Alex: Is this your new hospital?
Sam: Yep.
Alex: It's even crappier than the last one.
Sam: Hey, watch it there kiddo...
Alex: So... you going back to Africa?
Luka: Yep.
Alex: For how long?
Luka: Not sure.
Alex: Is it vacation?
Luka: No, it's work.
Alex: What kind of work?
Luka: Like I do here.
Alex: Isn't it really gross? Aren't there like, a lot of sick people there?
Luka: That's why they need doctors.
Alex: You went there before?
Luka: A few months ago.
Alex: Did you ever seen a lion? (Luka shakes his head) How about a hyena? (Luka laughs)
Sam: Look. I appreciate you trying to be his friend. I just don't want things to get weird. You're a good guy, I'm sure. But you don't know crap about raising kids. So thanks for the help, but no thanks. I got it covered.
Luka: (Nods) O.k.
(Alex has sown stitches into his own leg)
Sam: You ever seen a kid do something this crazy before?
Carter: Honestly? (shakes his head)
Sam: [To Luka] You know what? Why don't you save your lectures for the med students. The nurses don't want to hear it.
Sam: Actually, I was thinking. It might be a good time to take a break.
Luka: What?
Sam: You know, just take it slower. You know what I'm saying.
Luka: Uh, no I don't.
Sam: We're not exclusive, right? We're just, like, dating or whatever. No commitment, no strings, no co-parenting. Just keep it casual, o.k?
Luka: O.k.
Luka: No, it was fine.
Sam: Because, when I said before... I didn't mean we shouldn't see each other at all. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.
Luka: You want things to be casual.
Sam: Right. But if it's a choice between something serious or nothing, maybe serious is the way to go.
Sam: We're moving.
Alex: No!
Sam: Come on, hurry up!
Alex: I don't wanna go!
Sam: Ah, you don't exactly have a choice.
Alex: I'm not going!
Sam: Yes you are.
Alex: I like it here.
Sam: Yeah? So did I.
Alex: You're just being a bitch.
Sam: What did you call me?
Alex: I'm sick of moving just because you're screwed up!
Sam: You know what I'm sick of, Alex?! I'm sick of pretending that your dad is a good guy! I'm sick of keeping my mouth shut about all the crap that he's done and all the stuff that he hasn't. And I'm sick of him tracking us down every time he loses a job, so he can come here and buy you enough presents to make you think that he's actually a father. Because he's not! He's a loser, and I am not gonna let him turn you into one too. Now get in that room and start packing!
Luka: I wasn't trying to be a hero this morning. I asked you to move in because, I... I love you. I'm in love with you, And I thought, I don't know, maybe you feel the same.
Sam: Did you just say that?
Luka: I spend to much time wasting time. So whenever you're ready, just let me know.
(Luka and Alex are playing Playstation, when Sam comes in.)
Sam: Alex! What did you just say?
Alex: What?
Sam: What did you say?
Alex: Nothing.
Sam: I heard you. (to Luka) You heard him. What did he say?
Luka: I didn't hear anything. Might have been the game.
Alex: Yeah, I'm pretty sure you heard the game, mom.
Sam: Yeah well, I don't wanna hear that kind of talk out of you. (to Luka) Or you.
Sam: You know, you're really good at teaching other people how to communicate.
Luka: Thanks.
Sam: We should try it ourselves sometime.
Luka: Yeah… (smiles) My english you know. Still working on.
Sam: (smiles) So now you're gonna pull the Croatian card? That is low.
Sam: You know what, I managed to support me and Alex for ten years all on my own. I think I can handle it.
Luka: You know, this isn't about money at all. You're worried about losing your independence or something.
Sam: Aha.
Luka: And about my role in Alex' life. What? You're worried about loosing control over him or...?
Sam: You know what? You always do this!
Luka: Do what?
Sam: This! Telling me what I'm really mad about!
Luka: Most of the time you don't know what you're really mad about! (Sam moves to the door) Sam, this isn't our stop!
Luka: He doesn't get to you?
Sam: Doctor Hair? I think he's kinda cute.
Luka: What?!
Sam: Surgery and ER have these battles in every hospital I've ever worked in. It's not personal. It's, surgeons think they're much better and smarter than everyone else. It's a defense mechanism. To make up for their terrible lifestyle.
Luka: The guy needs an ex-lap.
Sam: It's a pissing match, Luka. Let it go. Come on, you're taller and sexier, and you already got the girl.
Luka: This isn't about ego.
Sam: Oh, it's not?
Sam: Is that something you think you might want again? Kids?
Luka: You?
Sam: I don't know. I can't really imagine my self with an infant again.
(Luka says nothing)
(About Steve being back in town)
Luka: What do you wanna do?
Sam: I'm not gonna run away again. Especially not now. I don't want you to have to worry, it's my problem.
Luka: I kinda think it's our problem.
Luka: What's going on?
Sam: Oh, patient wants me on the phone.
Luka: Sam, what's going on?
Sam: Nothing. What?
Luka: You don't wanna tell me?... Fine.
Sam: Hey... Come on, let's get a coffee.
Luka: I'm gonna go check on Alex?
Steve: Alex is fine.
Luka: I'll go see.
Steve: No. (He blocks the door)
Luka: You don't wanna do that.
(Steve and Luka are fighting. Alex comes out with his bags packed.)
Alex: Luka!
Steve: It's nothing, kiddo. Just a little disagreement.
Luka: (To Alex) What's all that for?
Alex: We're going to Florida. My dad's got a place by the beach where we can watch the whales migrate. Mom said it was o.k.
Luka: Alex, go back up!
Alex: No!
Luka: Alex, now!!
Steve: Easy, Hoss. Not your kid!
Luka: Listen. You can take what you want, I don't care. But he's not going anywhere with you.
Alex: Where's Luka?
Sam: He's at work.
Alex: You still fighting?
Sam: No.
Alex: We're gonna have to move again, aren't we?
Luka: My father's been bugging me to visiting. I haven't been home in a long time, and I have some vacation time coming up. So I was thinking about making a trip back to Croatia. It will only be for a couple of weeks. Maybe good for us to spend some time apart. Alex and you can hang out, and you know...
Sam: I've already started looking for a new place.
Luka: A new place?
Sam: For me and Alex.
Luka: You're moving out?
Sam: You just said you think it would be good for us to spend time apart.
Luka: That's not what I meant!
Sam: I was gonna tell you. I just think that it's... I need to think things out by myself.
Luka: Where are you going now?
Sam: I'm going to look for an apartment before work.
Luka: So what, we don't talk about this?
Sam: Never seemed to do us any good before.
Luka: I was thinking... I've been thinking. We let things get away from us. We don't have to leave it like that.
Sam: Luka...
Luka: No, a lot happened, fast. Too fast. Maybe we should just take our time. Make sure we know what we're doing. I don't want this to be one more thing I messed up.
Sam: We're pretending, Luka. I don't want to pretend anymore.