Devil's Due Page #3
and iron, since you're a vegetarian.
Mmm-hmm.
ZACH:
Yeah, I've been tryingto break her of that.
It's for the baby.
Mmm-hmm.
But, overall,
you're pretty healthy.
I'm expecting a pretty
smooth ride, here.
ZACH:
Awesome.Great.
- Okay?
- ZACH:
Thank you.DR. LUDKA:
One more thing.ZACH:
Ooh.Congratulations.
The due date is March 30th.
ZACH:
Hey, he looks like you.He doesn't!
Ooh, Will you hold this?
(DR. LUDKA LAUGHS)
Oh, sure.
Oh, sweet.
That's awesome.
Sorry. Thanks.
(ALL LAUGHING)
DR. LUDKA:
All right, I expectyou guys back in five weeks.
ZACH:
I thinkMaverick drank my wine.
(SAMANTHA CHUCKLES)
Aw, Mav, he's such a lush.
ZACH:
Hey, have your anklesSAMANTHA:
Oh, my God,with the ankles.
Yes, they're swelling up.
I read in the baby book, it says
that those things swell sometimes.
They do. My entire thing
It looks good.
You could use a little
meat on your bones.
Mmm-mmm.
I don't like it.
ZACH:
Hey, ew.I mean, whoa.
What? Oh, God.
ZACH:
You haven't noticed that?No, what is that?
Oh.
Does it hurt?
No, I think my body is being
taken over by hormones.
Ugh, this is not supposed to be
happening yet. Don't look at that.
You're making a person
inside of your person.
(CHUCKLES) Seriously,
that's amazing.
Sam.
Mmm?
You're making a baby.
I can't do that.
Yeah.
(SAMANTHA SNORING)
(ZACH SIGHS)
(SNIFFS)
Mmm.
(MAVERICK WHINES)
ZACH:
Oh, she woke you up?Yeah. So, your mother snores.
Even though she
categorically denies it.
But we now have hard evidence.
So, if she ever
denies it again...
Oh, hey. Sam.
Sam, hey.
Jesus, Sam.
Sam.
Hey.
(MOANS)
Go to sleep.
ZACH:
What are you doing?Hello.
ZACH:
They're getting restless.So, I'll leave it to Sam.
We're having a baby.
(ALL CHEERING)
Oh, my God!
(ZACH LAUGHS)
What?
MR. MCCALL:
We get tobe grandparents again.
Stop.
SUZIE:
Congratulations.Flip it. Flip that card that
you just had in your hand.
Thank you. Seven,
king, so I get it.
(ZACH LAUGHS)
Tofu?
ZACH:
What didyou think it was?
I wish you wouldn't have
told me it was tofu.
I mean, did they do a sonogram?
SAMANTHA:
Oh, yeah.Did you get a picture?
SAMANTHA:
She wants a pictureto show everybody immediately.
MRS. MCCALL:
Oh, ultrasound.If you go with a C-section, your
- Great.
- What?
Natalie, why don't you try to not
micro-manage their entire thing?
It's not there.
We'll find it.
I couldn't find it.
When I do, I'll email it to you.
I hope you find it.
SAMANTHA:
We Will.I'm just gonna be on
pins and needles to see it.
(LAUGHS)
Oh, my God, Sam,
you're bleeding.
Oh, God.
Oh, jeez, here.
ZACH:
Sam, here you go.This is clean.
Tilt your head back.
(ALL MUTTERING INDISTINCTLY)
ZACH:
This is whereyou'll go to school.
I got beat up here
a couple times,
but that's not gonna
happen to you.
You're gonna be
a much cooler kid.
(BELLS TOLLING)
Ah, this is where me
and your mom got married.
Very pretty church.
This is where we walk the dog.
Here's the Anderson house.
Sh*t, f***. Maverick!
(BARKING)
(GRUNTS)
Maverick, God damn.
Hey, hey. Maverick!
(BARKING CONTINUES)
Come here. Hey, no, no.
No, no, we don't live here.
Come on.
(GROWLING)
All right, come on.
Come on.
This is your house.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
That's your room
up there on the left.
Your granddad says
that it's a money pit...
but it's got good bones.
Sh*t.
Hey
Hey.
Do you think this
looks too mish-mash?
Um...
Do you want the truth?
- ZACH:
I'm giving our baby a tour of the house.- SAMANTHA:
Yeah?Hey, that's not the house.
Sorry.
ZACH:
And the grandfinale, your room.
Formerly known as
your mother's office.
(SAMANTHA CHUCKLES)
But now we are converting.
Thank you for giving up your office.
Mmm-hmm. Whoa!
SAMANTHA:
Jeez. (CHUCKLES)Watch it, there.
I study on the couch all the time,
anyway, so it's not a big deal.
It's a pretty good room, though.
She really didn't do anything in
it, so I think it's only fair.
It's gonna be
kind of cool, though.
You and I are gonna
hang in here.
SAMANTHA:
Hey.- Do you see this guy across the street?
- ZACH:
Huh?SAMANTHA:
He's juststaring up at the house.
ZACH:
What the f***?SAMANTHA:
Oh, it's creepy.- ZACH:
Hey.- SAMANTHA:
Hi.- How was class?
- Ow!
Ugh. It was fine. I just had
to leave because I'm starving.
I think there's some
leftover Pad Thai in there.
I know, I don't want that.
Okay.
(GRUNTS)
Um...
I'm just gonna eat a bunch of cookies.
(ZACH CHUCKLES)
How are you feeling?
Fine.
I'm just hungry.
EMILY:
All right.Whoo! Get ready.
ZACH:
Hey, no!Oh!
- SAMANTHA:
What?- EMILY:
Hello?I told you that
this was off-limits
until I told you that
it was on-limits.
SAMANTHA:
But it's just Emily,I want her to see it.
EMILY:
It looks so good.- I don't care about Emily, I care about you.
- EMILY:
Oh.- Okay. Thanks.
- SAMANTHA:
Great.Are you guys gonna
pick a color or...?
SAMANTHA:
One of these days.EMILY:
This looksreally good, though.
- Oh, look! Oh, my God.
- ZACH:
Yep.- SAMANTHA:
That's really nice.- EMILY:
You made that?ZACH:
It's gonnalook way better.
SAMANTHA:
You're doing a great job.I'm very proud of you.
(EMILY CHUCKLES)
- Well, here's the crib.
- SAMANTHA:
Uh-huh.- Hey!
- SAMANTHA:
Oh, wow.ZACH:
Yeah, we got it at the antiqueplace and then I brought it home...
and sanded it down and
refinished it and stuff.
Made it baby-safe.
I know you're big
on baby safety.
EMILY:
Yeah, it looks great.SAMANTHA:
Cute sheets.(GROANS)
ZACH:
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.- I got you. Okay.
- SAMANTHA:
Ah!I got you. Sit down.
Are you okay?
EMILY:
It happenedthis morning, too.
This bad?
Mmm-hmm.
- Hey. Just breathe, okay?
- Mmm.
- Are you all right?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
EMILY:
Lie down, maybe?Are you sure?
I'll just sit here
for a sec. (EXHALES)
In...
(ALL INHALE)
and out.
(ALL EXHALE)
In...
Do you see what
I'm doing for you?
I'm learning how to breathe.
(SAMANTHA INHALES LOUDLY)
(BOTH EXHALE)
know some of this stuff.
ZACH:
I know this stuff.I know how to breathe.
Okay. I know that you know how to
breathe, but there's other stuff.
(INHALES)
Okay.
(CHUCKLES)
Stop!
INSTRUCTOR:
You are strong.You are healthy.
Your body is going through
a beautiful transformation.
(WHISPERING)
That's a load of sh*t.
INSTRUCTOR:
I want you all to imaginea place that's calming, quiet.
Make it a specific memory.
Where are you?
(WHISPERING) On the
beach on our honeymoon.
INSTRUCTOR:
How old are you?Are you alone?
Breathe into this memory
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