At home, Romano uses one hand to make a cup of tea. He turns on the burner and reaches across the stove for something; as he does, the sling catches fire, with The Arm following suit. He doesn't notice until he smells the burning flesh, at which point he screams, starts thumping it, and swears up a storm.

Weaver tries to convince the hospital fat cats that they should help with Ante's surgery because he can't wait for Mercy. Why can County do it on twelve hours' notice when it takes a rich hospital two weeks to get things set up? I guess County is the cheap quickie under the bleachers, whereas Mercy is the one you date for a while and consider taking home to meet the folks. Luka barges in apologetically and says he needs an answer immediately. "It's hard enough to keep pace with our own problems," Chief Fat Cat sputters. Luka snots that they'd find the time if a rich benefactor needed an artificial heart. Chief Fat Cat seems to think that kind of surgery would be more beneficial to medical science in general. "We're talking about one sick boy here, who we have the ability to save, but not the will to do it!" Luka shouts. The NBC promo department collectively ejaculates onto a copy of Daily Variety. The room is silent. Luka steams that he knows the only reason they're not helping Ante is that they don't feel like it. Weaver quietly insists that it's more complicated than that, but Luka doesn't understand why -- he doesn't pay heed to rules, because rebels always believe that rules are for cheaters. He exits in a sexy huff, and we fade to black wondering why people oppose cloning when there's only one Goran Visnjic and a throng of hungry women.

At the house, Carter is stretched out on the couch with a book. Stephen enters what appears to be a study and regards his son boredly. "I didn't know Gamma had The Collected Oscar Wilde in first edition," Carter says. Stephen tries to recall Gamma's favorite story about him, and Carter of course can remember it word for word. The Road Runner shoots across the screen with a sign that says, "Get it yet?" Then the coyote chases with a sign that says, "Get what?" and that of course prompts the arrival of a slew of anvils to crush his sad cartoon carcass. Stephen lightly characterizes Gamma as "a society lady with the heart of Stonewall Jackson." Carter awkwardly sits up and apologizes to his father, claiming that his earlier candor wasn't entirely fair, or accurate. "It is what it is, John; you can't pretend it was anything else," Stephen says evenly. Talk turns to the funeral, which Carter deems embarrassing and Stephen prefers to call "memorable." Stephen senses that Abby's absence is because of Eric's balletic fall from grace into Gamma's final resting place. Carter fidgets and pretends he's only hiding because he can't abide mingling over duck canapés. That's probably why Abby's not there -- to avoid another installment of the riveting "canapé versus appetizer" debate. Stephen gently tells him to stay where he is, but Carter stands up to join his father and offers up another apology. "I feel like I blew it," Carter confesses. "You didn't," Stephen replies. "Neither did Abby." The men hug. "Let it go, son. Just let it go," Stephen advises him. Carter thinks about it, then toddles off to scribble the word "WELCOME" on his suit jacket so he can live the rest of his life prostrate outside Abby's front door.