Scene ~ Carly's hospital room Bobbie: (taking a very sullen Carly's pulse) You know, ah, getting a lot of rest after surgery is always the best medicine. (glances over at Carly) A smile wouldn't hurt either.
Carly: How do you expect me to smile? My baby almost died because of me.
Bobbie: (sighs) Carly. (she takes a seat next to the bed) Look at me. Did you drink, or smoke, or take any drugs while you were pregnant?
Carly: No. But I-
Bobbie: Well, then what happened to your baby was an act of nature. And not your fault. (pause) You know, a lot of babies are born with problems. And that doesn't mean that the mother did anything wrong. As a matter of fact, you did something so absolutely right, you probably saved your baby's life.
Carly: (scoffs disbelievingly) Like what?
Bobbie: You gave Jason power of attorney. He was able to authrorize surgery. So - give yourself a little credit. And know, that any future babies will be perfectly normal.
Carly: I'm not gonna have another baby.
Bobbie: Well, maybe you will and maybe you won't. The point is, you now have a choice, thanks to Jason.
Carly: I don't understand.
Bobbie: Your doctor recommended a hysterectomy. Jason said no. That was a good choice.
Carly: (a little stunned) I agree. (pause) How did Jason know what to do?
Bobbie: He asked my opinion. And I agreed - very strongly - against it.
Carly: Why would you do that for me?
Bobbie: Don't you remember what you told me in the operating room?
Carly: (pauses, very quiet) No. (worried) What? What did I say?
Bobbie: You said the truth. And now I'm on to you.
Carly: You know? You know, and you don't hate me?
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Bobbie: Hate you? I have hated you, plenty. And believed you were a self-serving little viper. Who used sex to dazzle and older man into taking care of her, then threw a baby into the mix to make sure the trap was set nice and tight. And I believed that you were using your baby as a weapon. And that the only person who mattered to you in this whole scenario was you. But, experience has taught me something. And that is, that when a person is that near death - and you were there - that the truth comes out. And your truth was about your baby. You begged me to protect him. And not so you could use him as a pawn in a battle. But because you love him, with a mother's love. So, does make me your fan? No. Does it make me like you any better? I honestly don't know. But I don't hate you. Not today.
Carly: You know, if what you said about me loving my baby is true? And I'd really like to think it is... I don't know if I feel that way anymore. It's... awful. Just like the terrible person that I am. But I can't help it. I just feel trapped, I feel like I'm tied to this bed with some invisible ropes. And I just want to go someplace, I just want to go anyplace...
Bobbie: Carly. Carly! Go to neo-natal! See your baby. Oh, god. When you look at your baby, you are gonna be so full of love, you won't know where to put it all.
Carly: Is that how you felt, when your baby was born?
Bobbie: I only... had a moment with my baby before they took her away. But in that moment, oh... Yeah. That's exactly how I felt.