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Hello. Mrs. Bunterson?

Hunterson. Who are you?

I'm your doctor?

I'm Doctor Pomatter. You brought a pie?

Gah, you know, I've only been in town a few weeks

I'm already-- I am-- I am so impressed

with the genuine hospitality of the place.

You're not my doctor. Lily Perkins is my doctor.

This pie is for her. It's her favorite.

Mermaid Marshmallow.

I am sorry to say she's not seeing any patients.

She is semi-retired now.

What?

Long story. Making it short.

I'm the junior doctor on staff.

I am from Connecticut.

I just moved here two weeks ago.

Are you bored yet?

Yes. No.

I'm so sorry. Anyway, if you're not comfortable

having me as your doctor...

that's fine.

My feelings will not be hurt.

You can just go

and you can get yourself another gynecologist in the area.

But Dr. Perkins delivered me.

She's been my doctor forever. I really like and trust her.

Maybe you can really like and trust me, too?

It doesn't happen that fast,

but I'll try.

Okay. Okay, that's good.

I'm your doctor.

It's nice to meet you, Mrs. Bunterson.

Hunterson.

Hunterson.

So what seems to be the problem?

Well, I seem to be pregnant.

Well, hey, that's good.

It's great. It's good for you. Congratulations.

Thanks, but I don't want this baby.

Okay. I can refer you to a doctor who performs

No, no, no. I'm keeping it.

Not that I judge that.

I'm just telling you I'm not so happy about it

like everybody else might be, so maybe you could be sensitive

and not congratulate me and make a big deal every time you see me.

I'm having the baby, that's that.

It's not a party, though.

Not a party.

Yes?

Excuse me, Doctor.

Mrs. Flannigan wants to talk to you

about doulas before she leaves.

Doulas?

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, I have no idea what that is.

No, come on. I'm only joking.

Of course I know what that is.

Mm-hmm.

And here are Mrs. Hunterson's blood test results.

Well...

un-congratulations. You're definitely having a baby.

Well, un-thank you.

Do you have any concerns?

You know, do's and don'ts?

Exercise or sex?

Don't really do much of either.

Okay. Here's your prescription for your pre-natal vitamins.

Nurse Norma is just gonna give you a list of the good and the bad foods.

That's just like caffeine and alcohol and et cetera.

It's very nice

it's very nice meeting you, Jenna.

I'm gonna-- I'm gonna see you again, you know,

in three weeks.

I do have one question.

Yeah. Yeah, shoot.

How pregnant am I?

Very.

I mean, there's really only one degree of pregnancy, so to speak.

No, no.

I mean how far along?

You're eight weeks, give or take.

Okay, so I don't start showing for a while, right?

Right.

Good, then I have a little time.

Although it is quite beautiful, you know,

when a woman's body begins to—

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Dr. Pomatter?

Yeah?

I'm gonna give you this pie.

Oh, that looks absolutely delicious.

I am off sugar

It actually causes leptin resistance,

chromium deficiency, decreased longevity.

My mama used to say you can live to be 100

if you give up all the things that make you want to live to be 100.

Well the longer you're away from sugar the less you crave it.

I haven't had a piece of pie in years.

Really?

Life's hard enough.

Listen, Cal,

we had ketchups out there yesterday half-empty

and we all know, the fuller the condiments,

the fuller the experience.

I am so sorry. I'll make sure it never happens again.

Thank you, Dawn. I'll sleep tonight.

You're late.

I'm sorry.

The bus driver was half asleep.

Why doesn't your damn husband buy you a car already?

Because he doesn't want me going nowhere.

And you!

Late again!

You're inches away from being fired, lady.

Okay, then fire me.

Okay I will.

Okay, then do!

So how was the doc?

Ugh, fine. It was fine.

New doctor. A man.

A man? Wow. He single?

Maybe he'd be good for Dawn.

What? Oh... No, no, no.

I think he had a ring on.

Nice guy.

Nervous. From Connecticut.

Connecticut? What the hell is he doing here?

I have no idea.

Girl, park it for a minute.

We bought you something.

Not you.

Oh.

A present.

That is so sweet.

You shouldn't have.

What a Mama You're Gonna Be.

I researched all the best baby books

and this one was so sweet.

Look here.

there's a place to write your first letter to your baby.

"Dear baby"

That's really great.

Now we know you didn't initially have a strong...

happiness about this pregnancy,

but she is coming anyway.

Oh, well, we don't know it's a she.

I mean, it could be an alien.

Now you're not getting any more affectionate toward this little baby?

Not at all?

Not everyone wants to be a mama, Dawn.

That doesn't make me a bad person.

Can I interest the book club in some coffee

and a slice of Sit On Your Ass pie?

Oh, that's a good one, Cal.

And you know, I love what you've done with your hair.

Tell me, how'd you get it to come out your nostrils like that?

Opening up!

Mm-hmm.

So did you tell Earl yet?

It didn't come up.

Hey, Dawn, did you finish writing your profile yet?

We're not done talking about you.

I think we are. Dawn?

Um, I'm still writing it.

You have been writing it for weeks.

Well, there's just not enough space to complete a compelling,

yet thorough, honest, description of myself.

Okay, well, why don't you run what you got by us?

Go ahead, honey. Let's hear it. Come on.

Ecstatically alive,

fervently organized,

dynamic and witty, I am a woman of many passions

including a rare turtle collection.

I love the History Channel.

Oh, now that's nice.

Oh, note.

I have played Betsy Ross

in 33 Revolutionary War reenactments.

Okay, well that'll set you apart from the crowd.

Oh, well, I'm calling myself

NewDawnRising.

Too much?

No, no, no.

Post it tonight!

No, this is a mistake.