I want to take Charlie and go back to France.
Previously on "A Million Little Things"...
Dustin?
Well, I thought it might be nice for you
to have a bed to sleep in.
- Thank you. - Vali just said I could post
a picture of us together on Instagram.
We're official now.
I feel like I'm still that teenager on the beach
asking you to homecoming and you're laughing at me.
I gave Colton your list of potential guest hosts,
but I guess he already found someone.
Her name is Dr. Jessica Bruno?
She's Gary's therapist.
You'll never be as good as Maggie Bloom.
Gary, please...
- Gary. - I'm up.
I think I just had a contraction.
Okay, another deep breath, Maggie.
Okay, your cervix is softening.
- Oh, my God. - And thinning out.
Oh, my God!
There goes your mucus plug.
Oh! Can you put it back in?
But you're barely dilated,
so any contractions you felt last night
were most likely just Braxton Hicks.
I'm sorry. Are we having a baby or starting a law firm?
It's Braxton Hicks.
They're dress-rehearsal contractions.
I'm not in labor.
I'm guessing it'll be another week.
Right on time.
I mean, you're guessing a week,
but the fact is, he could be here any minute, right?
Well, we usually have a fair amount of warning
with first births.
Call me when her contractions are 10 minutes apart,
or when your water breaks.
And, obviously, if you have any other questions in the meantime.
I have a question... You're leaving?!
Don't you have to boil water or rip bed sheets or something?
Mm, fear not.
My horse and buggy will bring me 'round when it's time.
See thou soon.
Thanks, Mallory.
Soon. She said "soon."
Relax, Gary.
I'm actually... I'm happy I get a few more days at work.
I want to give my listeners a warning before I sign off.
Unlike Dr. Jessica gave me.
Exactly.
Now, if you could please move this beast so I can shower.
Hey, big man, go to bed.
You good boy.
Can I at least watch you?
I mean, in case you start having a contraction and slip.
Look, showers are dangerous.
M'kay, the answer's no, and for the record,
I liked it better when you were just a sex freak.
You have any idea what a mucus plug is?
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Happy birthday, Sleeping Beauty!
Whoa. That's weird.
My Katherine would never bring a syrupy plate
to her notoriously clumsy-eating girlfriend
on their Egyptian cotton sheets.
Well, it's a special day.
It's also laundry day, isn't it?
Oh, is it?
Are you ready for your next surprise?
Oh, are you gonna tell me where we're going?
Well, that is up to you.
Pick a number.
Is that a fortune teller?
I believe the scientific name is cootie catcher.
I thought they eradicated that disease,
but, um, okay, I'll play along.
- Three. - Okay.
One, two, three.
Okay, another number.
- Five. - One, two... five.
Wait, so, are there different weekend-away places
behind all those little colorful doors?
- Mm-hmm. - Whoa!
When'd you get so spontaneous?
Oh, I booked four separate trips and itineraries
down to the minute.
There she is.
Okay, last one.
Pick a color.
Blue.
Martha's Vineyard!
Amazing!
I've never been.
Although I've always secretly wondered if I was a Kennedy.
'Cause I have, you know, JFK's jawline.
Hm.
I love the cootie catcher throwback, by the way.
Oh, good, because it's pretty much the theme of the weekend.
Cooties?
A trip down memory lane.
Still remember how to drive stick?
I understand that the account says I only have 15,000 miles,
but as of last week, I had 150,000,
and I know they didn't expire because I use this card
to get my gas and my weekly gas station slushy.
Rome, I-I, uh, used the miles.
- What? - Yeah, I-I used the points
to put Dustin and his daughter up in a hotel for a few nights.
Hey, Karl, thank you for your wonderful service,
and I am so sorry for my tone.
Gina! We were saving up those miles for our trip to Kona.
I know.
15,000 miles won't even get us to Branson.
The man needed help, Rome.
Oh, wait, don't make me the bad guy
because I'm upset that you hijacked our dream trip
without talking to me.
I told you, do not get in too deep with him.
Now here we are.
Uh-huh, yeah, babe.
Here we are, getting upset about a luxurious trip
to Hawaii getting postponed,
all the while enjoying this solid roof over our head.
I'm late to go help put together Gary and Maggie's crib.
Just being clear, I'm a good person, too.
Speak of the devil.
Maggie.
Wasn't sure you'd make it in today.
Why's that?
We're getting close, aren't we?
Who's to say?
Anyway, I thought it would be a good idea for Dr. Jessica
to shadow you today, get the lay of the land.
Yeah, I'd love to see how you navigate
all the technical stuff.
Oh, yeah.
Well, I mean, all that stuff is not really that complicated.
The challenge is the advice part of the show, but...
why not?
- Excellent. - Alright.
Let the shadowing begin.
Oh, my God.
Man, time flies.
I remember picking this thing up from the store.
Charlie barely even used it.
You hear that, kiddo?
You're getting an almost brand-new crib.
I think these sides'll just pop off, no problem.
Shouldn't take long.
Great, because faster is our friend, guys.
Come on. Let's go, let's move.
Why do I feel like we're getting in trouble
for taking too long when we haven't even started yet?
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's Maggie, okay?
There's some sort of, like, bathtub plug
that was up inside her body, and it fell out,
and now there is nothing covering the drain,
and she insisted on going to work,
and I just have a bad feeling
that we're gonna have a radio station baby
or an elevator baby or...
Dude, you're spinning out. Everything's gonna be fine.
Yeah, you know, h-how about we take apart the crib
and you go lie down,
try to chill, listen to some music...
Yo, is that Toni Braxton playing?
Yes. I-I Googled Braxton Hicks, and I got sidetracked,
and... yes.
Oh, yeah, yeah. Katherine had those.
What? She did?
Well, tell me everything.
Well, all I remember is,
Katherine thought she was going into labor,
but the doctor said they were just Braxton Hicks,
which I took to mean I had time for another beer, or 30.
Next thing you know, I was waking up from a blackout,
and Jon was telling me I was a dad.
So, not my proudest moment.
Be honest... Was your proudest moment
buying this tiny AC/DC onesie for Charlie?
Oh.
So, it went Braxton Hicks, missed the birth.
Got it.
Well, a couple of incredibly poor choices
in between those two, but yes.
Okay, we got... Change of plans.
Uh, you guys... You guys can handle this crib without me?
- Of course. - Probably be easier.
Great. Oh, by the way, uh,
Delilah said we can take anything we want out of here.
- She said that? - Yeah.
So, you know, put the little onesie in the pile. That's dope.
Hmm.
Guess this didn't fit in the suitcase to France.
Thanks for your help.
Uh-huh.
Be sure to send me pics of you
and your friends looking all fancy.
I will if there's time. Bye.
Oh. Bye.
Oh, honey, no need to thank me.
It was my pleasure buying you that formal dress.
Your warm smile is gift enough.
Uh-oh.
I thought you two were doing better.
We are.
I mean, we're spending time together, at least,
and it seems like she's starting to forgive me
for being gone all those years.
But, still, there's distance.
- That's rough. - Yeah.
Plus, I think she's just acting extra teenager-y
'cause Tyrell can't make it to the dance tonight.
I know. I wish he were home more, too.
I'm not pointing fingers, but if I was, it would be
at the grumpy 80-year-old living in his room.
Well, have you considered bunk beds?
Who doesn't love a bunk bed?
I cannot in good conscience have an innocent teenager
sleep underneath what that butt puts out.
Excuse me. Regina?
Yeah?
Can I talk to you for a sec?
In private?
Claudia here is the real rock star of the operation,
and you guys are gonna be best friends in no time.
- Hi. - Alright. Pick it up.
Okay. So...
What are you doing here?
Aren't you supposed to be building a crib?
I'm freaking out, okay?
Do I want to be supportive?
Yes, but I need to have eyes on you.
Eyes on me? What am I?
The bad guy in a heist movie now?
I've already got a live audience and they're staring me down.
Why is she here already?
She's just circling like a vulture.
Why are you doing that?
Is... Is this... Is this a contraction?
Is this happening?
I'm sure it was just another Braxton Hicks.
No, no, this one seemed worse.
Alright, Bloom, that's it.
Come on. It's time to go home.
Mallory said that we don't have to worry
about the real contractions until they are 10 minutes apart.
It's not actually growing...
I have a show to do,
and I am not leaving one single second before I have to.
Bloom. Maggie.
Look, babe, I-I get it, but...
Wh... Hey.
Bloom. Come on.
I wish you'd told me you were planning on checking out.
I didn't want you to feel like you had
to keep floating us.
Which is why I came by to give you this.
I rewired this guy's bathroom fan.
It's not a whole lot, but...
It's okay. Really.
I don't need you to pay me back.
Oh, how'd that job interview work out?
Well, they hired someone before I even got
to go in, and... Yeah.
Something will come along.
So, I-I know last time we talked, foster care
was out of the question, but I can...
I can put you in touch with our case worker.
I'm not letting my daughter out of my sight.
Daniella's a child.
She can't live on the streets.
- Regina, everything is... - Dad!
Look what Val and I made.
His name is Spud.
Ah.
Nice to meet you, Spud.
I love your little broccoli ears.
Is that an actual raspberry beret?
It sure is.
Val and I are gonna take him swimming.
If that's okay with you, Dad.
Yeah. Of course.
Come on.
Just think about it, okay?
Can I get some service here or something?!
Yeah, we open in 10 minutes.
But I'm hungry now.
Tyrell.
I took a two-hour train ride from New Haven
just for one of your tacos.
Yeah, well, I hate to break it to you,
but we only serve Harvard kids here.
- Oh. - Mm.
Tyrell. What are you doing here?
I rearranged some things so I could take
Vali to her winter formal, you know?
And to see you, of course.
Nice save. Oh, my gosh.
Oh, Dustin, this is my foster son, Tyrell.
He goes to Yale.
You don't have to say that every time
you introduce me to someone.
Of course I do. I tell everyone I meet.
- Everyone? - But enough about me.
How is school?
- How's film club? - It's good.
I mean, although I did screen
"Singin' in the Rain" the other day,
and, uh, shockingly,
no one shares in our love for tap culture.
That's it. You're transferring to Harvard.
That man danced in milk with a 103-degree fever.
And the caveman studies the pieces
with intensity and confusion.
Thank you, David Attenborough.
You think you could actually help me?
Yeah, just a sec. I want to get this vein
that's popping out the side of your neck.
Rome, seriously, can we focus?
Okay.
I see we're all about business today.
Hand me the instructions.
Please tell me you have the instructions.
You don't have the instructions?
Well, as you may recall,
this was the floor model that we stole,
but I am sure that they're online.
Right, right. It was a... a... a Holmquist crib.
Oh, which narrows it down to 246 different ones.
You... You remember the model?
I think it was something like falksargen?
Or flakfluekin?
Oh, man.
Uh, nothing's coming up.
Alright, try it with an umlaut over the "fluekin."
Nice flex with the umlaut, but no, dude, nothing.
How are we gonna pull this off?
Watch me.
? I love you, always, forever ?
I can't believe you found the exact car
I drove in high school.
It only took 20 hours on Craigslist.
Also, you're coming with me when I return it
so I don't get made into a skin dress.
Deal.
Okay, so we've got the bug,
the cootie catcher, we got Donna Lewis.
Oh. Oh, my God.
Please, tell me you are finally going to return
my hyper color slap bracelet.
Are you still not over that?
It was my prized possession,
and then Katherine needs it for good luck on one algebra test,
and poof, gone forever.
As you recall, not only did I ace that test,
I apologized profusely
and I bought you, like, seven new ones.
None of which change color with your body temperature.
Stop.
Okay, I need to focus
or we're not gonna make the last ferry to the Vineyard.
- Whoa. - Oh, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no.
Oh, this isn't happening!
Damn it.
There goes your perfect birthday.
Well, Denise, that sounds like a lot.
You might not be able to change
your dad's behavior, but you...
Maggie, are you okay?
- Yeah. - Dr. Bloom?
Yeah, I'm... I'm fine.
Sorry about that, Denise.
As I was saying,
what you can control is how you react.
That's where your power is.
I need to talk to you.
Gary, you've already made your point.
I know you think I'll never be as good as Maggie Bloom.
I need your help.
I need you to go in there and talk to her.
What? Why?
'Cause I'm pretty sure she's in labor,
and she's staying on air, even though her body
is clearly telling her it's time to go.
She doesn't think she can trust you to take over her show,
and it's probably my fault,
and I don't know why you'd go to bat for me after the way
I've treated you, but...
I don't know what else to do here, Doc.
What makes you think she'll listen to me?
I know you're a great therapist.
Please.
Just go in there and gently convince her
that her audience is in good hands
so that we can get home and have a baby.
I'll do my best.
Thank you.
Dude, you're gonna strip the screw.
I'm not stripping it. I'm screwing it.
Well, I'm watching it lose traction, man. Stop.
- Bro, what is your problem? - I don't know, man.
Maybe it's that this crib used to belong to my child,
who I now barely even know.
You know, we... We just emptied the room
she hardly lived in of the clothes she never wore.
Oh.
So it isn't just about the screw.
It's this morning, when Delilah said, "Just take anything."
As though Charlie's life here never existed,
which, in a way, it sort of didn't.
Yeah, it must be hard not having her here.
Dude, I couldn't even guess what size she is now.
I only see her on a screen.
How messed up is that?
Totally messed up.
I mean, Delilah made the decision
to take Charlie to France for a short visit,
then decided it would be a few months,
then decided it would be permanent.
- I know. - How could she do that?
Hmm?
How could she make such a huge decision
that would impact both your lives
and not talk to you about it?
I'm guessing that this is also not just about a stripped screw?
Couldn't be further from the screw.
Alright, thanks.
Now that I'm looking, I gotta say,
I admire the courage it took to put not just one or two,
but three Ace of Base songs on here.
I didn't even know they had a third song.
Not gonna make the ferry, are we?
Nope.
It's gonna be an hour before the tow truck gets here.
Hey, it's okay.
I mean, I'm sorry your plans didn't work out,
but what happened to the easy-going Katherine
from this morning?
I-I guess we could go for a walk on the beach while we wait.
There she is.
Let's go.
Hey, thanks for letting me change here.
The idea of waking up Walter during his nap
just terrifies me.
He's like a mean bear even when he's well-rested.
Mm. Okay, so here's what I have.
Uh, I left the one with skateboarding snowmen
in the closet, but I can grab it for you
if you're looking to make a statement.
Yeah, I'm not sure I have the confidence for that,
so let's just try this one.
Good call.
So, what time is Vali expecting you?
She's not. It's a surprise.
She's going with a bunch of friends,
and one of the kids' parents rented a limo,
so there should be plenty of room for me.
Well, I mean, you definitely look limo-worthy.
Thanks.
Well, uh, I'm out.
Oh, almost forgot.
What do you think?
Too old-fashioned?
It's perfect.
Catch you later.
Have fun!
Carol helped us every step of the way with Tyrell,
and by "helped," I mean she relentlessly inspected our lives
with a fine-tooth comb to make sure
that we'd be great foster parents for Tyrell.
I could have her placed tonight
with a family I've fully vetted.
Is that something you'd consider?
Well, I wouldn't have until I saw Regina
with Tyrell this morning.
I mean, if my daughter can have a relationship like that
with someone, then, uh...
Dad! I almost pet a duck.
That's the good news.
The bad news is, well, we lost Spud.
Turns out potatoes don't float.
Honey, I want you to meet someone.
Hi.
What's going on?
I've been telling this nice woman
about what we've been going through,
and she's gonna help us.
You told her?
- Well... - But they'll take me away.
No.
No!
Daniella!
If I were going to my boyfriend's parents' house
for the first time,
I'm saying my "pleases," my "thank yous,"
and my "what can I brings?"
Yeah, I understand how, uh,
disappointing first impressions can be...
Sharon from Swampscott,
uh, which we will discuss further
after this commercial break.
Oh, boy.
What are you doing in here?
Maggie, I handled this poorly, and I'm sorry.
When Colton reached out, all I was thinking about was...
Your career. Yeah, I know.
Not just that.
When I was, um, in college, I went through something awful.
I was at a frat party, and...
it all started with a racist dare.
And afterwards, the therapist the school put me with
was an ancient old guy, who I'm sure meant well,
but I, um... I just couldn't open up to him.
And then when I tried to find someone that looked like me,
even outside of school, uh, there were no options available.
And that's why I became a therapist.
And that's also why, when this opportunity came up,
I wanted to take it.
I saw it as a chance to showcase a female Black therapist.
25 seconds, Maggie.
But I should've taken your feelings into consideration.
It must be so scary to step away,
but I want you to know that I will treat
your show with care,
and it will be waiting for you whenever you're ready.
Maggie, you're on in five, four...
During that break, I gave your question some thought,
Sharon, and my advice to you is, um...
We don't always have the full story,
and it's easy to make assumptions about people.
We don't know what's going on with your son's girlfriend,
but I do know that sometimes,
people do things that seem wrong,
but for the right reasons.
And so my suggestion is that you give her another chance.
And with that, I will be off the air for a few months
to start my own great new adventure...
Motherhood,
and I couldn't leave in good conscience
without knowing that you are in capable, compassionate hands,
so it is my honor to introduce Dr. Jessica Bruno.
Uh, it's time for me to pass the mic.
Oh. Uh, yeah, it's...
- Wow... Really time to pass it... - Oh, geez.
Cause I do believe I-I just...
My water just broke. Um...
Or... Or I peed a lot. I don't know.
But, um, could someone get Dr. Jessica a new chair?
- Okay, thank you. - Quick breathing.
Got it. It's fine.
We don't have to do that yet.
Oh!
There you are.
Hey, can we talk?
You remember that one time you hit your chin on a curb
and had to get stitches?
Mom and I rushed you to the ER, but you didn't cry once.
We thought, "Wow, our little girl is so brave."
Right now, I need you to be brave again.
Um, while I go look for a place for us to live,
Carol is gonna make sure you sleep in a comfy bed
in a home with a nice family.
Then I'll come and get you as soon as I can.
Just for a little bit.
I guess, if you think so.
I love you, Dad.
I love you, too.
Wait.
I'll take her.
Uh, that's nice of you,
but it's a really involved process to foster a child...
No, I mean I have space for both of them.
My place has an extra room you two can share.
You barely know me.
But I know what you're going through.
I was away from my daughter for three years,
and we're still getting over it.
I don't want that to happen to you.
Are you sure?
I am.
Someone gave me a second chance when I needed it.
Now it's my turn.
Of course you were annoyed that she spent your airline miles
without talking to you first,
but at least you know her heart was in the right place.
Yeah.
It always is.
Hey, pass me the gummy bears, will you?
Wow.
We have managed to finish off a pregnant woman's
entire junk food stash.
I don't know whether to feel ashamed or proud.
All I feel is sick.
It's great you shared your emotions with Regina.
I wish I'd been able to tell Delilah how I felt.
- Why didn't you? - You know, at the time,
I was on pills, going through a divorce, and then rehab.
I didn't feel like I deserved to speak up
about what I wanted as a parent.
But that's not who you are anymore.
You got to talk to Delilah.
Ah...
They've been away for so long now,
it feels like I've missed my shot.
Your shot?
Hey, we're talking about parenthood,
not a basketball game.
When it comes to your kids, it's never too late.
Oh, it's happening.
Yo, Maggie's water just broke.
- Oh. You know what? - Dude, it's...
Alright. Wait. Listen. Hey, do me a favor.
Check this out. I might...
I might have stripped that screw right there.
Oh.
No room in the limo, I take it?
Oh, no, there was plenty of room, actually,
including a seat next to Vali's friend Brody,
who wasn't so much her friend as a guy with perfect teeth
and a thing for my girlfriend.
Or should I say ex-girlfriend?
Oh, Tyrell, I'm so sorry.
I-It's okay.
Honestly, we weren't doing all that great,
but I thought she'd at least let me know
if she was into another guy.
You know, my mom says that heartbreak
is like a sprained ankle.
Hurts so bad you think you're never gonna get over it,
but one day, you wake up, and you're back on your feet.
Thanks.
Thanks for that.
And for this.
I wanted to drop it off before my train to New Haven.
Mm.
Oh. You know, actually, uh, my band
is playing there in a few weeks.
I can comp you and your friends tickets if you want.
That'd be cool.
See you then.
Great.
You know what?
Here.
For your help today.
One more time for posterity.
How happy are you that I never stopped filming?
Very, very, very happy.
Okay, now... Now this last piece
should just click in right here, like...
Ho ho!
- Yo, we make a good team, bro. - Dude!
Yes, we do.
Oh, no. Except this side.
Yeah, the... the... The bunny's upside down.
This piece was, like, step three.
- Oh, you're so close. - Ooh!
Quick, we're turning it around. They will never know the difference.
Right, right. Come on, come on. Hustle, hustle, hustle.
Ohh!
- Okay. - There she is!
We are so excited for you.
Thank you. Now please leave.
Anyone not about to become a mom or a dad right now,
please exit that way.
- Oh, boy. - Gotcha.
- Oh, boy! - Good luck, Maggie.
We love you.
Be right back.
Hey, fellas, wait.
Uh, guys.
Um, before you go, could you, uh...
not?
It's just, I-I-I don't know
what's about to happen in there, you guys.
I mean, I do in a biological sense,
but I-I would just feel better if...
If you were both close... Close by.
I don't know, man. There are couple other births
I was trying to get to tonight.
Don't worry. We're not going anywhere.
Yeah.
What he said.
Thanks.
You got it, man.
Did sand get harder to walk in?
Well, at least we'll have calves of steel by nightfall.
And sweat-soaked clothes by 10 minutes ago.
Oh, let's turn around
when we hit that, uh, picnic up there.
Wow, people are very trusting.
Yeah.
Wait a minute.
Is that a slap bracelet?
Is that my slap bracelet?
Is... Is this the beach where I asked you to homecoming?
The last time we were here,
I made a really big mistake,
so it just made sense to come back,
now that I can finally make it up to you.
I spent a lot of the past few years being disappointed.
Nothing ever turned out the way
that I thought it would, but the minute
I walked into that tattoo parlor,
I realized everything that I saw as setbacks
were just turns leading me back to you.
Oh, my God.
Greta Strobe...
will you marry me?
But... But I thought you said...
I know what I said before, but...
you bring a joy into my life
that I haven't felt since the last time we were on this beach,
and getting that back has made me the best version of myself,
and I never want to lose that.
You never will.
Is that a yes?
I'm a lawyer.
I'm... I'm gonna need a verbal commitment.
Yes.
Of... Of course.
Yes.
May I?
Wait a minute.
But what about the car breaking down?
- I faked it. - No!
And the cootie catcher?
Oh, every flap said "Martha's Vineyard."
Oh, wow.
You have, like, Kerry Washington level acting chops.
Thank you.
I will give my Emmy speech on the ferry,
which we need to hustle to
if we're gonna make our lighthouse dinner.
But first...
Oh, my God.
Maggie's in labor.
Good thing we already got champagne.
Let's go show the baby that ring.
You asked me to marry you!
You said yes!
Breathe.
And breathe.
Hey, Gary.
We need you over here.
My assistant midwife is stuck in traffic.
But I've come so far.
I'm here, I'm here, I'm here.
Okay. Alright.
Uggh, this hurts so bad!
Uh! Gary, can you push a little harder?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Oh, that feels good. - Okay.
Oh, your warm hands feel good.
It's so cold. Ooh!
Alexa, set thermostat to 80 degrees.
The heat is set to 80.
And, Alexa,
play "Relaxing Baby Being Born Playlist for Maggie."
Playing "Relaxing Baby Being Born Playlist for Maggie."
Oh, that's sweet.
? Un-break my heart ?
He's really pumping the Toni Braxton today.
I'm not hating it.
- We brought sustenance. - Did we miss it?
Uh, no, you're just in time.
You two are lifesavers.
Gina, no, about this morning...
No, I'm sorry about the miles.
I shouldn't have used them without talking to you first.
No, you were just doing what felt right,
and, honestly, it wasn't even about the miles.
It's... It's... It's like you said...
Things have been crazy,
and I was looking forward to us being alone together,
without some old man snoring so loud
it feels like we're at a rave.
I know. I was looking forward to that, too.
So, I've been thinking that the inside of a hotel room
on the Cape probably looks a lot
like the inside of a hotel room in Kona,
so I booked one.
You... You booked it without talking to me first?
Too soon?
Okay.
Good. Good. You're doing great.
Okay, breathe. Breathe, breathe.
Ah. Yeah.
Alexa, stop playing "Relaxing Baby Being Born
Playlist for Maggie"!
Okay.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
Uh, not... not very relaxing, I guess.
I'm sorry, baby.
I usually suggest more quiet or ambient tones.
Yeah, that's what Enya is.
That's what she is.
I feel like I've been pushing forever.
It's okay.
Does this part usually take this long?
Okay, well, um, I see his head.
You do?!
Yeah, he's right here.
His heart rate's good.
I-I'm just trying to rotate his shoulder into a better position.
It's stuck behind the pubic bone.
What does that mean?
Does that mean we need to go to a hospital,
like, right now?
Look, if we need to move, we'll move,
but right now, I just need you to follow my lead.
Baby, you're... You're doing so good.
You're doing so good.
You're doing great, Maggie.
He's right there.
Ed, pass the guac.
Uh-oh.
What, uh-oh?
Gary asked me to have the car running and ready.
Hey. And out. Yeah.
You're doing so good.
You're doing so good, sweetheart.
Okay, Maggie, we need to try a different position
to get this little guy out.
I'm gonna have you roll onto your back.
Okay, we're gonna roll you up, okay?
Might get a little uncomfortable.
We're gonna do this together.
- Alright. Gotcha. - There you go.
There it is.
Okay.
Alright, babe? Yeah? Yeah?
- Alright. You ready? I gotcha. - Okay.
Gary, follow my lead.
Put your hand right here.
Right here.
- Grab her foot. - Grab her foot. Alright.
Now, when I say, "Push," I need you both to push.
Okay.
You can do this.
Oh, you've got it!
She delivered the baby!
Mm!
My God, he's so tiny.
He's beautiful, and perfectly healthy.
Thank you.
You did a great job, all three of you.
Huh.
You were amazing, babe.
This guy's pretty amazing, too.
Hi.
You're here. You made it.
How was your trip?
Exhausting?
Yeah, tell me about it.
Mm...
You know, I'd say it's nice to meet you,
but somehow, it just feels like we've known you forever.
Yeah.
Except he's even more handsome than I thought.
He looks just like me.
- I can't wait. - Are we too late?
I'm pretty sure.
We heard a baby crying a little while ago.
And you're positive it was a baby, not Gary?
Oh, yeah. We've spent enough time in this hallway to know
what Gary bawling sounds like.
This is a new person noise.
- So, how'd it go? - Amazing.
Your tip for stalling the car totally worked.
Although driving it back felt a little different.
I might have done some actual damage.
Greta. Wait, I-I just realized
you and the baby are birthday twins.
I know. Do you think, next year,
he'll want to go halfsies on a birthday magician?
Well, if this kid is anything like Gary,
he's going to love magic.
O-kay.
Um, excuse me.
What is this?
Is this what I think it is?
We're engaged.
- What?! - Man. Oh, my God.
- Congratulations! - Thank you.
Oh! My God!
That's great. That's so great.
Hello, everyone.
It's twins.
- What?! - Whoa.
- Awesome. - Wait. How?
I'm kidding.
Come meet our baby.
Everybody, this is Javier Chad Mendez.
- He's so sweet. - He is.
Excuse me.
He's so small.
Hey, D.
- Hi. - Hi.
Do we have a new member of the family?
We do. Javier.
He's got his mom's eyes and his dad's knack for making me smile.
Oh, that's amazing.
Oh, my gosh. I'm so happy.
Give him a kiss.
- Send me pictures immediately. - I will.
Oh, hey, D, there's actually something I want
to talk to you about.
Yeah?
Yeah.
I just think, with all this excitement about the new baby,
it really got me thinking about...
How much I miss Charlie and...
Okay, I'm so sorry, Eddie. Hold on one second.
It's... It's the realtor. Hi. I'll be right with you.
Sorry. We keep missing each other.
Your realtor?
Yeah, the house sold.
What?
I know. I know.
I never thought it would, but I just accepted an offer,
and all that's left are inspections and escrow, and...
And that's it, you know?
It's finally gonna be behind me.
Uh, I gotta go.
I'm sorry. I'll call you later.
Tell everyone I love them.
Chad is for your brother, right, Maggie?
And Javier for your grandpa.
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