Everything Put Together Page #2

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particularly when they're not yours,

so the best about a sleepover...

...is when it 's at somebody else's.

- Well, excuse me, ladies.

You're all talk. You can't even

handle it when Michael's at school!

Yes, I can. I still have

the twins at home.

And then, when they're gone,

I'm gonna have another one.

- Hello?

- How's it going?

- It 's good. We're doing the room.

- That's good.

This looks great.

Yeah. Can't believe she made it.

- She really made that?

- Yep. She did.

I think it 's beautiful.

I love you too.

- Yeah?

- Hey, Mom?

Hi, honey. What time is it there?

I always forget the difference.

- It 's like five.

- Can I call you back?

- Yeah, sure.

- Okay. Thanks forcalling.

Mommy! I'm thirsty,

bring me a drink.

Think you could make it

a Scotch and water?

That 's the hormones talking.

She doesn't mean it.

Well, you know, I don't know

what to say. Angie's been amazing.

At the end of the first trimester,

she wanted to repaint the house...

so, just get it for her.

What is it, a hundred bucks?

Russ!

So what? She'll have another baby,

it 'll fit again then.

Swallow your pride.

They live in another world,

and with the hormones, it doesn't help.

- Russ!

...buttery, like a mango taste...

...whereas your Muscadet...

- Russ!

...is light...

- Russ!

Angie? I'll call you back. Angie!

...it 's been a long day. Focus,

Angie. I know it 's been a long day.

Come on. Two, three... push!

You look good. Rest.

Wait for the next contraction.

You're doing great. Ready?

I need two more out of you. Look

at me. I need you to concentrate.

On three, we need a big push.

You ready? One, two, three, push!

Look at me, Angie!

One, two, three!

There you go!

I see the head.

It 's over the crown.

I need two more. Big push for

the shoulders! We're almost there!

- One, two, three, push!

- Push, push!

One more, Angie! One more!

Come on, breathe for it!

Now, there we are! Here we go.

- You did it. You did it!

- Congratulations.

- You have a beautiful baby boy.

- Clear the airways.

- Good. Clamping.

- Bring him up here.

Bring him up. Let me

hear some numbers.

Angie, we're almost done here.

I need you to focus, all right?

I need two more pushes for the

placenta. Are you ready? Let 's go.

- All right.

- I know, folks.

Couple more pushes and

we get the placenta, okay?

You ready? One, two,

Angie? Three, push!

A little more. Good,

there we go. That 's it.

There you go.

- Oh, my.

- Beautiful.

Oh, my God.

- This one is beautiful.

- He's beautiful!

- Thank you.

- I am just so in love with him!

- I'm so in love!

- How cute is he?

Thank you.

- I don't feel like this is real.

- You are so beautiful.

This is some joke on another

planet or something.

Oh, my.

Would you mind taking our picture?

- How do you work this thing?

- Just point and click.

It 's not my jurisdiction.

- Did he get an angel name?

- Gabriel.

It 's Gabriel.

- Yeah?

- Where have you been?

Oh, Angie. They were

having a dinner for me.

Some nonsense about

woman of the year.

- Well, that 's impressive.

- Yeah? It's nothing, really.

Well, here's something

that 's not "nothing":

Ma, you're a grandmother.

My God! That's wonderful, darling.

That's the greatest news!

Congratulations.

He is a boy.

A boy? That is wonderful!

Oh, my! Tuesday.

I'll fly out Tuesday.

I am so happy.

I know. So am I.

He's... he's perfect.

I'm sure he is.

This is wonderful.

Do you need anything?

Just you.

- Iwish I could be there.

- I know.

- Where are you?

- I'm in the hospital.

The hospital?

That 's where they take you

when you have a baby, Mom.

I know. Are you all right?

I'm great.

Iwish I could be there

right now. I mean it.

- I know.

- Tuesday, honey.

- I'll see you Tuesday.

- Okay.

Bye.

- One...

- Two, three... baby!

Yay!

- Didn't I tell you?

- I should've listened to it.

- You have the best flowers, Barbie.

- Nice, though.

- What can I say?

- Liar.

But I like these ones from Russ.

Over there. He's so sweet.

They're beautiful and romantic.

- How much does he weigh?

- He's huge!

- How much did he weigh, Russ?

- Eight pounds, eleven ounces.

Big baby!

Hey, guys, one last picture.

Smile! Over here!

Fantastic.

Did you know

he was gonna be a boy?

I kinda knew he was a boy.

Who cares what they are,

as long as they just keep quiet?

Barbie, why don't you keep quiet?

Okay, guys...

All right, guys, we need

a soothing environment.

- He kind of looked Mark Spitz.

- Who?

- The swimmer.

- Excuse me...

- I was waving at the dog.

- Excuse me.

He makes me roll down the window,

introduces me to the dog...

- What 's the matter?

- I don't know what to put for 16.

Just leave it blank.

- And you just gave him your number?

- Well, he was cute.

Girl, you need to quit!

And guess what the dog's name was.

- What?

- Marlon.

- "I'm Melanie."

- Hi.

I thought you would want this.

Thank you.

- You know what I want to know?

- Sign.

Did you get along with the dog?

What do you think?

Good. That 's your pen.

I'd tell you the truth.

I do have fun. It 's a good life.

The time of birth was

An 8-pound, 11-ounce healthy male.

The expiration was 1:28 PM

of the following day.

Male infants are slightly more

susceptible to SIDS than females.

Well, characteristics such as

prematurity, low birth weight...

which doesn't apply here...

maternal substance abuse,

smoking, which also don't apply...

are considered

risk factors for SIDS.

who die of SIDS...

do not have or have not been

exposed to any risk factors.

It 's all right here.

I don't know how else to say it.

His heart stopped.

More children die of SIDS

every year than of cancer...

heart disease, pneumonia,

child abuse, AIDS...

cystic fibrosis and muscular

dystrophy combined.

You just don't hear about it.

I don't know what else to say.

I know how you must feel.

I'm sorry.

I'm trying to be helpful here.

I'm telling you what is known.

I know.

The best advice I can

give is to name the child...

bury it and move on.

We did name him. You were there.

- We should have another autopsy.

- There's nothing we can do, Angie.

Something must have happened, Russ.

I want to get another opinion.

A**hole!

I was holding him and he was fine!

The doctor gave me these pills.

Iwas holding him

and he was right there.

He was right there.

He was right there.

He was right there.

It 's okay.

It 's okay, baby. It 's okay.

Come, baby.

- Where are Gabriel's things?

- In a storage.

Angie, I really wanna make

funeral arrangements.

I don't wanna talk about it.

"BLEACH INDUSTRIAL STRENGTH"

Has anyone talked to Angie yet?

I haven't.

You haven't?

God. Well...

you know, that 's one way

of dealing with it, I guess.

What can I possibly say?

I know. I...

Maybe the best thing for her is to

have some time, know what I mean?

The Baptism's gonna be

really hard for her.

I couldn't. Don't know how she gets

up in the morning, much less...

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