these earthly cares

She has hair.

She is 9 pounds and 19 inches long.

Hello, spring roll.

I'm your daddy.

Waiting a long time to meet you.

I love you so much.

Why don't you sit down and I'll go find the doctor.

I don't regret this.

After this is over, we'll be a family.

Forever.

I'm sorry I truly had to have failed you.

Professor Emerson.

I'm so sorry about what happened. We had several emergencies all at once and I

couldn't get away.

Can I see her?

I just need to explain. Can I see her?

Are you all right?

Please sit.

We had to give her a transfusion.

I encountered a fibroid during surgery and it bled quite a bit.

We had to do a surgical repair, which is why it took so long.

Fibroids mm-hmm.

He was attached to the uterus right at the place where we made the incision We

stopped the bleeding your wife's gonna be fine It doesn't appear to be any

permanent damage Congratulations,

I Thought she was dead What

no one told me

if she was dead, I thought.

I'm so sorry. Someone should have explained what was happening.

Julianne?

Sweetheart, can you hear me?

It'll take a while for her to come around.

I'll check on her tomorrow during my rounds.

Darling.

Meet your daughter.

She's beautiful.

She is here.

She's beautiful.

Pretty like her mama.

She has your face.

I'm not sure she looks like either one of us.

Except that she seems to have my eye color.

We should talk about what we want to call her.

Her grandfathers wouldn't be impressed with the name Spring Roll.

We talked about Claire.

I like Claire.

But since we prayed at St. Francis' crypt,

perhaps we should call her Frances.

St. Claire was Frances' friend.

We could call her Claire and make Grace her middle name.

Claire, Grace, Hope, Emerson.

It's perfect.

She is perfect.

You sweet, sweet girls.

I didn't know it was possible to love someone other than you so much.

I didn't know that either.

I was just...

About to disagree with some pole and what was his response?

I told them that... charity isn't the greatest virtue.

It's hope.

I discovered charity with... Richard and Grace and... and you.

I also discovered faith when I went to Assisi, but... without hope.

I would have taken my life without

divine intervention in the form of a teenage girl in a

Pennsylvania orchard.

I'd be in hell and not sitting at your side holding our daughter.

Gabriel.

Charity is a great virtue.

And so is faith.

But hope... means the most to me.

This is hope.

This is the culmination of all my hopes, Gabriel.

This is my happy ending.

Now my blessedness appears.

Miss Mitchell, see me in my office after class.

I found my hope when I found you Every starless night seemed to fade

from view Was that sunlight in the night sky?

This heart is all I have to give And it's yours to hold

I can promise there's no mistaking

This is sacred.

Now your blessing disappears.

Every minute, every hour has come to this.

On angel wings, we touch the sky.

Never loved like this.

Now your blessing disappears.