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I'm here to stay,

and you're only here for a week or two.

Then you go,

and everything goes back to the
way it was before you got here.

Let's sort out your divorce,

sell the brewery, and
run away to Europe.

I can't do that.

Of course, the ex.

How did we suddenly start
talking about Charlie?

There'll always be a room here for you

if things don't work out.

I'm guessing they won't.

It's not for forever,
but right now, it's free.

Ajax, I thought the whole point
was to get away from Meryl.

Voilà.

Don't worry. Haven't had
patients back here for years.

Why don't I just stay at a hotel?

I get panic attacks.

- Did you get counseling?
- Hugh, we're doctors.

We show any sign of weakness,
and we're out of a job.

Let me guess...

You need someone to run
the clinic while you're away.

- I already asked Tara.
- Tara?

How did Penny get through
this shit every day?

Oh, she's a ginger cyborg

that hasn't taken holiday in five years.

You're drunk.

She was right about one thing.

You're not fit to be a parent.

You get what you need,
and you get off this property,

and you don't come back until you've

got your head screwed on again.

What's happened?

Don't ask.

Okay, so there are bubbles,

Tim Tams within easy reach.

No agenda, mind you.

You reckon?

Apart from making you happy.

Looks like you could
be up for something.

Could be.

And you?

Could be.

Is it yours?

Well, it's definitely not yours.

I'm pregnant.

Wow.

- Isn't this great?
- Ah.

Now we don't have to
have sex all the time.

- Huh?
- I'm just kidding.

Aah!

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What you doing?

Did you know that all babies

grow a mustache in the womb,

then it falls off and they eat it?

Uh, where did you read that?

This forum I've joined called Dad Help.

These gents do not hold
back on the information,

I'll tell you that for free.

O-Okay, maybe hold off
on the forum stuff.

Why?

Because I haven't seen Hugh yet.

I need the home test confirmed.

I don't want to jinx it.

Well, there's nothing
wrong with a little bit of,

you know, groundwork,
like maybe telling Mum.

Are you kidding me?

We can't have Meryl
spreading it around town

until we're sure this thing's viable.

Do you want me to come with you?

Oh, no. It's just a blood test.

You got things to do.

- You happy?
- You kidding me?

I'm out of my head.

You have to keep telling me

all the time.

Oh, that's my T-shirt.

And my jeans.

And my bra.

Okay, how about we move on?
How about that?

All right.

What's up with you?

It's my last day filling in at school.

When that bell goes, I'm unemployed

and sleeping in a hospital bed.

You're right. That is kind of bleak.

- As you were.
- You know what, Hugh?

You're also sleeping in a hospital bed,

and you had your kid confiscated.

Aha. Soon to be returned.

I didn't realize they
worked like library books.

I'm happy to have a few days off

while Meryl makes her point.

Have you discussed this with Eliza?

I have her full support.

Mm.

Pudding cup for the road?

Uh, get that thing away from me.

There's more nappies
in the top cupboard,

and here's the little penguin

Jimmy likes when he misses me.

We wouldn't need Frosty
if you just stayed home.

Somebody has to look after Eliza

while Meryl and Hugh fight.

Right, now,

let's go through our
house rules one more time.

Hayles, I'm no good at
the stay-at-home dad stuff.

Ajax, we're living independently,

raising a child, and we're broke.

Now, house rules one more time, please.

Stick to the budget.

And?

No hunting for my food.

Excellent.

You two boys have fun.

Bah!

Okay, we're on top of the paperwork.

Has someone removed that disgusting

brown brick from the fridge?

That was my homemade banana
bread, but, yes, it's gone.

Good.

Why don't you take a breath, Tara?

Does she have to?

I'm enjoying being the
calm center for once.

Did you vacuum the room after
you cleared all your crap out?

No, and why would I?

Penny's back from her honeymoon today.

And no one thought to tell me?

I told Tara to pass it on.

And as the one in charge,
I told you to do it.

Don't worry, don't worry.

What she doesn't know won't hurt her.

Sounds ominous.

Hey, there.

You guys hiding something from me?

No, just how much we missed you.

Welcome back, stranger.

How was it?

It was incredible.

We stayed in a hut on the beach

and had alcohol with every meal.

Wow, sounds perfect.

Right, what did I miss?

Oh, nothing. Tara's been great.

In fact, her communication
skills are second to none.

She's done all your paperwork

and cleaned out the fridge.

It was a team effort.

Wow.

Thank you, Tara.

Oh, thank you for the opportunity.

Get your stuff out of there now.

Exactly, all that stands
between Penny and that mess

is some cleaning-in-progress signage.

Now!

Being in charge for a week
has made you very aggressive.

If she makes noise,
just give her a dummy.

Well, she is missing her dad.

Might be time to give him a call.

Hugh needs to regroup.

If intervention was easy,
I'd do it more often.

Morning, counselors... and infant.

Glad to see you feel comfortable

using chambers as a crèche, Meryl.

Right, so I thought
it might prove useful

to commission an impact report

into the effect of FIFO workers

on our community's sense of well-being.

The results aren't very surprising.

90% of residents feel that

fly-in, fly-out workers

are damaging Whyhope's image

and overall safety.

Well, surely not.

I had one of them help me home
with my shopping last week.

Well, you'll note some very
disturbing stats there...

Drug abuse on our doorsteps,

young women afraid to walk home.

I think it's pretty clear

that a vote for 300 more FIFOs

is a vote for lives lived in fear.

Got one over you this time, Meryl.

Must be losing your touch.

Oh, just a blip in an
otherwise muscular campaign

to secure your FIFO accommodation.

A blip?

I've been gone a week, and
everything's gone to the dogs.

Jarrod, have some sponge.
It's delicious.

Getting that road of yours
sealed for you today.

You're supposed to be
delivering me a result.

And I will.

Can I make a suggestion?

Back in year nine,
when Pimlington Public

started calling us the Catholic Cows,

my principal organized a netball match.

We channeled our contempt into the game

and, in the end, learned to
appreciate their nose rings,

lack of school rules, and atheism.

A game to introduce some of
our friendly FIFOs to our town?

Netball?

You can't be serious.

I think I can work with this.

Ajax.

You okay?

Yeah, just taking Jimmy for a walk.

Cabin fever setting in?

Yeah, should I see Hugh about that?

Ha-ha! I was just, um,
picking up some paint.

Thinking about redecorating

'cause April's pregnant.

Matt, man, that's awesome.

Yeah, expect I'll be coming
to you for advice and shit.

Really?

Oh, yeah, 'cause... Yeah, cool, man.

Better let you get back to it.

- Man, yeah. Well done.
- Thanks.

Oh, and, Ajax, maybe keep

the whole baby thing under your hat.

- I-I just don't want to jinx anything.
- Yeah.

Hm?

She seems happy.

Mm, perhaps she's
masking the real trauma

of this little intervention, as you are.

Look, Hugh.

Meryl took Eliza away from you

because she thought
you needed cleaning up.

Granted, I could give you a few tips

on decluttering a small living area,

but you yourself, you're fine.

So why don't you just
give her a call, hey?

Ah, because she'll be ringing me.

You sure about that?

She'll tire of this whole scare tactic.

Screaming babies really
aren't her thing.

Oh, for God's sake, come on.

Tara, I actually want to chat

later about your probation.

Yeah, that's excellent. Thanks, Penny.

Penny, floor's wet.

Are you sleeping in here
with Eliza and Hayley?

What? No, with Charlie. W...

What?

Like sleeping sleeping?

Does that matter?

No, I was just inquiring
for cleaning purposes.

Meryl's running an intervention.

She's kicked Hugh out.

And I'd like to stay here
until she apologizes.

No, no.

That's not going to happen.

I want you out, Charlie, as well.

Excuse me. I do need somewhere to crash.

Penny's right. We can't
keep enabling you.

- I realize that now.
- Me too.

You have patients waiting.

I've been back at work
a couple of hours,

and it's like the
honeymoon never happened.

Hugh has moved into the old ward.

Apparently, Meryl's kicked him out,

and he's crashing...

You see what's going on here, don't you?

No.

Every time that you're happy,

he just drags you back
into his stuff-ups.

If you don't want him
reeling you back in,

you got to let go of the line.

We got our own problems to focus on.

What are our problems?

I've got to organize
a bloody netball game.

I'm sorry?

I was thinking my FIFOs could
play the clinic, you know?

A thousand bucks for every
goal that you guys score.

That's very philanthropic of you.

Hey.

Charlie, Charlie.

I hear you've been staying with us.

Yeah.

Funny thing.

Not so funny for me.

Not so funny. This is a hospital.

Shit, you're meant to be gone, sister.

Okay, he's dehydrated,
moderate inflammation,

elevated white cells.

Nasty case of gastro?

Although at his age,
it's probably viral.

Mm-hmm. Great.

Mrs. Dunlop? Dr. Hugh Knight.

Uh, Amelia, please.

Okay.

Uh, Dr. Cordair and I have
taken a look at Xavier's bloods.

We think it's probably a tummy bug.

Okay, but you've checked
for appendicitis, though?

This thing is pretty nasty.

The ultrasound was fine.

I'm sorry, ex-nurse.
I'm insufferably thorough.

Ah, right.

Look, we'll keep him
overnight, rehydrate him.

If there's any change, we'll be on it.

I've got his admit papers here.

I can take you through
them if you'd like.

Oh, that's very sweet of you.

- Thank you.
- Not at all.

Hey, there, little dude.

Oh, check out this setup.

Screen time, comfy bed, some jelly.

I think Dr. Knight and
I have probably got it.

Thanks, Doctor.

Charlie?

Matt, what are you doing here?

You first. I thought you left.

Oh, yeah, I, uh... I picked up
a few days' work at the school.

Okay.

And I'm lodging.

I guess that's the right word.

Here?

Yeah.

Hugh and I are kind of
kindred nomads at the moment.

Huh.

In a platonic way.

Anyhow, w-what's up with you?

Oh, you know, nothing much. Just, uh...

Okay, well, if you're looking
for Hugh, he's around.

April and I are pregnant. We're, um...

We're having a baby.

Oh, my God.

Wow!

Congratulations.

Thanks, yeah. Um...

She came in to see
Hugh to get some tests.

I thought I'd pop in and surprise her.

Well, it was my last day at school,

and I'm on my way out tonight, so...

Charlie, uh, pregnancy's
really early days.

Won't tell a soul.

I've locked in the courts for tomorrow,

plus a barbecue and a costume

for Fiona the Friendly FIFO.

I'll be umpiring, of course.

That's very efficient, Hayley.

Mm. It's been nice to have a project.

I've, uh, tried baking
and sewing in the caravan,

but it's been a little bit hard
without an oven and dim light.

Oh, so the novelty's wearing off.

Oh, no, not at all. It's lovely.

I just got off the phone
to the contractor's.

24 hours, and your
road's back in business.

Great. Now, you have
invited the hospital?

I have, and they've accepted.

And you'll be needing two triple XL

and five quadruple in the polo shirts.

We might have a bit of
a problem with numbers.

I've got most of my boys
excavating a new site tomorrow,

so we might be a bit short.

Honestly, Jarrod, you
can't spare 7 in 300 men?

What do you mean? We got 100 men.

Nancy said you had 300 more to come.

No.

I'd like to reiterate that I had

no control over this situation.

Ken's right, and I'm leaving,

so apologies and thank you.

Actually, it might be helpful

if you stayed another day

and repay the favor.

Jarrod is organizing
a charity netball game,

and I said we'd put together a team...

- It would be an honor.
- ... against the FIFOs.

A terrifying and unsafe honor.

He's donating $1,000 to the clinic

for every goal that we score,

so we need a proven goal shooter.

Sure.

Hot guys in skirts rubbing
up against each other?

I'm in.

Excellent.

I think we're up for the
challenge, aren't we, team?

Uh, just FYI, I won't be playing.

Mm, Jarrod said you'd be like that.

Hmm?

He thinks you're a bit...

A bit what?

I don't know, a bit...

Anyway, I'm off.

Fine, I'll play.

Sorry, what was that?

I'm not wearing a skirt or...

Pivoting.

Okay.

How's the patient doing?

Oh, look, he's still really quiet.

What would you say if
I stay tonight with Xav

just so I can watch him?
I don't want to be a hassle.

No, no, no explanation necessary.

Hey, would you mind organizing
a foldout bed for Amelia?

She's gonna stay here tonight.

Or you two could just stay at a motel.

I've seen firsthand the
ratio of staff to patients

on night shift in rural hospitals.

Uh, sorry, Amelia, Dr. Cordair
was making a joke.

There's a reason why she chose
medicine and not stand-up.

Hey.

She's just looking out for her kid.

What happened to compassionate
small-town doctor

looking to get out of probation early?

She's a rude bitch.

No offense.

Right.

So just tell me again.

You couldn't see Hugh
today at the hospital

because there was some sort of mix-up?

Yeah, just some admin
stuff, no big deal.

'Cause I was trying to call you all day.

I know. I'll go tomorrow.

I just want to tell everyone.

We should probably hold off
on talking about the baby.

We don't want to let anything slip.

Maybe you don't have
to worry about that.

- Did you say something?
- I might have told Ajax.

I'm not sure why you
thought not to tell me.

I had to find out from Hayley.

Well, it's a precautionary thing.

We... We haven't even
been to the doctor's yet.

You have no need.

The Knights are very advanced.

You're on a tractor at 6 months.

So what does everybody else think?

We think it is terrific, April,

just as long as you have your
babysitting options sorted.

Another grandchild, wonderful.

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothing. Another grandchild.

I'm sorry, you're putting all
the emphasis on "another."

No emphasis, Matt.

I'm thrilled.

I just think it's a bit rich
that Hugh hasn't turned up

to see his daughter, that's all.

But the thing is, we're
not talking about Hugh

for the first time in my life.

You kicked him out, Mum.

Oh, perhaps he's just taking the night

to work on himself.

Oh, he's mucking about in
a cupboard with Charlie,

from all accounts.

Charlie's still here?

I thought she left.

Be great if she did.

Right! Who wants dessert?

Yeah, hey, should I say it again?

April and I are having a baby.

Yeah, say it again.

Mum can't tell that she's pissing off

her last remaining son.

I'm very happy for you and April, truly.

Congratulations.

I'll take that as your apology.

I suppose I always saw you and
Charlie sitting at that table.

And now that she's
leaving, you're pregnant,

well, it just seems so final.

I don't know what it is
that you're trying to do,

but you should be careful.

Just like Ajax said, there's not
a lot of us left in your corner.

Just so long as you're happy.

I am.

This is what she does every time.

She just sucks the joy
out of anything good.

Charlie's in town, huh?

Uh, yeah, she did some subbing
at the school, apparently.

Finished up today, then she's leaving.

So you knew? Great.

That woman has had as
many farewell tours

as John bloody Farnham.

Hey, it's... it's like you
asked me to remind you today.

I'm happy. You're happy.

W-We're... We're very happy.

Trouble sleeping?

I can't believe you make
patients sleep in these beds.

They're like rocks.

I could buzz the night nurse if
you like, get an extra pillow.

Don't bother.

One more day, and I'm out of here.

Well, excuse me if I
don't quite believe you.

Matt's with April. End of story.

Yeah, he has been for the last year.

Why all of a sudden you're
throwing in the towel?

They're pregnant.

He told me today.

See? You're happy for him.

What? Well, no.

Well...

So you should be.

I am, too.

Ah, morning.

I had a brainwave somewhere
between 2:00 and 5:00 a.m.,

and I figure if we knock
through to the study,

we'll have, like, a five-star nursery.

D-Do we really need five stars?

You still bummed about last night?

No, not gonna let anyone get in the way

of us being as happy
as we deserve to be.

I got to go and see Hugh.

Pregnant, huh?

Who told you?

News travels fast.

Should we do the blood test?

Missed you at dinner last night.

You still red-carded?

Ha.

And how's Matt taking the news?

Must be beside himself.

He's building a nursery.

Of course he is.

Good morning, Xav.

Wow, you're looking much
better this morning.

I think you might even be able to split.

Okay, where's Dr. Knight?
What does he think?

Dr. Knight thinks I'm in charge today.

But he's still not himself yet.

I think you should do more bloods.

We did blood yesterday and an
ultrasound and an abdo X-ray.

He needs rest at home.

You know, we have a saying in nursing,

"Ignore the mother at your peril."

Yeah, that's similar to one of ours.

"Don't let the patients
get a crush on you.

You'll never see the back of them."

Okay, this may be a little cold.

I'm hoping the terrifying

black-and-white void is standard.

When I had a look at your bloods,

your pregnancy hormone
level was very low.

I'm sorry.

The ultrasound confirms

that you've had a really
early miscarriage.

I only did the test the other night.

It was positive.

I'm sure it was.

- You've had some bleeding?
- Uh, a bit.

I thought that was normal.

Unfortunately, this can happen

early in the first trimester.

Why? Did I do something wrong?

No, no.

Most of the time, it's random.

There's nothing you could
have done to prevent it.

It doesn't mean you can't
get pregnant again, though.

We can talk about

a pre-conception action
plan if you like.

Also, I need to see you in
a couple days for a checkup.

Can you just be here with
me as a friend for a sec?

Sure, sure.

This sucks big time, doesn't it?

Yeah.

Yeah, it does.

I'm sorry.

So I'll see you in a couple days?

Hey, April.

I heard the news, and I just
wanted to say congratulations.

Thanks.

Hey.

So I'm, uh... I'm trying to
figure out where to put the cot,

but these feng shui guidelines

don't offer a lot of wiggle room.

The appointment didn't go so well.

I'm not pregnant anymore,

apparently.

You okay?

Yeah.

Just wishing we hadn't gone

to all of this effort.

Oh, that's okay.

We'll just, um...

Just keep trying, yeah?

Yeah.

Um, shall we go to this
dumb netball game or what?

Okay, welcome, everybody.

Can I please have the
team captains up here?

Good day.

Look, I'd just like to say
thanks for coming out today.

Much appreciated.

Also, Fiona the Friendly FIFO.

Show her your love.

We're gonna smash you, miners.

All right, Whyhope...

Oh, hello, Hugh.

- Mum.
- A couple minutes now

before we get the game under way.

Can I have a hold?

You could have had a hold last night at

dinner if you'd come,
but you didn't turn up.

Dinner? Oh, don't you mean the ambush?

May I?

Hey, bubba. Come on, bubba.

Oh.

Daddy's missed you.

And now we've got our
teams down on the court...

- Hello.
- Hey, buddy.

All the best to the two teams today.

It's gonna be a ripsnorter.

Charlie's playing?

Hey, fellas, we're a couple down.

Any chance one of you can join our team?

Uh, yeah, sure.

No, wait, Matt.

- Yep.
- Yep, yep, yep.

Ref! Contact.

Contact.

Contact.

It's all right.

Who needs a spleen anyway?

Stand aside, please, Jarrod.

Yep.

Hey, hey.

And the first goal
for the hospital team.

Good work hospital. Well done.

First goal for the hospital team.

Hey, how you holding up?

Fine.

You know, April was a
real trouper this morning.

Yeah, she said you're amazing,

doctor by day, sleeping
with Charlie by night.

Well, I mean, t-technically
that's true, but...

Well, Hugh Knight only ever
technically sleeps with women.

It's just been a really shit day.

Yeah, I know. Just hang in there.

Back.

That's another goal for the hospital,

bringing their total to
15 against the FIFOs.

Pittance of a score of 2.

Come on, FIFOs, get your act together.

You want to deal with that?

Oh, it's my dear friend Rose.

She's the minister for local government.

I've been e-mailing her about
your FIFO Impact Report.

She can't wait to read it.

Yes, Rose?

Hey, April, is Matt okay?

Tara.

Betty.

Ken!

Charlie, Charlie, Charlie.

Contact call, defense.

Free shot to the hospital.

Come on.

Ah! Thank you.

You'll get it eventually.

Yep, hilarious. Just take the shot.

Ball, please.

Toss it up standing
90 centimeters apart.

Just let go of the fucking ball!

Excuse me. Will I have
to raise my voice here?

All right, mate, seriously,
you need to calm down.

Don't use your patronizing
doctor voice on me.

Listen, I know...

Oh, my God.

Matt! Get off him.

Time-out.

What the hell was that?

- He riled me up.
- No, he didn't.

You came looking for a fight.
I'm going home.

What happened out there, champ?

Um...

We lost the baby.

Oh, Matt.

It's all right. We're gonna try again.

How's the move going?

You know, I've been where April is.

It doesn't hurt to ease up.

Anyway, I'm going tonight.

Okay.

You guys will be fine.

Great start, team.

For a first game, I
think we have potential.

Hey, uh, would you mind cleaning me up?

Two decades of medical training.

You can probably do it yourself.

No.

Aren't you a little bit concerned?

Mm, I'm not getting sucked
into your dramas, Hugh.

Drama? I don't create drama.

Somebody help me! I
told you he was sick.

- Okay. All right.
- Let's go.

- Oh, God.
- Where?

Xavier, can you hear me, buddy?
How you feeling?

When we got home, he started

needing to use the bathroom again.

Then he threw up.
I didn't know what to do.

- She told me not to come back.
- I did not.

500 mils of saline.

I asked her to check him again.
She said that he would be fine.

Okay, severely dehydrated.
Presenting with hypokalemia.

How's his pH? Any sign
of metabolic acidosis?

Mrs. Dunlop, why don't you
wait outside with our nurses?

No. He's sick. I-I can be helpful here.

No, we really need this space clear.

Thank you.

Okay, we've got a weak radial pulse.

Let's start him on antibiotics,

electrolyte replacement,
and cardiac monitoring.

Also, I want strict fluids
and blood-sugar checks.

Why was this child sent home?

I checked in on him this morning.

He'd made a full recovery.

Were you there?

I was with another patient.
I thought Tara could handle it.

I can handle it.

I've been handling
this place for a week.

Did Mrs. Dunlop ask you
to check Xavier again?

Yes, but...

You got to understand, she's
been really pissy with me.

So you stopped listening?

It must feel very strange,

sitting on the wrong side of history.

What do you want, Meryl?

I want to be mayor.

The majority vote's with me.

Well, you might like to check

with Counselor Eagle about that.

Well, after long and
careful deliberation,

I've come to the view that Meryl

is the way of the future.

Why on earth would you think that?

It's generally frowned upon,

forging official council documents

and falsifying FIFO
numbers by 200 or more.

An external company did that
report, Walker Civil Consulting.

Yeah, the Walker, your brother-in-law.

He comes from Victor Harbor.

It's the truth... The people of Whyhope

don't want drunken FIFOs
roaming the streets.

Well, my friend Rose, uh, the minister,

she said that if the
report had been fabricated,

she would require your
immediate resignation as mayor.

And I can't be associated
with any wrongdoing, Nancy.

It just goes against
everything I stand for.

Oh, wow.

If you two think I'm gonna sit here

and be lectured by you on corruption...

No, we're not going to lecture you.

We're just going to leave it at that.

You two will live to regret this.

I'm sorry.

Everywhere I look, there she is.

Netball, my very private
doctor's appointment.

It's as if she's burrowing
into every part of my life.

Are we gonna have to
share this with her, too?

I know.

I'm sorry.

She has a problem letting go.

Maybe you do, too.

No, I don't.

So you're telling me that shove

didn't come off Hugh and Charlie

fooling around with one another?

It came off the back of Hugh
being annoyingly fertile

and easy to take my frustration out on.

I was just excited about the baby.

Then it was gone.

Same.

And when did Xavier's
stool culture come back?

Late this morning.

After you discharged him.

The stool culture shows Giardia,

bacterial cause of gastroenteritis.

Xavier needed antibiotics.

It's an easy mistake to make, Penny.

It's a biased mistake.

You discharged too early.

Why were you and Mrs.
Dunlop butting heads?

She was telling me how to do my job,

not to mention latching on to Hugh.

Well, that does happen
more often than not.

Yeah, I'm just gonna...

This is not a city
emergency department, Tara.

We could have seen a
very different outcome.

Look, I know we said we'd
talk about your probation,

but this is what this time is
for, learning to slow down.

Penny, come on.

Let's talk in a month.

- Ciao, roomie.
- Mm-hmm.

It's been fun.

I hope we never do it again.

Never.

What's your plan?

Oh, I hear there's a nice
public toilet down the road.

Might try there.

Hugh, Meryl won't give in.

Maybe it's time you had a chat to her.

Yeah, yeah. I know.

Trust me, if you've got somewhere to go

and someone who loves
you, you should do that.

Hm.

Dr. Knight?

Hi, sweetheart.

It's okay.

You're awake.

I know these last few
days have been rough.

And I know a part of you is
still confused about Charlie.

Please don't tell me that it isn't.

But I'm doing what I should
have done when she came back.

I'm asking you to pick me

so that we can get married

and have babies like
we're always meant to.

I love you so much.

I can see our future together,
and it is amazing, but...

... I can't pick you.

I want to, but I just can't.

I'm so sorry.

Yeah. Goodbye.

You know what?

I told myself if this all went south,

I'd walk away with grace.

But go to hell, Matt Knight.

You're an asshole with too
many flannelette shirts.

You need to hear that.

Hey.

How you holding up?

Not good. April's gone.

"Turned into the Hulk and
stepped through the wall" gone?

Like "left town 'cause I'm still
in love with Charlie" gone.

Ah.

So what are you gonna do?

I don't know.

Well, I have a suggestion.

You're a lone wolf with
a rustic new nursery.

Eliza and I need somewhere to stay,

seeing my intervention is no more.

So...

Are you even gonna wait for my answer?

I could, but how could you say no

to your gorgeous little niece?

Welcome home, Eliza.

Welcome home.

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