pc apr 30 1999 SCOTT: IS BORDISSO THERE NOW? ALL RIGHT, WELL, LOOK, JUST GET ME HIS ADDRESS. THANK YOU. I'LL TALK TO YOU. BYE. VICTOR: IS THAT AN ADDRESS FOR DAVID BORDISSO? SCOTT: YEAH. LOOK AT THAT. HE'S ONLY FIVE BLOCKS FROM HERE. VICTOR: YOU THINK LUCY'S WITH HIM? SCOTT: I DON'T KNOW, BUT THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY TO FIND OUT. LET'S GO. D.V.: WHAT ARE YOU READING? LUCY: OH, I HOPE YOU DON'T MIND. I TOOK SE OF YOUR BOOKS ON FRANCE AND ON PARIS JUST TO SEE IF SOMETHING WOULD GET MY MEMORY GOING, AND NOTHING SEEMS TO BE WORKING. I MEAN, I KNOW THESE NAMES -- MONTPARNASSE, THE SORBONNE, NOTRE DAME. I KNOW THAT, I'M FAMILIAR WITH THE NAMES, BUT NOTHING IS CONNECTED TO ME. I DON'T FEEL LIKE THIS IS HOME. FOR EXAMPLE, WHERE WAS MY HOUSE? D.V.: YOUR APARTMENT WAS RIGHT THERE. LUCY: WOW. SO IT WAS RIGHT -- RIGHT ON THE RIVER. D.V.: MM-HMM. THE VIEW OF THE SEINE FROM YOUR BEDROOM WINDOW WAS MAGNIFICENT. LUCY: OH. WELL, I CERTAINLY JUST WISH I REMEMBERED. D.V.: OH, I'M SURE IT'LL ALL COME BACK SOON. LUCY: I HOPE. SO, THAT'S WHAT I'M GOING TO DO. I'M GOING TO SIT HERE AND IMMERSE MYSELF IN ALL OF THIS AND HOPE SOMETHING, EVEN A PICTURE, A POST CARD, JOGS SOME INKLING OF MY MEMORY. D.V.: WELL, YOU DO WHATEVER YOU WANT, EVIE. AFTER ALL, YOU LEFT PARIS TO BE WITH ME, AND NOW THIS IS YOUR HOME. YOU CAN DO WHATEVER YOU PLEASE. SEBASTIAN: I FEEL BETTER TODAY THAN I HAVE IN WEEKS. SO WELL, IN FACT, I CALLED THE AIRLINES AND PUT TWO TICKETS ON HOLD TO NEW ORLEANS. ELLEN: SEBASTIAN, I -- I CAN'T JUST LEAVE THE HOSPITAL AT A MOMENT'S NOTICE. SEBASTIAN: WHAT, YOU HAVE A COUPLE OF DAYS. YOU CAN SHIFT YOUR SCHEDULE AROUND. IS THAT A PROBLEM? ELLEN: I'M AFRAID SO. SEBASTIAN: THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG. WHAT IS IT? EVE: WHO ARE YOU? EVE: I'M TALKING TO YOU. MAN: YOU CAN SEE ME? EVE: OF COURSE I CAN. YOU'RE STANDING RIGHT -- OH. OH, WAIT A MINUTE. OH. DON'T TELL ME I'M DEAD AGAIN. [CAPTIONING MADE POSSIBLE BY NCI'S CORPORATE PARTNERS] MAN: BURT SAID YOU WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO SEE OR HEAR ME. EVE: BURT? MAN: DON'T YOU REMEMBER THE AVALANCHE THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO KILL YOU, ONLY BURT CAME TOO LATE? EVE: BURT THE ANGEL OF DEATH SENT YOU? MAN: FIRST OFF, I GOT TO TELL YOU, MOST EVERYONE IN HIS DEPARTMENT HATES THAT LABEL. IT'S SO -- EVE: WAIT A MINUTE -- THERE'S MORE THAN ONE ANGEL OF DEATH? MAN: THEY PREFER THE TERM TRANSITIONAL ENGINEER. EVE: YEAH, WHATEVER. MAN: AND SECOND, I AM NOT ONE OF THOSE GUYS. SO YOU CAN PUT YOUR MIND AT REST. YOU'RE NOT DEAD. EVE: OH. WELL, GOOD. MAN: BUT I STILL DON'T KNOW WHY YOU CAN SEE AND HEAR ME. EVE: WHO EXACTLY ARE YOU, AND WHY DID BURT SEND YOU? MAN: MY NAME IS ERNIE. BURT AND THE GATEKEEPER BELIEVE YOUR TRANSITION WOULD NEVER HAVE GOTTEN MESSED UP IF YOU'D HAD A GUARDIAN ANGEL WORKING ON YOUR CASE FULL-TIME. EVE: YEAH, BUT WAIT A MINUTE -- IT'S A GOOD THING THAT IT GOT MESSED UP. SEE, I LIVED BECAUSE IT GOT MESSED UP. ERNIE: DON'T ASK ME. I'M ONLY FOLLOWING ORDERS. THE GATEKEEPER LOOKED AT YOUR LIFE -- THINGS THAT HAPPENED, THINGS COMING UP -- AND THOUGHT IT WOULD BE GOOD IF YOU HAD SOMEONE LOOKING OUT FOR YOU. I DIDN'T QUESTION HER. THIS WAS A REAL OPPORTUNITY FOR ME. EVE: YOU'VE NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE? ERNIE: YOU'RE MY FIRST. HEY, I BET YOU BEING ABLE TO SEE ME HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH YOU COMING OUT OF THE ANESTHESIA. I SHOULD WRITE THIS DOWN. EVE: GREAT, I'VE ALWAYS WANTED A GUARDIAN ANGEL -- AND NOW THAT I HAVE ONE, HE'S A ROOKIE. ERNIE: DON'T WORRY ABOUT ME. I'M A FAST LEARNER. EVE: SO, HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN WATCHING ME? ERNIE: SINCE THE GATEKEEPER ALLOWED YOU TO RETURN. EVE: DO YOU WATCH ME ALL THE TIME? ERNIE: YEAH. EVE: ALL THE TIME? ERNIE: OH, OH, OH. NO, NO, I WOULD NEVER -- I AM A GENTLEMEN AND I ALWAYS RESPECT THE DICTATES OF PRIVACY. EVE: WHEW. THAT'S A RELIEF. HEY, I WONDER IF YOU COULD HELP ME OUT. ERNIE: MAYBE. EVE: I WANT TO KNOW ABOUT SOMEONE WHO PASSED AWAY, SOMEONE VERY SPECIAL TO ME. ERNIE: I CAN'T GIVE YOU INFORMATION ABOUT ANYONE LIVING OR DEAD. THAT'S NOT THE WAY IT WORKS. IN FACT, LIKE I SAID, YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO SEE OR HEAR ME AT ALL. EVE: HOW CAN YOU GUARD ME IF YOU CAN'T TELL ME ANYTHING? ERNIE: DID YOU EVER DO SOMETHING WRONG AND THEN SAY, "THERE WAS A LITTLE VOICE INSIDE ME SAYING I SHOULDN'T DO THIS, BUT I DIDN'T LISTEN"? EVE: YOU'RE THAT LITTLE VOICE. ERNIE: SOME PEOPLE CALL IT INTUITION, SOME PEOPLE CALL IT ANSWERED PRAYER, AND OTHER PEOPLE SAY IT'S YOUR GUARDIAN ANGEL WHISPERING IN YOUR EAR. WHATEVER PROBLEMS YOU FACE, LOOK TO YOUR HEART, LISTEN FOR THE VOICE. YOU'VE GOT SOME TOUGH TIMES AHEAD. EVE: WHAT DO YOU MEAN, TOUGH TIMES? WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN? ERNIE: BUT I'LL BE HERE. EVE: BOY, SOME GUARDIAN ANGEL YOU ARE. WAS THAT SPEECH ABOUT TOUGH TIMES SUPPOSED TO CHEER ME UP? CAN'T YOU TELL ME ANYTHING MORE? ERNIE? KEVIN: EVE? EVE? EVE: KEVIN. KEVIN: HOW YOU FEELING? EVE: I JUST HAD THE STRANGEST DREAM. I CAN'T REMEMBER IT. HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN HERE? KEVIN: A WHILE. EVE: IT FELT LIKE SOMEONE WAS WATCHING OVER ME. KEVIN: SOMEONE IS. ELLEN: I DIDN'T SLEEP VERY WELL LAST NIGHT. SEBASTIAN: WORRIED ABOUT LUCY? ELLEN: THE PHONE CALL I GOT FROM THE HOSPITAL LAST NIGHT. SEBASTIAN: THE ONE THAT CAME IN AFTER WE MADE LOVE. ELLEN: IT WAS MATT. SEBASTIAN: AND I'M GUESSING HE WASN'T CALLING FOR PROFESSIONAL REASONS. ELLEN: NO. SEBASTIAN: YOU WANT TO GO SEE HIM? ELLEN: SEBASTIAN, LAST NIGHT WAS SO WONDERFUL. BUT THE TRUTH IS -- SEBASTIAN: BUT YOU -- YOU CARE ABOUT MATT. ELLEN: I MADE A CHOICE TO BE WITH YOU. BUT I CAN'T JUST FORGET WHAT MATT HAS MEANT TO ME. SEBASTIAN: ELLEN, I SAID THAT I WILL BE GRATEFUL FOR WHATEVER TIME THAT WE HAVE. GO ON. SEE MATT. WE'LL DO NEW ORLEANS SOME OTHER TIME. ELLEN: YOUR UNDERSTANDING MAKES ME CARE ABOUT YOU ALL THE MORE. SEBASTIAN: NOW, I DIDN'T SAY I WAS GOING TO GIVE YOU UP WITHOUT A FIGHT. ELLEN: I'D BETTER GO. LAST NIGHT WAS GLORIOUS, WASN'T IT? SEBASTIAN: THAT IT WAS. D.V.: HOW'S THAT? LUCY: OOH. D.V.: IS THAT ALL RIGHT? LUCY: MM-HMM. THAT -- THAT IS HEAVEN. OOH. [DOORBELL RINGS] D.V.: I'LL BE JUST A MINUTE. LUCY: OH. D.V.: WHERE ARE YOU GOING? LUCY: I DON'T WANT TO MEET ANYBODY LIKE THIS. I'M GOING TO GO FIND SOMETHING TO PUT ON. D.V.: OK. SCOTT: WHERE IS SHE? D.V.: WHO? SCOTT: LUCY. D.V.: I'VE ALREADY TOLD YOU, I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE MS. COE IS. SCOTT: WELL, WE KNOW FOR A FACT THAT A HOMELESS WOMAN DROPPED HER OFF AT YOUR OFFICE YESTERDAY. D.V.: IN FACT, TWO HOMELESS WOMEN CAME TO MY OFFICE. ONE OF THEM ASKED IF I KNEW WHO SHE WAS BECAUSE SHE HAD SUFFERED SOME SORT OF ACCIDENT AND HAD FOUND MY NAME ON A PIECE OF PAPER IN HER POCKET. BUT IT WASN'T LUCY. IN FACT, SHE SAID HER NAME WAS EVE. SCOTT: WELL, THAT WAS LUCY. D.V.: OH, IT DIDN'T LOOK LIKE LUCY. SHE WAS WEARING OLD AND DIRTY CLOTHES AND HADN'T WASHED FOR DAYS. SCOTT: WELL, SHE'S GOT AMNESIA AND SHE'S BEEN LIVING IN THE STREETS. D.V.: THAT WAS LUCY? SCOTT: YEP. D.V.: WELL, I ENDED UP JUST GIVING HER 100 BUCKS BECAUSE I FELT SORRY FOR HER AND SENDING HER ON HER WAY. IF I'D KNOWN IT WAS LUCY, I CERTAINLY WOULD'VE NOTIFIED THE POLICE. SCOTT: WELL, THAT'S A GOOD STORY. BUT WE'D LIKE TO LOOK AROUND. D.V.: WELL, I'M AFRAID NOT. MAX. MAX: PROBLEM, MR. BORDISSO? D.V.: NO, I DON'T THINK ANYMORE. MY FRIENDS WERE JUST LEAVING. GOOD DAY, GENTLEMEN. OH -- IF YOU NEED HELP TRYING TO FIND LUCY COE, JUST LET ME KNOW. SCOTT: OH, WE WILL. VICTOR: LOVELY APARTMENT. D.V.: WHY, THANK YOU. SCOTT: CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS GUY? VICTOR: NO, I DON'T. SCOTT: WE'VE GOT TO GET BACK IN THERE. VICTOR: HE'S INSTALLED AN ASGUARD SECURITY SYSTEM. IT'S TOP-OF-THE-LINE. SCOTT: WELL, IS BREAKING IN OUT OF THE QUESTION? VICTOR: WELL, I WOULDN'T SAY THAT. LUCY: OH. WHO WAS AT THE DOOR? D.V.: UH -- MESSENGER. WRONG APARTMENT. LUCY: OH. D.V.: YOU KNOW, I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT HOW TO HELP YOU REGAIN YOUR MEMORY, AND I THINK I HAVE A SOLUTION. LUCY: REALLY? YOU DO? WHAT? WHAT IS IT? D.V.: WE NEED TO TAKE A TRIP. EVEN IF IT'S BEEN A WHILE SINCE YOUR LAST BREATH SAVER... DON'T WORRY. BECAUSE BREATH SAVERS' CONCENTRATED CORE THANK YOU. OOH. NICE BREATH. I NEVER MET A DOG I DIDN'T LIKE, WHICH IS A GOOD THING, CONSIDERING SOME OF THE OCCUPATIONAL HAZARDS MY FRIENDS PUT ME THROUGH. THIS IS MINE. THIS IS HERMAN. OOOH, WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE ? MMM, A TICK. THAT'S WHY I CHOOSE FRONTLINE FOR THESE GUYS. FRONTLINE IS THE BEST, BECAUSE IT'S THE ONLY ONE... THAT PROTECTS THEM FROM FLEAS AND DISEASE-CAUSING TICKS, TOO. SORRY I KEPT YOU WAITING. NO MATTER WHO YOUR BEST FRIEND HAPPENS TO BE. FOR FLEAS AND TICKS, VETERINARIANS CHOOSE: OKAY, ONE MORE TIME. [ Buzzing ] [ Snoring ] UH ! [ Crunching ] NEW RAISIN BRAN CRUNCH. TASTES SO GOOD: - YOU MEAN IT DOESN'T COVER ONE SMELL WITH ANOTHER ? - EXACTLY. THIS STUFF GETS RID OF SMELLS ON FABRICS. [ Announcer ] RIGHT. IT'S FEBREZE AND IT CLEANS... ODORS OUT OF FABRICS. COME ON. SMELL DOESN'T COME BACK LATER ? HASN'T YET. AND IT WON'T. SEE, FEBREZE GETS DOWN INTO FABRICS... WHERE IT SAFELY CLEANS THOSE SMELLS AWAY-- FOR GOOD. STILL GOOD. ONCE IT'S DRY, IT'S BYE-BYE SMELL. AND I'M ALL OVER THE PLACE WITH IT. FEBREZE CLEANS BAD SMELLS OUT OF FABRICS FOR GOOD. AND GOOD JUST KEEPS GETTING BETTER. G[PIANO PLAYING] NO, NO, YOU MUST FEEL THE MUSIC. FEEL THE MUSIC! GIMME A BREAK! WHOA! ü GIMME ME A BREAK, ü ü GIMÑE ME A BREAK, ü ü BREAK ME OFF A PIECE OF THAT KIT KAT BAR! ü [GLASS CRASHING, CAT SCREECHING] EVE: DID YOU FIND LUCY? KEVIN: NO, NOT YET. WE HAVE SOME LEADS, THOUGH. WE KNOW SHE'S ALIVE. EVE: WHAT ARE YOU DOING BACK IN PORT CHARLES? KEVIN: DO YOU THINK I'D LET YOU GO THROUGH THIS BY YOURSELF? EVE: YOU CAME BACK FOR ME? KEVIN: YOU'D BETTER BELIEVE IT. SO TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED. EVE: WELL, AFTER YOU LEFT, I STARTED FEELING WORSE AND WORSE. AND AT FIRST I THOUGHT I WAS PREGNANT. KEVIN: THANKS FOR TELLING ME. EVE: WELL, I DIDN'T WANT TO TELL YOU AND GET YOU WORRIED UNTIL I KNEW ANYTHING FOR SURE. YOU HAD ENOUGH TO DEAL WITH IN NEW YORK, TRYING TO FIND LUCY. AT ANY RATE, THE TEST CAME BACK NEGATIVE. BUT I STILL FELT WORSE. KEVIN: NEXT TIME -- IF THERE IS A NEXT TIME -- DON'T PLAY THE STOIC. EVE: WELL, YOU KNOW ME. I DON'T SURRENDER EASILY. CHRIS HAD TO PRACTICALLY DRAG ME INTO THE EXAM ROOM TO TAKE THE TEST. CHRIS: "DRAG" IS CERTAINLY THE RIGHT WORD. EVE: HI. KEVIN: YOU KNOW, I'LL -- I'LL JUST WAIT OUTSIDE. EVE: NO. I WANT YOU TO STAY WITH ME. KEVIN: OK. EVE: LET'S HAVE IT. CHRIS: WELL, IT'S GOOD NEWS. THE ENDOMETRIOSIS IS NOT EXTENSIVE. NOW, I'VE SCHEDULED SURGERY FOR NEXT WEEK TO REMOVE THE REMAINING TISSUE. UNTIL THEN, I'M GOING TO PUT YOU ON BIRTH-CONTROL PILLS. THAT SHOULD KEEP THE GROWTH IN CHECK, LESSEN THE PAIN. AS YOU KNOW, IT'S NOT A CURE, SO YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO KEEP AN EYE ON IT, BUT AS IT STANDS NOW, YOU SHOULD HAVE NO PROBLEM HAVING CHILDREN SOMEDAY. EVE: FINE. ELLEN: IT WAS GOOD TO HEAR YOUR VOICE LAST NIGHT. MATT: I TRIED NOT THINKING ABOUT YOU, BUT I FAILED MISERABLY. ELLEN: I'M GLAD. MATT: I IMAGINED WHAT I WANT MY LIFE TO BE LIKE IN FIVE YEARS, AND I KEPT SEEING YOU THERE BESIDE ME. ELLEN: I WANT YOU IN MY LIFE, TOO. MATT: SO YOU SAY. YOU ALSO TOLD ME THAT THIS THING WITH SEBASTIAN ISN'T A ROMANTIC ENTANGLEMENT, BUT THE WAY YOU KISSED HIM AFTER HIS SURGERY HARDLY LOOKED PLATONIC, ELLEN. ELLEN: I DON'T BLAME YOU FOR BEING ANGRY WITH ME, AND I'M SORRY IF YOU THINK THAT I LIED TO YOU, BUT I DON'T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO SAY. I WAS SO RAW -- WITH THE SURGERY AND NEARLY LOSING MY FRIEND, AND THEN THINKING THAT I'D LOST YOU FOR GOOD. I DON'T HAVE A BETTER EXPLANATION OTHER THAN IT JUST HAPPENED. MATT: DO YOU STILL LOVE ME? ELLEN: YES. VERY MUCH. MATT: WELL, THEN I'M WILLING TO KEEP TRYING TO WORK THIS OUT. SCOTT: YOU ALL SET? VICTOR: YES. I THINK WE HAVE EVERYTHING WE NEED HERE TO DISABLE DAVID BORDISSO'S SECURITY SYSTEM. SCOTT: GOOD. GOOD, GOOD. VICTOR: WHAT'S THAT? SCOTT: THIS IS OUR EXPLANATION WHY WE'RE IN THE BUILDING. WE'RE MAINTENANCE MEN. VICTOR: WHERE DID YOU GET THOSE? SCOTT: I STOLE THEM OFF THE LAUNDRY CART. VICTOR: WELL, I THINK WE HAVE EVERYTHING WE NEED. I EVEN GOT SOME FRESH FILM FOR THE CAMERA. SCOTT: I DON'T SEE A CAMERA. VICTOR: MY WATCH. MY WATCH IS ALSO A CAMERA. WE CAN'T RISK REMOVING ANYTHING WE FIND INTERESTING, CAN WE? BY THE WAY, WHILE WE'RE ON THE SUBJECT, THIS PENCIL IS ACTUALLY A DART GUN. IT'S LOADED WITH RAPID-ACTING SEDATIVES. PUNCH TWICE ON THE ERASER IN CASE ANYONE SURPRISES US. SCOTT: YEAH. WHERE DID YOU GET ALL THESE GREAT TOYS? VICTOR: I'M JUST A SUCKER FOR GADGETS. SCOTT: I GOT TO GET SOME GADGETS, YOU KNOW, BECAUSE MY WATCH DOESN'T DO ANYTHING BUT TELL TIME. VICTOR: DON'T FEEL BAD. I'M JUST LIKE A LITTLE KID STILL ENTRANCED BY THE PROSPECT OF A SECRET DECODER RING OR X-RAY EYEGLASSES. ALORS, MON AMI. D.V.: IT'S TIME TO GO, EVIE. LUCY: AH. WHERE TO? D.V.: WELL, YOU DON'T WANT ME TO SPOIL THE SURPRISE, DO YOU? LUCY: I LOVE -- I ABSOLUTELY LOVE SURPRISES. AT LEAST I THINK I DO. I DO, DON'T I? D.V.: YES, IT'S ONE OFOUR FAVORITE THINGS. NOW COME ALONG. LUCY: HEY, WHAT -- WHAT IS THE BIG HURRY HERE? D.V.: IT'S A LONG TRIP. LUCY: OK, I'M NOT GOING TILL YOU GIVE ME A HINT. JUST ONE TEENY TINY LITTLE HINT. D.V.: ALL RIGHT, IT'S ONE OF YOUR FAVORITE SPOTS IN THE WORLD, AND I'M THINKING IF YOU SEE IT, IT MAY JOG YOUR MEMORY. LUCY: OH, YOU'RE RIGHT. ALL RIGHT. WHAT ARE WE WAITING FOR? WHEN YOU COMBINE REESE'S PEANUT BUTTER CUPS AND CRISPY WAFERS, THE COMBINATION IS IRRESISTIBLE. REESE STICKS... ( snoring... ) WHEN DENTURES DREAM, THEY SEE THE PERFECT DENTURE CLEANSER-- ONE WITH THE STAIN FIGHTING POWER OF EFFERDENT AND THE FRESHENING POWER OF LISTERINE. WELL, LITTLE FRIEND, DREAM NO MORE. IT'S REALLY HERE. IT'S CALLED EFFERDENT PLUS AND IT'S THE ONLY DENTURE CLEANSER THAT CAN MAKE YOUR DREAM COME TRUE. EFFERDENT CLEAN AND LISTERINE FRESH. AHH! THAT'S EFFERDENT PLUS. ELLEN: WELL, IT'S TIME. I'VE GOT TO GET BACK TO THE E.R. MATT: YOU KNOW, ELLEN, THERE IS A FLAW IN YOUR THINKING. ELLEN: WHAT'S THAT? MATT: WELL, YOU SAY ALL YOU WANT IS A LITTLE MORE TIME WITH SEBASTIAN BEFORE HE DIES, BUT WE DON'T REALLY KNOW HOW MUCH LONGER SEBASTIAN HAS. ELLEN: HIS TESTS SHOW THAT HE ONLY HAS A FEW MONTHS -- TWO AT THE MOST. MATT: WELL, THAT'S A GUESS. IT'S BACKED BY SOLID MEDICAL INFORMATION, BUT IT'S STILL A GUESS. SEE, EVERY DOCTOR HAS AT LEAST ONE PATIENT THAT DEFIES THE ODDS AND EXPECTATIONS. SEBASTIAN IS IN LOVE WITH YOU, ELLEN, AND THERE MAY BE SOME TRUTH TO THE IDEA THAT LOVE CAN HEAL A BROKEN HEART. ELLEN: I DON'T THINK THAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN HERE. MATT: BUT YOU DON'T KNOW. I MEAN, HE COULD LIVE ANOTHER THREE MONTHS, SIX MONTHS, A YEAR. HE COULD OUTLIVE US BOTH BECAUSE ANY ONE OF US CAN DIE AT ANY MOMENT. HAVE YOU THOUGHT ABOUT THAT? KEVIN: YOU KNOW, YOU DIDN'T SEEM TOO EXCITED OVER THE RESULTS OF YOUR LAPAROSCOPY. EVE: IT COULD BE WORSE. KEVIN: BUT THE STILL-ABLE-TO-HAVE-KIDS PART DIDN'T EXACTLY ELICIT CARTWHEELS, NOW, DID IT? EVE: WELL, HAVING CHILDREN ISN'T EXACTLY A TOP PRIORITY FOR ME. KEVIN: TOP PRIORITY NOW OR EVER? EVE: I JUST DON'T SEE MYSELF AS GRADE-A, NUMBER ONE MOMMY MATERIAL. KEVIN: ARE YOU KIDDING? YOU GET ALONG SO WELL WITH SERENA. EVE: OH, YEAH. WE HAVE A BLAST WHEN WE'RE TOGETHER, BUT THAT'S ONLY FOR A COUPLE HOURS AT A TIME. BUT HAVING A CHILD 24 HOURS A DAY, SEVEN DAYS A WEEK -- THAT'S A WHOLE DIFFERENT BALLGAME. KEVIN: BUT YOU'RE PATIENT, YOU'RE KIND, YOU'RE EMPATHETIC. I, FOR ONE, THINK YOU WOULD MAKE A TERRIFIC MOTHER. EVE: LOOK, I KNOW MYSELF PRETTY WELL. NOT EVERYONE IS CUT OUT TO BE A PARENT. I MEAN, LET'S FACE IT -- MY MOM WAS A PRETTY CRUMMY ROLE MODEL, AND MY PAST IS NOTHING TO BRAG ABOUT. YOU KNOW, WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN SOMEDAY WHEN MY KID COMES UP TO ME AND SAYS, "HEY, MOM, WHAT'D YOU USED TO DO BEFORE YOU WERE A DOCTOR?" AND I SAY, "WELL, GEE, LITTLE BILLY, MOMMY WAS A HOOKER"? THAT'S NOT EXACTLY SOMETHING I LOOK FORWARD TO EXPLAINING. KEVIN: I KNOW. BUT I HAVE A LOUSY BACKGROUND, TOO, AND I USED TO THINK THAT MEANT THAT I WAS THE LAST PERSON ON EARTH THAT SHOULD BE A PARENT. BUT LUCY WAS SO INSISTENT ABOUT HAVING CHILDREN, IT FORCED ME TO RECONSIDER, AND I DISCOVERED THAT THERE'S A PART OF MYSELF THAT REALLY WANTS A CHILD. EVE: WELL, EVEN IF I REALLY WANTED A CHILD -- WHICH I DON'T -- ME BEING THE MOM WOULDN'T BE THE BEST THING FOR THE KID. KEVIN: I BET YOU'D SURPRISE YOURSELF. ERNIE: KEEP AN OPEN MIND. EVE: I PROMISE I'LL KEEP AN OPEN MIND. VICTOR: OK. GOOD. AS LONG AS THIS RED LIGHT IS FLASHING, THE ALARM IS DISABLED. SCOTT: OK, WELL, DOUBLE-CHECK THE BEDROOMS. VICTOR: RIGHT. VICTOR: THERE'S NOBODY HERE. THE PLACE IS -- WHAT IS IT? YOU FIND SOMETHING? SCOTT: IT'S A PICTURE OF MY MOTHER.