07x09 - The Grudge

[bunniefuu]

You're awfully close

to the shoulder
here, Miss Wings.

It's a narrow road, Tess.

But you got gravel
flying every which way.

Do you know what
that does to a paint job?

Get over to the center!

Yes, ma'am.

Oh!

Don't take this the
wrong way, Tess, but...

But you think I'm testy.

Well... Well what?

I'm not testy.

I wouldn't let you drive my
car if I was testy, would I?

Maybe.

If you had something
on your mind

that produced a
certain testiness,

you might not want the
distraction of the demands

of driving, so that you
could ponder the thing

that may or may not
be making you testy.

Watch the road.

I'm not testy.

I just don't know
where we're going.

All I was told was
to get in the car

and take a nice ride
through North Carolina.

Well, now it's
been a nice ride...

I admit that and all...
But where are we going?

And when do we stop?

And what's the assignment?

And besides, my car
is getting dirty out here!

Maybe this would be
a good time to stop.

Watch the gravel. Oh!

Watch the... Oh, ouch!

- Well, howdy.
- Hello.

Welcome to Tulipville.

Tulipville?

Yep.

Is there a problem, Officer?

You see that yellow line
down the middle of the road?

You're supposed to
be just to the right of it,

not right over the top of it.

Driver's license and
registration, please.

Well, I don't
exactly have those.

And how about you?

You're stealing my...
Well, it's my apricots!

It's always been
my tree! It's my tree!

Your Honor, this is not fair!

Fair? You wouldn't
know fair if it grabbed you

by the collar and
kissed you in the mouth.

Now what kind of a
crackpot thing to say is that?!

- That's what I...
- That's it! -That's cr*ck...

Sit down, both of you, now.

♪ When you walk ♪

♪ Down the road ♪

♪ Heavy burden ♪

♪ Heavy load ♪

♪ I will rise ♪

♪ And I will walk with you ♪

♪ I'll walk with you ♪

♪ Till the sun
don't even shine ♪

♪ Walk with you ♪

♪ Every time, I tell you ♪

♪ I'll walk with you ♪

♪ Walk with you ♪

♪ Believe me, I'll
walk with you. ♪

Now, Dr. Scribner, you
are a medical doctor?

Yes. A real doctor.

And Dr. Harrigan?

A doctor of
divinity, Your Honor.

Doctor, I only allow laughter
at something I think is funny.

All right, then you're gonna
think this is just hysterical.

This is a picture of the
suspect standing next to my tree.

I am not a suspect!

Doctor, please, sit down.

And if I need to see
any photographs,

I will let you know.

Thank you.

So, uh, you two, you
do this a lot, don't you?

Now, the first of these court
appearances dates back to...

1961.

- '62.
- '61!

A long time!

And all these disputes
are centered around a tree?

The tree is on my property.

That's because you built
the fence in the wrong place.

He's holding my tree hostage.

Which is, by the way,

what he does to his
congregation on Sundays.

In light of the fact that this
disagreement has been going on

for nearly 40 years,

I'm going to take under
advisement the complexities

of your case and ask the
two of you, if you would,

to please just step aside
for just a few minutes.

Officer.

Well, what do we have here?

Officer Benjamin
Hackett, Your Honor.

Be careful, Your
Honor, don't be fooled

by his friendly country tone.

Please do not address the
court unless instructed to do so.

It was actually the other
lady doing the driving.

No license, no registration.

There are reasons
for that, Your Honor,

if you know what I mean.

Which you do. And she's
not gonna do it again.

Come on, baby. Let's go.

Where are you going?

Away.

Do you have a problem with that?

- You're not finished here.
- I think we are.

And I think you're in contempt.

That's a $100 fine.

75 for the ticket.

But we don't have any money.

Pay the fine or do the time.

You wouldn't.

Two weeks... community service.

You will help out
Dr. Harrigan at the church,

and you will help out
Dr. Scribner at the clinic.

- What?!
- What?!

Maybe receiving a little
community service will inspire

the two of you to do the
community another service

and settle your
disputes out of court.

Well, well, things have
changed in Tulipville.

Have you been here before?

Do you know them?

Hey, Irish girl, come on.

Go ahead. It's okay.

Now let's see.

What does a 12-year-old
boy like to eat?

Everything.

Do you have Cheese Crunchies?

Oh-ho.

Last time he was here,

he ate six bags of
Cheese Crunchies.

You know what it's like.

Go visit your great-uncle
Robert and stay up late,

watch TV and eat all the stuff
your folks won't let you eat.

Your nephew sounds like
an average American boy.

Oh, no, no.

No, there's nothing
average about him.

Of course not.

Oh, no, no.

He's-he's bright,
he's inquisitive,

and he's just the right age

when we can really
do things together.

I want to teach him to
play chess, take him fishing.

They grow up so fast.

Who knows, a year from
now, if he'll even be interested

in spending any time
with an old codger like me?

Well, children grow and change.

But love doesn't go away.

That's a charming
thought, Tess, but, uh...

I've lived too long, if
you know what I mean.

Yes, I have.

Look at that.

Every few years,
they go to Europe

and drop the boy
off with the old goat.

Oh, child abuse!

Hey, I'm Brian. Who are you?

My name is Tess.

I'm working with
your Uncle Robert.

Oh. Doing what?

I'm still trying to figure
that out myself, baby.

Come on.

Let me take some of this stuff.

- Oh, thank you.
- Yes.

For in the days
before the flood,

people were eating and
drinking and being merry,

up until the day that
Noah entered the ark.

And they knew nothing about
what would happen to them

until the flood came
and swept them away.

That's how it is when people
have their heads in the sand.

Now, with Noah, people
had their heads in the sand

about their own righteousness.

In Tulipville... If I
may be so bold...

I think we have our heads

in the sand about
safety in our streets.

We need a stop
sign at Poplar Street.

The Lord said,
"Let there be light."

We don't need a light.

We just... just
need a stop sign.

- Is he crazy?
- Huh?

Comparing the end of
civilization to local traffic.

When's he gonna give
up about that stop sign?

Now let's have a moment

of silence, and then
we'll give thanks.

♪♪

Baby, have I got
something to tell you.

Did you see it?

Yes, I did. But
what does it mean?

That little boy Brian... He's
not just here on vacation.

There's a reason he's here.

And there's a reason
I'm back in Tulipville

after all these years.

Yes, Tess, but you
still haven't told me

what you were doing
here in the first place.

Come on. Come on.

No fraternizing with the enemy.

We got work to do.

Whenever I see a
roomful of things like this,

I always try to imagine

the story they
tell of a life so far.

This is the story
of your life, Lucy.

Mm-hmm.

Well, just try to
imagine this story.

You work all your
life to accumulate stuff

that ends up in the garage,

waiting for some
convict from traffic court

to come along and
help you throw it all out.

Hi.

Oh, hello. I'm Monica.

Hi. Brian.

Hey, you got bigger.

But I should have
recognized a Harrigan

by the way you wrecked my fence.

Are you visiting the pastor?

Yeah, just for a while.

Don't think you can be just
coming through that fence

any time you feel like it.

How come you don't
like Uncle Robert?

Well, you don't know
him as well as I do.

I know him better;
he's really nice.

It's because of him that I want
to be a minister when I grow up.

Uncle Robert's teaching me how.

Minister, huh?

Uh-huh.

That's a very fine
profession, Brian.

It's not bad.

Course, it's not as much
fun as being a doctor.

That's what I am.

- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.

Why don't you come inside
and help me look for something.

Sure. What?

I've got a brain in a bottle.

A brain?

Being a doctor, I
get to experiment

with a lot of wonderful
and very gross things.

But you wouldn't
be interested in that.

- Yeah, I would.
- Good.

Let's see, uh, it's
around here somewhere.

What's this?

Close that up.

Is that why you limp?

- Who says I limp?
- Nobody says it.

I could see it.

When I was young, I had polio.

Polio? What's that?

It's a disease.

It crippled a lot of kids,
k*lled some of them, too.

Never heard of it.

Well, that's because a
doctor named Jonas Salk

came along and
found a cure for it.

That why you became a doctor?

Maybe.

Look, you come back tomorrow,
and I'll tell you all about it.

Okay.

And maybe we can dig
up a specimen or two.

Cool. Bye, Monica.

Bye.

That was good
of you to use Brian

as a way to build a bridge.

I'm not building
anything of the sort.

But if it's Robert
Harrigan's dream

to have that kid
follow in his footsteps,

then it's my dream to
make sure he doesn't.

Tess?

What are you doing up there?

I really need you
to tell me the story

about Lucy and Robert,

because he must have
done something terrible to her

for her to want to use
that sweet little boy

to hurt him like that.

It's never that
simple, Miss Wings.

You know that.

Monica, where are you?

You look like you're
getting dehydrated.

What do you mean?

Thanks.

Thirsty.

It's a medical term.

Okay, you better
get back to work.

I got to go back inside myself.

I got parts to organize.

You mean like body parts?

You can come and look if
you want to, but you can't touch.

Cool!

Might stunt your growth.

Brian?

Brian?

He went over to Lucy's.

Hey, you know you can use

that computer for more stuff
than just making bills, right?

Oh, yes, there's
all kinds of things

you can use a computer for.

I'm sure your uncle
probably uses one

to write his sermons on.

Nah, he writes them
on a yellow pad.

He says computers
go too fast for him.

Everything goes
too fast for him.

There's lots of cool
stuff on the Internet.

You can find out
about almost anything.

See?

Here's medical schools.

Medical schools, huh?

What do you know about that?

Brian, h-how about a
game of catch, huh?

Brian?

Hey, Uncle Robert!

They're gonna surgically
reattach somebody's finger

live on this Web site I
found on Dr. Lucy's computer.

You want to come watch?

No, no, Brian. You,
uh, you go ahead.

So that's it?

You're not gonna even
try to fight for that little boy?

I'm not much of a fighter, Tess.

That's why I became a minister.

Then you made a
big mistake, baby.

Because I'm quite sure

God did not call
you to the ministry

so you'd have an
excuse to give up

when things got a little tough.

He uses all kinds of
people to do his work.

He makes the weak
strong and the fearful bold.

So He would give you
whatever you needed,

if you wanted it.

But you don't want it.

And for a minister,
that's very, very sad.

I don't expect you
to understand, Tess.

You, uh... you don't know her.

But you do know
her, don't you, Tess?

Yes, baby.

This story started
a long time ago,

right there in that tree.

I win. Now you have
to say it my way.

Apricot.

- "Appercot."
- No, that's wrong.

They spent lots of time up
in that tree over the years.

I thought they hated each other.

Passionate hate often begins

with passionate love, baby.

If you could live
anywhere on earth,

where would it be?

Some place they
don't grow tulips.

Where they grow roses instead.

Like Paris.

Paris sounds good.

Ooh, la, la.

Listen, Luce, I've
been thinking a lot

about a way to make sure...

make sure that we
can stay together.

And...

Robert?

I can't afford a ring, not yet.

But... someday,
will you marry me?

You know I will.

There's your dad.

- Are you gonna tell him?
- Are you kidding?

He's gonna be
as excited as I am.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm-I'm fine.

Lucy went looking

for a woman to sew
a wedding dress,

and guess who she found?

You.

Baby, that dress
was a thing of beauty.

But Lucy never wore it.

You've got your
whole life ahead of you.

I'm not gonna let you
make a mistake like this.

I'm not making a mistake!

She has polio.

What if you get it from her?

I'm willing to take that chance.

But I'm not.

Look, she's a nice girl,

but if you married her,
you would ruin your future

and ruin your life, and I'm
not gonna let that happen.

That must have
broken Lucy's heart.

Oh, it did.

But Lucy believed that
their love was strong

and Robert was gonna
stand up and fight for her.

Except he didn't.

You see, people were
terribly afraid of polio.

They thought it was contagious.

So the next morning,
Robert was gone.

Robert's father didn't
explain very much.

He just said that, uh,
Robert had been sent

up north to be with relatives.

And she didn't hear
from him until years later,

when Robert's father d*ed

and he moved back to Tulipville.

Did you get all of that, Brian?

Yes, ma'am.

I, uh,

thought you had
a finger to reattach.

This isn't just about
some little red sign

stuck in the concrete
out front there.

This is about our way of life.

Now, Ben Hackett
will tell you that, uh,

the-the traffic
through this town

has more than tripled
in the last two years.

That means strangers
are driving through.

Strangers who
don't know that, uh,

Lily's little boy, Trevor,

likes to do wheelies
on his Stingray bike

through that intersection.

Strangers that don't know
that, uh, that Mrs. Garfield

likes to take a
little extra time

crossing that street
with her groceries.

Folks, we-we can't pretend

that Tulipville is
an island anymore.

Thank you.

Hogwash.

In all my years
of practicing here,

I have never...
And I repeat never...

Had a single patient
who suffered an injury

at that intersection.

This is not a small
town anymore.

Well, it sure ain't Paris.

I'm not gonna sit around waiting

for some developers to
get rich at our expense.

Pretty soon, a stop
sign's not enough,

and you got to
have a traffic light,

and that leads to a gas station.

And then, before you know it,

you're gonna have a
mini-mart open all night,

serving microwave hot
dogs right on Main Street.

Then there'll be more
people for you to crab at,

give the rest of us a break.

I hope they're open on
Sunday, because anything

would be better than
listening to your sermons.

Good, then I won't have to read

any more of your
stupid little notes.

- You know what?
- What?

Somebody ought
to put that stop sign

right in front of your mouth.

I think you're both stupid.

What kind of a
way to talk is that?

You used to be friends.

You used to love each other.

You could figure this
out if you really wanted to.

You could even be friends again,

but you're both too
busy being stupid

about stuff that happened
a hundred years ago.

Now, where did he hear that?

You b*at all, Lucy.

- Brian?
- Brian!

- Call 911!
- Call 911!

Get back!

Don't touch him,
don't touch him!

- Please, please.
- She's here, she's here.

God...
- Give him some room.
- Brian!

Scrub nurse to O.R. two, stat.

Scrub nurse to O.R. two, stat.

Where's Andrew?

I don't know, but the
good news is he's not here.

Waiting is the hardest part.

Times like these, baby,
there's a lot of hard parts.

Dr. Plunkett, please
call extension 142.

- Dr. Plunkett, please call...
- Robert?

I feel so badly
for that little boy.

Isn't this the part where
you're supposed to say

it's not my fault?

Yeah.

Resident on duty,
report to Neurology.

Any resident on duty,
report to Neurology, please.

He's gonna be
all right, isn't he?

Brian is going to live.

But his spinal cord is severed.

Is it complete?
What's the level?

C-4.

Oh, my God.

C-4? What does that mean?

He's paralyzed
from the neck down.

You need to get
some sleep, Lucy.

No, sleep is the
last thing I need.

What's the first?

How about a miracle
for that little boy?

There's someone else
you need to ask for that.

That's Harrigan's
department, not mine.

Anyone can pray
for a miracle, Lucy.

I could pray till the
cows come home.

But that wouldn't
make Brian walk again.

That's what they told you
when you had polio, didn't they?

But you didn't listen then.

You know who you remind me of?

Pollyanna.

As I recall,

they told Pollyanna she
wouldn't walk again either.

There's always a light at
the end of the tunnel, Lucy.

You just have to look for it.

Would you turn the lights
off on your way out, please?

There's lots of cool
stuff on the Internet.

You can find out
about almost anything.

Bingo!

No, I don't know where they are.

They're on a cruise, and
the-the ship is moving.

Harrigan, hang
up. We need to talk.

Get her away from me.

It's all right.

No, I can't call back later.

This is a medical emergency.

I have to get through now.

Yes, I'll hang on.

You have to look at this.

I don't have to do
anything for you.

Oh, Doctor.

The Harrigan boy, Brian?

Oh, tragic case.

Well, there is a new drug...
It's in early phase two...

- I'm familiar with it.
- Well, I think it's probably...

I know what it is, Dr. Scribner;
it's highly experimental.

It may be his only
chance to walk again.

Look, it's too early to
know how effective it is

or what the side
effects might be.

And its availability
is extremely limited.

I'm not asking you to give it
to every patient in the hospital.

Just one little boy.

We're not an approved site.

I'm sorry.

Well, I can make
some phone calls.

I've been a doctor a long
time, and I know people.

I'm sorry, but I
can't support this.

You could at least inform
the family that it's an option.

It's not an option.

That drug must be administered

within 72 hours;
it's already been 24.

So that's 48 hours to locate the
drug, receive special permission

from the FDA, ship it
here, and to get a signed

release to administer it.

It's not possible.

That's the trouble
with you city doctors.

You don't have the guts to try.

I've got the guts.

Robert?

You either need some
sleep or a cup of coffee.

And you're not gonna get
either one of them in here.

Robert, I need to talk to you.

Well, I don't want
to talk to you.

Please, Robert,
don't shut me out.

- This is important...
- You think

I don't know what you've
been doing with that boy?

You were using
him to hurt me again.

Well, it worked... you hurt me.

And you hurt that kid.

Will you listen to me...

If there had been a stop sign

at that intersection, this
wouldn't have happened.

That boy is not gonna walk
again, and it's your fault.

Now leave me and him alone.

My God, he hates me so much.

He's never gonna agree to this.

What am I gonna do now?

I know someone
who will listen to you.

No one else will
listen, Your Honor.

So we need a court
order to force treatment.

It is critical that this
drug be administered

within 72 hours of the injury.

It's already hour 70, and that

pig-headed preacher
just won't listen to reason.

The drug arrives by
plane in about ten minutes.

Dr. Scribner, I understand
how important this is,

and for Brian's
sake, I would like to...

Oh, well, just sign this,
and we'll be on our way out.

I would like to sign this,

but the law is very clear
about legal guardianship.

And until the parents arrive,
that belongs to Robert Harrigan.

Andrew, we need an
answer on this right away.

I'm giving you an answer.

The answer's no.

Petition denied.

What do you mean
"petition denied"?

I mean, petition denied.

Will you stop that
and listen to me?

We're about to run out of time.

Tess, it's not my mind that's
made up, and you know it.

God didn't give people free
will so angels can come down

in a crisis and take
their choice away.

No!

He was very clear about that.

You can show them the way,

but you can't drag
them down the road.

This is a choice they have
to make for themselves.

And, Tess,

if you were sitting here,
you'd say the same thing.

You're right.

Your Honor.

The meds have
arrived at the airport.

All this work.

What a waste.

What a terrible,
unforgivable waste.

Even if I could
convince the parents,

by the time they got
here, it'd be too late.

So, that's it.

We tried and it's over.

I don't believe that.

Oh, Monica, I've been a
doctor for too many years

not to know when...
when to give up.

Time's running out.

It's a risky treatment.

And that old fool won't
listen to me, anyway.

Now that I think of
it, you're right, yes.

Don't you think so, Tess?

Absolutely, absolutely.

I would just give
up if I were you.

There's no need of fighting
this thing to the bitter end.

You and Robert have
been enemies for so long.

Why give up a
perfectly good feud

for a little boy who
thinks the world of you?

And-and far be it for me
to drag you down that road.

So I'll just be at the hospital.

Expecting a miracle.

Well, I can say one
thing for that judge.

At least he stuck me
with you and not with her.

Tess can be very forceful.

Especially when
she knows she's right.

And she is right, Lucy.

Miracles do happen.

People can change,
bodies can heal.

Even at the last moment.

But you have to
be in that moment

if you want to be part of it.

All right.

Let's go pick up the medicine.

We'll give it one more try.

Have you ever
considered preaching?

You're a heck of a lot
better at it than Robert,

I can tell you that.

ICU, please.

Sir, these were at
the nurses station.

It's what the nurses down
in E.R. found in his pockets.

I keep thinking about all of

the Sunday after-church visits
I've made to all the hospitals

in my life.

How many beds I've sat beside.

How many prayers I've prayed.

And how many have been answered.

They all got answers, Robert.

You just didn't
like some of them.

That's true.

I didn't.

But I prayed anyway,

because of the looks
of the people sitting...

in this chair.

"Please, Reverend Harrigan.

"Please.

Pray us a miracle."

Have you noticed in church

how Lucy keeps leaving
those little notes in the offering?

Yes.

What do they say?

Variations on a theme, mostly.

Uh, simple things like, uh,

"Stop preaching, you
hypocrite, and get a real job."

Never could fool Lucy.

Is that why you
hate her so much?

Or is that why you
love her so much?

I don't hate anyone.

Let me ask you something.

I believe you love God.

And I believe that
you were called

to serve your congregation.

But I also believe that
you're having trouble

in the prayer department.

And I'm gonna
tell you what it is.

Do you remember
that part in the Bible

that says, "Aught against any"?

"If you are offering
your gift at the altar

"and there remember
that your friend

"has something against you,

"leave your gift there
in front of the altar.

"First, go and be
reconciled to your friend,

then come and offer your gift."

How can you stand at
the altar every Sunday

and preach love and forgiveness

when you've forgotten how
to love and forgive yourself?

How do you know
your Bible so well?

Because... What time is it?

8:45.

Because I'm an angel,

and we're gonna
have to speed this up.

What?

Because I'm an angel.

Now you just got to go
along with me on this.

Now stand up and pick up
that little bag and come on

- and let's go.
- I will not.

And I... I think perhaps
you'd better leave.

Father, I need
a little help here.

Excuse us, please.

Would you mind
stepping out for a minute

while we change his sheets?

Come on, and don't
forget the little bag.

Why do I feel like I'm
about to lose my license?

You're not doing anything
illegal, Lucy, just bold.

Well, bold is feeling
very scary right now.

What happens next?

We storm the ICU?

All right.

Here we are, so
let's start talking.

What's-what's, uh,
what's going on?

It's 8:48.

What in blazes is this
obsession with time?

And-and what is this
woman doing here?

Robert, there is
some hope for Brian.

A chance, a-a
possibility to minimize

some of the effects of the
damage to his spinal cord.

There's this new experimental
drug that has worked

in some cases like this.

But it has to be administered
within 72 hours of the orig...

Stop it, stop it, stop it!

I will not risk this boy's life
with some experiment because

you want to assuage your guilt.

My guilt?

Yes!

You pompous, deluded,

- arrogant...
- Look, I...

I want you to get
out of this hospital...

You are wasting time!

Before I have you thrown out!

Please, please!

Listen to yourselves.

And look where you are.

Even in a place
consecrated to peace,

all you can do is att*ck
and hurt each other.

You fight over stop signs.

You fight over trees.

You fight over
anything and everything

except what's really important.

When you were 16,

Lucy, you hired a seamstress
to sew your wedding gown.

It was Tess.

Remember?

Oh.

I thought you
looked familiar to me.

I thought you'd never notice.

No, that's not possible.

That was 50 years
ago, and-and you...

you haven't changed.

I am an angel, sent by God.

And so is Monica.

Well, th-that's what
you said, but I didn't...

I mean... An angel?

No.

Not for me, I... I don't
deserve an angel.

I don't think I
believe in angels.

It's hard to believe in anything

when your heart has
been so deeply damaged.

God understands that.

You mean, God understands
about what Lucy did to me?

You mean, what Robert did to me.

No!

God doesn't want to waste
one more minute on this,

not when a child is waiting.

Robert...

you loved this woman
once, didn't you?

That was a long time ago.

It's water under the bridge.

Lucy, how many nights

have you cried
yourself to sleep?

Robert, how many times
have you spoken bitter words

instead of kind ones?

You loved each other once.

You might have spent
a lifetime together,

living in joy,
fulfilling your dreams.

But instead, you built a fence.

And the first one

to reach across
that was a little boy.

He loved you both.

And it hurt him,
just as it hurts God,

to see the tragic
waste of two lives

and two hearts that
were made for each other.

It's a terrible thing
to watch, you know.

And that's what drove Brian
onto the street the other night.

God, forgive me.

It-It's too late.

Isn't it?

No.

There's time for Brian.

And there's time for you.

But you have to have courage,

and you have to
have forgiveness.

"If you are offering
your gift at the altar...

"and there you remember that

your friend has
something against you..."

Lucy?

Will you forgive me?

I was a fool.

I should have
fought for you, for us.

But I was weak.

I couldn't fight
my father and...

and my own youth and
polio all at the same time,

so I let them send me away.

I don't blame you anymore
for what you did after that.

It-it hurt, but I... What I did?

I did nothing but wait for you.

I waited for some sign...

A letter, a postcard...

Anything to convince
me that you didn't leave

of your own free will.

But nothing.

Nothing.

You just disappeared
off the face of the earth.

What? No.

I wrote you all the time.

You never answered my letters.

That's why I stayed
away so long.

Uh... your silence
made it perfectly clear.

My silence?

Yours.

I never received a
single letter, not one.

No, that's-that's impossible.

I-I must have sent
a hundred of them.

No.

Well, how could
you not get them?

My own father was the mailm...

Your father was the mailman.

Oh, my God.

Of course.

Your father was the mailman.

All those years of fighting...

and not once did
either one of us

say the one word
that really mattered.

"Why."

Tess, what time is it?

♪♪

How long before
we know if it worked?

Oh, it worked, baby,
it worked just fine.

They just got to...

wait a little while
to find that out.

So Brian's gonna
make a full recovery.

"Full recovery"?

That's doctor's talk.

This is gonna be a great big

"run and tell your
neighbor" type miracle.

Come on, let's go.

Where are we going?

I got to go find where I
put that wedding dress.

So what do you think?

It was a beautiful wedding.

I mean the dress, the dress.

Tess, it was a very nice dress.

Yes.

Isn't it amazing,
after all these years,

what a difference two
little words can make?

"I do."

No.

"I'm sorry."