Pratt walks Saige through the hospital. "Is my mom gonna be okay?" he asks. "She's worried and upset," Pratt says. "I'm sure you are, too, but hopefully your sisters will get better soon and be back at home getting on your nerves in no time." Pratt points out the cops and says they'll do everything they can to save them from their father. Saige responds by urinating all over his pants, making a puddle of all the reasons Pratt intends to remain a bachelor forever.

Abby goes to talk to the cops about Manic Mom's husband. They can't find him, but think he may have fled the state a year ago because no one's seen him here lately. The neighbors were either drunk or gone. The cops want to talk to her. "She's still very upset and scattered," Abby notes. "I would be, too, but I would want to catch the guy who did it," the cop says melodramatically. Abby follows him into the room, where Mädchen rises and introduces herself as Wendall, which is ludicrous but far preferable to having to type an umlaut. "The detective needs to ask you about your husband," Wendall says woodenly to Manic Mom. "He likes to drink. Got drunk as soon as he could every day," Manic Mom says. They ask for the name of his favorite bar, and they're off to the races.

Dubenko and Elizabeth wheel Tamira to the elevator. He takes the time to congratulate her on the transplant work. "Groundbreaking stuff," he nods. "I wasn't trying to break any ground," she says sternly. What is up with this person -- what did he do that renders Elizabeth completely unable to react like a sensible human being? I mean, I know she had turned into a raging bitch at one point, but I thought all the sex from last season loosened her up a little. In several ways. Dubenko awkwardly clarifies that he thinks in a perfect world she would get an award for what she did, which he deems brave. Chuny passes by to tell Dubenko that the T-Pod traction is ready for Kali, and Elizabeth furrows her brow. "Sheet traction is archaic. This gives better hug around the hips and thighs," he says. Then he shrugs and apologizes quite sincerely, and I have to say, if the goal was to make Elizabeth look right or even justified in being angry with Weaver for hiring him, then this failed. Because I kind of like Dubenko. God knows it's hard to hate someone who stays on top of new developments in medicine. If we stoned all those people, we really would still be getting leech treatments for everything from hangnails to cervical cancer. And I don't know about you, but there is no place for a leech on my cervix.