April: Previously on Chasing Life...
I don't want to make you sicker.
Can we just pretend that I'm not?
Dominic still has feelings for me.
I want to tell him to just wait for me.
So selfish, though.
The reason why I've been so sick and emotional is...
- Josh junior? - Or Graham junior.
Very funny, using the name Chasing Life
when you know there's a book already being shopped around with that title.
April: Do you know who's trying to sell the book?
Calvin: Olivia Ortiz.
(Birds chirping)
♪ I'm thinking it's a sign ♪
♪ that the freckles in our eyes ♪
♪ are mirror images ♪
♪ and when we kiss, they're perfectly aligned ♪
♪ and I have to speculate ♪
♪ that God himself did make ♪
♪ us into corresponding shapes ♪
♪ like puzzle pieces from the clay ♪
♪ and true it may seem like a stretch ♪
♪ but it's thoughts like this that catch ♪
♪ my troubled head when you're away ♪
♪ when I am missing you ♪
♪ they will see us waving from such great heights ♪
Man's voice: April.
(Jingling)
Oh. Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you.
(Sighs) It's okay.
I should probably get up.
I couldn't sleep last night.
You know, you don't have to worry about coming with me this morning.
Oh, my God. No.
No, I am absolutely coming with you.
Give me two minutes.
- Were you working on your memoir? - Yeah.
It's... it's a good distraction. I just...
I don't know. I thought I'd be done with my outline by now, but...
You know, the big question is...
How's it all gonna end, you know?
What's my final chapter?
Well, you've got a lot on your mind,
you know, with Natalie and her mom trying to sell your dad's book.
Stop. I'm not thinking about that right now.
- This isn't about me. - I'd rather it'd be about you.
It's gonna be okay.
Ready to go see a doctor about a baby?
- (Theme music playing) - ♪ You bet your soul, honey ♪
♪ you bet your soul ♪
♪ just right ♪
♪ you could stay all night and never wanna go home ♪
♪ 'cause we can't stop ♪
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No, no, no, I'm sorry.
This can't be the only way to take blood.
It's the 21st century for God's sakes.
How do you do this all the time?
Well, because you're usually with me.
Well, no offense, but maybe it doesn't work
- the other way around. - Okay, just give me a second here.
Let me try something. Close your eyes.
Close your eyes.
Take a deep breath.
Hold it. (Whispers) Stick her.
Hold it. Hold it.
Holding it. Now let it out. Let it out.
Breathe out slowly. Breathe out.
- Slowly let it out. - (Whimpering)
Good girl. Almost done.
Ooh! My pain threshold is so low, April.
- I can't have a baby! - Almost done.
You did it. You're good.
- Thank you. - She was so good. She was great.
Oh God.
- Morning, Beth. - Hi.
So, we should have your blood test results
back in a few days,
but based on your exam and last menstrual cycle,
I'm guessing you're about six weeks pregnant.
Six weeks. That means it's Josh.
Josh, the Pharkas pharmaceutical rep
is the father of my baby.
And he is a stand-up guy.
You guys are gonna get through this together.
This is your fault!
If you hadn't have asked me to go out with him
and then fall in pre-love,
- none of this would've happened! - All right, all right.
Let's just... let's calm down. You're feeling for two now.
- Oh, my God. - I'm guessing this wasn't planned?
(Sarcastically) Oh, really?
Wow. Clearly you've done this before.
Well, you have time to think about your options.
Do you have any questions?
Just one. What do I do?
(Cellphone chimes)
_
Once we heard Olivia put the manuscript on the market,
April asked her agent for a full copy.
The parallels to Dad's life only get deeper
in the second half.
To avoid Russian capture, Timothy asks his confidant
to help plan his suicide to make it look like an accident.
It's still just fiction.
Who cares what Olivia does with it?
Well, the fact that they're shopping around his final, unpublished manuscript
is scandalous enough to drag all of you through the mud.
It would only take a rookie reporter a little bit of digging
to see the similarities to Dad's death.
And Florida's not a right-to-die state,
so there could be a criminal investigation.
But the Ortizes can't publish this without your consent, right?
That's probably why they want to see me and Thomas's attorney tomorrow.
Natalie's our sister.
She wouldn't do anything to intentionally hurt us.
She's obviously upset about Dad's complete disregard for her and her mom.
I'm sure she's already told Olivia the truth about Dad's death.
Well, don't worry. I'm going to take care of this myself tomorrow.
Not alone, you won't.
Taking care of things yourself
got us into this situation,
and I'm not gonna let that happen again.
- I'm coming with you. - I'll go, too.
Try and reason with Natalie.
Sara: Now that we know all your secrets,
we're all in this together, whether we like it or not.
It's going great. Really. Just moving right along.
- That's great. - I know. So great.
Well, I mean there's been some static, you know,
just with family stuff, but my outline's basically finished.
That's good, because... I don't want to freak you out,
but the publisher needs to see something in two weeks.
Why would that freak me out?
They want to capitalize on the publicity from The Post,
so we have to strike while the iron's hot.
Okay, the truth is...
I'm struggling, creatively.
I... I can help brainstorm.
What did your dad do in these situations?
He had a writer's retreat in Florida,
which honestly yielded a mixed bag of results.
But that's a great idea.
You should get out of your element, avoid static, get inspired somewhere else.
Because honestly, the clock's ticking for both of us.
(Acoustic guitar playing)
- (Laughs) - Yeah!
Now give me that "A" chord again.
Here and here.
(Laughs)
Oh, no. What happened?
Oh, yeah. Alright, you're a little off
for the forth string. Here.
Try this. One, two, three, and...
- Uh, try that. - Okay.
- Umm... - Yeah.
Better.
See? I told you. You can do anything.
Well, I can't do everything,
and right now, it feels like I have to.
You know, between being there for my family and for Beth,
I have no idea how I'm ever gonna finish my outline.
Don't beat yourself up for getting stuck on your book.
Well, hopefully I'm not stuck for long,
because I decided I'm going to Italy.
- No way! - Yeah.
- Wow. - And Beth's coming.
I'm just gonna get away and get inspired.
You know, focus on my outline
away from all the obligations I have in Boston.
I've always wanted to go. (Giggles)
And I still have the tickets from the honeymoon
I never got to take with Leo, so...
Well, we should all get together before you go.
Grill some burgers, get as much American cuisine in
before it's nothing but pasta and gelato.
(Giggles) I'd love that.
And we can celebrate my big news, too.
Looks like my mom found a buyer for the house.
Really?
Oh. I was kinda pulling for that place.
(Chuckles) Me too.
But it's for the best.
So, where does that leave Boston?
Maybe me leaving it.
Laura: By signing this document, George will provide Natalie Ortiz,
Thomas Carver's daughter and heir,
with exclusive publishing rights to his final manuscript
and any profits that said book earns.
I'm not signing it. It's not what Thomas wanted.
- I'm sorry. - I was under the impression
that both parties had agreed to the terms
and that this was merely a formality.
Publication is not an option, Olivia.
Thomas provided for you and Natalie in his will.
That was before new information came to light.
Look, I represent Thomas's estate
and this sound personal,
so I'm going to leave you to discuss this amongst yourselves.
Natalie, I understand why you're upset,
but I wish you would've talked to us
before getting publishers and lawyers involved.
You're lucky we're not getting homicide detectives involved, too.
Did you honestly think I wouldn't tell my own mom?
- That my uncle killed my dad? - He didn't kill him.
No, he just let him die.
You had no right to do that, George.
We should've known that Thomas was sick.
We could've pushed to get him some help.
Thomas didn't tell us he was sick either.
And this book coming out, Olivia, isn't just going to hurt George or Thomas,
- it's going to hurt all of us. - So what?
I did what my brother wanted me to do.
And the night he died, I did what you wanted me to do.
Remember?
- George? - After Thomas's accident,
George told me to tell the police that he was the one driving.
He said Thomas was drunk, and that if anyone found out,
it would tarnish his reputation
and that Natalie would forever remember her father as a reckless drunk.
But that's not why George told me to lie.
I lied so that Thomas's real family
would be taken care of.
We deserve to be taken care of, too.
Either George signs over the rights to Natalie
or I'm going to go to the police, and I am going to tell them
that you forced me to lie the night Thomas died.
The choice is yours.
(Door opens)
I'm guessing the meeting with the lawyer didn't go well.
Unless you consider blackmail going well.
If Uncle George doesn't sign over the manuscript,
Olivia's gonna go to the police and tell them he had her lie
- the night Dad died. - What?
It was over three years ago, and I was just trying to protect my family.
You know, for somebody who's constantly trying to protect us,
you get us into an awful lot of trouble.
Well, either way, Natalie would never let Olivia do that.
I know this is hard for you, Brenna, but she would.
She is.
- I thought we could trust her. - (Cellphone chimes)
- Oh, my God. - What's wrong?
It's Finn. He's really sick.
- They're taking him to the hospital. - Oh, honey. I'm so sorry.
- What could it be? - Probably
complications from his graft-versus-host.
Tell his mom to take him to Mass Medical,
and ask for Dr. Lasky. I'll call him.
And if we leave now, we can be right behind him.
Okay. Thank you.
We'll talk about this later, all right?
I shouldn't have booked this trip to Italy.
The timing couldn't be worse.
- I can't leave you guys now. - No, no.
Grandma said the same thing about Sedona,
and you told her to go. And now I'm telling you the same thing.
You've dealt with enough this year as it is.
You deserve this trip and you're gonna get on that airplane.
I really tried to sneak you in some pickle chips, but...
Your nurse was for sure, like, a police dog in a past life.
She sniffed them out from a mile away.
Oh, give Janette a break.
Her last patient didn't understand the concept of a bedpan, so...
(Coughing)
Should I get someone?
No, no. I'm fine.
So you said that you have the flu?
Yeah.
Do you remember what we did?
You know...
- After junior ball... - It'd be a weird thing to forget.
(Chuckles)
Do you think that that's what got you sick?
Like, you're like this because of me?
I don't know.
Well, maybe we just...
Go back to full Bella and Edward.
It'll be like a long-distance relationship
for a while, and... if that gets hard,
sexting's always on the table.
I don't think that's gonna work.
Well, I was totally kidding about the sexting thing.
Being with you is all I can think about.
And it can't be.
I have to focus on getting better.
Oh.
Of course. You're... you're right.
I really like you, but...
Maybe this isn't meant to be.
(Coughing)
Brenna, you wanna wait outside?
(Coughing continues)
Easy breaths.
George: It's okay. It's...
Hey, Josh. I'm pregnant.
What do you think, Dom? From a guy's perspective.
Maybe ease into the conversation a little more?
Your direct approach is the way to go. Trust me.
We both know April's never been great at delivering big news, so...
Oh. Glad we can joke about that now.
- Took us long enough, right? - Okay,
back to Beth-ville, please, all right?
I am so tempted to just, God, just play some Enya
and unwind with a bottle of Shiraz.
- Well, you should probably avoid alcohol. - Yes, I know, Dominic.
There are probably a lot of things that I should avoid while pregnant,
like... oh, I don't know... maybe quitting my job to build my own empire!
- (Knock on door) - Shh!
(Whispers) Do you think that's him?
- Should I pretend I'm not home? - You can't avoid him forever.
(Whispers) All right.
Oh, my God. Natalie, I am so glad it's you.
- (Natalie laughs) - Come on.
- Beth: It's so good to see you. - Natalie: Thanks.
I'm sorry for just bailing like that.
Oh, don't worry. We're good.
Who wants... water?
Can we talk?
Look, we've been through a lot together,
and you know I'll always be your donor, but I need you to understand
I have to publish this manuscript.
But you're compromising us at the same time!
I get that you're upset, but you can't just...
You don't! You can't.
You don't know what it's like to constantly feel like someone's second choice.
I deserve this opportunity, April.
You can't go through with this and expect my whole family just to get over it.
Especially Brenna.
- Is she okay? - She feels betrayed by her sister.
Can you blame her?
♪ You've got a second chance, you could go home ♪
♪ escape it all, it's just irrelevant ♪
(Inhales sharply)
- ♪ It's just medicine ♪ - Dammit.
♪ It's just medicine ♪
_
♪ you could still be what you want to ♪
♪ what you said you were, when I met you ♪
♪ when you met me ♪
♪ and when I met you ♪
No.
April, how you been feeling?
Cancery?
Okay, look, you guys know something.
Don't be shy. We're all grown-ups here.
Your counts took a steep dive, April.
Thus the bleeding.
I've been feeling a little off lately. I hoped it was just stress.
Because our trial isn't working,
it's unlikely that staying on it will yield any real results.
I'm so sorry.
0 for 2, but third time's a charm, right?
What's next?
Since chemo and the other trials haven't been effective,
you could look into options other than treatment
as a way to help you enjoy the rest of your days comfortably.
The rest of my days?
The rest of my days? Is this it?
A quality-versus-quantity conversation?
- Are we there already? - No, we are not. No.
April is not giving up. She's not a quitter.
Well, neither are all the other patients who feel that aggressive treatments
are no longer worth the pain and effort it can cost them.
Our trial is one of the more invasive ones,
and I personally make it a point to give my patients
- all their options. - Well, she's not your patient,
so thank you.
- April. - Mmm?
There are other trials, and if need be,
we can still do the transplant.
With active cancer?
Getting rid of it would've been ideal,
but it's still a very real option.
- (School bell rings) - (Rock music playing)
(Kids chattering)
What are you doing here?
You haven't responded to any of my texts.
- And? - Look, I don't
want what's going on between our families to mess up things with us.
I'm still your big sister.
Okay, if you think that you're being a big sister right now,
you have the concept totally twisted.
My big sister is someone who
looks out for me,
and someone that I can look up to,
someone who I can talk to after getting dumped.
- Wait, who dumped you? - No. You don't get
to know about my life anymore.
I'm sorry, Brenna, but I'm sick of being the invisible one.
Hey, you were the one who taught me
that I was more than everyone else's opinion of me.
Why can't you see that you are too?
- It's not that easy. - Of course not!
That's why you have sisters to fall back on
when things get hard.
Sisters who always believed that you were good enough.
- (Sighs) - Sara: I've been thinking.
Maybe we should get a lawyer,
see what they would suggest we do.
I've been...
Doing some thinking, too, and...
It just might be best if I go to the police and come clean...
- About everything. - You could lose your license.
- You could go to prison. - I just can't stomach the idea
of putting you and the girls through any more pain.
Cleaning up this mess alone is...
Is all I know. Even when I was with Mae
and even when I was with you...
There was a still a part of me that was always alone with these secrets.
Well...
You're not alone anymore.
- We're here, George. - (Door opens)
And we're gonna get through this together as a family.
(Door closes)
What's going on here?
We have to make a decision about Dad's manuscript together.
Brenna: Natalie came by my school today.
She seemed pretty determined.
Well, Olivia has power over all of us,
because she's holding the police over my head.
The only way to change that is if I go to the authorities and tell the truth.
Maybe you just sign the documents.
I mean, we give 'em what they want and hope for the best.
No, we're finding another way.
I don't know that there is another way.
I'm not sure that this is a fight we can win.
Well, we have to try.
(Sighs)
Last night I got a paper cut that wouldn't stop bleeding,
and this morning I found out that my clinical trial isn't working.
- Oh, April. - It's okay.
I'm gonna get through this.
As soon as I'm back from Italy, once I've cleansed my system,
from this last trial...
I'm gonna fight for my life,
because that's what I do.
And that's what we do. We fight.
We're not gonna let Olivia and Natalie publish this book,
we're not gonna let Uncle George go to jail,
we're not gonna let Dad's secrets take us down.
We're gonna fight this.
And we're gonna win.
(Rock music playing)
(Chattering)
Two girls heading off to Italy alone.
- Sounds like a movie. - Where they discover love?
- Oh. And themselves? - Mmm.
Maybe a German scientist who wants to turn them into a human centipede.
- Watch your backs. - Don't even joke.
Safe travels.
Oh. Babe, you're empty.
- Here, take mine. I'll grab another. - Thanks.
Last chance for all-American burgers for a while.
Yes, please.
I give this plant any more beer, it's gonna start swearing.
- Oh, my gosh, just tell him. - Tell who what?
Tell you that... My ex-boyfriend lives here too.
Oh. It's a good thing he's not here tonight.
- Might get territorial. - Great.
Who's hungry?
Oh. I'll be right back.
(Doorbell rings)
I got it!
Hey, Bren.
Uh... are you gonna invite me in?
- Yeah! - (Both laugh)
Oh, my God.
I can't believe you're here. I didn't even know you were in town.
Well, my dad had some business in the city,
and you have been a little radio silent,
so I thought I'd surprise you, see how you've been.
- Honestly, I've been better. - I thought so.
Last text I got from you, there was some family stuff going on?
Yeah. (Chuckles)
I saw your junior ball photos.
- You looked gorgeous. - Thanks.
Beth designed my dress.
A way better experience than last year's fashion show from hell.
Oh, God, I still get P.T.S.D. flashbacks
any time I see floral print.
- Mm-hmm. - (Both laugh)
So who is that guy you went with?
- The one in the SARS mask. - Oh, Finn?
He's just a friend.
So, what's new with you? How long are you here?
Well, we're here a couple of days... for now.
- For now? - My dad missed the city,
so we're actually moving back
to Beacon Hill.
- Hey, neighbor. - (Laughs)
- (Knock on door) - Someone's in here.
Wow. I like drunk Beth.
It's a small space, but we're a creative couple.
I'm definitely not here for sex,
- and... I'm not drunk. - After five beers?
- Josh... - (Knock on door)
I... do you remember that episode of Friends?
- The one with the embryos? - No.
Okay, what about the episode of Will & Grace,
you know, where Grace races across Central Park with Will's sperm?
- Uh... - No. What about the Saved by the Bell,
you know, where Zack gets trapped in the elevator with Mr. Belding's wife?
Yes, that was the earthquake episode, right?
That was so cheesy. All they did was shake the camera, remember?
(Danny knocks) Someone's waiting out here!
Gonna have to hold it, Gupta!
I'm pregnant.
Danny: Gotta go, gotta go!
Are you sure?
But you just drank like five beers.
I didn't drink them. I used them to water the ficus, to...
To buy myself time to tell you.
What are you thinking?
Still processing.
Could you process faster please, because I have no idea what you're thinking.
I mean, if you don't want to be bothered, I...
No. God, it's...
It's not that at all, and I'm sorry.
Whatever you wanna do...
I'll be with you every single step of the way.
Thank you.
You know, I still wanna go to Italy, you know, weigh my options,
and we can just decide when I get back.
I'll be waiting here when you do.
Leave if you don't want to see me pee.
You're leaving tomorrow and you don't know where your passport is?
I'm pretty sure it's at my mom's house.
I'll find it.
- Wow. - (Laughs)
Every day really is an adventure for you.
Can't knock adventure.
Didn't you love performing for the kids?
You've shown me how great it is to take big risks.
Guess that's why I'm thinking of moving.
Try something crazy.
It's kind of sad to think about you not living here.
You've had some big memories in this apartment.
- Eating a pot cookie, coming here. - Mm-hmm.
Taking E, coming here.
Yeah.
Well, it wasn't the apartment I was coming to.
Wow. What happened to this party, huh?
(Scoffs) It's after 2:00.
Dom, Danny told me that...
You might still have feelings for me.
Why are you bringing this up?
If I die tomorrow, I...
I don't wanna regret not talking to you about this.
Stop. I don't wanna be your adventure right now.
And I want you to know that I still have feelings for you, too.
Sorry.
I know you're not over Leo...
And I accept that.
I'm trying to move on.
Maybe just because two people want the same thing,
it doesn't mean that they live happily ever after.
And you're not gonna die.
You're gonna go to Italy and you're gonna come back here and get well.
It's always been hard, Dom.
This time, this next battle,
it's gonna be harder.
I can feel it.
I just... I didn't want to leave and not tell you how I felt.
- Ap... - No, I'm sorry.
I gotta go, but thank you for an amazing night
and for everything.
(Door opens)
(Door closes)
- This isn't the document we gave you. - It's a cease and desist letter.
You and Natalie are barred from publishing Thomas's book
or sending it to anyone at all.
- Legal action will be taken if you do. - I'll go to the police, George.
You go ahead and you tell them your story,
'cause that's all it will be to them, a story,
and I will deny everything you say.
It's time to drop this craziness before any real damage gets done.
And you don't think Natalie's been damaged by all this?
You are doing more harm by encouraging this revenge...
over something that happened so long ago.
- What's going on? - They're trying to stop us
from going to the police, but we're not backing down.
- I've been too nice for too long. - When were you nice, Olivia?
When you blackmailed my family
- or when you slept with my husband? - Stop!
Please.
I'm done, Mom.
- We need to let this go. - We can win this.
It's not about winning anymore.
Going further will only keep this awful feud alive.
I can't do it.
I'm more than a side character in the Thomas Carver story.
We both are.
And the only way we can prove that to ourselves and to them
is by breaking the cycle.
I want you to be happy.
Then please do this for me.
- Any luck? - Nothing yet.
You are just gonna have such a good time.
It's a lot easier leaving knowing that things
with Natalie and Olivia are resolved.
Yeah, Natalie really stepped up,
realizing that all this fighting is
not worth the pain it's causing.
I was really proud of her. (Gasps)
I found it!
Look out, Italy.
(Laughs) And don't forget...
(Hesitantly) The terrace of campidoglio...
At sunset.
It will change your life.
(Chuckles)
So, did you say goodbye to Dominic last night?
Yeah.
Maybe for good.
Truthfully, I don't know if I'll ever get over Leo, Mom.
You know, honey, I loved Leo.
He was so charming and grand.
And your relationship was epic.
But take it from someone who married charming and grand
and tried to live an epic life...
sometimes the guy who sticks by you,
the guy who never gives up,
is the guy you should build a life with.
(Knock on door)
Hey, I called your cab.
- (Sighs) - (Rock music playing)
♪ It's that storm behind your eyes ♪
♪ it's where I stand ♪
♪ touching, guarded by the night ♪
♪ you secure me ♪
Did you forget something?
April, we are about to take an incredible vacation,
so vacate.
We're gonna be back soon, all right?
To the airport, and step on it!
Wait!
Beth: Hey, Dom. Please don't make us late.
We'll be quick. What are you doing here?
When one of us leaves the country, things tend to go badly,
so I need to ask this before you go.
Ask what?
We're not done, are we?
I mean, I keep thinking about what you said last night.
And I just wanna know... There's still hope, right?
Our story isn't over, is it?
I don't know about hope or the future.
- All I can think about is right now. -(Sighs)
And right now...
Come with us.
- To Italy? - Yeah!
We can swing by your place on the way to the airport,
you can grab your passport, and pack a bag,
and just go.
(Italian rock music playing)
(No discernible dialog)
Beth: Aprile Carvieri!
I refuse to be in one more selfie unless you take it.
Dom doesn't understand my angles like you do.
Say no more.
Help. (Laughs)
- Dominic: Come on. - Okay.
- All right. - (Phone camera clicks)
See? Good angles.
- Oh, cute. - That's great.
We should grab food before the riposo,
when everything closes down for a few hours in the afternoon...
- cafes, gelaterias... - Wait, they close the gelaterias?
Okay, I gotta go. Excuse me.
(Laughs)
(Sighs)
So, is Rome as inspiring as you hoped it would be?
It's better.
You know, just being away from Boston,
the syringes, and the IVs that come along with it,
has been... life-changing.
Endless wine and pasta will do that.
(Laughs) That too.
It's just this city, being here with Beth and...
Being here with you.
I can't believe I'm here.
Hey, you remember that 37 regrets list?
I was looking at it, just going over all the things I'd regret not doing.
I was so scared that cancer would prevent me
from checking off that last regret.
Looks like you've done most of them.
No, I've done all of them.
Everything I wanted to do.
Think about how many new lists you're gonna write
when you get back to Boston and we get you better.
Right.
- Oh, hey. - Oh, my God.
Beth, you've got a little gelato... here.
What? Hmm?
Ah. Where are you off to so dressed up?
Just a sexy evening at the New England Aquarium with Greer.
Well, I'm not sure pickle breath is such a good idea
if you're gonna see a former lover.
As your niece, I'm gonna have to ask you
to never use the phrase "former lover"
- in casual conversation ever again. - (Chuckles)
- Is something wrong? - I just got my six-month update
on my stem-cell donation.
My recipient is still alive.
He's a 17-year-old male in Boston...
And he has lymphoma.
Do you think... no.
Does that mean that... no.
- No, there's no way that I'm... - Finn's donor?
I don't know.
I mean, the odds are pretty impossible.
Well, you know...
Most donors...
Never get to see the gift of life they give their recipients.
Maybe you got to witness it firsthand.
It's almost like it was meant to be.
I have to go.
- Hey. - Hi.
Well, she's in a hurry.
- Is she going to see Greer? - I am not sure.
Brenna: Mom? Uncle George?
George Carver? We'd like to ask you a few questions.
Okay, we're lost.
- All right. Mr. Italian, go save us. - All right. I'm on it.
(Speaking Italian)
Wow.
You know, we've only been here a few days and...
God, it can really have an effect on you.
I haven't traveled as much as you have,
but I definitely see what you mean.
I was looking at my passport on the way here,
and I've seen so much of the world,
and you know, it was probably mostly because my mom didn't get to travel.
She was so tied down to raising us,
and I swore I would never do that, and yet, here I am.
You know it doesn't have to be like that.
Yeah, I know. And you know I'm not judgey about abortion,
but I've spent the past year looking at life differently
because of how you have to fight for yours every single day.
Well, there's no easy decision, is there?
There isn't.
But... I've decided.
I guess I've always known. I just had to prepare myself for it.
(Cellphone rings)
You wanna split a bottle of Montepulciano?
Yes, please.
God, it's so beautiful.
Thanks.
I could die here.
Literally.
That call earlier was Dr. Hamburg.
And it looks like, given my genome sampling,
we might've run out of luck with existing clinical trials.
She wants to schedule a transplant as soon as I'm home.
It's a last-ditch effort.
If it could keep you alive, that's what we do. We have to.
Do we?
Being here, I've realized what my final chapter is.
We're in it. It's this.
I don't want to go home and have a transplant
that could kill me slowly in front of my family
and the people that I love.
You know, if... if I were to die tomorrow,
I have lived more in 25 years than most people do in 70.
You can't give up.
It's not giving up, because I've already won.
I could die happy here...
Let's go get a better look of that sunset.
(Classical score playing)
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