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a contact lens to match your color.

Talk it over with your wife

and we'll chat tomorrow.

The eye from a dead person?

I guess it would have to be.

- Uh-huh, yeah.

- Oh, I'm sorry, darling.

I know, it's weird, isn't it?

Oh boy, you think

about God's will.

- Is this God's will?

- Well, isn't it?

I don't know.

Well, he gave us the ability

to think and make discoveries.

You know what I mean.

You know, science and everything.

If it's for the good.

Well, what's not good about me

being able to have a career

and a family?

- Darling?

- What?

Nothing.

Brent, you're right.

- Of course, we should try it.

- Sure.

And if it doesn't work, babe,

it just-- it doesn't work.

And Saul arose from the Earth.

And when his eyes were opened

he saw no man.

They brought him into Damascus

where there was a certain disciple

named Ananias.

And to him

said the Lord in a vision,

"Ananias, arise and inquire

in the house of Judas

for one cold soul."

For I will show him

how many things he must suffer

for my name's sake.

And Ananias went his way

and entered into the house.

And laying his hands

on him said,

"Brother Saul,

the Lord Jesus,

who appeared to you

on the road as you came,

has sent me

that you may receive your sight

and be filled with the Holy Spirit."

Immediately, there fell from his eyes

something like scales.

And he received his sight

at once.

And he arose and was baptized.

Mrs. Matthews?

Mrs. Matthews?

Yes.

The operation

went smooth as silk.

Brent's in recovery

and should awaken at any moment.

I'm putting a patch

over the left eye.

Now, are we ready?

Ready.

Well, if everything

works out all right,

your vision should only be blurry

for a few days.

All right, now.

Here we go.

I like your hair

tied back that way.

Congratulations.

Here's the pitch.

Strike one,

slider down and inside.

Hi, I made them let me off work

an hour early.

What's wrong, sweetie,

another headache?

Yeah.

The doctor said the headaches

will go away soon.

And tomorrow you get your blue lens

and it's home sweet home.

You don't have to turn it off.

Yeah, it's just--

I can't watch it.

It should be me up there.

It will be, baby, it will be.

What is it?

Uh, nothin'.

Everything's gonna be okay.

I promise.

The headaches should diminish

little by little.

Now, it's important that you do

the eye exercises I gave you.

Now, let's, uh-- let's try this

to see how this lens fits.

- Honey, it looks great.

- Yeah?

Yeah.

Well, Brent, I'm gonna send

you home tomorrow.

Now, remember--

It's going to take

at least six weeks

for this surgery

to heal completely.

Ls there anything

he shouldn't do?

Oh, light exercise, fine.

But nothing strenuous.

And I want to see you

in a few days, okay?

Thanks, Doc.

Oh, man.

It's great to be home.

Since you're in such a good mood,

I think we should celebrate.

- Yeah.

- I'll give you my surprise, hm?

Surprise?

- What are you up to?

- You'll see.

- Ready?

- I guess.

Ta-da.

Oh.

What's this?

It's a present, dummy.

For me?

To Dad from Mom.

You're gonna have a baby?

We're gonna have a baby.

Aren't you happy?

Oh, yeah.

You don't look very happy.

I am.

I am.

Darlin', I think it's fantastic.

Brent, you're worried

about the future, aren't you?

I don't know.

Maybe a little.

You know, whatever happens,

it'll be okay.

Sure.

Aren't you gonna open it?

What am I doin'?

Okay, let's see.

A crib?

I thought this was

a present for me.

It is.

You get to put it together.

I get it, I get it.

- Did you put your drops in?

- Yeah.

Is the blur almost gone?

Oh, it's pretty clear.

Does your head still hurt?

Oh, it's just once in a while.

I suppose I'm gonna have

to get used to this new part of you.

Hey, I'm not the only one

with new parts around here.

Ain't it somethin'?

Five weeks old.

Just think, eight months

from now it'll be opening day.

Wouldn't it be great.

I'd tear up the league

in Spring training.

The majors pick me up.

The baby's born on opening day

and I celebrate

by comin' off the bench in the ninth

and swattin' one over the fence.

Wouldn't that be great?

It'd be great.

You look so pretty.

Oh, are we not supposed

to have sex?

Oh, no, we can have sex.

I just think

we should wait a little.

Until you heal better.

The doctor didn't say

anything about that.

Well, maybe tomorrow,

sweetie, okay?

It's just-- I'm not feeling, well--

you know.

I love you, Brent,

I'm just not in a sexy mood.

Would it help

if I put my lens in?

Is that what's bothering you?

Maybe that's not a bad idea.

I'm sure I'll get used

to you without it,

but at the moment it's...

I don't know.

It's a little strange.

No big deal.

The kid aims to please.

- I'm sorry.

- Oh, no.

- You okay?

- Mm-hm.

- I'm really sorry.

- Mmm.

Come, let's go to bed.

Oh, honey, the shutters.

Oh, jeez.

What's wrong?

Brent, what is it?

- A headache.

- Oh, come on, baby.

- Oh!

- Lie down.

Okay?

Gently, gently.

Easy.

- Ohh.

- Is that better?

Yeah, I think so.

I think it's goin' away.

A little too much excitement

on the first night, huh?

Yeah, you may be right.

Oh, that feels good.

Let's just go to sleep, hmm?

- Yeah, oh, just keep doin' that.

- Okay.

Honey, breakfast.

- Did you do your eye exercises?

- Mm-hm.

Listen, I have to get to work.

Are you okay?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

If you feel like it, why don't you take

a crack at putting the crib together?

Because I got the back yard

to work on! Okay?

You don't have to yell.

Did I?

I'm sorry.

Our baby will hear you.

There's my ride.

Bye.

- Mm.

- See ya.

No!

Make a joyful noise

unto the Lord, all ye lands.

Know ye that

the Lord he is God.

Brent?

Brent?

Hey, darlin'.

Come on up.

Got something to show ya.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Hi, sweetie.

- Mm.

You're in a good mood.

- Well, feelin' better, come on.

- Good.

Oh.

My handyman.

Yeah, it's pretty nifty, huh?

What about the sides?

I was about to do that.

There.

There.

Jesus Christ!

You took your diapers

off again.

Look at this mess.

You make everything so hard

for me, you--

What is it, what's wrong?

Oh, oh, Brent,

honey, what's the matter?

Oh, my God!

Well, can't he be reached

at home?

I don't care where he is,

I just need to talk to him.

No, no, no, it's my husband.

Well, I don't know,

it's an emergency.

Uh, he's not dying,

if that's what you mean.

Hey, I'm feelin' a little better.

Oh, hold on a moment, please.

Oh, I don't know, you look so--

I mean, I really think

you should see someone.

Oh, no, I really am feelin' better.

Just tell 'em

I'll call him tomorrow.

- Are you sure?

- Mm-hm.

Hello?

No, no, don't bother,

we'll call him in the morning.

Thank you.

Mm, I'm feeling much better.

Do you know what would

make me feel better still?

- Brent.

- What?

Look what you did, you bit me.

I'm bleeding.

Ohh--.

I see things.

What things?

Just, leave me alone.

Leave me alone!

He gnashes upon me with his eye.

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