Army Wives (2007–2013): Season 5, Episode 8 - Supporting Arms - full transcript

Previously on "Army Wives"...

- We both want to have another child.
- Preaching to the choir, woman.

Finn's dad is your contractor,
he's living in your parking lot,

and Trevor's cool with this?

We got a standing
order to deport.

- Elena, your green card is a forgery.
- No, no, that's impossible.

My mother, she paid for
it in El Salvador.

Whoever your mother
paid was a crook.

We may need to pull some
strings with the Army.

Okay, I'll try.

I've been having this
pain on my right side.



- What's wrong?
- And I went to my doctor.

She found a mass.

Thank you.

What, um,

what... what exactly
did the doctor say?

Um...

She did an ultrasound
and found a mass.

And so I need a, um, C.T.
scan tomorrow.

To confirm the diagnosis?

Mm-hmm. I have an appointment,
uh, with a specialist off Post.

Hartnett Memorial hospital.

H-have you talked
to your husband?

No. I-I don't want to
worry Michael with this.

It could be a... It
could be a false alarm.



Well, how about your daughter?

I don't really want
anyone to know right now.

I'm fine, Grant. I am.

You just... you caught me at a bad time.
That's all.

Okay.

- Hey, Bubba!
- Hey, Whit.

All right, Finn, now
you're the sandwich man.

You gotta make sure
everyone gets one, okay?

Yes, ma'am.

- Okay.
- Lunch!

- No school?
- Half day.

Teacher meeting. So he's
working for me this afternoon.

It seems like we're all
working for you, miss Roxy.

Hey! Easy on the help.
I need that arm.

Saved you one, Whit. Tuna and swiss...
your favorite.

- Hey, thanks, Bubba. I appreciate that.
- Mom, can I go see the backhoe?

No. The construction site
is not a playground.

Your mama's right.
Playing's not allowed.

But workin'... that's a
whole 'nother matter.

What do you say, Rox? Think I
can draft this able-bodied man

- for a little job?
- Please, mom?

Okay, for one minute.

Yes! Yes! Hold on, Bubba.

Safety first.

There you go. Come on.

Okay, be careful.

Whit, I mean it.

Yes, ma'am.

All right, man. First,
left hand here.

This is so cool.

All right, let's go this way.

Oh, that smells good.

D.?

Hey.

It's silly. Um, I
just spilled water.

Well, at least it wasn't milk.

You know, crying
over spilled milk?

Right.

Hey.

Hey. What's going on, honey?

Lately, I just find myself
crying for no reason.

There's a reason, honey.

No, I mean, um,

it happens at the oddest
times, and I can't control it.

I assumed it would go
away, but so far...

Have you tried talking
to Chaplain Maris?

Yeah, he suggested his
grief support group.

I know it's not exactly
your cup of tea, but...

No, let's go.

Really? You'd come?

If it'll help, of course.

Thank you.

Is that my lunch that's burning?

Oh.

Joan, what's going on?

Roland and I have decided
to have a second child.

Really? That is wonderful.

Well, thank you.
We're both excited.

So what changed?

'Cause last time we talked,
you weren't so sure.

I know. Uh...

Well, it may sound obvious,
but, uh, we want Sara Elizabeth

to have a little
brother or sister...

And the clock is ticking, so...

So let's get this exam started.

Hey.

What's this for?

Oh, I don't know.

Saving my wedding, talking
me off the ledge,

taking the kids so
Chase and I could do

an overnight in Savannah... Take your pick.
- Aw.

Hi, Mrs. Moran.
What can I get you?

Half day at Fordham.

Uh, well, then I'll
have a diet orange.

One diet orange.

Coming right up.

Oh. So how's it feel
being a waiter?

I like working at the
truck stop better.

- The truck stop?
- Whit let me drive the backhoe.

Really?

Whit's a nice guy, huh?

Uh-huh. And look what we found.

It's a fossil shark's tooth.
Miocene epoch, I think.

We read about it in class.

- Wow. That's pretty cool.
- Whit said we can go back

on the weekend and
dig for more stuff.

One diet orange.

Can I get you
anything else, ma'am?

I'm good. Thanks.

♪

- Pretty cute, huh?
- Yeah.

- Can I open that now?
- Oh.

♪

I love it.

Good.

Make sure you run a bore
brush through that saw.

Roger, Sergeant.

Hey, don't listen
to that E-5, Riggs.

We got a new E-6 coming
in to run things.

What?

What, is that a joke?

Promotion list just came down.

Your name was on it.
Believe that!

Staff Sergeant LeBlanc.
What's this Army coming to?

Congratulations, Sergeant.

Yeah. About time they paid you
for what you doing anyway.

Roger that.

Yeah, I bet Roxy's gonna
like that jump in pay.

I can supervise if you
wanna hit the phone tent

and give her a call.

She's probably working. I'll
call her later. Thanks.

Whatever you say,
Staff Sergeant.

Good-bye.

You don't look well.
Are you eating?

Elena?

I'm not a criminal.

I know that.

And we are doing everything we
can to get you out of here.

But you have to eat. You have
to think about your baby.

They're going to send
me back to El Salvador.

Elena, did you hear me?

You have to hold on.
You can't lose hope.

Okay?

She's in bad shape, Grant.

Tell her we're doing everything we can.
- I did.

- Good.
- Are we?

Yes. I've filed the appeal,

but it's unlikely to be heard
before her deadline is up.

So where are we with
Specialist Cabrera?

I still haven't heard
back from Michael yet.

Well, assuming we do get
ahold of him in Afghanistan,

he's still gonna have to go
through all that red tape.

You sound pessimistic.

No, I'm just realistic.

Grant, we promised Elena.

I know what we
promised, Claudia Joy,

but Immigration law makes
the tax code look easy.

So barring an act of Congress,

I-I don't know what else
we can do right now.

Are you serious about
an act of Congress?

A State Senator or a Congressman

could introduce a private Bill

requesting a stay
on Elena's behalf,

but I mean, unless
you know someone...

I do... I do. Jean Calhoun.

- You mean senator Calhoun's widow?
- Mm-hmm.

She's a friend and she still
has friends on the Hill.

Well, now it's worth a shot.

Okay. I'm on it.

Oh, Claudia Joy.

Do you have someone
helping you through...

I'm fine, Grant.

No, but what about your
friend, you know, uh...

Denise? No, no, no. I would
not drop this on her,

not after what she's
been through.

I appreciate your
concern, truly.

But for now, I can... I can
handle this myself. Thanks.

Okay.

What exactly did Dr. lang say?

Well, the complications
from my first delivery

left scars on my uterine wall.

Coupled with my age,

it would make this a
high-risk pregnancy.

High risk? Did she advise
you not to get pregnant?

Well, she said ultimately,
the choice was mine.

Ours.

But her recommendation
was not to go forward.

Look, Roland, I know this would
be physically demanding,

but I'm up for it.

I'm fit. I'm strong.

I battled through
my TBI, didn't I?

Joan, pregnancy isn't
supposed to be a battle.

Tell that to a woman in
her third trimester.

No, uh, I'm serious, Joan.

So am I.

You've already
made up your mind.

I have.

Do I at least get a vote?

Of course. But you
know how I feel.

Denise?

Carrie. Hi. Nice to see you.

Oh, you, too.

Um, this is my husband Frank.
Frank, this is Carrie Myers.

Her husband was
Major Steve Myers.

I knew him well. It's an
honor to meet you, ma'am.

Thank you. I was so sorry
to hear about your son.

Is this your first time?

I've missed the last
couple of sessions.

- Yeah, it is.
- Mm-hmm.

Okay, why don't we get started?

It's very informal.

You don't have to talk
if you don't want to.

I see some new faces. Welcome.

Now this is a safe environment.
Hmm?

We're not a therapy group.
We're a support group.

Uh, we encourage
you to be honest,

to listen, and share.

Who'd like to begin?

It's not fair.

Finn's little, and he got
to drive the backhoe.

- I'm not little.
- T.J., the light.

Why the fuss? I thought you
didn't even like Whit.

Well, that's before I knew him.
I mean, Whit's really cool,

and I want to go to the job site.
Please, mom?

Okay, okay Can you
please just focus?

I can't do this in the dark.

I'm not little.

I think it's normal, what
you're experiencing, Denise.

Anybody?

Laura.

I was on a walk yesterday and
passed a freshly cut lawn.

You know that smell?

All of a sudden, I-I had an image
of Darren pushing a lawn mower.

He... he did that for extra
money in high school.

And I started crying,
just like now.

He's been gone for two years.

But I don't... I don't
fight it anymore, Denise.

I-I just accept it. That's all.

I think what Laura
is talking about

is the distinction between
grief and sadness.

For most of us, grief
fades over time,

but sadness...

I don't know if that ever
goes away or should.

Thank you.

Carrie, you've been
quiet tonight.

Not much to say.

You want to share what
you told me earlier?

Um, uh, this is my last session.

I'm moving off Post this week.

Why?

It's time.

It's been almost a
year since Steve...

I'm... I'm taking the kids to
live near my folks in Illinois.

We'll miss you.

I'll miss you, too.

I wish I felt that his
sacrifice was worth it...

But after all the time
we've spent here together,

I don't.

I still don't know

why Steve had to die
in a meaningless war.

- Excuse me?
- Frank.

No! No, I want you
to explain yourself.

My husband died in a country
that doesn't want us,

for a country that doesn't care.

He died for nothing.

And we're supposed to just listen to this?
Frank, there's no judgment...

You're just gonna let her go on like that?
I'm encouraging her to go on like that.

It's how she feels.

I won't be a part of this.

Oh.

I'm so sorry.

It's all right.

Frank.

Frank, you have to apologize.

What??

You have to go back in there
and apologize to those people,

- especially Carrie.
- I will do no such thing.

- Frank!
- She's stepping on the flag, D.

- She doesn't see it that way.
- She said that Jeremy died for nothing.

She did not say that.

She sure as hell did! Now
you can go back in there

- if you want to...
- No, you need to go back in there.

She lost a husband, just
like we lost a son,

and if we want to be a
part of that group...

I will not be in the same
room with that woman.

Well, I take it congress isn't
going into emergency session

- to help us.
- Mnh-mnh.

Jean Calhoun thinks
it's outrageous

that the wife of a
deployed serviceman

- is facing deportation.
- But?

A lot of her friends lost
in the last election

and the rest aren't willing
to stick their necks out.

Well, you sound surprised.

Disappointed.

Well, immigration is
a hot-button issue.

Grant, we're running
out of time here.

There has to be something
else we can do.

Well, what if there isn't?

I don't know, but I'm not
willing to sit there

and let Elena be sent away.

Maybe you're ready to quit on her.
I'm not.

I'm sorry.

Look, Claudia Joy...

Go home, get some rest.

You got a big day tomorrow.

I care about her,
too, Claudia Joy.

Out like a light.

I'm thinking some
mint chocolate chip.

How about you?

I don't like it.

What? You love mint
chocolate chip.

You know what I mean.

I talked to Dr. Seaver
over at Mercer.

He's an expert on these things.

And he told you about the chances
of miscarriage and uterine rupture.

Yes, he did.

A uterine rupture
could be fatal, Joan,

to you and the baby.

And with the amount
of scarring you have,

he says your odds go way up.

I'm aware of that.

It's not worth it, Joan.
I can't. I'm sorry.

I'm not gonna put your
life on the line.

Now you said I had a vote.
That's my vote.

No.

So that's it?

No.

There's adoption.

Roland, we're not adopting.

Why not? Look, we...

We both want a second child. We've
got the means to provide...

No! We are not doing that.

Joan, adoption is...

Adoption is for people who
can't have kids on their own.

That is not us.

It's not me, anyway.

You gonna talk to me?

D.?

You heard Chaplain Maris.

That group is supposed
to be a safe place.

They... those people helped me.

They reached out to me Frank,
and you insulted them.

I did not.

- Yes, you did.
- Well, that woman was...

Th-that woman's name is Carrie.

She has three children
and no husband,

and she was the first one
to welcome us tonight.

Well, she shouldn't have
said what she said.

Why not? She lost her husband.

- She can say whatever she wants.
- Not to me, she can't.

Well, to me, then.

D...

You know, sometimes I don't
understand you, Frank.

You think you can tell the
whole world how to feel?

You think Carrie Myers
is the only army wife

to question the cause? Well,
let me tell you something.

Every mother who loses a child
wants to know what it was for

and if it was worth it...
Every one.

Hey, Joan.

Roland, we don't have time
to get into this right now.

I can't be late.

Will you just tell me why you
came down so hard last night?

Will you hold on for
one second, please?

Look, I get your disappointment
about pregnancy.

You know, maybe it was
insensitive of me

- to bring up adoption so soon.
- It was.

Okay, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

But, sweetheart, there are all
sorts of reasons to adopt.

It's not just about an
inability to conceive.

- Can I go now?
- No.

Look, I just want to know
what's bothering you.

Nothing is bothering me.

I just don't think adoption is the
right road for us. That's all.

Look, it's not a failure if we
decide to go a different route.

That's not it.

So what is it?

Me.

For some women, being a
mom comes naturally.

Not for me. You know that.

It was a role I had to learn.

But you did. You learned.

Hey, Joan, you're a
fantastic mother.

I don't think I can...

I'm not sure I could love
someone else's child

the way I love my own.

Okay?

I gotta go.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

Okay.

The C.T. scan

confirms that you have a
tumor on your right ovary.

It's about 6 centimeters
in diameter.

Okay. So now what?

Well, we need to go
in and remove it.

The ovary as well, I'm afraid.

It's a laparoscopic procedure.
It's minimally invasive.

Nevertheless, I'll want you to
stay overnight for observation.

- When?
- As soon as we can get you ready.

There's no sense in delaying.

If it is cancer, we
want to get it now.

I booked an O.R. for
6:00 this evening.

Please don't eat or drink
anything between now and then

so your stomach is empty
before the anesthesia, okay?

Mrs. Holden, depending
on what we find,

we may need to remove
more than just the ovary.

Now we're talking anything

from a partial to a
radical hysterectomy.

I need you to be prepared
for that possibility.

The pathology report
should take 12 to 24 hours

after the procedure.

Any questions?

Oh.

I-I didn't think you
should be alone for this.

Uh, hope you don't mind.

No.

So what'd they say?

- Hey.
- Hey.

What are you doing here?

Oh, I was just driving
around Post because I can,

with my new I.D. Card.

Wow!

Good picture.

Right? The new and
improved army wife.

Yeah. Yeah.

You're all set, Rox.
Hiya, Pamela.

Oh, thank you.
You're a lifesaver.

Hey, Whit. Wanna play?

All right. Only for
a minute, though.

Your mom's got me on
a tight schedule.

What do y'all want
to do, two-on-one?

I thought he was never
coming on Post.

Oh, washing machine emergency.

- Roxy.
- I tried to fix it myself.

Look, I don't remember you
having such a problem with Whit

when he saved your wedding
with his generator.

That was different.

Oh, really? How?

This was a onetime emergency,
just like that was.

I'm just a little worried about you.
That's all.

I'm not sure you're
thinking clearly.

Pamela, I'm fine.

There is nothing to worry
about, believe me.

Okay.

- You wanna stay for some tea?
- Uh, no.

I gotta pick up the kids. Maybe tomorrow?
- Sure.

Okay. Bye-bye.

Fumble.

Great tackle, guys.

I'm so glad you could drop by.

Well, I'm glad you called.
The house is a mess,

and the packers just
left for the day.

- Oh, I can imagine.
- Mm.

How are the kids handling it,
the move and everything?

It's tough. The army's
all they've ever known.

But we have each other,

and we'll get through
it as a family.

I hope you like oatmeal raisin.

My favorite. I don't know how
you find the time to make 'em.

I should've come
by sooner, Denise.

You and Claudia Joy were so kind
to me when Steve was killed.

I'm sorry.

Please. I should be
the one apologizing,

- after last night.
- No, it's okay.

No, it's not.

Your husband's a soldier.

Honestly... He reminds
me of Steve...

Army all the way.

Yeah, that's Frank.

In a way, I envy them.

To them, the world
is black and white,

right and wrong.

The good guys and the bad guys.

It's not that way,
though, is it?

No.

It's not.

Hey, Pamela.

Hey. I was just driving by,
and I thought maybe we could,

uh, talk for a minute.

Yeah, sure.

What's up?

I know who you are, Whit.
I mean, being Finn's dad.

Roxy told me the first
time you were here.

Yeah, I'm just here to do a job.
That's all.

Really? Dancing with
Roxy at my wedding,

digging for fossils with Finn,

playing football
with the boys...

Okay, I-I know how that
might look, but I mean,

I think Roxy can take care
of herself, don't you?

No, I don't.

She's not thinking
clearly right now.

Trevor's been gone a long
time, and she's struggling.

I just want to help.

Yeah, but you're not the man
of the house, Whit. Trevor is.

- I know.
- So whether you mean to or not,

your being here confuses
things for Roxy...

and for the boys.

You really wanna help?

Yeah.

Go home.

♪

♪ Summer left ♪

♪ far too soon ♪

♪ Autumn cold comes ♪

♪ rushing through this room ♪

♪ I need you ♪

♪ does it burn you, too? ♪

Mrs. Holden?

Mm. Yes?

We're ready.

♪ I need you ♪

♪ does it burn you, too? ♪

Yeah?

General Holden's on line one.

Uh, put him through.

- Hello, General.
- I was looking for my wife.

Her cell went right
to voice mail,

- and nobody's picking up at home.
- Yeah, well, we're working late tonight,

and, um, I don't know
exactly where she is.

You want me to take a message?

I've got some news about
Specialist Cabrera.

Oh. Uh, go ahead.
I can take that.

His Unit's coming back
to Camp Eagle today.

Well, that's great.
Uh, listen, um,

you wouldn't happen to have
a, like a video hookup

- we could talk to him on?
- We have a facility here, yeah.

Uh, here's the problem.

I don't think we can
get the bureaucracy

to work fast enough unless
we get a little help.

So if Specialist Cabrera
could talk to a reporter,

- then the resulting press...
- Absolutely not.

The Army will not participate in
one of your publicity gimmicks.

Now... now wait just
a minute, General.

I know how you operate,
Chandler, and I don't like it.

With due respect, General, the
wife of one of your soldiers

is gonna be deported unless
we can shake things up here.

Now I know it may be
personally distasteful,

but sometimes publicity is
the only card left to play.

So we can sit here
butting heads over it,

or we can try to help an innocent woman.
Your call.

That was a terrific
dinner, honey.

Thanks.

And these cookies are fantastic.

What is that, a new
recipe or something?

They're not mine.

Carrie Myers brought 'em over.

I invited her.

May I ask why?

So I could apologize for you.

You shouldn't have done that.

Well, I disagree.
You misjudged her.

- No, I heard what she said.
- No, you heard the words.

You didn't hear what
she was saying.

She's in pain, Frank.

She's raising three
children by herself,

and she has to move
out of the State,

and she misses her husband
every minute of every day.

- Don't you get that?
- Of course I do.

That's still no reason
for her to a...

To what? To blame the Army??

Well, who else is
she gonna blame?

It's... it's not
about that anyway.

It's not about what you think...
The mission...

The noble sacrifice.

It's about living with
a hole in your life

for the rest of your life.

I'd think about that
before I pass judgment

on another grieving widow.

Hey.

Hey.

You're wrong, you know.

About what this time?

Your capacity as a mother.

How about the way you cared
for Molly the other night?

You seemed pretty loving then.

Yeah, well, that's different.

Molly's a dream, and she's
Frank and Denise's daughter.

Well, every child is
somebody's son or daughter.

Yeah. Yeah, I suppose.

Hey, look, Joan,

adoption isn't exactly
what I had in mind either.

But if we're serious about
wanting a larger family,

I think it's something that
we should at least consider.

It took courage to admit
what you told me,

to share your fears.

To be honest, I've
had a few myself.

I'm just talking about
taking the first step here,

you know?

It's the first baby step.

Hey, look, sweetheart,

there might be legitimate
reasons not to adopt,

but I know you, so
let's be clear...

The size of your heart
isn't one of 'em.

Thank you.

How you feeling?

Tired.

Um, saw it at the gift shop.

It wraps around the bed.

- Mm.
- See?

It's cute.

Thanks.

So how'd it go?

They got the tumor.

They didn't have to
take anything else.

Good.

I get the lab results tomorrow,

find out if it's
cancer, you know.

Right.

Um, your husband called the
office looking for you.

I... I told him you
were tied up with work.

Thanks.

He had information about
Specialist Cabrera.

Uh...

Well, I'll... I'll let
you get your rest.

Uh, I'll see you tomorrow.

Wait. Wait. Um,

What about... what about
Specialist Cabrera?

Don't you worry about that now.
Okay?

Just... Wait. Wait. Grant.

I might have some news in the morning.
Get some rest.

Good night.

Good night.

Hey.

Hey, Rox.

Brought you a little
somethin' somethin'.

All right. Thanks.

Hey, guys, doughnuts.

How's it goin'?

Good.

Listen, I hate to do
this to you, but, uh,

I got a call from a buddy of
mine back home last night.

He's building a new subdivision,

and he wants me to
oversee the whole thing.

New subdivision?

- Yeah, houses.
- I know what a subdivision is.

I just didn't know anybody was
building them these days.

They are. I won't leave you
high and dry, though, Rox.

I, uh, met a guy down
at the lumberyard.

He checks out. He's gonna finish
the job for you, same money.

You always were a
really bad liar, Whit.

I ain't lyin'.

Look, I shouldn't
have come here.

What are you talking about?

Ugh. I just... you.

You're not thinking
clearly these days, Rox.

Says who?

Says me.

I should go home.

You do, and I'll sue you for
breach of contract. - Rox.

I mean it, Whit. We
signed a contract.

You do not move an inch until
you are done with this job.

Where are you going?

- Hey, Pamela.
- Hey.

Please tell me you did
not talk to Whit.

Roxy, I-I...

- I can't believe you did that.
- Well, listen. I jus...

No! You listen. You
stay away from him.

I need Whit to help me
build that truck stop.

I just thought that before...

That what? That... that
you'd mess with my project?

I mean, you do understand

that this is my money we're
talking about here, right?

Okay, now hold on.

You aren't seriously telling me

that Whit is the only contractor
that can do that job.

On time and on budget, yes.

- Oh, come on.
- Come on what?

Roxy, you asked Whit here
because you wanted him around.

You are so out of bounds.

Roxy, he's practically
walked into your...

How many times do I have to tell
you that we are only friends?

If it's all so innocent, how
come you haven't told Trevor?

I told you, I've tried.

How hard is it to send an
e-mail, even if you're

- scared to tell him on the phone?
- Ugh. That's it.

Roxy, you already broke your
rule about him coming on Post.

- What is next?
- He is just a friend.

Why can't you just
leave it alone?

Because he was just a friend the
last time you slept with him,

- that's why.
- Shut up, Pamela. Just shut up.

Roxy, since Jeremy died,
you've been acting like

Trevor's gone, too, and he's not.
He's alive.

And he's still your husband. And
sooner or later, he's coming home.

- All I'm trying to say...
- I can't believe you just said that.

- Roxy.
- No, you know what?

Stay away from me, okay?
Stay away from me.

Almost ready.

No rush, counselor.

Okay.

Oh. Can't forget this.

Sweet.

News desk for the
latest developments.

As reported earlier,
Elena Cabrera,

pregnant wife of Army
Specialist Antonio Cabrera,

a decorated soldier currently
serving in Afghanistan,

faces deportation to El
Salvador later this week.

I was born in El Salvador,

and I'm a citizen of
the United States...

- Grant, how did you make this...
- Shh. Your husband arranged it.

My wife didn't know her
green card was fake.

She's... she's been
working and paying taxes

in the United States
for six years.

She's... she's applying
for citizenship.

She's always done the right thing.
We both have.

That's why I'm fighting here.

We love the United States.

How can they deport
her for that?

WSVD News asked
that very question

of a leading Washington
immigration official,

- who had no explanation.
- That's fantastic.

Let's just hope it works, huh?

Oh, here, ma'am. Let
me help you with that.

Oh, no. I've got it.
That's okay.

- Ma'am, come on. Please.
- Thank you.

- You got that?
- Yeah, I've got it. Thank you.

Look, uh, I wanted to apologize
for the other night.

Thanks, but I don't need it.

I understand how you feel.

Fair enough.

But maybe I didn't
understand how you feel.

Maybe I do a little better now.

It's all right, sweetheart.
He's a friend.

That's my oldest.

Very protective of her mother.

Well, Denise, uh,

well, let's just say she
broadened my perspective.

Is that code for "gave
you a talking to"?

Look, ma'am...

Perhaps you do understand me,

but what I wanted to say is that

the Army is more than
just symbols to me.

It is flesh and blood.

It is the soldier on your left,
the soldier on your right.

That's who you fight for.
That's who you die for.

Now I was supposed to have been

on that chopper your
husband was piloting.

I got pulled the last minute.

So maybe that's why I feel
his sacrifice so strongly.

He was a fine soldier, ma'am.

And I wanted you to know that.

Thank you.

I wish you well.

We've gone over

the State's requirements
for adoption,

and we are confident
that we can provide

a stable, loving home.

It's been our dream to
have a second child.

I appreciate that,
Colonel Burton,

but I have to tell you
that State adoption

would be a difficult
process in your case.

Difficult? Difficult how?

Military families... They
often struggle to meet

State regulations regarding
residency and home ownership.

Colonel Burton could be
reassigned on a moment's notice.

Isn't that true?

Yes. Uh, technically.

Even the possibility
of deployment

can create an unstable
environment for a child.

So you're saying we can't adopt?

I'm saying...

It would be a difficult process.

Huh.

I'm gonna file a complaint.

- Roland.
- It's discriminatory, Joan.

Bias against all
military families.

How is that not wrong?

Well, think how it looks
from where she's sitting.

No. I don't want to. We're
good parents, Joan.

Yes, we are.

And if we can't use the state,
we'll find a private agency.

Really?

That's expensive.

So? We'll sell the yacht.

Huh. Right.

After I became aware of the
extenuating circumstances,

naturally, uh, I couldn't allow

such a miscarriage of
justice to take place.

Naturally.

That's why I have granted Mrs.
Cabrera

humanitarian parole,

allowing her to remain
in this country

while she continues her
application for citizenship.

You gotta love
hypocrites like that.

When they make the
right decisions, yes.

Thank you. Thank you
both so much, so much.

Of course. If it's a boy,
we're calling him Grant.

- Ah.
- And if it's a girl, Claudia.

- Oooh.
- Si. Si.

- Sweet.
- Hey, more champagne.

Oh, thank you.

Oh. Excuse me.

Si.

Yes, okay.

Okay, thank you.

Uh, you, too.

Good-bye.

It's not cancer.

Oh, Claudia Joy... I should go.

No. Wait. Uh...

Michael.

Oh, honey, I-I'm so sorry
I couldn't pick up

the other night when you called.

Well, that's okay. I know you
had a lot on your plate.

Mm. Thank you for
that video hookup.

It worked.

Elena Cabrera is not
being deported.

Well, that's great,

but I can do you one better.

We're coming home.

Really?

Next week. Everything
got moved up.

We just received redeployment
orders, the whole division.

You're coming home?

I'm coming home.

Michael, that is the best
news I've heard all day.