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My girlfriends keep telling me a new face won't win him back.
Who says I want him back? I don't. I want me back.
Actually, I want the 35-year-old version of me back.
You think you'll be able to knock 15 years or so off me?
Without a doubt.
Just don't make me look like a duck.
What are you planning to use on me?
They're just doing some construction next door.
Relax. Breathe normally.
Count backwards from ten, and when you wake up,
you'll be ten years younger.
Fifteen.
Ten,
: nine,
eight, seven...
- - Are we done?
Doctor? Mm.
How do I look?
Hello?
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What are we thinking? Gas leak?
Could be some pathogen.
World's a crazy place these days.
Negative for combustibles as of now.
Masks stay on for the duration.
Where is everyone? It's too quiet.
Got one over here.
She's got a pulse.
Pupillary response... normal.
Help! Please help!
Please help me.
Oh, help me. They're crushing me.
Okay, Buck, give me a hand over here.
Chimney, you check on her.
- Wha-Wha-What's wrong? - Stop, stop, stop!
- Don't touch your face. Don't touch your face. - What the...?
Ma'am, it just looks like the staff here
just wasn't 100% done before they lost consciousness.
You're still under the effects of the general anesthesia,
which is good.
Okay, we're gonna keep you nice and numb.
But I'm gonna need to put a cold compress on your face, okay?
Is there a stitch loose?
Look, you're probably gonna feel cold,
but you're not gonna feel any pain.
We've got to preserve as much tissue as possible
when we travel you to a hospital.
Tissue? Oh, my face is off!
- My face is off! - Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Same symptoms over here, Cap.
She's sleeping like a baby, but she's stable.
They run the anesthesia lines
through the walls in these places, don't they?
What are you thinking, a leak or a rupture?
Yeah, then why isn't she out?
Looks like she's receiving oxygen from the nasal cannula.
Eddie, you copy?
- Yeah, Cap. - What's your status?
Found a couple more patients in back.
- Also stable. - I'm gonna send Chim your way.
You guys see if you can locate the tank supply room.
You turn anything off that's got a knob or a valve in this place.
A pipe must have busted, yeah?
Probably the construction guys.
You saw construction guys?
I heard 'em, right before I went under.
I don't hear anything now.
I got this guy over here.
Chimney, grab the guy on the table.
On it.
- Sir, can you hear me? - Stable here.
This one's breathing.
This guy won't budge.
Cap, found our leak.
Okay, let's see what we have here.
- Plugging the leak now. Copy that, Eddie.
Right. So there's that. Hey, Eddie,
I need your help over here. Grab some tools.
What do you need? Saws? Jaws?
Wrench. We'll have to travel him with the blade.
Easy. Easy.
Okay, that's got to sting.
Measure twice, cut once.
Just lie still, buddy, we got you.
Okay, we're good here. Let Mercy General know
we're ten out.
Measure twice, cut...
Make a hole. Critical.
Don't worry, we're gonna take you to the hospital
and they will fix you right up.
You'll still get your new beginning
with your new face.
I'd be happy if I could just have the old one back.
We're here.
Uh, they're not here yet.
- Ah. - Hey, you can still make your escape.
Uh, you know what, just put your stuff away
before your grandparents get here.
- Yeah. - Right?
Oh, this is nice.
Very, very impressive.
Well, impressive is what I'm going for, so thank you.
Can you stay? Will you join us?
Oh, hell no, thank you.
Beatrice has never been a fan of mine.
You have no earthly idea
what is about to happen to you, do you?
Tell 'em I said hi.
We're here.
- Oh, man. Grandma! Grandpa!
- How I have missed these faces. -
You still here?
I thought you'd drop the kids and run.
Well, they wouldn't jump out of the car
- while it was still rolling. - Oh...
Remember, no matter what happens,
they leave on Saturday.
Beatrice, how you doing? It's good to see you.
Michael, what a pleasant surprise.
I didn't know you'd be here.
Uh, Mama, uh, Daddy, this is Bobby.
Hi.
- Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Carter. - Oh, no need for that.
Christian names'll do. Call me Samuel.
Will do.
Boy, that's a good-looking spread.
- He living here already? - Uh, no, ma'am.
Not until after the wedding.
And it's a pleasure to finally meet you.
You're very... tall.
So, Michael,
- will your husband be joining us? - Oh, no.
Uh, Glenn and I aren't actually married.
Mm. Of course you're not married yet.
You're barely divorced.
- Uh, Saturday, you said? - Mm-hmm.
There you go. Just keep that tight. Nice.
You are on fire with that sassy new haircut.
- Sassy? - Yeah.
Okay, let's, uh, let's work on that two-three-two combo.
Okay, I want you to be ready with that devastating hook
is you ever see Doug again.
Whoa. That is not why I'm doing this.
Really? You, uh, you don't want to kick
your abusive ex's ass someday?
'Cause I would.
I'm not doing anything for Doug anymore, okay?
This is just the next chapter in Maddie's fresh start.
Come on, haircut, apartment,
dispatcher of the month. I don't know if you heard.
About a thousand times. Come on.
Oh, is that what this is about? I'm thriving,
and you can't handle it.
- I'm great. - Oh, yeah, you're doing great.
You're still sleeping in my dining room.
By the way, what happened to Earthquake Girl?
Your trash talk sucks.
Ali's around.
We're taking it slow.
She's, uh, she's in New York on business.
Why is it that every girl you date
wants to either flee the state of the country?
At least when I date someone, I date them.
What's your excuse?
- What are you talking about? - Uh-huh.
- How's Chimney? -
Chimney? We're friends.
Except, ooh, you want to date him.
- I never told you that. - Oh, you didn't have to.
Your fists are saying it. Intensity and speed
notched up, like, 20% the second I mentioned his name.
Okay, easy. Let me ask you this.
You're doing so well, you're-you're "thriving."
Why can't you just date the guy?
I don't know.
I mean, we like the same things,
we laugh at the same jokes.
Even better, she laughs at all mine,
and I'm not even that funny.
You don't think she's seeing anybody else, do you?
No. I'm telling you, her ex really did a number on her.
I'm not saying he ruined her for anybody else, but...
Come on, man, no hook-ups?
- No foreplay, nothing? - No.
Right now we're all awkward hugs and funny glances.
A screwball comedy without the screw?
Corner pocket.
Oh, too bad.
So, maybe it's time you moved on to greener pastures.
Take the hint.
Well, that's the thing about me.
- I'm bad with hints. I even suck at Pictionary. - Yeah.
You know you've been singing the same sad song
about this woman ever since we started coming here?
I'm starting to think I should have mailed that wallet
back to you after I found it,
instead of returning it in person
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