The Secret Lives of Dentists Page #4

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- Yeah.

- You get that?

- Yeah.

- Like it hurts and it doesn't, sort of?

I love that.

Hey, I have a great idea.

Why don't you take the girls

to the house...

...and we'll spend the night.

Would you girls like that?

Yeah, let's go!

- What about my morning patients?

- I'll take them, and then I'll...

...take the train and meet

you for dinner.

- Right.

- I don't mind.

Of course you don't.

Well, okay.

But I could take yours,

I mean, that would be just as easy.

Oh, I just...

I thought you could use a day away.

But if you don't want to, that's fine,

we don't have to go, we can stay here.

- I wanna go!

- Hold it. I'd love to.

- Yes.

- Yeah.

I'm lazy and sleepy!

You got one, Steph?

Animal, vegetable or mineral?

- Animal.

- You just did animal.

- Animal crackers!

- Animal crackers?

- Dad, my stomach feels funny.

- Stay away from me.

- Shouldn't have had so much milk.

- I didn't, I took three sips. Stop, Dad.

- I'm gonna throw up.

- Oh, gosh!

- You gotta pull over.

- I'll pull over.

- Wait for this car.

- Let me wait for this car.

- Hurry up.

- Okay, hang on, sweetie.

- Here we go.

- Take her belt off.

Take your belt off, okay?

Come on, come on, come on.

Anything?

We can stop again if you have to,

all right?

Back on the road now.

Seat belt, please.

Wow, I feel better.

What do you suppose he's

doing to her right this second?

Have you thought about that?

I would.

Maybe she's dead.

That...

...would be sad.

All right, all right!

Stop your whining!

- Just be quiet.

- Dave!

- What? F***!

- Someone's here to see you.

- Terrible.

- Dr. Hurst?

- Yes?

- This was left from the accident.

- Jesus Christ.

- I'm awfully sorry.

Yeah, that's her.

You see the two crowns I did,

the Maryland bridge, see that?

- This place?

- Yeah, right here.

Thank you.

Hey, Dave?

Hey, Dave?

Dave?

Dave?

Nope, she's definitely alive.

She's determined to tell me.

See that look on her face?

- Not necessary.

- Goddamn it, I know you're out there!

Dave?

- Goddamn it!

- Mom?

What?

- What, Lizzie?

- What's wrong? What's happening?

- Stephanie.

- Nothing's happening.

- Hat trick.

- I'm calling him, I want him to come in.

- Goddamn it!

- Daddy!

Dave, Leah's calling you!

Dave!

- Jackass.

- Mom, what's happening?

What, honey?

Well, throw up. Let's just get up.

You wanna get up, you can get up.

- Want a cigar?

- I'm not yelling. I'm calling Daddy.

- Okay.

- Thank you.

There you go.

Dave.

No, no, sweetie, go play with the girls.

You're making so much noise!

We're trying to have a picnic!

That should be just your size now.

You don't want to look just like Megan.

Why not?

I don't know.

- Yes, I do.

- Honey, no.

You're gonna wear the red one.

It's really warm and it's very stylish.

I want a new coat.

If I buy you a new coat right now,

you are growing so fast...

...it's not going to fit you by the fall.

Let's wait until September, then if you

want it, I promise, I'll get it.

Okay?

How's everybody?

- Good.

- Good.

Like this? Watch.

Rock, paper, scissors.

Rock, paper, scissors.

Don't stop, it's fine.

Dad!

- Yucky, yucky.

- Disgusting.

- Yuck!

- Yuck.

Whatever Lizzie did or didn't have,

I've got the flu now.

Hundred and two.

Think I should sleep downstairs,

on the couch?

- I know you hate to be sick.

- I'll handle it.

Me too.

- You don't need to sleep on the couch.

- I don't wanna give you this.

Whatever it is,

I'm sure I've already got it.

Okay.

I'll stay on my side

and breathe away from you.

How long does it take to go through

the family? Didn't you figure it out?

- Five days.

- That's it, yeah.

See, that would never

even occur to me.

Five days.

God.

I don't know, I think I'd die

if you disappeared.

Or if something happened to you...

...or one of the girls. I do.

I know we get to taking each other

for granted, Dana, but...

I'm all right. Sweet dreams.

I love you.

God, I feel awful.

Here we go.

- Sh*t!

- What? What's the problem?

- My foot.

- What's the problem, honey? Cramp?

Here, here, stretch it out,

stretch it out, stretch it out.

I can't, I can't, I can't.

Hold on, hold on.

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

That's it, that's it.

Bend it, bend it.

That's it. That's it.

That's it.

That's it.

That's it.

There we go.

There we go.

That's it.

- Dave.

- Oh, God, Dana.

I'm sorry I'm me.

Oh, no, no.

I'm not sorry you're you.

Crying?

You know what?

I'm sorry you're you.

Honey, honey, here's the Advil

and the thermometer.

I'm gonna take your

morning patients, okay?

Here's some ginger ale. I'm gonna

take Leah, and Laura will pick her up.

- I can do that.

- No, we'll see how you feel, okay?

I'm gonna call you later,

I'll call you at lunch.

Okay, honey?

- You're wonderful, thank you.

- Everybody!

Get some sleep.

I'll try, but...

Dana?

- Thank you so much.

- You have a good night, now.

Good night.

David Hurst, goddamn you.

What?

I missed you so much today.

I love you.

Well, where were you all this time?

We had a leak in the office.

I had to wait 11 hours for a plumber.

And remember how you didn't want

to be disturbed on the weekends?

The number's not listed, and I couldn't

remember it. I couldn't call you.

What'd you think,

I was having an affair?

Somebody's throwing her the bone,

big boy. Believe it.

Somebody gonna get that?

Hello?

No.

These children are monsters.

They should be struck.

- May I hit them?

- No.

- Where's my dad?

- He's coming now.

- Here he is.

- Hey.

Thanks, Laura. This wasn't necessary.

Can you?

Come here, sweetheart.

Dana says you're not to cook anything,

she's gonna be home on time.

And she wants to wait to see

about tomorrow's patients.

- Okay.

- Hi. Hi, dad. Hi.

- Hi, sweetheart, how are you?

- Hi. Hi, Dad. Hi.

Thanks. Hey, Laura?

Thanks so much.

Yeah.

Hi, sweetie. Hi, sweetie.

Are you all right?

Yeah. Take care, all right?

Okey-doke.

Hi! Hi, hi, hi, hi.

How was school?

Okay, listen...

...go in and watch a little TV

with Lizzie and Steph.

Daddy's feeling kind of complicated.

Good.

- What's wrong?

- I don't feel so good.

Dad! Lizzie's sick!

Just a sec.

Dad!

Dad!

- Yes?

- Lizzie threw up.

Dad!

Do you people do anything else?

Dave, the midget is...

She stepped in the puke.

- Better bring some paper towels.

- Who's throwing up?

Paper.

Oh, honey. Oh, that's not right.

Okay, here we go.

- Come here. What happened here?

- I stepped in it.

You stepped in it, that's delightful.

Lizzie got a little sick?

And you stepped in it.

Go, go, be by Steph.

- Dad!

- Yeah, okay!

I know, I know, I'm just...

I'm just... Okay, I'll be there.

I'm coming, honey. I know.

You just gonna leave this here, Dave?

Hold on.

Okay, okay, you're okay.

It's just the flu.

- Dad!

- What?

Dad!

Dave?

- All right, let's give this a try.

- Okay.

- Honey, try to drink some fluids.

- I can't.

- Just try.

- I can't.

Okay, okay.

I know, I know.

You feel sick?

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