Waitress Page #6
Then why you got a suitcase?
Earl!
Shut up and get in the car.
Pie-baking contest, huh?
Yeah, I was just going to go up there
and win and surprise you.
No, you're lying.
You ain't never gone to
a contest before in your life.
You're lying to me.
Earl, don't...
Why you lying to me?
I'm pregnant!
When was you going to tell me?
After I won the pie contest.
Well, you ain't going
to no pie contest.
You know what?
You ain't going nowhere.
Here's the thing, wife...
What if you decide to love
the baby more than you love me?
Women do it all the time.
They have a baby and then
it's to hell with the man.
You're jealous of the baby?
No, I don't get jealous.
It's below me.
I'm just talking it out.
And I know how women get.
And I'm just not sure I want
that happening.
I'd tell you to
get rid of it,
but I want you
in the same place
as me in the hereafter,
if you know what I mean.
Maybe if you promise me
that you wouldn't love the baby
more than you love me.
You know?
That you'd make
a real effort to love me more.
If I need something,
you'd keep taking care of it.
You'd hold on to me more.
I come first... not any baby.
Well, can you make
Early that promise?
Absolutely.
Then say "I promise. "
I promise.
Say "I promise I will not love the baby
more than I love you, Early. "
I promise I will not love the baby
more than I love you, Early.
How about that?
We're going to have
ourselves a baby.
A baby boy.
I bet it happened that night
I got you all drunk.
Where you going?
Gotta throw up.
Mrs. Hunterson, the doctor will see you now.
Hi there.
I'm Nurse Norma.
I'll be helping Dr. Pomatter
with your ultrasound
examination today.
You have any questions?
This is where we look at
the baby's heartbeat?
Yes, among other things.
You nervous?
No. Do I seem nervous?
Yes, you do.
That's normal.
Everybody's nervous before
their first ultrasound.
I'm not nervous, though.
Okay, you're not nervous.
Come in. I'm dressed.
Hello, Doctor.
Hello, Mrs. Hunterson.
How have you been feeling?
Fine.
No problems?
Nope.
You had no questions or concerns
this past month.
No, I certainly did not.
Okay, well, lie back.
Uh, Norma, would you get
the lights for me?
All right,
this isn't going to hurt at all.
It's just going to be a little cold.
Here we go.
All right.
Okay, just a little pressure.
Now what are we looking at?
Ah, there we are.
We are definitely having a baby.
You want to see?
I guess.
Just look at the screen.
There.
Everything looks great.
You see that little...
that flickering
right there in the middle of the screen?
Yeah.
Right there.
That's the heartbeat.
- Congratulations, Mrs. Hunterson.
- Glory be. Hallelujah.
Uh, Mrs. Hunterson doesn't really like
to be congratulated.
Oh, sorry.
Huh.
Don't really look like
much at this point.
Certainly don't look
like no baby yet.
Well...
Ah, thank you, Norma.
That's all we need you for.
All done here.
Well, there you have it.
Yeah.
So I guess we are officially
forgetting about that nonsense
that happened last month?
Yes, we officially are.
I want to apologize for it.
I almost called you
just to apologize.
I mean, I was so
stressed out at the time,
taking on all those new patients.
I hadn't been sleeping well.
My judgment was not
what it normally is.
I want you to know
that'll never happen again.
From now on our relationship
will be strictly a medical
and professional one.
Jenna, no.
Not with the door open.
Dear baby.
P.S. I'd want to be able to
teach a baby such as yourself
the difference between good and bad,
right and wrong...
... but it seems I'm not fit
to teach nobody nothing.
Dr. Pomatter, you still in there?
You got a phone call.
I'll be right out, Norma.
Mrs. Hunterson needs to be weighed.
Would you take care of that?
And you can get dressed.
I'll see you in my office in a few minutes.
Don't do that again.
Okay, what? Okay, I won't.
Kiss you, you mean?
No, not that.
I didn't mean that.
I mean don't go away for
a full month and not call.
No questions or concerns.
Don't do that.
This is craziness, Dr. Pomatter.
Please, call meJim.
No, I won't.
Okay, don't.
Just Dr. Pomatter's fine.
Dr. Pomatter, this is so...
I don't want to have another conversation
about how crazy this is
or how sorry I am,
or how bad
my judgment is, or how I'll
never touch you again.
Not only would I be lying,
but every time I start saying
those things, all that happens
is you attack me.
- You're right.
- Have you been taking your
- prenatal vitamins every day?
- Faithfully.
Any bad morning sickness?
- Not too bad, no.
- No more spotting?
- No more spotting.
- Good, I'm going to want to see
you again on Friday
for another appointment.
Do you have time in the afternoon?
Do you get a lunch break?
Yeah, but I'll have to ask Becky
to drive me.
Ask Becky to drive you.
Noon.
Tell the nurse at the desk on your way out
that you want to be fit in.
I have to go to St. Mary's now
and deliver a baby.
Because that's what I do.
Okay.
Are we on the same page now?
We're on the same page.
Good, then.
I wish it were Friday.
Dear baby.
At first, it was really
just about the sex...
Jenna, the doctor is
ready for you now.
Hi there.
Oh, Dr. Mueller,
how are you?
I thought you retired.
Semiretired.
I'm just out of retirement
for the day, my dear.
Dr. Pomatter and his wife
had to fly back east
for a funeral this morning.
Oh, he flew back east with his wife?
How you feeling?
I'm fine. Just fine. You know,
knocked up and everything.
Yes, I heard.
How's it working out
with Dr. Pomatter?
Oh, he's a great doctor.
Is he coming back soon?
I don't really know.
I think so.
Today we're going to do
some blood work.
It's standard stuff.
Just to see how the baby's developing.
I don't care.
Do I have to do it?
Yeah, you have to do it.
You may be a little
weak afterwards,
so you should
call your husband
or somebody to come pick you up.
Yeah, I'll call him.
Is that pumpkin pie for me?
Kind of.
It's just something I invented.
"Naughty Pumpkin Pie. "
Hey,
you ever going to tell us
your secret, girl?
Yes, I am, when I'm ready.
I've got a secret, too.
You, Dawn?
Yes. I have a boyfriend now.
No!
Yes.
Well, who is he?
Tell us everything, honey.
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