[Door closes]

Alex: Hello.
Edmund: Hello. As you can see, I let myself in.
Alex: Hmm. Well, it's your property.
Edmund: Well, I hope I get credit for knocking.
Alex: Absolutely.
Edmund: I figured you'd gone for a walk.
Alex: Yes, I did. I started out, but it's just so hot.
Edmund: Well, you know, Sam and Maddie are down by the pool with Nanny Kate, if you'd like to take a dip.
Alex: Yeah, I just might brave it.
Edmund: You seem like a risk-taker to me.
Alex: Hmm. When I was younger.
Edmund: Age has mellowed you?
Alex: No. Experience.
Edmund: What have you learned?
Alex: That the only life you can ever save is your own.
Edmund: Even then there are no guarantees.
Alex: Sadly, no.
Edmund: Maria believed in medical miracles.
Alex: So I see. That book is about as dog-eared as my Keats.
Edmund: Keats is a better read.
Alex: Depends what you're reading for -- pleasure or enlightenment.
Edmund: Into what category does neurodegenerative diseases fall?
Alex: Curiosity. I am sorry that I borrowed that book without asking.
Edmund: You know, Alex, it seems we spend a lot of time apologizing to each other.
Alex: Well, I was raised to mind my P's and Q's.
Edmund: Hmm. You're not one to rip the tag out of a mattress.
Alex: Heaven forbid.
Edmund: Or leak the end of a good movie.
Alex: Oh, that is a crime punishable by law.
Edmund: Or tear a page out of a book. I was thumbing through this, just waiting for you, hoping to get some information that would help me with Dimitri's death, and lo and behold, look what I find -- no page two. It's been ripped out. What do you make of that?

Greenlee: Ahem. Dr. Martin?

Jake: Yeah.
Greenlee: Who knew your white coat concealed chiseled biceps.
Jake: Have we met?
Greenlee: In your former life as a first-year resident. You treated me in the ER.
Jake: Huh. Well, I'm drawing a blank, but that doesn't surprise me. That year I think I got all of about three hours of sleep.
Greenlee: I'm thrilled you don't remember. I had braces and a perm from hell.
Jake: Yeah. I'd love to play catch-up with you, but, as you can see, I'm a little busy.
Greenlee: I'll talk. You listen. I adore a captive audience, Jake.
Jake: And you know my name. Hmm. What's yours?
Greenlee: Greenlee Smythe.
Jake: Well, Ms. Smythe, how did we meet?
Greenlee: I was roller-skating down Pine Street and collided with a bicycle rack, gashed my leg. Gran took me to the ER And you had me in stitches, literally. You told me all these lame jokes so I'd forget about the needle for the Novocain. And your stitchery is first-class. Look, you can barely see the scar.
Jake: Well, some people heal better than others.
Greenlee: Well, your hands get all the credit. That was a compliment.
Jake: Well, thank you. Thank you.
Greenlee: It might help to talk about it.
Jake: What?
Greenlee: Whatever's bothering you.
Jake: Who says something's bothering me?
Greenlee: Well, you haven't smiled at me once.
Jake: So is that what you do? You make men smile?
Greenlee: I have my ways.
Jake: All right. My brother and his wife are going through some pretty rough times right now.
Greenlee: Well, is there anything you can do to make it better?
Jake: Aside from being supportive, I don't think so.
Greenlee: Then why don't you do something to make yourself feel better?
Jake: Is that what you do?
Greenlee: Always. Buy me a fruit smoothie and I'll share my secrets for a happy soul.

Adrian: Hey, think fast.
Belinda: Oh, I am in such bad shape.
Adrian: Oh, after a week at the space academy, you still don't have your land legs back yet?
Belinda: Well, no, not after floating around in zero gravity all that time. Do you think I could put my moon weight on my driver's license?
Adrian: Ha, ha, ha. So you had fun?
Belinda: Oh, I had a blast. But now that we are earthbound, I think I'd better find a phone and check in with the office.
Adrian: I wouldn't do that if I were you.
Belinda: No? And why not?
Adrian: Well, it's a little tricky. You have to take it nice and slow, get reaccustomed to the earth's atmosphere.
Belinda: Oh, and how long will that take?
Adrian: Well, according to my calculations, it could take all night -- those G forces finding their way back to the corresponding G spots.
Belinda: Then open the pod bay door, Hal.

[Telephone rings]

David: Yes. Erica. Oh, I was wondering if I would rate a phone call. So how's Tortuga? Are you and Bianca living it up? Well, it's good to hear it. When she comes in from riding, give her my best, will you? I really miss you, lady. My bed is definitely way too big without you. And this eight-hour sack time -- I'm telling you, it's way too much. I wake up snapping and snarling. I sounded cross when I answered? Yeah, well, it's been a difficult week. As you know, Dixie miscarried. You've been through it. I know, I know. It's a devastating loss. Nobody deserves to suffer like that, especially not Dixie.

Dixie: Stupid. I'm so stupid.
Tad: Oh, baby, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm such a jerk. I should've thrown this away. I swear I never meant to upset you.
Dixie: Oh, honey, stop.
Tad: I know we never talked about names, but I thought you would like to name the baby Bess after your mother.
Dixie: Oh, God.
Tad: I'm just -- I'm just making things worse. Baby, just stay here. I'll go get Gillian.
Dixie: No, no, no. Stay. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please, please forgive me.
Tad: You want me to forgive you?
Dixie: I didn't understand. I -- I thought when I heard you saying that losing the baby was for the best that it was because you didn't love her, that you didn't want her. But you do love her. This proves it.
Tad: Baby, of course I wanted her. I -- I was just scared. I was scared I was going to lose both of you.
Dixie: Because you loved us. And you were still willing to risk losing us. I mean, that's amazing. You blessed this baby, Tad. Naming something makes it yours. I picked the same name.
Tad: I had no idea.
Dixie: Of course you didn't. I mean, how could you? I'm so -- I just take it for granted that all you felt was relief. I should've known that you were hurting. I just -- I didn't understand. You didn't seem to feel anything. But I should've known. You were just trying to take care of me, you know, you were trying to put me back together. Who was taking care of you?
Tad: The usual suspects -- Mom, Dad, and Jake.
Dixie: And you turned to them because I wasn't there for you, because I shut you out. I just -- I was so wrapped up in my feelings, Tad, feelings I just didn't think that you shared. I'm so sorry.
Tad: Shh.
Dixie: You know, we just didn't have Bess very long. You know? Just long enough to love her.
Tad: Long enough to name her. You know, Opal once told me that she thought that I was afraid that life was like Ray Gardner, you know, just waiting around every corner to destroy everything that came my way. Maybe she's right. Because the minute I feel like I can stop holding my breath, that we own a miracle, I feel like I'm right back in the woods all over again.

[Doorbell rings]

Scott: Hi.
Becca: Hi.
Scott: Can I come in?
Becca: Please do.
Becca: You can help me pick up some of the stuff.
Scott: Our video equipment?
Becca: Yeah, Dixie's coming home today, and I don't want her tripping over cables or, you know, having a camera stuck in her face.
Scott: Yeah. Losing a baby must be the worst, huh?
Becca: Yeah, my mom has had patients that have miscarried and she says that it takes a very long time for them to heal emotionally.
Scott: Sorry for Dixie.
Becca: Yeah.
Scott: And Tad.
Becca: Dixie really wanted this baby. Watch her. She is such a great mom. She lives to be a mom. And now she's not going to get to see her little one grow.
Scott: How do you deal with something like that?
Becca: I don't know. But she's coming home today and I am so nervous. I just don't want to goof up or say the wrong thing.
Scott: You've been doing great so far.
Becca: I mean, but should I say something about the baby, or should I just let her? Oh, I don't know. She's going to be so stressed out, and it's going to be forever before things get back to normal around here.
Scott: It's true. But it's going to be real, and we have to get it on tape.

Alex: Oh. You're right. Page is missing.
Edmund: Any theory on how it might have happened?
Alex: I don't know. Perhaps your wife tore it out for some reason.
Edmund: Such as?
Alex: She needed it for a reference and didn't want to carry the entire book around. I mean, it's quite cumbersome.
Edmund: Got another theory?
Alex: Children. They are notoriously hard on books. I know when I was 3, I scribbled my name through an entire copy of "Ulysses."
Edmund: So you think this is the fine hand of Sam or Maddie?
Alex: It's possible.
Edmund: Maria treasured her books too much to damage them. My money's on the kids.
Alex: You're not going to punish them, are you?
Edmund: Nah. They're too young to know any better.
Alex: Before you go, I left a message with my solicitor and he's going to fax you a copy of Dimitri's will, so you should be getting it soon.
Edmund: I appreciate that.
Alex: And as for the book -- I know you were looking for answers. So was I. But you're not going to get any comfort there.
Edmund: I was hoping something would just jump off the page and explain why my brother died, something to make it real.
Alex: Then I suggest you contact Dr. Silbert over at Seaview hospital.
Edmund: He's the doctor who signed my brother's death certificate.
Alex: Mm-hmm. He took me aside and he explained what had happened to my husband in terms that I could understand. And he helped me to accept what had been up until that point unacceptable. Perhaps he can resolve some of your questions.
Edmund: May
be I'll give him a call. Alex: Yeah.
Edmund: Well, I have some errands to run. See you later.

[Alex picks up the phone as soon as Edmund leaves]

Alex: Dr. Silbert, please. It's Alexandra Marick. Doctor? Hi. I just wanted to give you a heads-up that you may be getting a phone call from a Edmund Grey. Yeah, Dimitri's brother. Apparently he's unsatisfied with what he's learned so far about his brother's death. So if he should contact you you do know exactly what to say. Now, there's a research library at Pine Valley Hospital, yeah? There's a book I have to get. Ok. Thank you. I'll speak to you later. Bye-bye.

Belinda: Hmm. How you got me to hang-glide I will never know.
Adrian: Oh, you were jazzed.
Belinda: Yeah, after I got over my initial terror.
Adrian: Yeah, well, that's the thrill factor -- a little adventure with an edge.
Belinda: Well, it certainly helped having you as a partner, knowing that you trusted me with your life.
Adrian: Just like you trusted me. You know, that says a lot, Belinda.
Belinda: It says a mouthful.

Greenlee: So, I have to hit the showers and get back to the station.
Jake: All right, Greenlee. "Greenlee." I bet you there's a story behind that name.
Greenlee: There is. It goes great with dinner and a bottle of wine.
Jake: Hmm. Well, something to look forward to.
Greenlee: Yeah. My work here's done. Ciao, Jake.
Jake: Ciao.

Jake: Hey. Hey.
Adrian: Whoa.
Jake: Welcome home.
Belinda: Hey.
Adrian: Nobody said we're exactly thrilled to be back.
Jake: You heard the news?
Belinda: What news?
Jake: About Tad and Dixie.
Adrian: We haven't talked to anyone since we got back.
Belinda: No, what about Tad and Dixie?
Jake: They lost the baby. Dixie had a miscarriage.
Belinda: Oh, dear God.
Adrian: When?
Jake: It was yesterday.
Belinda: I'm so sorry.
Adrian: No. Nobody in the world wanted a baby more than Dixie. How the Lord sees fit to take a life before it has a chance to draw its first breath -- it's not fitting, man. It's just not fair, you know?
Belinda: Is Dixie still in the hospital?
Jake: No, actually, she's scheduled to be released this afternoon.

Becca: So Dixie's lost her baby and all you care about is your video?
Scott: No. I hate what's happened.
Becca: Then please try and respect that.
Scott: I do. Look, a tribute to Tad and Dixie, showing their strength, their love for each other, even during such a terrible time in their lives.
Becca: You can't exploit that, though.
Scott: It's not exploitation. It's inspiration. We focus the last part of the documentary on Tad and Dixie's marriage, the happy ending. How do they do it.
Becca: This is not a happy ending.
Scott: But it's not over. Don't you see? Tad and Dixie use love to get over the hurdles. And if they can get through this, well, then there's hope for the miserable slobs like us who are just hanging on by our fingernails.
Becca: How do you know they're going to make it through?
Scott: Some things you just know. And that's why I want to leave the camera right where it is. Becca, are you going to roll with me on this or are we going to do a quick fade?

Dixie: You know, everybody keeps saying that these things happen for a reason, you know, but I'd like to know what reason, you know, what I'm supposed to learn from this. You know, like, what, I should lie down more often, put my feet up, you know?
Tad: No.
Dixie: Take more naps?
Tad: Dixie, you can't even think that.
Dixie: I just -- you know, maybe I jinxed this by telling everybody I was pregnant.
Tad: Honey, honey, honey, that's not the way it works.
Dixie: Well, you know, somebody better tell me how it works because I'm really beginning to wonder. I heard this thing on the radio. This woman, you know, was arrested, and she had a 2-year-old with cigarette burns all over her legs. You know? Why does a monster like that get to have children? You know, do I have a right to say that, you know, or even think it?
Tad: Would you have been happier if Ray Gardner never had children? If I'd never been born?
Dixie: Oh, honey. You know that's not true. I mean, of course not. I love you. You're my life. I just, you know, wonder if there was something that I could've done, you know, to keep this from happening.
Tad: No. No. Dixie, look at me. You've got to get that through your head. You didn't do anything wrong. You did everything right. You followed the doctor's orders to the letter. Baby, this isn't a punishment. No matter how bad it hurts, you did nothing wrong. We did nothing wrong. We didn't do anything to cause this.
Dr. Clader: Dixie, I've signed you out. Why aren't you home resting?
Dixie: Hi. Um -- Dr. Clader, I have a couple of questions regarding this miscarriage. I was wondering, you know, if you had the time if you would --
Dr. Clader: Of course. Of course. Tell me what's troubling you.
Tad: You know -- baby, if it's ok, I think I'm going to step out in the hall for a minute.
Dixie: Oh, yeah. Go, go. Go ahead. I won't be long, ok?
Tad: I'll be right outside.
Dixie: Ok.

Dixie: I want you to tell me exactly what happened, why I lost this baby.

David: Tad, how's Dixie?
Tad: "How's Dixie?" What kind of question is that? How do you think she is? You're her doctor, for God's sake. You should've seen this coming

Adrian: Look, you mind if we cut this short?
Belinda: No. You want to swing by Tad and Dixie's later?
Adrian: I lost a nephew or a niece. Tad and Dixie are grieving right now, and family's the most important thing.
Jake: Actually, I haven't seen Dixie since the miscarriage. I kind of get the feeling that her and Tad need some time alone. You know?
Adrian: All right. Then I'll wait a while. But you're not saying that there's anything, any trouble or anything between those two, are you?
Jake: Well, you know, you can't just lose a child and walk away without scars.
Belinda: Sounds like you were hit, too.
Jake: Yeah. I found out when I was in the park with Colby. I took her back to Liza and it was all I could do to let her go.
Adrian: How's Tad?
Jake: He's scared.
Adrian: Yeah. He's afraid that nothing good will come his way, and if it does, it won't stay. Tad and I are cut the same way -- travel light, keep it fast, and when something hits you, you keep walking like nothing ever happened, find yourself a little private place where no one can watch you bleed to death. My brother's bleeding right now and he needs my help.

Tad: She was in your office the day it happened, which means you screwed up. You missed the signs.
David: Tad, there weren't any signs.
Tad: There must have been something. Because you, what, you give her a clean bill of health, she walks out of your office, and miscarries? What is that?
David: What happened to Dixie is tragic.
Tad: No, what happened to Dixie was -- was malpractice. It was criminal negligence. And if I do anything, I'm going to make damn sure you're brought up on charges.
David: I would willingly rot in jail if it could bring Dixie's baby back.
Tad: So you admit it? You admit you made a mistake? You feel guilty?
David: I feel sad for both of you.
Tad: Yeah, for all the good it does. You should feel ashamed of yourself. You're a doctor. You're supposed to save lives.
David: As I recall, Tad, Dixie was the life that you wanted me to save. You wanted me to advise her to end her pregnancy.
Tad: That was -- that was --
David: All right, look, when Dixie came to me, I listened. That is the most important job for a doctor. Skill and expertise of course factor in, but what people usually need is someone to really hear what they're saying.
Joe: Excuse me. Is there a problem?
Tad: No, no.
David: Your son was having some legitimate concerns regarding Dixie's treatment.
Joe: Uh-huh. Anything I should be aware of?
David: Dixie came to see me for her regular checkup the day that she miscarried. She appeared healthy and well, asymptomatic of any recurring heart problems.
Joe: And you performed a physical examination?
David: I monitored her blood pressure and listened to her heart. I didn't perform a pelvic exam. I'm not her ob-gyn, and it wasn't indicated.
Joe: And Dixie didn't complain of any pain or cramping?
David: No, nothing -- nothing to indicate that she or the baby were in extremis. I left the examining room for a little while to order a routine blood test for protein levels, anemia, and when I came back, Dixie had left.
Tad: Before the examination was over?
David: That's right. She left a note on my chair saying that she had to pick up Jamie and Junior from day camp.
Joe: Son, something like this happens, it's only natural to want to blame someone. But in most cases, a miscarriage indicates the fetus wasn't viable. As for a reason why, maybe the answer's not as important as acceptance. Look, your mom and I are going to drop by the house later on today. Give Dixie our love and know that our hearts and our prayers are with both of you.

David: I'll be around if you have any more questions Tad.

Dr. Clader: I realize these numbers aren't very reassuring, but between 10% and 30% of all pregnancies end in miscarriage, most in the first 10 weeks.
Dixie: Why?
Dr. Clader: Number of reasons. Fetal abnormalities, chromosome problems, developmental defects. It's nature's way.
Dixie: Nothing about this feels normal or natural.
Dr. Clader: I know.
Dixie: You know, I have another question to ask you, and it's kind of hard to ask. There's a lot riding on it.
Dr. Clader: You want to know if you can conceive another baby and bring it to term? Hmm?
Dixie: Well, you know, if I lost this baby because I have a heart condition or because I only have one kidney, you know, maybe it's wrong for me to hope and I should --
Dr. Clader: Dixie, Dixie, you lost your baby and it's right for you to mourn that loss, but your health was not the reason it happened.

[Edmund remembers the conversation with Joe and Alexandra]

Joe's voice: Mrs. Marick, it was never my intention to cause you pain.
Alex: I know that. You're just trying to help him come to terms with his brother's death. But the irony is I have been trying to do that since we first met and you simply won't believe a word I say.
Edmund: I am simply trying to understand. There are some details that don't make any sense.
Alex: You feel helpless because your brother is dead and you want to do something for him, and nothing would please you more than to expose me as a fraud or an imposter, or worse. You'd see that somehow as a victory for Dimitri.
Edmund: That is not true.
Alex: Well, true or not, you're going to have to carry on without my help because I am done answering your questions. Find another way of dealing with your grief.

Joe: Edmund.
Edmund: Hello, Joe.
Joe: What bring you by?
Edmund: Well, first, tell me, how are Tad and Dixie holding up?
Joe: They'll need time to absorb what's happened.
Edmund: Yeah. I know how that goes.
Joe: Yeah. What you got there? "Neurological Diseases, Neurogenetic Mutations." Summer reading?
Edmund: No, research. I still have some questions about Dimitri's cerebral incident.
Joe: Uh-huh. Well, the author's tops in his field.
Edmund: Yeah. It was Maria's book.
Joe: You are still not satisfied with the official verdict of death, huh?
Edmund: Joe, I'm not satisfied with anything about my brother's death. But that's not why I'm here. I want you to check this out.
Joe: Page missing?
Edmund: Yeah. I want to know what's on that page. Do you have a copy?
Joe: No, but I can have the research library send one down.
Edmund: Could you call now?
Joe: Sure.
Edmund: Thanks.

Belinda: So tell us about Colby. You enjoying fatherhood?
Jake: Oh, yeah. Nothing compares. I've been away for the last few weeks. Had to deliver a paper in California at a medical conference. All I could think about was little miss bright eyes. You know what she can do? She can turn herself over now.
Belinda: Yeah? That's a big deal.
Jake: Oh, yeah. It's like a milestone, you know? She was in the park with Tad when Tad told me about the miscarriage. You know, it's just -- it was sad. I mean, they looked like they were such a perfect fit.
Adrian: Yeah. Dixie wanted a little girl to even the score against the boys. And having a niece to spoil was definitely at the top of my list. You know, I see these little girls in the park with their dads. And at that age, they look up to their dad like they're the king of the world, you know? One day I really hope I can have a little one look up to me like that.
Jake: Well, it's worth the wait, believe me. I got to go.
Adrian: Listen, thanks for telling us about Tad and Dixie.
Jake: Yeah.
Belinda: Yeah, and if you see them, give them our love.
Jake: Will do. You guys take care.
Belinda: Ok. Jake: See you.

Becca: Scott, it's your documentary and I -- I can't tell you how to make it.
Scott: I want your input.
Becca: Well, I don't think that Tad or Dixie would appreciate having their personal grief exposed on camera.
Scott: It's a human record. Look, people make videos of graduations or birthdays. What's the difference with this?
Becca: Th lost their child. You have to respect that.
Scott: I do. And I will. But death is a part of life. Right? Look, I wish that somebody had made a video of my mom before she died. I was so little. I want to know, was she -- well, what was she thinking? How was she feeling? Was she afraid or was she at peace? What's wrong with wanting to have those answers?
Becca: I don't know. But I hope that you will ask Tad and Dixie before you stick a camera in their face.
Scott: I'm not totally heartless.

Dixie: Well, thanks for taking the time to talk to me.
Dr. Clader: No need to thank me.
Dixie: Well, you delivered Junior. You're practically family.
Dr. Clader: Well, when you put it that way, then allow me to talk to you as if you were my daughter. Now, just because you' been given a clean bill of health, young lady, doesn't mean you don't have to take care of yourself,
Dixie: Oh, don't worry about me. I won't be running any marathons, I promise.
Dr. Clader: I don't want you to run down to get a loaf of bread. You let Tad and the boys take care of you. And forget about cooking dinner. Send out for pizza.
Dixie: Jamie and junior will love that.
Dr. Clader: Well, tell them it was doctor's orders. And I want you to continue with your vitamins with the iron supplement and no heavy housework.
Dixie: I won't overdo, I promise.
Dr. Clader: You're going to be experiencing some mood swings. That's your hormones readjusting. It'll be natural to feel depressed and anxious. Talk to tad. Tell him what you're feeling. Losing a child is a heavy load to bear.
Dixie: We'll get through this. It helps knowing that I can have another baby. How soon can we start trying?
Dr. Clader: Beg your pardon?
Dixie: W soon can Tad and I have another baby?

Tad: All right, honey. Your chariot awaits.
Dixie: Oh, take me home.
Tad: Thanks, Dr. Clader. I'll take good care of her.
Dr. Clader: Take care of each other. And, Dixie, about having that other baby -- you really need time to heal, both physically and emotionally. Let nature take its course, and we'll talk about this on your next visit.
Dixie: Ok. Thank you, Dr. Clader.

Adrian: Hey, brown eyes, you in there?
Belinda: Yeah.
Adrian: Well, what's on your mind?
Belinda: Space adventures, babies. You are a remarkable man.
Adrian: What, just noticing that?
Belinda: Oh, and you're also full of -- you are full of surprises. Being lost in space with you and that feeling of weightlessness and -- just like we'd left the world behind, you know? A million miles from home, and I never felt safer in my life. And just now with Jake, the way you were talking about babies -- where did that come from?
Adrian: I don't know. The feeling just kind of snuck up on me.
Belinda: Well, it's a revelation.
Adrian: Hmm. How so?
Belinda: Well, you show the world this guy, you know, this superman who eats nails for breakfast and then goes out and fights evil wherever he finds it. And yet that same guy gets all misty-eyed talking about kids.
Adrian: I like kids.
Belinda: Yeah. I get that impression.
Adrian: Well, you know, I had a great childhood, I must say, and I look forward to having kids one day of my own, where I can take them back to my hometown and show them where I grew up at, where I went to school.
Belinda: Oh, I bet you broke a lot of hearts on the old school yard.
Adrian: No, that's not true. More often than not, it was me getting my heart broken. Girls are mean.
Belinda: What?
Adrian: There's nothing meaner than junkyard dogs and a 9-year-old girl with a little sassy, know-it-all attitude, and they put their hands on their -- you know. You know what I'm talking about.
Belinda: Then what was that riff about girls being sweet and all that?
Adrian: Well, they are when they're younger. And when they get older, they become real sweet.
Belinda: Let's go home. I think I want to show you a little attitude.
Adrian: Ooh. Well, let's go.

Joe: Yes, I'll hold. I'm talking to the head librarian.
Edmund: And?
Joe: It's an odd coincidence. That book you're looking for is missing.
Edmund: Somebody checked it out?
Joe: No. It's just gone.
Edmund: I think I know where it is.

[David runs into Alexandra]

David: Well, well, well. Dr. Devane. And what brings you to Pine Valley?