Private Practice (2007–2013): Season 2, Episode 14 - Second Chances - full transcript

Sam and Naomi realize they can be friends, while Cooper encourages Violet to talk to Pete and Sheldon about her pregnancy. Addison's brother moves to LA and begins working up on the fourth floor for Charlotte, who continues to rebuff Cooper's advances towards mending their relationship. A patient for Addison is experiencing some stroke-like symptoms, while pregnant.

♪ Ohhh ohhh ohhh ♪

What,
are you following me now?
You wouldn't call me back.

You didn't call me at all.
I didn't know you were here...
For now.

Working for Charlotte...
For now.

And sleeping with
my best friend again.
You really should knock before
you walk into a doctor's office.

It was funny.

Twice I come to town,
twice you walk in on me.
I have a patient.

I know. Jane Williams--

30 years old,
33 weeks pregnant.

Ambulance just brought her in.
She's having a stroke.
What, how--

good, you're both here.
You've met my new neurologist.



Your patient has
neurological problems.

I called him in.
Okay, uh, Tim, can you
tell me what happened?

She was eating breakfast,
and we were arguing.

Suddenly her orange juice drops.
It just falls out of her hand,

and there's
orange juice everywhere,

and Jane can't speak.
The baby's heartbeat is normal.

Jane, I'm Dr. Montgomery. Can
you understand what I'm saying?

Are you in any pain?
(Mutters)

Jane, it's okay. If you
understand what he's saying,

nod your head.
Good. Just try to relax.

We're here to help you.
When did this all happen--

the orange juice
and the not talking?
I-I don't know.
A-An hour ago, maybe longer.

I need you to be as exact
as possible. It's important.

Uh, an ho--an hour
and 20 minutes ago.



Good. Good.
Then we still have time.

She didn't have a stroke.
She's having one right now.

And if I can stop it in
the next hour and 40 minutes,

there's a pretty good chance

that I can prevent
any permanent brain damage.

And what about the baby?

If you treat Jane, what--
what happens to the baby?

(Monitor beeping rhythmically)

Did the fight
cause this?

Strokes can just happen,
often without warning.

There are no predictors.

You two...

The divorce has been ugly.

She hates that this baby
keeps me in her life.

That was the last thing
she said

right before she...

She wished
that she wasn't pregnant

so she'd never have to
see me again.

Good news.
There's no evidence of a bleed,

which means I can perform
an endovascular clot evacuation.

Excuse me
just a minute.

I don't want you fishing around
inside her brain.

You should use t.P.A.
To bust the clots.
It's contraindicated
in pregnancy.

No, it's not,
not in the studies I've read,

and I'm the ob-gyn.
Oh, I know.
Double board certified.

Stop. Archie.
Archie?
I guess you are mad.

T.p.a.
Is rolling the dice.

The procedure is something
I can control.

And if Jane's life were at risk,
it might make sense.

But the stroke isn't gonna
kill her or the baby,

and what
you're proposing could.
All right, what about
her quality of life?

The baby is 33 weeks. Its
lungs aren't fully developed.

It needs more time.
T.P.A. Offers that.
I'm a good neurologist, Addie.

Some might say I'm a great one.
You used to say it.

We have a little over an hour
to stop this stroke,

and I am telling you
that we can save both of them.

You got it?

Yeah--one sticky bun
from damn those donuts,

one bagel with onions
from canter's,

a fruit bowl
and a maraschino frappé

from the juice collective.

Where's my coffee?

You can't have coffee,
Violet.

I'm not giving up coffee.
Maraschino?

They were
out of pomegranate.

Oh, my god.
(Mouth full) Did you get two?

No. No, no, no, no.
That's for Charlotte.

Oh, uh, an apple fritter

makes up for you refusing
her marriage proposal?

(Chuckles)
I didn't turn her down.

I delayed on your advice.
And speaking of advice, um,

pregnancy cravings are not
a license to eat poorly.

It's not a pregnancy craving.
I'm just hungry.

Mm. Page 156--
read all about cravings,

which, by the way,
is what you are having.
(Normal voice) Page 336--

people who are not pregnant
should butt out,

which, by the way,
means you.
You know,
I couldn't find the page

I was really looking for,

which is the one that says
it's important for you

to tell the father
that you are pregnant.
I don't know if
either one of them wants kids.

I-I don't know
if I want kids.

Don't you think it's time
you found out?

You have to tell someone,
Violet.

I did. I told you.

(Sam) Everything okay?

Uh, yeah. Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

No. No. No, no, no.

(Laughs) What's--
what's wrong?

I don't think I can talk
to you about this.
What, Nai? You can talk
to me anything. What?

It--it involves
another man.

Mm. Oh.

(Exhales deeply)
Shoot.

Okay. Um...

Addison caught me and Archer
having sex in his new office,

which is on the fourth floor
of pacific wellcare.

(Breath hitches)

Sam, are you...

(Inhales deeply)

Oh, okay. Okay.

Okay, so you need to--
you need to give me advice.

Right, right. Okay.

So, uh, are you worried

about Addison finding out

that you are sleeping
with her brother,

or are you worried about
everybody finding out

that you kept Archer getting
a job downstairs a secret?

Oh, g--uh, both.

But, um, really, I'm worried

that she's gonna guilt him into
not having sex with me again,

because the sex
is really good.

S-Sam?
Yeah.

Are you okay?
No, no, I have a girlfriend.
So I'm good.

Yeah. How's it going
with Sonya?
Oh, wow. Really, really...
It's incredibly...

She's...
She's making me wait.

Aw.
We--we--we're waiting...

Oh. (Chuckles)
Until she's ready.

But--but she's ready now,
so...
Oh, yeah.

Yeah.
Take your inhaler.

N-Nai, I'm not a virgin
anymore.

All right.
Okay.

All right.

I never thought
we'd get here.

We're friends.

Yeah, we got here.

Friends.

Yeah.

(Elevator bell dings)

(Cough)

Uh, hi.
Can I help you?

Yeah. Is Dr. Wilder in?
I have an appointment.

Uh, no. He's actually
running a little bit late.
Mm.

You okay?
Yeah. (Laughs)

Wow. I must look
pretty crappy, huh?

No, I just, uh, I had
a rough morning, you know?

One of those mornings. But is
Pete gonna--gonna be here soon?

Why don't I just show you
back to his office?

He should be here any second.
Oh, great.

When I got the call about
Terri's accident...

I was so stunned.

She was so... so excited

when she found out
she was pregnant.

She and Mark, uh, didn't think
it was ever going to happen,

but, uh,
you made them believe.

I'm so, so sorry
about what's happened.

You know, it's just...
One stupid guy...

Drinks and drives,

and...
My whole family's gone.

I came here today

because Terri and Mark died
without a will.

The extra embryos
they had leftover,

um, the ones
you have frozen?
Yeah.

They've been left to me.

Oh, were you interested
in donating them?

No, no.
I, um, I'd like them.

For myself.

I want to have a baby...

My daughter's baby.

Hey, Keith. Dell said that...

Dell, get me a 2 migs of narcan
and call an ambulance.

Keith.

Can you hear me?

Keith, hey. Hey, Keith!

I-I called 9-1-1.
Here. Here.

Is there anything
I can do?

Keith. Damn it!

Keith!

(Sam) How long
has he been using?

He came to me a few years ago
for help with stress.

He's a real estate agent.
He lives and dies by the market.

Last year, the market crashed.
Addiction took over.

The guy's a total mess.
He lost his job, his wife.

He's got hep-c.
Trifecta.

I've been treating him for free,
but I think the real reason

he comes is because
I give him clean needles.
You started
a needle exchange program?

Sam, I know this guy. He
should not die in the streets.

Right now, this is
the only way I can help him.
(Keith coughs)

What the...

How did I...
I found you on the floor.
You o.D.'D.

Oh, I feel like crap.
I know you feel bad, but we
got you breathing again.

We got an ambulance coming.

My head. It hurts.
Easy. Just relax.
Why don't you lay back down?

No!

What, are you trying
to kill me?

Nobody is trying
to hurt you, Keith.

We're just trying to help.
No!

You all right?

They seem like
a nice couple.

They're divorced
and they barely speak.

Well, I guess they spoke
long enough to conceive.

Speaking of not speaking,

are we really gonna have
a fight about Naomi again?
You think I'm mad
about Naomi?

Oh, good. You're not mad.
This is you not mad.
(Scoffs)

Like the time I loaned
your cashmere sweater

to crystal mccullogh.
She puked on it.

She puked up strawberry daiquiri
all over my sweater.

But you weren't mad.

I-I wasn't mad
that you loaned it.

I was mad that you lied.

And I'm not mad about Naomi.
I'm mad that you took a job

with a practice
that is trying to Bury me.

You knew about it, and you
didn't have the guts to tell me.
Wyatt left,

chasing some ridiculous amount
of pharmaceutical cash.

So Charlotte needed a big name.
Who better but me?

Why are you here, Archer?

There were
some things in New York

I wanted to get away from.
Like? Stalker ex-girlfriend?

Publisher who knew
where you lived?

There's always something.
After the way we left things,
I wanted to try again,

make it better.

Look, let's do this case.

See how much you enjoy
working with me.

As long as we do it
your way?
Well, that would help.

It's the right way, Addie.
(Sighs)

I'm just concerned.

Look, I know
I'm a 52-year-old litigator

and not a 19-year-old
cheerleader,

but, um, my gynecologist
started me on hormone therapy,

and he thinks I'm ready
for implantation.

Yeah, but it's not just age.

The stress
of losing your daughter,

that takes its physical toll.

And it doesn't exactly make you
an ideal candidate for I.V.F.

Terri wanted to bring
a baby into this world,

more than anything,
and I can do that.

I can bring her baby
into the world.

Well, your gynecologist
was right.

You are certainly ready.

But having your own grandchild?
You're still grieving, Sharon.

This isn't about grief.

This is about
honoring my daughter.

I've never seen Keith
that bad.
Yeah, well, at some point,
you're just gonna

have to call the police
and let them handle it.
I know how you feel
about addicts, Dell, but--

I'm not being punitive, okay?

I'm not mad. It's just obvious
that the guy needs help,

and you tried, and it's not
working, and at least in jail,

he'll have to go cold Turkey.
Jail isn't
the answer for him.

I don't know.
I think Dell's right.
Thank you.

Keith needs to be in a program.
I've talked to him

about it before.
I know he has it in him

to get clean
with the right kind of help.
You really think you can
get through to this guy?

I think I should try.

(Mutters)

(Mutters)
Jane, I know that you want
to talk to us,

and I know that you're scared,
but all these people here,

all this equipment,
is to help you get better.

I'm gonna give you
some sedative,

enough to keep you comfortable,
but I need for you to be awake

so that we can test things
as we go, okay?

I need you to trust me.
My sister trusts me. So can you.

Your baby is doing great.

Stay with me, Jane, okay?

We're gonna get you
through this.

Brought you
a peace offering.

Your favorite--fritters,

warm apple, deep fried
for your southern taste buds.

We have breakfast here,
Cooper.

Well, maybe you can skip
breakfast here, and we...

Look, I understand
you're angry,

but you can't
not talk to me.

I'm sorry I said no
about the marriage,

but I did tell you

I wanted to spend the rest
of my life with you.

Can you tell me what I did wrong
that's so unforgivable?

If you really don't get it,
I can't help you.

Well, we have to talk
about this.

No, we don't.
And we won't.

So save the rest of your
earnest little

"I can make it all better" act,
and leave, okay?

It's good, isn't it?

See, this is fortuitous,
finding you here.

We need to talk,
and you've been avoiding.

Avoidance isn't good
for anyone, Violet.

I'm not avoiding you, Sheldon.
I've just been very busy.

And, um, I-I have
a patient waiting, so...

Hey, hey, Cooper.
You going back up?

Oh, good. You guys are talking.
At least someone's talking.
In fact, we're not talking.

We're talking, Sheldon.
I-I love talking to you.

I-I love spending time
with you. I'm just--
busy. I know.

(Children laughing)

Cute kids.
Over there, Sheldon.

Ahh, don't you think?

I guess, in small doses.
I'm not really a kid person.

They don't seem to like me.
So you don't have
kids of your own?

No. God, no, thankfully.
Well, you must see them
in your practice.

I bet you're great with 'em.

You know what I find? I'm okay
with kids in short bursts.

Beyond that...

Well, it's not a problem,
is it?

Are you miserable
or starving?

Both.
Anything you want
to talk about?

This is doing the trick.

Terri Hughes' mother
came in today.

Why?

We have Terri and Mark's
embryos in our freezer.

And she wants them
implanted... in her.

I don't know what to do.

I do. Say no.
Well, I know
there are issues

with her carrying
her own grandchild and her age,

but Sharon seems to think
that she can--
I'm not interested
in Sharon's reasons.

Terri was my patient. I'm
interested in what she'd think.

And she would never,
ever want this.
How can you be so sure?

Terri hated her mother.

Giving that woman
another child--

Terri's child--

would've been
her worst nightmare.

(Archer) Okay.

I'm twisting the coil,
capturing the clot.

A few more minutes, I'll be
able to pull it outta there,

returning the blood flow
in your brain back to normal.

(Jane groans)
Can you keep her still,
please?

She's having
uterine contractions.

Well, you're gonna
have to stop that.
I will. Draw up terbutaline.

Quickly, please.
You just focus
so you don't Nick a vessel.

Jane, I know
you're in a lot of pain,

but I need you to stay
as still as possible.
We're running out of time.

Just give it a minute.
Heart rate's up. 120. 140.

Addison.
It's a side effect
from the terbutaline.

Just a few more seconds.
Stay with us, Jane. Okay?

Contractions are slowing.

Okay, captured the clot.

Removing the coil...

And injecting the dye.

Oh, isn't that
a pretty sight?

You need to just--
no, no, all right. Do you think
it's ever appropriate for

a mother to be implanted with
the embryos of her daughter?

Oh, I was dreading the choice

between power Berry
and dragonfruit vitaminwater.
Look, okay, mothers
act as surrogates

for their daughters
all the time.

If Sharon wants a baby
so badly, let her adopt.

Sharon doesn't want any child.
She wants their child.

She doesn't deserve it.

Oh, well, I don't like it
any more than you do.

But if I don't do it,
she's just--
well, she just--

she just goes to another doctor
for implantation, right?

I mean, they're her property.
By law--

I'm not saying they should be.
She's 52. There are
very few doctors

who could successfully
impregnate a woman her age.

If Naomi says no,
then the problem ends here.
But isn't getting
older women pregnant

part of the beauty
of I.V.F.?

They get to have time,
have careers and still be moms.

A-And what does that mean
for their kids?

I mean, can you imagine
volunteering

to be team mom
in soccer in your 50s,

or going prom dress shopping
in your 60s?
(Groans) I don't know.

Maybe the fact that Terri
hated her mother

makes the decision for me.

I don't have to worry about
age or grief.
Yes, yes. She should not
be a mother.

People become parents

at different times in their
lives for different reasons.

It's not always ideal,
but if this woman is willing

to make a good faith effort
to be the kind of parent

she knows
she should've been before,

why would we be against that?
Isn't that what this baby--

any baby--deserves?

Pretty good team,
you and me.

No, we are not a good team.

I made a life here, Archer,

away from bizzy,
away from Derek.

I'm trying
to figure out me.

And I can't do that
with you...

Judging everything
that I do.

I will be
supremely supportive.

You don't know how
to stay out of my life.

You never have.

And when I needed someone
to make Phil Davidson pay

for leaving me out at the lake,
that was great.

But now, when I'm struggling
to find my footing

in this place that's mine...
I miss you.

I miss you,
but this isn't a visit.

You're in my city.
You're in my building.

You're sleeping with
my best friend.

I mean, you're--you're--
you're in my patient's brain!

I'm not moving in
with you, Addie.

I just wanted to be closer.

You have to go.

♪♪

I love you,
but you have...

You have to go.

♪♪

(Elevator bell dings)

♪♪

(Chuckles)

♪♪

(Motor whirring)

You know, this is crazy,
Charlotte.

(Scoffs) What,
riding the elevator?

Stop! Okay? With the masking
and the sarcasm.

It's like we take one step
forward and two steps back.

I want you to talk to me.

Do you not see that we are
a perfect match

and you're screwing it up?

I got embarrassed
and humiliated.

So don't tell me about
screwing things up.

You think it's easy for me
to look you in the face

after I sobbed in your lap
like a 12-year-old girl,

asked you to marry me
and got turned down?

♪♪

(Sighs)

You shouldn't feel
humiliated.

Well, it happened, and I do,

and there is nothing
you can do about it.
(Ding)

♪♪

He's dead, isn't he?

No, Ellen. It's--
it's not that.

I'm sorry to startle you.
I'm looking for Keith.

Come in.

He stopped by my office
this morning.

♪♪

He o.D.'D.

I helped him,
and then he ran off.

I haven't seen him
in months.

I'm surprised he even
came to you.

He--he can't afford it.
We have a deal. He stops by
so I can keep an eye on him.

I give him clean needles
so he doesn't spread--
you're helping him get high.

I'm helping him stay safe.

It's enabling.

I should know, because I was
queen of enabling.

But it doesn't work, Pete.

I had to cut him off,
for his good and for mine.

He's an addict.
I know.
It's a horrible disease.

Well, call it a disease
if you want.

It's politically correct.
I get it.

But he chooses to shoot up.

And I choose not to have
anything to do with him.

This man...

♪♪

This is my husband...

The man I loved.

I'm trying to help you
get him back.

It's not up to you, Pete.

It's up to him.

And he's beyond help.

♪♪

How's she doing?

Tim, hey.

Um, Archer was able
to stop the stroke.

He woke her up,
but there's swelling.

So she's still paralyzed
on the side.

She hasn't been able to talk
yet, but he's very hopeful.
And the baby?

Everything's
looking good, Tim.

♪♪

Uh... d-did you wanna...

Go in there and see her?

She doesn't want me here.

I--I'll let her family know
that she's okay.

♪♪

Mm.

Mm. What do you think about
me staying over tonight?

Oh, no, no.
(Laughs) No.

I don't want Maya
to wake up

and see you here
in the morning.
Mm. I could sneak out early.
I'll sneak out.

No, no, I am sorry,
but I can't.

But I will
make it up to you.

Tomorrow night?

Yeah, actually, I can't.
I have a date.

You have a date?

With another woman?

Well, I don't date men.
I support the choice, but...

Funny.

Funny guy.

You're upset.

No, I'm not upset.
I'm not.

I'm just, um...

I'm surprised.

I thought that we were, um--

we are, and it's great.

It's amazing.
But I'm not your boyfriend.

I didn't say
you were my boyfriend.

Look...
I'm the good-time guy.

I'm your good-time guy.

And you should enjoy
the good-time guy,

'cause the good-time guy
is good.

You want to go again?

(Whispers) I'll do things
that you never heard of.

Okay, but you have to leave
right after.

(Normal voice)
Good-time guy will go,

right after this.

Oh. (Giggles)

Oh, my... (Laughs)

(Knock on door)

Uh, just a minute.

Hello, Violet.

Hey, Sheldon.
This is unexpected.

I know.
I coulda called.

Maybe I shoulda called,
but I...

I didn't want you
to say no.

To what?

Violet, we should be able to
talk about our... situation.

I--I'm sorry. Situation?

You know what I
like most about you?

How easily
we can talk about things,

how in sync we are,
how we get each other.

I get that there's
a problem,

I just have no idea
what it is.

Oh. Hey, Cooper.

Oh, hey, Sheldon.

You're here,
talking to Violet.
And you're here.

I got some gyros,
and I needed some advice.

But you guys are here talking,
which is great.

So I should go.
Thanks.

No, don't go.

Gyros for three it is.

♪♪

(Cell phone ringing)

I can wait.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

(Rings and beeps)

(Lowered voice) Yeah?

Hey, I need you
to decode.

Um, Sonya's here.
(Clears throat)
Tell her to call 9-1-1
if necessary, Sam.

All right? You're a father.

You can't afford
to die for sex.
I got this. I got this.

All right. What do you--
what do you need decoded?

Okay, it's Archer.
What's a good-time guy?

Uh, a-a-a guy who you have
a good time with.

Speaking of which...

(Exhales deeply)
So do--do you think
I'm the type

that would be okay
dating a-a guy like that?

Well, you were okay sleeping
with a guy like that

twice already, so--
I-I am a divorced woman
with standards,

and--and I have no practice
at dating.

I mean, is this what people do?
Is this what you're doing?

Are you being
a good-time guy?

Uh, no, no. I--Sonya is not
a good-time-guy girl.

That's... that's why
she made me wait.
So I'm trashy?

No, you're not trashy.
You are a queen.

You are an African queen.
Who are you calling
an African queen?

You are an African
earth mother... (Mouths words)

Who--who just happens to be
with a-a good-time guy.

It's--it's okay.
It's different.
Is it?
I mean, is it different?

Because it--
unh, it feels trashy.

Look, okay, I-I gotta run.

So just, uh,
go with the flow.
Is she naked?

Uh, almost.
You nervous?

Yes, I am, very.

Sam, Sonya really likes you.

Okay? You already won her over.
Just go for it.

Okay, okay. Go for it.

♪♪

I've made you wait
long enough.

(Inhales deeply)

(Monitor beeping rhythmically)

(Groans)

They found you
down at the beach.

Well, I hope I remembered
my sunscreen.

This isn't funny, Keith.

You're gonna have to
stay here for a while.

You know I hate hospitals.

You have bacterial endocarditis.
It's an infection.

The kind 'caused by using
dirty needles.

I gave you new needles
whenever you asked.

You have hep-c. This was
to prevent the spread.

What did you do
with the needles?
I traded them.

I didn't share
the dirty needles, Pete.

You traded my needles
for more drugs?

I don't want to be
like this anymore, okay?

I'm trying. I am.

And I haven't done well,
but I can. I can.

I know I can,
as soon as I get out of here.

Hey, hey, hey.
(Grunts)

The bacteria is eating away
at your heart, Keith.

Do you understand that?

The hepatitis is destroying
your liver.

If you leave now,
you will die.

You mad at me?

You... are a grown woman...

Having sex with my brother.

But still,
you are a grown woman.

Um, do you think that,

uh, a responsible
grown woman like me,

uh, can also be
the type of woman

that goes out with...
The good-time guy?

Is that
what he's calling himself?

Yeah. And I-I don't know.
Can I?

Here's my advice--

be careful
listening to my brother.

Things don't tend to end well
for the women in his life,

and you are my friend.
What, are you mad at him?

You know, he comes here,
and... ugh! It changes me.

He pushes me, and I start
acting like a teenager.

I mean, I am a competent woman,
and when he's here,

I-I feel like...
The little sister.

(Chuckles)

You know what?
I'm not blaming him,

but part of the reason why I
asked Kevin to move in with me

is because Archer
kept badgering me

about our relationship
not working

and how I was dating
out of my element

because Kevin's a cop.
S.W.A.T.

So I made a choice to prove him
wrong, and he was right.

And I hate that.
Why don't you try and have

a different relationship
with him?

Look at me and Sam--married,
divorced and then awkward,

and now we are actually
talking to each other

about our love lives
with other people.
You are?

Yeah, and if Sam and I
can get past all that,

surely you and Archer can.
Mm.

(Pager beeps)
Oh, I gotta go.

Hey.

She called 9-1-1.

Aw, sweetie. I'm sorry.

Yeah.

My daughter hated me.
I know that.

I have no idea what she
told you about me,

but I-I imagine
it wasn't flattering.

Well, I could say that
that is privileged,

but I don't think that
would help either one of us

to understand
what's going on here.

So, yes,
Terri had negative feelings.

That's why I'm not sure

what you are asking for
is a good idea.

I do corporate litigation.

I'm good at my work.
I love it.

And when I got pregnant,
everyone told me,

"don't worry. It'll be amazing.
It'll change your life,"

and it did,
but it wasn't amazing.

It was hard and exhausting,

and... (Sighs)

It didn't make me feel
anything like work ever did.

So Terri's sense
that you resented her--

it had some basis in fact?

I loved my daughter
very much.

But she--she changed my life

from being in control
and fulfilled

to feeling constantly
overwhelmed and inadequate.

But, Sharon, Sharon...

Listen to yourself.

If motherhood for you
was more burden than blessing,

why would you want to
subject yourself to that again?

Because I want it
to be different this time.

But what makes you assume
it could be?
The pain.

I've lived with it
every single day

while she was alive--

not being what she needed.

I kept thinking
that at some point,

I would be able to...
Make the relationship right.

(Cries)

I can't bring Terri back,

but I-I can have the child
that she wanted...

And give it love
and--and--and attention

and... the support
that she would've...

(Voice breaking)
That she deserved...

That every child deserves.

I am capable of that.

(Groans)

Jane, you're in labor.

I need to deliver
the baby now.

It's early, but I think
it'll be okay.

I... need...
It's okay. I'm gonna
take care of the baby.

Okay?

I was surprised
you called.

Hey, um, look,
the baby is in distress,

and Jane's not dilated,
but I can't wait.

I've gotta do a c-section now,
but she's still

on blood thinners
from your procedure.

I need to reverse them
or she will bleed out.
That'll put her at risk
for another stroke.

The baby can't survive
without surgery.

Uh... what if I do
a c-section with a spinal?

Can you do
an intraoperative e.E.G.,

monitor the neuro status?
That sounds like
a good plan.

Okay, we're gonna get you
up to the O.R.

Tim...
I already called him.

(Groans)
Go ahead.

I want you
to hear me out.
I told you once, Cooper,

no more talking and expressing.
It's done.

You know what? It could be done.
It could be done and over.

And there wouldn't even be that
much mess--you're not pregnant,

we don't live together,
there's no vacations planned,

I don't have one thing
at your house,

and god knows you wouldn't leave
so much as a t-shirt at mine.

But emotionally,
I'm not ready to let go.

We are
so not the cute couple--

in and out
of each other's pockets,

finishing
each other's sentences--

but we're still a couple.
We're us.

And I love us, and I...

Am nowhere near ready
to give up.

Even if you are,
I'm not giving up.

Well, won't that be lonely?

Hey, Pete.

Hi.
I--

hey, will you sign
a 51-50 for Keith embry?

He's a drug addict.
Uh, you--you can't
lock up an addict

and force them
into treatment, Pete.
Yeah, it's more than that.

He's living on the streets,
he's got no job,

he's not eating,
he's got no clothes--
grave disability. Okay,
you've done your homework.

You think it's a bad idea?
I think--i think it's better
when people want treatment.

Forced treatment
is problematic.

And with addicts--
he'll just lie to you, Pete.

But if he stays on the streets,
he's gonna die.
Maybe,

but 72 hours in a psych facility
isn't gonna change that.
72 hours to evaluate,

then they can choose to do
a 14-day hold, and then 30 days.

Does he have a support system,
a-a wife or kids?

He has a wife,
but no kids.

Thank god.
That'd be a disaster.

Well, kids can inspire things in
people that--that adults can't.

I mean, if he'd had kids...

I mean, wouldn't it make
a difference if you'd had kids?

I'm past that window.

The sad truth is,

it's probably better that Anna
and I didn't have kids.

I'm too selfish,
and... I get angry.

So... will you sign
the 51-50?

You know, I-I think
when you, uh,

force something on someone
that they don't want,

they'll never fully commit.

So if he doesn't want this
for himself,

he'll just walk out the door.

The... baby...

Almost there, Jane.

Hang in.

Any bleeding?

Persistent oozing
around the edges.

Any changes in her e.E.G.?
No. She's fine.

Bovie. Okay, Jane. I'm gonna
take the baby out now.

Lap pad, and have
an intubation tray standing by.

(Monitor beeping rhythmically)

What's... wrong?

He's not breathing... yet.

Laryngoscope
and a suction catheter, now.

He's aspirated meconium.
How much time do I have?

You've got about 30 seconds.
Please.

Okay, come on. Come on.

Stand by with a 3-0 endotracheal
tube and a ventilator.
20 seconds, Addison.

Come on, breathe, breathe.
Come on, breathe.

(Crying)

He--
he's okay.
He's gonna be okay, Jane.

(Fussing)

Yeah.

I think I was wrong...

About Sharon
using Terri's embryos.

What about Terri?

Well, I was thinking
about Terri growing up,

about how she must have felt,

and how kids intuitively know
if their parents resent them.

But I was also thinking that--

that children only see
one side,

and that if a parent
understands their feelings

and really wants to change...

I actually think

Sharon will be a different mom
this time around.

(Sighs)

And she's not just trying
to replace her daughter?

It's not guilt?

Maybe the fact

that she's committed
to being a good mom...

Maybe that's reason enough
to give her a second chance.

(Knock on door)

Hey.

Keith, what the hell
are you doing?

Oh, I gotta get outta here.
(Chuckles)

I'm just--i'm--
I'm going crazy.

I'm sorry, Pete,
but I just--i got to, man.

No, you need to stay.
I need you to get better.

Ellen needs you
to get better.

She still wants
her husband back.

I can't be that guy
anymore.
You can.

I am not gonna sit back and let
you hurt yourself, Keith.

You have a real chance
to get clean.

I can't.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
No, no.

Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait. No.

Hey, Pete.
You're gonna be committed
to the psychiatric ward

of St. ambrose.
No.

They have doctors here

who specialize
in treating addiction.

They can help you.
Oh, you son of a bitch.

You son of a bitch.

All right! Hold on a second.
Hold on a sec...

If it's gonna work,
he has to want it.

He can get there.

He's not beyond help.

He's not.

(Naomi) Okay.

Here we go.

No, wait, wait.
Wait, please. Please wait.

S-Sharon?

What if
I'm making a mistake?

What if...

What if--what if I can't
do any better this time?

What if...
(Crying) What if...

What if I'm just destined
to be a bad mother?

Sharon.

Sharon... you're not destined
to be anything.

You have a chance to be
whatever you want.

And if the person you were
before wasn't working,

you can change it,

and you can be the kind of
mother that you think that

that baby--
that Terri's baby--deserves.

And if you commit to that

and you decide
that it's what you want,

it'll be amazing...

For both of you.

This is the chance
you wanted, right?

Then take it.

(Sniffles)

Okay.

Okay.

Hey.

He's beautiful.

Breathing on his own--
you did good, Jane.

(Whispers) Yeah.
Yes, you did.

You want me
to hand you the baby?

(Sniffles)

I'm... glad...
You're here.

(Whispers indistinctly)

Here you go.

(Baby coos)

(Sniffles and whispers)
Hi, baby.

(Tim speaks indistinctly)

(Naomi)
Anxiety-induced asthma--

what do you have?
For Sam?

Yeah.
I don't need anything.

Yes, he does.
Sonya is a problem.
We haven't...

Sealed the deal.
St--well, we've tried.

But I just--
I get nervous,

and--and then I start
to wheeze.

Butterbur and dried Ivy.

Steep it in hot water
for five minutes.

One big glass should help
reduce bronchoconstrictions

for a few hours.

Good luck.

(Sighs) What?

It's just...

After everything
you two have been through,

you're still--you're--
you're friends.

Is that weird?

No, no, no. It's great.

Yeah, I think so.

Yeah.

♪♪

She's still not talking
to you?

I opened my soul, and...

Nothing.

(Drops bags on table)

♪♪

Pete doesn't want kids.

♪♪

Sheldon doesn't want kids.
Pete doesn't want kids.

I don't want kids...

You know?

I mean, what business
do I have having a kid?

Me... raising a kid
by myself that I don't want

and wouldn't know
what to do with...

Well, you're not alone.

Every night, I wake up
in a cold sweat, Cooper.

I lay there panicked

that I'm gonna wait
too long.

I'm gonna wait too long...

And then it'll be too late
to have an abortion,

and then I will just be stuck

and I'll never be free
ever again.

Violet--
I don't know what to do.

I mean, all I know

is that unless you're
bringing me sticky buns

and gyros and burgers, I...
(Laughs) I'm lost, Cooper.

I mean, I see you,
and I feel better,

but most of the time,
I walk around lost and...

Alone and scared.

♪♪

Well, then I will be here.

Whenever you need me,
I will be here,

and we'll sit and we'll eat
and we'll figure this out.

We'll work through everything,

and... make it okay,
together.

♪♪

You'd do that for me?

I'd do anything for you.

♪♪

I am not glad that you are
working for the enemy,

and you're gonna have to learn
to stay out of my personal life,

but if you want to be here,
then...

This is gonna be fun.

(Laughs)

♪♪

♪♪

I thought you had a date.

I canceled.

So... no good-time guy?

I don't know.

All I know is that I was
getting ready for a date,

and I realized that I would
rather be with you.

So I'm more than
a good-time girl?

Now I never said that
you were a good-time girl.

Good-time guy--that's me.
No, you... you're a keeper.

You gonna let me in?

♪♪

Where's your child?

Oh, um,
she is at a sleepover.

Well, then let's
get you... naked.

(Laughs)

Mm.

(Laughs)

♪♪

(Exhales) Peace offering.

Cornbread chicken casserole.

Mama used to bring it
to the neighbors

to make peace after Landry
and Duke let their pigs out.
(Laughs)

It's the only thing
I know how to make.

I screwed up, Coop,
and I want to make it right.

So... I was thinking,

you wanted me to move in
a few months ago.

Maybe now that's
the right thing to do--

a good first step.

What's the matter?

♪♪

You goin' somewhere?

I'm moving in with Violet.

♪♪