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out a way to get rid of him.

You know, Ned is fully vested.

We don't have the authority.

Takes another surgeon

to do that.

It turns out Ned's son

is a surgeon, just like dad.

And he's interested.

You know, it's a beautiful thing

When a son wants to follow

in his father's footsteps.

Are you kidding me?

Oh, that.

I don't know what that is.

It's his head.

No... Oh!

Oh!

Oh, no! Rewind!

Rewind it! Rewind it!

I want to see that again.

What was that?

I don't know.

I think he was winking.

Oh, he's so ugly.

Aww, he's...

Don't say that!

He can hear you!

He can hear your voice.

He knows your voice.

He knows my voice?

Did you read any of the books

I gave you?

Do you listen to anything I say?

You gave me books.

Hey, read him a book right now.

Look it up.

Uh, okay.

The choices are "Anna Karenina,"

"Guns, germs, and steel,"

oh, "the human stain,"

Or "but not the hippopotamus"

by Sandra Boynton.

I think this is best.

"Guns, germs, and steel."

He might enjoy that.

"A hog and a frog

cavort in the bog,

But not the hippopotamus."

See?

Did you do that?

Was that a trick?

Yeah, I did that.

That foot.

Let's see.

"A cat and two rats

were trying on hats,

But not the hippopotamus."

Oh, my god.

Ow!

Don't tell your mother,

but one day, when you're older,

You and I are gonna

build a sailboat.

And I'm gonna take you

to my favorite spot,

And I am gonna teach you

how to sail.

Okay?

Knock twice if...

I think we may have

The next America's cup captain

right here.

Or a little alien pirate.

Okay, well, wait.

Let me help you.

No, I got it.

Yeah.

You're only nine months

pregnant, Maggie.

God forbid

you let anybody help you.

Well, you are, too.

No, I'm not.

I'm seven months, thanks.

Ohh.

Oh,

this turned out beautifully.

Don't break your arm

Patting yourself on the back.

I haven't been able to reach

my back in a month, thanks.

You okay?

Yeah, it's nothing.

What is it?

Are you going into labor?

No, ohh.

I have got to go

to the bathroom.

I think something exciting

might be happening.

It rhymes with "maybe."

What you up to?

Nothing, Trish.

Quite obviously nothing.

What are you up to?

147, and you should never ask

pregnant women that question.

That was a joke.

False alarm.

Ah, all right.

Well, I better get home

Before my boys

burn the house down.

Maggie, you okay?

Yeah.

Oh, I almost forgot.

There's a wait list

For infant day care at the club,

So you'll want to

take care of that, okay?

I can't right now.

And I know you got a lot

on your plate right now,

But Mrs. Dufrense just became the

head of admissions at Roosevelt,

And you're gonna need her to get

that little guy into Pre-K.

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