Nip/Tuck - Third Season

Nicole Moretti?

I'm Dr. McNamara. I'll be doing your surgery.

Please call me Nikki.

Your safe house isn't gonna be ready for a week.

You could finish healing here.

You shouldn't have brought them here, doctor.

They're not prisoners.

Mrs. Moretti's husband wasn't killed because he was talking to us.

She killed him because he found out she was.

I understand you're the one who made the appointment, Ms. Tedesco?

Yes.

In that case, tell me what you don't like about yourself.

That's not why I'm here.

Illana and I came here to speak on behalf of our daughters

and to ask for your help.

Oh? In what way?

I should show you Hannah first.

How did this happen?

A carnival ride.

Hannah's ponytail caught around one of the gears while it was moving.

She couldn't get out of her seat, and the force just...

ripped everything away.

Aw, that's awful. I'm so sorry.

How many grafts has she had so far?

18.

No matter how many we do, every doctor I've talked to

says she'll never look much better than she does now.

Ms. Manning, your daughter was in the accident as well?

Lisa, no.

No. She has type one diabetes.

She went into a coma 9 months ago.

She's been on life support.

Illana and I met at the hospital where Hannah was being treated.

We're both single moms so the support meant a lot.

And I'm the first one to bring it up.

Bring up what?

My daughter is clinically brain-dead.

Her doctors think they can keep her alive maybe another 6 months.

But I've decided to let her die with dignity,

and I'd like to donate her face to Hannah.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Donate her face?

Yes. Right now we're looking for surgeons

who would be willing to perform a facial transplant surgery.

That procedure is still only theoretical.

A surgeon in Rome performed a partial surgery, but--

All of the doctors we've interviewed in Europe and in the states,

all of the research we've done over the past 6 months, proves the same theory.

That because of advents in autoimmune therapy,

a transplant that is successful is now possible.

The problem has been finding suitable candidates

and matching them with qualified surgeons.

Now, Hannah and Lisa are ideal for this.

They have similar bone structure, delicate features.

And McNamara/Troy is one of the best teams out there.

You were the doctors brave enough to perform the conjoined twin surgery last year.

Yes, we did, but Dr. McNamara is no longer a part of this practice.

Although, thankfully, Dr. Troy and I have continued to build on that stellar reputation.

Ultimate success will depend largely upon

immunosuppressive therapy following the surgery.

Barring that, I really don't see any reason to turn down this request.

There are some ethical considerations.

Like what?

Organ donation is generally an anonymous transaction.

Removing your daughter's face, her identity,

and transferring it to a relative stranger

could be a disaster for you both, let alone Hannah.

My daughter's identity, doctor, was her spirit,

which is now gone.

She can't go out in public. People stare. They make fun.

My daughter had such confidence, you know.

This is the only way for her to get back what she's lost.

50 years ago, people thought that kidney transplants were immoral.

My daughter went into a coma waiting for a transplant

because too many people still believe that.

I understand, but donating a kidney is about saving a life.

What we're talking about is very different.

The risks involved in what is basically an elective surgery--

This is about saving a life, Dr. Troy.

Before the accident Hannah was a beautiful girl with a bright future.

This is the only way for her to look and feel

and live like a normal person again.

Please, give her that chance.

That was my first good night's sleep in...

I don't remember.

Is there more coffee?

What do you think smells better?

Late afternoon thunderstorm or that first cup of coffee in the morning?

Did you kill your husband?

Why are you asking me that?

I can't have any more dishonesty in this house, Nikki.

I dealt with that in my marriage and my business. I need to hear the truth from you.

Did you kill your husband?

Where is all this coming from?

I talked to Sagamore.

He told me everything.

How you got your husband drunk, then shot him in the head.

That's premeditated murder.

You have been lied to, Sean.

Vic found out that I was talking to the FBI.

He dragged me out of bed and tried to kill me.

He used his fists,

a chair.

I managed to break free long enough to grab one of the guns he has in his nightstand.

Even then I didn't want to shoot him.

I just asked him to leave.

He came at me and I pulled the trigger.

If it was really self-defense, why didn't you just tell me?

You trusted me enough to come home with me.

To bring your son in my house.

To sleep in my bed. Was that all just a lie, too?

Does it really feel that way to you?

I'm sorry. I wanted things to work so bad.

The three of us.

I liked thinking about a future together.

You do?

I've sort of felt the same thing.

About the three of us.

You just like my cooking.

Sorry, honey,

your cooking ain't that hot.

But you are.

So what you're saying is...

there's hope here?

If from here on out everything's on the table.

There can't be any more lies

about who we really are or what we do or what we've done.

Take me back to bed.

Well, that's not accurate. You didn't come 6 times, it was 7.

Because I remember these things.

Please. Look, of course it's gonna be an exclusive. Have I ever lied to you?

Patient's name is Hannah Tedesco. T-E-D-E-S-C-O.

Am I hard right now?

With you, my love, it's always like a rock.

Talk to you later, Chris.

Guess whose literary agent contact just got us the lead story

in next month's New england journal of medicine?

Is Chris a girl or a boy?

She's a girl, Christian.

With a bit of a mustache problem, so I just pretend

that she's a boy when I'm banging her in the ass.

Nice.

So's the publicity that this Tedesco surgery is gonna bring in.

This is a goddamn windfall.

This is exactly what you and I need to increase

our profile in the international medical community.

This is gonna totally change the face of this business. Pun intended.

The face of this business has never been to exploit a surgery,

especially before we know the results.

Hey, win or lose, we're gonna wind up on the front page

of the New York Times if we spin this properly.

And guess what? If this doesn't work, we are not gonna get blamed for it,

the patient's immune system will.

Thank you for squeezing me in.

Your head nurse said you were just crazy preparing for some big surgery.

Tell me what you don't like about yourself, Mrs. Eubanks.

My husband doesn't want to have sex with me anymore.

That's entirely too upsetting, isn't it?

He only likes screwing your fiancee.

Excuse me?

Kimber Henry. She's you're fiancee, right?

Go back to the part about your husband screwing my fiancee.

Her doll. The life-size Ms. Kimber doll she has on the market. That's what I meant.

Your husband has one of those?

Oh, yeah. I bought it for him.

Why?

You're not married yet, so you probably don't have this problem,

but Mark and I have been together almost 10 years,

and the sex gets a little routine.

So I bought the doll to spice things up.

Mark flipped.

He loved to twist her in all these crazy positions, and dress her up in lingerie,

and do us both at the same time.

How can I help you, Mrs. Eubanks?

Oh, well, about 6 months ago Mark stopped having sex with me

and would only get off with the doll.

Sometimes 4 times a day.

I know this sounds crazy, but if I don't change something now, I'm gonna lose him.

What are you suggesting?

Nothing too radical.

Maybe go up a cup size, lift my ass a little bit,

and, if you think I need it, reshaping my...

you know... place... like hers.

You want me to make you look like a Kimber doll?

What better person to go to than the man who sleeps with the original, right?

Let me save you a lot of money, ok?

Throw the doll away when your husband's not home.

That way, he has to sleep with you.

Are you crazy? He'd kill me.

I swear, I think Mark is in love with her.

Mrs. Eubanks, not to be cruel, but have you no sense of self?

My husband would rather screw a doll than me, ok?

I think my sense of self is pretty much in the toilet.

Please, I want to be my husband's fantasy again.

Make me like Kimber.

My mom tried tossing a baseball with me once.

She was horrible.

Weren't you, mom?

Hey, at least I get points for trying, don't I?

You must've played a lot of catch with your dad.