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When Steve called you, he
said Janet lost how much blood?

Steve just said a lot.

Yeah, he also said it was
under control, so not to panic.

You said they told Steve
the baby was also in trouble.

Well, I know my dad
always prepares his patients

for the worst, so
maybe Janet's doctor

is just doing the same thing.

Yeah, I just don't know why
we haven't heard anything.

I'll tell you
what, let's go bang

on that nurse's station again.

When everyone gets here, don't
mention the Gina thing, OK?

Don't worry.

If I thought you were my sister,
I wouldn't tell anyone, either.

Hi, honey.

Hi, Steve.

How do you feel?

I don't know what happened.

We had a girl, and she's
as beautiful as her mom.

We did?

Is she going to be OK?

She's going to be.

Going to be?

Your placenta tore
from your umbilical cord.

They did an emergency C-section,
and you lost a lot of blood.

I don't remember any of it.

Well, your blood's
clotting, so that's why

you're on all these monitors.

That's why you
can't go upstairs.

Upstairs?

To the NICU, the Neonatal
Intensive Care Unit.

She's in an incubator.

I thought you said
she's going to be OK.

She is.

Do you want to
call your parents?

I can't deal with
them right now.

I really want to see my baby.

The doctors are
taking care of her.

Right now, we just need
to take care of you.

I love you so much.

I love you.

Hey.

I got here as soon as I heard.

Hospital
anesthesiology to CCU.

Hey, where's Steve?

He hasn't come down yet.

How are Janet and the baby?

No one said anything.

Been here a long time?

Since about 2:00 AM.

Thanks a lot for everything.

We really appreciate
you calling us.

Yeah, well, we
were glad to do it.

What?

Nothing.

Well, great news, everybody.

Janet's going to be OK.

What about the baby?

Is she OK?

It's too soon to tell.

She's having some
problems with her lungs.

What kind of problems?

Well, they call it
respiratory distress syndrome.

She's on a ventilator,
and there's tubes in her.

It's pretty horrible.

But, you know, even so, I got
to tell you, she's beautiful.

Oh, man, cigars.

Yeah, I thought
you might need these.

Thanks.

Maybe later.

Hopefully, later.

All right.

The baby is really small.

Small as my friend
Chantal's new puppy?

Yeah.

We just don't want
you to worry, OK?

So do you have any
more questions?

Nat, can I have chocolate
chips in my pancakes?

Sure.
Come on.

You can whip them in yourself.

Come around.

At least one grown up in her
life is still making her happy.

Mel hasn't responded to
any of our custody claims,

so Jackie's going
to come by later

and sign a request of contempt.

That sounds so ugly.

I know you have to
fight for Jackie,

but please try not to let
them use Erin as ammunition.

Whew, pretty good.

What do you say
we do Thanksgiving

at the beach apartment,
Jackie, Erin, you and me?

I'll help you cook.

You'd do that?

Yeah.

- Hey, Dylan.
- Hi.

Hey.

Have you been to
the hospital yet?

No, I haven't.

Hey, Dylan, I got those
14 turkeys for Thursday.

Oh, thanks, Nat,
you're the man.

I know.

What's with all the birds?

Oh, Nat's going to help
me feed a few families

down at the community center.

Really?

Who roped you into that?

Nobody.

Nobody?

You just decided to
do that on your own?

Yeah.

I don't know, Thanksgiving,
seemed like the right thing

to do.

Good for him.

Yeah, that's great.

I'll get your mom
out of the room.

You take care of your dad.

How am I supposed
to bring it up?

Hi, dad.

Nice cardigan.

By the way, it's Gina,
your bastard daughter.

I'm sure you'll
find a way, OK?

I can't even find my keys.

- Gina.
- Hi.

Noah.

Donna, what a surprise.

What's going on?

Oh, we're just
boiling cranberries.

Dad, too?

Oh, no.

He's out playing golf.

Come on, come in.

So you're here for
Thanksgiving dinner, too, huh?

Oh, yeah.

Well, of course, she's family.

I'm glad.

You are?

Now, Gina, what was it
we were going to do next?

It was a 1/2 a cup
of orange rinds?

Oh, is that your mom's recipe?

No, it's my dad's.

Actually, my dad used to let
me eat this big blob of it

on a piece of toast
for Thanksgiving.

He was really cool like that.

He sounds great.

He's the best.

Want to taste it?

Yeah, sure.

Why not?

Surely seems to idolize
the old man, you know?

Yeah, if he was
her dad at all.

That's true.

Can we help, mom?

The neonatologist
suggested trial extubation.

He thinks she should be
able to breathe on her own.

Trial extubation?

Should?

A routine procedure to
take her off the ventilator.

If she can't breathe, they'll
have to connect her again.

What are the risks?

Well, there's a
chance of infection,

but we take every
precaution to avoid that.

And there's also
trauma to the infant.

Can't we just leave her on the
ventilator until we're sure she

can breathe on her own?

Too much oxygen could
lead to other problems.

Like what?

The possibility of
blindness, but it's unlikely.

Blindness?

It's incredibly remote.

But possible.

I want to see my child, now.

So, Kel, this morning
when you were asking

about the community
center thing,

does that mean that
you're interested in it?

Interested, as
in curious only,

not as in willing and available.

You mean we have to do
chores on the holiday?

Hey, when did you
become a teenager?

No, we have plans with
Matt, anyway, remember?

You know, I need help with
the cooking and the serving.

Dylan, you can
afford an entire staff

of chefs and waiters.

Yeah, there's the spirit.

You know, actually,
Kel, I thought that this

might be right up your alley.

Not this year.

Well, Matt and I just got off
the phone with the barracuda

that Mel has hired
to represent him.

No surprise to me that he's
haggling over child support.

I'm sure all of Mel's
money is inside the G

string of that lap dancer.

Mom.

Well, I'm sorry, Erin,
but that's the way it is.

Boy, I am never going to
get these cranberry stains out

of here.

Shouldn't dad be home by now?

Why do you want
to see him so badly?

Why don't I finish that up?

Be my guest.

I don't even like
cranberry sauce.

That is probably the
only thing she knows

how to cook, the poor thing.

Mom, you fawn over Gina
all morning, then she leaves

and all you do is complain.

No, I didn't mean--

Hey.

Look who's here.

Yeah, pot's all done.

Why don't we put the leaves
in the dining room table?

Well, I'm going to
invite you over more often.

You can keep this one.

How you doing, princess?

Dad, did you know Gina was
spending Thanksgiving with us?

Yeah, your mother invited her.

Mom, not you?

Well, your mother's
always been closer to her.

Dad, this is--

this is going to sound
completely crazy.

OK, I bought this software
that traces family trees

and, well, your name
came up as Gina's father.

It's a mistake, right?

No.

No, it's not.

So what?

You were Gina's
guardian or something?

See, I can explain.

It was just all so long ago.

Dad, shh, mom's going to hear.

Honey, your mother knows.

Mom knows?

Of course.

Does Gina know, too?

No.

So what?

You and mom and Aunt Bobbi
just all got together

and decided to change
Gina's life forever

just to suit yourselves?

And then you lied to
me my entire life?

Can you explain all that?

I could use a cup of tea.

Anybody else?

Just get me out of here.

What?

Donna knows about Gina.

Look at all these machines.

Where's our baby?

It's OK.

Can I touch her?

It might jar her
breathing tube.

It could tear her trachea.

I wonder if she
even knows we're here.

She knows.

My mom knew.

She just stood there
with Gina by her side,

going on and on about
cranberry sauce.

Maybe they're trying to get
close to her in their own way.

How am I supposed
to forgive them?

How is Gina?

I don't know.

I just don't know.

Want me to come see you tonight?

No, thanks.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

OK.

I'll take care of this bill.

Noah, hey.

Talk to Steve yet today?

Yeah, the baby's
still in a ventilator.

Noah's bringing Steve
some clothes from the house.

Are you going there today?

Yeah, I think we're going
to stop up there later.

You and Gina?

Yeah, me and Gina.

Well, people for
you to be with.

It's just, you know, you're
never together for so long.

It's just weird, you, my cousin.

Look, Don, I know
that you hate Gina,

but I would love it if you
could just be happy for me.

What about Dylan?

What about Dylan?

She was unhappy with
him for a long time.

I'm glad you're there for her.

She's used to men that aren't.

Our room service waiter just
keeps bringing your usual.

Oh, I guess he's not the
only one oblivious to the fact

that we broke up.

Yeah, must not be.

Come on in.

Nice roses, right?

Yeah.

Yeah, no card, but the
expense was pure you.

There's an egg white
omelet back in my room.

You want to have
breakfast with me?

Sure.

I could probably have
breakfast with you.

What do you want, Dylan?

Did you come over
here to tell me how

sorry you are that we broke up?

Oh, I'm sorry
that things aren't

going very well right now.

Well, I'm sorry
that things are never

going to go well between us.

So as soon as I
find a new place,

I will be out of the hotel.

Stay as long as
you want, Gina.

I don't care about the money.

You don't care about me.

Not true.

You know what it is?

It's the way that you care, you
know, with roses, and presents,

and money, and stuff that I
just don't care about anymore.

I mean, have you ever had a
real feeling with anyone, ever?

I appreciate the offer,
but I'm going to have to take

- a rain check on the breakfast.
- Oh, really?

Well, I'm so upset about that.

Oh, and you should
see my stomach.

It's so freaky.

- Oh, let me see.
- You want to see?

Yeah.

Women are so different.

When did you notice?

Conception or delivery?

Hey.

What's that?

Oh, this is some research
information on preemies

and respiratory problems.

Here, I brought
this from the paper.

I know you want to
get back online.

Great, thank you.

Hey, doctor said she has
a normal sinus rhythm now.

Which means she
has a healthy heart.

Come on.

OK.

Easy.

Tell her that there
are a lot of people

who can't wait to meet her.

We're going to go see her now.

Drive safe.

I feel so useless.

Their baby's fighting
for her life,

my little sister sleeps
with her hands over her ears

so she doesn't have to hear
her mom and dad fighting,

and there's nothing
I can say or do.

Why don't you come
to the center with me?

Help set up for Thanksgiving?

No, I don't have the energy.

People are hungry.

You feed them.

Problem, solution.

Makes you feel good.

Suddenly, that
sounds hard to resist.

So nice of you to grant
us a second hearing,

Felice.

I'm sorry I ran out
on you guys last night.

I love you both
very much, and I do.

I want to understand
what happened with Gina.

Honey, look, we were all very
young at the time, all right?

Was it an affair?

No, I'm sorry, Mom, if you
don't want to hear this again.

No, there was no poetry
or broken hearts here.

John, just tell her.

It was the '70s.

There was this crazy
party going on.

Your father and I had a fight,
and four Harvey Wallbangers

later, he and your aunt Bobbi
were naked in the swimming pool.

But it wasn't enough to throw
away our marriage or my family.

Gina's your child, too.

We all thought we
did the best we could,

Gina's mother included.

She married your
Uncle Rick, and he was

thrilled to be Gina's father.

He died when Gina was five.

You could have guided
her and supported her.

And we'd introduce
her as what,

your cousin and your sister?

We'd all sound like trash.

So because you were worried
what other people would think,

you threw away
Gina's entire future?

Princess.

I hate it when
you call me that.

And since he loved my
mother and plucked chickens,

it made him a mother-loving
chicken plucker.

I've got you under my skin.

You know what?

It's getting late.

I have to call Matt.

I've got
you deep in the heart.

Do you have a cell phone?

So deep in my heart.

I left mine in the car.

You're a part of me.

Is manual labor
always this much fun?

Do you and Matt laugh like this?

You don't know him
very well, do you?

I'm just curious, you know.

See, how it's
supposed to be done?

Well, we don't claim
to be role models.

I'll tell you,
Gina sure hated you.

Well, she didn't need to.

I'm no threat.

I'm with Matt.

Right.

Tell you what, I'll
tell her, but right now,

we got our own underlying
problems, mostly mine.

Oh, come on, you're
getting your college degree.

You're helping out at
the community center.

You're stuffing
turkeys in a completely

repulsive yet selfless way.

I think you're doing great.

I heard that David
and Gina hooked up

at Steve and Janet's wedding.

Well, you know me.

I don't do details very well.

Same night that
you'd admitted that you

had flown in from Europe and
then walked out on my wedding.

Did you say you
needed a cell phone?

Hey.

Oh, hey.

Oh, nice flowers.

What are you doing here?

I thought you said you
couldn't get here until 7:00.

Oh, my training
session got canceled.

Training session?

You said you didn't
have any clients.

Well, they come in waves.

Oh, OK, well, then that
would explain why Dylan's

covering your hotel bill, huh?

Well, not that I'm
obsessing on you

and Dylan living under
one roof or anything.

It's a big roof.
There's lots of people.

I know.

It's just-- Gina, we talked
about this, all right,

but you didn't really answer me.

I mean, are you trying
to get away from Dylan?

Are you trying to
get closer to him?

What are you talking about?

Of course, I answered you.

I mean, right now, in this
moment, I hate Dylan's guts,

and I'm trying to
get to the point

where I don't feel
anything about it.

Want to let me
finish my sentence?

-take care of my arms
and get out of here?

Oh, hi, I'm so sorry.

I just wanted to drop
off some flowers,

and I figured you guys would be
up with the baby in the NICU.

Yeah, with today's resident,
boy, they rotate doctors

in and out of there
so fast, we don't

know who's handling our child.

Everybody's telling
us something different,

and we don't know
who to believe.

Yeah, but we're going
to find out right now.

Well, hey, you let me
know if you need anything.

Hey, thanks a lot, guys.

I love pink roses.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

They're my favorite, too.

Pediatric
resident to NICU.

Pink roses, huh?

I'm just keeping track.

Right.

The fact that you want to
keep track is really great.

It's more than I've
ever had before.

Can I stay at your
house tonight?

Mhm-mhm.

Hi.

Hey.

You're late.

Yeah, I know, sorry.

I tried calling you,
but I must've-- oops.

What happened to your key?

Yeah, I let myself in.

I just came out to get some air.

Hey, Dylan.

Door's open.

Wow, what is that smell?

That's stuffing.

It's on the stove.

I thought we'd get
some of these dishes

out of the way for tomorrow.

We spent the day
doing the same thing.

Hello.

Hey, Kel, I got your message.

Hi, mom.

So, do you want
to help tomorrow?

I think it'd be great.

Where do we go?

The community
center is on Sycamore,

and we serve from 2:00 to 6:00.

I'll tell you later.

Yeah, I think it would
be good for Erin.

Mom, no.

Just wear something casual, OK?

Once Jackie gets
her on the phone.

Yeah, I just enjoy the wait.

So why don't you fill me in
about this Thanksgiving thing?

Well, Kelly
wanted to volunteer.

I don't think it'll get
in the way of your dinner.

You know, come to
think of it, you might

really get a kick out of this.

Me?

Yeah, maybe.

I know Kelly loves to
volunteer, but you, I didn't

know that was your thing.

Have you seen Gina lately or?

Today, as a matter of fact.

Yeah, I spent a lot of
time with her at my office.

And every time she'd hang
up the phone with you,

she'd go nuts because she was
always looking for some sign

that you were
serious, committed.

I don't think that's
ever going to happen.

Till now?

I mean, look at you,
rich, single guy spending

his holiday in a soup kitchen.

Who says people can't
change when they want to?

Your point being?

That you're
finally showing signs

you're serious about Kelly.

Nat, you did a much better
job with those turkeys

than Dylan and I did.

Thank you.

And when it's time
for dessert, you get

to put on the whipped cream.

Yesterday, daddy let me
have a hot fudge sundae

instead of turkey.

Separate Thanksgivings,
you remember those.

Too well.

Yesterday, I drive her
to Mel's bachelor pad

in Studio City,
which, for the record,

has a singles night
and two hot tubs.

Erin, there's $1 in my purse.

Why don't you go pick out
something on the jukebox?

Mom.

I could just strangle him.

I know, but you cannot
let her hear you say that.

I don't know, maybe
it's better for her

to learn now that there are some
men you just can't count on.

I wished I'd learned
that ahead of time.

Let me see if Nat needs
any help in the back.

Good idea.

Hi.

I got a cargo van, so
everything should be set.

OK, good, we'll just
start loading everything up.

I was thinking that
you'd need to lead

the charge on that because my
mom's sister, Lily she's at LAX.

She has really big layover.

I got to go down there.

You're kidding me, right?

You never talked about
an Aunt Lily before.

I never had any reason to.

So we're just supposed to
finish up all of your work?

Nat can take over, and there's
volunteers at the center.

Your volunteers.

Your project, Dylan.

My family did this
for you as a favor.

With everything that's going
on, we really don't need

any added stress right now.

What can I say, Kel?

Nothing that I would
want to hear right now.

I'm going to be late.

Then you better go.

Unbelievable.

Happy Thanksgiving.

You just wished me
one two hours ago.

I know, but I found this
at the nursery on Robertson.

It's a pink rose bush.

Aww.

It's going to be.

See?

Yeah.

Come in.

Well, I see why you
didn't want me to stay here.

You wanted to stay at
my place last night.

Wait a minute.

You know, Gina,
when you said you were

staying here out of necessity--

I didn't ask him
to send me these.

No, and you didn't
call Maid service

and ask them to throw
them out either, did you?

Well, fine, David, let's
throw them out together then.

How about that?

Come on, we'll throw
the roses out and smash

the vases against the wall.

- Is that going to help you?
- I don't know.

I don't know what--

What do you mean,
you don't know what?

It's not even about you.

It's about me.

I mean, yeah, I might need
some time to get over Dylan.

I told you that from
the very beginning.

I mean, you were so
understanding about it then,

so why can't you
just be that way now?

Because it's not like it was
in the beginning, all right?

It's different.

God, you're just so sweet.

Look, I really want
to be with you.

But if you can't be
patient with me, then

maybe we should
just not do this.

No, I want to do this.

Hey.

I love my thorny rose bush.

I know what we can do.

Let's take her
back to your house.

Her?

Mhm-mhm, because you
have a yard and everything,

and we can plant her
together, watch her grow.

All right.

She's gorgeous.

The doctors say
she's occasionally

breathing over her ventilator.

That's good, right?

Yeah.

I mean, she's taking
in breaths on her own.

So she doesn't need
the machine anymore?

Well, we'll know more
after the trial extubation.

I just really want to
be in there, close to her.

Do you guys mind if we go in?

- It's parents only.
- No.

Of course, not.
We'll be right here.

Come on, Janet.

They're handling this so well.

Yeah, they are.

You know, I just can't
help but wonder if when

Gina was born, if my
dad was at the hospital,

if he was hiding
somewhere in the hallway,

hoping to get a glimpse
of his other baby

before going home
to me and my mom.

If you keep doing
this to yourself,

it's going to hurt even more.

I don't think that's possible.

I am trying so hard not
to hate them right now.

Which is exactly
why you should

come to Thanksgiving dinner.

No.

Absolutely not.

If you keep hiding from it,
it's not going to get resolved.

Listen to me, just go to dinner
and let them know you're not

going to let this thing drop.

I will try.

I can't stop making promises
that I'll be the best mom

that will love her like crazy.

Steve and Janet, the
doctor's on his way

down for the extubation.

I'll stay with you
in the waiting room.

Oh, we don't want to leave.

It's against hospital policy.

We'll be right back when
the procedure is complete.

Can we just have
a minute, please?

Sure.

Madeline.

I'd like to call her Madeline.

I like Madeline.

It means tower of strength.

Oh, and that she is.

Doesn't that look
just delicious?

Oops.

Here you go.

Yummy, yummy peas.

Fire.
Die.

Die.

Oh, honey, we still
have a couple hours left.

Please, put the game
back in my purse.

No, daddy gave it to me.

Of course, he did
because he would

rather rot your brain cells than
spend quality time with you.

Hey, Erin, why don't
you grab a spoon?

You can help me serve.

No.

He spoils her rotten,
and I get the blame.

Mom, you have to
stop doing that.

What?

Talking about Mel like that.

Well, I am not going to
whitewash his shortcomings.

Listen to me, he's a jerk.

You know it, and I know it,
but it's our job to make sure

that she doesn't know it
because like it or not,

he is her father.

You have no idea
what this feels like.

No, I don't,
but I do know what

it feels like to be Erin because
you did the exact same thing

to me with my dad.

I was always supportive.

From the day dad moved out of
the house, you beat into my head

what a horrible father he was.

And I was constantly feeling
like I had to defend him.

And then when he did
end up disappointing me,

I felt like a fool.

Well, forgive me
for seeing a pattern,

but I watched you
clean up Dylan McKay's

messes all through high school.

Well, it seems like
you're doing it again,

and he's not even
your boyfriend.

That pattern is
definitely broken.

Hey.

Hey.

- I love you.
- You do?

Mhm-mhm.

Come.

Where?

This is the play, Here it is.

It's coming.

Would you pass me
the champagne, please?

Yeah.

It's a good thing they're
playing inside today, huh?

What is it there,
John, 15, 20 degrees?

I miss that kind of
cold when you breathe in,

and your lungs shake.

I'll pass.

Well, everybody who was
raised here is a lightweight.

Well, Gina, what's
keeping you from going

back to Denver for a visit?

I don't really have a
job, just at the moment,

and a 14% interest
rate on my credit card.

Well, if you need help with
a ticket, we'd be happy to.

Why don't we
check on the turkey.

- What do you think?
- Oh, no, I already have.

You know, actually, I may have
some frequent flyer miles.

I couldn't.

Thanks anyway, though.

Besides, Gina's
life is here now.

Yeah, right.

Don't you want the miles
for yourself anyway?

No.

And your mother would love it
if you came home for Christmas.

Where is that
airline statement?

I was just looking at it.
You know--

Dad.

I think it might
be in the study.

- Let me check.
- Good.

You have got to calm down.

Two days ago, you
welcomed her into your home,

and now you're pushing her out.

We're doing no such thing.

What?

Do you have her booked on the
next plane flight out of here?

I knew she
couldn't handle this.

She's my sister.

I need to give that a chance.

You can't tell her the truth.

And you can't keep controlling
other people's lives.

Do you actually
think that Gina

is going to embrace
you when she finds

out what she's missed out on?

I mean, after she and Bobbi have
scrambled their entire lives

and haven't had anywhere
near what we have?

I mean, if you think
she's going to kick

up her heels over this news,
you are totally mistaken.

It's too late to
change things now.

Happy Thanksgiving.

You make me sick.

She's definitely the
cutest cheerleader.

Look how high she jumped.

Hey, is dinner ready?

We're eating someplace else.

What?

Gina, come with us.

Oh, boy.

What?

Donna, don't walk out of here.

Gina, please.

You are so spoiled.

Mom, I need $5.

Excuse me.

The batteries ran out.

There's a drugstore
across the street.

You are not wandering
around a strange neighborhood

by yourself.

But dad would let me.

Well, that's because
your father is--

your father is a
good father, and he

wouldn't let you go, either.

Honey, come here.

I know this has
been hard for you.

It stinks.

I know.

Just know that when
mommy and daddy argue,

it's about grown-up things, and
it has nothing to do with you.

I know it hurts a lot,
but we're doing our best.

And we both love you very much.

Yeah.

Hey, would you like
to call daddy and wish

him a happy Thanksgiving?

Yeah.

OK.

Here you go.

Watch it there, pipsqueak.

Well done, mother.

I'm going to see if
people want seconds.

OK.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Had a good time today.

Yeah, it was fun for something
Dylan dumped in our laps.

Where is he anyway?

I though he was so
excited about this.

He said something
about an aunt flying in,

and he spent the
day at the airport.

Well, I think Thanksgiving
should be spent with the ones

you love.

Yes, I couldn't agree more.

Gina has a right to
know who her father is.

She should know I'm her sister.

Well, it's up to you
to tell her, you know?

Hey, can you
guys believe this?

16 pounds of food,
and nobody here cooks.

Oh, goodness.

Boy, you guys got stuff, too?

Oh, are Steve and Janet down?

We brought--

You brought--

More dinner?

Oh, look at that.

Maybe we can borrow
some of the stomach pumps

in this place later.

We're going to need them.

Well, it looks like I can
cancel the order at Chef Ming's.

I think so.

Are you doing OK?

Yeah.

Yeah, full of thanks.

Ready for some turkey?

No, I just wanted to make
sure that you and I could--

Be in the same room together?

We're OK.

Cool.

Hey, how was the airport?

Oh, it was
charming, as always.

How was the rec center?

Somehow, we
survived without you.

The nurse said we had
visitors with lots of food.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Thank you.

Oh, this is so nice of you.

Any news on the baby?

Yeah, the procedure is done,
and the respiratory specialist

is going to stick around
and keep an eye on her

and make sure they don't
need to reintubate.

We're a mess.

Well, I am.

Steve's been incredible.

You know what?

Would you guys mind
indulging me in just

putting our hands together?

I'd like to say a
little something.

Yeah.

Dear God, thank you so
much for our daughter,

Madeline, for her
fighting spirit,

for her extended
family who offer up

so much strength and support.

For all these things, for
the food in front of us,

I thank you.

Amen.

Amen.

Amen.

So I heard you had
some family in town.

Yeah.

My Aunt Lily, she just
drops in unannounced.

She's like that.

Your Aunt Lily.

Well, I did your will
six months ago, remember?

You don't have an Aunt Lily.

Maybe I do.

I just don't like her enough
to give her any money.

Maybe.

Or maybe I should thank you.

- Oh, hey.
- Hi.

Hi.

Hello.

Listen, you know the
roses that Dylan gave me?

Yeah.

I threw them out the window
at the hotel, all of them.

Everybody was staring at me.

It was kind of cool.

I'm really sorry.

I was just being a jerk.

And you could have
kept the flowers.

I don't want them.

Oh.

Hey, Janet, you're not eating.

No.

I think I need to take
a walk or something.

Well, come on,
honey, I'll take you.

No, you know what?
I will go.

You stay.

Eat.

Love you.

I'll take good care of her.

Thank you.

Give me some of that.

Can I talk to you
for a second outside?

Yeah.

I could eat this.

Yeah.

How was dinner?

Well, let's see.

After you stormed out,
your mom burst into tears

and ran upstairs, and your dad
jumped in his car and took off.

Well, we were fighting.

I just had to get out of there.

I'm really sorry, Gina, if I
ruined your Thanksgiving dinner.

Did Aunt Felice ever shove a
bucket of chicken in your lap,

sat you in front of the TV,
so she could spend the holiday

with her new boyfriend?

No.

Well, that's how I spent
most of my Thanksgivings

after my father died.

That was his favorite holiday.

I guess I was just trying to
get some of that back, you know,

because I just feel
like all my memories

of him are just kind of
slipping away right now.

I gotta go.

Are we done here?

Yeah, we're done.

Yeah.

Mr. Sanders, your wife
needs you in the NICU.

What happened?

Where is she?

Madeline's a trooper.

She's breathing on her own.

Oh.

She's a miracle.

She's our miracle.

Do you want to
hold your daughter?

Oh, yeah.