Grace Page #5

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# The stars in heaven #

# Tucked in the sun #

# And each little flower #

# Knows this day is done #

# And one lonesome bird sings #

# A quiet good night #

# My sweet little angel #

# It's time to sleep tight #

# So sleep and dream #

# Just close your eyes #

# I'll be here waiting #

# The moment you rise... #

Man:

Kinder kills, cleaner cuts.

Carl's Cows have no antibiotics

and no synthetic growth hormones.

Kinder kills, cleaner cuts.

Carl's Cows have no antibiotics

and no synthetic growth hormones.

Kinder kills, cleaner cuts.

Carl's Cows have no antibiotics

and no synthetic growth hormones.

Kinder kills, cleaner cut...

I know, honey, just a sec.

Come on.

Please.

Grace!

- Shelly, it's Madeline.

- She's not in, Madeline.

- When will she be back?

- I don't know, I'm sorry.

Please have her call me when she

gets back. It's an emergency.

Okay.

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

I'd like to see Dr. Sohn.

- Yes?

- Mrs. Matheson is insisting...

...on seeing you...

Judge Matheson.

Send her in.

- Your Honor.

- Hi, Richard.

- You look wonderful.

- Thank you.

I'm so sorry about Mike.

The woman he married...

she's sick.

Does she need a referral?

I could...

After the accident,

she told us the baby was dead,

but that she was going

to carry it to term anyway.

We were going to pretend

it was a stillbirth.

But then when I didn't hear from her,

I phoned the birthing clinic...

about the funeral arrangements.

And the assistant told me

that the baby had been born

and that it was fine.

- Who's her OB?

- A midwife delivered.

Madeline won't go to a hospital.

She won't see a real doctor.

She doesn't even

pick up the phone.

Well, have you

called the police?

I've seen this 1,000 times.

If I file with the police, that baby

will spend weeks in state care,

while Youth Services

shuffles paperwork.

I do not want this woman

raising my granddaughter.

If I...

could get a medical report

confirming that she's not fit...

And you'd take the baby?

My son is gone.

Well...

maybe there's something

that you could do for me too.

I... I got myself in a little trouble.

Shhh.

Just help me and I'll help you.

Shhh.

Sohn:
Mrs. Matheson?

Vivian, it's Richard.

I can't prove neglect

unless she opens up.

I said I would help.

Shhh.

No one's gonna take you away.

Shhh.

Shhh.

Michael's voice:

Hi, you've reached the Mathesons.

Before you know it, we're going

to have a teenager on our hands,

so leave a message

while you can still get through.

Oh my God, what happened?

Shhh.

Okay, shhh.

Shhh. Okay.

Shhh, okay, come here.

Shhh.

- Oh.

- Toy:
I love to hug my kitty.

Jonesy?

Shhh.

Baby, you just ate.

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