JOAN: Previously on Army Wives...
I stood there by her bed and I watched our little girl die,
and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it!
EMMALIN: Stop it!
It is bad enough as it is,
and you're just making everything worse!
But you're like a psychiatrist.
And there's like an oath or something.
You can't tell anyone else what I say.
But we can keep things between the two of us.
My mom doesn't want to talk to me.
She's like not all there.
I went to the doctor this morning to terminate the pregnancy.
But then I remembered you,
your strength,
your steadiness, and your love.
One thing I do know, is you will be a wonderful father.
CLAUDIA JOY: I'm not that tired yet.
I think I'll go downstairs and watch a movie.
Claudia Joy, I miss her too.
I know.
I miss my wife.
There's nothing like that wind in your face...
Yeah, I know what you mean.
You ride?
Well, not since I was a teenager.
I'll never forget that feeling, though. It was like I had wings.
ROLAND: He got sent up to Walter Reed this morning.
He said to give you this.
- Hey ho! Hey! - Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!
I've missed you all so much.
I know you've only got a minute, so how are you? Are you okay?
Are you alive? Are you hurt in any way at all?
I'm good. And yes. Yes. No.
(TREVOR CHUCKLES)
TREVOR: Hey, Dalton, look who's hooked up to the back of the train.
Where did he go?
All right. Back on track. Hey!
(LAUGHS)
TREVOR: Hey, Dalton, you hungry?
"Maqluba"? What do you think that is?
Something this boy's not putting in his mouth, that's what.
Man, this is my first time away from home and I want to try everything.
(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
Down!
(SCREAMS)
(PEOPLE SHOUTING)
Medic! We got a man down! You okay, man?
Stop! Stop! Stop, stop! Stay back!
Michael, are you all right?
Why aren't you at your office?
I had just a stomach thing. Thought I'd wait it out.
- You don't have a fever. - No.
Whatever it was passed. I'm fine, now.
- Maybe you should stay home today. - No. There's a lot to do.
I'm fine.
Hey!
Didn't they teach you nothing at Harvard Business School?
You got to wait a couple minutes before dumping off a whole new load.
Two shrimp po'boys to go, please.
I'm never eating another one of these slimy little creatures again.
These shrimp? Dead to me now.
(LAUGHS)
- You almost done? - You know,
I'd march my booty right out of here,
but my car needs a new motor and that's a whole month of paychecks.
- Do you want a loan? - No, thank you.
I don't borrow money I might not be able to pay back.
I'll stick it out.
Well, Betty just got her insurance check.
You want to come along for the ride?
Have you taken a whiff?
So wash your hands. We'll wait.
You think soap and water's gonna work on this?
No! I got to soak in lemon juice for like an hour
to get this stink off me.
I'll catch a ride with someone who smells like me.
- Hey, can I use this hose? Look. - ROXY: Easy, easy!
We'll just roll down the windows and we'll let the fresh air hit you.
PAMELA: And if that doesn't work, I'll just strap you to the roof rack.
You really don't want to be alone with Betty, huh?
- Is she always this cranky? - Yeah, try living with her.
I'm done for the day, boss! Done!
Deployment papers ready for your signature, sir.
- Which unit is leaving next? - Third Brigade Combat Team.
- All right. Thank you, Joan. - Yes, sir.
Wait.
I'd like you to pull their files for me.
All of them, sir? There's almost 500.
I'll have them on your desk by this afternoon.
(VOMITS)
I'm guessing that's either bad sushi or you've decided to keep the baby.
The baby.
I'm happy for you. Roland must be thrilled.
- We both are, sir. Thank you. - Good.
- Have you told your staff yet? - No, sir.
I suggest you do. Because if you keep that up,
I'm pretty sure they're gonna find out soon enough.
(VOMITS)
I now pronounce you bike and wife.
You may kiss the handlebars.
It wasn't... I mean, I was...
Oh, no. I get it. I'm in love with mine, too.
It's not really my bike.
I mean, it is, but it was a gift from somebody.
An unexpected gift. I haven't even ridden it yet.
You haven't? Come on!
I just made you an honest woman. No need to be chaste now.
I don't even have a license.
A what?
A license. You need a special one. Don't you?
(CLEARS THROAT)
Me? No. But I'm the world's worst role model.
So don't listen to me.
Unless you have a crazy side. Do you have a crazy side?
No. No, not really.
Sure you do. Everybody does.
Take my really bad advice, take it for a test ride.
If you get caught, pay the stupid fine and forget it.
Memories come with a price tag.
I've never seen so many zeroes in my life.
Mommy, can I wash myself with food, too?
No.
(LAUGHS)
- Sorry. - Hey, the kid's right.
A food bath doesn't sound half bad.
A little tub of whipped cream, chocolate, champagne.
Your man buried underneath it all.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
BETTY: I'm gonna rebuild.
- ROXY: What did you just say? - I'm gonna rebuild the Hump Bar.
I've got the money. What the hell's to stop me?
Look, you're sick. You need to get better first.
I'll either get better or I won't.
But either way the Hump is gonna carry on.
Cancer might kill my body, but it's not gonna kill my soul.
Look, there's nothing I'd like more than to get behind your bar again, but...
(PHONE RINGING)
Hold on a second.
Hello?
What?
Oh, my God.
Is...
Yeah, I understand. I will.
- What's wrong? - Trevor got shot.
PAMELA: Roxy.
They're taking him to a Combat Support Hospital in Baghdad
and they said he's gonna be okay, but...
No "but." He's gonna be okay. That's it. Don't think about anything else, okay?
This is what I've been scared of.
He gets hurt and I can't even be there with him.
(SIGHS)
It's okay.
ROLAND: You're getting better. Same time next week.
EMMALIN: Sure. Thanks, Roland.
Hey, Joan. I didn't even see you there.
Was that Emmalin Holden just now?
Yes. We were talking. We've been talking.
ROLAND: You know, losing her sister,
everything her family's been going through...
It's been pretty rough on her.
You do realize that she is the daughter of the Post Commander.
My commanding officer.
I don't know how comfortable I feel
with you getting involved in their personal lives.
It could be very awkward for me, Roland.
- Are you okay? - No!
TV ANCHOR: A select group of veterans and dignitaries,
including Secretary Gates, Secretary Peake
and Brigadier General Sutton...
Honey, it's late. Why don't you come to bed?
Claire Elkins. You remember her?
Claire? Of course I do.
Ninth grade, she and Amanda were inseparable.
I used to listen to them talk about boys all the time.
Who they were gonna marry.
How many kids they were gonna have. Their futures.
They were so full of hope.
Claire enlisted.
Deploying to Iraq and it's me signing the paper that sends her.
She's only 18.
Michael.
You once told me that the makeup of a good officer
is duty tempered with compassion.
Did I happen to mention how much compassion was too little or too much?
No.
That's too bad.
That'd be good to know right about now.
(MICHAEL SIGHS)
I'm sorry. I overreacted.
- I hugely overreacted. - It's okay.
Roland, I like logic. Discipline. Control.
It makes me feel safe. That's why I love the Army.
But now... I don't know.
Sometimes I don't feel logical or in control.
It's normal. And it's also temporary.
- So it is my hormones? - Yes, it is.
And you can tell the difference between when it's me and when...
The mones? Yeah, I can tell the difference.
Good, because I can't. I really can't.
This morning I threw up on General Holden.
(LAUGHING)
Michael says I need to tell my staff that I'm pregnant.
And you haven't yet?
No.
No. No, Roland.
I have worked hard my whole career
gaining the respect of the soldiers in my command.
As a woman, that has been a challenge.
As a pregnant woman, I don't know.
You know, it's like I'm not accustomed...
Hey, Joan? Come here.
Come here.
Why don't you give them the chance to prove you wrong?
Okay.
- I just had a thought. - What?
Since my hormones are up and about anyway...
We might as well put them to good use?
Exactly.
(HERE PLAYING)
We could be living the life they all wish they were living
No chains to hold us down
They're labeling us how we're missing
But we have thrown it away
'Cause we've seen better days
ROXY: Thank you.
Yeah, I was crazy worried.
And when can he call me?
Okay. Yeah. Will you tell him I love him?
Thank you.
That was Trevor's commanding officer.
PAMELA: Yeah.
They stabilized him and they're flying him to Germany to have some surgery
and he can call me when he gets there.
- That's great. - Yeah.
And he said that Trevor is a hero. That he saved a lot of people.
A hero.
- Yeah. - Well.
- The important thing is he's safe. - Yeah.
I can't wait to talk to him. Thank you for babysitting me.
It would've been a much harder night had you not been here.
Well, what else do I have to do?
PAMELA: Hey! Katie! ROXY: Stop! Don't!
Not in the face. The bodies.
- Morning. - Morning.
So what do you think? Should we talk about it?
- Talk about what? - Hilton Head.
I saw the brochure on your fax. It's a lovely place.
The golf is spectacular.
Retirement? Are you serious?
I've just been giving it some thought, that's all.
Have you considered sharing those thoughts with me?
When you retire, I retire too.
I just didn't want to put any more uncertainty on your plate.
So you are serious.
Yeah. I think I am.
- When? - Soon.
They have good schools there. I think Emmalin would like the change.
We could have a good life there, Claudia Joy.
We have a good life here, Michael.
You remember the other morning, when I said that I was sick?
I wasn't.
I attended a soldier's memorial service
and afterwards I couldn't go to my office.
- I couldn't function. - Sweetheart.
I have deployment papers sitting on my desk
waiting for my signature, and I'm having trouble signing them.
- It's understandable. - No, Claudia Joy. It's not!
I'm the Post Commander. I am held to a different standard.
And if my ability to do my job is compromised by personal issues,
then it is time for me to step aside.
Honey.
Honey, Amanda's death changed our life forever.
I'm trying really hard not to let it shape our future, too.
I know. But I'm afraid it already has.
- What are you doing here, Joan? - Sir?
- You know you have to take special PT. - But, sir, I'm capable.
- You're also pregnant. - But, sir...
The rules apply to enlisted personnel and officers alike.
You know as well as I do,
all pregnant soldiers are equal when it comes to PT.
- Tell your staff, Colonel. - Yes, sir. I will.
Today.
Once you start pregnancy PT classes, word is gonna spread.
It's important that they hear it from you first.
MICHAEL: Let's do this.
(BREAK ME O UT PLAYING)
My empty room
Crowded too soon
I look for the fire escape
(ENGINE STARTING)
Picture myself
Running like hell
Making my getaway
The walls are caving in with no warning
The ship is sinking I gotta swim for it
I'm running out of air
Break me out tonight
I wanna feel the sun rising anywhere but here
Come with me
Oh, this could be the only chance we get
We gotta take it
Don't do it now We'll never make it
Lose this crowd
Break me out
Hey. Dropped the kids off at school. Now let's get you to work.
They said if I'm not on that pier in 15 minutes
- I've weighed my last shrimp. - Relax. I'll get you there.
All right. Take me there.
- Where? - The Hump Bar.
I want to see it. I haven't been there since that maniac blew it up.
Well, get in that room and lie down. You're in no condition to...
Roxy, I know my condition. That bar is my home.
- Can you take her? - Roxy, I need you there with me.
- I got to go to work. - Oh, please. You hate that job.
Come on, honey. Remember those zeroes?
I got money now. You're working for me again.
Doing what?
Do you care? Anything's better than what you're doing now.
Is the pay better?
Like I wouldn't pay you better
than those wharf rats that you're working for?
Enough to buy me a new car motor?
Fine. I'll buy you the damn motor, too.
Now come on, girls, before I change my mind.
Let's go, girls.
PAMELA: All right, drop me at the radio station and you can take the car.
BETTY: I've been paying the damn electric bill, this better work.
ROXY: Right here. BETTY: All right.
- It works. - Wow.
(BETTY SIGHS)
BETTY: I thought it was gonna be a piece of cake coming back here,
but this is hard.
You know, Roxy, if I was the crying type,
right now I'd be balling my eyes out.
ROXY: Yeah.
It's a miracle we weren't all killed.
Yeah, well, I would've preferred the miracle where no one died.
You're not up for this rebuild. Your health has to come first.
You're right. I'm not up for this.
Good. You finally came to your senses.
The hell I have.
I'm not gonna just let this die, Roxy.
You've got your kids and I got mine. The Hump is my baby.
Wouldn't you do everything in your power to fix your baby if it was hurt?
Hell, yeah. But you just said...
I know what I said, Roxy. I'm not up for it.
But you are.
Why do you think I rehired you? To be my nursemaid?
You are gonna supervise this rebuild.
- Me? - There isn't anybody I trust more.
(ROXY EXCLAIMS)
And you're smart. You're the smartest person I know.
I am? Wow. You don't get around much.
Hey, don't underestimate yourself.
I won't let you down.
PAMELA: Here's some news. The Hump Bar is going to be rebuilt.
The owner, Betty Camden, isn't gonna cut and run with her insurance check.
Instead, she plans to restore the local landmark
to its former, not-so-glorious self.
Oh, wow. We've got a lot of phone calls.
Let's see what people want to talk about.
This is Have At It, you are on the air.
The women in pregnancy PT are all so young.
And they aren't motivated.
Like pregnancy gives them an excuse to slack off.
Then you motivate them. Just make it a game.
Game?
Look, you like to compete, make it a competition.
Those women probably think you'll phone it in
because you're a field-grade officer.
But you're a leader. So lead.
You get out there and do those exercises better than any of them.
- Kick their pregnant asses? - Stomp their pregnant asses.
Yeah. I can do that.
(LAUGHING)
- Thanks, doc. - Hakuna Matata.
You've been happy lately.
That makes me happy.
It's you. And the baby.
And the work I've been doing with Emmalin and some of her friends.
It's gotten me excited about psychiatry again.
Kind of makes me rethink what I want to do with my life.
Tell me.
All I've been doing with my patients is just putting salve on old wounds.
I mean, the damage has pretty much been done.
But with kids, they're less scarred.
There's still time to make a difference.
- A preemptive strike. - Right.
I've been thinking about applying at the high school to become a counselor.
Don't think. Do.
Yeah? The salary won't be much.
Do what you love, Roland. I want you to stay happy.
I'm gonna take a shower. Want to join me?
Man, there is definitely an upside to these crazy hormones.
FRANK ON PHONE: I miss you, baby.
Yeah, I miss you, too.
Look, I've only got a minute, but I wanted to check in.
So, how have you been?
I've been having a lot of fun.
At the hospital?
No. After work.
I've...
I've been riding a motorcycle.
Only a couple of times, but it's been a blast.
Who do we know who owns a motorcycle?
Me, actually.
There was a patient at the hospital, an amputee.
And I told him I rode when I was younger
and when he was packed off to Walter Reed, he left me his bike.
He must've thought an awful lot of you to give you a gift like that.
Well, I listened. That's all.
Sometimes, that's all they need.
So what are you gonna do with it?
I don't know. I was thinking of keeping it.
- Keeping it? Why? - Well, because it's fun.
First of all, they're dangerous, baby. You could hurt yourself.
I wear a helmet, I don't take it on the highway.
It's just back roads where there's no traffic.
Look, honey, I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, I am.
But aside from the obvious safety concerns,
there's an image problem.
I mean, how would it look for an officer's wife
to be tooling around post on a motorcycle?
With the helmet on, nobody even knows it's me.
You know, it sounds to me like you've already made up your mind.
No. I want you to be okay with it.
Frank, if you want me to get rid of it, I will.
I've got to go, Denise.
- Wait. - No, you do what you want.
CLAUDIA JOY: Does anyone know what we're doing here?
Not me.
She just said to be here at 1:00 and wait outside.
Well, it's hot out here.
Can't we wait inside where there's shade and cocktails?
(HORN HONKS)
- Hey, Denise is never late. - Maybe she had car trouble.
- I hope she's okay. - I'll check my messages.
Hey, guys!
- Denise? - Hello, nurse.
- Wow. - CLAUDIA JOY: What is this?
- My God! Are you kidding me? - Yes. It's my new...
ROLAND: Get out!
DENISE: Well, I'm probably not gonna keep it.
Why not? There's love written all over you.
I talked to Frank last night and he wasn't too happy about it.
ROLAND: He might feel differently
- when he comes home. - DENISE: Really?
Look, when guys are away they don't want anything to change.
They start to imagine all sorts of things.
Maybe it will be love at first sight for him.
Yeah, what guy doesn't love a hot woman on a bike?
- Hello. - Yeah.
- CLAUDIA JOY: There we go. - Well, I really do want to keep it, so...
A toast. To Denise Sherwood, biker chick.
ROXY: Yeah! ROLAND: I'll drink to that.
- Biker chick. - ROXY: Nice.
ROLAND: Right here.
JOAN: At ease.
Thank you for all your hard work out there.
It looks great for the "Welcome Home" ceremony tomorrow.
On a slightly different note,
some of you have probably noticed a few changes in me lately.
And I thank you for not bringing them to my attention.
I am presently entering the second trimester of my pregnancy.
And even though I won't be working out with you for a while
and I'll be shifting some of my day-to-day duties,
I will remain your Deputy Garrison Commander.
That's all. You're dismissed.
JOAN: Thank you.
Now get out of here.
Medical degree, 10 years psychiatric practice. Published author.
Why the hell do you want to be a student counselor?
Well, when you put it that way...
I just want to work with kids.
When I was a teenager, I had a mentor in school.
She meant the world to me. Changed my life, really.
You are exactly the kind of role model we'd love to have around our students.
Unfortunately, we only have the budget for two counselors,
and those positions are filled.
Right. I should've realized that. The school year started a while ago.
- I'm sorry. - Yeah, me too.
You could try some of the schools in town.
They have a bigger turnover than we do.
I will. Thanks for your time.
So, by the volume of phone calls we received yesterday,
it seems people have strong feelings about the rebuilding of the Hump Bar.
PAMELA: I have someone here today who would like to express hers.
Don't rebuild. Tear it down. People died there.
LEAH: Why keep a constant reminder of something so tragic?
The site should become a memorial.
It just isn't right to rebuild as if nothing happened.
Well, a lot of people feel that rebuilding is a part of our healing.
Who could go there?
I mean, who could have a good time
in the place that's a scene of a massacre?
I don't know that you could even build a memorial.
I mean, it is private property.
We could buy it. We could hold a fundraiser.
Tear the old place down and plant some trees.
Place a plaque. It's hallowed ground.
- ROXY: What gives you the right? - Pardon me?
Hey. Roxy, we're on the air.
Betty Camden can do whatever she wants with her own business.
I understand that. I'm just saying...
Betty's father built the Hump Bar back in the '40s. Did you know that?
He was a soldier in World War II,
lost three of his fingers when they froze on his machine-gun.
- I'm sure that it's... - Hold on.
You had your say, I'm having mine.
- This is Have At It, right? - I guess it is. Yeah.
You said that place should be a memorial?
Did you know that the Hump was the first bar in the region
to be integrated in the '50s?
I mean, Betty's father caught a whole lot of hell for that at the time
but he stuck to his guns.
It was the first place that people could come together and have a drink,
no matter what the color of their skin.
You want a memorial? There is your memorial!
Not some dumb plaque in the ground
to remind everybody that some nutcase blew it up!
Hey, thank you, Roxy. Very subtle.
You don't just let one abusive crazy person
destroy what people have taken years to build.
You just don't.
Right. Now let's let Leah have a turn.
I mean, what right do you have to come on Pamela's radio show
and say whatever you want?
We lost friends there. You lost nobody.
No, I lost my brother.
What?
He wasn't a victim, he was the bomber.
And I'm sad for the families of the victims.
LEAH: But everyone is...
People visit with them.
They cry with them. They pray for them.
What about us? What about the families of people
who commit these unspeakable acts?
We didn't set off that bomb. People act like we did.
I have to live with the shame and the guilt
of what my brother did for the rest of my life
and I don't know if I can.
That's why I came here today. Just try to do some good.
No, Leah. Wait a second.
Michael, this is Leah Keys. George Polarski's sister.
- What are you doing here? - She wants to talk to us, Michael.
I can't do that. I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.
Michael.
I'm sorry. He's right. I shouldn't have come here.
- You were pretty hard on her. - Was I?
It took a lot of courage for her to come here.
I know that.
I know you're suffering, Michael.
I've been so consumed with my own grief, I haven't been there for you.
I'm sorry.
I'm trying to heal. What's helping me heal is forgiveness.
Do you forgive me, Michael?
You? I never blamed you.
- Do you blame me? - For what?
For not stopping you and Amanda from leaving that night.
I should have gone to full lockdown.
No one should have gotten off this post.
If I had done the right thing
no one would have died and we'd still have Amanda.
What? You didn't know.
You thought the threat was here on the post.
You did what you thought was best.
But I was wrong. I made a mistake and people died.
And this post, these soldiers, they deserve someone better.
Really? That's what you think?
You can't second-guess your decision, Michael. You're human.
Can you think of any officer that can protect this post better than you?
- I don't know. - I do.
That answer is no.
Our grief will never completely leave us.
But we're still here. Our lives have to go on.
Forgiveness is the first step
and you have to forgive yourself, Michael.
And do what you were born to do.
Okay?
Thank you for meeting me.
I can't forgive you because you didn't do anything wrong.
But I can forgive your brother.
And despite what he did, I know that you loved him
and I am truly sorry for your loss.
(SLOW MUSIC PLAYING)
In this house
It's black and white
Like an old rerun on late at night
Group, attention!
At ease.
- Good morning, ma'am. - Good morning, Sergeant.
I'll be joining your class today.
And while I'm in this class, I want to be treated
as just another woman who barfs and cries without warning.
Okay, let's begin with some push-ups.
We coexist
The trouble is
That we're not really living in this house
- I see you took my advice. - Yes, I did.
So few do. Which isn't good for a doctor.
- Wait. You're a doctor here? - I sure as hell hope so.
I've been cutting sick people open here the last couple of weeks.
Yeah, I hope so too, Doctor.
I hate all that formal doctor stuff. Just call me "Getti."
Okay, Getti. Well, you can call me "Nurse."
Okay, Nurse.
Looks like today we're on the same shift.
DENISE: Yeah.
Did you get your motorcycle license?
Not yet. I signed up for classes, though.
(PHOTOGRAPHS AND MEMORIES PLAYING)
I keep your picture by my bed
For when I'm feeling sad
And I don't know why I would be
The way your smile looks so real
Our Father who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done on earth as it is in Heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass against us.
Amen.
Group, attention! Pull out!
I have photographs and memories of the times
When you weren't on my mind
And I was alone
I have poetry and drawings of my life
When you weren't on my side
And I didn't know
Just what is love
At ease, soldier. Good to have you home.
Welcome home.
MICHAEL: It's a long trip.
Writing moments on the wall with different colors
Keeps my mind away from missing you
I never thought about teaching, but, English could be fun.
Mrs. Broomsfield's husband got transferred to another post.
You'd be her substitute
until we can find a qualified replacement. Interested?
Yeah. Sure. I could do that.
She also taught GED classes two nights a week.
Not a problem.
Great. I'll see you Monday, then.
- You wanted to see me, sir? - I did. Yeah.
Here are the deployment papers you needed me to sign.
Thank you, sir.
You can send somebody to the house to pick up the files.
Yes, sir. Did you read all of them, sir?
I did.
And I'll be there to send each one of those soldiers off.
I'll be there with you.
ROXY: Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God, Trevor! Trevor!
Hey, babe. Are you okay? Are you in pain?
I'm doing all right. How are you and the kids?
Well, we're better now.
Hey, Betty is rebuilding the Hump Bar and she put me in charge.
- And there's some people who think... - Rox. Rox. Save it.
I want to hear all about it when I get home.
What?
That's right, baby. I'm coming home.
What?
In the next couple of days.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God, Daddy's coming home!
- Daddy's coming home! - Daddy's coming home!
ROXY: Daddy's coming home!
KIDS: Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!
We won't be needing those for some time.
You were right. Our life is here. This house. This post.
Actually, there is one place I'd like to retire.