You'll pay me $10,000 up front
and another ten grandwhen the job's done.
On the dayI finish our contract,
a dozen white roses will be sentto your office.
Don't attempt to contact me.
If you need to communicate, go to the steps
at the main entrance of the Central Post Office.
3:00 in the afternoon,I'll find you.
This meeting will bethe last time you'll see me.
Once you pay me,changing your mind is
a complication that's going to cost you.
So I got to ask you one more time.
Are you sure you want him dead?
(bell dings)
All right, let's go.
Come on, keep it moving.
(horn honking)
Buy you a cup ofcoffee, Mr. Neville?
Do I know you?
Detective Mac Taylor.
I was called to thescene of the accident.
(tire(gasps)ling)
I don't remember.
I've tried to contact youseveral times since then.
You refused my calls,wouldn't allow me to visit,
so you left me no choicebut to be here today.
And now you're here?
I was wonderingif we could talk.
Why?
Because you just spent18 months in prison
for a crime youdidn't commit.
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Adam,
He left about 20 minutes ago
with Doc to a crime scene
What about, uh,Stella or Mac?
Stella's in courtand the boss took a day off.
Yeah, can you believe it?
Mac never takesa day off.
I don't thinkthere's been one day
since I've worked herethat he hasn't showed up.
He's like,"Hey, I'm not coming in,"
you know,although he did go
to London that one time,but I don't...
Adam, oWhat?enough.
I just got backfrom Montana.
I-I'm not readyto deal with you.
This is nothow I imagined it.
What?
Okay.d youto focus, Adam.
Go get a set of keysto a car, any car.
Meet me in the garagein five minutes.
My water just broke.
I'm about to go into labor
and you are taking meto the hospital.
Okay.
Adam...
Yeah, wrong way,sorry, j-just relax.
Everything'sgoing to be okay.
Here you go.Thanks very much.
So it was your fault?
What do you mean?
I just spent 18 monthsin Rikers.
You show upon the day I get out
and tell me I shouldn't havebeen there in the first place?
Two years ago yourvehicle struck
and killed Maris Donovan.
You claimedthat you were behind the wheel,
but I believe someoneelse was driving.
So, I'm just curious,
why would you takeresponsibility
for somethingyou didn't do?
You think that's what happened?
Yes, I do.
Unfortunately, allI've got is
circumstantial forensic evidenceand a gut feeling.
None of which the DA will pay
any attention to withoutthe truth from you.
Why would I lie about somethinglike that?
Why would Isentence myself
to prison?
Because you didn't think you'dgo to prison, Talmadge.
Or if you did go to prison,you'd get three months, tops.
Or maybe you'd just get slappedwith a fine.
But instead, a veryunsympathetic judge
made an example of you,
and there was no way
you could have predictedthat would happen.
And there was no wayyou could get out of it
once you took the blame.
A detectivechasing theories,
huh?
What I'm chasing is the truth.
Someone committed a crimeand got away with it.
There was no one elsein that car.
Well, that's what we believedthat night
because that's what you told us,
but I have evidence thatsuggests otherwise.
Circumstantial evidence?
Thanks for the coffee.
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(tires screech)
Oh, no! No! No! Oh, no!
No, I-I can't... I can't tellif she's breathing!
I don't know if she's alive!Somebody help!
WOMAN:I'm a doctor. I mightbe able to help.
Somebody call 911.
Please be okay.Call an ambulance!
It's a terrible accident.
It's just awful, Mac.She's so young.
Her name is Maris Donovan.
The deli owner saysshe comes in occasionally.
Thinks she livesaround the block.
Was he the one driving the car?
Talmadge Neville.
Said he didn't see heruntil it was too late
and did everything he could
to avoid the collision.
He swerved, and his carslammed into the lamppost.
Is he okay?
Paramedicschecked him out.
Despite the damageto the car,
he appears to bephysically fine.
Emotionally,he's strugglingto hold it together.
No.Passed the sobriety.
This is a bad one.
Any witnesses?
No one that can help.
Most of these folksjust heard the noise.
A passerby tried to revive herbefore ESU got here, but...
Was there anyone elsein the car?
No, he was alone.
What'd you find?
Looks like he wastexting while driving.
WOMAN:Maris! Where's my daughter?
Maris!
Ma'am, I'm sorry, youcan't touch the body.
Oh, no!
Mrs. Donovan.
No, no!
Listen, listen, listen, I'm...
I am so sorry.It was an accident.o this?
Look what you've doneto my daughter!
Look what you did to her!
Mrs. Donovan, please!Mrs. Give herDonovan!
(mother wailing)
Oh, no!
(sobbing)
Oh, no!
Why isn't she answeringher phone?
Doc, take 57th right there.It'll be faster.
Danny, I gAll right. got this.
Voicemail again.
Baby, it's me.
We're close, okay?Hold on till I get there, okay?
I don't want to miss this.I love you. I love you, okay?
(horn honks)
Hey! Watch out, man!
Okay, right here, Doc, Doc,Doc, okay, right there.
Make a right, go around thecorner and pull into Emergency.
Hey, Danny,congrats, brother.
Thanks, Doc.
(sighs)
Hi.
Okay, here's whatyou're looking for.
Talmadge Neville's paroleofficer is Jerome Addison.
Condition of his parole isthat he check in
within four hoursof his release.
I've got an addressup on East 59th Street.
Hey, I thought you weretaking the day off.
Just looking into someunfinished business.
Neville. It's the, uh,car accident, right?
He was texting?
I thought that case waspretty cut and dry.
He did 18 months.Got out this morning.
Hey, Mac, most people on theirdays off take in a museum,
a matinee,catch up on some sleep.
Here you are digging upa closed case.
Our lab didn't analyze theevidence collected at the scene
because at the time Neville tookfull responsibility.
Well, makes sense.He was driving the car.
Maybe not.
Okay.
So you've processedthat evidence.
And now you havea different theory?
Nothing definitive,but certainly enough
You were that kidin school
who did all the extra credit
projects, weren't you?You made all the rest
of us look bad.
Three months ago
I slammed on the brakesin my car
to avoid a collision with thevehicle in front of me.
(tires screech)
My shoulder restraint jolted back.
And I was, I was sore within an hour
and for a few days afterwards.
My left shoulder was bruised
from where the restrainttightened.
That moment triggered a memory.
The night of TalmadgeNeville's accident,
I remember quite clearly he wasrubbing his right shoulder.
Which would put himin the passenger seat.
And suggests someone elsewas driving.
I suppose I couldjust let this go.
But Don, I can't forget the look
on Katherine Donovan's face
when she saw her daughter lying lifeless in that street.
I remember thinking,
"I'm so glad thisisn't a hit and run."
That this man took
full responsibilityfor what he'd done.
He didn't claimthe brakes didn't work,
he didn't point thefinger at the victim.
There was something so tragic
yet decent about it all.
And now I believe
someone else is involved.
And that someonethinks they got away with it?
No.
That's not howthis is going to end.
Thanks for this.
Mr. Neville, get in.
What the hell do youwant, Detective?
The truth, a name.
I have nothing to say.
All right, then I'll dothe talking. Come on.
I heard it already.
Look, Talmadge,I'm not going away.
I could call yourparole officer.
He might wonder
why a detectivefrom the crime lab
is asking so many questions.
That would definitelycomplicate things for you.
Come on, get in.
Start telling your story.
My lab recovered your vehiclefrom the impound yard.
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HAWKES:I recreated the reportedspeed of the car
and simulated theobject of impact
and placement of the phoneand not once did the cell land
on the front passenger sidefloor where you recovered it.
And in Neville's vehicle,
the power adjustmentgears under the seat
are too bulky for an objectjust to slide forward.
But that doesn't definitivelyeliminate the possibility
that the driverwas holding the phone.
But it makes it more plausible
that someone in thepassenger seat was.
Which brings us to the prints.
Now, Neville's left thumb print
was on both the driver
and passenger seat beltrelease button.
Well, he certainly could've beena passenger in his own car
at another timeother than the accident.
Yes, he could and I thoughtabout that but...
This is Talmadge Neville'sthumb print
lifted from the driver'sside release button.
Now, based on the positionof the apex
and the delta points,it appears that Neville
released the beltfrom the passenger seat.
HAWKES:But there is anotherpossibility.
He could have used his lefthand from the driver's seat.
Doc, I thought about that,too. But why would he reach
all the way across hisbody and turn his thumb
180 degrees torelease the button?
I mean, it's anunnatural action.
But easily accomplishedfrom the passenger seat.
Leads me to concludethat Neville released
that belt to letsomeone else out.
There was no one elsein that car.
I struggled withmy seat belt.
I panicked, couldn't get out.
The evidence doesn'tsuggest that.
Your thumb pressed thatbutton once and lifted.
You had no problemreleasing the belt.
And the direction of the print
implies that you weren'tin the driver's seat.
Why would I lie?
What would I gain?
I am now and forever an ex-con.
Unemployable,unreliable, unworthy.
It doesn't sound likesomething a man
chooses if he's gotan ounce of common sense.
You see that vendor there?
That was my life beforeall this happened.
I was a single father,
working 10, 12 hours a day,seven days a week,
peddling dogs and pretzels,
earning an honestliving for my kids.
My son, Joe, is now a professor.
And my daughter, Karita,she's a surgeon.
And wouldn't you likethem to know the truth?
Were you in the car
with someone youshouldn't have been?
Were you or yourfamily threatened
if you didn't keepthis secret, Talmadge?
When you were in Rikers,
you refused to have anyother visitors except one.
Nick Donley.
He's head of the Local 515,
the City Sidewalk Cart Union.
I wanted to know what wouldhappen to my business.
He's also a pretty tough guy
who shakes downvendors for a cut.
Haven't seen you ina while, Talmadge.
I been busy.
What do you saywe take a ride?
Hey, look, Nick,
I'm really tired, now.
You know, I've had a long day.
I'll tell you what.
I'll drive.
You listen.
Nick was not in the car.
Then who was?
You weren't behindthe wheel of the car that hit
Maris Donovan.
The right person shouldbe punished for the crime.
The debt has been paid.
Unfortunately, Talmadge,
that's not a decisionyou get to make.
Yeah, I need to ordera dozen roses.
Delivered tonight after 5:00.
White.
(groaning)
Do they really thinkthat I'm just going to
walk this babyright out of me?
Why can't I beone of those women
who just sneezes andbefore you can say,
"God bless you,"she's had the baby?
Think of whatyou'd miss out on.
Reminding yourchild of all those
long, painful hours oflabor that you endured
to bring them into this world.
I guess I could getsome mileage out of that.
Uh-huh.
(sighing)
I'm kinda scared, Stella.
That's normal, Lindsay.
Just remember, you'rehealthy and strong.
You and Danny wentthrough all the courses.
Yeah, no, I don't meanabout having the baby.
About being a mom.
I mean, what ifI stink at it?
And the worse part is I won'tknow until it's too late.
She'll come home, she'llscream that she hates me,
then in rebellionshe'll get some part
of her body piercedthat's inappropriate.
And she'll getan infection,
and she'll wind upon antibiotics
which we find out 12 years laterthey cause an eating disorder
and pretty soonI'm in therapy
trying to save my whole family.
I mean, what if some people justaren't cut out to be parent?
Well, the fact that you alreadythought about all this,
tells me that you're gonnado just fine, Linds.
I'm losing it, huh?
Yeah.
Oh, contraction.
(groaning)
MESSER:What if she has twins, Adam?
I mean, you hearstories about people
being completely surprised.
And you've seen Lindsay, right?
I mean, she's huge.
Whoa...
She knows it.
Relax, you got the ultrasound.It's not twins, all right?
You gonna be okay?
No, no, I'm not.
Feel like I might gointo cardiac arrest
(phone ringing)ing birth.
Mac, you're here.
No, no, she hasn't yet.
Oh, we're onthe fourth floor.
All right, I'll be right there.
ANNOUNCER (over P.A.): Dr.Karita Neville, please report
to the second floor nursesstation, Tower Two.
My daughter, Karita,she's a surgeon.
Dr. Karita Neville,please report
to the second floornurses station, Tower Two.
WOMAN: Is that a picturefor your grandma?
Beautiful,I like that.
Okay, well, I'llsee you later.
She was driving the car.
BONASERA: You're sureit was Dr. Neville?
TAYLOR: Positive,I remember her face.
She was at the accident scene.
That's who Talmadge Nevillewas protecting, his daughter.
She had to be the one drivingthe car, not him.
And then she justblended into the crowd
and watched as hetook the fall?
Why would she do that?
It's possible thatthey traded places
because she hadmore to lose
if she was behindthe wheel of the car.
I remember Flack saying
that someone triedto revive the victim
before the paramedics arrived.
Is it possible that itwas Karita Neville?
I mean, she is a doctor.
Maybe there's somethingin Sid's autopsy report
of Maris Donovanthat can confirm that.
Well, we knowshe was there.You can ID her.
Yeah, but we need somethingthat puts her at the scene
very close to thetime of the accident.
Something that saysthere was no other place
she could have beenexcept in that car.
We should go, Mrs. Donovan.
How much time will he get?
Talmadge Neville.
Most likely he'll be chargedwith second degree manslaughter.
Time he serves will beup to the judge.
Meaning he could simply get
probation and hislicense revoked?
Mr. Neville's beenvery cooperative.
He's remorseful.
This whole thing--
Yes, I know, it was an accident.
Everybody keeps sayingit was an accident.
Just doesn't feel like thaton this side of the glass.
Oh, that man was stupidand reckless.
In one split second,he took my daughter's life.
And he has to live with that.
Unfortunately, so do I.
SID:Mac.
Did you need something?
Uh, I was wondering
if you could pullan old autopsy file.
Maris Donovan.
Came in here
about two years ago.
You workingon your day off?
Why is it that everyone
is so concernedwith what
I do on my day off?
Are you kidding?
I mean, come on,you never take a day off.
Yes, all right.
The file?
It's takinga minute
to come up.
You lookingfor something specific?
Maris Donovan.
Car accident victim,16 years old.
Two years ago.
Was there anythingto suggest
that she was alivefor even a few minutes
at the sceneof the car accident?
I don't recall.
However...
different monitor,different equipment.
I have a database
of CT scans...
and I'm quitesure I have one
for Maris Donovan.
Yeah, it's coming backto me now.
I believe I noted
that the bruises herewere inconsistent
with the accident injuries.
But...
because they are redin color, I can conclude
that they occurred
very close to death.
Placement on the bodyand the size
are consistentwith compression marks?
Yes, someone could haveattempted CPR,
but they musthave been there
right after impact,
because, basedon these other injuries,
Maris Donovandidn't live very long
Karita Neville is a doctor.
She may be the onewho assisted the victim
at the crime scene,and your time line
just might put her in the car.
(computer beeping)
All right, autopsy report.
(typing)
Strange.
Yours is the second request
for this particular casethis week.
That rarely happensfor one this old.
Who made the first request?
Usually, it includes a name,
but this says "Confidential."
KARITA: My father was in that accident.
And so were you,Dr. Neville.
You switched places.
There was much more riskfor you
to be behind the wheelthan your father,
because eight years ago,
you were charged with a DWI.
With one more conviction,you could face 15 years.
Detective, I'm goingto say this one last time.
I wasn't inthat car.
Now, I have patients.
I'm in awe of your unwaveringcommitment to the lie.
Can't imaginewhat it was like
to watch your father cuffedand later locked up,
knowing the whole timethat it should have been you.
15 months were addedto his sentence
for being accusedof texting while driving,
only he was textingfrom the passenger seat.
I'm just curious.
Was there a momentthat you ever felt guilty?
The debt has been paid.
No, Dr. Neville.
No debt is paid whenthe wrong person is convicted.
I don't want youto forget my name.
You're goingto be seeing me again.
Mrs. Donovan, we believeit was Karita Neville
who was behind the wheel of thecar that killed your daughter
and not her fatherTalmadge Neville.
I'm sorry, I don't understand.
How do you explain this?
And why didn'tyou know this then?
Well, I'd like to
discuss the details
of our investigation, but I'm...
You're startinga new investigation?
Yes, yes.
That's why I'mhere. I wanted to
It's been two years.
That man spent18 months in prison.
I know that none of thisis easy to hear,
and revisiting what happenedall over again...
I won't do it.
I can't do it, Detective.
I'm still waitingfor the morning when
I no longer believe I hear Maris
singing in the showerdown the hall.
Well, thanks forthe information.
I would preferthat you involve me
as little as possible.
I'm sorry to rush you out,but I have a meeting.
Of course.
(dialing phone)
Flack, see if you cantrack down Neville.
I think he'd be interestedin what we know.
(knocking)
Talmadge Neville, NYPD!Go ahead.
We're clear.
We're clear over here.
Hey.
Hey, how's Lindsay?
Seven hours and counting.
She dilated pastone centimeter yet?
That's kind of apersonal question, Adam.
Oh, sorry.
I-I just have 18 hours
and 15 minutes in thehours of labor office pool.
600 bucks on the line, yo.
(chuckles)
What's up with the bike pedal?
Flack found itat Neville's apartment.
What was strange, though,is that
it was wrapped in copies ofMaris Donovan's autopsy report,
and it was paintedcompletely white.
HAWKES:Analysis of the paint
Yeah, it'spretty heavy duty.
something you would use to paintthe exterior of a house.
There's a voidon the spindle threads.
Suggests that it was stillattached when it was painted.
But if that's the case,
there should be some kind ofwear pattern from a shoe.
But there's barely a scratch.
Means nobody rode it.
You said that Flack found thisat Talmadge Neville's apartment?
Yep.
Just the pedal, no bike.
Ghost riders.
Huh?
Ghost riders.
Follow me.
HAWKES:Those bikes areall over the city.
They're in memory of people
who lost their livesin bike accidents.
They're calledghost riders.
Somebody died ina bike accident down there?
Yeah.
And I'd be willing to bet
that the pedal in our labis from a bike
in memory of Maris Donovan.
Somebody didn't want
Talmadge Neville to forget
why he spent the last18 months in prison.
FLACK:You asked to see us,and we're here, so...?
You know this guy?
What about him?
He should be lyingin an alley right now
with a bullet between his eyes.
Excuse me?
And how do youknow that?
You were gonna do him,weren't you?
So what's your beefwith Talmadge Neville?
MAN:Let's just say I'm a guy
with a specific skill set.
And I got the constitutionto commit acts
that other people don't havethe courage to.
You're a hit man.
I'm not familiar with that term.
Sorry, contract killer. Is thatwhat you prefer to put on your
I'm not interested
in playing games,Mr. Desoto.
What are you doing here?
My clieWho's your client? heart.
An hour ago, I received wordthat the new beneficiary
of my services
is supposed to be
this girlright here.
Something tells meyour client wasn't
the only onethat had a change of heart.
No women, no children.
A hit man with a code of ethics.
How noble.
Who hired you, Mr. Desoto?
Don't know her name.
How about a description?
Female, late 40s.
I had a meeting with her once.
She was wearing sunglasses and a wig.
If you find her,
don't go asking me to comepick her out of a lineup,
'cause I pretty much got"I don't recall" down pat.
Thank you.
You've donethe right thing here.
Hey, look, I didn't come in here
for a pat on the back,Detective.
This woman's desperate.
I get the feeling,with or without me,
she's gonna get this done.
Just checked withthe hospital.
Karita Neville finishedher shift two hours ago.
I left a message withthe answering service.
We've tried her celland home phone,
haven'Just keep calling.
Flack has uniformsat Neville's apartment.
We checked inwith his parole officer,
and Neville never indicatedwhat he had planned for the day
except to sayhe would look for a job.
He used to be astreet vendor.
See if he'stried to contact
any of those companiesor Nick Donley about work.
Let's also try to contacthis cell mate at Rikers.
See if Neville mentionedany special plans.
Mac,
female printsI lifted
on the photo ofKarita Neville
didn't get any hitsin AFIS so no ID.
But they were a matchto the prints
I found on theautopsy report
recovered inNeville's apartment.
Easy to put
two and two together.
Only this time,it adds up to one.
Are Talmadge and Karita Nevillealive, Mrs. Donovan?
That's an oddquestion to ask me.
Are they safe?
Those flowers are from a friend.
He was supposedto do me a favor.
But he couldn't.
Turns out, I didn't
need it done anyway.
I know about grief,
Katherine.
About losing someoneyou care about.
(sniffles)
I lost everythingwhen I lost her.
Make sure to get brownand white rice in the bag.
And don't stop for any junkfood, Maris.
I got it, Mom.
Okay. Be careful. I love you.
Mom, I'm just goingaround the corner.
(voice breaking):It's been two years.
It still hurts so badly!
(sniffling)
I lost my wife on 9/11.
Some days...
it seems like itwas so long ago.
Others...like it was just yesterday.
I wish I could promisethat you'd stop missing Maris,
hearing her voice or imagining she'll be there
when you get home, but...
I can't.
I'm so ashamed that I letthis consume me.
I'm so afraid that if I stopthinking about it,
it'll be like I forgot her.
(sniffles)
(sighs)
But you came herefor another reason.
So what now,
Detective?
Compassion.
Grief is an emotionthat can force
a good and decent person to makea very, very bad decision.
And knowing that,I have a choice to make.
I can do everything I can toprove that you were involved
in a conspiracyto commit murder.
Right now,
I have no witness, no papertrail, no confession.
Or...
I can show a little compassion.
(inhales sharply)
Are you sure I deserve thatcourtesy, Detective?
I believe Maris' mother
deserves it.
However, I wantto be clear.
If you violate the lawin any way,
I will, without hesitation,gather all the proofI need
to prosecute youfor this offense
to the full letter of the law,you understand?
That, Katherine, I can promise.
Thank you.
Still no TalmadgeNeville.
I was about to report
the same thingabout his daughter, but...
I'll tell you everythingyou want to know.
I'll tell you the truth.
TALMADGE: Your brother even whines in his text messages.
He says, "It was not fair."
Is he crazy?
You tell him I don't care
how much more moneyI make. He owes me.
He lost that Super Bowl bet.
(tires squealing)
(crashing thud)
Yeah, I think so.
We gotta get out of the car.
Dad, there's a girl in thestreet. I think she's hurt.
Come on. Get out. Get out.Come on. Get out of here.
Get out of here.You gotta leave.
Oh, but Dad, she's hurt.
This is an accident that canruin everything you worked for!
Get out of here!Get out of here now!
Go, go, go, now, now!
No, no! I-I can't, I can't tellif she's breathing!
I don't know if she's alive!
It was so stupid,I know.
But I was just doingwhat my father asked.
I was scared. We both were.
But you were at the scenewhen we arrived.
I just couldn't leave her there.
Your instinctsas a doctor took over.
Yeah.
TALMADGE:Somebody help!
So I returned as if I hadn't been there at all.
And I offered my help before the paramedics arrived.
Somebody call 911.
And my father and I just pretended
we didn't know each other.
Why? Why lie?Why trade places, Karita?
We had spent the eveningat this restaurant celebrating
the end of myresidency.
You'd had a couple of drinks?
One glass of wine.
I swear to you, I wasn't drunk.
My father would neverhave let me drive.
Despite that,he just
couldn't take the chance.
He was afraid your prior DWI
would influencethe judge
and ultimately your conviction.
So he claimed to be drivingthe car.
He didn't have muchfaith in the truth.
I begged him for days after justlet me take responsibility
for what I'd done.
But he said we were in too deep.
He still believesto this day
that it was the right thingto do.
"Greater good, Karita," he says.
Greater good!
Dano, Dano, how's Lindsay doing?
You gotta be kidding me.
Is that her I hear screamingin the background?
Yeah, yeah, all right.All right, daddy.
I'll talk to you later.Take care, bud, bye.
Detective Flack?
Mr. Neville.
I understand you have somethingthat belongs to me,
and I was wonderingif I could get it back.
Need some help?
I thought I was rid of you.
I wanted to sayI'm sorry.
For what?
That I can't give you back those18 months you spent in jai.
I would have done it againall the same if I had to.
Your daughter meansthe world to you.
Oh, yeah.
And I'm sure Ms. Donovan feltthat way about Maris.
Karita told useverything.
What was it about thetruth that scared you?
The odds.
My daughter madea mistake.
DWI. One mistake.
No question she was wrong,
but sometimeswe're not too forgiving.
You can't tell me
that taking responsibilityfor that accident
wouldn't have changed thingsfor her.
I wanted to preservewhat I had worked forall those years.
I wanted her to succeed.
And she's doing it.
Only one regret...
That this little girl losther life that night.
So what happens to Karita now?
It was an accident, Neville.
Now that we knowwhat really happened,
no DA with an ounce of commonsense will prosecute that case.
Greater good.
(sighs)
(phone rings)
WOMAN: That's okay.
That's okay.You're doing great.
You cBreathe, breathe.ood!
There we go!
Come on. Come on.You're doing Thegreat.go!
Good job, Lindsay.!
Good job.Keep it up.
Hey, that's it, baby!
That's it, sweetheart!Go ahead! Come on!
Come on!Push one more. Push!
HCome on!o!
(screams)
There she is!There she is!
Way There she is!say.
KeeShe's beautiful. on.
She's beautiful.
(baby crying)
(gasping)
Oh, babe...
All right, you did it.You did it.
BONASERA: Oh, hello.
Oh, hello, sweetheart.
Ah... Hi. Hello.
Oh, Danny,I hate to admit it,
but she looks justlike you.
Yes, that's right,she's a knockout.
How you holding up?
I'm great.
But she's gonna bean only child
'cause I am neverdoing that again.
Do you guys have a name?
Lucy..
Guess that's a no.
Mac, we did agree
on one thing.
We were hoping that you wouldconsider being the godfather.
Absolutely, yes.
ROSS:Made him an offerhe can't refuse.
You know, "Godfather," that'scode word for diaper change,
you know that?
Whoa, whoa.Do I get to spoil her?
I think Danny's got thatcovered.
(all laugh)
Oh, we forgotabout the oohs and ahs.
Okay, yes, yes,ready, everybody?
ALL:Ooh...
And...
ALL:Ah...
MESSER:So cute.ice.
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