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Head size looks good.
Other body measurements line up.

The lungs are almost fully formed.
Weight's about 7 and a half pounds.

So everything's all right?

Looking good.

Bet you can't wait
to get that baby out of you.

Please, I was ready a month ago.

Could be worse.
Elephants stay pregnant 22 months.

- I feel like an elephant.
- You don't look like an elephant, baby.

He always knows
the right thing to say.

Hey, hey, hey, no more looking.

He's obsessed with keeping
the baby's sex a secret.

- No comment.
- Thank you, doctor.

Take care.

- You, too, Megan.
- Thank you.

Okay.

We should schedule our checkup
for next week.

Meg?

Sorry.

You okay, honey?

Yeah.

It's just hard to believe
there's less than a month to go.

Look, about this morning...

No, no, no, you were right.

We're so close. Just...

I think I was a little edgy
from my medicine.

What time is your flight?

Between traffic and security at JFK,
I should probably go now.

Go. I'll make the appointment.

- Are you gonna be okay getting home?
- I'll be fine. I'll take a cab.

- Yeah?
- Yes.

Okay.

- I'll call when I get to the hotel tonight.
- Okay.

- Bye.
- Goodbye.

Hey, what do you got?

Megan Sullivan, 30s, graphic designer,
eight and a half months pregnant.

Last seen leaving here
yesterday morning.

Security found those
on the steps outside.

This was filled yesterday. Having
complications with her pregnancy?

No. She's HIV-positive.

- Well, that's a complication.
- It is.

She's on a very strict drug regimen.

Husband told police that there is
no way that she'd leave those behind.

- So where was he during all this?
- Business trip to Columbus, Ohio.

He flew back in this morning.
He wasn't due back for another day.

Convenient he was out of town
when she went missing.

I spoke to the hospital administrator.

Three weeks ago,
a lady tried to kidnap an infant.

After that, they really had to beef up
security at their maternity ward.

I guess if you can't snatch a newborn,
you go to the next best thing.

I knew something was wrong
when I didn't hear back from her.

You called here last night.
Who'd you talk to?

Nobody.
I left a message on the machine.

Yeah, according to your phone records,
call was about four minutes.

Seems a long time for a message.

Well, I usually sing the baby a lullaby.

So I left it on the machine and I told
Meg to play it back to her stomach.

Where is it?

I erased it this morning
when I got home.

Why?

I don't know. It's a habit.
I always erase old messages.

Mr. Sullivan, does your wife have any
problems with anyone, any altercations?

Well, there was somebody that
she talked about in Dr. Barnes' office.

Made her so upset yesterday,
we almost didn't go to the appointment.

Made some decaf.

You're not even dressed.

I wanna reschedule.
I just can't deal today.

Deal with what?

I just feel like a pariah every time
I walk into that office.

- The way everybody looks at me.
- Who?

Somebody say something?

Meg?

One of the blood techs.

- Which one?
- Doesn't matter.

We talked about this.

People think what they're gonna think.
There's nothing we can do about it.

I just didn't know
it was gonna be this hard.

Just another couple of weeks.

And then we'll have the baby
and none of this is gonna matter.

She mention a name?

No, I dropped it.
She didn't wanna talk about it.

How long has your wife
been HIV-positive?

She was diagnosed about a year ago.

We had been together for two years.
It was a huge shock.

How about you?
Have you tested positive?

No.

Then how did
your wife contract the disease?

- What? I say something funny?
- No.

No, people always ask.

Like it makes a difference?

What, are you gonna decide
if you feel sorry for her or not?

I need to know, Mr. Sullivan.

She got it from some guy
she dated a few years ago.

- Do you have a name?
- No.

When Meg got diagnosed,
I was so pissed I wanted to kill him.

She wouldn't tell me.

Anyone else
she might have confided in?

Her mother.

She makes it her business to know
everything that's going on in Meg's life.

Would you be able
to give me that number?

Yeah, of course.

Last call to Megan's cell came
from a payphone.

The Fifth Street Detention Facility.

- You ask for the roll logs?
- Yeah.

But they process 500 inmates a day.

What's up with the husband?

The nurses have him leaving at 8:30,
but his flight didn't leave until 1.

Add traffic and security,
that's two hours he's not accounted for.

Enough time to have pulled
a Scott Peterson.

Hope not.
Where are we with baby-snatching?

There was another attempt
in a park near the hospital.

White female, late 20s.
And a witness made a sketch.

Mac's checking the surveillance video
from the parking lot.

- Maybe he'll find a match.
- Okay.

- Hey, man.
- What's up?

Just wanted you to know that I checked
out that meeting that you told me about.

Yeah?

- How did it go?
- Pretty good.

Anyway,
I connected with this guy, Ed D.

Retired N.Y.P.D.,
says he remembers you.

- Fat. Fat and funny.
- That's the guy. Yeah, he is funny.

But he offered to be my sponsor,
so...

- He's a good guy.
- Yeah?

- He's a real good guy.
- Cool.

Well, we're gonna hook up
for coffee tonight...

...and, you know,
I guess take it from there.

Thanks for all the support, man.

So... Okay, thanks.

Says here you didn't work yesterday.

Well, not in this office.

I pick up hours over
at Mount Sinai when I can.

- I worked from 8 to 4.
- And then?

I took the subway. I went home.
Why are you asking me this?

We're looking for Megan Sullivan.

And you think I did something to her?

Well, she mentioned that she had
a problem at her appointment last week.

We checked the records
and you drew her blood that day.

And apparently you're not a big fan.

I have my opinions.
And I have the right to them.

This should just take a second.

- Is there a problem?
- No. Why?

Just if you're not comfortable,
I'd rather have somebody else do it.

Hold still, please.

I see women come in every day
who would make wonderful mothers.

Really deserving women.

They just can't get pregnant.

They must look at you and wonder,
"Why her? Why not me?"

Where do you get off judging me?

I don't judge. God does.

To be so selfish,
to put an innocent child at risk.

That's enough.

I'm sorry if I've offended you.

You are aware that Megan's chances
of transmitting HIV to her baby...

...with a C-section and the right drugs
is less than 1 percent?

If I told you
there was a 1 percent chance...

...you'd get HIV if I used this needle,
would you let me stick it in you?

I guess Megan didn't say anything
to Dr. Barnes about your little episode.

I'm not hiding anything.

It looks like we could rule out
our wannabe baby-snatcher.

- Why's that?
- Just spoke to N.Y.P.D.

They ID'd her as a patient at Bellevue.
She spent all week getting evaluated.

I've been checking
into Brian Sullivan's financials.

He spent three weeks at a local hotel
a year ago.

- By himself?
- According to the hotel records.

Maybe things were a bit rough
in the marriage before the pregnancy.

Brian stayed at a hotel
because Megan kicked him out.

He didn't tell you about his affair.

No, he didn't.

It happened right after
Megan received her diagnosis.

When she needed him the most.

I told her that she should leave him,
that she could do so much better.

But she made up all kinds
of excuses for him.

Did Brian break this affair off?

- That's what he told Megan.
- Do you think he was telling the truth?

I think they're still having problems.

Can you be more specific?

Well, Megan came to visit the other day
and pick up some things for the baby...

...and Brian was with her.

Stop it. I just... I am so sick and tired
of talking about it.

- Then why is it still a problem?
- I don't know, you tell me.

- This whole thing was a mistake.
- Is everything all right?

Everything's fine.

- What's that?
- I know you said nothing pink or blue.

I couldn't resist.
Look at this, it's so sweet.

It's cute, Ma, thanks.

I don't wanna upset anyone.
But I just...

I feel that a grandma should be able to
do whatever she wants, after all.

I'll get the rest of the stuff.

- Sweetheart, what is going on?
- Nothing.

Your father and I
didn't always see eye to eye...

...but we always managed
to work things out.

Is it the other woman?
Is he seeing her again?

- No, no.
- Are you sure?

We're fine. Everything's fine.
It's just...

It's just a stressful time right now,
that's all.

It doesn't sound fine to me.
Look at me.

You don't have to go
through this alone.

I will be there for you and the baby,
even if he isn't.

You know that, right?

I do, thanks.

I love you.

Look, the truth is
I gave up on him a long time ago.

But Megan reassured me
that he was trying to make amends.

I have my doubts.

How did Brian feel about Megan
being HIV-positive and having a baby?

Having the baby
was definitely Megan's idea.

After the way he reacted
when she was diagnosed...

...she needed something to live for.

Right. Right.

Did she...? Did she ever mention
the name of this woman...

...that Brian was having
an affair with?

It was Jane something.

I called her Plain Jane.

I think Brian knew her from work.

- Anybody talk to Brian Sullivan yet?
- Jack is on his way now.

Any luck finding our Plain Jane?

Between Brian's architecture firm
and the contractors...

...I've got about eight or nine Janes
to run down.

Any of them by the name of Carlson?

Maybe, let's see.

Yeah, Jane Carlson's right here.

Works with a consulting firm that
does business with Brian's company.

Mac ran all the plates
from the parking-lot cameras.

This is the only Jane
leaving the hospital...

...around the time
that Megan disappeared.

Maybe Brian got her to do
his dirty work.

I don't really understand
what's going on here.

Why are you asking me about Brian?
Did something happen?

No, he's fine.
When was the last time you saw him?

I don't know.
Two days ago at the office, I think.

He had to fly to Columbus yesterday
to visit a client.

- Where were you yesterday morning?
- At work.

And before that?

I had some errands to run.

Where? At the hospital where Brian and
his wife have their OB appointments?

I was supposed to meet Brian
at a coffee shop around the corner.

To give him some plans
that he needed for his trip.

I parked in the hospital lot
because it was cheapest.

He never mentioned
that meeting to us.

Well, I don't know why he wouldn't.

Ms. Carlson, we know you two
are having an affair, okay?

That ended months ago.

I swear, l...

Brian made it quite clear
that he's committed to his wife.

Megan. That's her name.

Yeah, I know her name.

I'm sorry, but is it a federal crime
to have an affair with a married man?

No, but kidnapping is
and so is murder.

Look, you have to believe me. L...

When I last saw her, she was fine.

I mean,
considering the circumstances.

Well, it's not my problem.

Really? Really?
Well, how about this? I don't care!

I am warning you, get out of my life!

Megan.

Please, I wanted to talk to you.

- Good for you.
- Megan, wait.

- Please, come on.
- Damn it!

Oh, I didn't mean to do that.

I'll get it. Let me get it.

I just... I wanted to tell you
that I'm sorry.

About Brian, what happened.

If I had known about your situation,
I never would have. Honestly.

If you knew I was HIV-positive, you
wouldn't have slept with my husband?

- Were you scared you'd get it?
- That's not what I meant.

What are you doing here, anyway?

I have an appointment.
Physical therapy.

I gotta go.

I lied to her about the appointment.

I figured Brian hadn't told her
we were meeting.

So you stood Brian up at the cafe.

After I saw Megan,
I didn't really feel like seeing him.

That was a heated phone call.
Any idea who she was talking to?

No.

Well, let me ask you this:

Did Brian ever mention any problems
that he and Megan were having?

He doesn't talk to me about her.

- Mr. Sullivan.
- Oh, hey.

- Am I interrupting something?
- No.

Just cleaning out the office.

The waiting around
is making me crazy.

Any news about Meg?

As a matter of fact,
a few interesting things popped up.

What can you tell me about
Jane Carlson?

Well, nothing you don't know,
apparently.

You were supposed to have a meeting
with her yesterday morning.

That a detail
you planned on sharing with us later?

She's got nothing to do with this.
The affair is over.

- It's been over for a year.
- Right. You moved on.

Yeah.

What's next, yard sale for the crib?

You got no right to come in here
and accuse me.

Apparently, there was a fight
at your mother-in-law's house.

She says that she heard you say
that this is all a big mistake.

What were you referring to?
The baby?

No. I was referring to her mother.
I didn't think it was good to be there.

That woman has
a way of making a day turn bad.

I gather your relationship
with your mother-in-law is not so hot.

- How's she feel about the baby?
- Oh, she's obsessed.

Having the baby
was your wife's idea, right?

- No. We both wanted it.
- It.

You just referred to your baby as "it."
Is that why you didn't wanna know...

...the sex of the child?
- What?

Maybe it went further
than you wanted it to go.

You know, when you have a kid,
it's just a concept.

Until you get to the delivery room
and then it gets very real, very fast.

No, no, you're wrong.

How'd you feel
when your wife went missing?

How did I feel? I wanted to puke.

No, you weren't just
a little bit relieved?

- Malone.
- Yeah.

I'm looking for
whoever called Megan yesterday.

The desk sergeant
at the detention facility said...

... that one of the inmate's girlfriends
charged him with giving her HIV.

Name, Justin Pomeroy.
Do you think it's just a coincidence?

No, not really. You got an address?

Yeah, South Bronx.
We're headed there now.

Okay.

Listen to me.

No, I'm not a perfect man,
but I love my wife very much.

And I would never hurt her.

I would give anything
to find her right now.

Okay.

Does the name Justin Pomeroy
mean anything to you?

No. Why?

Possibly, he's the man
that gave your wife HIV.

Yeah, I haven't seen Megan.

Your girlfriend, Emily, says you have.

She filed a police report claiming
you willingly infected her with HIV.

She found out from the pregnant woman
who accosted you in your apartment.

And I'm guessing that was Megan.

Yeah. She came by a couple of days
ago. I'm guessing it was payback.

Hey, Meg. How have you been?

Hey.

Hey. Hey!

I should kill you
for what you did to me, bastard!

- Get the hell out of here.
- What's going on?

Does she know?
Did you infect her too?

- What?
- Did he tell you that he's HIV-positive?

- What's she talking about?
- Nothing, she's wacko.

I'm sorry to tell you this,
but you need to get yourself checked.

Next thing I know,
the cops came and arrested me.

- So why'd you call Megan yesterday?
- I was pissed she ratted me out to Emily.

Well, can you blame her?

Come on. I don't hear anything for two
years, she comes by and wrecks my van.

- Must have been the hormones.
- Yeah.

Or maybe the fact
that you gave her HIV.

Never heard from her after
she found she was positive?

No, I just got a form letter
from the Department of Health...

...saying I should get tested.

We're gonna need to know your
whereabouts for the last couple of days.

Yeah.

All right, thanks.

So Justin Pomeroy's alibi checks out.

- He was at work.
- He can join the club.

A witness saw Brian at the coffee shop
where he was meeting Jane Carlson.

She's solid at a conference all day.

Well, we subpoenaed
Megan's work computer.

She's been running Internet searches
for HIV specialists.

Why would she do that?
I thought she had one.

Well, maybe she wants a new one.

Last time I saw Mrs. Sullivan
was a few days ago.

- Why was she here?
- Worried about swelling on her neck.

So I did some tests,
she came in for the results.

You were right to be concerned.

It's a good thing
you came in when you did.

You have non-Hodgkin's Lymphoma.

Last time I saw my doctor,
my CD4 count was fine.

Which bodes well for your prognosis.

Your status does change, however,
from HIV-positive to AIDS.

Can't believe this.

- What about my baby?
- Oh, you can have the baby.

Start on the new meds.

Begin chemotherapy as soon as
you recover from the C-section.

- How long do I have?
- Well, we caught this early.

That's what matters.
The rest, we take one step at a time.

Listen, doctor.
I'm gonna have this baby soon.

I need to know how long
I'm gonna be around.

- Mrs. Sullivan...
- I'm gonna go on the Internet...

...and I'm gonna find out.

Please tell me.

I tried explaining that any prognosis,
good or bad, is just averages.

Each person responds
to treatments differently.

- But she didn't wanna hear that?
- No.

What did you end up telling her?

Worst-case scenario,
with no compatible cocktail...

...and if her body doesn't handle
the chemo...

...it could be as little as six months.

Hey.

No suicide victims matching Megan's
description have come into the morgue.

I still think
we have to consider it an option.

I don't think she would've risked
her baby's life, first of all.

Second of all, I think
she was living to have this baby.

With her worsening physical condition,
her mental state could've deteriorated.

That's why
we have to consider it a possibility.

Fine.

So, what? I guess someone should tell
her husband about the lymphoma.

- Unless he knows already.
- I don't think he knows.

- Well, do you want me to tell him?
- No, no.

I'll tell him.

She's dying?

The doctor wasn't that definitive.

But she's sick. Or sicker.

Why didn't she tell me?

Maybe because she thought
you'd react the same way...

...when she told you she had HIV.

I know I made a mistake...

...but I have tried so hard
to make it up to her.

Well, some things are hard to let go.

Was there anything in her behavior...

...did she do anything odd
that could be a result of the diagnosis?

Yeah.

Maybe.

She...
She decided to start a scrapbook.

The day we got into that fight...

...going over to her mom's house
to get some stuff from the attic.

Old photos, Meg's report card,
notes she'd written in school.

She worked on it till about midnight.

I just figured she was nesting.

Are you ever coming to bed?

Sorry, I'm just working
on my scrapbook.

Your dad had a real Tom Selleck thing
going on, didn't he?

He told me he kept it like that
because it would tickle my cheek...

...when he kissed me good night.

When he'd get in late, the scratchy feel
of it would wake me up.

He'd give me a kiss and
tell me go back to dreamland.

Sounds like a sweet guy.

I was barely 6 when he died.

I don't really remember much
about him.

Well, didn't your mom
ever talk about him?

I think his dying was hard on her.

Look at you.

Even when you were little, your smile
crept up more the right than on the left.

So, what do you think?

You think the baby's will creep up
on the left to compensate?

You go back to bed.
I'm just gonna finish this all up.

Okay.

- Good night.
- Good night.

- It's a girl.
- Excuse me.

I called Dr. Barnes, got her to tell me.
The baby's a girl.

Girls are good.

- Who's this other girl in the photograph?
- Her?

Oh, that's Meg's sister, Linda.

I wasn't even aware
that she had a sister.

Well, she left home right after
their dad died.

Meg hasn't seen her for 20 years.

It's been a long time.
Have any idea where she is?

No.

Elena.

I found this inside in the scrapbook.

All the numbers belong to women
named Linda Ryder.

She's definitely looking for her sister.

Well, there can't be that many
Linda Ryders in the tri-state area.

Taylor. Yeah, I would love that.

Okay, great. All right, thanks.

Listen. Somebody picked up
a refill of Megan's HIV medication...

...at a pharmacy in Walden
this morning.

Check to see
if there's a Linda Ryder there.

Walden.

Guess you found the sister.

Yep.

How can Megan be missing?

I put her on the bus back to the city
this afternoon.

What time did you drop her off?

Missed the first bus because we went
to the pharmacy, so she took the 1:00.

It would have gotten in
to Port Authority about 3:30.

- She should be home.
- Gonna call Port Authority Police.

- Okay.
- You know, she's sick.

- Yeah.
- Did you check the hospitals?

Yes, we did.

Now, obviously, we know that
she's going through a lot right now.

But was there anything that she said that
could explain why she didn't go home?

I think it might be about
what I told her.

I'm so sorry, Megan,
for what you've had to go through.

When I first found out
I was HIV-positive...

...I thought my life was over.

Then I realized that I didn't have to live
every day like I was gonna die.

Having a baby just made sense.

You know, I was... I was healthy.
I was one of the lucky ones.

- Everything would work out.
- It still can.

I want my baby to know who I am.

What I was like.

When you were a kid?

You were a pain in the ass.

You used to sneak into my room
and steal my clothes all the time.

You sure you want me
to tell him that?

I didn't think you'd wanna see me...

...after all this time.
- Of course.

I've always wanted to see you.
I sent you all those letters.

Really? I didn't get any letters.

Oh, well, it doesn't matter.
It was a long time ago.

But I don't understand. If you...?

If you sent me letters,
how come Mom didn't give them to me?

I don't know.

Linda, please.

Tell me.

I guess she was afraid I'd... tell you.

Tell me what?

The truth about Dad.

He didn't die, Megan.

He ran off with his secretary.

Mom didn't tell you,
because the truth was too painful.

She kept pretending it didn't happen.
I just couldn't take it. That's why I left.

I guess it was just easier for her
to never tell you.

My mom grew up in an orphanage.

So I get why she can't deal
with people leaving her.

Maybe I should have been
more sympathetic.

But Mom didn't make it easy.

Where does her father live?

He's in a nursing home
outside Hartford.

Oh, he's sick?

Had a stroke four years ago.

So it wasn't a very easy night
for Megan.

No.

Thank you. Bye.

Clerk at Walden bus station said Megan
exchanged her ticket for one to Hartford.

Hartford?
I bet she's going to visit her dad.

Yeah. I'm gonna call Elena,
have her check it out.

Yeah, she was by earlier today.

Arrived right after my shift started.

- So did she get to see her father?
- She spent about an hour with him.

Did you hear
what they were talking about?

I was only in there a few minutes,
but she did most of the talking.

We've been married for two years.

And you're gonna be
a grandfather soon.

When I was...

When I was little,
I used to say my prayers at night...

...and I would ask God
to send messages to you...

...like, about things
that were going on in my life.

Dad, I thought about you
all the time.

Just wondering about...

...you know, what it would have been
like if you would have been around...

...and just wondering if you were
thinking about me up there in heaven.

Miss?

Sometimes if he's not too tired, he'll
blink once really slowly to say yes.

We missed out on so much,
didn't we?

I came back later, she was gone.

Okay, do you know what time
she left?

Well, she wasn't there when I went
around with medications around 3.

You know, this is a place people come
to say goodbye.

We don't get a lot of hellos.

- Hold on, ma 'am, please.
- Nobody at Port Authority saw...

...anyone matching her description
get off that bus.

I think I know why.
N.Y.P.D. Just sent this over.

- 911, what's your emergency?
- I'm in labor. You have to help me.

I'm trying to get to the hospital,
but I can 't make it.

Oh, God, it hurts so bad.

All right, ma 'am, what...?
What's your name?

Megan Sullivan.

- Please, send someone quick.
- What's your location, ma 'am?

Staten Island, but I can 't see,
it's so dark around here...

... and I don 't know where I am.

Ma 'am, ma 'am, just hold on.
Ma 'am, please.

That's it and the call dies there.

When did it come in?

Twenty minutes ago.

Martin and Sam will be
at the mother's house in five minutes.

Look. Two years before Megan's father
left, her mother was institutionalized.

I've checked all the hospitals
in Staten Island.

Megan didn't get into any of them,
at least not yet.

All right. So she's gonna need
a C-section...

...so that she doesn't give
the baby HIV.

I think we should set up a grid search
from her last point of contact.

All right, I'm on it.

Mrs. Ryder, FBI.

Hello?

Mrs. Ryder?

Mrs. Ryder.

Mrs. Ryder, where's Megan?

I'm gonna take a look around.

Mrs. Ryder.

Catherine.

I need you to look at me.

Where's Megan?

She's at the hospital, having a baby.

No, she isn't.
She didn't make it to the hospital.

Do you know where she is?

- No.
- She's not here.

Catherine.

Did you do something to Megan?

I would never hurt Megan.

She's my whole world.

I have been worried sick about you.

- You know the FBI is looking for you.
- I'm fine.

Well, we need to call them.

I saw Linda.

She told me
what really happened with Dad.

Oh, you shouldn't listen
to your sister.

He didn't die.

Well, your father
really loved you girls very much...

...and I wanted you to have
good memories.

How about reality, Mom?

Don't lecture me about reality, Megan.

All I've ever done
is try to protect you.

From what, the truth?

That Dad left you for his secretary?

That you ran Dad and Linda away,
just like you're doing with my husband?

Your husband cheated on you.

And I am trying to forgive him,
but you won't let me forget!

He does not deserve
your forgiveness.

Yeah, he does.

But you know,
I don't know if you do.

- I've had enough of this.
- No, no, no. You are gonna listen to me.

I have lymphoma.

What...? What are you saying?

- Who told you this?
- A doctor.

Well, he doesn't know
what he's talking about.

Because you're gonna be just fine.
We are all going to be fine.

For once, can you stop pretending
everything is gonna be fine?

- I'm not gonna have this conversation.
- Know what? I don't want you in my life!

And I don't want you
in this baby's life!

You do not know what you're saying.

Goodbye, Mom.

- Damn it.
- Oh, sweetheart, are you...?

Stay away from me!

- Just let me help you.
- Stop!

She just grabbed my car keys and left.

What kind of car do you drive?

A Caprice wagon.

- What color?
- Blue.

I would've taken care of her.

What's your location?

- We're heading down Sycamore.
- Make a right on Eileen.

P.D. Has everything south of you.
And I have a chopper on the way.

All right, copy that.

Here we go.

Okay, I think we got her.

Seven hundred block of Eileen.

Megan? I'm Martin with the FBI.
How you doing? You okay?

- I need a hospital.
- I know.

- Get her in the cruiser?
- Shouldn't move her.

- I'll follow you, okay?
- Spade again...

Can you scoot over real slowly?
Take it easy.

- Repeat, a blue Caprice.
- Hang in there.

We're gonna get you to the hospital.

- Hey, Mr. Sullivan.
- Hi.

They did the C-section.

- Your baby's gonna be okay.
- How's Meg?

Doctor said that, under
the circumstances, she's doing fine.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

What are you standing around here for?
Get in there.

Hey.

Maybe they'll
name the baby after you.

Sam Spade Sullivan?
That seems cruel.

Or "Little Jackie" might work.

Yeah, I like that, Little Jackie Sullivan.

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