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-Previously on Hard Rock Medical.

[He shrieks.]

-Amanda!

-She's getting herself cleaned up.

-She's carrying my kid. I have a right to see her.

-I wanted to pamper her. -Hey.

-Happy anniversary? Is he kidding me?

-Maybe I can write you a cheque. -Why would you wanna do that?

-With the deductible,

it ends up being 10 grand less than that.

-Can I see that policy?

How'd you screw Ray Teneli of his compensation?

-Hey... -A Lichtenberg tree figure.

-What does that mean? -She was struck by lightning.

-Hi. You must be Nancy. -And you would be?

-Heather. Warren's fiancée.

[theme music]

[zipping sound]

[theme music]

[suspenseful music]

[running, followed by a gunshot]

-Oh God!

[crows cawing]

-[over the PA system]: Dr. Earl, report to emergency.

-Keep 'em closed.

Ta-dah!

-A car seat? Not much of a magic trick.

-No trick, it's a necessity.

The hospital won't let you take the baby home without one.

-I don't know cousin. We're nowhere near a hospital,

and I'm trying

to get her off drugs.

If she goes through any pain,

she'll be looking for epidural.

-Maybe, maybe not.

-Maybe we should just do a home birth,

with a doula or something.

-A doula? What?!

-Yeah, I was doing some research and I think it's just best

that she actually feels

the physical pain and emotion of childbirth,

something that addicts try to avoid at all costs.

-Impressive! What've you done with the real Trevor?

-Can you ever cut me some slack?!

-OK, I'm sorry!

I'm just teasing.

I'm proud of you.

Wanna take a peek at the baby? I got my ultrasound.

-Sure.

♪♪♪

-Hello!

Did we not get the memo or what?

-Very funny! For our community service module.

-We're going to the Children's Cancer Ward

for the Let's Wish Foundation.

-And you're fairy godmothers?

-Nothing slips past you, Einstein.

-I've got a couple of wishes. How do I get in on the action?

-I guess you'll just have to keep on wishing.

-Hey, was that me snoring last night or you?

-You. Last night and the night before.

-Really? -Yep.

-It's funny how your body starts to change

when you get a little older.

Which reminds me, Dr. Farhisal,

I know I don't have an appointment,

but I was hoping you could

take a look at this thing here that I have...

-Do we have to have this conversation right now?

-No. No, of course not.

What's that?

-It's a gift from one of my classmates.

I'm giving it to this friend. She's got 2 boys.

-Oh yeah? -Yeah.

She's dying of cancer and she's thinking

of giving up her kids for adoption.

-Really?

That's rough.

On a lighter note,

I booked us that weekend in Chicago.

-That sounds good.

Ya know? I gotta go.

So I'll...

I'll see you later.

-Come here.

[smack]

[door closing]

-So Teneli's insurance guy is his brother-in-law?

-Yep. And he's a total scam artist.

Which is why I'm going to out him to Teneli.

-You can't do that. -Why not?

-Because you're gonna cause strife in the family.

Trust me, you don't wanna be doing that.

Then what are you suggesting, Miss Goody Two-shoes?

-Why don't you give him a chance to make it right with Teneli?

Let them work it out. -I hate it when you do that.

-What? -Go all Gina on me!

[crashing sound]

-Oh my God!

Sir? Sir!? Are you OK?

-Unfortunately, yes!

-Someone we can call for you?

-Mother Nature for a start, I gotta go to the loo.

Help me into my chair!

-I don't think we should be moving you too much, OK?

-Then you're gonna have quite a clean up in aisle 2.

Come on, get me into my chair! -OK... Where do you live?

-Thataway!

[suspenseful music]

[straining sounds from Gina and Melanie]

-[panting]: So what's your name, sir?

-Fred.

-Well, that's a nice name!

Fred, were you waiting

for someone to pick you up?

-Do you have something with contact information?

-Quit talkin' to me

like I'm some damn 4-year-old

lost at Wonderland!

-Sorry. -Fred, where is your help?

-Help? You mean my entourage?

-[laughing]: We were thinking of a family member or a nurse.

-Nurse? I fired her yesterday. -Why?

-She wasn't much of a conversationalist.

Besides, I think she was stealing my snuff.

-Stealing your stuff, huh?

-Snuff! Chewing tobacco!!!

-Why would she steal your chewing tobacco?

-Maybe she was disposing of it for you, Fred.

-Anyway, I won't have much use for a nurse where I'm going.

-And where is that exactly?

-To the other side.

-I assume you don't mean the other side of the street.

-Jesus, you're a sharp cookie.

Can we get moving? I gotta go!

-[both]: OK!

-One... -[both]: ...2, 3!

[heart monitor beeping]

-Oh, hi...

Come in!

Sit down. -OK.

If you wanna take a break,

I'm happy to sit here with him.

-No, It's OK. I'll just wait.

-Suit yourself.

-Hey, Noah. -Mmm?

-Mate?

-Oh, it's you.

[exhaling]: Did you bring Amanda?

-She doesn't want to see you unless you clean yourself up.

-That is a load of crap. She's carrying my kid.

-That may be so, but... [Noah winces.]

Look, I can help you, get you to detox.

[retching]

Spasms and cramps are a symptom of withdrawals.

-I'm not using.

I need to see her.

I need to tell her that I'm sorry,

that I didn't mean what I said,

and she needs to know that I still love her.

-If you still love her, you need to get off the gear.

-[scoffing]: Screw you, man. I'll find her myself!

-Noah!

-What's with the nymph outfits? -Not nymphs, fairy godmothers.

We were on our way to the Children's Cancer Ward

for the Let's Wish Foundation. You know? "Give a kid a wish."

-Why do the kids get all the wishes?

What about the old geezers, why don't they count?

Why don't you make my wish come true?

-Which is?

-Can I get you anything?

-[Farida]: No, I'm good, thanks.

Where are the boys? -Over at a friend's house.

It's been a long summer already.

Oh, what do you think of this?

It's the ad I put in the Northern Life.

-Oh...

"Mother with stage 4 cancer seeks loving family

"to adopt her 2 young, beautiful boys."

-Does it sound too needy?

-No! No, it's perfect.

-Maybe I should get us that tea. -OK.

[suspenseful music]

[groaning]

-I'm 87.

I led a pretty good life until I was 82 and a half.

My wife died,

I have no kids,

what friends I had are 6 feet under...

It's time to go!

-Fred, we're med students, future physicians.

Our job is to save lives, not end them.

-Your job as future physicians

is to improve the quality of life of patients.

And in this instance, death is the only solution to that.

-Fred, that's not true. -I can't walk!

I've got arthritis in every joint in my body!

And now they got me wearing a freakin' diaper!

How much more humiliation do I have to endure?!

[mouthing the words]

-Excuse us, Fred.

-We'll be right back, OK?

-So the baby's getting bigger

and it's always pushing on her bladder.

She's gotta go, like, every 5 minutes.

-Well, that's normal.

How are you guys doing? -Both going to counselling.

So there's no setbacks, if that's what you mean.

-That's good.

-So far, so good.

-Hello. -Wow!

You look great, Amanda.

[She laughs.]

Come and sit down. Let's take a look at that baby.

-Every day at the clinic animals get euthanized,

especially ones that are old and feeble and have been neglected.

-You wanna bring Fred to the animal clinic?

-No, of course not!

What I'm saying is that,

he just needs what these poor animals need.

-Which is? -Someone to take care of him.

Get him through the rough patch and give him some hope.

-Woah...! [crashing sound]

-[both]: Oh my God!

♪♪♪

[tapping sound]

♪♪♪

[sheepish laugh]

-Wow! I take it you got the job. -Yeah. Thanks.

-Oh, here's those things you needed for the kitchen.

[She laughs, sniffling.]

Are you OK? -Yeah...

I just got some more awful news.

-What? Did Pete get more time?

-No, Pete's fine.

[in tears]: It's his dog. He needs an operation!

-Uh-huh.

-He's got, like, a double hernia or something,

and it's gonna cost $5,000 or he'll die.

-[sarcastic chortle]: $5,000, huh?

-They say his intestines and his stomach are all twisted up.

-[sarcastically]: I saw that episode of The Simpsons.

A dog needs an un-twistable stomach.

-Pete will be devastated. -Right...

-What? You think I'm making this up?

-Honestly, I don't know what to think anymore.

Not for anything, but come on, the job, the fire, the dog...!

-That's going to be real swell when I have to tell Pete that

you let his dog die!

-Whoa, whoa! All I'm saying is, come on...!

You've been taking a little advantage of me.

You look like you just came back from a night on the town.

-So I've got expensive tastes, what's the big friggin' deal?

-The big friggin' deal is that it's at my expense!

-[laughing]: What a surprise! A guy who goes back on his word.

-What? -Ah, yeah!

You come off all nice and sweet off the top,

then as soon as we hit a rough patch, you wanna dump me?

-Dump you? What are you talking about?

There's nothing between us, lady!

-So you've just been using me, is that it?

-Using you? What are you...?

-Know what? Get outta here!

Go! I don't your stupid stuff, take it back!

All your freakin' charity, I don't need it! All your lies!

-Ow!

-Fine! I'll pay for the damn operation.

[She squeals gratefully.]

-That was so nice of Charlie to do this for the boys.

-Yeah, he's got a good heart.

-Don't know if I'll have enough energy to take them to Disney...

-No, thanks.

-You sure look like you could use some, honey.

-No, I'm fine.

-What is it? Richard? -Kinda, yeah.

I mean, his divorce is final,

he's moved all his stuff in.

Half of my apartment smells like his cologne,

the other half smells like a locker room.

[She laughs.]

-It sounds like the affair is over.

-Really? -Uh-huh.

-I know. I mean, I...

God! I didn't expect to feel like this.

-I don't get it.

He's unhitched. What's the problem?

-I guess I just don't like the reason why.

-You can't put the genie back in the bottle.

-Yeah.

-That was quite the nap.

I was about to call in the 7 dwarfs.

You've been asleep for 15 hours.

But don't worry. Made sure to wake you every 2 to 3.

-You did?

-That's what the doctor ordered.

-You must be my Prince Charming, then.

[laughing]: I thought chivalry was passé.

-Um, Cameron. Med student.

-So you're not my doctor.

-No, I just play one in

simulated disaster scenarios.

I'll go get the real one, though.

They might want to run some tests

before you can get outta here.

-I'm starving!

Could sure go for some pancakes and eggs.

What time is it?

-Just past 2.

Maybe I should get breakfast and lunch, then.

-Brunch it is!

-Is that the baby? -In the digital flesh.

-Kinda looks like Noah. -Yeah...

What happened between you two?

-We just kept fighting and... I don't know.

-Sometimes 2 people can really care about each other

and not necessarily be the best match.

Yeah, me and Noah kinda brought out the worst in each other.

Hopefully you and Trevor can bring out the best,

like you have so far.

-[Heather]: I have a question. -[Nancy]:Yeah?

-You know Warren and I are getting married, right?

-Yeah, yeah, I heard that.

-The date's in a couple of weeks.

-I don't know how that's gonna happen, sweetheart.

Even if he was conscious, our divorce isn't even finalized.

-In Chinese culture,

the fortune-tellers carefully select

the most auspicious date for the wedding. We can't change it.

-[chuckling]: Did you get that out of a fortune cookie?

-No, it's a part of...

Whatever. -Anyways...

You had something you wanted to ask me?

-I was just wondering how soon

you could have the divorce papers signed and back to us?

-Us?

Wow!

You disappear off the face of the planet

and then you just come back here all smiles

and then you expect to walk down the aisle?

-It's not what you think, I needed perspective.

-Perspective on what?

To make sure he wasn't a complete vegetable?

-No!

[groaning] God, Warren, you're awake!

Call a nurse, a doctor. -Yeah, OK.

-Heather!

-That is one stubborn, determined man.

How could he not see this coming?

-Maybe it's for the best.

Now he can be at the hospital and get the help he needs.

-Exactly what he didn't want: to rot and die!

-Are you saying we should have given him an extra push?

-It's not exactly what I'm saying.

-This sucks.

♪♪♪

-Syd. -[on the phone]: Yeah?

-I'm looking at a new art find, a rare canvas painted in 1937.

-Great. When can I expect it?

Well, it needs to dry,

and I have a few days worth of aging to do on it,

but you should have it within the week.

-Nice!

I can start trolling for our buyer.

I'll talk to you soon. -Yeah, OK.

-Bye. [beep]

[Charlie sighs.]

-What happened? -It's nothing.

A patient had an episode. It's just a bruise.

-Oh my God! Let's get you an ice pack.

-Hey! -Hey.

Perfect timing.

So how'd it go with your friend?

Ah, not too good.

She doesn't think she's going to be able to make the trip.

-That's too bad.

Speaking about trips... Um, slight change in plan.

Well, not really, but some friends of mine

are going to be in Chicago this weekend.

You may have met them. Darryl and Fiona?

Anyway, we are going to hook up with them

and go to dinner at Prosecco's.

You can have that risotto that you like so much.

-Yeah, that sounds great.

-Are you... going to keep wearing that?

-Why? Does it bother you?

-No, it's not that.

I feel like it's irritating you.

-No, I just... I have this thing.

-Can I offer you some wine?

-You know what? I'm going to start with water.

-Really?

-Pretty sweet ride!

So where are we at with what we discussed the other day?

-Fine!

I was in a tough situation, OK?

I tried to win the money back at the track.

It didn't pan out. -Not buying it.

-I can't just reverse the decision

without raising red flags with Ray.

-Maybe I can help you come up with the money.

-How? -This is worth a pretty penny!

-What? -I saw that hitch back there.

What are you haulin'? Camper? Snowmobiles? A boat?

That's gotta pretty much cover it, no problem.

-You are not serious! -Want me to post the ad?

-You can either tell me what this is really about

or you can take a hike. -Fine, then. Done!

-What's done? Wait! What's done?!

♪♪♪

[wincing]

-You're gonna be OK.

-Dude, where are my pants?

♪ Yeah I've seen this place too many times ♪

♪ I can't go back now ♪

♪ Full of them guys acting all alike ♪

♪ Their heads done up like vacuum ♪

♪ I'm not indifferent I do have opinions ♪

♪ I don't want American life on my TV screen ♪

♪ Give me some money I'm beggin' you, honey ♪

♪ Damn Kingston Gully ♪

♪ He took my last penny away ♪

♪ Ah he took every penny ♪

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