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- I'm a doctor. - I don't need a doctor, okay?
What I do need is help flipping my car back over.
The young woman was driving the vehicle
and seems to have somehow come out of it okay.
Her father's on her way.
No, he's, uh... he's already here.
This information together with your eye symptoms
and recent kidney stones suggest a serious condition
called sarcoidosis.
If he dies, it's your fault.
When I first met Divya,
her in a white pantsuit,
me in my skivvies...
Oh, by the way,
I'm on my last day of pain pills.
I could use a refill. Of course.
You shouldn't need a refill yet.
What are you implying?
I'm... I'm uncomfortable writing another prescription
for opiates again so soon.
Sorry I asked.
I'm just dealing with a patient, Ev.
I'll see you in a couple hours.
Bye.
Uh, hi.
I'm a new patient.
Sign everything.
And bring back my pen.
Thanks.
- Hey. - Hey.
Nice to see a friendly face here.
Oh.
A lot of paperwork.
Yes.
Yeah.
You an oxy guy?
You look like an oxy guy.
Uh, no.
Actually, I had brain surgery.
Cool, cool, cool.
I was in a car accident.
I'm an oxy guy.
Okay.
Hey.
Pen.
Right.
Sorry. Thanks.
So when you're in Manhattan,
would you stop by balthazar and pick up some croissants?
These aren't any good?
No, they're good.
Why settle for good when you can have amazing though?
I'll see what I can do.
- But no promises. - Mmhmm.
The Van Der Gelts are returning from Chiang Mai,
and they need the Garuda in their mansion.
Between Hank's doctor-speak and your art-speak,
I have no idea what anyone's saying anymore.
The Van Der Gelts are important collectors.
Okay.
Chiang Mai is a city in Thailand.
The Garuda is this huge sculpture they bought,
and a mansion is a big, fancy house.
Thank you for that.
So, uh, any weekend plans?
No. Why?
Don't do this.
- Do what? - Please don't do this.
I'm not doing anything.
You're literally ripping my heart out.
Relax.
I know it's your birthday.
Oh, thank God.
Okay.
I'm not telling you anything.
- So there are plans. - I didn't say that.
You said it by not saying it.
That is all I am saying!
- Are we going someplace? - No!
Yes! We're going someplace. Where?
Stop! Udo, can you please tell him to stop?
It's not my fault. I'm just really good at it.
I thought you might like fresh coffee.
- Cool. - Thank you.
You are impossible to surprise.
- You're a peeker. - What?
Somebody who tries to see through the wrapping paper.
Okay, I am in no way a peeker.
- Oh, please. - Will that be all?
- Yes. - Thank you.
Now, listen up, Mr. Peeker, because this is all
you're getting. Okay.
What I have planned might seem like a little crazy,
or too much,
but if you fasten your seat belt
and go with it,
I promise you're gonna have an amazing time,
as long as you don't mind interrupting your campaign.
And?
And if you ask any more questions,
I'm gonna call the whole thing off.
- What if I have... - Eh.
- Come on... - Nope.
- Paige... - Eh.
All right.
- Good morning. - Good morning.
Wow, sounds like someone held in
their healthy breakfast today.
Yes, although your trousers aren't making it very easy.
Hey.
When I got here, you said, "nice pants."
I'm sorry I misled you.
So, last night was the official end
of my first trimester,
and I emailed my mother.
Ah, judging by your mood, she took the news
better than you thought. No, no.
I want to tell her I'm pregnant face-to-face.
But she's been in Europe and isn't coming back
until the end of the year.
Ah, Rubina's still "finding herself"?
She was...
Until she found her new boyfriend Marcello.
Can you believe it? My mother has a boyfriend.
And he's insisting that I leave today
to spend a long weekend with them
at his villa in Tuscany.
He sent his jet.
And it seats six, so they extended the invitation
to all of hankmed.
That's an amazing offer.
I wish I could accept, but I just have too much work.
Jeremiah said the same thing.
- You should go though. - Really?
I mean, I have work too.
Nah, I got you covered.
Besides, you can't wait to talk to your mom
till the end of the year.
Thank you.
Okay, how about you, Evan?
What?
Go, Ev. Go.
We can give symphony a trial run
handling my schedule.
- Seriously? - Seriously.
As long as you don't mind interrupting your campaign.
As long as I don't mind interrupting my campaign.
Okay. Okay.
Italy? That's... that's crazy.
But who am I to say no?
I mean, if it's what Paige wants.
Oh, I haven't asked Paige yet.
Oh, you haven't asked Paige yet? I see.
Does that mean that I should invite her?
- Well, of course you should. - Great.
So Hank and Jeremiah can't come to Italy,
and I should invite Paige.
Yes. Do you have any more questions?
Questions... no. No.
No, this is me
playing along, not asking questions.
No questions.
And thank you.
Italy. Nice.
Wow.
Should we be worried about him?
Who's "we"?
You're the one taking him to Italy.
Lots of luck.
Hey, there, Molly.
Everything okay?
Peachy.
My dad's the one you should worry about.
I hear him wheezing at night.
He didn't mention that to me.
Oh, really, officer I-got-this-under-control
didn't complain?
I know he's a little stoic.
Last night, he was hosing off the deck,
and he almost fainted.
And I don't have any confidentiality rules,
so I'm totally narc-ing.
Which I totally appreciate.
Are you sure you don't want a ride?
Uh, no.
Meeting a friend.
Slack?
No, I'm just wondering if your friend has a name,
that's all.
Her name is Mellie,
so you don't have to worry
'cause it's not a boy or anything.
Okay.
See you later, doctor.
See you later, Molly.
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This weekend?
Gee, Evan, I'm pretty busy with Russel.
Well, I have a feeling
it will all work out somehow.
I mean we're talking Italy here, right?
We're talking Tuscany.
It's like my dream trip.
Our dream trip,
which we are now taking with Divya?
Yeah, genius touch by the way.
Huh?
Oh, nothing. Nothing at all.
So I was just calling to see,
should I pack my linen suit
or do I need something a little more formal?
I don't know. Why don't you ask Divya?
You really want to do this?
Of course I do. Are you kidding?
Uh, maybe Russel can drop me off at the airport
when we're done here in the city.
Can you pack me a bag?
Wait, you want me to pack for you?
Listen, Evan, I really got to get back to work.
I will call you when I get to the airport, okay?
All right. See you there.
Sorry.
And I thought I was the neediest man in your life.
♪ 'O sole mio ♪
♪ 'o sole mio ♪
♪ and Happy Birthday
♪ to
♪ me
You said I'd experience some light-headedness
when I came off the prednisone.
Yeah, I also said to keep me in the loop.
How often have you felt faint?
What sounds lamer... "light-headed" or "faint"?
Would you prefer "woozy"?
Look, it's only happened a couple times.
And I've never lost consciousness.
Mmhmm.
Well, your EKG isn't alarming,
but I am seeing a couple of nonconducted p-waves.
Abnormal rhythm.
It's probably a non-finding,
but I'd still like to schedule an mri.
Why are you worried about my heart?
With your sarcoidosis, we need to be extra careful.
If your girlish swoons are due to an arrhythmia,
you can develop heart block.
Heart block.
That sounds manly. I could live with that.
Actually, you can't.
It could mean sudden death.
The Van Der Gelts are very special clients,
but I think we can trust the delivery men
to bring the piece in safely.
Along with all the other items?
Other items?
Apparently, our very special client
went on an Asian shopping spree.
There's a truck full, including
siamese temple figures,
a 600-pound Tibetan monastery bell,
a 19th century... Please stop.
Certainly the Van Der Gelts cannot expect...
the Van Der Gelts can expect. And we can do.
- Grazie. - Si.
Ugh. What's that?
Hold on. Hold on.
I'm turning you up.
Okay, say that again.
What?
Oh, my God. That's so horrible.
Paige says she can't make it.
She has to "work all night."
Oh, that's such a shame.
Oh, that's right.
Yeah, there's a flight to Florence
I could try to catch in the morning,
if you guys want to go ahead without me.
Evan, my ob says I'm fine to travel alone.
You should not feel obligated.
So you want me to go without you...
Paige?
I give up.
I have no idea where you are.
No idea where you are.
Paige!
I'm here. Evan, can you hear me?
Yeah. You're here where?
At the Van Der Gelts.
Haven't you been listening?
Si, si.
Prego.
Evan.
I think he might be asking you
to take your seat, fasten your seat belt,
so we can take off.
Right. Fasten my seat belt.
Very good. Very good.
Okay, I'm going with it. Going with it.
Not asking questions. Seat belt fastened.
Are you sure that you shouldn't stay?
No, Paige wants me to play along.
Um, ciao, Bella.
I'll see you there. I love you.
Evan? Evan?
What are you looking at?
If you see her, tell her to call me
or her dad.
Okay, so what's your excuse this time?
Molly said she was spending the night with a friend.
This morning I found out it's not true.
Nobody knows where she is.
Oh, I'm sorry.
What about the kids in the park?
I'm texting them now.
She isn't with Mellie?
Mellie?
Yeah, when I saw her yesterday,
she said she was meeting her friend, Mellie.
Okay, okay.
Now I know where she is.
I used to have an old house on the North Fork
that I had to sell years ago.
The folks who bought it let it go to ruin.
We heard this week that it was gonna be demolished.
And that made Molly mad. I mean, what doesn't?
So Mellie lives in your old neighborhood?
No, that was Molly blowing you off.
Mellie was her imaginary friend from when she was a child.
After her mom left,
Mellie was her way of coping.
Ah. Okay.
But why isn't she answering her phone?
Well, there's no service out there.
Where did you see her yesterday?
By the bus stop near 27.
No, there's no bus that goes out to our old place.
She was just west of town out by the warehouse.
Well, that's a place where kids hitch rides.
Okay, come on. I'll drive you out there now.
- Call me if she shows up. - Yes, sir.
Okay, so this is Firenze
and this is Gaiole in Chianti,
then we're lost.
If you were a better navigator, we wouldn't be lost.
Yeah, or if you had accepted Marcello's offer
to send us a town car, Divya.
We're in Italy.
I love driving here.
Oh, really? You love driving here?
Where is "here"?
Scusa, marito di sheeps,
spariti noi stessi...
I don't think he can hear me.
Yeah, I think he did.
Oh, my God.
Should we be worried about Toscana virus?
Toscana virus is transmitted
by the bite of a sand flea, not by passing sheep.
It's called Toscana virus, Divya, okay?
We're in Tuscany.
You don't know where we are.
I'm not supposed to know.
I'm supposed to be surprised.
Ugh...
Oh, signor.
Scusi, signore.
Scusa.
Si. Yes, we are lost.
- Yes. - Ah.
Honeymooners?
Us? Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
- No. - We are not together.
Bella.
Um, my name is gino.
Come, there is a big party at my Uncle's villa,
and I need a date.
Okay, sorry, gino,
but we have our own party to get to in oregano.
- Origo. - Origo?
Origo... that's where Mio Zio lives.
Are you going to villa Fucci?
Yes, yes, yes. Marcello Fucci's house.
Perfetto. You follow me.
Oh, my God.
Hey.
Eh....
- Okay. - Molto freddo?
Yeah. It means very cool. Unless it's Molto Frodo.
No, no, no. Frodo's a hobbit.
Please let this be a short trip.
Here.
Here, come through there.
Molly! Molly, are you here?
Dad! Dad, I'm up here.
Daddy!
Molly! Molly!
It hurts bad, it hurts real bad.
Sorry, baby. I'm here. I'm here.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Everything... Okay, careful.
This floor may not hold.
Molly, how long have you been trapped here?
I, um, a few hours.
- I'm... l'm sorry. - It's okay, baby.
Your pulse is strong. That's good.
But I can't rule out blood loss
until I get a look at your leg.
Maybe I should try and pry the wood.
You know what, first toss me those old packing blankets.
She's showing early signs of hypothermia.
If you can get a cell signal, call 911, okay?
I-I just wanted to spend one more night,
- then... then the floor broke. - Damn!
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.
We're gonna get you out of here.
All right.
Let me get in here.
Ow!
You need to take it easy, all right?
The boards aren't going to break.
Hey, don.
Maybe if you push against these boards
towards me, okay?
I'll use this blanket... To cushion her leg.
Yeah, exactly.
All right, just lean into it.
Not too much. Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!
All right, stop, stop, stop.
Can you give her something for the pain?
I have morphine, but that's pretty strong stuff.
Okay.
Molly, take one of these hydrocodone.
- Okay. - It'll help.
That's your prescription.
Good thing you didn't kick the habit, huh?
Yeah.
All right. Can you swallow that, Molly?
- Yeah. - Good. Here.
Okay, we'll give the medication
a little while to kick in.
This is really elaborate.
Oh, your mom, she's actually here.
Why shouldn't she be?
'Cause it's my birthday.
Attenzione, per favore.
So welcome, everybody.
Welcome, friends and family,
and especially our guests from New York,
Rubina's lovely daughter, Divya,
who we're so happy to have her with us
for this very special toast.
Aspetta, Marcello!
Wait!
A special toast needs a special wine.
My brother Massimo. He always spoils everything.
Divya.
Divya. Divs. Hmm?
What's going on? What's the holdup?
Apparently we need special wine for a special toast.
Ah,perfetto.
Very good.
Better get rid of this, right?
Gah!
Okay, you ready?
All right. On three. Yeah.
One, two,
three!
Got it, got it.
Okay. Easy, easy.
Ah, good. And she's out.
Y... You're okay, Molly?
- Yeah. - All right, baby.
Yeah.
Don, can you apply pressure to the wound right here?
- Yeah. - Just press.
Okay.
It's okay, baby. It's okay.
I can still feel a pulse in her leg.
It's a good sign.
- Thank you. - It's good.
It's good.
Okay, Molly, can you feel this?
Yeah.
Okay, good. Can you wiggle your toes?
- Um, mm-hmm. - Okay. Good.
Gosh, she's still losing blood.
Riverhead's the closest hospital.
Okay, I just need to wrap it with a pressure dressing,
and then we can go.
There we go.
You're gonna be okay, Molly.
Okay, we should be able to get a cell signal
within a few Miles. Yeah.
All right. Let's get moving.
I got it, I got it.
- Come on, baby. Ready? - Mmhmm.
Let's go. One, two, three.
All right, here we go.
Now, while this is not really
an official engagement party,
you see, Rubina would like our divorces
to be finalized first.
I believe this to be an ancient hindu custom.
But given Marcello's catholic faith,
divorce may never happen,
so we may have to live in sin.
Oh, that's not bad.
Cheers.
Divya, I thought you would like my surprise.
Do you disapprove?
Of course not.
It's just that your surprise is...
It's so surprising.
I'm happy that you're happy.
Yes, but you did not drink to us.
Oh, oh, oh. No, no.
It's... it's not that.
I can't drink.
- Ah. - I don't understand.
Mummy, I have a surprise of my own.
I'm pregnant.
Incinta.
Cheers.
But I thought...
well, that is a surprise.
Yes. It is.
I'm sure you'll both be wonderful parents.
No, no, no, no.
No, no, no. I'm not the father.
Mama, I had a fling.
With a famous polo player and underwear model.
Same guy.
I'm a little confused.
That makes two of us.
Can we talk for one second, Divya. Just one second.
One second.
Why do I have a feeling
you're about to make this all about you?
This isn't my birthday party, is it?
It's your birthday?
Mmhmm.
Oh, my gosh, I am so sorry.
Happy Birthday.
Oh, thank you, thank you.
But Evan, shouldn't you be spending it with Paige?
That's what I thought I was doing, Divya.
I thought this whole thing was a plan
she cooked up to surprise me.
What? Why on earth would you think that?
'Cause it seemed awesome.
No wonder you've been acting especially insane.
I have to get out of here.
I have to get home. I have to call Paige.
No bars. Great.
Come on.
Bars.
Give me bars.
Bars.
I have no...
I have bars.
Hi, this is Paige. Please leave a message.
Babe, I'm so sorry.
I accidentally came to Italy without you.
I thought the whole thing...
Was your pla... hello? No.
No bars. No bars.
Just give me one bar. Give me some cars.
Please give me bars!
Any service yet?
We should get a signal in about a mile.
Okay.
They just let it rot.
Our house.
Should she be so loopy?
Well, the hydrocodone's controlling her pain,
but it will make her drowsy and weak for a few hours.
She might also have some confusion
and emotional lability.
Lability?
Mood swings.
They bought it only to demolish it.
They're horrible people!
I hate them!
Got it.
We should stop the bulldozers.
Please at least try.
Honey, listen. We both loved that house.
We're just gonna have to remember that...
no, no. We have to save it.
Turn around. Whoa, whoa, whoa! Molly!
- Molly! - Molly!
Whoa!
Oh.
Is everyone okay? Molly, sweetheart, you okay?
Yeah. I-I didn't mean to...
I'm... I'm sorry. Any pain?
- No, I'm sorry. - It's okay, it's okay.
Stay where you are.
It's better to keep your leg elevated.
We'll need something for traction.
- Yeah. - I'll go take a look.
Ow.
Ooh.
Molly!
No, it's... it's fine. I'm okay.
Can't you listen to Hank?
It's fine. It's gonna be elevated, okay?
We're not sunk that deep.
- I can push us out. - No, I'll push. You steer.
You've exerted yourself too much already.
There we go.
Okay.
All right, good.
Okay, turn it over. All right.
Okay, easy, easy.
All right.
I put it into neutral.
Let's do this together on three. No, no, no.
Don, you shouldn't be... Come on.
One, two, three. All right.
Don?
Don? Don?
What happened?
Molly, I need you to try 911.
911?
What is it about "no service"
that you guys don't understand.
Dad?
What's... what's going on? What are you doing?
What are you doi... dad? Dad?
Molly, just try to call now.
He'll be okay, but he needs our help, okay?
Oh, God.
No, no, no. No, no. No, no.
Uh, oh, no.
Ah! Oh, it's ringing.
Hi, okay. Hi.
Yes, there's a police officer hurt on middle path
east of Mattituck...
tell them he needs immediate assistance.
It... it dropped.
Well, did they hear you?
I don't know!
God, what's happening?
Molly! Molly, look at me right now.
I need you to go in the trunk,
and get my bag, okay? Okay.
Your dad just needs some help breathing.
When did he stop breathing? Oh, my God.
What's... what is that for?
I'm trying to start his heart. Don't touch him.
Oh, my God. His heart stopped?
What did... what did you do to him?
Okay, stand clear.
Ugh.
No? Didn't...
didn't work? No?
Do... do it again!
Not yet, I need to get his circulation up first.
Okay, let's just try another shock, okay?
Stand clear again, please.
Stay with me, Molly. Okay.
Stay with me, okay.
Ah! No, no.
No, no. No, no, no. Dad!
No, don't die. Come on. Come on.
You can't die.
This isn't working. This isn't working.
I have to intubate.
Okay.
Do it! What are you waiting for?
Well, the procedure's better done in a hospital, but...
All right, I'm gonna try an LMA.
That should give us a more secure airway.
Okay.
Hurry!
Hurry up! Come on!
Don't let him die.
You said that you wouldn't let him die!
Molly, shh. Just calm down, okay?
I need to get this into his throat.
Now can you hold his head still for me?
Good.
Okay.
And here we go, don.
What's wrong?
He may have aspirated a bit, but... I'm in.
- Okay. - Okay. I need this.
Oh, sorry.
Is he getting air?
He is now.
I want to try one more time.
Okay, stand clear.
Come on, don.
God.
Okay.
Sinus rhythm.
Yep, I'm getting a pulse. His heart is working.
Oh, my God.
Is he gonna wake up?
He's out of V-fib, he's getting oxygen.
And it sounds like your call went through.
Divya, this was a mistake. I'm gonna miss my flight.
No, we're taking a shortcut.
This is not a... this is a dirt road!
Stop the car. Stop.
Pull over right now.
Just pull over.
Are you going to be sick again?
No, I'm okay.
No, I'm not.
All better?
Uhh...
I think I have the Toscana virus.
Or I guess some kind of parasite
from that raw pork carpaccio?
It wasn't raw pork. It was raw beef.
Sorry.
Wait
Uhh...
You are suffering from too much stress
and too much chianti.
Don't... don't say that word, please.
Even the thought of wine...
Why won't she call back?
Do you have a signal?
I have one bar... I have no bars.
It's very weak. We should keep driving.
Come on.
It's her. Oh, my God.
Paige!
Evan? What's wrong?
Oh. It's a nightmare.
I'm... I'm dying here.
- Are you sick? - Yes, I'm miserable.
I drank too much.
Poor you.
No, Divya's taking care of me, so...
you called six times to tell me you're drunk with Divya?
No. No, of course not.
Divya's pregnant. She's not drinking.
Evan, I've worked all night, I...
sorry, okay? I'm so sorry.
I made a terrible mistake.
What mistake?
- I thought that... - What?
I thought... This... My surpr...
what? What do you mean, what?
- What? - I said I'm sorry.
You don't sound sorry. You sound annoyed.
Look, why don't you call back
when you have a better connection?
And you're sober.
Paige, no, no, no. I wasn't drink...
Paige?
Oh, my God.
Henry, it's me.
If you get this...
I don't know, call. I'm in Italy.
Do you want to talk?
Yeah, but Hank's not picking up.
You mean to you?
No, it's fine.
It will be fine.
I just need to get home.
Absolutely. Let's go.
Okay.
What-
you're kidding me.
You're flooding it. I'm not flooding it.
Well, stop. Okay, you're making it worse.
I am not.
Well, you're not making it better!
Well, neither are you, you ninny!
Sorry.
I shouldn't be yelling at you.
You're stressed, you're not well.
You called me a ninny.
I'm stressed too.
Why? Why are you stressed?
Your mom took the fact you're having a baby so well.
Yes, and all I have to do is have a baby.
Well, hold on a second.
Are you worried about being a mom?
Of course not.
A single woman having her first child...
what on earth do I have to be worried about?
I'm sorry, Divya.
Ugh, I made this all about me.
Um, okay.
Do you want to talk about it?
No. No, I just... I want to fix this car
and get you on that plane. Right?
Right.
Okay, what's the diagnosis?
No idea.
How is it I can be
in the most colossal catastrophe ever,
yet I'm less on edge right now with you
than I've been all summer with...
With Paige.
I don't know, Evan.
But I do know that you thrive on drama.
Excess, extremes.
It's like good is never good enough.
You're married to a beautiful, talented Saint of a woman.
Your starter home is a castle.
Relax and enjoy it.
I know. Look, everything should be good.
Why is it so hard?
It's like the two of us are out of sync.
Well, maybe...
Maybe you expect too much of her.
What? I do not.
Like what?
Like a surprise party in Tuscany?
Where did that come from?
Okay, no, no, no. All right?
She hinted and then you said...
oh, Evan.
It came from me.
From my ninny skull.
You have a need for the grandiose.
Right now I have a need to get home
and explain my mistake.
I love Paige. I love her so much.
I would do anything for her.
I'd do anything and everything!
Well, nothing grandiose about that.
Yeah, see?
Thank you.
Yeah.
Ooh.
It's like we're out of sync.
Why is it so hard?
You're thinking that sounds cliche.
No, I'm thinking the Van Der Gelts
will never miss this Bordeaux.
It is amazing.
So what was the real birthday plan?
I was listening.
A bit.
Well, Evan and I put ourselves on a budget,
so I was thinking small.
Of course it turns out
he wanted a private jet to Tuscany.
Well, man are like that.
They never tell you what they want,
then expect you to read their minds.
Of course, if you get it wrong,
they get all emotional and accuse you of not caring.
Are you sure you aren't thinking of women?
Positive. His name was Ralph.
Ralph.
Another time, a different bottle.
So your birthday plans were small.
But nostalgic.
I read that the Jersey devil on the boardwalk
is shutting down. The Jersey devil is-
- a roller coaster that scared Evan
to death as a kid.
So I booked it for a whole hour
this afternoon.
They even agreed to run it a little slower if necessary
so that Evan could get that shot he always wanted.
Hands up, fearless, like all the other kids.
That is so sweet.
But it's not Tuscany.
By the way, my birthday is coming up.
And I hear they're shutting down Paris.
Santo padre, devo alta...
Evan, Evan, stop.
Any of you kids speak English?
Tell your father
that we know that you're not headed towards the airport,
but if you could drop him off...
Ah. Quando e il suo volo?
What time is your husband's plane?
- No, no. We're not together. - His flight is in an hour.
We'll pay you whatever you need. Okay.
No, no, no, no. No money. No money.
If you can climb up the side,
you can ride in back.
- Really? - Yeah.
Oh,grazie.
You are saving my life.
Tu mi hai...
Riempito di conservanti!
- Conservanti. - Si? Okay, great.
Go, go. Go out. Go out.
Okay.
There are pigs in there.
Yes. There are good, good pigs.
Very nice.
Great.
Papa will call the man to come fix your car.
Grazie.
So, uh,
I don't think I can do this.
You said you could do anything and everything.
You're right.
Oh, God. Oh, my God.
Thank you, Divya, for everything.
Okay.
Okay, guys, so...
Let's have an understanding here.
It's actually not that bad. Great!
Okay!
Ciao, Italy!
Paige, here I come!
Ow! No biting! Ow!
No! Stop biting!
They're biting me! Ow!
Stop biting me!
So tell me, what plans have you made for your baby?
None.
I keep meaning to, but every time I think about it,
that part of my brain goes all fuzzy.
That's pregnancy.
Pundit-ji always tells me to live in the present.
But the only time I could
was when I was pregnant,
especially with you.
Why with me?
You were the second, so I wasn't as nervous.
But I think it was also about you.
From the start, I knew you were changing me
for the better.
You know, if you'd said that to me before,
I would have thought that you were crazy.
But now, it makes sense.
Whoever this is,
this baby, makes me feel so different,
so challenged, and yet strangely content.
It's like I know a secret.
A really good secret.
You're going to be a wonderful mother, Divya.
So when do you think he'll be off the vent?
With any luck, tomorrow.
Soon after that, conscious.
Pretty amazing save you made, Dr. Lawson.
Oh. Thanks. I got lucky.
- Get some rest. - Will do.
You're even working your magic out on the north fork.
No magic. Just medicine.
Molly's pretty upset.
Yeah, well, it was a pretty serious situation
out there for both of them.
Yeah.
She's saying some pretty serious things about you too.
About me?
She said you gave her a narcotic
that was prescribed to you.
She also says that you've been on those pills for a while.
Hank, the police want you to submit to a tox screen,
and I told them that wouldn't be a problem.
It isn't a problem, is it?
Of course not.
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