Neela sits down in her supervisor's office and wrings her hands. She tells him that when she was in third grade -- again, would a girl raised in the British school system have called it that? Do they use "grades" now over there? -- she told her parents she wanted to be a doctor, and they latched onto it and off she went. "I suppose it's a good thing I never said I wanted to be in the circus," she cracks lamely, and of course her supervisor doesn't laugh, because we've all seen his sense of humor on display and it was about as sharp as a paper towel. Neela tells him that she doesn't want to go through with this career, after a year of struggling with the feeling. The guy is dumbfounded, because that's a lot of money, time, trouble, and innards to go through if all you're going to do is quit. "You understand you can't get licensed without an internship?" he says. Neela nods.
Bill Macy has another student with him, this time a woman who went to MIT. "You always said, 'Math is the true universal language, and love is for suckers,'" the woman says, with Ed and Bill joining her in finishing the quote. It almost looks like she ended up marrying Ed, but who knows. At any rate, Bill Macy has gone from being a lonely old dying man to a happy old dying man, and on this show that's about as much as one can hope to achieve. Abby smiles as she introduces Dori, her night nurse and a relative of Paris Hilton in real life. I think she got featured because Paris visited the set, or something. Who knows. She does kind of look like a Hilton. Anyway, Bill Macy asks if Abby will be his nurse tomorrow. "No, I won't," she says. "But I will be here." Then she pauses, and grins, "Just ask for Dr. Lockhart."
Sam ties her trunk shut -- well, sort of; there's a string, but only one, and she's got so much stuff in there that something's certainly going to end up on the highway. It'll be a nice little trail of breadcrumbs, or lingerie, or items Alex stole from County, for Steve to follow. Sam orders Alex into the car and slams the door just as Luka runs up to them. Because he can just leave work at will, as Sam did. I guess when the cat (Weaver) is away, the mice run after their exes. "Luka!" shouts Alex, delightedly. Luka is confused. "I don't understand," he says, surveying the scene. "No one does," Sam says brokenly. That's because you never see fit to explain anything to anyone, dumb-ass. She's so in love with her own pathetic image of a person who Has Nobody that she's not even trying to confide in any of her new friends, or her former boyfriend...Gah. GAH, I tell you. "I can't let it happen," she says. "I can't let him get to my kid." Well, honey, your kid's a little messed up already; maybe letting him get to know his deadbeat father will actually reverse the trend. Alex doesn't want to go, but Sam speeds off. Luka smacks the car in frustration as he yells after Sam. Alex pokes his head out the window like a carsick dog, staring at Luka as they get further and further away.