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Previously on All Saints...

I found James.

Lana, that can't be James. James died.

But I knew I'd find him in heaven, and I did.

Lana, you're at All Saints Hospital, and this is the maternity ward.

Lana! MAN: Lana, no!

Good morning.

Vincent, you have to eat up. You've hardly touched anything.

Don't nag, Charlotte. I'll give you nagging.

Good nutrition's important after major surgery.

For God's sake, Charlotte, will you give it a rest?

Okay. Honey, have you seen my bag?

Ah, under the coffee table.

Bugger, I'm late.

Alright, I have to go. You take care of you, okay.

He's a bit of a grouch this morning, isn't he?

Just imagine what he's going through.

Gotta go. I love you.

See you at lunchtime. Don't be late. I'll be there.

See you. See you.

Sorry about that - equipment around here has a way of sprouting legs.

Jessica, that's a Jew name.

You're temp's normal.

If you can undo your shirt for me I'll see if I can isolate the pain.

Something wrong? It'd be best if you lie down flat.

This scar? Appendix.

Right, well, we can rule that out, then.

You know, the Jews deserved to be exterminated.

Does that hurt?

World would be a better place without them.

How about here? (gasps)

Maybe someone should exterminate you.

You can get dressed now, Mr Brandt.

Hi, Jess.

When you're done, can you come... Yeah, I'll be right there.

If you'd like to take a seat in the waiting room now.

THEME MUSIC

SIREN WAILS

I definitely gave them to you. They're there somewhere, darl.

I knew I shouldn't have given the bloody things to you.

They're not lost, I had them when we came in.

Lana?

Sister Sullivan, how are you? Well. How are you?

Doing very well, thanks to you.

This is our Ruby Jane. Due in three weeks and counting.

That's wonderful.

Wonderful would be finding the car keys.

Hugh, you remember Terri Sullivan. Yeah.

They could be in the bag.

So, what have you done to yourself?

So stupid. I was making breakfast and cut myself.

The nurse said it is pretty deep, might need some stitches.

Not that anyone around here seems to give a toss!

We've been waiting for ages.

Hey, how long have your ankles been swollen like that?

They've been a bit puffy for weeks. They just seem a bit worse recently.

It is the stress, you know? There's so much to prepare for.

You getting many headaches? A little bit.

I don't want to alarm you, but at this stage of pregnancy...

What don't you keep in here?

Can I take your blood pressure? No, I've got things to do.

If you could just take her to Maternity...

She's not here for maternity. She's got a cut bloody hand.

They're busy, darl. Come on. We're going.

Okay, well, if you can take her via Maternity, Hugh?

Yeah, thanks for telling us where to go. Now, I'm doing the same.

I'll be fine, really. Don't worry.

You can't force him to stay.

I know I can't, but history could be repeating itself.

When we first met Lana

she had postnatal depression after having a stillborn.

Jumped off the second floor balcony.

She was so lucky to survive that, and now she's pregnant again.

Well, there you go, happy ending.

If she's got a good GP, she'll be fine.

Yeah, with a different husband.

What's this, comrades - a stop-work meeting?

Frank, the nurses were discussing a patient.

Really? Yes.

Sullivan, come for a walk.

What's on your mind, Frank?

How do you find Nelson?

He's terrific. He's...

Exactly.

But you and I,

we're more on the same wavelength, don't you think?

More simpatico. What are you trying to say?

That I might actually be of some use around here?

Let's just say I've found,

completely bloody unexpectedly, mind you,

and despite all the crap you spout, a sharp mind at work there.

And, yes, you do make a difference around the place.

Listen, we've got a budget meeting coming up.

I thought we might get together and talk about it,

because I understand that, unlike Nelson,

you've got a talent for creative accounting.

Whatever you're taking, Frank, keep taking it.

(chuckles)

Nobody talks to me like that.

Dr Yu, what's the matter? Ask him.

That guy is a great doctor. He was trying to help you.

Yeah, right. What's going on?

I was just relaying to Mr Brandt here -

this isn't a private hospital.

You can't chose who you get seen by.

Listen faggot, it's my body, it's my rights.

No slopes, darkies or kikes.

That's enough, mate.

Those comments won't be tolerated here.

Okay, what have we got?

Now you're a bit more like it. Name's Ray.

Non-specific abdo and loin pain.

Boss reckons I could be a health risk. Insisted I came in here.

I'm a meat packer.

Alright, have we taken bloods? Haven't got that far yet.

Yeah, well, I didn't want no chink to give me SARS now, did I?

Alright, Dan here will be taking some samples.

Great. AIDS instead.

I'll be wearing these. Pink's prettier but they cost more.

You're a smart arse.

How about you show me where the pain is?

Thanks for the warning, Jess.

Ray Brandt. Abdo pain. The guy's nuts.

Didn't you notice?

He's a bit unpleasant but that's about all.

I can think of other words for him.

They guy's pumping out bile by the litre.

Well, get used to it, kiddo. It happens around here all the time.

Get used to it, kiddo?

Yeah, toughen up. They're only words.

You can't let every person with a social problem get to you.

Yeah, point is, Jess,

you should have noted his attitude on his triage form.

You know, this blank sheet here. Initial assessment.

Do you think he's dangerous? Brandt? Who knows.

Um, do you actually want something? Yeah, patient labels.

Mr Price. Your next patient.

No breaks until we finish restocking.

Come on, just a quick pit stop.

No, you know how much I hate it when people don't stock properly.

Gee, can I marry you? Get in the queue, pal.

"What does not destroy me, makes me stronger."

Friedrich Nietzsche, German philosopher.

Ray, can we focus on the problem?

I'd rather focus on you.

The pain. On a scale of one to 10.

(moans softly)

How about here - is it tender? Ugh!

I'll take that as a 'yes'.

How much blood do you need? I will want full bloods.

Hey, hey, you don't need all this stuff.

It's a waste of time. The pain will pass.

And how do you figure that?

Look at this body.

I'm a perfect specimen. I'm never sick.

If it was perfect, you wouldn't be here.

Do you want him nil by mouth?

Yeah, and do a UA, MSU and test and strain his urine.

Should we test for STDs?

No need.

So, you're not sexually active?

I didn't say that. I just always wear protection.

Saving my seed for someone pure.

You ever heard of the Eugenics Society?

I'm going to write up some analgesia and IV fluids.

Let me know when Mr Brandt's bloods are back

and I'll call radiology and book an IVP and KUB.

You look pure.

I suggest that you keep your personal views to yourself.

I think you hurt his feelings. Oh.

Hey, shouldn't we do a psych review?

We have to sort out his medical first, besides he's not...

He's not an immediate physical threat to himself or others.

Beaumont! I though we were imagining you.

Yeah, good morning to you too, Frank.

What's so bloody good about it?

Maybe there is a place for eugenics.

Dan? Mr Adams chest pain?

He's already gone to Coronary Care.

Yeah, I know. They just called. They don't have his obs chart.

Damn. Is that it?

Yeah.

I'll get it then shall I? Thanks.

Jessica.

I can smell your fear.

(breathes heavily)

Can I get you anything?

Do you want the TV on? Nah.

Listen, Addy, I hope I'm not in the way.

No, not at all.

You got a job interview?

Um, fertility clinic.

So you're going along with Charlotte's baby plans?

You're actually keen on all that?

Um...Charlotte wants a baby.

I'm there for moral support.

You make it sound like you're buying a new car.

Ah, what's your point?

No point. It's none of my business.

Okay, um...

..help yourself to anything.

Plenty of food in the fridge.

See ya.

Everything alright?

Yeah, must have been something I ate.

Well, there's a whole new bunch of walk-ins out there.

Regina's in a bit of a tizz.

Sure. Tell her I'll be right out.

Oh, and something about an obs chart. I'm onto it.

Good, good.

Move!

It's moved down here. Come on, Mr Brandt...

Don't push me around, alright? I'm trying to help you.

It helps to keep moving, okay?

What are you lot gawking at?

Mr Brandt, I will not have you disturbing others.

Who gives a shit about a bunch of scum.

You're in pain so I'll give you the benefit of the doubt

but if you keep it up, I'll call security.

Yeah, alright. Now, back to bed, please, Ray.

Is he able to have pain relief?

Yeah. Charlotte's got him on a PRN morphine, 2.5 milligrams.

Bloody hurts!

Better give him a dose.

Sooner this guy's someone else's problem, the better.

I can't do anything without a confirmed diagnosis.

He's passing a stone, he has to be.

Can't tell yet.

Just because it isn't showing?

Is he settled? For now.

Get onto radiology. Tell them his IVP is urgent.

Once I'm back from my break, the results should be back

and I'll deal with it then.

What's the problem?

Waiting on an IVP and a possible CT contrast.

We get a positive from that, we can get a urology review,

then see if they want to admit him to the ward.

That'll make us popular.

We'll recommend he's given a single room.

What will we do in the meantime?

Nelson, has psych history from St Angela's after an arrest for assault

and his real name is Bradman.

Man, that guy's full of it.

Okay, we'll put him in the fishbowl.

Will you make sure no one riles him up?

Excuse me, mate.

Ambulance service coming through.

Excuse me. Ambulance service coming through!

Can you all stand aside, please. Thank you. Excuse me.

Nigel Macpherson, off-duty ambo.

Mate, I've already done a head-to-toes.

She doesn't seem to have damaged herself when she collapsed.

Lana Dawson, 37 weeks pregnant.

Patient suffered a seizure which was witnessed by her husband -

estimated duration about 60 seconds.

She just needs some sleep.

18 gauge cannula inserted in the left cubital fossa,

flushed with five mils normal saline.

She didn't get any sleep. This is Mr Dawson.

Lana? Lana, can you hear me?

This ever happened before, Mr Dawson? No, never.

Where am I?

It's okay, Lana, we're ambulance officers.

The baby.

It'll be okay. Just try and relax for me, okay?

Do you usually carry service issue gear around with you?

What's he done now? Has he stuffed up?

Nobody stuffed up, sir.

Today's been a bloody disaster!

Sir, can you step aside, please? My wife...

Mr Dawson, you're in the way.

Mr Dawson, hey...

Is this your first child, Mr Dawson?

Yes, yes. BP's 170 over 110.

Hope you're prepared for some sleepless nights.

Yeah, comes with the territory. Course it does. What about a name?

You found one yet or is it a bit like World War III?

No, no, she's Ruby Jane already.

He's a smooth operator.

She'll be fine, mate.

(quietly) I've got an appointment...to give sperm.

You need the urology clinic.

It's on level four.

MAN:Great.

Is that idiot there already? Keep him busy, will ya?

I'm about 10 minutes away.

At the cum bank.

Mate, mine's so good they bottle it.

Not what I heard, mate. Hey, gotta go, mate, blow my load.

Right, let's start by getting down some background information.

Before we do that, do you mind if I ask some questions about the donors?

We keep a database - hair and eye colour, height, complexion, age.

I was thinking more about their personal profiles.

What kind of people they are.

Dr Beaumont - it is doctor, isn't it?

Yes.

The primary objective of the program

is to enhance the probability of conception.

The donor process is anonymous.

I understand that

but one of them will still be the father of my child.

If you qualify for the program.

Uh, is there a psych assessment for donors?

Charlotte...

I think, that's a reasonable question.

What exactly is it you're concerned about? Is there something specific?

Not really...

Do you think a psychiatric history should rule a donor out?

Um, maybe.

And what about all the great artists, composers,

who were eccentric, to put it mildly?

Should we exclude them from being donors?

This isn't selective breeding, Dr Beaumont.

Possible eclampsic fits times two.

The second one lasted about 70 seconds.

GCS of 10, BP's 170 on 110.

She's been cannulated.

It's Lana Dawson.

Von, can you get Frank for me, please?

Hey, Lana, it's Terri.

On three - one, two, three.

Lana?

Hello, can you hear me? You're in All Saints Hospital.

What have we got, Jack? Lana Dawson.

Possible eclampsic seizure times two, 37 weeks gestation, GCS 10.

Von, get obstetrics in now

and warn theatre we've probably got an emergency caesar.

Lana, it's Terri.

Did you get that guy's name? Who?

The off-duty hero.

Nigel something, wasn't it?

I need it for the report.

Get another line in, do full bloods and an urgent U/A for protein.

Yep.

What's the blood pressure? 160 over 100, pulse 85.

Draw up two grams IV magnesium as a stat dose,

start an infusion of three grams per hour.

Want me to organise a CTG for the baby?

Straight away.

This is your fault. Hugh...

You wouldn't help us earlier.

Lana's husband. That's not true.

If anything happens to her, I'm blaming you.

Why don't I show you where the relatives room is?

Once your wife's stabilised, we'll get you.

Should have seen a doctor the first time!

Just put "off-duty ambo" and leave it at that.

No, I want to get his name. He broke protocol.

Why are you so down on him?

Do I have to repeat myself? He broke protocol.

So what are you going to write in your report, then?

Exactly what happened.

And land him in it?

I don't know, that's his problem.

Are you sure you're not down on him

because he was so efficient at the scene?

What?

Well, he'd already done a head-to-toes,

assessed and cannulated the patient all before we'd even gotten there.

Obviously he didn't notice the patient's husband.

The one you were aggravating?

The one that he distracted before it turned into a brawl. That one?

No, I'm talking about the one who wanted someone to blame.

Do you want that to be us?

Plus he had standard issue equipment for his own use.

Hardly - it was an emergency.

Where do you think he gets the gear? Out of an ambulance.

Which means he doesn't restock properly,

which means he takes the stuff home.

You don't know that.

You're just sticking up for him because you think he's hot.

Actually, now that you mention it, he is pretty damn hot.

Okay, so how's it looking?

Well, she's eclampsic, but baby's heartbeat is strong.

Uh, we'll need to do an urgent Caesarean...

Hear that, Lana? Ruby Jane is doing just fine.

Prep her for theatre, I'll go and scrub

and if there's any change, let me know, okay?

Lana, we're taking you to theatre soon.

How's it going in here? Still hypertensive, 160 over 100.

Obstetrician been?

Yup, she's going to do an urgent section.

Good. The sooner this bub's out, the better.

Hello, Lana.

Dr Campion, Lana.

You're doing very well. Where's Hugh?

It's okay, he's nearby. I'll let him know what's happening.

Might be an idea to put the infusion rate up to four grams.

I already have, mate.

Sorry. I've got a vomiter in the waiting room.

Can you possibly free up a bed? For you, Jess, anything.

Thanks.

Reg? Have you seen our friend Mr Brandt...Bradman...?

Bradman? Yeah, he was in there a minute ago.

He can't stay in his bed.

He's trying to walk off his pain. He could be anywhere.

Why did you send her home? I didn't.

Then why did the husband accuse you?

Have you got a twin? What?

Frank, she was triaged before this shift started, okay,

for a non-pregnancy.

Okay, look. I've nursed Lana before. Her husband is very difficult.

He refused to let me treat her

for anything other than the cut on her hand.

Alright, fine, fine, fine.

I understand. You're emotionally involved.

Need help here now.

Another seizure.

How long has she been fitting? 20 seconds.

Get midazolam, 10mg.

Not you Terri, you go fix someone else.

DOOR CLOSES What are you doing, Ray?

You hate me, don't you?

No, I don't feel anything for you.

You think you're superior to me.

Look, I'm not interested in discussing anything with you.

Now, please, move aside.

Instead of putting on this act, just admit it.

That you're inferior.

Okay, Ray, open the door now.

Show me some respect first.

What's going on in here?

Just talking. Call security.

Sux and Vec given.

Crichoid pressure.

Damn it, come on!

Want some suction? No, no, no. I'm on it.

Okay, I'm in.

Bilateral air entry is...okay.

Alright, let's get this girl ready for theatre.

Bradycardia...increasing.

MACHINE BEEPS

Shit. No output?

Get me RGT now. VON: Yup.

Commencing CPR.

And get a surgical pack and a delivery pack ready.

MACHINE CONTINUES TO BEEP

We'll have to do a slash and grab.

If we don't get the baby out now, we might lose both of them.

Alright, is that comfortable? Yes.

How's she going?

She's arrested, we're doing the Caesarean here.

Alright. You can go now. Yes.

Okay, nearly through.

This baby will be flat.

Everybody ready to do a double resus?

MACHINE BEEPS

The compressions aren't effective. I'm going to open the chest...

..and commence internal cardiac massage.

The uterus is so inflamed.

That'll be the eclampsia. Why didn't she present earlier?

MACHINE CONTINUES TO BEEP

Thanks, Jack.

Opening the chest.

Okay. Okay.

Can you try a little more? That's it.

Okay.

Come on. Come on.

Got her. The baby's out.

Come on little one. Breathe up.

Commencing cardiac massage. Stop infusions.

There we go.

(baby begins to cry)

Hello, Ruby Jane.

Adrenaline, one milligram and keep it coming every two minutes.

Stopping cardiac massage. We got an output?

Nope.

MACHINE FLATLINES Resuming cardiac massage.

BEEPING RECOMMENCES We shouldn't have let her go home.

I think maybe you should leave, Sister Sullivan.

I'm not going anywhere, Frank.

I don't understand why you didn't call out for help.

Because I wanted to control the situation myself.

I didn't want him to have the satisfaction

of knowing he was freaking me out.

It didn't quite work.

You know, I thought I was getting there.

I've been going to therapy and doing self-defence classes,

even taking Emergency Essence.

What the hell is Emergency Essence?

It's herbal. It comes in little bottles.

ED's not he best place to get over something like a shooting.

Have you ever considered transferring...

No! No way. I'm not running away. I'm going to beat this.

The only good thing that comes in little bottles is alcoholic.

GROANING

Got Mrs Ellsworth's medication. Is she alright to go?

Yep.

GROANING

That which doesn't destroy you...

You ever passed a kidney stone?

Can't say I have.

Closest a guy'll ever get to the pain of childbirth apparently.

Uh-hmm. I better check on him.

Hang on, look at Ray's U/A results.

His cystine levels are through the roof.

So? He's passing a stone.

Yeah but his levels shouldn't be that high.

How old is he? Mid-20s.

Right, start him on a 24-hour urine collection

and get this urgent request off to the lab.

(sighs) Perfect body.

(groans)

How'd it go?

You'll be pleased to know that Charlotte pulled the pin.

Really?

Oh, come on, Vincent. You obviously didn't approve of the whole thing.

When did I say that?

This morning. In not so many words.

No, I was simply asking how you felt about it.

Okay, straight up - do you approve or not?

Well, I can understand Charlotte

not wanting to go down the anonymous donor road.

Really? Why?

Where's all this hostility coming from?

Ha! I'm hostile?

I know you're sick and everything

but Charlotte obviously annoys the hell out of you

so why are you even here?

You act like an old married couple.

Our marriage ended years ago.

Did it?

MACHINE BEEPS

This is hopeless.

Adrenaline, one milligram in.

MACHINE CONTINUES TO BEEP

Stopping massage. MACHINE FLATLINES

Output? No output.

Pupils? Dilated.

That could be the adrenaline.

I think we're fast approaching...

She has a newborn baby, Frank.

We can't go on indefinitely...

Just one more shot, Frank. Just give her one more shot.

Adrenaline, one milligram.

Adrenaline, one milligram, in.

Okay, come on, Lana.

You've got a beautiful little baby girl. She's waiting to see you.

MACHINE CONTINUES TO FLATLINE

You can do this, you can do this. You're a strong girl.

Come on. You wake up for us.

(softly) Come on, Lana, wake up for us.

I'm sorry, Terri, I've got to call it.

Time of death...

MACHINE BEEPS

God.

You feeling better since you passed that kidney stone?

No, I feel like shit.

Well, I'm sorry to tell you

but you'll probably have to go through

all that again on a regular basis.

You've got to be joking me.

We ran some tests on your last urine sample

and, in addition to excess cystine levels,

you also have high amounts of amino acids.

So?

Your body's failing to re-absorb them

causing the formation of kidney stones.

It's called cystinuria.

It's hereditary.

I get it.

It's the truth, I'm afraid.

Cystinuria is an inherited metabolic disorder thought to be connected with

a genetic mutation of the chromosome 2P...

I do not have a genetic mutation.

Ray, research also suggests a possible link between cystinuria

and increased incidences of psychiatric disturbance.

You want to get back at me for what I said before.

Your tendency toward uncontrolled aggression

could be part of a bigger medical picture.

It's something that needs to be reviewed by a specialist.

What's happening with Ray? He's insisting on going.

And his psych forms, we're just going to ignore them, are we?

I have written him a referral.

Pity we can't lock him up.

PHONE RINGS

Emergency department.

She's right here. Charlotte, Addy.

Hi, is everything alright?

What?!

What happened?

(sighs) Where is he now?

Okay, not now. Talk soon, okay.

Shit.

Uh, Charlotte? Ray.

Here is a script. Just make sure your fluid intake is high.

And here is a referral to a psychiatrist.

Nazis had it right. The Jews, the faggots, the weak and the sick.

You all should be exterminated.

Okay. Have a nice day too.

Nice picture.

Terri, we got a good result today and I'm glad you were there

but when I ask you to leave, I expect you to go.

Frank, can the chat about how wrong I've been today wait?

Fair enough.

Well, I better go tell Hugh the good news about Lana.

Are you going to be Mr Grumpy all day?

Come on, Scott, lighten up.

You're better looking than he is

and your cannulation technique is miles superior.

Thank you.

Hey, it's two-for-one night at the steak house. Do you want to come?

You're asking me out on a date? If you're lucky.

Oh, I'm lucky. Believe you me, I'm very lucky.

Did you see that baby girl? Yeah. Little cutie.

She was beautiful. She scored 10 on the repeat Apgar.

That's good. Very good.

(sighs)

Look, are you okay?

I just need a good night's sleep.

And that's my fault? Well...

And metochlopramide, 10mls, expires December 2006.

Terri and Jack, how long? Sorry?

How long they been rooting?

What?

When this sort of thing happens in the workplace,

it can be a bloody disaster.

One of them has to go and it won't be my resident.

Terri and Jack?

It's true?

Talk about it at home.

What's really getting up your nose, Frank?

Fact that Jack was comforting Terri or that no one was comforting you?

And that is one perfectly stocked ambulance.

Excellent. Do unto others as you expect them to do unto you.

You should have been in the army.

Uh-huh.

Hey, guys. How's it going? Hey.

Hey, how's Lana? Have you heard anything?

She only just made it. She arrested, had an emergency Caesarean.

And the baby? Baby's doing fine.

Good. Good news. Yeah.

Name's Mac.

Thought it was Nigel?

Yeah, it is. Mates call me Mac.

Scott. Scott. And you are?

I'm Cate. Cate.

That cannula you had in your bag, was that service issue?

Listen, mate, you do what you have to, okay.

If you feel you have to put that in your report...

He's not going to put anything in a report, are you?

Nah, I wouldn't want to be a dobber. I appreciate it.

I know it's not protocol

but, hey, if keeping a bit of handy equipment around

saves a life, then...

Alright, I'll see you around.

Bye.

Alright, come on. Steak time.

(snidely) Nigel - tosser's name.

Come on, you owe me dinner, let's go.

(sighs) Sorry, but I'm going to have to rewrite a certain report now.

Maybe Mac can buy you a steak.

Scott Zinenko, are you jealous?

I think you are. Go on, admit it - you want me.

You want me bad.

MYSTERIOUS MUSIC

Hey...

Oh!

Dan, I'm so sorry! Are you okay?

Ah...

SOMBRE MUSIC

Ow. That's the last time I chase after you.

I told you I was doing self-defence classes.

When cornered, get in first and use anything you've got.

Jess, I know this is none of my business

but maybe the counselling thing's not working.

Like, totally not working.

And you should really consider transferring to another department.

If you keep moving, you'll end up with a scar.

There, done. Ugly as you ever were.

I really appreciate you not telling anyone about what happened today

but this is my problem

and I really need to deal with it my own way, okay?

Maybe you should double up on that Emergency Essence then, Jess.

(sighs)

DOORBELL RINGS

Hey. Hi.

Got you these. Bit of a peace offering.

You didn't have to do that.

I've been a bit of a shit recently and I just wanted to say 'thank you'.

I appreciate you guys looking after me.

You look like you're going to drop. You better come in.

Addy's not here. We had a fight. She's driving around somewhere.

So...

Here you go. Thank you.

These Addy's? Yeah.

They're her uni project.

They're pretty good.

I'm sorry about what she said to you earlier.

Forget about it. She had some interesting points to make.

She didn't mean what she said. That was my fault.

In the car on the way back from the clinic,

I mentioned something I'd been thinking about

and she wasn't very happy.

Something to do with me?

Vincent, since the accident and since I've been taking care of you,

it's just felt close again.

You know?

I know what you think about me wanting a baby...

..but I thought that maybe...

You're not suggesting...

Yes. I am.

No. I'm sorry, I can't do that. Okay, just hear me out.

I am not saying that you would have nothing to do with it.

I agree with you that a child needs a father.

I can see that. No wonder Addy was jealous.

Before Addy, before anything, I always wanted to ask you.

Are you serious?

I know that it's unorthodox but I love you.

And I know that you care about me

so what's so unusual about two people who love each other

bringing a child into the world?

Charlotte, there was a time

when I wanted nothing more than to have kids with you.

But the difference is

they would have been our kids, our future.

And that's not what you're offering now.

And I'm sorry but I could never accept anything less.