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[narrator] Previously on Picket Fences...

Let me get this straight. You want me to be your Lamaze coach?

What do you say?

We're friends, aren't we?

[Max] Stop, or I will shoot. Drop it!

Get down on the ground. Drop it, or I'll shoot.

‐[gun fires] ‐[groans]

Did you place your hand on Deputy Stewart's gun?

Absolutely not. I was merely trying to protect myself.

Why is your name still Brock?

I beg your pardon?

Your marriage ended 16 years ago.

That's a hundred and twenty dog years,

and yet you still use the name Brock.

Whatever I can legally do to get my client off, I do it.

What's happened to you?

What you did in that courtroom just now was without honor.

I can no longer call you my friend.

I came back to say I'm sorry,

and to ask you to forgive me.

[door slams]

Case number 21279. People versus Vincent.

Your Honor, the People charge James Vincent with one count each

of Grand Theft Auto and reckless endangerment.

‐What's the plea? ‐Not guilty to everything.

Fine. Question of bail.

Two hundred fifty thousand.

Twenty‐five thousand cash alternative, Your Honor.

You've gotta be kidding.

All we got here is a simple case of joyriding. Now if...

‐Twenty‐five thousand cash. ‐[gavel bangs]

What? Your Honor?

Shut up. I'm advised the snow is getting worse,

so court will be dismissed at this time.

Now, get out.

Do you mind telling me what that was all about?

Jimmy Vincent made the winning basket

at the State Regionals last Friday.

So, he borrowed a car to do a little celebrating, that's all.

This is ex parte. Get out or I'll hold you in contempt.

Then hold me in contempt.

For weeks you've been hammering my clients,

so don't you tell me it was in the name of justice.

‐What? ‐It's because of your personal feelings about me.

So, I attacked a Pope.

Well, at least I said I was sorry, but you... [scoffs]

You, who talks so much about integrity,

which is something I haven't found in your courtroom for some time, Henry.

Henry?

Henry?

[theme music playing]

[theme music ends]

BP's 80 over 40. He's in sinus tender, 120.

Respiration is pretty labored.

One minute he's fine and the next minute...

I don't know. We were talking,

I looked over, I see the man is as pale as a sheet

‐and he's in pain. ‐It's okay. On three.

‐One, two, three. ‐I can't breathe.

[grunting]

Easy now, easy. Please!

Cardiac enzymes, APG stat.

‐Let's get him on the monitor. ‐Henry, it will be all right.

O2 at six liters and I'm gonna need a 12‐lead EKG

and chest x‐ray just as soon as you can get them.

Okay, Judge, tell me where it hurts?

It's his heart. The man's having a heart attack.

For God's sakes, do something.

It's like a 50‐pound laid on my chest.

All right. Eva, let's give him another nitro sublingual

and five milligrams NS IV.

You gotta keep calm, Henry.

You can't get so worked up over things.

You know what, honey? I'm gonna ask you to step outside

and we'll call you just as soon as we know.

You will let me know. Please, you gotta keep him calm.

‐Keep him calm. ‐Judge, deep breaths.

After all, he's gotta be calm. Is he going to be all right?

‐[Dr. Joey] Good, good. Again. ‐[Douglas] He must keep calm.

[turns off beeper]

That is really irritating, you know that?

Have to make sure it works, Max.

As soon as I see 911,

I know the Mayor's in labor

and we meet at the hospital.

‐You're really going through with this, huh? ‐Hell yeah!

Graduated Lamaze last week. Coach's bag.

Counter pressure for back pains.

In case she hyperventilates.

Lollipops for dry mouth.

‐And socks for cold feet. ‐Yours?

‐Ha‐ha. ‐A good coach can make the difference

between a positive labor experience and a negative one, Max.

The last time I saw you this worked up about anything

you were running out of beer for the Super Bowl.

It's colder than a witch's nipple out there.

Turning into quite a storm.

I love a big snow. Good book, hot chocolate.

Looks like the storm's picked up.

System's dumped 12 inches in Sheboygan County since 3:00 p. m.

Uh, Skeeter you better call Roy.

Put snowplows on alert.

You two, keep in touch in case I need you, okay?

Jimmy, can I take a cruiser home?

I forgot to put my snow tires on.

‐Yeah, fine. ‐Max, can I hitch a ride off you?

Mud bike's not gonna make it in the snow.

‐You rode your bike in this? ‐What can I say?

My truck blew out last week.

Sheriff, you gonna stay?

I'm due at O'Calley's at 7 o'clock.

But if this keeps up, I'm gonna have to stick.

[Douglas] Don't worry, I'm not leaving you, Henry.

I'll be here as long as you need me.

I don't need you.

He's irrational.

No man should be alone under these circumstances.

Who could trust doctors these days?

You take a nap, the next thing you know they're pulling out a kidney.

For God's sake, let me have my heart attack in peace.

Mr. Wambaugh, I'm gonna have to ask you to wait in the other room.

‐Judge Bone needs his rest. ‐Uh‐huh.

I'll be just outside the curtain, Henry.

If they try anything funny, holler.

Hmm.

[woman speaking on PA]

This way, please.

[both shivering]

Oh!

Okay, five minutes, honey. That's it.

Five minutes, one song.

I gotta get back to the boys, okay?

Nice photo, huh?

Oh, God!

Why can't she just call herself Lydia like Cher or Madonna?

Does she have to use Brock?

Oh, I can't do this, Kim.

‐Mom, you promised. ‐I know.

It's snowing like mad out there.

And I promised Zack that I'd help him with his diorama,

and I don't have my beeper with me.

Okay, fine. Bye. Okay.

Okay, bye.

‐Give Lydia my regards. ‐Uh‐huh.

I'm sure she'll be entertaining.

Aren't you even a little bit curious?

No. Bad enough hearing her talk.

Last thing I wanna do is hear her sing.

Okay.

Kimmy, you're here.

Of course I am. I wouldn't... I wouldn't miss your debut.

Oh, well, I hope you still feel that way after the show.

Ooh! Oh! Are these for me?

‐Yes. ‐Oh, they're beautiful.

Ooh, I love you.

‐Okay, come over here. ‐[sighs]

Look, I know this whole thing seems a little bit out of the blue, honey.

But it was really time to do something radical, you know?

Really shake up my life and take a risk.

I mean, how long can I work

for a sports line I wouldn't even wear myself, you know?

Really, I need more.

I need a creative outlet.

And I just can't turn 50

without at least reaching for something new.

Well, you've always had a nice voice.

So, if you want to be a singer, why not?

Yeah! Yeah! Okay, great.

Anyway, Barry, my musical director...

Hi, Bar...

Barry swears that a lot of singers

actually got their start here in Wisconsin.

Don't ask me who. Most of them had accordions.

Oh, God! Look at the time.

I've got to go get dressed. I love you.

‐[Kimberly] Mom? ‐Jill?

‐My battery's dead. ‐And you came anyway?

Oh, Jill, I'm just so...

I'm just so moved.

‐[wind whooshing] ‐[keyboard clacking]

[gasps]

[dialing]

[shower running]

[beeper beeping]

We'll get a snowplow out there as soon as we can.

They're all out on emergencies right now,

so just hang in there and keep warm.

[man on radio] ...30 miles an hour tonight. Lows in the single digit.

[turns off radio]

Skeeter, where the hell is Zaramski?

We got power blackouts north of Hazel.

Sporadic phone line outages across the county.

And a roof cave‐in at Holsey's barn.

The roads are impassable.

Took me an hour and a half to walk here.

This is getting to be one big, grade‐A mess.

Look, call Water and Power and see how they're doing.

Zaramski, call the Highway department

‐and check on the interstate. ‐Okay.

[Skeeter] Yeah, I was just about to call you.

[Jimmy] Laurie?

Uh, Laurie, what are you doing here?

My water broke.

What?

My water broke.

I'm in labor.

Holy cow.

I'm having a baby.

The National Weather Service is forecasting more snow throughout the night.

Now, let's take a look at what the conditions are like outside right now.

[woman on TV] As the storm slams into our state,

snowplow crews are working overtime to clear roads.

In many cases the battle has proven futile...

[woman continues indistinctly]

[exhales]

[Dr. Joey] She's having contractions?

Every five minutes, Joe.

Well, you better bring her in, Jimmy.

"Bring her in." Have you looked outside lately?

There's no way in hell I'm going to get her in there.

[Dr. Joey] Then you want me to...

Uh, we need help.

Well, Jimmy, I will do what I can for you over the phone,

but I cannot exactly leave the ER for a delivery.

I mean, the joint is jumping.

You don't understand. Jill isn't home,

I cannot get through to her on the telephone.

Our emergency vehicles, the ambulances, the snowplows,

they're all out on calls right now.

[sighs]

I've never delivered a baby before.

[Dr. Joey] Well, there's nothing to it.

Unless you're the woman, of course. All right.

Here's what you need. You need a birth kit, which I'm sure you have,

a pair of shoelaces to tie up the umbilical cord,

and some warm blankets.

Look, Jimmy, I've got to go.

I will be here to talk you through it,

so just keep me posted, all right? Ciao.

[sighs]

Uh, Skeeter...

Your wife has had a few kids, right?

Yeah, four. All cesarean.

[sighs] Is there a problem?

[both] No.

[phone ringing]

‐Hello? ‐Max. Thank God you're there. It's happening.

‐What? ‐[Kenny] I just got a 911. Laurie's having her baby.

I'm trying to get through to the hospital and I can't.

‐Can you pick me up? ‐Kenny...

It's dumping six inches an hour out there.

I'll get stuck.

[Kenny] Max, I promised Laurie.

I'm her coach. I gotta be there.

I'm sure the nurses there are very competent.

Max, you gotta help me out. Please help me out. Please.

Fine. But you better be ready because I'm not getting out of the car.

[piano playing]

♪ The long and winding road ♪

♪ That leads to your door ♪

You know where that door is? It's right here in Rome, Wisconsin.

Hi there, everybody. I'm Lydia Brock.

And I'm... I'm just glad all of you are here with me tonight.

You know, I'd just feel better with my beeper with me.

You're not on call.

And this is Barry Balsbaugh, my musical director.

‐Say hey, Barry. ‐Hey.

‐[scattered applause] ‐Ooh, I really love this guy.

Anyway, this evening, Barry and I are gonna take you on a journey with us.

Through good times and bad.

Through joy and pain.

So, let's all go down that long and winding road.

♪ You left me standing here ♪

♪ Long, long time ago ♪

[Frank] What would you like?

You know, Frank, I think I'll switch to scotch and soda.

Okay, scotch and soda coming up.

Do you have any aspirin back there?

Yeah, aspirin, sure. I'll get you some.

[woman speaking on PA]

Judge Bone is stabilized and is resting comfortably, Mr. Wambaugh.

You know, we do have a waiting room here.

I'm not going anywhere.

He only thinks he's angry with me.

‐I'm his oldest friend. ‐[Judge] Out!

‐Look, what I hear the Judge saying... ‐I know what he's saying.

Mr. Integrity!

I'll leave, but don't bother asking me back

and don't expect any flowers either.

[Judge] Out!

♪ We won't be Searching anymore ♪

♪ There's got to be A morning after ♪

[feedback]

[all appaluding]

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you very much.

So, my husband left me.

Happens all the time.

Well, believe it or not, I never saw it coming.

[laughing] Silly me. Right?

So, that means I've been alone now for...

Well, let me see. Um, 17 years.

‐But don't get me wrong. I'm an independent kinda gal. ‐Are you okay?

But the woman you see before you tonight

is a far, far cry from the Lydia of old.

You may find this hard to believe.

But there was a time in life

when I blamed all the bad things that had ever happened to me...

The fact that my marriage broke up,

that I couldn't have another child,

the fact that I was alone,

I blamed all this on one person.

And I think she knows who she is.

But I'm happy to say,

after years of therapy

and several courses of antidepressants,

I no longer feel like that.

I've learned how to forgive.

I don't believe she's doing this.

Maybe we should go find someone who has jumper cables.

Mm‐hmm.

And because she has come all this way in a blizzard

to see me make my debut tonight,

I would like to dedicate this next song to her.

♪ When you're down And you're troubled ♪

♪ And you need Some love and care ♪

♪ And nothing No, nothing is going right ♪

♪ Winter, spring Summer, or fall ♪

♪ And you've got to do Is just call ♪

♪ And I will be there ♪

Excuse me.

♪ Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ You've got a friend ♪

♪ You've got a friend ♪

Any word on Jill?

No, she's not answering her page.

Well, get on the phone and see if you can round up

anybody else to help me out here.

Dr. Joey, man down in the parking lot.

[Dr. Joey] One, two, three.

[Douglas groans] Oh, my ankle!

Good God!

[groaning] Oh, my ankle.

Eva, I'm gonna need a CT scan of the head without contrast

and AP and lateral of the right ankle.

You took a nasty fall there, honey.

I couldn't find my car in all the snow.

Yeah, well, you were unconscious when Mr. Matigan found you,

so we're gonna have to keep you here for observation

to make sure that you're okay.

Now, it's my bet that it's just a mild concussion,

but we're gonna have to check you up

to make sure that there's nothing more serious.

‐Can you wiggle your toes? ‐Yes.

Good.

Do you know where you are, Mr. Wambaugh?

What, am I an idiot now?

We're in the emergency room.

Okay, I think you're probably in good shape.

You rest up and the x‐ray technician

will come get you in a few minutes.

What the hell have you done now?

Is someone talking to me?

Funny I don't hear anything.

Fine.

[breathing forcefully]

Damn it, Max.

[breathing forcefully]

[groaning]

Let's get you in here on the sofa.

[phones ringing]

We're three minutes apart. She's not happy.

I know. You're doing a good job.

Where is Kenny?

I need to go to the hospital.

All right, sit her down in the sofa.

I'm going on the radio.

Max, is that you? Where are you?

[Max] On the interstate at Cedar Springs.

I'm on my way to pick up Kenny.

Laurie's in labor.

Yeah, I know. She's here.

Jimmy, there's a vehicle off the road here.

Looks like a camper. You better send somebody.

I don't have anyone to send, Max.

You take care of it yourself

and do it as fast as you can.

Get Kenny here right away.

[Max] Ten‐four.

[sighs] Laurie, we're gonna have to stay here.

Kenny's stuck at home, the roads are closed,

and I don't want you to have your baby

in the back of a cruiser. I'm sorry.

[sighs]

[groaning]

Skeeter, sit her down, will you?

Apparently, I irritate her.

[Laurie groaning]

[Max] Hello?

[banging on door]

Hello?

Hello?

Anyone here?

Hello?

[groaning]

Sir, are you all right?

[groaning]

[screaming]

‐You! ‐Don't shoot.

Okay, you just stay back.

‐Who told you I was here? ‐I saw a camper off the road,

I stopped to help. That's it.

[laughing] Oh, yeah. Right.

I'm supposed to believe it's just a coincidence

the cop who shot me suddenly shows up in my trailer?

You won the damn case. Why can't you just leave me alone?

Mr. Williams, you are stuck in a snowbank

during what is probably the biggest snowstorm of the decade.

You could freeze to death.

I'll take my chances.

What are you selling anyway? Cat chow?

Oh, that's very amusing.

I, uh...

I'm sure that was meant as a slur.

But if you knew anything about theater,

you would know I was dressed as Rum Tum Tugger.

I beg your pardon?

The Rum Tum Tugger.

Cats?

Andrew Lloyd Webber?

The longest‐running musical

in the history of Broadway, that's all.

I must have missed it.

Oh, figures.

But I'll tell you,

it's been a healing experience

playing in the outer gaming community center production,

I'll tell you that, after what you did to me.

Good. Great.

Well, if you won't be needing any assistance,

I'm sure snowplow will be along soon.

What difference does it make? I've already missed the next curtain.

Well, I'm sure your many fans will understand.

[door rattling]

You didn't shut the door, did you?

‐Yeah. ‐Oh. Swell.

The door, it's broken.

It can only be opened from the outside.

Come on!

You can pull on it all you want. We're trapped.

[man on TV] Winds are gusting up to 20 miles an hour.

Travel conditions are extremely dangerous on all roads.

Traffic on the interstate is ground to a virtual halt...

[Kenny] Prenatal breathing Stage 2. Stage 2.

Stage 2.

I'm blanking. I'm blanking.

Hang in there, Laurie. I'm coming.

Contractions are three minutes apart.

‐[Laurie groaning] ‐And she seems to be in a lot of pain.

Okay, just keep her focused on her breathing so she doesn't panic.

Okay, thank you.

Don't panic.

Let's talk about your birth plan.

What?

Don't all women have a birth plan?

My wife did. All four times.

She had eight pages.

No drugs, low lighting,

‐and warm bath water for the baby. ‐Okay.

My plan

was to have this baby in a hospital!

[groaning]

[groaning]

[groaning]

For God's sake, Wambaugh.

You twisted your ankle.

I have a concussion.

I nearly broke my neck out there, for your information.

[groaning]

Well, you're keeping me awake.

And I'm supposed to be resting.

So rest then.

Nurse! Nurse! Oh!

How can I rest when you keep bellowing like a sick cow.

Nurse!

[groaning]

For the love of Michael,

will somebody please put this man out of his misery?

[groans loudly]

Frank, what the hell's the matter with this phone?

‐Beats me. ‐I need access.

I don't have my beeper with me, I gotta check on my kids.

And somebody could be trying to find me.

‐How about I get you another drink? ‐Oh, God.

So, let me guess. The act just didn't work for you.

Lydia, you might not have noticed, but there's a blizzard outside

and there's no way of communicating with the rest of the world.

Was it the song or the patter?

[sighs] Okay, do you want the truth?

Okay, I would rather listen to my dog pass gas

than to sit through that self‐indulgent, delusional therapy session

that you can an act.

Yeah, but what did you really think?

[scoffs] I think you're crazy!

And if my car wasn't literally frozen to the road,

I would be long gone by now.

Don't quit your day job.

That was unkind, Jill.

Oh, please.

Oh, please?

Whether you like it or not, you have played a pivotal role in my life

and of course I've incorporated that into my performance.

I have to show where I've been for people to understand where I've come to.

And just where is that, Lydia?

I'm in love.

He's an asset manager at Morgan Stanley.

Late thirties, Hawaiian,

and he thinks I'm wonderful.

Oh.

Well, that's... [chuckles]

‐Good for you. ‐Thank you.

And I guess that's really what I've been trying to say tonight.

I'm healed.

I finally let go of Jimmy.

[hissing]

Felis domestica.

The common house cat.

Can't believe this is the only exit.

I mean, it's a fire hazard.

An extremely complex animal

and very difficult to emulate.

It took weeks of observation before I could even begin

to understand the language of the cat.

[meowing]

You know, a lot of people say, "Me‐ow."

[laughs]

It's not "me‐ow."

‐It's meow. ‐Really?

[meowing]

Damn it, Curtis!

I told you to stop with that meowing.

A cat seeing a birdie.

[low growl]

‐A happy cat. ‐I mean it, Curtis.

An angry cat. [hissing]

You live in my home, you play by my rules.

Okay, Mother, you win.

This time.

And who's this?

This is my girlfriend.

Oh.

[laughs] Just kidding.

She's a cop, Mother.

The one who shot me.

You're the cop that shot my baby?

Uh, I didn't mean to shoot your baby in any way.

That was a long time ago.

Yeah, well, you don't have to live with him, do you?

‐Mrs. Williams... ‐Ooh, it's not Williams.

That's his stage name. It's Dinkel.

‐[grunts] ‐Curtis Dinkel.

Here we go again with the name thing.

well, I'm proud to be a Dinkel.

Well, nobody's stopping you.

[sobbing] If your daddy were alive now.

But you saw to that, didn't you, Mother?

That was the fatty acids.

He fell off the roof.

They never proved anything.

[banging on door]

[Laurie groaning]

It's two minutes apart. Where's Lacos?

‐The Mayor's asking for him. ‐I don't know. He should be here by now.

These are nice and warm and cozy.

Now, the doctor said that she's in transition.

Whatever the hell that means.

And she's gonna need a lot of support.

Sheriff, let me just voice the unimaginable for a moment.

It's starting to look highly probable

‐that the Mayor's going to be having the baby pretty soon. ‐What's your point?

Somebody's gonna have to be there when it comes out.

‐Well, you're the expert. ‐No, no, this is the part

where they take my wife to surgery.

Your job is to protect and serve.

and this is the time to do your job.

Sir, she's scared.

And I think you know her better than I do.

Uh, I don't think it's a good idea that's...

Laurie? Where are you going?

‐I quit. ‐No, no, you can't do...

Laurie, you're doing well. You're doing fine.

Everything's going to be all right. I'll be here.

I'll be right here with you.

Okay?

[groaning]

Oh, Skeeter, Skeeter, Skeeter.

Let's get her into bed, come on.

‐[both laughing] ‐Don't do that.

Okay, okay, okay.

So, I just... I kept on thinking about Jimmy.

And you know... And you know what I kept flashing on?

‐Hmm? ‐His toenails.

Oh!

The way he kept on clipping them every Sunday night

‐in the bathtub. Ew! ‐Oh, I hate it when he does that.

No, I know. I almost left him over that.

But then you came along and saved me the trouble.

[both laugh]

This is not good.

The next thing you know they'll be spending the holidays together.

You really are a bitch. Do you know that?

[laughing] I know!

But doggone it, I'm funny.

Okay, but listen to this story. Okay.

So, here.

So, there I was in the supermarket

standing in the produce section,

and I picked up this Japanese eggplant

and I had an epiphany.

Okay, I said to myself,

Look, look at me, I always buy an eggplant.

I love the idea of an eggplant,

but inevitably, every single eggplant

ends up rotting in the refrigerator.

‐So... ‐What?

‐[both laughing] ‐What?

‐[shushing] No, listen. ‐What?

I was... I was in love

with the idea of Jimmy. Not Jimmy himself.

No, he just represented this life that I didn't have anymore.

So, you know, Jimmy... [exclaims]

You know, I'm glad you have him.

No, really, really. You appreciate him.

‐Yeah. Thanks. ‐Mm‐hmm.

‐I think. ‐No, he's all yours.

‐Yeah. ‐Yeah, you can have him.

‐[laughs] ‐I get the point!

‐Good. Hey, Frankie! ‐Yes, ma'am.

Can me and my friend have another round?

[Frank] You betcha.

[kettle whistling]

It has real marshmallows.

You know, he wasn't always like this.

He was happy cleaning grease traps.

Then he took that acting class over at the Rec Center.

Now he thinks he's an actor.

[Curtis] I am an actor!

Oh, yes. And what was your last job, Mr. Olivier?

I believe you were a giant wiener.

You think I want to be a wiener?

I had to eat, didn't I, Mother?

Anyway, it beats being elbow‐deep in animal fat every day.

Now, you shot him. What did you think?

I thought he was...

very convincing.

You should've seen me in the Scottish play last summer.

I was remarkable.

‐You had two lines. ‐So?

It's Shakespeare, Mother. Doesn't that mean anything to you?

Means I couldn't understand a word they were saying.

Ugh! Why do I even bother?

Because you're deluded, Curtis.

[sucking loudly]

I kinda like Shakespeare.

[woman speaking on PA]

[monitor beeping]

[indistinct conversations]

[Douglas] Henry?

Shut up.

This is ridiculous.

We've been friends for 20 years.

Now we're not on speaking terms. Why?

You know why.

You impugned the Pope in my courtroom.

You acted immorally in order to win your case.

I had nothing else to be said.

I apologized for that. What else could I do?

Just leave me alone.

You wondered what happened to me? What about you?

Time and again I've seen you disregard the law in your own courtroom.

How about that, Henry Bone?

Or are you so convinced of your own moral rectitude

‐that nothing else matters. ‐Shut up.

All right, so I went too far. You're right.

But that's what you are. The righteous Henry Bone

and that's what you'll be when it's over.

‐Shut up! Shut up! ‐Who can live up to your standards?

Nobody could. All we can do is fail you.

When we do, there's no forgiveness.

Even your own son!

[groaning]

[monitor alarm sounding]

Henry?

Chest pain? Eva!

Let's get him on the nitro sublingual

and two milligrams Ativan IV push.

And get Mr. Wambaugh out of here.

Henry? Henry?

I'm sorry, Henry. I'm sorry.

[Judge groaning]

[woman speaking on PA]

If he continues having pain, give him six milligrams morphine sulphate.

And find out what's taking the lab so long.

Doctor... Dr. Diamond!

Yes.

Is he going to make it?

‐Mr. Wambaugh... ‐I know. I'm a damn fool.

I don't know when to shut up.

But he wouldn't listen.

He didn't wanna hear what I had to say.

Twenty years, and he crossed me off his dance card.

So, what am I supposed to do now? Just walk away?

Is that what he wants?

He's my best friend.

My best friend.

[Dr. Joey] Mr. Wambaugh, he's not going to die.

Now, I don't know what kinda issues you two have to work out,

but you're gonna have plenty of time to do it, I promise.

Just do me a favor. Wait till you're out of the hospital.

She wants to push. What do we do?

[Dr. Joey on phone] Can you see the baby's head?

Can you see the baby's head?

Can you see the baby's head?

I'm not really sure it's appropriate.

I mean, she's the Mayor and I'm a deputy.

Get out of here.

Excuse me.

I see a head. I see a head.

Yes, he sees the head.

Okay, then on the next contraction let her push.

Oh, and Deputy, make sure there's somebody there to catch the baby.

Thank God. Where is she?

‐Did she have the baby yet? ‐Who?

Laurie Bey. It's Kenny. I'm her labor coach.

Well, Coach, I'm afraid you missed the game.

‐What? ‐Yeah.

She never made it here. She got snowed in at the sheriff's complex.

You gotta be kidding.

Wish I were. I was just giving Jimmy some pointers

on how to help her push.

Damn it. She can't have that baby without me.

‐Tell her I'm coming. ‐No, wait.

Come on, Deputy, you're gonna freeze to death out there.

[groaning]

[screams in pain]

Sheriff, what if she can't do it?

That's not an option.

[Max] How long have you been living here?

[Curtis] Since the trial.

When I ran out of my savings on that lawyer.

[snoring]

[Max] That's too bad.

Pretty pathetic, huh?

What role did you play in Macbeth?

Seyton. It's small but crucial. I can do it for you.

No.

Never mind. That's a stupid idea.

‐Well... ‐Okay.

Act five, scene five.

I enter with Macbeth

and several soldiers.

Crying can be heard from the castle.

[vocalizing]

Macbeth says...

What's that noise?

And I say...

It is the cry of women, my good lord.

And then, Macbeth says...

I have almost forgot the taste

of fears, blah, blah, blah.

And then he asks again.

Wherefore was that cry?

And I say...

The queen, my lord...

[wailing] ...is dead.

[continues wailing]

[sighs]

And then everyone gets very upset.

and Macbeth does this whole...

"Out, out, brief candle!" thing, which I never really liked that much.

Except for the last part

where he goes,

Life is a tale

told by an idiot,

full of sound and fury...

signifying nothing.

I kinda relate to that.

Yeah.

You know, I probably shouldn't have shot you.

No. No.

Absolutely you should have.

I am a total nutcase when I'm angry.

‐No. ‐Yes.

I was going for your gun, you know? I had it coming.

At least you didn't kill me.

Huh.

[snoring]

Doug?

Douglas?

What? What?

I'm a cripple, so sue me.

Are you all right, Henry?

‐I've been thinking. ‐What?

"Tell them I came,

and no one answered.

Tell them I kept my word."

What are you talking about?

It's from a poem by Water del la Mare.

I used to think

if anything happened to me,

I'd want those words as my epitaph.

Epitaph? What epitaph?

You're not going anywhere, Henry.

Shut up.

I've been staring at those infernal machines

the last few hours.

And I realized something.

I'm not prepared

to die alone.

You're not gonna die, Henry.

You're a stubborn son‐of‐a‐bitch, Douglas Wambaugh.

And you're my friend.

Not without fault, God knows.

But neither am I.

I'm sorry.

Now get out before I have another heart attack.

Come on, Laurie. You can make it. You can do it.

She won't push anymore. What are we supposed to do?

Skeeter, she has to push.

You have got to find some way to encourage her

because under the circumstances, surgery is not an alternative.

Laurie, you can do it. Come on.

‐Do it. Yes! ‐[grunting]

Kenny!

‐Am I too late? ‐No, but she's close.

‐Where have you been? ‐Where have I been?

‐Where is she? ‐Second cell.

[Kenny] Where have I been?

Laurie...

‐He's here. ‐It's me. I made it. I made it.

Okay, you can do it.

I know you can.

Hold this.

Okay, now, deep breath

‐and push. ‐[groaning]

How long has she been pushing for?

‐A little over an hour. ‐All right.

I know. I know you can do this.

You gotta do this right now, okay? Right now.

I didn't come here in sub‐zero temperatures

with toes I can't even feel anymore,

to see you give up. All right?

Now, your baby needs you to try really hard.

Okay. Breathe in.

Now, hold it and push. Yeah.

Push. Yeah, all right.

‐Five, four, three, two, one. ‐[groaning]

‐[exhales] ‐Yeah.

Let it go, come on. It's coming. Come on.

‐Breathe in. Now push. ‐[Jimmy] It's coming.

‐Atta girl. ‐[Kenny] It's coming.

‐[Jimmy] Come on. ‐Push.

[groaning]

‐Got a head. ‐Oh, yeah. Yeah.

‐Push. All right. ‐[Jimmy] We got a head.

[exhales]

Now, one more push and we got a baby.

Come on, come on.

Yeah, push.

‐Push. ‐It's coming. It's coming. Atta girl!

‐Go! ‐[Jimmy] We got a baby.

‐[laughing] ‐We got a baby.

Look at this.

We got a baby.

We got a baby. Look at that.

‐We got a baby. ‐[Jimmy] He's smiling.

I'll cut the cord.

We got a baby.

[both laughing]

‐[Jimmy] It's a boy. It's a boy. ‐[Kenny] We got a baby.

Okay.

‐Oh, my God. ‐[Jimmy] It's a boy.

Look at your baby.

[Jimmy laughing] It's a boy.

‐Lacos, you saved the day. ‐[baby crying]

You guys did it. I haven't done a thing.

We got a baby.

‐We did it. ‐We did it.

‐We did it. ‐He's crying.

[both laughing]

[Kimberly] Wow, you and Lydia...

Looked like you were actually getting along there for a while.

[Jill] Well, let's just say we came to an understanding.

You don't think you two can actually, like, become friends.

Friends, that's such a relative term.

Thank God she lives out of state.

[baby cooing]

[Laurie] Oh, no. It's okay.

It's okay, sweetie.

It's okay, my baby.

You're such a sweet baby.

[knocking on table]

‐May I come in? ‐Yes.

What's this?

Oh, angina. Nothing serious.

[Judge laughing]

Wanna hold?

‐Oh, may I? ‐Yeah.

Oh... Ah.

[laughs]

‐What's his name? ‐Michael.

‐After my father. ‐Ah.

Michael. Hello, Michael.

[chuckles]

[humming]

[laughs]

Well, welcome to Rome, Michael.

Don't worry.

You'll get used to it.

[chuckling]

[theme music playing]

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