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Annie: Tell me it's over. Tell me it's a done deal.

J.R.: Well, the judge banged his gavel, and now my divorce is final.

Annie: Finally!

J.R.: But Marissa's on her way over here. She has to hash out the custody scheduling.

Annie: No, no. No more hiding. No.

J.R.: We can't take a chance of her finding out that you knocked her out and robbed her.

Annie: I explained all that, and you said that you understood. You gave her her stupid bracelet back. I mean, why does Marissa get to control everything?

J.R.: She doesn't. It's over, Annie, just like I promised it would be. When are you gonna start trusting me?

Scott: Where is this coming from?

Madison: I don't want to talk.

Scott: All right --

Cara: Hey. Sorry about that.

Tad: Hey. That for me?

Cara: Oh, no, actually, no.

Tad: I miss out again.

Cara: No, it's for my brother, actually. He likes to carbo load before a surgery, and this is for Kendall, you know, 'cause she's in the hospital.

Tad: Well, if you're busy, we can see each other some other --

Cara: No, no. It's fine. I'm not busy. I'm not busy. Actually, I have a few minutes, long enough to color a big bright, yellow, smiley sun.

Tad: Really?

Cara: Yeah, but I -- that sounded kind of weird. What I -- the kids. They're upstairs. They're doing artwork for their moms.

Tad: Oh, oh. Well, I just wanted to stop by long enough to say thanks.

Cara: For -- ?

Tad: No, I mean, for real. From the heart. I wasn't the world's most appreciative P.I. when you gave me that list of the work schedule, but you deserve a pat on the back 'cause you really helped me narrow things down a bit.

Cara: Ok, so does this mean I get my deputy P.I. badge now or what?

Tad: No.

Cara: Darn.

Tad: But do you think you could find out what bar the female doctors like to go to? It would help.

Cara: Haven't given up on the ladies' angle, have you?

Tad: Never. And apparently they don't share the secret of their favorite watering hole with the male staff members, so --

Cara: Ok, let me think here. I've got an idea.

Tad: Oh, God.

Cara: Oh, yes. It's a good one. I can buy you a round of drinks and get you in under --

Tad: Cara.

Cara: Wait! Under the radar, and then after a few margaritas, yes, the hospital drug thief will be spilling her guts.

Tad: No.

Cara: Yes! I can --

Tad: No! No.

Cara: Jake didn't tell you to keep me away from this, did he? Huh. Well -- I can't live like this.

Tad: Like what?

Cara: Like I'm sick.

Kendall: I have just lost my husband, and there are these things floating around in my head like pieces of the puzzle that I just can't put back together. So excuse me for not being at my best.

Griffin: That's more like it.

Kendall: What?

Griffin: Zach told me all about you, told me you never gave up, never backed down, were feisty as hell. Well, get angry, Kendall. Show some fight, because it may be the only thing that saves your life.

Erica: Why is he still here?

Guard: The roads are very icy, Miss Kane.

Erica: Yeah, I understand the roads are icy. I understand that, but this man, this criminal is very dangerous.

David: What are you so worried about, Erica? That I'll share a little secret?

Erica: I have no idea what you're talking about.

David: I'm pretty sure Kendall would. You know, as a matter of fact, I think it's important that I see my patient, Kendall Slater, before we leave.

Erica: I told you to stay away from my daughter. Officer, you hear the threats he's making. Please, keep him away from my daughter. Keep him away.

Guard: Yes, Miss Kane.

Griffin: Where have you been?

Erica: How's Kendall?

Griffin: I've given her some medication to keep her relaxed, some oxygen to help with her breathing, but I'm still worried about her mindset.

Erica: I'll talk to her.

Griffin: Wait. Before you go in, is there anything else I should know about Kendall's state of mind?

Erica: What do you mean?

Griffin: I mean, she's been talking about some piece of a puzzle that's lost somewhere in her mind. Do you have any idea what she meant by that?

Tad: Why would Jake think you're sick?

Cara: Because I was sick. You know, I was sick when I was a little girl. I had leukemia. And it was rough, it was horrible, and -- I can't believe I just told you that.

Tad: It's ok. It's all right.

Cara: I mean, it's actually not ok, because I haven't really told anybody for years. Actually, I didn't even tell Jake until recently, and I barely know you and -- well, there it is. It's right out in the open.

Tad: That's fine. Mum's the word. I'm not gonna say anything. And it's me. I mean, people tell me things. You know, it's sort of a knack, a skill, a talent. It comes in handy with the P.I. shtick every once in a while.

Cara: Is that right?

Tad: Yeah.

Cara: Oh. Whew!

Tad: No, I'm serious. I'm not trying to make you feel good, either. I'm telling you. It's the eyes, the smile -- it's the whole package. Spend 20 minutes with me, I cock my eyebrow. Next thing you know, you're telling me your worst nickname from high school.

Cara: Oh, my gosh. No. Don't raise that talented eyebrow, 'cause I'll just rip it right off.

Tad: I'll bet you would.

Cara: Ha ha! No.

Tad: It's a far cry from a kid with leukemia.

Cara: It's a very far cry.

Tad: Good on you. Good on you. If it means anything, after knowing you this long, I never would have guessed.

Cara: That's good. That's the way I like it. You know, the whole people-tell-you-things talent?

Tad: Mm-hmm.

Cara: I think it's what makes you a good friend, too.

J.R.: How did your meeting with Dr. Burke go, anyway?

Annie: Very positive. It was so helpful to be able to talk to somebody about my feelings.

J.R.: Glad to hear it. I want to hear all about it as soon as Marissa and I work out these custody arrangements.

Annie: Maybe I should be a part of that discussion.

J.R.: No. No. Marissa and I have a lot to work out still. We don't want to be springing anything else on her. I'll tell you what. How about you go through the back, and I'll call you when we're finished, ok? All right.

Marissa: Hey.

J.R.: Hi.

Marissa: I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long.

J.R.: No, no. I just didn't feel like discussing A.J. at the courthouse. I feel like we can handle that.

Marissa: Yeah, I mean it's strange, and in many ways it feels like we've broken up forever, but in all other ways --

J.R.: It's like we were married yesterday. I know. Listen, I'm sorry for everything that happened, everything I did.

Marissa: I know, but it's not all your fault. We both know there's somebody else who shares the blame.

Scott: No, wait, wait -- wait a minute.

Madison: What? What is it? What's wrong?

Scott: It's just that --

Madison: It's me.

Scott: No, no.

Madison: I'm pregnant --

Scott: No, no.

Madison: And fat and popping out of my clothes.

Scott: No, listen to me. You're not fat, ok? You're -- beautiful. Listen to me. I was hurt by Annie really bad, ok? And I ended up sleeping with someone else. I think that was just both of us trying to make ourselves feel better, but -- in the end, it was a huge mistake, and it ended up costing everyone everything.

Madison: Ok, but neither one of us is married or even involved with anyone else.

Scott: So you're completely done with Ryan, huh?

Madison: I wasn't kissing Ryan just now. I was kissing you.

Scott: Yes, after a run-in with Ryan and Greenlee.

Madison: Ok. So I was hurt.

Scott: I know. I know, but you know, getting crazy on these sheets, it's -- it's not gonna make it go away.

Madison: Well, that depends how crazy.

Scott: No, that's true.

Madison: Thank you very much for reminding me what a mess I'm in.

Scott: No, hey, listen to me. That's not what I'm doing here. Look, you don't think I'm loving this right now? I mean, I just got out of prison. To think that you'd be waiting for me here, and I would be turning you down, are you kidding me? Gonna kick myself in the morning for being so damned noble. But I don't know, just -- the timing of everything, it just -- where we were headed, it just seemed kind of wrong. But under any other circumstances, believe me, I'd be all over it. I would be all over you. I would.

Madison: Guess I'm pretty bad at the seduction stuff.

Scott: No, no. I think you're pretty spectacular.

[Cell phone rings]

Scott: Yeah.

Madison: It's from Kendall's house. She could be out of the hospital. Hello? Oh, hey, Sandra. Oh. Uh-huh. Ok, yeah, it's no problem. I'll be right over. Yeah.

Scott: What's going on?

Madison: It was Kendall's nanny. She needs to leave, and I'm on the list of emergency sitters. Kendall being in the hospital is an emergency, so --

Scott: Yeah, ok, well, I didn't know you babysit, too.

Madison: I have many talents.

Scott: I will give you a ride there.

Madison: You don't have to do that.

Scott: Well, I gave you a ride here, so unless you want to walk, you are stuck with me.

Annie: Ooh, honey, I'm sorry I kept you waiting so long, but I was dealing with something that was really important. And after you spend some time with your daddy, I have some very exciting things to tell you about.

Emma: What kind of things?

Annie: It's about our future. It's gonna be a great new start for us. Where is your daddy, though? Oh, hey.

Ryan: Hey. I'm sorry that I'm late. I tried calling you, but you weren't picking up. Hi!

Emma: Hi.

Annie: Now that you're here --

Ryan: About that, actually -- I was so looking forward to our night together.

Annie: What do you mean, you were looking forward to it?

Ryan: Well, I was wondering if we could switch nights.

Annie: What is more important than spending time with your daughter, Ryan?

Ryan: Kendall is in the hospital, ok? It's very serious.

Annie: It is amazing how you can care about every single one of your exes except me.

Erica: Kendall should not be focusing on pieces of a puzzle that don't even exist, especially not now. She needs a shot of courage from her mother. How are you feeling, sweetheart?

Kendall: Just -- I'm exhausted.

Erica: You're gonna feel so much better after the surgery.

Kendall: I just keep thinking about all the what-ifs. I've got two little boys at home who need me. I've got great friends. I have a loving sister. I have a mother who would go to hell and back for me. And even with all of that --

Erica: You still miss Zach.

Kendall: If only --

Erica: If only he were here. I know. If he were here, he would tell you to fight like hell.

Kendall: He would say that, right?

Erica: He would. You know he would. We both know he would.

Kendall: I'm trying. Honestly, Mom, I am trying so hard.

Erica: You try harder. And I'll be here right with you every step of the way.

Kendall: I wish I could shake whatever these things are that are going on in my head.

Erica: Don't you let anything hold you back. Go, go. Kendall? What is it?

Kendall: Nothing. I'm fine. It was just -- just more images.

Erica: It's probably a result of the medication. And once the surgery is over --

Kendall: No, I think we need to postpone the surgery.

Erica: No, honey, no, no. You can't do that.

Kendall: But, Mom, no. There are all these things swirling around in my head right now.

Erica: You just push them all away.

Kendall: I'm not sure I have the strength to do that right now. Can you talk to my doctor, please? Just tell Griffin I need more time.

Erica: No. What you need is to remember who you are and all you have survived. You are Kendall Hart Slater. And you shout that to whatever is swirling around in your beautiful little head. And you just drown out all of that with your confidence.

Cara: Hey, hey. This would be not so fresh out of the oven. All right. For you.

Griffin: A-ha.

Cara: Yes.

Griffin: My pre-surgery carbo fix.

Cara: Of course.

Griffin: You remembered.

Cara: You think I'd ever forget? Nice. Yeah. Wow. Don't need to kill it, brother, ok? It didn't do anything to you.

Griffin: I know.

Cara: All right. Look, it's gonna be fine. Ok?

Griffin: I know. You make the incision. You clamp the aorta.

Cara: I'm not talking about the nuts and bolts. I'm talking about Kendall.

Griffin: Kendall's a patient with a plumbing problem.

Cara: Yes, she is a patient, but this patient's case is one that you've spent a lot of time on. Can we admit that?

Griffin: I admit that this is really good pasta.

Ryan: Would you please calm down?

Annie: No. I am not gonna let you make me look like the bad guy again.

Ryan: Ok, Ems, Mommy and Daddy's gotta talk for a second, ok? We gotta figure something out, ok, babe? What is wrong with you?

Annie: Me? I am not the one dropping all of my responsibilities to go take care of some sick friend.

Ryan: I'm asking you to switch nights. Why is that such a huge problem?

Annie: It's none of your business, Ryan.

Ryan: Let me guess. J.R. I'm really sorry if Kendall's emergency surgery is getting in the way of your date night, Annie.

Annie: I just have a lot riding on tonight, ok? Ryan, please.

Ryan: What do you mean "riding on -- " you're acting like there's some kind of deadline here. Annie, what's going on?

Annie: Nothing -- nothing is going on. Look, I know I've been a mess lately, but after tonight, everything's gonna be better, ok? I'll spend more time with Emma. Just please. It's important. I'll take care of her after this --

Ryan: Hey! Guess what. It's gonna work out. We're gonna hang out together after all. Ok?

Emma: All right.

Ryan: Ok. Ready to go?

Emma: Yep.

Ryan: All right. Got this.

Annie: Don't forget your bag.

Ryan: Take care of yourself. Come on.

Annie: Bye, sweetie. I love you.

Emma: Love you, too.

Annie: You'll see, Emma. You'll see. After tonight, we're gonna have a whole new fresh start.

Marissa: I remember the first time that I came here. I had never seen anything like it. It just kept going. There were so many rooms and so many things. I fell in love with it. And then I hated it. It felt big and cold and empty, just like a big show.

J.R.: Well, how about now?

Marissa: Well, so much has happened here.

J.R.: But this was our home. It's A.J.'s home.

Marissa: It's also the place where I was attacked and robbed.

J.R.: I realize the police have closed that investigation.

Marissa: Uh-huh, not exactly.

J.R.: You saw the police report?

Marissa: After you found the stolen things at the pawn shop, I gave them to one of the detectives to see if they could get any new leads.

J.R.: What did they find?

Kendall: It's just so hard.

Erica: I know, honey. I know it is, but you can do it. You have your two beautiful little boys to live for.

Kendall: Of course, Mom, I want to live. But every time I make progress, something just slams me right back. And now there's this thing with David.

Erica: David is going to prison, and you are going to get well. That's all you need to know.

Kendall: Then why do I keep thinking about him? Why can't I get him out of my head?

Erica: Shh -- just positive thoughts, honey. Just positive thoughts. I'm gonna go see how your surgery's going.

Griffin: Miss Kane. Is she prepared for the surgery?

Erica: I wish I could say yes. Can't you get through to her?

Griffin: I'm the doctor here, not the handholder.

Erica: Then what can I do to get her ready for this operation that will guarantee she lives?

Griffin: There are no guarantees here. The aneurysm could burst during the surgery.

Erica: No, no. You can't let that happen. You have to promise me that you will not let her die.

Griffin: I'm the best that there is, but I never make that promise.

Jack: How's she doing?

Erica: Her mind is on David, not the surgery.

Jack: Did you say anything to her?

Erica: She wants to postpone the surgery. She wants to figure things out. But if she figures things out, she'll go into that operating room a total wreck!

Griffin: Your symptoms aren't going away, Kendall.

Kendall: There's this little voice in my head that keeps telling me that now is not the right time.

Griffin: Well, could you do me a favor? Just tell that voice to shut the hell up. You can't postpone your procedure.

Kendall: I love how you call it a procedure, like I'm getting my teeth cleaned or something.

Griffin: We both know how serious this is.

Kendall: Serious enough that I could die on the table.

Griffin: With me in the operating room, the odds are in your favor. That I can promise.

Kendall: I'm too tired to argue with you.

Griffin: I didn't know we were having an argument. Ok, Kendall. If you won't talk to me, maybe I can talk to the little voice in your head. What's it saying to you that's making you so afraid?

Scott: Oh, you got me! You gotta help me, man! Oh, no! That's not fair. Help! Backup! Aah!

Madison: I think that's enough out of all three of you guys. Huh?

Ian: Aah!

Madison: Hey, how would you feel about a pizza-popcorn movie night?

Scott: Yay! Pizza! In fact, you know what, I am on it. And I am gonna have that pizza delivered.

Madison: Ok. All right.

[Doorbell rings]

Madison: Oh.

Scott: Who's that?

Emma: Madison!

J.R.: So the only fingerprints on the wallet and the bracelet were mine and the guy at the pawn shop's.

Marissa: Right.

J.R.: That surprises you.

Marissa: Yeah, a little. You'd think whoever broke in here would have left some fingerprints somewhere.

J.R.: All that tells me is the guy wiped the prints before he pawned it.

Marissa: Yeah. And the pawnbroker backed your story?

J.R.: Wait a minute. My story?

Marissa: I'm sorry. I just -- I'll be honest. I thought that maybe Annie had something to do with this. But I guess when I'm wrong, I'm wrong.

J.R.: And that's one of the qualities I've always admired about you. I just wish some of it would have rubbed off on me.

Marissa: Oh, come on. You do have some good qualities.

J.R.: Oh, yeah? Where?

Marissa: I'm serious. You do, or else I would never have fallen in love with you. Anyway, the important thing is that we stay on good terms for A.J.

J.R.: Yeah, thank you. Thank you for everything you've done for me and A.J.

Madison: I'm so happy to see you.

Emma: Me too.

Madison: You know, Scott's inside. Want to say hi?

Emma: Yes.

Ryan: Hey, I had no idea that you and Scott were, uh -- here.

Madison: Well, we're emergency babysitters.

Scott: So how you doing?

Ryan: Yeah, I'm good. Yeah, you?

Scott: Can't complain.

Ryan: Honestly, I just brought Emma here because I thought maybe Sandra could watch her for a couple hours. That was all.

Madison: Oh, go. I'll watch her.

Ryan: No. Are you kidding me? You got the boys. I'm not gonna overwhelm you.

Scott: And we also got pizza, popcorn, and a movie. So, please --

Madison: Yes, of course, Emma can stay. I miss her.

Ryan: You sure? Yeah, ok. All right. And I'll let you guys know how Kendall's doing. I'll give you a call, ok?

Madison: Thanks.

Ryan: All right. Ems?

Emma: Yeah?

Ryan: You can stay for the movie.

Scott and Emma: Yay!

Ryan: Yeah, all right. Ok, well, thanks, guys. I appreciate it.

Scott: Yeah, and let us know about Kendall.

Ryan: Yeah, definitely. Bye!

Kendall: I wish I could tell you what you want to know. I wish I could open up my brain and let all these things come pouring out, but I can't reach them. I can't get to them.

Griffin: I can't cut it out with my scalpel, either. Must be frustrating.

Kendall: It's too much. It's all too much.

Griffin: No. Maybe for some people. Not for you.

Kendall: You don't know me.

Griffin: I know what I see and what I heard from Zach. Do you not know what you are?

Kendall: What I am?

Griffin: Maybe it's because I've been all over the world and seen so many different kinds of people. You're not like most people, Kendall.

Jack: Clearly, there's no good answer to that. I mean, it's a hell of a big burden to put on her just before surgery.

Erica: If only I told her the truth from the beginning --

Jack: Yeah. But you didn't, and you can't go back.

Erica: Thank you so much for being here with me. I know we've had our problems lately --

Jack: Let's just concentrate on getting Hayward in prison where he belongs and getting Kendall well.

Kendall: These things that you're saying --

Griffin: Look, if you want me to bring your mother in here, your sister -- I'll get the whole damn town if it helps you, ok?

Kendall: No, no.

Griffin: Look, I'm not your shrink or your pep squad, but I need you to go into that O.R. with the eye of the damn tiger. Boxing gloves on, claws out, whatever the hell it takes. Do you understand me?

Kendall: Yes, I'm not stupid, ok? I know that you need to operate.

Griffin: And I can't force anyone into the right state of mind. I just need you to trust me enough so I can --

Kendall: Ok, listen. That's the problem, ok? I can't trust you. I don't know if I can trust anyone. It took me so long to be able to trust Zach. And he promised -- he promised he wouldn't leave me, and he broke our trust.

Cara: Um, I'm deeply sorry for the interruption. I just got you some stuff from home.

Kendall: Oh.

Cara: There's a robe in there, and there's some slippers. Of course, can't not have those slippers.

Kendall: Right.

Cara: And of course this.

Kendall: Oh.

Cara: Masterpiece. Masterpiece artwork.

Kendall: Thank you.

Cara: I just wanted to send you a little roomie love, that's all. And to let you know that you're in excellent hands with my brother. Ok? So, there you go. I'm gonna get out of your hair. And I will see you, Kendall, when you wake up.

Kendall: Thanks.

Cara: Can I talk to you for a second? Griff, clearly she is not in a great place, ok, but you're no better.

Griffin: Sometimes the patients just don't cooperate.

Cara: You gotta make her trust you.

Griffin: You heard what she said.

Cara: I get it. You're not really comfortable being questioned, but she needs this. Not just the surgery. So do what you do to make her trust you. Love you.

Griffin: Ok, Kendall. If trust is our issue, I guess we have to start somewhere.

Erica: Are you kidding me? What is going on? Why is he still here?

J.R.: This feels comfortable.

Marissa: Took us a while to get here. What's wrong?

J.R.: I've told that gardener to cut that branch down, like, a dozen times.

Marissa: Looks all right to me.

J.R.: You know, I didn't realize how late I've kept you here. I'm sure A.J.'s waiting.

Marissa: Yeah, I know. You're probably right. Sorry.

J.R.: You tell A.J. that I'm gonna see him first thing in the morning, pick him up for school.

Marissa: I will.

J.R.: All right.

Marissa: Hey, and one more thing, one friend to another -- be careful with Annie.

J.R.: Oh, she's ok.

Marissa: No, J.R., she's not.

J.R.: Are you afraid that she's still gonna hurt you?

Marissa: She had a pair of scissors in her hands like she was gonna use them on my face. Yeah! I was a little rattled by that. Then with all those crazy messages --

J.R.: We resolved all that, ok? It's nothing to worry about.

Marissa: It's not me that I'm worried about. Just be careful.

J.R.: Ok.

Annie: I know I'm not supposed to be here, but I was so excited about the idea of you actually being free, I couldn't wait another minute to --

J.R.: Don't. Just don't.

Annie: No, please, please, don't tell me that she pulled some legal trick to stop the divorce? She did, didn't she?

J.R.: Annie.

Annie: I told you she was going to do this. Oh, my God, that woman would do anything to keep you! What -- what did she say? What was her excuse? What, did she say A.J. had a nightmare? I told you she was going to guilt you into staying in this marriage.