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I guess there, uh, really is no starting over, is there?

I... should've...

Holy crap! Are you pregnant?

How's my favorite dirty mistress?

Is that what he told you, that I-- that his mother and I abandoned him?

and he said that, well,

I'm on call for the pit.

So what do you think, Miranda? Can I stop being a burden to you good people and go on home?

My hands... are the only things that I have that are of any value to me, to you.

Your hand is fine, and Shepherd will clear you for surgery.

Now you're telling me how to do my--

- Will you look after her, please? - Mm-hmm.

It wasn't my idea to scrub in.

- He just needs more time. - We don't have it, Rebecca.

He knows he did wrong.

Know what he looks like?

and you know you're gonna have to cut her open,

- Boy, you're tough, Miranda. - I need your word, Mr. Sullivan,

orthopedic surgeons...

DENNY : Mistakes are painful...

I'm not pregnant.

But I would know if he was the one, right? You knew, right?

Rebecca, your baby is having late decels.

You're his dad and you're trying to protect him.

You're welcome.

So who's the father?

- Not to me-- - Oh, yes, to you. You want Preston Burke.

The man is one of the finest plastic surgeons in this country.

We monitor the baby's progress.

I've just been sent on a mission to get the, uh,

That's gonna be painful for a while.

No, one doctor, one vet.

Oh! What is happening?

- You? - Oh, yeah.