Haley comes into the café and says to Deb, "Hey, I was on my way to check on him when I realized that you were here, so I turned around and came back. You should go! How is he?" Deb seems far too confused; in fact, she doesn't know what Haley's talking about, because she says, "Who?" Nathan. "What about him?"
Cut to Dan on his cell phone in the hospital talking to Keith, but we're not sure what they're talking about. When Dan comes back to the bed, he says, "How you doing, son?" to an empty bed. Nathan's disappeared. Deb shows up at the hospital with a look of fear in her eyes. Dan says, "He's okay." She asks, "Where is he?" But Dan doesn't have time to answer before we break for a commercial.
Woda's in his office. He marks the Cove City game with a "W" and then tears the whole sheet down. Keith comes in and tells him that Nathan's going to be fine. Whitey lets out a deep breath: "You know why they made whiskey, Keith?" Pause. "For the poor fool that wakes up after thirty-five years and discovers that he's a part of the problem." Pause. "Well, no more. I'll forfeit the damn games before I'll lose a boy to that." Whitey takes a sip from a mug. Keith nods understandingly. Whitey continues, "I've got to be the sorriest son of a bitch on the planet." Keith says, "Well, Karen left me to watch Luke and, ah, he got drunk and then he got a tattoo." Whitey smiles and says, "Well, I take it back." They clink their mugs and take a sip of whiskey, elixir to the soul.
Looks like Dan and Deb have been fighting the whole way home from the hospital. But I'm not going to point out how they've got separate cars or how they could have arrived home at exactly the same instant or any other continuity-type issue, because we're getting near the end and I'm tired. Dan screams, "I tried to call you, you weren't answering your phone." Deb shouts, "Because I ran out of the café with nothing but my car keys and the fear that my son was dying." Dan yells, "And that's my fault?" Deb: "After Haley walked in, how long was that, Dan? Twenty minutes after Nathan collapsed, a half hour, maybe?" Dan barks, "My first concern was for Nathan. You're overreacting." Deb: "Oh, that my son nearly died and that my husband didn't see fit to call? Where is he, Dan? He could be anywhere! He could be unconscious!" Dan snots, "Get a hold of yourself, the doctor said he's out of harm's way." Deb retorts, "Well, the doctor was wrong. Because as long as you control him like you do, he'll be in harm's way." Dan snaps, "Oh, okay, I get, I'm to blame, it's got to be my fault, eh?" Deb stands her ground: "Yeah." Hallelujah. Finally, someone notices Dan's Blame Game. Dan steps forward, and he seems kind of menacing: "You consider this, lady. If you weren't off helping your little friend Karen at her café you might have been there for him like I was." Deb says quietly, "You smug son of a bitch." Pause. "I want you out of this house." Dan protests. But she shouts, "I said, get out!" Dan tries to reason with her: "It's been an emotional night --" She stops him mid-sentence: "No, no, no, Dan. It's been a night of clarity, and it's time for you to go." Dan plays the Big Daddy card: "It's my house." But Deb's not budging: "Fine. I'll go. But either way, Nathan stays with me." Dan asks her not to do this, but Deb only replies, "I'll say it one more time, Dan, pack a bag and get out, or so help me God, I will stab you in you sleep." Is it awful of me to whoop after Deb said that line? Because I wasn't expecting that at all. Dan just stands there looking at Deb for a minute. Then he shakes his head, and walks out of the room. But Deb's not done with her smackdown yet: "And you'd better pray that my son is okay." Dan lets out a breath and says hurtfully, "Do you really think that Nathan would choose you over me?" And if that's not a wake-up call for Deb, I don't know what is -- but she stands there with tears in her eyes watching her life, her marriage, and everything she's known over the past fifteen years collapse.