Restoration

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When the horses are running

In flight

When your radar

Is in sight

No runway

No runway lights

She's ready

For you tonight

But things have changed

The moon and the stars

Are out tonight

And she sees

All that remains

She doesn't need you

Well, she's lonely

She's lonely

Yes, she's lonely

Well, she's lonely

She's lonely

She's lonely

- I've spoken with your family

and they're on their way.

They'll be here soon, John.

You're doing great.

Now let's talk about where

you're gonna vacation

after this, huh?

What's your favorite place?

Are you a mountain man?

You like to go

camping and fishing?

Maybe a little cabin

with your girlfriend?

Because you're doing great.

Now where do you wanna go

when you get out of here, huh?

How about New York City?

It's so magical there.

The Statue of Liberty,

Times Square, Broadway.

I'm a water baby myself.

Love the ocean.

You ever been to the Bahamas?

Oh, you'd love it, John.

Just love it.

Warm sun, the coronas

are cold and cheap.

Come on, John.

Just hold on, okay?

Your parents are coming,

they're so close, I promise.

Just hang on.

John, just stay with me, okay?

Stay with me.

John, just stay with me.

You're gonna make it, John.

You are, I promise you.

You can do this, please, John.

Please.

John?

Jonathan.

John?

- Dr. Jordan?

You need to call it.

Time of death, 3:15AM.

- You can keep it if

you've lost yours.

I know how hard moving can be.

- It wasn't for me, it was for

the patient, nurse Smything.

- Oh, great, honey.

- Hey.

- - Hi.

- You're home.

- Are you okay?

- - Yeah.

- Yeah?

Baby, these are our neighbors.

Harold and Francine Stone.

- Hi, I'm Rebecca.

- Nice to meet you.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- And they

brought homemade cookies.

- Oh, wow.

Not right now, thanks.

Homemade, wow that's

so kind of you.

- Well, we're foodies so any

excuse to get in the kitchen

is a good one for Harold.

- Hey, I earned that.

Actually, Francine and I were

just talking the other day

about how we needed some new

blood in the neighborhood

so we'd love to have you

guys over for dinner.

- Yeah, as soon as

the hospital gives her

some time to breathe,

we'd love that.

- That's right.

Congratulations

on the residency.

It's a fantastic hospital.

- Yeah, I feel pretty

lucky about it.

- So, how does that work?

I mean, they just choose

where you go and you pack up

your life and move

there for four years?

'Cause that just sounds rough.

- Um, well actually...

- Just Google it, Harold.

The poor woman just

got off work, okay?

Let's just let her relax.

- Sorry.

- And we love your plans

for the house, by the way.

Very impressive.

- Yeah, we're pretty

excited about it too.

- It's a lot of work but

I think it'll be worth it.

- And then we still have to

sort through all the belongings

from Mr. Vanderhorst.

My goodness, he had such an

odd assortment of things.

- So he just walked away?

- Did you know him?

- Uh, no.

- No.

I mean, I waved at him a

few times from the mail box

but that's it.

- Well the brokers said that

his wife passed away recently?

And he just wanted to put

this house and his whole life

behind him, I guess.

- So sad.

- Not unusual, though.

I mean, statistically speaking,

men who outlive their wives

don't live very long.

And that's why you

have to live forever.

- Forever?

- Forever and ever.

- Well, okay then.

- Let's go, old man.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Oh, a hug. Okay, thank you.

Thanks so much for the

cookies and the teddy bear.

- Teddy bear?

- Nope, that's a actually

a gift from the house.

Yeah, I found it in the wall.

I thought it was a possum,

it scared the sh*t out of me.

- Well, there's one more

for the collection then.

- You collect teddy bears?

- Uh, no.

- Phew.

- But Mr. Vanderhorst

certainly did.

- Yeah, a lot of 'em.

- 400 of them.

- Really?

- No sh*t.

You know, I've heard

that old teddy bears

can be worth a lot of money,

like there was one guy

on Craigslist who was...

- Honey.

- I'll Google it,

I'll Google it.

See you guys.

- Bye.

- Bye.

- Bye.

Hi.

Internal damage.

The brain haemorrhage

was just too much.

I was really hoping that

he could see his family

before he passed.

They were 10 minutes out, Todd.

They were so close.

- You know, maybe it's

a good thing that

they didn't make it.

That they didn't

see him that way.

You know?

- Yeah.

I wanna be there for you,

and you for me in our

last moment of life.

I want it to just be us.

The last thing we see and know.

- If you're last

thing that I see,

when I die,

then I'll be happy,

'cause then I know I'll

already be in heaven.

- Oh my god.

That is the best and worst

thing I've ever heard.

- I hate you so much.

- I love you so much.

God, you're so sweet.

You're so sweet, thank you.

The candles are so beautiful.

- Just wait until I get

that gas line installed

for the fireplace.

Then whoosh.

As you wish, my lady.

- Oh god, you know

how I love it when you

spoil me with technology.

- And fine cuisine.

Don't forget the hours I've

spent slaving over a hot phone.

- Perish the

thought, master chef.

- Oh, you belittle

me with your giggles.

You see, this is man's work.

You couldn't

possibly understand.

- Oh, really?

- Mm-hm.

- Me thinks you doth

protest too much.

- Is that right?

- Oh, yeah.

Uh, pardon me, ma'am,

but I think, I think

you've got some dry rot

in your timbers and

your transom.

- Oh really?

Is that how you see me,

as this old house guy?

- If the

shoe fits, partner.

- Is that right?

- Mm-hm.

- Okay.

Well you know what

this calls for.

- What?

- Bear fight.

- Oh!

- Come on!

- Oh-ho!

- Huh?

- Oh yeah, butt first!

Oh, god!

Okay!

In the face!

- Come on! Come on!

- Oh, don't be a

feared little fella!

I ain't gonna hurts ya!

I'm gonna get you!

Todd?

Todd?

Ow!

God, you dick!

- Oh baby, I'm

sorry, are you okay?

- Yes, I'm okay!

- I was just playing.

- Well that bear isn't,

that sh*t is hard!

Oh, there's something

inside this.

- Easy...

Easy...

- Oh my god, Todd, there's

definitely something in here.

Todd, it's a book.

- It's a diary.

No no, you do the

honors, doctor.

- Me?

Okay.

How do I...

- Okay seriously, I mean...

Okay baby, I don't know how

you're ever gonna make surgeon

with a grip like that.

- Ha ha, you are so f***ing...

- My god!

- - Hey, I got it.

- No, it's small,

really it's nothing.

- No, my kit's upstairs.

- It just scared me.

- No, I don't care.

These hands are worth

millions so we're gonna

get you upstairs, we're

gonna get you cleaned up.

And then you're going

to bed, young lady.

- Oh, yeah. Oh,

my big strong man.

Oh I love it when you take

charge, you know that?

- As you wish, eh?

- Oh my

god, that's so bad.

Todd!

Todd, you let me

sleep in too late.

- You looked too cute,

I didn't wanna wake you.

- Really, you are

sch a sweet-talker.

- True.

- I'm seriously late.

- Okay.

- - Coffee.

- Coffee?

- Mm-hm.

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