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That joke just cracks me up!

It really does? Because it's not actually a joke.

I tried to tell it to my girlfriend the other night.

I go, "You've got to hear what Bailey said to his fruit and vegetable guy last week!"

You know what, can you excuse me for one second?

My manager is signaling me over there.

A restaurant owner's job is never done.

You are funny.

-Joe? -Yeah.

Do me a favor. Will you talk to me for a minute?

And please don't laugh at everything that I say?

Well, if you were a little less funny or cute.

Whatever the hell else your secret is.

Hi, there.

Hey!

-I'm sorry, did we-- -No, no, no, no, no. I was just bored

and I thought maybe I could lure you away.

I wish but, um...

It's a really busy night tonight, so...

Well, I'm sure that they could spare you for about 10 minutes,

and then, we could check out the wine cellar.

I... Another night, another night. I promise.

All right.

Your loss.

Sorry about that.

It's okay.

So, uh, who was that woman?

Is it someone else you're dating?

Actually to be completely honest with you, yes.

She is.

Is that a problem?

No.

Did you go in there?

? Everybody wants to live ?

? Like they wanna live ?

? Everybody wants to love ?

? Like they wanna love ?

? Everybody wants to be ?

? Closer to free ?

? Closer to free ?

Kirsten, it's no big deal.

I mean, it's just a number.

Of course. I know. It's just a number.

It's still the same old me.

Hey, not so old, Charlie.

The point is, is that thirty is just another birthday, okay?

So, no big parties or anything.

Maybe just dinner with the family or something.

Good, that's good. Just surround yourself with loved ones.

I mean, if you feel like it's no big deal,

you just want to ignore it, then, that's fine.

Well, I never said, "ignore it."

Because, truthfully, I mean, what is it really?

-It's nothing. -Not nothing exactly.

I mean, it is a pretty big milestone.

If you want to have your brothers and sisters come by...

-Make some pasta... -Kirsten, I'm turning thirty here.

I mean, something a little fancier than pasta at home.

Charlie, I don't know what to tell you.

Ready to take my medicine, Doctor.

Are you ready for yours?

Well, we were set on the harvest theme,

but then, Mrs. Pinchman got some deal on palm fronds or something,

so, now it's gonna be a tropical island homecoming.

Great! Okay, so that covers the decorating committee.

Now, how about refreshments?

-Claudia? -Hmm?

What?

Oh, refreshments, yes.

Let's see. Okay, I was thinking...

Well, I was thinking, maybe crudite,

but, I don't know, maybe this is a chip 'n' dip kind of a crowd.

So then, they could--

Excuse me, Claudia, now that Derek plus 20 minutes is here,

we'd better hear from our music committee.

Cam and I have found this killer DJ

at that underground club in the Haight, all right?

And this guy... This dude's like madman on the dance floor, okay?

-You better watch out. -Me, man? You are so full of... get out of here!

Come on, you guys, focus, will you?

Come on.

Julia!

-Hey. -Brian.

I thought you went back to school in Santa Cruz.

I did... I just came back cause, uh...

Okay, you probably think I'm stalking you here, and I'm not I'm just...

All right. I am, a little.

It's only because I wanted to apologize.

For that... For that kiss thing.

Yeah, what about that kiss thing?

It was inappropriate.

-Look, I crossed a line. -Yeah.

-And there was no excuse for it. -You know what, Brian?

It's... It's whatever. Let's just forget it happened.

Can we?

Great, 'cause I really don't want to wreck

whatever it is you and my Dad have going.

Will's gonna be home from his trip on Sunday,

so I got to make room for a bed, down here, by then.

Wait a second, hold on, let me get this straight.

One at the table and one in the wine cellar?

There wasn't one in the wine cellar. I never actually...

Look, this is your drafting stuff.

I thought you might want it before it gets lost someplace else.

Man, I thought I was the dog. You put me to shame!

-It's nothing to brag about, Charlie. -Nothing to brag about?

Bailey, two women begging for you? Simultaneously?

Well that's the thing, that they were begging!

I mean, where's the challenge in that?

There's such a thing as the thrill of pursuit.

Way overrated.

Take it from an old man who's had it both ways.

Whoa, hey, whoa. Where are you going? Come back!

More details here!

Hi, I'm Holly.

Um...

So, uh, is John almost ready?

John?

Um...

I'm really sorry. There's no John here.

You're not... You're not his roommate?

-No. -This isn't...?

Oh, my God!

Oh, God, I have got the worst writing.

Um... I can't even read it myself!

Let's see...

Yeah, see that looks like a three.

-Right across the street. -Oh, God, I apologize.

- Really. Profusely. - No, hey.

God, now I'm going to be horribly late

Making it, probably, our third and final date.

-Well, three is a charm. -Yeah, so they say.

Well, I best be off.

Uh, do I look okay?

I mean, no sweat patches or anything?

No. Very... Very presentable.

Thanks, okay. Sorry.

-Bye. -Bye.

Hey!

Hey, hey, hey, hold on a second.

What?

What's wro... Did I leave something? What's wrong?

Nothing's wrong. I mean, in fact, it's kind of the opposite, don't you think?

I mean, what are the chances of you knocking on my door like that?

I'd say slightly worse than the odds of me finding my actual date.

You don't understand. It's like...

It's like it was meant to be.

Oh, I get it.

This is one of those we were fated to meet, kind of things.

-Essentially, yeah. -Yeah. I'm not into that kind of thing.

Me neither.

Go out with me.

-Go out with you? -Yes.

Now? I'm on a date, remember?

Okay. So, then, go out with me tomorrow.

Look, I'm sorry. That thing at your door was really cute

and coincidental and everything, but, I really don't know you.

My name is Bailey Salinger. I live in that house.

I'm 21 years old. I run a restaurant.

I like sports, I like music--

Look, just stop it! And go away, please!

Don't ring that doorbell.

Too late! Rung it, three times, see?

-Now go away. I mean it. -I'm sorry. I just...

Sometimes you just can't take no for an answer, okay?

When you feel a connection like this,

and when fate has spoken so clearly...

You are out of your mind. You do know that.

Here's my card.

Will you call me?

Call me.

Are you Holly?

Hi, um... I'm so sorry I'm late--

John's on the phone. He'll be right here.

Who's he?

Hey, looks good, Owe.

It's Charlie's birthday card.

Great. Oh, hey, Victor.

Uh, Saturday, Charlie's 30th birthday.

Yeah. Claudia told me. I'll be there.

What about you guys?

Us guys?

Yeah. Charlie would definitely want you two there.

Us two? Why would you think that...

-Victor. -Hmm?

What?

Why does it have to be me?

You're the one stopping by every day to borrow sugar.

They figured it out for themselves.

I just didn't deny it.

What? What's the big deal?

Hey, as long as you guys are happy.

These are terrible, all of them.

No, they're not terrible. They're just standard editorial criticism.

"Author's verbiage suggests material may be better suited

for a teen magazine column." That's not terrible?

Look, Julia, uh, I know that it's hard.

But, this is how a book gets good.

It's getting the toughest reactions you can, and then responding to those.

I should never have asked to read these.

No, no. You were smart to ask.

It's better that you look at these comments yourself,

rather than having them filter through me.

I spent so much time on this.

Well...

I mean, if you're gonna take your publisher's hat off to slip me some memos,

can't you keep it off long enough to show the tiniest bit of sympathy?

I mean, can't you say, "Hey, honey, this sucks." Or you know what?

"It doesn't matter what other people think. I believe in you"?

You know that's true. Obviously.

Well, it would be nice to hear it said from the person that I'm dating.

What... Do you want me to say what you just said?

Fine. I believe in you, Julia.

Really.

Okay?

Is he asleep?

Yeah.

Late paper?

Midterm tomorrow?

Hmm?

No. Um, notes came in on my first draft from the rest of his staff.

And they're harsh?

Let me see.

Idiot.

How do you know? You haven't read my book. Maybe the guy's right.

Oh, I'm not saying he's not. It's just...

-He spelled ineffectual wrong. -No, he didn't.

-With an "a". -He did?

Let me see that.

Huh, "inaffectual". You're right, he did!

And this one.

By P.U...

Oh, you know what the problem is, uh, with initials like that?

I'd probably hate everything, too.

Stop it! How am I supposed to stay depressed when you won't shut up?

Look,

it's pretty obvious. They're just jealous.

Oh, come on.

What, are you kidding?

To be as young as you are...

and as smart as you are...

and as...

as smart as you are.

Well, anyways, thanks. I... I should, um...

I should stop obsessing and go to bed.

-I'll see you in the morning. -Sure.

Night.

Goodnight.

First kiss.

Oh. Let me see. Uh, that would be, Theresa Osmond.

Theresa?

-Okay, I'm intrigued. -Well, you know, I was practicing

for my second kiss with Doug Harrison. Very dreamy.

I seem to remember wearing his spider ring

for the first half of my seventh year, actually.

Only half? You kids couldn't make it work?

Well, you know, he was terribly clingy.

A bit like you in the street yesterday, actually.

But you're here, though, right?

Right?

Two, Please.

Okay, my turn.

First time a girl won you a stuffed animal.

Uh, let's see...

That'd be today.

Good.

And I have to say that my charm bracelet is no less meaningful to me

for the fact that you had to bribe the man for it.

Yeah, well, it's no spider ring...

No.

I like you.

I had a feeling.

I don't know if you've noticed, but my

suave, charming levels are way up.

Yeah, but you get serious points off for having to point that out.

I like you, too.

Only not as much as you like me.

Which I sense is what's gonna keep you interested.

So you know my type, do you?

Premed since freshman year.

Refused to take any money off my parents, hence, the 2 part-time jobs.

I'd rather drive than be a passenger.

I think that ordering in a restaurant should be a competitive sport.

Tell me that I can't do something or be something

or have something and... I'm there.

See? I don't just know your type, Bailey.

I am your type.

I could have told you that.

Hey.

You're here a lot lately.

Yeah, well, business is good.

Daphne's here a lot, too.

Guess I should have put that together, uh?

Julia, look, um...

I think it's cool.

I mean, honestly, my immediate reaction is to be a little jealous,

the thought of you with anyone.

Yeah, well, uh, you know, there's nothing really to be jealous about.

I mean, uh,

Daphne and me, we're not together like that.

I mean, she's nice and she's fun and stuff,

but I don't think I can see myself with her?

Yeah.

Well, before you and I got together, could you picture us?

Oh, well, that's... that's just it. It's...

You and I were a terrible match.

But that kinda made it for me.

You were always this big surprise.

But, um, Daphne... She's, uh...

I don't know. She's so much like me.

Have you told her how you feel?

Griffin?

You should probably let her know.

Rolled up papers and junk.

You want 'em?

Yeah, those are all my designs from the furniture business.

Mmm. This one's just pencils and rulers.

I need that. That's my drafting stuff.

Hey, you want all these teddy bears, Charlie?

Sure.

That a doll house?

No. No, it's a, uh... it's a model of a real house that somebody could build.

Where'd you get it?

-I made it. -You made it?

Yeah, yeah. For school.

You made that yourself?

Long time ago, I did.

Listen, um, I'm quitting the homecoming committee.

Quitting? But why? I mean... Claud, we need you.

Do you need Derek?

Alexa, I just don't get how you can sit there

and joke around with him after what he did.

You're right. He was a total jerk.

But I guess, you know, that was a while ago now, and--

A jerk?

He was worse than a jerk!

So, that's your position now?

What?

I'm sorry, but...

Claudia, you were the one who decided not to report him.

You let it slide.

And... If suddenly you regret that, well,

it's not fair to ask us to punish him for you, is it?

Hey, Evan, I brought food.

Hey.

-Is he back yet? -Uh, I don't know.

I just stopped by to, uh, pack up.

-Pack up? Are... are you...? -Yeah, I'm going back, to Santa Cruz.

Oh. Well, uh, why...

why so suddenly?

Look, uh, turns out I... -I sorta, uh,

talked myself into believing that kiss was

a weird combination of you helping me with my Dad,

and how you looked, coupled with my girlfriendlessness--

Brian, you don't...

You don't have to dwell on this.

Really, I mean, we're okay. You and me, we're friends.

Actually, um, you're okay with this,

but me... I swear, I'm fighting against it, but deep down

I'm a guy who's waiting for an opportunity here.

-Brian-- -It's not right, because...

Well, obviously you're with my Dad.

So before I, like, kiss you again

or start behaving like an even bigger idiot,

I'm just gonna go, okay?

Hey.

-How much of that did you-- -Enough.

Sooner or later Bailey, this date is

gonna have to end.

I vote for later.

So, cappuccino, espresso, aperitif?

Whatever you recommend.

I recommend, you go out with me again.

You know, there are a lot of advantages to having one really nice date,

and then never seeing each other again.

Such as...

Well, you're left with this really perfect intact memory,

and you never get around to disappointing each other.

And that's inevitable?

Sure. I mean, everyone has skeletons in their closet

that have to come out sooner or later.

Well, my... mine are your normal standard-issue skeletons.

Mm-hmm.

Problems that I've overcome

a long-term relationship that ended in the fall.

And scars from that?

Some.

Excuse me. I'm sorry, miss.

Hey, Joe, do me a favor, will you?

Send over like an assortment of desserts.

Absolutely. But there's a gentleman here to see you. So...

This is him? You're salinger?

Yes. What's going on?

She told me... Tracy. About what you've been doing.

-Okay, hold on a-- -Not that I couldn't have figured it out,

she's got matchbooks from this place lying on the damn night table.

All right. This is not the place.

I had to get a look at you.

I wanted to see what kind of guy would actually chase a woman who...

You are scum, pal. You know that?

Is this one married, too?

Let's take it outside, shall we? Come on.

Hey! Come on!

Cut it out! Let's go! Let's go!

Evan, can we please talk about this?

Told you yesterday it was okay.

But it's... it's not.

It's not okay. I mean, I should have told you.

I don't know why I didn't, and this makes it seem

as though it meant something to me, which it really didn't.

No, forget it.

You didn't want to upset me. I understand.

And I'm not... I'm not angry.

Okay, you don't have to say that, Evan. I mean, this is...

Well, it's pretty horrible, and I--

It's not hard to explain.

You're his age. It makes sense, his interest in you.

And I'll tell you what else,

I'm sure that he's angry at me.

For everything with his Mom and for my being with you.

So I'll clear. You relax.

Beautiful, I love it!

Oh, you two are so adorable.

Oh, hey! We should get one with the whole court.

Of course. Can we have the princes and princesses here please?

- Oh, yes! Lovely! - Nice!

Liking it.

Man, this crap's gonna drive me to drink...

Look, I know you probably hate me.

Well...

But I talked to your brother, and he's cool.

Yeah, he told me about it.

Hey, Salinger!

-Claudia! -Come here!

- Hey, hey, - Claudia, come here!

You'd better hurry, they're ready for your close-up.

Hey.

You got enough of that to go around?

Sure.

How did you...?

I walked up and down the block,

until I found the car with the med center parking sticker on it.

-I wanted to explain-- -No, listen, Bailey.

Look, I'm not storming out of your life in some indignant huff, you know?

I really haven't earned the right. I mean, I barely know you.

God... Look, uh, all I'm trying to say is, uh...

uh, that this isn't...

You aren't right for me.

Okay, so... Can't we just leave it at that and walk away?

No. No. I don't want to.

Listen, I was in a relationship

for 4 years that meant pretty much everything to me, okay?

And it just ended.

And so, I felt like I just needed to do the opposite--

-What? A relationship that meant nothing? -Exactly.

The fact that this woman was married, that she was unavailable--

-Made it more exciting. -Made it pointless.

Made it just a stupid exercise,

just a way of getting Sarah out of my head.

Listen, Bailey...

To be honest, I think that you're probably an okay guy.

More than okay, probably.

And yeah, I don't believe that you make a habit

of having elicit affairs with married women.

I don't.

But you're still a kid.

A kid?

See, I want to be with somebody

who knows a meaningless affair is stupid before he starts having one.

I don't want a boyfriend who is learning all his life lessons on my time.

It's really that simple.

So thank you

for a lovely date.

And have a nice life.

I guess.

-Hey. -Hey.

You leaving?

Yeah, you know what, I've got a lot of work to do, and I'm sorry,

I know you just rented those Almodovar movies, so I'm really sorry.

No, no, no, I... it's okay. It's okay. I understand.

You understand?

Yeah. No problem. I'll just rent 'em another time.

Right.

It's never a problem, is it?

-Whatever it is, you understand. -What?

I mean, how is that possible, Evan?

No one is that understanding.

Julia, is this about Brian still?

No, it... it's not. It's...

it's everything, Evan. It's about everything.

I mean, every step of the way with us, it's been this.

I have to force you to feel any emotion!

-I'm not unfeeling. -Okay, then to express it.

You can't actually tell me that knowing that your son kissed your girlfriend

made you feel nothing!

Okay.

So it bothers me. What do you want me to do, Julia?

Do you want me to start yelling and screaming?

-Maybe. Maybe you should! -You want me to draw a graph

that has every single emotion that I feel, Julia? Because I'm not that kind of--

Not every emotion, Evan, just some!

Just some. I want...

I want more of you, Evan. I want you to give more to me

than you would some editor you just hired or a bank teller.

'Cause otherwise...

What does this mean, the two of us, together?

So I get to see you naked, great.

But anything deeper than that is off limits? That is not...

That is not gonna work for me, Evan.

It won't work.

Hey, Claudia! Over here!

Oh, hey!

Hey, how you all doing?

Claud, hope you saved some of that for us.

Sorry, it's all gone.

Guess I better grab that bottle I stashed in my locker.

Uh-oh! Whoa, watch out, girls!

Yeah, this is one dangerous guy when he drinks.

Yeah, I mean, you... you all should know that.

Um, hey, Claud, how about we go do a little lipstick reapplication--

I mean, I know you know that, and...

Oh, hey. Hey, yeah, maybe

Cam knows it, too.

Yeah, Derek probably told you.

Hey, wait... wait a minute what are you--

Oops, I've been drinking, so that excuses everything, doesn't it?

Come on, Claud.

-Let's go walk this off. -Whoa! Why, Cameron?

You afraid what I'll say about you?

-Don't, Claudia. -Don't what?

Don't say what I think, or what I feel?

Because why? Because then what?

God forbid things might not stay the same!

I mean, that's what it's all about, right?

When you're up on the top looking down, everything's...

It's a nice view.

You know what?

I'm so tired

of what I'm seeing.

Hey!

Look who's here!

It's my knight in shining denim.

-Hey. -Hi!

-How you doing? -Great!

This, uh, comb-over divorcee took a fancy to me, and he left me a huge tip.

And all I served him was a beer.

Listen, uh,

do you think maybe we could,

uh, go--go somewhere, and talk or something?

Uh...

How 'bout we go for a quick ride instead?

I was thinking...

I don't know. Maybe some coffee or...

Come on. Just give me another lesson on this thing.

I think I remember here.

You turn the key and press the start button.

Look, I only have one helmet,

and, uh, we really need to talk.

Can we just go for a quick ride? Please?

All right, but you're wearing this.

All right. Now, put the kickstand up.

All right, and the clutch in.

All right, gear with your left foot.

All right, now we're gonna let out on the clutch slowly, slowly, okay?

That's good, now take it easy, all right. Okay.

All right, slow down, Daph, slow down.

I'm getting better at this, aren't I?

Yeah, you're doing all right. Look out!

Daphne watch it!

Griffin!

I, uh... I tracked down Griffin's father. He's in Germany.

-Well, we're here, right? -Yeah.

You know what his Dad said when I told him?

He said, "Stupid kid, not wearing a helmet."

He actually said that.

Hey. How are they? I heard Griffin was--

He's still in surgery.

-And Daphne? -She just got scraped up a little.

They're keeping her overnight for observation.

I think she's sleeping, but--

Are you Griffin Holbrook's family?

We're... Yeah. Yeah, that's us.

How is he? Is he okay?

Well, he had some inter-cranial bleeding,

but we evacuated the hematoma and there was no brain damage.

So he's gonna be all right?

Well, as far as his head injury goes, we believe so.

As far as his head? What is that?

Was there something else?

Well, his right hand was badly injured.

Multiple fractures, lacerations of the nerves and the tendons.

What does that mean? I mean, you just said he was gonna be okay.

Well, he'll have to undergo re-constructive surgery...

And there is a chance he won't regain the use of his hand.

So, when do you do the surgery?

Well, it's complicated.

He's uninsured, and this is a very expensive procedure,

which means as soon as he's stable, we have to transfer him to county.

Now, certainly they're adequate, but they don't have our facilities

or our staff. So...

You gotta be kidding me. He'd lose his hand because he doesn't have insurance?

I'm sorry. I don't make policy. I don't even agree with it.

Really. I'm sorry.

You know what? Do the surgery. We'll pay for it.

Julia, hold on.

Let's think about this. We don't even know how much--

He could lose his hand, Charlie.

That's Griffin's whole way of life, working with his hands.

I'm not saying that we shouldn't do it.

I think we just need to figure out how we can.

Do the surgery.

We'll find a way.

Okay. I'll put you with our administrative director

while I put a surgical team together.

Excuse me, I'm looking for a Griffin Holbrook.

Am I in the right place? He was in a motorcycle accident.

-O.R. Six. That way. -This way. Thank you.

Ooh! Sorry.

-Hey. -I don't believe it.

You're following me around. Are you insane?

You know that I can have you thrown out of here.

I didn't even know you were here.

Someone I know was in an accident.

-Hey, Daph. -Hey.

Is, um... is Griffin...

Do they know if he, uh...

-Oh, God. -It's gonna be all right, honey.

-You're gonna be fine. -What have I done?

What have I done?

Julia?

-Hey. -Hey.

So how is he? Is he okay?

I don't know. They don't know.

-You didn't have to come here. -No, no. I wanted to.

I'm glad you called me.

I mean, you know, I... I, uh,

I want to be able to...

to be here for you when,

you know, things like this happen.

I'm not great at it, obviously...

Evan, it's all right. You don't have to--

No, no, no! I do. I do.

You know, my timing here, it stinks,

and you can tell me to shut up any time you want to, Julia,

but I have been thinking.

And what you said about me...

I mean, it's true. It's true.

I mean, you're not the first one, you see, Brian,

my wife, you know, they've all said everything that you've said,

you know, that I get all kinda bottled up.

You know, I made all sorts of excuses...

everyone else. It was their problem.

But the truth is that

I've always known that there's work to do.

And I want to do it, Julia.

If you could just bear with me.

You know what the problem is?

I just wrote this book

about my whole life.

And now I'm finding it hard not to notice

that I keep doing this,

I keep getting involved with guys who say,

"I have a problem, bear with me."

I don't know. Maybe I thought you'd be different,

because, Ned, I mean, he... he had no control over his feelings.

Or maybe I, uh...

Maybe I thought you'd be the same.

But the thing is, I, uh...

I care so much about you.

I might...

I might even love you.

But it's too much work.

It's too much.

And I'm sorry, I really am.

But I can't anymore.

I can't.

Happy birthday.

Yeah.

You know, I was looking at Griffin lying there, lying in that bed.

Not too long ago, that was me.

I remember.

And I promised myself that if I ever got out of there alive,

I wasn't gonna waste time on the stuff that doesn't matter.

I'm gonna quit teaching, Kirsten.

Charlie...

Yeah, the factory pays more, and we need that money.

Yeah, but you... you love the teaching better.

That's not what matters now.

What matters the most to me right now is making this baby.

The rest of it...

It'll come in time.

Stuff I always dreamed about, the designing stuff, it'll come.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Funny thing is, I am.

There's just been so many times that...

I mean, when Mom and Dad died and I had to put my whole life on hold.

When you went away, when I got sick...

I kept just having to trust fate, you know?

And if I just held on, the things that I wanted

would come back to me. And they always did.

And they will again.

If I just hold on, they will again.

Thank you so much.

Funny how we keep on bumping into each other, huh?

Yeah.

I'm so sorry about what I said before.

You know, downstairs.

-Is your friend-- -We're still waiting to hear.

He's in pretty bad shape, though.

God, motorcycles.

What, they're too out of control for you?

Too young?

I'll keep my fingers crossed for your friend.

You pegged me wrong, you know.

I'm a lot of things and not all of them good things,

but a kid?

I wish.

I mean, if you only knew what the last 6 years of my life have been like.

I made a mistake, Holly.

And I'm gonna make a lot more before I'm old, but you know what?

You rang my doorbell by mistake,

and I ran after you like an idiot, like a kid.

And I got you to say yes.

So...

So don't tell me that there isn't something that's worthwhile

about taking chances, and about being reckless

and saying to hell with the consequences, because, Holly,

you said "yes".

Griffin.

Hey.

Hey.

Ohh.

Oh, is there some water?

Yeah.

Here.

How you feeling?

I've been better.

How's Daphne?

She's fine.

Have you been here all night?

Isn't there someplace that--

No, I... I wanted to stay here.

Ah.

They, um... they had to do some surgery on your hand, so...

It hurts like hell.

I'll get the nurse.

No, Julia. No, just...

Just tell me, am I gonna be okay?

Yeah, you're gonna be great.

Just tell me, okay?

Well, the doctor... there was a...

a hand surgeon. She's... she's really helpful.

But I mean, this place is the best in the city for this kind of thing, so...

So, they don't know?

Do they?

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