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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.