05x04 - A Mid-Semester's Night Dream

[bunniefuu]

That's good, Charlie.
Now close the valve,

pump the bulb, inflate
till it hits 200.

[pumping]

Release slowly and
listen to the pulse.

Is this still bed rest
if I'm on a couch?

140 over 90.

That's good.
Very good.

There's any change,
again, page me.

Hey, what if I'm
in a car? Or, like,

if I'm at the movies
with my feet up?

We've been
over this, Daphne.

Dr. Murtry, my O.B.,
says that as long as
my feet are up, then--

Here's a pump
for the Ritodrine. Now, you can insert
the syringe yourself

if you want,
or we can teach--

Why aren't you answering
any of my questions?

I'm a perinatologist, Daphne.

My job is to keep
this baby inside you.

I'm not going to
help you find loopholes

in your bed rest orders.

You love that word,
don't you?

Perinatologist.

Look, uh,

it's been pretty
difficult here.

I mean, waking her up
at four o'clock in the morning.

The magnesium sulfate

sometimes causes
depression and hostility.

It's perfectly normal.

Oh. Oh, really?

It has nothing to do

with the fact that
I have been lying
flat on my back,

I'm staring up
at the ceiling,

I haven't had
a decent shower,

I haven't had
a wink of sleep.

-Her roommate's
been blasting...
-Bed rest, my butt!

-...this Spanish television.
-I'm eating

microwave
string beans

while a zillion
medical students stare at my crotch.

Daphne.

What?

You have eight weeks to go.

Eight weeks.

I've seen hundreds
of preterm births
result in months,

even years
of complications.

The basic bottom-line fact
is that these little lungs

the size of tea bags are
not ready to handle air.

So, even once
she's stabilized,

one fine day
from out of nowhere,

she will turn blue.

Preterm babies
have a little habit

of forgetting to breath.

Now, I say this
to keep you flat
on your back in bed.

I say this to scare you.

[papers rustling]

[theme song playing]

♪ Everybody wants to live ♪

♪ Like they wanna live ♪

♪ And everybody wants to love ♪

♪ Like they wanna love ♪

♪ And everybody wants to be ♪

♪ Closer to free ♪

♪ Closer to free ♪

Ned, you are always rushing me.

What's the big deal?
I'll be ten minutes.

I'm not going to class
all sweaty and gross.

Well, you always
make us late.

Hey there.

You missed some
mind-blowing yoga, Julie.

Finally did
an advanced Kurmasana.

Talk to him, please.
Keep him happy.

Candy corn?

-Look, I'm sorry about--
-Listen, Julie,
about what hap--

-You go first.
-Please, you go. We made a mistake.

A huge mistake.
Never should've happened.

And never should again.

I'm a dope.
Forgot my soap.

And I can rhyme.
At any time. [laughs]

God, I am the worst!
She is my roommate.

I'm worse than you.
She's my girlfriend.

Oh. No, you
can't even imagine.

I'm a total and
complete hypocrite.

I cheated on
my high school sweetheart.

I cheated on
my new best friend...

Who trusts me
more than life.

And now, every time

I kiss her
or hold her,

or talk to her even,

I'm a liar.

Please, please,
don't be mad.

I'm sorry.
I love you.

I love you,
I love you.

You win.

What you did is worse.

Twelve for lunch
at 2:00 today

Or two for lunch at
12:00 tomorrow?

Oh, I'm sorry, sir,
I don't speak pig Latin.

How did you get
my cell phone num...

Oh, man...
Oh, man!

Hey!

-What are you
doing here, man?
-I'm here to see you.

No, I mean in town.

Well, I...
wait, wait, wait.

Walk and talk.

My bartender won
the lotto this morning.

Ha-ha! What luck.

So, why aren't
you at school?

You don't have mono.

Gee, you look like...

Crap? No,
I don't have mono.

Wait. Nobody d*ed?

No, nothing like that.

Two scotches straight up,

a double bourbon
on the rocks,

a vodka neat,
a whiskey sour,

a gin martini,
no olives.

The bankers, Bailey.
Make it pronto.

Man, these guys
k*ll me.

I got the whiskeys,
you take the rest.

No. Will,

have a seat,
order some lunch,
and talk to me.

I don't mind.

Two-thousand miles plus
a not-cheap air fare?

What, you flunk out
or something?

One bourbon cold,
twin scotches straight?

All right.

You've impressed the boss,
but you'll confess later.

Hey, Daph.

Where would you like
your lunch?

On a park bench
in Paris.

[laughs]

How about
the bed?

I toasted Owen's
pumpkin seeds for you.

Ah, yes. How thoughtful.

More salt,
more water retention.

Wow, you know... you know
what I just thought?

You guys should have
a baby shower.

That would totally
cheer you up.

A little party in
honor of the baby?

Yeah.

It'll save you
some money,

and... and if you
want it, Daphne,

you could have it
right here.

We could set up chairs
like you're holding court.

Put a little buffet

out there
in the hallway.

Yeah. That'll be great, Daphne.

Go for it.

Huh?

You guys do it.
Be my guest.

Okay.

Great!

You're lovely,
but you're thin,

so could you please
get out of my eye-line?

So the ancient Celts believed that all the dead people
would come back

on this one day. Ha-ha! The eve
of all hallows.

[knock on door]

Claudia?

Jamie!

Wait, hold it
a second, bucko. This is a girl's
dorm room.

I mean, state your name and
your business.

I'm Claudia's boyfriend.

Claudia doesn't
have a boyfriend.

Yes, she does.

Um, you guys...

We have
never heard of you.

And we're
her best friends.

No. No, you guys.
This is Jamie.

Remember?

I told you about
him, right? You know, the one
from, uh,

the one
from home.

He's the guy
with the cool convertible?

I thought
that was Reed.

I'm sorry, Jamie.

They're just
flaky girls.

Nice, but flaky.

My dad plans
a trip to Boston,
I beg him to come,

and this is my welcome,
nobody even knows who I am?

Oh, they've
just been cramming
for midterms,

and there's only so much,
you know,

room in two brains,
you know.

They know who you are.
I've just been...

I promise, okay?

Yeah. I guess.

Wow, this
is so great! I mean, you're
actually here

and not
in cyberspace.

Give me a hug.

[Sarah] Will, dinner's ready.

This, this is amazing.

Now, this
is real life.

Utensils, plates,

real friends,
real food.

I can't go back.

Is it really that bad?

Yeah, I'm... I'm
over Greek life.

The dating scene sucks,
and you want to know
the truth?

Speak your mind, man.

I don't love accounting.

So why don't you
branch out? I won't even know
what to branch out to.

Of course, my folks
have this law

that if I'm not
in school, they
withdraw all love,

but I need time off.

So what
I'm saying is...

Would you guys
hate it if I stayed
here for a while? [telephone rings]

I... I know
it's a lot to ask.

Hello. This is Sarah.

You're really
not going back?

Um, Will,

it's a Hannah.

[whispering]
No, not here.
No, totally not here.

Is she coming here?

Um, can I take
a message?

You see this?

Bay, this chick
is the dating scene.

Okay. Bye.

These psycho
sorority types,

they get a crush,
and watch out.

They'll be boiling
your bunnies.

I thought she sounded
sort of sweet.

Anyway.

What do
you guys say?

Well...

You're family, Will.

Yeah. God, of course
you can stay.

[Maggie]
He's moody and distant,

refuses to
cr*ck my back,

which always means
he's repressing something,

and I mean,
maybe he's stressed
about the midterms,

but would that make him
not want to have sex
with me?

Maggie, I'm sorry
to be mean to you,

but I have 60 books on
this bibliography,

and Greenblatt
is a format tyrant.

Friends can ask friends
about bibliographies, right?

Very right.

Okay. Um,

is it okay if I add 20 books

which I haven't read,

but the, uh, title
sounds important?

Very okay.

Okay.
[computer beeps]

What a funky
screen saver.

Oh, no, no, no.

Did this just crash?
Four hours of work?

I must've
hit something.

Wait, wait,
it's a message.

"Sleek, complex,
and finely crafted

was the space shuttle
Challenger..."

It's just one
of these freakoid
NASA Trekkie types

sending these
arbitrary, random,
instant messages.

"And all that, plus
a gorgeous grin,

Is the Julia Salinger."

Oh, my.

Not so random.

You got
a secret admirer, Jule.

[sighs]

[typing]

If I'm normally in bed

eight hours a day,

that's 24 divided by 8,
that's 3...

So a third...

Ten guests for
a shower, right?

So if I live
till I'm 90,

I will have spent
30 years in bed?

He's got midterms
in two weeks,

but then Kirsten's got that
women and wolves thing

Sundays till December.

You don't have
to ask me, right?

When will be good for me.

Right?

What are you
talking about?

I'm a person,
too, Charlie.

I know.

Then why don't you
ever ask me how

or... or what or when
I want things?

Come on, I'm sorry,
but you told us
to plan this thing.

That's not the point.

Look, I'm this alien pod
or this receptacle,
you know,

and the only thing
that matters is
what I'm carrying.

It's just baby,
baby, baby, Charlie.

When you used to say
that word baby to me,

Charlie, I swear to God,

I would completely melt.

Now every time
I hear that word,

I just feel
like my belly,

it just keeps
getting bigger,

and I just...

Shrink.

I'm still here, Charlie.

Beneath all this fat

and swelling
and water bloat.

I'm still here.

I think we could
probably narrow it down

to somebody
in the science department,
maybe math.

If this guy is too much
of a freak to talk to me,

he's probably too much
of a freak to date.

Maybe he's shy.

Enough conjecture.
I have to work.

Maybe he's like
Stephen Hawking.

You know,
sexy in not such
an obvious way.

Wait a second,
what is this?

My entire bibliography,
60-some odd books,

totally formatted!

He got
into your files?

How racy and sweet.
How can he do that?

Ned, you'd know.

No, I'm... I'm not sure.

The guy must be brilliant,

Must be some kind
of genius, actually.

Either you were on-line,

And he... got
your IP address,

or...

Or he snuck in here

in the dead of night,

in the shadow
of the moon...

I know
who did it.

Who?

-Who?
-Josh.

Josh!

Josh is no genius.

Josh delivered
a grinder last night,

so I had to run
next door to borrow
some money,

and I ran downstairs
and back up.

He was in here
at least 15 minutes

alone with
Julia's hardware.

Secret solved.

Wha... Why don't you ever
carry cash on you?

I... I find that

so annoying.

I was also thinking
we could use a muddler.

What's a muddler?

Crushing fruit.
It's a mortar and a pestle.

Message for Mccorkle.

You are kidding.

That Hannah girl
tracked you down here?

No way!

You gonna have to join,
like, the witness
protection program, man.

Uh-uh-uh!

No way! It's time
you get in touch

with your inner coward.

-You got to call this girl
and tell her to get lost.
-I don't think so.

-Okay, then I'll do it for you.
-No, no, don't.

Don't do that.

Your best defense
is a strong offense.

I'll say I'm
your doctor calling

and your third
personality wants
her to stop calling.

Good try.

I'm serious, Will.

I'm not going to let
some weirdo girl
freak you out.

Thank you.

Okay, you've convinced me.

I'll... I'll
call her myself.

[dialing number]

Hey, uh, yeah, is, uh,

is Hannah around?

What do you mean
left school?

She just called me
from this number.

What do you mean
left, though?

Left school? Left town?

God, you know, I really wish
you were home.

The PEZ museum's got
a retrospective next month.

Tweety bird
and batman heads.

So, I'll see you
tomorrow at this
dance thing,

right?

Uh, it's not a dance.

No, it's just
this haunted house.

With this maze that
you walk through.

Oh, we're going
to blindfold people

and then put their hands
in spaghetti

and say it's guts
and stuff.

Well, fake guts
don't scare me anymore.

Not as much as this
fluctuating bond market.

You know what?
You need a costume anyway,

and as the host,
I really, really

wouldn't be able
to socialize.

So,

now you don't want
me to come?

Actually,

Jamie,

it would be better
if you didn't.

It's just that I'm going
to have to work,

really.

Really, really hard,
like the whole
entire time,

which means we
won't even have time

to talk
to each other.

Would that be okay?

Sure.

Okay.

Are you crazy?

What, you found mistakes?

Ned!

When you said
meet in private,

I thought you'd thought up
a way to thank me.

I can't talk from
the dorm room, dumb-wad.

You don't think
I'm a dumb-wad.

It doesn't matter
what I think, Ned!

I can control what I think,
and so can you.

It's called denial.
It's very useful!

I've been
trying to, Julia, I...

I've ignored
my girlfriend

because she
reminds me of you.

I've virtually handcuffed
myself to the bedpost

to restrain myself
from walking to your dorm,

but I can't do it anymore.

Hell, I don't even know
if I want to.

Well, tough luck.
You don't have a choice.

Do you know how
she's going to feel

if she
figures us out?

Because I do.
I know how she's
going to feel.

Have you asked yourself
how you feel?

Have you asked me
how I feel?

Look,

I can ignore my head,

I can ignore my groin
if I want to,

but I think of you,

and I get this feeling
in my gut,

like a freaking
roller coaster,

scary and amazing.

And that,

that is not
to be ignored.

No. What we did
was wrong.

We can't just pursue it
because it feels right!

That's the difference
between us and
the animals, Ned.

See? You admit it.
You feel it, too.

No! What I admit is
that we were wrong!

Stay away from me,
and I will stay
away from you, okay?

-No--
-Got it, Ned?

No, listen to me!
Ned, listen. Ned, listen.

Leave me alone.

I'm sorry.
Did I wake you?

No. No,
I was just thirsty.

Do you want some tea
or something?

We have, like, herbal
decaffeinated stuff.

No, I'm good.

Were you pacing?

No.

Well, yeah.

I... I was asleep,

And then I got
this sort of, uh,

calf seizure.

Ever get that in the middle
of the night,

like a Charley horse?

You know what?
I woke up once,

and my shoulder
was dislocated.

Yeah, well, it kills.

I was trying
to walk it off.

You know what?

I've always believed

that once you've
French-kissed somebody,

you know,
you can kind of

read their mind for
the rest of your life.

And your point
would be? Are you okay?

Do you want to talk
about something
other than school?

No.

Just that.

Normal future freakout.

Okay.

Goodnight, Will.

We don't have to
do this, you know.

You look so b*at.

Dr. Trab said
every six hours.

140 over 90. Great job, lady.

Yeah, right.
No thanks to me.

That's not true. You're doing terrific.

I mean, here you are,
being Mr. Super guy,

getting up at 4:00 a.m.,

and all I do is pick fights
about every little rule

like a stupid little brat.

You are doing
a great job.

I'm not kidding.
This is not easy.

Well, I've made
my bed, so to speak,
don't you think?

I wouldn't be
going through this

if I hadn't been
such a jerk in
the first place.

You were mad.

People get mad.

Would you stop?

Would you stop
for a minute?

Stop being so kind
and good and
fair about this,

'cause I need to be
angry at somebody,

and if I'm not angry
at you then...

I mean, when
you think about this,

when you really
think about it,

this is my fault.

What? Daphne--

No, I did this to you

and to us and
to this baby, didn't I?

No.

No.

Nothing you did
made this happen.

You don't know that.
You don't know the...

What don't I know?

It's like I willed it.

Like somewhere

deep inside, somewhere,

I just wished...

I wished

too many times,

this baby would
just disappear.

It was just wishing.

[sobbing]

She's always been so...

independent, you know.

And that's exactly what
attracted me at first,

-was that she...
she didn't need me.
-Ooh, Daphne'd like that one.

Lately, she...

Got it. Profile, please.

Lately, she does.
She's letting herself.

And is that good?

It's really good.

Doesn't have her guard
up all the time.

Yeah, and that stroller...

Put the Pooh in,

and, um, pretend
you're pushing it.

She lets herself
be vulnerable.

She's not so tough
all the time.

That is good. Now,

um, can you back up
a bit? I want to
get the hood.

I mean, last night,

she, um,

she got a little weepy.

And all of a sudden, I
knew exactly who she was

when she was four years old,

home from nursery school,

tucked into bed
with that cough
kids can get

that will break
your heart.

I've never seen
that side of her before.

That's sweet.

I know.

[pager goes off] I think that's you.

Oh.

It's 9-1-1 from Daphne.

You should've
brought it anyway, Ted.

I promised that vintage
to a customer.

No green, no grapes.

Have I ever bounced
a check with you, ever?

Ever in all this time?

Everybody's got
cash flow problems
sometime, Bay.

Not me, I don't.

I made a specific deposit
to cover this.

That check was good.

Then you need to
solve your problems
with your bank.

I don't have problems
with my bank.

And who do you think
I'm holding for anyway?

Hello? Hello?

Look, I got to get
on another delivery.

You work this out
then call me.

Hey, Will,

you remember that cash
I gave you to deposit?

That was, what,
at least, like,
600 bucks, right?

Oh... Wait.

Oh, no.

Don't tell me.

I spaced it. Bay,
I'm totally sorry.

That's okay.

I... It's all there.
I swear to God.
You can check it.

I'm not going to check it,
Will. Why would I check it?

I don't know.

I'm sorry, man.

Really, it's a night
to put on a mask

and explore different
aspects of self, Julia.

Self.

The witch in you,
the monster,
or, in your case,

a happy, delightful,
hopeful romantic

I know is hiding
somewhere in there.

Ha, ha, ha.

As legend has it,
it is supposed to be

the biggest party
of the year with
the hottest guys.

You know what, though,
unless I'm wearing
a sign that says

"Take me home,
make me scream for
all the right reasons,"

no one's even
going to talk to me.

First of all,
that is so not true.

And second of all,
even if it is,

why can't we have
a girls' night out?

Why, isn't Ned
coming with us?

No, Julia. That's
why I invited you.

He totally bagged
without a word.

It's Mr. Elusive land again

with all these
James Dean silences.

You're late, ladies.
Everything is reserved.

All we have left
are Gorbachev heads.

Okay. Two, Please.

Okay to Gorbachev?

We'll tell people we're
Gorbachev's conscience
or something.

His conscience?

Yeah. Like I'll
be his good side,

and you can be
his bad side.

Or vice-versa, Jule.
I don't care.

It's definitely been
at least three hours,

and I think
maybe more,

'cause I might have
lost track.

Okay, so she hiccuped
after pancakes,

but since then,
not a hiccup, not a nudge,

not a kick, nothing.

-Okay, let's not panic.
-Okay.

All right?
Just lie back

-and take some deep breaths.
-Okay.

Maybe the baby
got in a coma.

She's not in a coma. Owen, give me one
of those candy bars.

But I only have two.

We're just about to
go trick-or-treating.

Now give me one.
It's for the baby.

You need sugar.
I've read about this.

You'll be doing the hustle
in, like, 30 seconds.

Come on, there's
only going to be
apples left.

Just give us
another minute, Owen.

Just give us...

-Oh, God...
-There she is.

Oh, thank God.

There's our little girl.

Now can we
go now?

Don't you ever,
ever do that again

ever again, okay?

We're going to stay
in contact here, okay.

We got to do this
thing, you and me,

do you hear me?

Do you hear that
down there?

Okay, little girl?

Listen, Owe,

I know I promised
I'd take you myself,

but Daphne's
feeling a little
shaky right now,

and I think
I kind of need
to stay with her,

so can we get Griffin to
take you instead?

Mm. I just want
to go before I'm ten.

Thanks, buddy.

Go on out back
and ask him, okay?

I'm going to stay here.

I'm going
to stay with you.

[loud music playing]

Jule! It's a strong concoction!

You have to sip it.

I can't sip
in this thing.

Isn't it good?
It's apple cider.

[coughs]
And grain alcohol!
God, Maggie!

Oh! I saw Josh!

He was bobbing
for apples.

His hair's all wet.
He looks so cute.

You should talk to him.

I don't think so.

I'll talk to him
for you.

Maggie, wait!

Why? Why? What's wrong?

What are you gonna
say to him?

I'm gonna tell him
you're here, I guess.

Oh! Okay, okay!

Just don't let on
that we know
he's the hacker.

Be discreet,
if possible, please?

No problem. Josh!

Josh!

Griffin actually seemed
really psyched to take him.

Oh, good.

What is all that?

This?

This is the stockpile
for the duration.

For the distance.
For the fort.

The fort.

What fort?

What is all
that food for?

A guy can get hungry.

These are only
the supplements.

I also brought
up delivery menus,

portable phones,
remote controls.

What did you bring it
all up here for?

A couple of changes
of socks...

You know how
my feet can get...
breath mints, mouthwash.

Okay. If you want
your socks, you can
walk down the hall.

Eight weeks of
reading pleasure.

Charlie, what are you doing?

Why does it
look like you're--

Getting in bed with you?
'Cause I am, baby.

Move over, rover. Charlie, you--

Daphne, we are gonna have
to have the world come to us

because from now on,
I am gonna be pregnant
with you.

Hey.

What are you doing?

I was gonna
leave you a note

'cause I don't think
I can stay here anymore.

Why not?

Because I can't stay
here when I'm messing up
this basic stuff,

like dropping off cash
for my best friend,

who gives me
a bed and a job.

You guys should
throw me out.

Will, we're not gonna
throw you out, man.

Why not?
I'm a freakin' mess.

You guys shouldn't
want me here.

I haven't slept,
my heart is, like,
racing all the time,

And I'm... I'm losing
track of the things

you do to make life
work, you know?

Just running away
from everything.

I... I think I made
a horrible mistake, man.

What, Will?

Nothing. Nothing.

I... I think I just...
I gotta just go.

Will, you don't have
anywhere else to go.

Up to the roof
for some air, I guess.

Around the block.

All that because he forgot
to run an errand?

[scary music playing]

Trust me. Trust me.

Put your hands in here.

It's bat dung.

Aah!

It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay.

Ah. Trust me. Trust me.
Put your hands in here.

How do you expect me
to trust you?

J-Jaime... What are
you doing here?

Gathering more clues
for my evidence.

Evidence of what?

No one says distance
is easy, Claudia.

I mean, ask anyone...
movie stars, athletes.

Ask them what?

I... I just want
to meet him.

I just want to look him
in the eye and--

Look who in the eye?

The other man!

I mean, it's obvious you're
having an affair, Claudia.

No, I am not!

You haven't told
your friends about me.

You have no interest
in what I have to say.

You don't even want
to see me on our one
and only night together.

Why else would you
be acting like this?

I don't know.

There you are.
Now, don't say a word.

Just let me get this out.

I know we have
a problem here.

And I know
I've been an idiot.

But if you can just
tell me what I can do
to make this work

because whatever it is,
I'm willing to do it.

You mean too much to me.
This means too much to me.

I am in love with you--

[Julia] Josh!

Julia?

Julia?

Maggie.

Josh, look,
stop following me.

Stop sending me
secret messages.

Stop sneaking into my room
and finishing my homework.

Just... Get over me... Josh.

Get over me, okay?

Okay.

Jamie!

Oh! Just--

Jamie, would you
just slow down?

Okay! Okay! You're right.

I'm having an affair.

See? I knew it!

But not with a guy.

Oh, my God!

I'm having an affair
with this place, Jamie.

What... what do you mean?

With this school!

With my life here!
I love it!

The teachers
are cool and...

The air here!

The trees, the... Mmm...
the smell here!

October, Jamie,
October in Massachusetts.

I want a hundred of 'em!

To have any regret
about being here...

Which is what I start
to feel when...

I think about you...

Feels wrong.

I don't want to miss you
anymore, Jamie.

So I'm being dumped
for a campus?

I'm sorry.

[Charlie] Okay,
this is the first stroller.

This one has a, um,
a one-toe release system.

You can sort of see it
down there at the bottom.

Well, the picture
just sort of cut off.

Okay. Wait. Let's look
at the next one.

[Daphne gasps]

Ooh! I like that one.

Leopard skin over plaid?

We are not having
some preppie baby.

Okay. Fine.
Now on to highchairs.

Whoops.

[Daphne gasps]

Charlie! Is that you?

I guess.

You had a schwinn?

Where did that come from?

I had a schwinn
exactly like that one.

-Isn't that weird?
-Really?

That exact one.

[slide changes]

Aah!

Look at you!

Mr. Casanova.

Yeah, I admit it.

I married her shortly
after second grade.

Here. Let's see
if there's any more.

[slide changes]

[gasp]

Oh, Charlie.

Look at those eyes.

Look at Mr. Little man.

All ready to carry
the world on your back. Jeez, she'll be lucky
if she gets those eyes.

Go figure.

You haven't
changed a bit.

Okay. It's one o'clock.
Now I'm worried.

What, are you worried
he got att*cked?

He's a big boy, Sar.

I just think that we
should wait up for him,
you know?

And I think you should
confront him.

I see. You want me
to att*ck him.

Maybe he hasn't even
faced it himself.

You know, maybe
he doesn't even know
that he's whacked out.

A good friend
wouldn't wait.

A good friend
would reach right over

and pick the broccoli
straight from his teeth.

I would never pick broccoli
from anyone's teeth.

Bailey, I'm serious.
Can't you see it?

I see it. I see it,
Sarah, okay?

I'm just not jumping
on your search and destroy

because that's
what it would be.

The last thing he needs
is pressure from us
to talk about it.

[door opens]

[door closes]

Let's just let it lie
and give him some time.

Okay?

[door opens]

[door closes]

You're not asleep,
are you?

No.

Josh thinks you're
out of your mind,

and of course I have
to agree with him.

Well, I guess
I just need, um...

I just need more time.

Time for what? To get
out of your own way

To come to a party
once in a while?

You didn't event drink
because they didn't have
your brand of beer.

I had that punch.

Julia... You don't drink
one kind of beer.

Not at 19. You drink from
what the universe serves,

and you grab some guy,

and you make out with him
in the corner.

And just... just stop
making your bed!

My bed?

Wait a second.
Are you still drunk?

You lie on it
or sit on it,

even on top,

and then you get up
and you make it
ten times a day.

What's wrong with that?

You're living a life
with hospital corners--

So controlled,
so confined... and why?

Because you're afraid
of falling in love again?

News flash, Jule.

You don't have
to love the guy

just to kiss him.

Nothing happens
from a little kissing.

No one dies.
No one starves.

It is the most innocent,
natural thing you can do.

[sighs]

Hey, you.

Hey, you.

I'm kinda liking
your pajamas.

I'm kinda liking yours.

Maybe we should trade.

Maybe we should.

You wanna slide over?

This can't be good
for my heart rate, huh?

I'm not sure.

Maybe you should, um...

You should go downstairs

and, uh, get one
of those baby books.

I can't, remember?
I'm pregnant, too.

I think maybe we should,
um, call the doctor.

Okay.

555... 01-62.

Okay. It's ringing.

Hello? Hello?

I need to, uh,
speak with Dr. Trab.

Um...

They want to know
if it's an emergency.

A four-alarm fire.

[knock on door]

[knocking continues]

[knocking]

[knocking]

Hi. I'm Hannah.

What the hell...

Um, I know Will's
staying here,

-and I need to talk to him.
-Are you crazy?

It's two o'clock
in the morning.
Leave!

If you don't leave,
I'm calling the police.

Bailey, who's there?

Will.

You know, I'm sorry
to come here so late, but...

You wouldn't take my calls,
Will, and, you know,

we really should talk. Talk about what?

I know you know, Will.

I'm sorry that I didn't
tell you myself,

but... I was scared.

I was just as scared
as you are, okay?

What's going on?

That's why you left,
isn't it?

But, you know, you just--

You just can't do that.

'Cause I just...

We really need
to talk stuff over,

so, please, you know,

don't make me embarrass us
in front of your friends.

I don't know what the hell
you're talking about!

I mean, I don't
even know you!

Do you think that
I don't know that? You think I'm happy
about that?

I mean, a one-night stand

after a couple of lousy beers,
and then this?

God, I guess we should have

thought about getting
to know each other, Will,
because I am.

I am! It's not a rumor!
I am!

And it's yours, okay?

It's ours!

[door closes]

Hey.

Hi.

The security guy
let me in.

Look, I... I owe you
a big apology.

Is your roommate here?