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I have seen a lot of things
in life, but I did not know

it was physically possible for
one man to miss that many shots.

It's called defensive pressure.

Against who-- the air?

No, by the laws of probability
alone, at least

two of those shots should
have accidentally bounced in.

Fine, I was off my game.

Hey, let's give Smitty a break.
He did step in last minute.

And Andre bowed out,
so we needed a fifth body.

Too bad Jacob couldn't get off
or Izaiah.

Which means without Smitty
we would have had to forfeit.

So we probably should have
a little more gratitude.

Oh, I am grateful.

Grateful that the other
white boy on the team

at least knew how
to put the ball in the basket.

Larry Bird over here
did not disappoint.

Well, I only took the shots
the defense gave me.

As long as we make enough
for those backpacks

and school supplies, I'm happy.

I mean, it isn't the scoreboard
that matters.

(Nicole clears throat)

Ah.

I'm being rude again, aren't I?

You said it, not me.

If that deal in Bethesda
hasn't closed yet, let it go.

You're starting
to look like a day trader.

It's not a listing.

It's something more personal.

Joey?

He and I have been
a little out of rhythm since...

his sister showed up.

Joey has a sister?

I can't imagine him sharing
his toys, let alone DNA.

He cultivates a lone-wolf
aura on purpose,

but Heather is very real
and very charming.

Charm doesn't destabilize
adult relationships.

What's the issue?

That's the question.

I like her. Dani met her
and had the same reaction.

But Joey keeps warning me
not to get too close,

and I can't for the life of me
figure out why.

Tell me everything my sister's
done in the last 24 hours.

Well, right now,
she's getting her nails done.

Randy took over tailing her
so that I could report back.

And he's parked outside
the salon.

And before the manicure?

She went back to the hotel
last night.

But I stayed in the lobby
with a beer,

and I kept my eyes on the
elevator until the bar closed.

She never came down.

Then I got there
early this morning,

and that's when I saw her leave.

You were in the lobby?

Yes, sir.

And you call that
good surveillance?

How do you expect
to get any useful intel

if you don't even
have eyes on Heather?

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You still spiraling
about that scar?

Don't eye me like that.
I'm concerned.

So running straight to dad
and blabbing

about everything
I told you in confidence

was supposed to show me
how much you care?

You make it sound like
I was gossiping.

Not true.

I looped in a doctor
who actually

happens to love you
more than life itself.

And as your father
and a plastic surgeon,

I mean, he's in
a unique position to help.

It's my body, Mama.

But you want to know who
actually made me feel better?

Izaiah?

Yeah.

He's so supportive.

Told me that my scar
doesn't change how he sees me,

how I don't look different
to him.

Fine and kind.
That man is a keeper.

For real.

I didn't even know
it was even possible

for a man to have my back
like that.

And that's what I want
for you, too, Mama.

For you to have that same
kind of love in your life.

Oh, baby, I am good.

Are you, though?

I mean, does Marcel even
hold it down like that?

'Cause lately,
he hasn't even been around.

I am losing my mind in here.

I can't take being cooped up
like this much longer.

Whoa, whoa. Getting worked up
isn't good for your heart.

Well, being back home will help
me heal faster than being here,

letting those doctors
poke me like a damn lab rat.

Babe... I need my bed,

my food and my wife.

Mm, it is awfully lonely
in that big house without you.

Well, how about we make up
for it right now?

Mm, mm.

It feels so good to have
your arms around me again.

Mm. Maybe I'll move in.

-Oh, yeah?
-(laughs)

Oh, the hell you will.

So now that
I've officially completed

my one-game contract with
the Fairmont Crest Ballers,

I believe
I will collect my salary.

Wait, salary?
So this is a paid gig?

Well, you get
what you negotiate,

and for me, it was one
week of dinner by Chef Martin.

Oh, so you mean
a week of sandwiches?

Oh, hey, it's my schedule that
keeps me out of the kitchen.

Otherwise I can burn
with the best of them.

SMITTY:
Facts. His pesto risotto

is almost as incredible
as he is.

And, Carlton,
if you learn how to behave,

maybe you'll get a plate, too.

-Kial.
-Yeah?

Dad vouched
for your jumper skills,

and he doesn't cosign lightly,

so you're officially
on the roster

for any future charity games
I might get dragged into.

Well, just let me know
when you need me to lace up.

I'm happy to help.

-Ready?
-Yeah.

See you.

You, uh, going to work
from here?

Uh, maybe later. You?

I'm headed to Orphey Gene's
to see Shanice.

I'm meeting up with Nicole.

Thought I'd freshen up first.

That doesn't bother you?

What?

Well, him bragging about
seeing Nicole

right in front of your face?

Tell me about this Heather.

She's hip, polished,
lives in London now.

She's into beauty,
fashion, all that,

and she has this energy

like she could walk into a room

in Milan or Miami
and belong in both.

Well, that sounds like
the complete opposite of Joey.

She's definitely
more extroverted,

which might explain
the distance between them.

Being oil and water as siblings
isn't enough of a reason

for there to be
a major rift between them.

Dani and I
have our disagreements,

but we don't avoid each other.

Well, maybe their differences
got bigger over time.

And maybe if Joey is drawing
a boundary between you and her,

you should trust him
and know that there's a reason.

They don't know each other
anymore, Nicole.

Heather has been gone
a long time.

They don't know these versions
of each other now.

I mean, from what I've seen,
Heather wants to fix that

and she does not come off
to me as-as fake.

You've known her
for five minutes.

Joey's known her a lifetime.

And sometimes a lifetime
is the exact reason

why people see the worst
in each other.

I mean, think about how tense
things were with Deanna.

For a while,
I thought I lost her

and if I had given up
I would regret it every day.

That is very different.

Deanna is young
and grieving her father

and you're her mother.

Well, Heather is Joey's
only immediate family member

that he has left, and that
is worth fighting for, too.

Well, then why don't you
stop dancing around it

and just ask him?

I did.

And?

I could tell he wasn't
giving me the full story.

Well, in my professional
experience,

that usually means that whatever
happened between them

must have really cut deep.

While you were downstairs
nursing a draft,

she could have been
putting a plan into motion.

I need to know the reason
Heather's come back.

It isn't sibling bonding.
It isn't nostalgia.

She's meeting someone,

and if you and Randy
can't figure out who it is

-by circling--
-We're on it, boss.

We're on it.

You better be.

Absolutely not.
Out of that bed now.

Okay, relax, Shanice.

She was only kidding
about moving in.

Oh, that's not what
my eyes are seeing.

Hospital beds
are for patients only.

When you come to visit,
I need both of those feet

on the floor at all times.

You hear me?

You are not the boss of me.

Oh, inside the walls of Garland.
I most certainly am.

And you've spent enough time
in this hospital,

you would think
that you know the rules by now.

Okay, it's not that serious.

Yeah, and that rule
shouldn't apply to spouses.

I'm not some random visitor.

Well, unless you want to fast
track yourself to widowhood,

I suggest you keep
your hands off of him.

Okay.

Are you actually suggesting

that hugging my husband
is dangerous?

Now, you and I both know

you were not
gonna stop at a hug.

Look, I am not trying
to speak for your doctors,

but it is usually advised
that cardiac patients

avoid activity that elevate
their heart rate, sex included.

Blood pressure's decent,
heart rate is steady.

Let's keep it that way.

Listen, I am not about
to be celibate

just because my heart
glitched a few days ago.

I keep telling you, I feel fine.

The doctors still don't know
what caused it, baby.

We should probably
err on the side of caution.

Thank you for being
the adult in the room.

BILL:
See that?

You see?

Once again,
Shanice is doing too much.

Listen, my cardiologist
didn't say anything

about not having sex, so...

I couldn't live with myself
if I pushed you too far.

Baby, the whole point
of a pacemaker

is to regulate my heart, right?

So we don't have
to worry about that part.

And, you know,
I'm just thinking it would be

a little negligent if we didn't
put it through a stress test.

So, come on.

(sighs)

Maybe... you have a point there.

Okay, getting back to Marcel.

-What about him?
-What is he to you?

Oh, baby, he...

he makes me feel good.

Mm.

He's my little boy toy.

Okay, TMI.
That is not what I meant.

Well, you asked
a grown-woman question.

Okay, does he show up?

Does he treat you well?

All right.

What is with
all the interrogation

all of a sudden, ma'am?

Because I'm your daughter
and even I

don't even know him like that.

It's not like you ever invited
me to join you two for dinner.

Marcel and I have
a unique relationship.

When we're together,
it's just us.

And we do not drag friends
and family into everything.

All right? And we don't need
other people's validation

for what we've got.

Or maybe you just
don't want any witnesses.

When I'm with Marcel,
I feel great.

He gets my jokes, he keeps up,

and if I happen
to get a speeding ticket,

I am sure that he will
make it-- poof-- disappear.

Okay, that is not the flex
you think it is, Mama.

Are you really
invested in Marcel?

Or are you just passing time

while you cling on
to the delusional hope

that you still have a shot
with Dad?

So, you and Nicole
are just friends?

With a capital F.
Yeah.

It's over.
No more triangle.

No more "Will they, won't they?"

I walked myself directly
into the friend zone,

locked the door behind me.

I'm sorry to hear that, man.

Oh, don't be.
It was my call.

I love competing on the court,

but in real life, that just...

It feels messy.

Yeah, not to mention I'm too old

to be playing
those kind of games.

Well, you took a long time
to shoot your shot with her.

Maybe that was the problem.

It took so long that I turned
it into a fairy tale in my head.

If Nicole and I were
meant to be,

she wouldn't have ended up
with you in the first place.

Yeah, for what it's worth,

I was never really cool
with you...

seeing my ex.

There were many days
I wanted to deck you

on sight.

Well, if you still
want to work that out,

I'm sitting right here.

Huh.

Nah, I'm a lover, not a fighter.

But next time...

I'm still stuck on you
telling me to accept

a man keeping secrets.

You, the queen
of full disclosure?

Oh, I didn't say "accept it,"

but you should understand
what you signed up for.

Explain.

Joey lives on the edge,
the edge casts shadows.

You want the thrill,
the mystique, the power--

there's a cost.

You wouldn't tolerate it.

Oh, there's a lot about Joey

that I personally
wouldn't find acceptable,

but you are not me.

Mom. Vanessa.

You are looking at 40%

of a championship
charity basketball team.

And which percentage
did you contribute to?

Um, moral support.

Martin, Ted, Kial and
Carlton did the heavy lifting.

Congratulations, gentlemen.

Thanks. We're gonna
grab some water and roll out.

-NICOLE: All right, baby.
-Bye.

That's quite a group.

Your son, son-in-law

and the current
and former men in your life.

And they are all adults.

And you've got them trained.

In what sense?

There is only one way
all that testosterone

can fit on a court
and not come to blows.

They're keeping their eye
on the prize.

Yeah, I told myself I was good
with Nicole moving on.

I said it enough times
I almost believed it.

Well, you built
a whole life with her.

You don't just shrug that off
like a bad quarter.

Yeah. It took me catching
feelings for somebody else

to finally let go.

And I took comfort
knowing she was with someone

who'd treat her right.

-As will Kial.
-Yeah.

Hey, don't stress.
He's a good guy.

I appreciate the vote
of confidence, fellas.

Hey, speaking it into existence.

And I'm serious about
remaining friends with Nicole,

-so if you hurt her...
-KIAL: I got the warning.

And the fact that
you always have her back

says a lot about Nicole.

Also says a lot about you two.

Consider my jersey...

...officially retired.

You had one game.

One game too many.

Do you hear that?

What?

I don't hear anything.

Exactly.

We have the whole place
to ourselves.

No Samantha raiding the fridge,

no Tyrell blasting his music.

It's a little too quiet,
if you ask me.

Why don't we change that.

If it isn't the club's
newest sports legend.

I hear congratulations
are in order.

Legend?
Eh, overstatement.

But I'll take
"he didn't embarrass himself."

-Oh, and he's humble, too.
-Hmm.

From what I hear, you deserve
a congratulations yourself.

Sounds like you made
a major roster move.

Word must get around
in a locker room.

Mm, Carlton may have casually
mentioned he ended things.

It was mutual.

Honestly, I was just relieved

that we were both
on the same page.

Ah.

Well, I hope you and Kial
are happy together.

Thank you, Ted.

I always figured you'd get
serious with someone eventually.

You know, playing the field--
fun for a season,

but no one can
win a championship like that.

Does that mean that
things are still going well

with you and Shanice?

Yeah, they're good.

Then we can be happy
for each other.

Mm-hmm.

Peace looks good on you, Nicole.

Take care of yourself.

Back at you, champ.

Yeah.

Got any land mines
to fill me in on today

before I get started?

Let's see.

Oh, Room 12's post-op dressing

-needs to be changed.
-Okay.

Mr. Delaney in six
keeps "forgetting"

he's on a no-pork diet.

Oh, and you missed Code PDA
in Bill Hamilton's room.

-What?
-Mm-hmm.

You walked in on Bill
and Hayley hooking up?

Not quite, but if I would
have gave it five more minutes,

I would have needed
a screwdriver

to gouge my eyes out
and some holy water.

Oh, thanks a lot, Shanice.

You know, I've been having
a pretty good day.

Now I can't unhear that.

Oh, just keeping you
abreast of what's...

Stop. That is
my best friend's dad.

Could you have waited
until at least

halfway through my shift
to traumatize me?

Hey, just thank
the schedule gods it wasn't you.

I was in there breaking it up

like I was chaperoning horny
teenagers at a high school prom.

Well, you are pretty scary
when you get angry.

I wouldn't be surprised
if they're on

two opposite sides of the room
right now.

I don't know.
But I would keep an eye on it.

But what I do know is

I plan to get
significantly closer

to Dr. Ted Richardson
on my lunch break.

Have fun.

(alarm chiming)

Bill's room?

All right, Mr. Hamilton,
I can get scary, too.

Seems you and Ted were having
a pretty involved conversation.

We covered some sticky ground,
but in a good way.

Oh, and the good
just keeps on coming.

Hello, my lady.

I heard you were tearing it up
on the court.

I have just enough
to have something

to brag about to my girlfriend.

Uh, uh...

Okay, now you're gonna
have to join us. Girlfriend?

That's what we're
calling each other now?

Yes.

We have decided
to become exclusive.

Oh, I had a feeling Kial
would win out and I approve.

Lucky me.

And it is not just
because Nicole and I

are a package deal.

Seems that my daughter
and your son

are building their own
little situationship.

I heard something about that.
Have you met Noah yet?

Yesterday.

And since Kial is too polite
to ask, I will.

What did you think?

You raised
a very nice young man.

Thank you.
That's a relief.

Noah was considerate
and thoughtful.

And the best part--

Deanna's had a rough
go of it lately, and

seeing your son make her smile
again is everything.

Well, anything that helps Noah
stay anchored to the DMV longer

I am not mad at it.

Okay, I can take a hint.

I will let my
newly monogamous bestie

enjoy some time alone
with her man.

Thanks, Vanessa.

I ran into Ted.

And?

It was civil.

Guess your locker room chatter
made us publicly official.

Mm.
The word is out.

You're stuck with me.

I can think of worse fates.

And I can think of what
we should do next.

I take offense
to you calling me delusional.

That's what you're stuck on,

that I don't believe you and Dad
will ever get back together?

Instead of, I don't know,

the dozens of times
this man has curved you?

What about the dozens
of times he didn't?

Chemistry like I had
with your father

doesn't just evaporate, baby.

Besides, if he wasn't
attracted to me,

then you wouldn't exist.

Speak of the handsome
devil himself.

Ted. Hey, why don't
you come over a sec?

Hey.

Ooh, your ears must be burning,

because Eva and I were just...

I was telling Mama
about the talk

you and I had the other day.

Ah, right. That talk.

How are you doing?

Oh, we are wonderful,
aren't we, baby?

I was talking to my daughter.

Have you given any thought
about seeing a therapist?

I'm gonna hold off for now.

As I was telling Mama,
that I'm not spiraling

or in my head anymore.

All right, but if you start
slipping even a little,

you come to me.

Okay.

Does that invitation
extend to moi as well?

Is your name Eva?

I'm meeting Shanice for lunch.

I'm gonna grab us a table.
Okay?

-Okay.
-All right.

Okay, Mama, I am not
trying to be mean about this,

but did you just see
how Dad was with you just now?

How he couldn't wait
to get away from you?

I hope that message
came through loud and clear.

How was brunch with Nicole?

Surprisingly informative.

Well, information's
my favorite currency.

Especially when it walks in
wearing that perfume.

The good news?

There's zero percent
we will ever end up

on another double date
with Nicole and Carlton.

There never was a chance--
I'd refuse.

Fine.

What about with Nicole's
new exclusive boyfriend Kial?

Only if the alternative
is with my sister.

Or death.

You keep saying things
like that.

If you're gonna keep
trashing your sister,

you need to share more.

Why is she so awful?

-Vanessa...
-Don't.

I have been nothing
but transparent with you.

Partners are supposed to share
everything with each other.

Well, as your partner,
I'm going to ask you

to stop questioning me
about Heather.

Mm, that's not an explanation.

Well, it's the only one
you're getting.

You trust me with your body.
Trust me on this.

This is just one of those things
you're better off not knowing.

-(alarm chiming)
-BILL: Hey, hey, maybe
we should pump the brakes.

HAYLEY:
No, I'm too turned on.
I can't stop.

BILL:
Mm, baby.

Uh, Mr. Hamilton, your alarm.

What...

What is with you all
barging in on me like that?

Uh, sir, your heart monitor
is going haywire.

Surely you hear it going off.

A woman should know
what it's like

to be so caught up
in the throes of passion

that you lose your hearing.

Okay, look,
Shanice already warned you,

so I'm going to reiterate
that we are in a hospital.

That means we're gonna
keep things G-rated.

I am sick and tired of you
pearl-clutching nurses

trying to monitor me
like I'm on parole

or some reckless teenager.

You're worse.

You're a cardiac patient.

No, what the hell I am
is a grown-ass man.

You know what?
Screw this. I'm going home.

You are not leaving this
hospital. You're not cleared.

Then clear me.

You know
that's not how this works.

You need to be discharged
by a doctor.

Ashley, are you familiar
with patient autonomy? Hmm?

See, I'm a lawyer-- a damn
good one-- and I know my rights.

You cannot keep me here
against my will.

Look, you are emotional,
you're agitated.

You're not thinking clearly.
So, no,

I'm not bringing you
your discharge papers.

-Okay, now you're overstepping.
-I'm sorry, did you

want to give me
the parameters of my job?

Because last I checked,
you barely had one.

Oh, no.

You do not get
to talk to me like that.

You think being Naomi's mousy
sidekick gives you leverage?

It doesn't.

I have no issue
putting you in your place.

Meaning reporting you
to your supervisor.

I have a better idea.

Yeah, can you
come in here, please?

Thanks.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Ooh, today I am going to need

a big ol' slice
of that peach cobbler.

Why is that? Something
tragic happened at work?

You can say that.

-I walked in
on Bill and Hayley spooning,
-Oh.

and judging by the sound
of that heart monitor

and the way it was screaming,
a whole lot

was about to go down in there.

That's it?

What?
They're two consenting adults.

The man is laid up
in the hospital.

You act like you and I

didn't blur a boundary or two
in my office.

Yeah, but we weren't recovering
from a near-death experience.

A fair point. Still, if
I had a near-death experience,

I'd be trying to make the most
of every minute

I could with my loved ones.

Heck, I don't
even need an excuse.

Oh. What's that
supposed to mean?

Well, now that things have

finally gotten serious
between us,

I'm ready to put my money
where my mouth is.

I want to meet your brothers.

EVA:
They look happy.

Puh-lease.

The nurse is as dry
as a piece of burnt wheat bread.

He'll get over it.

Like he did with you?

What has gotten into you?

Mama, I'm looking out for you
by being honest.

I think Dad has finally found
his person, just like I did.

And you could, too,
if you stop wasting your energy

on unavailable men
who bring you nothing but pain.

I understand there
are parts of your business

you can't share with me.
I'm not naive.

But your family is different.

Whatever is going on
with Heather, I won't judge you.

There's nothing
about your sister

that you can't share with me.

Except this.

Are-are you saying
there's something about her

that's dangerous?
Illegal?

Stop speculating, Vanessa.

If you would just tell me,
I wouldn't have to.

I've explained as much as I can.

Now, you're-you're
just going to have to accept

that there are some things
that have to be kept private.

If this is a deal-breaker
for you, let me know now.

We need more of this.

Uninterrupted private time?

God, yes.

No college forms.

No "Pop, where's my charger?"

Just me and my man.

One of our kids
is moving out soon.

That is 50% more privacy
right there.

On Valentine's Day,
I'd promised you

a week at a romantic resort
in the rainforest

and you said you would be free

after you had wrapped
your Red Market stories.

Then I dropped the ball.

You made up for it
with the Bahamas trip.

Yes, but that was
a family getaway.

And I love our kids, but
we couldn't exactly get loose.

You remember when we were
contemplating Costa Rica?

-The unofficial
clothing-optional beaches?
-Yeah.

That sounds like fun, but...

a Dupree-slash-congressman
cannot exactly

get caught doing the unofficial.

What about if
we bought out the beach?

Costa Rica beaches
and rainforests

will always be there.

Still, there's no time
like the present.

I could have Shonda
clear my schedule for a week.

Well, we have to be here
for Tyrell's dorm move-in.

And then a few days after,
just to be safe.

Right. And then we have
Granddad's tailgate party.

But right after, it would work.

Oh.

I can get
our travel agent on it.

Babe.

What's the rush?

And this close to the election?

Do you want to go to paradise
with me or not?

You are my paradise.

-Smitty...
-Look, Martin.

I can't exactly
leave town right now.

Not until I deal with
some unfinished business.

I'm not sure you're ready
to meet my brothers.

Why?
I got a great smile.

I'm gainfully employed.

Don't I clean up nice?

See, every man I brought home
had that same attitude.

Hmm, well,
none of those men were me.

-Now, see,
it's that right there.
-Mm.

If you walk into the house
with that cockiness,

they will eat you alive.

Mm.
I don't scare easily.

Plus, you're worth
a little bit of smoke.

Bring it on.

I'll win them over.

Famous last words.

I am not chasing
unavailable men.

Ted does not have a ring
on his finger.

And in case you forgot,
Marcel is divorced.

But is he acting divorced?

Has he been more attentive?

Does he ever talk about
a future with you?

Look, Mama,
I'm not trying to make you mad.

I'm just asking because I care
and I want you to be happy.

A daughter should not
be giving her mother

relationship advice.

Maybe not, but someone should.

You deserve better, Mama.

Marcel. Hi.

If you are still
interested in me,

then I need you to prove it.

Take me out-- dancing, dinner.

I don't care.

Just put forth some effort.

Now that we are
officially exclusive,

what exactly
do you have planned for us?

Well, I think this
is a milestone worth...

...remembering.

So I would like us to both
be able to look back

and remember it.

Like sitting on a beach
somewhere one day, reminiscing

-about the good old times?
-No, no, no.

I'm not making any
predictions about our future.

I know that you would
not want that.

So you are being pragmatic,
not romantic.

Who says I can't be both?

All right then, Mr. Multitasker,

what momentous event
do you have planned for us?

A night on the town,
fireworks over the Potomac?

The secret to our relationship
has been to keep it casual.

My son-- he's playing
an open mic night tonight,

so I was hoping that you and I

could both sit in the audience

and embarrass my son long enough

that he would have something
to say about it.

Heckling your son.

That is our beginning
to remember?

My son has a couple
of love songs in his set,

so there could be some dancing.

And maybe a lot of me
gazing into your eyes.

Sounds like the perfect
first date to me.

What unfinished business?

When the true crime podcast
invited me

to talk about the ring,
even though I said no...

...it got in my head.

You did great reporting
on that, Smitty.

And I agree with your editor--
you could win awards for it.

Awards don't
put people behind bars.

Whoever's in charge of this ring

is just sitting, having dinner
like all is right in the world

when his operation
is hurting people,

just in different cities.

You exposed their work.

Only a layer of it.

Hey, I thought
you were satisfied

with how this wrapped up.

Maybe that was just
the exhaustion talking.

But the entire point
of investigative journalism

is to expose the whole truth.

I need to keep working on this.

I can't stop until
the Impaler is unmasked.

This really hurts.

I know.

You insist on putting up a wall

when it comes to you
and your sister.

Like... like there is this
whole section of your life

I'm not allowed access to.

I never want to hurt you,
Vanessa,

but I can't bend on this.

Mm, well, you've never
been big on compromise.

You don't fold.

Don't sway with the wind.

It is one of the things
I love about you the most.

Okay, so what does that mean?

This isn't worth
ending what we have.

Good.

Because I'd be miserable
without you.

Feeling's mutual.

I know I'm not easy.

An understatement.

But you accept me,
flaws and all, and...

...you deserve the same from me,

so, against
my better judgement...

...no more questions
about Heather.

Excellent.

Besides, there's far better
things that we could be doing.

Hmm?

Like what?

Mm. Well, finally.

You have discharge forms
for me to sign?

He is not a doctor.
He's with security.

Mrs. Hamilton repeatedly
violated hospital policy,

so he's here to escort her
off the premises.

Oh, you petty...

You really
called security on me?

Ashley, this is unnecessary.

As unnecessary as elevating
a patient's heart rate

after a cardiac arrest?

And if you fight me
on this, Hayley,

I will get you
permanently banned.

-You're just gonna
let her do this?
-GUARD: Let's go, ma'am.

It'll be all right, honey.

I'll be right behind you.

Now... I am gonna
send for a doctor

to see if it is safe
for you to leave.

Well, I already know my answer.

Do you?

Because as scary
as your wrath may be,

Naomi is gonna
tear this place apart

if she finds out that
you are risking your life

to prove a point.

I can do it.

I'm sorry
to embarrass you, Hayley,

but you were causing
a disturbance.

By hugging my husband?

You know, you, Naomi
and everyone else

who tries to drive a wedge
between me and my husband

only succeed
in making us stronger.

You all just need
to accept the truth

that I'm going to be with Bill.

Until his last breath.

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