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[moaning softly]

-Good morning, beautiful.
-Mmm.

You sleep well?

-Like a queen.
-Mm-hmm.

Oh, what a beautiful morning
it is.

Yeah.

Last night was transcendent.

-Oh, yeah.
-I'm still on a cloud.

Anything good?

Yeah, um, seems
your mama's concert has

already broken the Internet.

-Check this out.
-[music playing]

Look at her.

Working that stage
like the legend she is.

And to think

I got to come home with the man

who helped make it possible.

Nah, it's just a slideshow.

Now, Ms. Anita,
she's the real force of nature.

Must run in the family.

-Andre Richardson.
-Mm-hmm?

Are you sweet-talking me?

Yeah.

After last night,
when you had me speaking

in tongues with your tongue.

Those moves you pulled out.

And here I thought
I'd done it all.

What can I say?

You inspired me

to do
and to explore new territory.

-Is that right?
-Mm-hmm.

Well...

maybe it's time
I return the favor.

Do something for you that
I've never done for anyone else.

[chuckling]

Again, Doug, really?

Not now, Ted.

I just heard what happened
with your valve replacement.

Your little zone-out moment

could've got
that patient killed.

He'll pull through just fine.

Only because Dr. Marino
showed up.

A first-year resident
batting cleanup

for our top
cardiothoracic surgeon.

Do you know how
that makes us look?

I lost concentration
for one moment, that's all.

One moment is all it takes.

We're not talking
about some routine physical.

This is heart surgery.

Look, I shouldn't
have to explain this to you,

but if I do,
then we have a serious problem.

Board's been talking
about you lately.

Let 'em.

I don't give a damn.

You do if you want
to keep your medical license.

You've been showing up
distracted

and unfocused.

Missing things
any first-year would catch.

What the hell's gotten into you,
Doug?

These numbers aren't
adding up, Vanessa.

Then perhaps you need to check
your calculations again.

I assure you,
everything's accounted for.

That's not what these records
are telling me.

This much capital

materializing out of thin air
tends to raise red flags.

You want to double the funds

flowing
through my realty company?

Our first few properties
were a trial run

to see how well
we work together.

And we have an undeniable
je ne sais quoi.

Don't you agree?

The funds are for a bid
I'm putting in

on some commercial real estate.

In that new waterfront
development down by the wharf.

I asked where it came from,
not what it's for.

You know what I love
about numbers, Vanessa?

What, pray tell?

They don't lie.

But people do.

Are you accusing me
of something?

Surely you didn't discover
this windfall tucked

between your sofa cushions.

Maybe you're underestimating

the size of my couch.

NICOLE:
That's funny.

Last time I was there,
your couch

barely had room
for throw pillows.

♪ ♪

Well, you are never going

to believe
what happened to me yesterday.

You finally opened that Roth IRA
like I've been asking you?

No, Mom.

[chuckles]
Derek came to see me.

Hallelujah. Someone
finally came to their senses.

Never in a million years
did I see it coming.

But then there he was,
hat in hand.

Said he was an idiot,
that he'd do

anything to make it right.

See?

What did your mama tell you?

I knew it was just
a silly misunderstanding.

That man is a catch.

Stable career, pension plan,

health insurance,

and Lord knows,
easy on the eyes.

Yeah, Derek is, is great

on paper.

So when is he moving back in?

We need to sage
that apartment first,

get rid
of all that negative energy.

The day after never.

Come again?

I turned him down.

I'm so sorry
to get your hopes up.

JACOB: Damn, bro.
You were hitting that heavy bag

-like it owed you money.
-Yeah.

Just working some stuff out.

Went and saw Ashley yesterday.

I'm guessing that went left.

She didn't just reject me,
she excavated my heart,

put it through
a wood chipper, and...

set the pieces on fire.

Look, maybe Ashley
just needs time to process.

You two were good together.

Yeah, tell her that.

I laid it all out there.

Told her I was wrong,
that I'd do anything.

My God, I must have sounded
so pathetic.

Hey, look,
there's nothing pathetic

about fighting for your woman.

Unless you're crying
in her DMs at 2:00 a.m.

Yeah, not that pathetic.

But I did get all up
in my feels when Ashley

wouldn't agree to marry me.

And then I just...

stormed off like some...

Some whiny guy serving up
premium-grade

entitlement
with a side of drama?

Geez, yeah.

By the time I got
my head out of my ass,

she was gone.

And now I've lost the best thing

that's ever happened to me

forever.

Oh, thanks for pulling these
Atlanta files together for me.

Hmm, my pleasure.

It's nice, seeing you locked in.

You know, you've seemed
a little distracted lately.

Hey-hey, somebody rushed out
without breakfast.

Can't have the DMV's most
tenacious attorney working on--

[screams]

-Baby.
-[gasps]

Baby?

The look on your face,

like you're watching Bigfoot.

Can you blame me?

I didn't think the great
Dani Dupree did domestic.

I raised two whole children.

They only ordered takeout
three times a week.

-Okay, four. Who's counting?
-[laughs]

Well, you could have fooled me.

I just always figured
you had staff

handling this kind of stuff.

Mother wouldn't hear of it.

She said her girls
needed every skill

she learned
growing up in Chicago.

How do you think
I know how to fight?

[chuckles]

True. Well, color me impressed.

But... why do you have to

go through all of this trouble?

I thought we were
keeping things casual.

I have to do something
to keep up

with that wholesome nurse
who's captured your attention.

Oh. Okay.

I just don't understand.
Derek's everything you wanted.

He's everything
I thought I wanted,

but I realized that

we were never gonna make it.

Honey, I know living together

was an adjustment,
but nobody's perfect.

And all those little quirks
that drove you crazy

would have worked
their way out in time.

No, mom, this isn't
just about Derek

leaving wet towels on the floor.

I mean, our...

...our values
are completely different.

Like how?

Well, Derek wants to settle down
and get married.

He wants to put in his years
at the fire department,

rise through the ranks,
and retire with

a pension, while I do
the same at the hospital.

Okay, okay. Thank you.

Well, there's nothing wrong
with a little stability.

Some of us had to learn that
the hard way.

Yeah, I know. It's what
you always wanted for me.

Yes, because I wanted you

to make different choices
than what I did.

And I wanted you
to have an easier life

than what I went through.

But there's so much more
out there, Mom.

And I'm starting to question
if maybe I've been...

[sighs] ...missing out
by playing it so safe.

I mean, maybe I want
to explore the world more

before I lock myself down
into one path.

Where is all this coming from?

I-I've...

been reading a lot.

Which book?

A lot of them.

And I've been
spending time with someone

who's been getting me
to see things differently.

[sighs] Do I even need to guess?

Damn Andre.

Hey, chill out, bro.

-This is not that kind of place.
-My bad.

Let's just go sit down before
that gets back to the Duprees

and they revoke my guest pass.

All right.

Now, was Andre
who you were picturing

when you were murdering
that heavy bag?

Yes.

No. it... it's the guy

Ashley was flirting with
in front of me.

At first, I thought she was just

trying to make me
jealous, but...

now I'm starting to wonder
if they really

got something going on.

I tried to warn you
about that guy

when he came into town.

Yeah, I should have listened.

If I'd have known
I'd had real competition,

I might've not let it all
fall apart in the first place.

Look, it's not too late.

Maybe Ashley just
needs time and space

to come to the same realization
you did and come back to you.

While Mr. World Traveler
is showing her the good life?

I really thought she didn't
care about that stuff.

She doesn't, bro. You know that.

Yeah, she just doesn't want
to commit to anything permanent,

which is perfect, because

Andre's never gonna settle down.

Since when did you start
believing in hospital gossip?

Since my friend
here started acting like

he forgot where he came from.

Well, so much for my friend

giving me the benefit
of the doubt.

Doug, you used
to be a conscientious

and careful surgeon,
but your behavior

both inside and outside
the operating room

has been problematic for months.

There are members of the board

who want to suspend
your privileges

until you get
yourself straightened out.

There hasn't been
a single malpractice

allegation against me.

Not one.

Not yet.

I've given decades
to this hospital.

I-I've fixed more lives
than anyone can count.

I've missed birthdays,

anniversaries, school plays.

These hands,
they've held beating hearts,

fixed broken arteries,

given people
second chances of life

when no one else could or would,

and this is the thanks I get?

This is not a witch hunt, Doug.

I'm just trying
to find out what's going on.

Talk to me, man.

If something
is troubling you,

I can help.

If there's an issue
in your personal life,

may-may-maybe the board
will be sympathetic.

I don't need your judgment,
Ted, or your help.

You know,
I'm-I'm-I'm good, actually.

Better than good.

Doug, come on, come on,
we're not done talking.

You can tell the board,

don't bother
with that suspension.

Because I quit.

[groaning]

Caroline, what the hell
is that box

doing in the middle
of the floor?

Bill... Hayley, I'm so sorry.

Baby, it's not Caroline's fault.

I was rushing,
not looking where I was going.

Okay. Look,
get that box out of here.

Of course.

Come on. You sure
you're okay, baby?

Yes. The only thing
that is damaged

is my pride and that
French toast that I slaved over.

Okay. All right.

Well, what's hurting?

And don't say nothing.

[scoffs] I'm fine, really.

What about the baby?

He or she had
a little adventure, that's all.

No harm, no foul, babe.

[sighs]

You can't know that.

We need a doctor's opinion.

-Bill...
-Baby, please.

This is not up for discussion.

[laughs] Girl, please.

The "windfall in my couch"
thing was a joke.

It's a simple
investment partnership.

Just work your magic
so the IRS stays happy.

I'll need substantially more
details than you've provided.

And you'll get
everything you need later.

Right now I need
to catch up with my friend.

Sorry we didn't get to connect

at the concert last night,

though I was too busy
singing my lungs out

to do much talking anyway.

You enjoyed yourself?

Did I? Your mama
did her thing up there.

Oh, she absolutely killed it.

Pure magic. I take it Anita's
pleased with how it went?

I imagine so.
I still haven't had a chance

to speak to her yet.

Please tell me
she's doing another one.

I can't wait that long to hear
those pipes in person again.

I'm glad you had a good time.

But why do I get the feeling
that you are working very hard

to change the subject?

[chuckles]

Your Spidey senses
tingling, are they?

I thought
you were a psychiatrist,

not a detective.

Eh, in some instances,

they're not too far off.

So what's really going on
with this real estate deal?

Since when are you so invested

in the inner workings
of my business?

Since you started
playing with fire.

Look, Vanessa, I am speaking
to you as your best friend here.

I have been really worried
about you,

especially since you've
gotten yourself involved

with certain...

questionable characters.

[phone chimes]

And that is exactly
who I am talking about,

so let me rephrase my question.

What is going on
with you and Joey Armstrong?

Don't let your temper

or your pride make you do
something stupid.

You don't want to throw away
your medical career.

If I'm not going
to be treated with respect,

maybe I damn well do.

I know how much
medicine means to you, Doug.

Remember
when you injured your hand?

You-you were miserable
when you couldn't operate.

You said you felt like
you lost your purpose.

Maybe I found something better.

Better than saving lives?

Than being one
of the most respected

cardiac surgeons in the city?

And how do you plan on paying
those bills at Fairmont Crest?

The property tax alone is enough
to break anybody.

Trust me, I know.

Stay out of my pockets.

My wife comes from old money.

And unlike you,
my marriage is intact.

What did you say?

Just calling it like I see it.

I might not be in the most
conventional relationship,

but at least Vanessa's
not showing me the door.

I'm gonna ignore that crack
for the sake of our friendship,

but I suggest
you watch yourself.

Friendship? Please.

Thanks for showing me
what loyalty is really about.

I don't have to sit here
and waste my time

being in a place
where I'm not valued.

Good riddance.

-[sighs]
-[door closes]

Damn, woman,
that was scrumptious.

High praise.
Don't look so shocked.

You saw me
throw down in the kitchen.

Yeah, but seeing is one thing.

-Believing-- that's another.
-Oh.

So I'm too bougie to cook now?

That's what you're trying
to say?

It's a new side of you,
that's all.

One that I'm definitely
enjoying.

Well, I always thought
of cooking as more of a chore

-than a passion.
-Mm.

But, baby, if I'm doing
something, I'm doing it right.

Even if it's just eggs.

Just? These eggs had
quite the kick to 'em.

It's not exactly
the traditional French way.

It is the Dani way.

-That dash of saffron
I threw in there?
-Mm-hmm.

Learned that
from a runway sister in Mumbai.

But I never understood
why French cuisine

was supposed
to be so sophisticated.

I think it's bland as hell.

ASHLEY:
I don't know

that I want snails
in my mouth ever again.

But there was
something delicious about them.

-Mm-hmm.
-You know,
once you get past the texture.

That's fair.
What about the steak au poivre?

Oh, it was every bit
as I imagined it.

Sitting in a Parisian bistro,

belly filled
with champagne and joy.

Yeah, well,
some of us enjoy subtle tastes.

That's right.

You do have an appetite
for bland, don't you?

-[laughs]
-Which reminds me,

we still have to talk
about that delightful

yet unseasoned young woman.

I have been worried
about this Andre situation

ever since you told me
about that so-called kiss.

And then I caught you
making googly eyes

at that photo collage like
it was your high school crush.

Really? You never said anything.

Because Derek moved in,

and I told myself
I was just being paranoid.

Now I know I should have

-listened to my gut.
-Okay.

You've never even met Andre.

You can't possibly know
what he's like.

I don't need to.

-You called him
a player yourself.
-Yeah.

Because I was going off
of his reputation.

But now that I've gotten to...

know him better, I can see

that he's actually a really
caring and compassionate guy.

You know,
he has been amazingly supportive

during this Derek drama.

[scoffs]

Probably because
it furthers his agenda

of getting in your pants.

No, that is not true.

The last time
we hung out, actually...

...there was potential
for things to get romantic,

and Andre put the brakes on.

He said he didn't want
to take advantage of me

while I was vulnerable
and on the rebound.

That's what players do, sweetie.

They convince you
that they're different

from all the other hound dogs,
make you feel special.

Well, maybe I am.

No one's saying that you're not.

But Andre-- he's the one

following the same
tired playbook

of every sweet talker
since Adam first played Eve.

Why is it so hard
for you to believe

that someone like Andre
could actually care about me?

Mom, he...

he recreated Paris
in his apartment

because he knows
that I dream of traveling.

He really listens.

For now.

Until Milan Fashion Week
starts calling.

Men like that don't change
their flight patterns.

How are you going to feel
when he abandons you again

for his so-called work?

Joey and I still have
some leftover paperwork

from the house he bought.

-The escrow's been dragging on.
-Mm.

A convenient excuse
to spend more time with him.

I know you, Vanessa.

And I see how attracted you are.

Joey Armstrong is dangerous.

You need to stay as far away
from him as possible.

-He's not the bogeyman, Nicole.
-Not from what I hear.

Supposedly,
Joey's dealings go much deeper

than running a shady casino.

I don't want you getting in

-over your head.
-[phone buzzing]

Not to worry.

It's my husband.
And unlike Joey's text,

I need to take this.

Good. I'm glad you have
your priorities in order.

I am meeting somebody
for breakfast,

so I will leave you to it.

Doug, why aren't you
at the hospital?

I just quit.

You did what?

Just got off the phone
with the chief of staff.

I am officially unemployed.

Have you lost your mind?

You refused to stop
your arrangement with Joey,

so I'm done playing
by the rules.

But to walk out on your job
with no notice?

Doug, call back.
Tell them you made a mistake.

Since you are so determined

to be the queen
of money laundering,

I might as well be the king.

Why should I have
to clock in every day

when we have
Joey's unlimited pipeline?

Because I'm not so sure
it's unlimited.

You and your criminal boyfriend
are going

to keep the cash flowing
through our account.

In fact, I'm going
to up the ante on our deal.

I know enough
about his operation

to bury Joey Armstrong,
and that gives me all the power.

Babe, you are being
overly dramatic.

I don't need to see the doctor.

That's not a risk
I'm willing to take, baby.

Pregnant women aren't made
of glass.

-What? You don't think
I know my own body?
-Okay.

All right.
You remember how I ignored

the numbness in my hand? Hmm?

I insisted that I was fine.

It turned out to be a symptom

that was the issue
that caused my stroke.

Now, if I had gone
to the doctor sooner,

-I may have avoided that.
-Wait. That was different.

You were being
a typical stubborn man.

And you're being
reckless with my child.

Reckless?

I don't have any symptoms,

and I don't want or need
to waste a doctor's time.

Listen, baby, we have to err
on the side of caution, okay?

Now, I'm calling Dr. Perkins
right now

to set up an appointment.

There's my favorite
psychiatrist.

This seat taken?

Carlton.

Mm. Looking beautiful as usual.

Thank you.

So, your mother's concert
has everyone buzzing.

I still have to thank Ted

for getting those tickets
for the clinic staff.

Yet he couldn't show up himself.

That did throw me for a loop.

And then Leslie managing to snag
one of those tickets. [groans]

So, that is how that snake
slithered her way in.

Yeah, Ted gave me no warning.

Otherwise, you know I would've
given you a heads-up.

I know you would have.

Just like you planted yourself
right next to her

to run interference.

I hated to see you going
through that kind of drama.

-Mm.
-Especially on what should
have been a perfect night.

Yeah, I've gotten used to it
lately.

Especially with so many people
I thought I could trust

keeping things,
important things from me.

-Ted?
-Not just him.

I have a feeling my best friend
is keeping secrets of her own.

Ah, my favorite Realtor.

I was beginning to take
your radio silence personally.

I was with Nicole
when your text came through

and had to play it cool.

But trust me, you were
definitely in my thoughts.

Well, I hope
they were X-rated thoughts.

Actually, the letters I was
thinking of were I, R and S.

My accountant is pressing me

about all the extra money
you insisted

on running through my company.

You've got to give me
an airtight cover story

so I don't end up in prison
for tax fraud.

Well, I always did love
that ruthless streak of yours.

You know, you could rule
that prison block.

This isn't a joke.

Red flags being raised with
my accountant have the potential

to destroy us both.

We need to slow the train down.

Interesting
that you mentioned slowing down

when we have
a much bigger problem than that.

Like what?

Your husband, for one.

This is next level.
Look at this presentation.

These smoothies--
it's like they were made

with gold flakes
and unicorn tears.

Bro, it's protein powder
and frozen fruit.

Same as the gym
you've been going to.

You think?

See, I should've known better
than to bring you here.

Absolutely no home-training
whatsoever.

Felt good to work up a sweat,

let it all out
in your state-of-the-art gym.

At least the weights
haven't rejected me yet.

Damn, bro. You really
that down bad over Ashley?

No, I'm just trying
to stay constructive.

I tried moving on like
she did, but...

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

What you mean, "moving on"?
With who?

You know Shanice
from the hospital?

Isn't that Ashley's boss?

-Supervisor.
-Same difference.

It's nothing serious.

I mean, Shanice is cool,
but we've just been flirting.

That's messy, bro.

Yeah, you're probably right.

You know, the fire department's
putting on a triathlon.

I think I'm gonna enter.

So you think you getting swole
is gonna fix

what's bothering you?

Maybe not, but I got
to find something that will.

If Andre takes a job abroad,

that's not abandoning me, Mom.

I think you're projecting some

of your own experiences
onto this.

[Jan scoffs]

I've lived enough life
to know the difference

between projecting
and protecting.

And even if Andre is
not the devil incarnate--

and the jury's still out
on that one--

he's a rolling stone
at the least.

People can change.

Look, I get it, okay?

You're having what
these young folks these days

call "a quarter-life crisis."

But throwing away everything
that you've built

at the hospital
for some photographer

that talked up Paris?

That is not the levelheaded
daughter that I raised.

Mom, I love nursing.

That's never going to change.
You know that.

But there are
traveling nursing opportunities.

There's international programs.

If, if Andre and I were
to get serious,

then I could work anywhere,
you know?

Paris, Tokyo.

I-I'll just go
where his assignments take him.

Listen to yourself.

You sound like one
of those starry-eyed girls

from reality TV

walking off a cliff
while the whole world watches.

-Think smart.
-[groans softly]

You could have tenure,
get on the supervisor track.

Make the kind of money that
buys houses and builds roots.

Maybe that's not my definition
of success anymore.

Maybe I don't want
to just climb a ladder.

I could learn
how they practice medicine

in other parts of the world.

I could see methods

that they haven't even
thought of here.

And what about Derek?

What about him, Mom?

For all your complaints
about him being too traditional,

that man supported your dreams
from day one.

Andre supports my dreams, too.

He's just... shown me

that maybe I have bigger ones
than I ever realized.

You are gonna follow that man
around the globe,

hoping that
if you stay close enough,

he won't trade you in

for some stick-thin supermodel
with an accent.

I changed my whole life
for a man once.

Thought
that if I loved him enough,

he would feel the same way.

But some men
are like hurricanes.

They blow through your life,

leave everything in shambles,

and then move on
to the next city.

I'm sorry, Ash,

but I just can't watch you
throw everything away

for a man who's just
gonna break your heart.

We don't need
to talk about Ashley.

Yeah, we hang out,
and she's cool.

We have chemistry,
but we're just friends.

Maybe that was true
before her breakup

with what's-his-name, but now

you all look awfully cozy
for just friends.

Well, appearances
can be deceiving.

If you're worried about little
old me, don't.

I will survive,
even if you decide

that that bland, unseasoned,

French meal of a nurse
is the woman for you.

[laughing]:
French...

You didn't just say that
with a straight face.

[laughs]
I don't know
why you think I'm playing.

Really? Because I remember
someone making quite the scene

when she saw us having dinner.

-Oh, that little display?
-Mm-hmm.

I was just feeling spirited.

-Mm.
-This isn't about jealousy.

-Okay.
-I've gotten to know Ashley

since she's Naomi's bestie,
and...

trust me,
she's all wrong for you.

And what makes you say that?

-Because she's not
problematic enough?
-Exactly.

Ashley is sweet.
She's devoted to helping others.

She's uncomplicated,
which doesn't describe you.

-Wow.
-I mean that as a compliment.

You're too interesting for her,

too dangerous.

If Ashley starts wanting more
than friendship,

you got to let her down gently.

Otherwise,
you will shatter that pure heart

into a thousand pieces

and send that poor girl
spiraling.

About Doug's little scene
the other day,

I've already handled it
and told him

he needs
to lay off the drinking.

Oh, he can drink himself blind
seven days a week.

He can swim in bourbon
for all I care.

He's gonna have
to find something to do

to fill the hours now that he...

no longer has anything to do.

Oh, what exactly
are you implying?

Your husband quit his job
at the hospital this morning.

Now, why would you pretend
not to know that?

The more intriguing question is
how you know.

Got someone on your payroll
at the hospital?

Well, you've been in my world
long enough to know

that I've got eyes and ears
all over this city.

I suppose I shouldn't be
surprised by anything anymore.

You know what does surprise me
is how calm you are about this.

Most wives, when their husbands
ditch a lucrative gig like that,

show a little more concern.

Doug's been threatening
to quit for months.

Would have been nice
if he bothered

to discuss it with me first,

but communication isn't exactly
his strong suit these days.

Really?

Seems to me
that you two have had

a pretty intimate conversation
lately.

DOUG:
I know enough
about his operation

to bury Joey Armstrong,
and that gives me all the power.

I learned two things
this morning.

One--

your husband thinks
he can blackmail me.

And two--

you've gotten very comfortable
lying to my face.

If we're discussing deception,
let's talk about you.

What else in our lives
have you bugged?

[chuckles]
Only Doug's car... so far.

And here I thought I could rely
on you to keep me informed.

Guess I was wrong.

You can trust me, Joey.
You know that.

Do I?

Because after
your husband's drunken routine,

I had to take some precautions.

I understand
why you had that impulse,

but you still crossed a line.

Oh, you're in no position
to tell me

what lines I can
or cannot cross.

I define the boundaries
in this relationship.

Our relationship only works
because it stays private,

and I'd like
to keep it that way.

[laughs]
You keeping secrets

isn't exactly
inspiring confidence, Vanessa.

I only kept quiet
about Doug quitting

because I'm trying to salvage
what's left of his career.

He needs his practice
to keep him busy

and give him purpose
and structure.

Despite everything,
he's still a gifted surgeon,

or was before...

gambling got its claws in him.

Your husband's career
is of no concern to me.

His loose lips, however, are.

Anyone talking about exposing
my business that way gets hurt.

It won't come to that.

Doug talks big,
but you know the truth.

That he's really just a weak man
drowning in his vices.

Then it's up to you
to keep him in line.

And if you lie to me again,

I'll know it,
just like I did today.

I promise.

I'll keep Doug under control.

You have nothing to worry about.

Good.

Now let's, uh...

Let's forget
about that sad excuse.

Have I told you
how stunning you look today?

You don't have to worry

about Ashley's
hypothetical broken heart.

Nothing's happened.

Though I don't think you give
her nearly enough credit.

-Really?
-Yeah.

Explain.

Well, she's a lot more complex
than you think.

Though...
she's not exactly the type

to, uh, go
for what you and I got.

-Hmm.
-This undefined thing.

Right. Little Miss Perfect
probably needs everything

labeled and categorized.

Listen, I have zero interest
in playing games with you.

So, until I start turning down
what we've got going,

you have nothing to worry about.

-Okay.
-[phone buzzing]

One sec.

[clears throat]
Hey there.

Hey. I need to see you.

Can you come to my apartment?

Sorry about stepping out.

Didn't want you to hear me
going postal on the phone.

So, what did the doctors say?

Well, they're booked solid,
and I spoke with the nurse,

and she said,
given the circumstances,

a visit to the emergency room
isn't warranted.

See? We should just
forget about it.

And, baby, I keep telling you
that I'm fine,

and the professionals agree.

-Come here. Mmm.
-Mmm.

Now, how about we focus on work?

I know you've got
that deposition to prepare for.

Well, I actually got them
to squeeze you in

first thing tomorrow morning.

Bill, it's not necessary.
Plus you're busy.

Well, actually,
the timing couldn't be

any more perfect, babe.

Look, I fly to Atlanta today
for the deposition,

but I'll be back tonight,
all right?

Which means I can be there
with you and hold your hand

through the ultrasound.

I want to see for myself
that our child's gonna be okay.

Hmm. Bill, I barely stumbled.

You're just being
overprotective.

Well, maybe,
but this is our baby, okay?

I want to be there
and watch that screen

and see our child healthy
and strong and make sure that...

everything is exactly
as it should be.

[laughter]

I am an open book.

You can ask me
anything you want.

Personal, embarrassing,
whatever you want.

That is a dangerous offer
to a psychiatrist.

We are trained to dig deep.

I am living my truth.

So, Dr. Richardson,
do your worst.

All right, then.

What were you most afraid of
as a child?

-Rabbits.
-[laughing]

Rabbits?

Those adorable,
cotton-tailed creatures?

Listen,
those things are a menace.

Look, when I was young,
my best friend Marcus

had a little devil-rabbit
named Thumper.

[laughing]:
Thumper? Like in Bambi?

Okay, don't let
the Disney name fool you.

That thing was straight savage.

One day it took a chunk out
of Marcus's finger.

-Ooh.
-There was blood everywhere.

[laughing]:
But...

But seriously, when, uh,
you know, I saw him hurt

and I wanted to help
but didn't know how...

...that's when I knew
I had to become a doctor.

So something good did come out
of your bunny trauma.

I guess you could say that.

But I still side-eye
the candy aisle every Easter.

[both laughing]

Ah, you always make me laugh.

I do what I can.

So, um,

since breakfast is going
so well...

...what do you say

we continue these laughs
over dinner sometime?

TED:
Nicole.

Um... I hope
the concert went well.

Sorry I couldn't make it.

Dana didn't cause
too much trouble, did she?

She tried.

And I'll admit,

seeing her triggered
some things.

But I was not gonna let that
woman steal my mother's shine.

And running into Carlton

has been an unexpected pleasure.

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