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Did he say baby?

Yeah. As in, I'm pregnant? Yeah.

You didn't know?

No, Meg, no. I can't be.

Jenny, Jenny, they did blood tests, honey.

Have you met the period?

Yeah, but... Well, how many?

Meg, I don't know, you know? I'm not regular. I just...

God, we use protection.

So much for safe sex. Yeah, well, there's no such thing as safe sex. Just

sex. One time I beat the odds.

Meg,

what am I going to do? Well, don't panic.

Don't panic. Everything is going to be okay.

No, Meg.

Single, okay?

Divorced. A year sober.

Pregnant? No, no. This is definitely not okay. Ginny.

Wait, wait.

Gin, that way, that way.

Where am I going to live? You know, I don't even know if my building allows

kids. I mean, I can't move. I can't even afford where I'm living now.

And a nanny? How do you nanny on my belly? Ginny, Ginny, stop.

Stop. What? Calm down.

Calm down.

There are other options here.

Okay? You could always, you know. No.

I have this baby.

I just have to figure it out.

All right.

Well, I'm here. You know you're not alone.

I'm here for you.

You know that I've been exactly where you are right now, you know?

Yeah.

Thanks.

Yeah.

And there's always the baby's father.

Oh, God.

It is Hank, right?

Yes, Hank. Okay.

What do you think he'll say?

You know, I can't even think about that right now.

Right.

So do you have an OB?

No, Magda. I do not have an OB.

Well, I'll introduce you to mine. She's great. You will love her.

Okay?

So, come on, let's go.

Gin? What?

I'm coming. You know, this is all very overwhelming. Yeah, well, welcome to

motherhood.

I mean, that's 17 times.

We're at three right now.

No, we're moving out to the east. We're moving to the east.

Step back.

People, step back.

Back it up.

Inspector,

what happened?

Fire started in the nightclub.

A crowd of people panicked and ran for the door.

A lot of people got trampled in the mob.

How many 802?

Five so far. Emmy's working on them now. I've never seen anything like this.

Paramedics were pulling bodies off each other. Some dead, some alive.

Any idea what started the fire? No. The fire inspector's waiting for us to clear

all the bodies.

I hope it's soon.

All right, thanks.

Go on fire. Let's just work the case. All right, I'm going to go and check in

with Emmy.

Yeah, let's see what I can find out from the witnesses.

Uh, no.

Daze? Hey.

Hi, Ginny. What are you doing here?

Well, it was my first night off in a month. Lucky me.

Well, are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine. It's a smoke inhalation. I'll be fine.

Well, all right. Can you tell me what happened in there?

Yeah, um, I was dancing, and then I could have sworn I heard gunshot, and,

and then everybody panicked.

Gunshots? You sure?

Yeah. I'm sure.

Wait. Stop.

Ginny! Hello.

Uh, well, just concentrate on getting better, okay? We'll talk later.

Stacy's here.

Our Stacy? Yeah, she said she heard gunshots.

Well, that would explain this.

She clearly was not trampled to death.

Not unless someone was wearing 9mm heels.

McCafferty.

I'm sorry, what?

Okay, I'm heading in.

Yeah.

About an hour.

Okay, sweetie, I'm coming.

Grandma's coming.

As of now, the body counts five.

We have six criticals in the ICU.

Victims are still being treated for smoke inhalation. We've got concussions

broken bones all in all here.

Mass disaster.

Any idea what started the fire?

Candles. They were all over the club.

Against code, of course, and people started running, and the candles went

and with all the alcohol spilled, the place went off like a tinderbox.

Well, they're running. One of the victims died of multiple gunshot wounds,

Stacy remembers hearing gunshots before everybody started running. So we think

the gunshots started the stampede. The stampede started the fire.

What do we know about the gunshot victim?

Leanne Winningham, late 20s.

So far, we think that she was at the club alone.

A gun?

Probably. The 10 -millimeter Glock recovered at the same.

No prints.

Serial number was filed off.

Easily acquired and now untraceable.

Stacy,

are you sure you're ready to be back?

We already had this conversation. I look worse than I feel. What'd you get?

A gunshot victim was married to a man named Duke Winningham, and he was not

among the people who were at the club.

Wait a minute. The Duke Winningham?

The posse of one?

Who?

Come on, the 70s TV show? They used to rerun it here on Channel 13, 8 .30 at

night? Lay it down, man, or I'm going to have to lay you out.

Yeah, wasn't that the one where his wife was killed by the outlaws and he went

around the West trying to get them down? Yeah, my brother loved that show.

I mean, he's probably not the same guy. He's probably like 70 by now.

Well, you have the honor, Nate, of finding out.

Get his statement and find out why he wasn't with his wife at the club.

You follow up with the ME, and I need you to do a background search on the

gunshot. Find out everything you can.

Now, we've got to be clear about one thing.

If the gunshots were responsible for the stampede, then the shooter is

responsible for every patient in the hospital and every corpse in the morgue.

And if we find special circumstances, this becomes an LWOP case.

I want this guy in jail forever.

Yesterday.

Laura, what can you tell us?

Nightclubs shouldn't be decorated with live flames.

About the body. I finished with two. Both died of exsanguination.

Rib shattered and punctured her lungs.

This poor bastard caught a stiletto heel in his jugular.

And finally, the blue ribbon winner.

Damn, how many times was she shot?

I've dug four slugs out already.

There's another three buried in there.

Crime scenes found seven rounds in the clip and one in the chamber of the gun

the scene, so after autopsy, they should all be accounted for.

Somebody emptied half a magazine into her? Wonder who she pissed off.

There's more.

What else?

Most of the bodies stink of booze and some are carrying X, but she had this.

I didn't recognize it at first, and the label's been scratched off, so I checked

it out.

Early tests indicate it's a synthetic estradiol.

Estrogen. The stuff women are made of.

Why would someone take synthetic estrogen?

It could be a few things.

She looks a little young to be suffering from osteoporosis, so maybe to enhance

fertility. It's been a while since I did my OBGYN rotation.

Look at where she was shot.

Think she could have been pregnant?

It's possible she could be pregnant.

I'm looking into it.

When will you know?

I'll examine her pelvic region, but it's going to take time.

There's enough chopped liver there to make a nice pate.

Whoa, whoa.

What's that?

Admission stamp from the club. Everyone who was there had one. Only shows up

under blue or black light.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm just gonna... I need... I'm gonna... Fresh air.

Not that big. Oh, I know what the matter.

Okay, I can fix that.

Watch this.

No,

that's not it. Okay.

Details from the scene are pretty sketchy, but my inspectors are following

all the leads.

Following up leads?

That's it?

You can't take that to the chief.

Um, well, they were up all night interviewing club patrons, and they

to every hospital and have interviewed all surviving victims.

Would you mind?

This is a major case, Kate.

You on top of this? Or maybe you should take some time. I'm in control of

everything, and I don't need you to tell me it's a major case. My PSA was almost

killed last night.

Kat, if you can't leave your personal life at home, maybe you should

stay there.

Is that what you do when your babysitter isn't available?

I don't have a babysitter. I have a wife.

Oh, I could look into getting one of those.

Just be ready to brief the chief in an hour.

messages at three different nanny agencies. I just need to know if you

-time or part -time.

Live in.

Oh,

is that him?

Yep. That's the posse of one.

Yeah, well, he could be the got -guns poster boy.

Suppose you don't see a smoking 10 -millimeter in there, huh?

No such luck.

She was a beautiful woman.

Yes, she was.

Mr. Whittingham, Inspector's Basso in Washington.

I'm a great fan of your work, sir. Thank you.

This is my attorney, Janine Morrison.

Sit, please.

Thank you.

Mr. Whittingham, you don't need an attorney for this. I'm here for moral

support.

Mr. Whittingham, we're terribly sorry about your loss.

but we're going to need to ask you a few questions, okay?

Did you know that Leanne was at the Typhoon Club last night?

Yes.

I could never understand why she went to those places.

Was she there alone?

No, she was meeting a girlfriend there.

Samantha, I think.

I'm sorry, I can't remember her last name.

Mr. Whittingham, our medical examiner believes that...

Leanne may have been taking fertility drugs.

Do you know anything about this?

Fertility?

No.

We talked about kids, but Leanne never seemed interested.

I'm sorry, but I don't see what this has to do with Leanne's death.

She was killed in a fire. It was a horrible accident.

Mr. Winningham, your wife was not killed in the fire.

She was shot to death.

Shot?

We understood that you had been told about this.

We believe your wife was murdered.

The ensuing fire and panic were most likely the results of the gunshots.

Oh, my God.

Do you know of anyone who would have wanted to hurt your wife, an ex

something like that?

No.

Nobody I know would do a thing like that.

Now, Inspector, thank you for coming, but if you'll excuse me, I have funeral

arrangements to tend to. Mr. Winningham, four other people are dead because of

what happened in that club. Now, if you have any idea about who might have done

this or...

even been a party to it. We need to know about it now.

My son, Rick, from my first marriage.

He didn't get along with your wife?

Leanne was my fourth wife.

He'd only been married a little over a year.

He thought I was an old fool that I ought to quit marrying these younger

He just couldn't see that she was different.

She was the one.

When was the last time you talked to your son?

A week ago.

I told him that I'd asked Janine to dissolve my prenup.

And to add Leanne to the will.

How did he take that news?

Not well.

We appreciate you coming in, Mr. Winningham.

We want you to know that you're not under arrest.

You're free to leave at any time.

Where were you last night?

When Leanne was killed?

With my girlfriend?

You sure you didn't pay your stepmom a visit at the Typhoon Club?

I hate nightclubs. We stayed in, cooked pasta.

Well, we're going to need to talk to your girlfriend.

Be my guest.

Shelly Myers.

555 -2823.

You don't seem particularly broken up about the death of your stepmother.

My stepmother. I'm ten years older than she was.

How would you like it if your 64 -year -old father married someone that was

barely old enough to drink at her own wedding?

Well, that would probably bug me.

Especially if my father had already squandered a large portion of his

two other teenage brides. Look, it wasn't just me.

His lawyers insisted on a prenup for Leanne.

Well, that must have been a relief to you. Until last week when Daddy tossed

prenup and amended his will. Did you read the new one?

No.

But my father told me what was in it. Oh, so you knew that in the event of

father's death, his remaining fortune would be split between you and Leanne.

And if she had a baby, your portion would get smaller.

Unless, of course, Leanne died before your father did.

I didn't kill her.

Did you know your stepmom was trying to get pregnant?

Yeah. She may have even been pregnant at the time of her death.

We're just waiting for the lab results.

I didn't know anything about that. But what if you found out?

What if she told you last night at the club?

See, your father can't divorce another son.

That probably would have pissed you off, huh? I wasn't at the club. I didn't

kill Leanne.

Mr. Winningham, can you put your hands on the table, please?

Why? Just put them on the table.

Palms down.

Please.

I'll show you a little trick.

I learned from Mamie.

Typhoon Club.

You were there.

I want a lawyer.

You're gonna need one.

My client wants to cooperate in any way possible.

Well, if that's the case, he can start by not lying to us anymore.

Look, I was at the club, but I had nothing to do with Leanne's death.

Why were you following her?

I just wanted to get some dirt on Leanne.

To bring my dad to his senses so he'd show her the door.

Why didn't you mention this to us before?

If my father found out that I was following Leanne, he'd boot me out of

completely. And when she turned up dead, I knew it would make me look guilty.

You were right about that.

Don't you understand? I didn't need to kill her. I got what I was looking for.

Sam Walters?

Yes. We're investigating the club fire and we need to ask you a few questions.

I'm still really not feeling very well.

Yeah, well, this won't take long.

Do you recognize this woman?

Maybe we can make it a little easier.

Where'd you get this?

He was taken at the Typhoon Club by Leanne's stepson the night she was

Murdered?

I knew she was dead.

Did Rick have something to do with this? Sam, that's you.

In a compromising position with a married woman.

Yeah, Leanne and I were friends.

She invited me to the club. We hadn't seen each other for a few months, and

I got there, we hugged.

and kissed hello.

That's all.

Well, when you were done hugging and kissing, did you happen to see Leanne

talking or arguing with anyone at the club? No. I went to the bathroom, and

I came out, the place was full of smoke. I looked for her.

I couldn't see anything.

I ran for the nearest exit.

Did you have any idea that Leanne may have been pregnant?

Because apparently her husband didn't know, and when we see a photograph like

this, we need to be just a little suspicious.

Leanne, pregnant.

That's not possible.

Really? Why not?

Leanne and I were friends.

Good friends.

Well, if you were such good friends, Sam, then maybe she told you why she

to her husband.

Told him that she was meeting a woman named Samantha.

At the club that night.

Look, Leanne and I weren't having an affair.

And I don't know why she did some of the things she did, but I do know that she

loved her husband dearly.

And she wouldn't cheat on him.

With me or with anyone else.

Captain, I'm having trouble doing a background check on the gun shop right

What have you found so far?

Well, it's what I haven't found. There's no documentation on her prior to five

years ago. Birth certificate?

No. Social security number? None.

The earliest documentation I could find is when she traveled from Poland to the

U .S.

She's Polish?

Oh, dear.

Okay.

Thank you.

The hospital, one of the critical patients, just flatline.

Body count's not fixed.

So this is probably not a good time to tell you that our prime suspect's alibi

just came through. Yeah, clerk at a 24 -hour photo booth remembers seeing Rick

coming around the time of the murder. So with travel time between the club and

the photo place... He's definitely clear.

Which leaves us where?

Square one.

So... Your victim wasn't pregnant.

Yet. She could have still been trying.

It's impossible.

What do you mean?

Leanne doesn't have a uterus, or even ovaries, for that matter.

I'm sorry.

Come again?

She isn't a she.

Leanne's a man.

So we were able to track down the doctor that gave Leanne the estrogen.

It turns out that she, or he, had penile inversion surgery about five years ago.

Ouch. No wonder I couldn't find any documentation on a Leanne Winningham

1998. She didn't exist.

Yeah. The estradiol she was taking was a feminizing hormone that transsexuals

have to take for the rest of their lives. She had a breath augmentation and

several other surgeries, including something called a tracheal shave.

I think we get the picture.

Where are we on the investigation?

Well, Duke certainly knew she was at the club, and he definitely had the

firepower. Yeah, not to mention the motive.

Well, maybe he knew that she used to be a man, and maybe he loved her anyway.

What, the Duke?

Posse of one? No way.

Well, if he just found out, why didn't he divorce her? Why kill her?

Well, with no prenup, she'd get half of everything.

And if the reason for the divorce ever became public, the same man image could

be tarnished. You know, there's also that boyfriend of hers, Sam.

At the hospital, he seems really surprised and hurt, but I still think

hiding something.

Well, lean on both of them.

Stacy, research the other marriages.

Look for a history of violence or abuse.

Okay, Captain. Oh, Captain, the nannies are here for, you know, their

interviews. Whenever you're ready.

I couldn't be more ready.

Bring them on. Okay.

So, you used to tour with musicians and take care of their kids? That sounds

interesting.

Why'd you leave?

Well, I finally found my own band, Vicious Taunt.

Vicious Taunt?

Yeah.

Hey, is it cool if, like, the band rehearses at your place sometimes?

I have been a professional caregiver for 20 years, and do you know what I found

children need the most?

Affection?

Discipline. They crave it.

Well, my granddaughter's a little young to be a bad curfew.

You can never start too soon.

Naps and feeding times must be strictly regimented.

I took the liberty of drafting a schedule for the baby's activities and

as well.

It can't be deviated from.

Well, I'm a police captain, so... It can't be deviated from.

Well, I must say you're the first male applicant I've seen.

Ah, manis are the wave of the future.

Manis? Male nannies.

We're very in touch with our maternal side.

Great. Is there something you'd like to ask me?

Are there going to be any, like, random drug tests?

Uh, Stacy?

Hey, Sam?

So, we just found out that you're...

Girlfriend, Leanne, was really your boyfriend.

When did you find out?

More importantly, what did you do when you found out?

Surprise like that?

Make you reach for a gun?

Leanne was never a man.

And she wasn't my lover.

She was my mentor.

Mentor for what?

Sexual reassignment.

I've already started my transition with one.

So you're... One, two?

Yeah.

So when Leanne told Duke that she was meeting Samantha at the bar... She was

talking about me.

Leanne and I met almost ten years ago at the Gay and Lesbian Alliance, Berkeley.

She was...

Leonard then.

You know, you could have told us it sooner.

It was a secret.

Leanne guarded fiercely, especially after she met Duke.

And frankly, I was scared.

Of what?

Oh, gee, I don't know.

You know, your best friend just gets blown away, very possibly for being what

you are. It doesn't exactly make you want to jump out and say, hey, me too.

Even before this, I didn't know if I could go through with it.

But Leanne, she... She never had any doubt.

Well, what makes you think that Leanne was killed because she was a

Did someone know? Did she tell you that she was afraid of someone?

That's what she wanted to talk to me about that night.

She thought she'd been...

followed by a private investigator. She was afraid Duke already knew.

But she didn't think he'd understand.

Not a chance.

Stacy, any progress on the Duke next month?

So far, I've found number three. I'm waiting for her to call me back, and

I'll keep looking for the rest.

And the next nanny prospect?

She's in your office.

I don't know, sometimes I think every qualified nanny in the Bay Area's books

are eternity. Maybe this one's the one.

From your lips.

Hi. And that was hard, and then I had to bring her in again yesterday.

Which, obviously, it's just not going to work for either one of us.

What I'm needing is someone who is dependable and...

Well, I worked for the Hendersons for almost 15 years.

Yes, I know.

I have a... I started exactly two months after I moved here from Guatemala.

Your letter of recommendation is just glowing.

They helped me bring my sons here. They gave me my green card.

They even taught me to drive.

And why'd you leave?

Christine, their youngest daughter, she moved away to college.

The Hendersons wanted me to stay on, but I am a nanny, not a housekeeper. Of

course.

How did your granddaughter sleep last night?

Well, actually not very well. I looked high and low, but I couldn't find her

favorite teddy.

She must have dropped it when she was here. You see how she's chewing on her

ear?

You can tell it's her favorite.

Now that she has it back, she'll sleep much better.

I know she will.

Thank you. You're welcome.

Is something wrong?

Just waiting for the other shoe to drop.

He wouldn't object to a random drug test, would he?

Excuse me? Never mind.

I'd like to give this a try. Oh.

When could you start?

Well, when can I meet Kitty Ann?

Is this the man that killed my wife?

You don't recognize him?

No. Well, we have reason to believe that you should. Why don't you take another

look at him? What's this all about, inspectors?

Why did you suggest Mr. Winningham call his attorney for this meeting?

Leanne wasn't taking hormone supplements because she wanted to get pregnant. Why

then? Because ten years ago, that was Leanne. What are you talking about?

not making any sense. Mr. Winningham.

Leanne was a transsexual. What?

You can't be serious.

Did you hire a private investigator to follow your wife?

Leanne was a what?

Uh, Mr. Winningham, we need you to stay here to finish answering these

questions. Did you kill your wife because you found out she used to be a

Oh, my God. Something's wrong.

Call an ambulance. Duke. Duke.

Someone is on the way.

Get somebody. Are they coming?

Hang on, Duke.

You should have seen his face when we told him about Leanne.

He's an actor, Nate.

Well, then he deserves an Oscar for that heart attack. That was a hell of a

performance. He even fooled the doctors at the hospital.

That heart attack was obviously real. The question is, was it brought on by

shock or guilt?

Did his alibi check out?

Phone records confirm his attorney's story. She called him at his house on

cell phone and talked to him. Or someone else at the house.

For a good 25 minutes.

Well, see if you can find someone to corroborate his alibi and get his

to make an official statement.

I just got off the phone with Duke's third wife, and she said that he was

violent and never abused her.

Then why'd they break up?

Well, it seems that Duke wasn't exactly faithful.

I called because I had some more papers for Leanne and Duke to sign to complete

the new will. That couldn't wait till morning?

When Duke decides on a course of action, he wants it done now. So when you

called Duke, did you ask where Leanne was? Yes.

He told me she was out at a club.

You say which one?

I don't remember.

Why does that matter? I didn't know Duke knew exactly where his wife was when

she was murdered.

He's in the hospital, and you're still trying to build a case against him. Just

answer the question, or we can go to the hospital and ask Duke himself.

Yes. He told me she was that typhoon.

That doesn't prove anything.

No, but it tells us you knew where she was, too.

Where were you at the time of the murder, Miss Morrison?

Are you pointing a finger at me now?

Oh, this is really... Hit him! Hey, sit down!

We spoke with Duke's third wife.

She was quite forthcoming about your affair with him.

And also how upset you were when he broke it off.

We know you were at Typhoon that night.

Okay, one of the bouncers positively ID'd your picture.

That doesn't mean I killed Leanne.

No. That does mean that you lied to us. And if you didn't have something to

hide, why would you do that?

You stood by and let us shock Duke Winningham into having a heart attack.

No. You were willing to let him die rather than admit what you'd done. No!

Duke is going to be fine.

You think so?

Even when he finds out you were the one who destroyed the only woman he ever

really loved.

You can't destroy what doesn't exist.

Why didn't you just tell him what you found out?

Were you afraid that he'd love her anyway and that you'd never have him? We

cops all over the city showing your picture to people at the club that

So far, two of them have positively ID'd you with Leanne.

They were probably drunk.

I don't think they'll make very good witnesses.

No, no, no, no, no, no. One of them said she saw you with a gun. Yeah? Well, she

is wrong.

On your feet, Janine.

Your P .I.

rolled over on you.

So we know that you hired him to follow Leanne, and we know he gave you the gun

so you didn't pay him enough to be an accessory to murder.

So this is over.

Why don't you make it easier on yourself?

Duke didn't even know what Leanne... and was.

He could never have loved such a creature.

And he would have found out sooner or later. You can't keep a secret like that

forever.

I'm the only one who truly loved him.

Truly.

Well, I'll tell you what.

When we're done here,

We can take a walk through the morgue and you can see the people who lost

lives for your true love.

Oh, Janine's being arraigned in the morning.

DA's piling on charges for all the club casualties.

Even without special circumstances, she's convicted of first -degree murder.

She's spending the rest of her life in jail.

Any news on the other critical patients?

No change.

The dude's going to be fine, though. And he turned out to be a good guy after

all.

Good work, guys. It's been a long day. I'm going home to give my little girl a

bath. Good night. Good night, Cap.

You better know what's going on.

Marita?

Oh, I didn't hear you come in.

I'm supposed to give Katie Anne her bath. We discussed this.

Yes, I know. It's very important that you follow my instructions. I appreciate

your initiative, but...

I wish you'd check with me before you disregard them. I was changing her

and I noticed that she had a rash.

And she was so fussy, I couldn't get her to settle down.

I put some aloe in the water.

She's better now. Okay.

Thank you.

It's just that I love giving her her bath.

I look forward to it all day. It helps me unwind from work.

She's not ready to get out.

I'll clean up and you guys play.

You washed her hair. She didn't mind one bit, did she?

No, she's a very unusual little girl.

My daughter hated having her hair washed. She didn't like getting her face

My oldest son, too. Oh, and teaching him to swim.

Amanda somehow managed to master every stroke without ever putting her head in

the water. It was amazing.

She has your eyes.

Like your mother.

Shall I get her ready for bed?

Oh, it's okay. Take a break. I'll get her ready for bed.

Okay.

Melita?

Yes?

About before.

I understand.

But you don't have to worry.

At the Henderson's, I would wake the children, cook their meals, and put them

bed almost every night.

But they always knew who their mother was.

Thank you.

Are you having a fun day?

Are you having a fun day?

You okay?

I don't know, Meg. You know, I see these women in AA and they're sorry they

screwed up their kids' lives. They're sorry they're still drinking.

You know, I mean, that could be me in a couple of years. Ginny, stop.

Hello, Magda.

Hi. How are you? I'm good, thank you.

Benjamin's good. This is my very dear friend, Ginny Eckstead, and partner.

Well, hello, Ginny. Any friend of Magda's is likewise.

I believe my nurse got all of your basic history, so why don't we just get

started? All right, please.

I'm just going to wait on the side, okay? Oh, no, she's just going to stay.

Oh, that's fine, fine.

You can just lie back, would you, honey, and lift your shirt up a bit?

Now, the first thing we're going to do is check for your baby's heartbeat.

Wow.

Okay. What is that? Well, this is a probe, and it lets us hear the fetal

tones through the machine speaker.

Now, I could just use my stethoscope, but this is a lot more fun.

Okay, is there something wrong?

Oh, that's good.

That's real good.

Your baby has a very strong heartbeat.

He's already like you.

Excuse me a second.

Oh, I'm so sorry, but I just have to take this. I'm sorry, honey.

There we go.

I'll be right back.

I'm having doubts.

I don't know. Maybe not.

Is it possible somehow to fall in love at first sound?

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

I'm going to have a baby. Yes, you are.

I'm so happy.

You know, I... Maybe this was just meant to be. You know, my

getting pregnant.

How do you mean?

You know, Mac, when I was drinking, I can't tell you the number of times I had

unprotected sex with men I barely knew.

And nothing, you know, nothing. Well, you were very lucky, Jen, you know.

Now I get sober, I meet this incredible man, and

then a heartbeat.

It's going to be fine, right? Yeah, honey, it's going to be better than

Yep.

Now all I have to do is tell Hank.

Well, congratulations.