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-Previously on The Fosters... -Watch out!
-Hey! -Officer: She's under arrest,
vehicular assault and felony hit and run.
Man: Prior to a jurisdictional hearing,
-we'd like to call a fitness hearing. -What's a fitness hearing?
It means they want to try you as an adult.
You've been invited to the party tonight.
I'm not interested.
What, you don't get high?
-I'm not supposed to see you. -I won't tell if you won't.
How is Nick texting you from juvie?
You could have told me the truth.
Mariana: I love you so much, I can't lose you again.
Thanks.
Doctor: We're gonna put Jesus into a medically induced coma.
Lena: Even if everything goes perfectly, there still could be consequences.
Learning disabilities, having to learn to walk and talk again.
Hey, baby! Hey!
You've committed academic fraud!
We need to talk about Brandon.
You're not going to Juilliard.
(crying)
Brandon: Mom?
Can...
(sighs) Will you say something?
Please?
Have you told your father yet?
No.
Mom?
Mom, what are you-- what are you doing with-- Mom?
Where are you-- where are you going?
-(Stef groans) -(banging continues)
Mom, what are you doing?
Yeah, what's going on?
"What's going on?"
That's exactly what I would like to know.
What the hell is going on around here?
You're getting high, you're stealing Jesus's pills,
and he cheated on the S.A.T.,
so he is now unaccepted at Juilliard.
-Oh, my-- -There are far too many secrets going on around here,
so the doors are coming off.
Wait, d-- does Mama know that you're doing this?
Don't need her permission.
-Yeah, well I'm gonna text her. -Go right ahead.
You know what? I don't have the time for this. Here.
All of the bedroom doors come off.
-Even yours? -No!
Not mine.
Where do we put them?
In the garage! I don't care.
-Okay. -Going to the hospital.
Can I come?
(sighs)
No, sweetheart, because Jesus-- he's just-- he's not up for visitors yet.
Well, what about Callie? When can we see her?
Only parents can see her right now, Jude.
And when do we get the doors back?
When we can trust you again.
This is like, cruel and unusual punishment.
Tell me about it. Sometimes, that's how I feel about parenting.
(sighs)
Hey.
Sofia told me Callie's back in juvie.
How did Sofia know that--
Mariana told her.
Were you ever planning to let me know?
(sighs)
(theme music plays)
¶ It's not where you come from ¶
¶ It's where you belong ¶
¶ Nothin' I would trade ¶
¶ I wouldn't have it any other way ¶
¶ You're surrounded ¶
¶ By love and you're wanted ¶
¶ So never feel alone ¶
¶ You are home with me ¶
¶ Right where you belong ¶
Why didn't you call me?
We've got a lot going on.
And we also happen to have
a kid in the hospital in serious condition right now,
-so... -(footsteps)
All right. Hey!
-You know what? Um-- -Hey, Robert.
Let's-- Can we take this outside, please?
(sighs)
Frankly, I did not want to announce to the whole world
that Callie is in juvie.
Yeah, well, I'm not the world, I'm her father.
Birth... father. We're aware.
However, Lena and I are her parents are we are handling this.
-Are you? -Yes.
Exactly what kind of job are you doing as parents?
This is the second time that Callie has been in juvie since she's been with you.
You don't have all of the details, all right?
And you really want to play a game of who's a better parent?
(scoffs)
(sighs) All right, at least let me call my lawyer.
I'll pay for all the fees.
We have a lawyer, thank you very much. Appreciate it.
What firm is he with?
She is a public defender.
-You're not serious? -Yes, I trust her.
I've known her for years.
She knows the juvenile system inside and out.
She has a great relationship with the D.A. and the judge.
And the last thing that Callie needs right now
is your arrogant, hot-shot lawyer showing up and pissing everybody off.
I'm sorry. I don't...
I understand that you're upset, okay?
We are all upset, trust me.
Yeah.
From now on, we will do our best to keep you...
informed, okay?
-Thank you. -You're welcome.
-I would appreciate that. -No problem.
If you don't mind, I would really like to get to the hospital.
Yeah.
(security shouts indistinctly)
Hey.
Missed you last night.
What, you don't want to party with me?
No, it's not personal. I just--
Come on. Hang out.
You seem cool.
You're gonna be in here for awhile, why not have some fun?
Okay. If you change your mind...
Keep it moving.
AJ, I hate to interrupt your playdate, but you're gonna be late for school.
-Here. -(speaking baby-talk)
Oh, no, no, no. No, no, no.
-Mwah! I love you. -(laughs)
-All righty. -Mm, I got her.
-Bye, AJ. -AJ: Bye-bye.
Oh, you are so sweet.
-She makes it easy. -Ana: Mm-hmm.
-(baby coughs) -Ana: Oh, no. Oh, no.
Oh, hey, and don't forget, you're gonna get me on that list,
so I can go see Callie.
Yeah, I'll do my best.
Thanks.
Have a good day.
-(cries) -Sweet, sweet, sweet.
So you're not gonna tell him what's going on?
I don't want to freak him out more than he already is.
So what happens if they try Callie as an adult?
Well, if they find her guilty...
prison.
Oh, my god!
-Yeah. -Poor Stef and Lena.
They must be so stressed out between Callie and Jesus.
Do you think they would let me see him?
I mean, I don't want to overstep, but...
Yeah, let me just ask Stef.
Thank you.
¶ I've seen the eyes ¶
Hey, so, uh...
I wanted to ask you something.
You know, with everything that's been going on, I've been...
thinking a lot about family and how
we can't take anything for granted.
And, uh... I thought...
what if you and Isabella move in here with me and AJ?
¶ You are my home ¶
¶ A beautiful home ¶
Really?
Yeah, why not?
It's a big step. Are you sure?
Yeah, I'm sure.
¶ Wherever I go ¶
Okay.
-Okay. -Mm-hmm.
¶ 'Cause you are my home ¶
As long as it's okay with AJ.
I'm sure it will be, but I'll talk to him.
¶ Wherever I go ¶
(indistinct chattering)
Damn, it's hot out here.
It's like they trying to microwave us.
Yeah, totally.
Look, just so you know,
Joey? My man.
So you need to back off.
Joey, the guard?
I saw you talkin' to him.
Yeah, no, he's all yours.
You're damn right he is.
That fool thinks she's with him?
He bags every girl he can.
And watch out, his drugs are nasty.
I mean, one girl he partied with went to the infirmary...
and never came back.
Well, why didn't you tell me?
Because he wanted to,
and there hasn't exactly been a great time.
I can't believe Brandon would be so stupid.
-What did you say? -Nothing.
You just took the doors off?
I'm tired of all of these secrets, Lena.
Honey, what about their privacy?
They don't deserve any privacy.
And to top it all off, I'm coming down the stairs to leave
and who's standing at the front door but Robert.
-Somehow, he heard about Callie. -Oh, god. How was he?
Mad. But I think somehow, I managed to talk him off the ledge.
Did you tell him about the fitness hearing?
No. I didn't. I'm sure I should have.
-But the kids were right there, I'm not gonna get into-- -Doctor: Hi there.
-Hi. -Good to see you again.
-Yeah.
So, um... before we go in, I want to prepare you.
There are so many unknowns about traumatic brain injuries,
so you have to be patient.
Manage your expectations.
There can be significant ups and unpredictable downs.
The milestones reached are not always milestones held.
-Okay. -Okay.
-Can we-- Can we see him? -Of course.
Right.
Um, just stay positive, bolster him.
Recovery can be frustrating for the patient,
so, uh, he's gonna need encouragement.
-Okay. -Just make sure that
the only thing he sees in your eyes is absolute confidence that he's gonna get better.
-Yeah. -Great, we can do that.
-Shall we? -Thank you.
Hey, buddy.
Hey. Hey, bud.
-Hi, sweetheart. -Hi, love.
I'm Dr. Danville. I'm your neurologist.
Can you tell us your name?
(mumbles)
Uh...
-Jesus. -Good.
Can you tell me...
what this is that I'm holding?
It's... a s...
screw...driver?
Are you sure?
Good. That's actually-- that's a positive sign.
He knows the category, that it's a tool.
It's a hammer.
Right? You hammer nails.
Can you say "hammer"?
The...
hammer.
-Good. -That's it, bud.
That's it, way to do it. Way to do it.
Can you tell me
what this is?
Mmm...
It's a brush.
Doctor: Good. Good, good.
Good job.
So, um...
So, as you can see, he's experiencing some... cognitive deficits,
some neurological symptoms--
the hand tremor and the leg twitching.
He's gonna need some assistance walking,
at least for a little while.
Just a, you know, cane or a walker, I don't think he needs a wheelchair.
Listen, I am optimistic about his prognosis.
He's one of the lucky ones.
But, I have to warn you,
his full recovery is gonna take a long time.
Okay. Well, when can he come home?
He's gonna need round-the-clock care.
Actually, the hospital has a terrific inpatient rehab facility
that specializes in TBI. I'm sure I can get Jesus a room.
Okay, well, we'll talk about it then.
-Thank you, appreciate it. -Good. Okay.
So, I'm gonna see you soon,
but before I go...
do you remember what this is?
It's a screwdriver.
I'm afraid something's, like, really wrong with Jesus.
And my moms don't want to tell us anything
'cause they don't want to freak us out.
-I just really want to see him. -Hey.
He's gonna be all right.
I promise.
Okay.
Thanks.
Hey. Uh, do you have a second?
Yeah, what's up?
Uh...
Are you and M-- Mariana, um...
having sex?
-Dude. -I know, I know.
I just-- I don't, um--
Is there maybe a chance that she could be, like--
Be what?
Pregnant?
No. I-- I mean-- (scoffs)
This is weird.
Yeah, I know. I know.
-I just, uh-- -Why are you asking?
I saw Emma buy her a pregnancy test.
Whoa. I...
I mean, I wore a condom.
Yeah, this is weird, so--
I don't think she can be.
With me.
No. Yeah, no. Well, I'm sure I'm wrong about this, so, uh...
Just... forget everything. Forget anything I said.
Yeah.
Oh, hey.
I just stopped by to pick up some papers.
Is it okay if I work from the hospital today?
Stef's got a thing and we didn't want to leave Jesus alone.
Of course. Hey, I don't want to add to your stress,
but did you happen to finish the, uh...
The budget report.
I am so sorry, Monte.
I-- I-- (sighs) I didn't get it done.
It's fine. You can get it to me tomorrow.
(sighs)
How's Jesus?
He's, uh-- he's gonna be fine.
And how are you?
Uh... you know, we're all just a little overwhelmed.
I can imagine.
Yeah.
Hey, you know, if you need to take a leave of absence,
-that's okay. -Oh, no, no. No. Thank you.
But honestly, we couldn't afford it.
We're gonna be out of pocket
on a lot of these expenses.
And we're gonna need both incomes.
Of course. I understand.
Well, if there's anything I can do to help.
(sighs) Thank you
for being so supportive.
Monte, I really appreciate it.
(school bell rings)
¶ ¶
Dude, what are you doing here?
Like, we could get busted.
Mm, totally worth it.
Look, I had to see you.
And you said your mom wasn't working today, so...
here I am.
How are you?
Well, I know there's like, a lot going on at home,
so...
Here.
It's something to... make you smile.
(faint music playing)
(indistinct chatter)
¶ I know what they'll find ¶
¶ This is getting intense ¶
¶ Dancing at the scene of the crime ¶
I talked to the D.A. and the probation officer in charge of your case,
and I was able to convince them to withdraw the petition for the fitness hearing...
if you plead guilty to vehicular assault and felony hit and run.
What does that mean?
Callie would probably have to stay in juvenile detention until she's 18.
What? Wait, how is this happening?
-Well, let's just hear her out. -No.
I didn't do anything wrong. It wasn't my fault.
I was a passenger in the car,
I called 911, and I went to the police.
Now I'm gonna stay in juvie until I'm 18?
Callie, I am on your side.
But at this point, it's a "he said, she said" situation.
And, unfortunately you have a record.
And there aren't any witnesses I can call to refute Johnson's story.
All right. But Callie doesn't turn 18 for another 8 months.
I mean, that's a long time for her to sit here in juvie.
But when she gets out, her record will be expunged.
Or, if you take your chances,
and the judge agrees to try you as an adult...
you could be looking at five years in prison
and a permanent record.
No.
As a felon.
What do I do?
Can we think about it?
-Of course. -Mm-hmm.
The hearing's tomorrow.
-There you go. -AJ: Could you check again?
My foster dad's a cop, and he said he'd try to get me on the list.
Sorry.
But she's my girl.
Could you at least give her this letter for me?
Mail it.
Robert Quinn. Here to see Callie Adams Foster.
I'm her father.
Here's your pass, Mr. Quinn.
-Thank you. -Mm-hmm.
(clears throat)
Uh, excuse me?
You're Callie's dad?
Yes.
I'm AJ.
Her boyfriend.
Eight months maximum versus a possibility of five years minimum?
Is there really a choice?
You know how awful juvie is. Eight months in there's gonna...
(sighs) Let's talk about something else.
How's life? How's work? What's going on with you?
Actually, I, um--
I asked Ana and Isabella to move in with me.
Really?
What'd Isabella have to say?
(laughing) She's okay with it.
Ana has a record, you know.
Yeah, so...?
You're fostering AJ. She's a convicted felon.
Yeah, but technically she's not fostering him.
I don't think that's gonna matter to CPS.
Mm.
Why are you investigating a murder?
He was my foster brother.
Callie, you-- you're 17,
you're a senior in high school, you should be doing normal things.
Yeah, well, I'm not normal.
Come on. That's not true.
Your moms know you were doing this?
-Sort of. -What does that mean, "sort of"? Yes, or no?
(sighs)
I know it's what you wanted, but this, this just makes me feel like
I made a huge mistake letting them adopt you.
I never should have signed away my parental rights.
Dad, could we just not do that right now?
Please?
Sorry.
I want you to know that I am here for you.
Stef, she--
she has confidence in this public defender,
but if you feel you need another lawyer...
I can help.
Okay. Thanks.
Oh. Almost forgot.
This is, uh-- this is from your boyfriend.
He was trying to get in here to see you.
Thanks.
Seems like a good kid.
Yeah, he is.
(clears throat)
So my lawyer thinks that I should say I'm guilty
and just stay in juvie until I'm 18.
But if I win the fitness hearing,
then I'd get a chance to tell my side of the story to the judge
and then all of the charges could be dismissed.
So what do you think?
What's a fitness hearing?
¶ We were both new to this, we were running wild ¶
¶ Torches in hand, set the world on fire ¶
Jesus.
-¶ So he shared me your secrets ¶ -Jesus.
¶ And I'll show him mine ¶
Hi.
¶ Shedding our skin in the daylight ¶
I snuck in here to see you,
so don't tell moms that I'm here.
-¶ If I go ¶ -W--
What?
¶ I'm gone ¶
Wait, why? Why?
(mumbles)
Why? Mm.
Why? What? (mumbles) Why? What? Why?
What? Wait, why? Why?
Why?
Mariana, honey.
Hey, bud. Hey, hey, hey. Hey.
Everything's fine, bud. Everything's fine.
You're doing good.
Why don't we let Jesus get some sleep, huh?
Get some sleep, baby. All right?
Get some sleep.
¶ Honey, we're both going down, but we're keeping quiet ¶
¶ If I go ¶
Listen to me.
I know you are afraid.
Okay, we're all afraid, but you cannot cry in front of Jesus.
It scares him, love.
We got to put on brave faces.
You hear me?
We all do, for him.
And you have got to stop disobeying us.
Okay.
No, it's not okay.
When are you gonna understand that you can't do whatever you want to do
whenever you want to do it?
I just wanted to know if he was all right.
And he's not, is he?
(cries)
He's gonna be.
And it's not your fault.
You hear me? None of us blame you.
I think we gotta get you back in therapy.
So you can look at these decisions that you're making and why.
Okay.
I love you, baby.
I love you too.
(inmate retching)
(coughing)
(coughing continues)
(coughing)
Let me find somebody.
Don't. Leave me alone.
Maybe we should help her.
(coughing continues)
Guard! I need a guard!
(buzzer)
What was she on?
I told you, I don't know.
Is she gonna be okay?
Who knows? They're taking her to the E.R.
Where'd she get the drugs?
Hey. I'm talking to you.
Who gave her the drugs?
I don't know. No idea.
Hi.
Hey.
Wow, you set the table and everything.
Mm-hmm.
The table that we are going to have to baby-proof.
Along with that, and that and... I made a list.
Don't worry.
I'll take care of everything.
(sighs)
How much longer are we gonna be able to keep this up?
(sighs)
As long as it takes, babe.
When they move him to that rehab center?
I mean, I can't imagine leaving him there at night.
Well, I can't either, but I mean, we have to.
So, I, um--
I saw Jude with Noah today.
(sighs)
Stop, wait.
-Just, would you-- -We told them.
I know, just wait.
(chuckles)
(sighs)
Noah gave Jude an envelope.
(scoffs)
And I'm not proud to admit this, but I...
went into Jude's locker, and I looked inside.
And was it pot?
That's what I was thinking,
but no, it wasn't pot.
It was a poem.
A really bad poem... (chuckles)
that Noah wrote for Jude about hope and strength.
-And, so we-- -So...
Callie's in juvie, we don't know when she'll be getting out.
If she takes the deal, it could be another eight months.
I mean, Jesus isn't coming home anytime soon.
I just wonder...
Should we be taking away another person from Jude?
Someone who really cares about him, after Connor and Jack?
He's just lost so much.
(chattering)
Move that pail against the wall. Somebody could trip over it.
Why'd you get the guards involved?
Why didn't you just let her puke it out?
She wasn't just puking, she was turning blue.
Yeah? Well, guess what?
Now they know we got drugs in here.
They're gonna want to find out who's bringing them in.
I won't say anything.
Oh, I know you won't.
That kind of attitude is gonna get you in a lot of trouble around here.
Inmate infraction. I need backup!
She threw this at me.
Up against the fence, now!
(grunts)
Hey.
Can I talk to you out here?
Sure.
¶ When we were waiting by the shore ¶
What is it? What's wrong?
Did you have sex with Nick?
No!
Are you telling me the truth?
Yes. I didn't have sex with Nick.
Why are you asking me this now?
It's something Brandon said.
What did-- What did Brandon say?
It doesn't matter. The point is--
No. Did Brandon say that I had sex with Nick?
-No. -Because how would he know?
How do I know?
How am I supposed to know if you're lying to me?
-I'm not. -Yeah, but you have.
Over and over, and I just...
I don't think...
You don't think what?
That I'm ever gonna be able to trust you again.
So what are you saying?
I'm saying that I'm done.
Please, don't do this.
We just got back together.
And you lied about Nick,
about the Adderall, and who knows what else?
There's nothing else.
I'm sorry.
You just had sex with me, and now you're dumping me?
-I shouldn't have done that. -I thought you loved me.
So did I.
What did you say to Mat?
Uh... what did you--
He said that you told him something about me and Nick.
-No. -Well, you said something that upset him.
Oh. Um...
I didn't tell him anything. I, uh-- I asked him something.
What?
I asked him if you could be pregnant.
Pregnant?
I saw Emma buy a pregnancy test at the hospital
and I saw her give you the bag.
She was buying me tampons.
I'm-- I'm sorry. I-- I didn't know.
Okay, well, why didn't you ask me?
'Cause you're my sister. And I-- I--
Well, thanks, Brandon. Thanks a lot.
Because of you, Mat just broke up with me.
-(sighs) -(door buzzes)
(indistinct shouting)
Hey. Sharp.
Yeah, it's not too much?
No. You want some help with that?
Nah, it's-- it's good.
I'm not gonna wear it anyway.
Look, AJ, I know you're worried about the hearing.
We all are. But Callie's a strong girl.
She's gonna be okay.
Look, and I know we've had some disagreements about her, but...
Look, I love her like family, AJ.
Like I love you.
And I've been thinking...
I want to adopt you.
You don't have to answer right now, just think about it.
Mm-hmm.
Okay.
Let's go.
(chattering)
Why didn't you tell me about the hearing?
You deliberately withheld it from me after promising that you would keep me informed.
This is unacceptable, Stef.
-Robert, please. -Don't--
I brought my lawyer.
Now, if you don't allow me to participate in the wellbeing of my daughter,
and she is my daughter,
I am prepared to sue you for custody,
which I can do by proving that you are unfit parents.
-Hey, you know what? -Hey, hey, hey. She's right here.
-Hello, sweetheart. -Hi.
We brought you some clothes.
I hope we picked something that you like.
Now, we have a few minutes with your attorney
before you go in front of the judge.
All right? Go get changed, we'll be right here.
Don't worry, baby. We're right here.
I want to be in that room.
So, what happens if I lose?
You'll be transfered to adult court,
and you'll have a bail hearing.
So I could get out?
Yes, I see no reason why a judge in adult court would deny bail.
Well, I'll put up the bond, whatever it is.
Sweetheart, your mom and I have discussed this,
and I'm not sure that you're gonna wanna hear what we have to say,
but we really, really feel that you should take the plea.
Hopefully, you won't have to spend the next eight months in juvie.
Lena: But even if you do,
as soon as you turn 18, you'll be out.
Free. You'll have no record.
And I know this sounds harsh, but we really think this is the safest bet.
I don't want to contradict your moms, but I--
I disagree. I think we should fight this.
So, that's exactly what you're doing. Contradicting us.
Honestly, do you think that Callie could possibly
be convicted of any of these charges?
-It's absurd. -Stef: Robert, listen,
you live in a privileged world,
and I don't think that you really understand the system.
Hey, you think that bad guys go to jail and that the good guys
get out free, and it's not that simple.
The judge is not going to see
the Callie that we know and love.
All he's gonna see is that she has a file.
She has a record.
He's not gonna ask her why she did the things that she did.
All he's gonna see is that she did them.
And that's what he's gonna judge her on.
What if she's given the opportunity to explain?
That's a risk that she can't afford to take.
Callie: I'm not going back there.
To juvie.
I can't.
So we have to fight.
Your honor, the state would like to try Miss Adams Foster
as an adult. She is a serial recidivist.
Two prior stints in Juvenile Detention,
and time in a group home for girls has done nothing
to reform Miss Adams Foster's pattern of criminal behavior.
Not to mention the fact that in her shot time in juvie,
she managed to get into an altercation with a guard.
She's failed to benefit from any of the rehabilitation programs offered
by the juvenile system,
and I see no reason why that would change now.
Felony hit and run. Vehicular assault.
Considering the seriousness of these charges,
considering that she's almost 18,
the prosecution asks the court to dismiss the petition
and to send Miss Adams Foster to adult court.
(chairs slide)
(whispering)
Your honor, Callie is a 17-year-old girl.
She won't turn 18 for nearly a year.
I wouldn't call that almost an adult.
Callie has excelled in school, her attendance is perfect.
She has loving parents, devoted siblings. You see them all here.
If allowed to argue the charges in a juvenile court jurisdictional hearing,
I am confident that we can prove these charges are false.
Your Honor, Miss Adams Foster is not refuting the fact
that she left the scene of an accident.
That's a hit and run.
An accident she caused, by the way.
There is no proof that Callie caused the accident.
She was a passenger in the car.
She called 911.
She had no idea she shouldn't leave the scene.
But for the record, none of that is relevant.
Since this isn't a jurisdictional hearing.
Your honor,
you send a girl like Callie to be tried as an adult
and you might as well be throwing her away,
and you know it.
Callie is not a threat to society.
She is a girl with artistic ambitions,
excited for her senior year of high school.
She has turned her life around.
So please,
please don't make the mistake of trying her as an adult.
You could ruin a life that is actually succeeding.
Judge: Thank you, Ms. O'Brien.
You make a compelling argument.
We have a young lady here who is doing well in school...
does have a loving, stable home,
and that distinguishes her from most of the kids that I see in this court.
But what concerns me is that despite having these advantages,
Callie still continues to not only find but make trouble.
I'm going to agree with the prosecution.
Juvenile detention has failed to give her the wake-up call that she needs,
so I'm going to send Ms. Adams Foster and her case to adult court.
It's okay, it's okay.
Jude: What if she loses again?
Well, Robert can afford the best defense.
And, uh, maybe they can even get the case dismissed
in adult court.
So, your mom and I have been talking.
Uh-huh.
(laughs)
And, uh...
we decided that it would be all right if you wanted to see Noah again.
Really?
Yes, but no more pot.
-Okay. -No, I mean it, Jude.
We have to know that we can trust you, or this will be a very short-lived reunion.
Yeah. Yes. Okay.
Okay.
Why don't you go give him a call?
I'll stay with Jesus tonight, all right?
-Mm. You know, we have to look at that rehab facility tomorrow. -Mm-hmm.
-Yes. -I wish we could just bring him home.
Me too.
Mm. At least Callie's home, for now.
¶ Honey ¶
¶ Take both of my eyes ¶
Hey.
At least you made bail.
That's something to celebrate.
¶ Well, maybe I see something ¶
I'm just so happy I get to sleep in my own bed tonight.
¶ I don't realize ¶
Hey, thank you for the letter.
¶ If you give me something ¶
¶ Then I'll give you ¶
Love you too.
¶ Anything ¶
¶ Darling ¶
¶ Take both of my hands ¶
But we have twenty beds, and of course, a full-time nursing staff.
We don't have private rooms
and we don't allow families to stay overnight,
but have plenty of visiting hours.
Any questions?
¶ Darling ¶
¶ Take hold of my mind ¶
Mm...
¶ And then you'll be ready ¶
¶ To catch the words as they fall out ¶
It's actually pretty comfortable.
Yeah?
Check it out, finally your own room.
(laughs) Yeah.
It only took a-- a-- nail in-- in the head.
(chuckles)
Oh, it's all right, bub.
Good job.
It's all right, you're all right. You're all right.
You should see me pee.
(laughter)
No, thanks.
Hey, you hungry, sweetheart?
Who, me?
Yeah, right? Good. We got pizza!
Pizza coming up, everybody.
Pizza, pizza pie!
Thank you, by the way.
For what?
For, uh...
taking a leave of absence.
Well, you make more money, babe.
Yeah, but still, a lot's gonna fall on your shoulders.
I just want you to know that we're gonna give you lots and lots of support. Okay?
I just couldn't bear the thought of leaving our baby in that place,
-every night, all alone. -I know.
But he's home. Everyone's home.
M'kay?
(smooches)
¶ Beat like the drum ¶
¶ Until all the rest falls apart ¶
I'm really sorry, Mariana.
¶ Oh, if you give me something ¶
It's not your fault Mat broke up with me.
Mm-hmm. Still, I should have just asked you.
(Emma speaks indistinctly)
(laughter)
"Get a 'moo-oove' on, and get well quick."
(laughter)
Are you sure you saw Emma buy a pregnancy test?
Pretty sure.
(Emma talks indistinctly)
All right! We got your pizza pie, my babies. We got your pizza pie right here.
Make room, make room.
All right. The first piece goes to the man of the hour.
-I, um-- -It's okay.
-All right. -Here you go.
Uh, M-- Mom,
w-- what are-- what-- what is the round thing?
That's a pepperoni, honey. It's your favorite.
N-- No.
You love pepperoni.
I-- I don't-- I don't want it.
Okay, why don't you, um, take a bite and just see how it tastes.
No!
No.
Okay. Let's, uh-- let's just take it off.
We'll just take it right off and then there's no more pepperoni
so it's just... it's a cheese pizza pizza!
There we go! There we go.
There you go. So this is just cheese.
No, I don't want it. I told you!
(theme song playing)
(no discernible dialog)