Cap'n EO has gone and made himself an appointment with his doctor. Seems he's been feeling things below the waistline -- sensations he doesn't understand. Oh, Cap'n. I feel exactly the same way! The doctor is poking the Cap'n's bare foot with what looks like a pastry cutter, but what I'm assuming is supposed to be some futuristic medical device. Good job there, props manager! Cap'n EO is busily trying to explain to the doctor that he has recovered some feeling, but the doctor is just as busily explaining that spinal nerve damage doesn't just get better. Well, thank you for that dose of reality, writers. How refreshing for it to pop up in this show, where feline DNA and Max saving the world in stiletto heels are just taken as par for the course! Moving on, the doctor proffers a theory as to Cap'n EO's recovery. Seems the Cap'n has undifferentiated stem cells floating around in his blood stream. How could this be? Stem cells, which can become any type of cell in the body, only show up in embryos in the first two or three weeks of development. Once again, how could this be? The doctor has no idea, but Cap'n EO certainly has a big ol' lightbulb hanging over his head. More interestingly, though, is James Cameron declaring a stance on the stem-cell-research issue burning a path through the halls of Congress? Is the King of the World a closet research advocate? Huh.

Anyway, back at the Halls of Justice, Max and the Cap'n are cozied up on the couch, and Max is rubbing EO's feet. Well, not rubbing so much as twisting his toes apart in order to cause pain. Doesn't that sound fun? The Cap'n shrieks like a girl, and Max looks interested. You know, I bet even in a depressed economy there's plenty of spare cash floating around for dominatrix services. And, as much as Max is supposed to be a super soldier, she kind of sucks at it -- don't you think she's more cut out for life as a dominatrix? She could really rake in the bucks. The Cap'n says that although he feels pain, the doctor says he's imagining it. Max opines that he's the one with the medical degree, so wouldn't he know? Yeah, Max? Duh. Cap'n EO says that he thinks the reason he is getting better is because of the blood transfusion Max gave him when he was in the hospital. Revved-up Manticore blood is the only possible answer. Well, either that's the answer, or the writers have a complete disregard for the laws of biology, neurology, and physiology. Max isn't surprised that her blood has a surplus of stem cells, because they were built to recover from injuries quickly, but she is surprised that Cap'n EO saw results after only one transfusion. They look at each other; Max finally catches the Cap'n's snap and they head into the other room. No, not for that, although the fact that they were all nestled on the couch and rubbing each other's feet was interesting. Are they dating or not? Oh, that's right, I don't care. At any rate, though, I don't let people rub my feet unless I know them really well. So the Cap'n and Max go into the next room to transfuse on the dining room table, and Cap'n EO, I hope that before you invite me to dinner you sanitize that there table. Do you think that if individual homes had to comply with health-department standards, they could do it? My mom has the dogs help clean the dishes, after all, and I don't think the health department would look too kindly on that. And the Cap'n's table-top transfusion? Probably a big no-no. So they're doing the transfusion by candlelight, and they stare deep into each other's eyes and then the blood starts flowing. And flowing. And flowing. Finally Max passes out. What the hell kind of friend is Cap'n EO to let Max pass out from donating so much blood? Where are the juice and cookies, Cap'n? I'm very disappointed.