St. Elsewhere (1982–1988): Season 2, Episode 8 - All About Eve - full transcript
Westphall must find someone to care for his autistic son after his housekeeper quits. The new nurse's aide is a woman who Ehrlich had a sexual encounter with. Caldwell gets attacked at Halloran's home.
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Previously on St Elsewhere...
Tell her her son was murdered.
Then go tell Carson
he's running out of time.
Where'd you pick up that
gorgeous brogue?
In Ireland, Sir.
It's perfectly simple - we're
Protestant and they're Catholic.
If it's any comfort, your wife has
given that woman a second chance.
Would you call this being
out of the woods?
Are you kidding?!
You're all the way downtown!
Be right back.
OK.
Honey?!
Tonight, on St Elsewhere...
# But if we turn our backs
# The enemy would strike. #
I like the person underneath.
The natural you.
Completely natural?
Uh-huh!
< (GASPING AND CHOKING)
She choking, she's may aspirate -
get the suction!
We've got to clear her lungs.
Dr Craig, we need you
in Eve Leighton's room.
'No-one else is available
and Mrs Leighton's coded.'
Mmm!
Ah, do you have to go now?
Why did think I got dressed?
I'll be over at St Eligius
in a couple of hours,
maybe I'll see there?
Hm.
You better not use my office
for business calls any more.
The surgical unit supervisor's
starting to suspect something!
(GIGGLES) I'll make your deal.
Hm?
I won't use your office
if you don't leave my towels
bundled up in the bathroom.
Why is everything with
you a negotiation?
Ha-ha!
And make the bed too!
Neatly!
CARTOON MUSIC PLAYS
DOOR CLOSES
Joan?
'Forget something?'
CLICKING
Honey?
Dr Caldwell.
Yeah?
What is this army, huh?
Be all that you can be?
This is in memory
of Patrick Brennan.
Ah, scrambled eggs and Italian
sausage - what's the occasion?
I got something to tell you.
Hey, Dad, morning.
Morning, sweetheart.
Hi, Mrs Catalano.
Morning, darling.
Did you tell him yet?
No, not yet.
Sit down, have your breakfast.
No, I got to go.
Betty Ressler
has to copy my homework.
Oh...
Tommy's dressed. Bye.
Bye. Brigante.
Tell me what?
Oh...
Dr Westphall...
..you remember the first time
I came here to work for you?
Sure I do.
Lizzie was still in diapers.
Do you remember that, even then, I
told you that I had some plans to...
someday go back to my family
in Castellammare del Golfo?
Yes, I remember.
Take a couple of weeks.
No, not to visit...
..to live.
Oh.
(EXHALES) I've been thinking
about this for a long time but...
Well, Frannie, you have
to live your own life, huh?
I love this family.
I don't know what we'd have done
without you all these years,
I mean it.
And it's going to be very hard
to replace you, lady.
Oh, I stay.
I stay until you find somebody who's
going to be willing to learn
how to take care of Tommy
just the way I did.
No, no, no, you go ahead
and make your plans. >
Tommy, il piccolo tesoro.
He's so special.
How am I going to tell him?
I'll tell him. Tonight.
Grazie.
I'd better hurry him along, eh?
Tommy!
Tommy! Come down,
you'll be late for school.
(SIGHS)
Frannie, I think it's great news,
I really do.
And I'll tell you what
we're going to do,
we're going to give you the greatest
party the north side's ever seen.
And, listen, if you need
some money you tell me...
Ah, per carita!
Come on, eat your eggs,
they're getting cold!
Ah, here he comes!
Eccolo qua, il mio Tomaso!
Ooh, what a good boy,
you put your sweater on. Bravo!
Hi, sport.
Tommy wants cereal.
Sure.
I'm a doctor, not a librarian.
Helen, can you go
to Miss Chipony's room?
What's the matter?
Well, I removed a piece of glass
from her left eye
and I appreciate the fact
her world is a little fuzzy
but I mean come on,
I've been on call 36 hours!
It's not my fault she was
in the middle
of Sidney Sheldon's
latest masterpiece!
What is it you want?
It's not what I want,
Miss Chipony wants me to read to her.
So read to her!
Helen, I don't have time
to be nice to the patients!
Neither do I,
I'm on my way to an emergency
meeting of all the head nurses.
Ask one of the candy stripers.
Candy stripers?! I didn't know
those bimbettes could read!
Has anyone ever told you
you're a pig?
Yeah, a couple of people.
Hey, toots...
I want you to do me a favour,
that is, if you're not tied up. Ha!
Hi, Victor!
Hi, Bobbi!
Oh, oh, call me Roberta.
What are you doing here?
Er, well, I'm almost finished with
Dr Weiss and the sessions and so,
well, he thought it would be good
therapy for me to come to St Eligius
and work as a candy stripe.
Oh, you mean you're cured?
Completely.
See, Dr Weiss and I discovered
that my need to be tied up
came from a prenatal
womb phenomenon.
My umbilical cord was wrapped
around my wrists.
That Weiss is a real thinker.
Yeah. Oh, I'm a new woman, Victor.
No more Bobbi - see, Roberta Sloan.
Fantastic.
Yeah.
No, thanks.
You know, I told
Dr Weiss all about you.
You did?!
Uh-huh.
In fact, he thought that you could
be a positive influence on my life.
He did?!
Mm-hm, so, what you say?
You think, maybe,
we could go out sometime?
Absolutely!
You know, I've got a couple hours
free right after lunch.
Me too.
Oh, er, did you want me
to do something for you?
No, no, no, no, no,
I'll take care of it myself.
OK. Bye.
OK, bye.
Bye-bye.
I'll see you later.
So long.
Adios.
I'm sorry.
Oh, sorry.
Excuse me.
Very sorry.
(LAUGHS) I don't believe it!
(LAUGHS) No, let me tell you.
Yeah.
I walk into the biology labs...
Yeah, right.
..and there are all the students
standing in a circle,
holding hands with John Novak
and another student
standing in the middle.
What were they doing?!
Well, let me tell you. All of a
sudden the circle divides into two.
One half goes with John Novak
and the other half goes
with the student.
(LAUGHS) Cell division!
You got it!
Oh, I don't believe it!
New teaching methods!
Ah, there you are. >
Telling you to start exercising
was a big mistake.
Now I can't keep track of you!
Dr Craig, this is Agnes Najinsky,
she is the principal at Paul Revere.
Oh, I'm so sorry!
(LAUGHS) Oh, it's not that bad!
But it'll be a lot better
when Eve gets back to her classroom.
Well, one step at a time,
Mrs Najinsky.
We're just sending
her home this week.
Oh, home, I can't wait to get
back to my garden.
Well, I hope you have an ice pick,
it's the middle of winter out there!
Oh, there's always something
you can do.
See, I'm as passionate
about my garden
as you are about planting hearts!
Ha!
Well, well, it's time
to face the music.
This week Novak's teaching genetics
and I'm terrified!
Oh, God! (LAUGHS)
Nice to meet you, Dr Craig.
Same here.
Bye.
How's your temperature?
Oh, I feel fine.
You wanted to see me?
Yeah.
What do I have to do to become
an organ donor?
What are you talking about?
Well, you said yourself that,
outside of my heart,
I'm in peak condition and, well, I
just want to pass on the opportunity
in case anything happens.
Nothing is going to happen.
Yeah, I know
but, even if the transplant adds
another ten years to my life,
I'm going to die at some point.
Who knows, Mark,
you may want my kidneys.
You're incredible.
OK, I'll get the forms.
(COUGHS)
But first, I'm going to get
you back to your room.
Oh!
Come on.
There we go.
By the way, did you get
the clock I sent you?
Look, Eddie, this is, this is going
to be pretty grim, all right?
It's one thing to talk
about a tragedy
but it's another thing to see
the actual results, all right?
I can only imagine how you feel
but whatever it is, it's OK.
(OK?)
Dr Martin?
Yes.
I'm Dr Ridley, this is Eddie Carson.
Oh, yes. Right this way.
That's them.
That's my aunt and uncle.
(Thank you.)
What have you got?
Rifle butt to the bridge
of the nose,
posterior head injury with loss
of consciousness for 15 minutes,
BP 110/60, heart rate 104
and regular.
< Ahh!
Respiration 24 and regular.
Let me just see him.
< Ow!
Shirley, this is Bobby Caldwell.
The actual damage to the rectory
is the least of it.
Frankly, I'm afraid
it's just the start
of a wave of violence and terrorism.
I don't get the connection.
Patrick Brennan's family
has been a member of St Ursula's
for as long as I can remember.
His death sent a shockwave
through the entire parish.
The bombing at the pub,
the rectory fire...
..it's going to keep escalating,
Donald, unless we act now.
What can we do?
My suggestion is to get Carson away
from St Eligius as soon as possible.
And where do I move him?
Anywhere. As long as it's not in the
middle of the neighbourhood.
Frankly, Father,
I don't see how moving him is going
to solve the bigger problem.
If we could do that, my friend,
I'd be made a Cardinal
and you'd win the Nobel Peace Prize.
Doesn't it gall you, though,
as a priest I mean,
to know that these people
are using religion
as an excuse for violence
and political gain?
God does not smile on this
conflict, Dr Westphall.
They call themselves Catholics
and Protestants
but the labels are
totally meaningless.
It's nothing but a stupid,
ugly gang war.
< In Belfast as well as here.
Yup.
BUZZER SOUNDS
Excuse me.
Yeah.
Oh, no.
Well, how is he? Is he stabilised? >
Any apparent neck, back,
trunk or extremity trauma?
Well, thank God for that.
All right, keep me posted.
Thanks.
What's happened?
One of our doctors, Bobby Caldwell,
they just brought him into ER.
Apparently he's been
beaten up badly. >
Where were we?
I...
Where are you going?
I, er, I have to go see him.
Where's Bobby?
Bobby?
Dr Caldwell, where is he?
Cubicle three but you're
going to have to wait.
How is he?
(SHOUTS) How is he?! Oh, Bobby.
Miss Halloran?
He's fine. >
Hiya, sweetheart.
What you doing here?
Oh!
"Sweetheart"?
Mrs Leighton, how are you
feeling this morning?
Fine. Who are you?
Gretchen Parks, dietician.
Oh, yes.
You know, you've been here
almost three months
and every time I've made an
appointment to see you
something silly's gotten in the way.
Either you're asleep,
or in surgery, or with visitors!
Well, see, to tell you the truth,
erm, I've been trying to avoid you.
Really?
All I wanted to do was to talk
about post-operative nutrition
and the importance
of a balanced diet.
Well, Mrs Parks, I'm 44 years old
and I consider myself to be well
educated and I just don't...
Uh-huh, and the main thing
to avoid is fatty calories
and that's where our friend
Mr Chicken comes in.
Oh? Mr chicken?
Mm!
Wait a minute, this is Mr Chicken?
Are you an egg freak, Mrs Leighton?
Er, not in the usual
sense of the word.
Good.
Do you butter your bread?
Every chance I get.
Not any more you don't!
It all boils down to common sense.
Is this leftover
from yesterday's lunch?
Mm, now, you don't want
to start yourself up.
Oh, no.
But you will need a steady
2,000 calories a day,
plus the appropriate amino acids
from the dairy group.
(LAUGHS)
I don't see anything particularly
amusing about this, Mrs Leighton.
I'm sorry, really, I'm sorry.
Now, we all know where our best
source of protein comes from,
do we not?
Of course we do.
Yes, meet Sammy.
(LAUGHS)
Ehrlich, please, stop it.
Oh, I can't stop.
Happy fingers.
This from a man who, this morning,
was moaning that he hadn't
slept in two days.
What's more important
is I haven't slept
with anyone in two months.
Come on, last Thursday with Emma.
No, no, bunk beds in on-call
do not count.
I still don't understand
why you're so happy.
Because, my friend,
in roughly 20 minutes I'm going
to be cruising into port,
ready to drop anchor.
Now I know how Columbus
felt finding a New World.
You've got a date.
Date? Fiscus, I've got a 100%
lock on a sexual sea voyage.
(CHOKES) With who?
Well, specifics aren't
really important
but I can tell you she is a junior.
You're going out with
a candy striper?
Erlich, have you ever had
a conversation with one of them?
Some of them can barely read!
How can you say that?
Eve's a real slugger.
I was worried, there, for a while
but you should have seen
her this morning.
She snapped out of her
post-op depression
and is raring to get
out of this place.
Can you blame her?
No, I can't!
You know what she
got me to agree to?
Evidently the kids at her school
are confused about the transplant.
I promised to go down there this
week and explain it to them.
The Selman foundation
renewed our grant
only because of the success
of your work.
Well, it's about time.
You mean they've been sleeping
together for over a year?!
Well, you know, evidently,
they knew each other even
before he moved to town.
Oh. >
Who's that?
< Joan Halloran and Bobby Caldwell.
You know too?
Luther Hawkins told me,
also about the accident.
What accident?
Bobby Caldwell was in Halloran's
apartment when he got mugged.
Wait a minute here, wait a minute.
Now, let me get this straight,
Caldwell and Halloran
have been playing, "I've got
a secret," for the past year?!
Hm-mm.
Why am I always the last to know?
Hm-mm-mm.
'Mr Acorn, Mr John Acorn to fourth
floor nurses station.'
Hi, Dad.
Hi!
What are you doing here?
I've got something to tell you.
I've made a decision,
I'm not going to Vassar.
What?
Dad, it's just too expensive,
it's too far away
and, besides, anything I can learn
there I can study right here at BC.
Does this have anything to do with
Mrs Catalano's leaving?
Yeah, kind of.
Lizzie, we'll find
another housekeeper.
Dad, do you really think there are
that many housekeepers out there
that are going to be willing
to take care of an autistic child?
All we need is one.
Don't worry, honey.
I don't know,
it doesn't seem fair, Dad.
I mean, you've spent your whole
life taking care of us
and taking care of patients.
You never seem to take any
time for yourself.
I like my life just the way it is.
I don't know, Dad, the older I get,
I just think you should
date more often.
I don't want you to grow
old all alone.
Sweetheart, it's my choice.
And, for now,
everything is just fine.
Really? Really.
(OK.)
Well, any time you want to bring
a lady home for the night
it's OK by me.
It is?
Thank you.
I got to get to play practice.
All right, I'll see you at home.
OK. Bye.
Bye.
Hey.
Please, don't worry about it. >
Tommy and I will be just fine.
OK. Bye.
Bye-bye. >
I've, er, I've thought a lot about
you in the past couple of months.
Yes, yes, that is so funny,
so have I.
Ever since that night in the laundry
I've felt there's something
very special between us.
Well, I had a great time.
Me too.
Thanks.
Whoa, whoa, Roberta, don't rush off!
Don't you want to invite
me in for a cup of coffee?
Oh, yes, oh, OK, come in.
OK.
Let me see now,
you take one lump, is that right?
< Yes, one lump.
What a memory you've got, baby doll!
(CHUCKLES) Oh, you know what?
Cancel, cancel!
Change that to something,
kind of, carbonated, maybe.
Oh, OK.
Yahoo!
Victor, what are you doing?
Just getting comfortable. (CHUCKLES)
Er...no.
No, no, no, erm...
What's the matter? Weak box spring?
Ooh, yeah, kinky.
Up! What?
You've got the wrong idea, Victor.
No, I don't think I do, hun.
Remember, I'm Dr Positive Influence,
OK?
Even my pal Weiss said that...
Your pal Weiss said that
I should be seeing men
with a soft sexual persona -
you immediately came to our minds.
Let me tell you something
about Weiss for starters,
the guy had a thing for his mother.
Well, Dr Weiss said that you would
try and impugn his credibility.
What are you talking about?
This guy is a quack.
Victor, I care about you.
I care about you.
And I really want
us to be friends but...
Dr Weiss says that under
no circumstances...
are you and I to have sex.
(EXHALES)
Under no circumstances?!
(EXHALES) >
I think you should leave now.
Oh, brother.
It's because I'm wearing
a tie, isn't it?
(EXHALES) I'm going to kill Weiss.
< (GASPING AND CHOKING)
She's choking, she's a-aspirate.
Give her suction,
we've got to clear her lungs.
I'll get Craig, where is he?
In surgery, go!
(COUGHS)
There's a certain amount of bleeding
from the anterior suture line.
BUZZER SOUNDS
'Get that.'
Dr Craig, we need you
in Eve Leighton's room.
You'll have to wait, I'm at the most
crucial part of the bypass.
Mrs Leighton may have aspirated.
< She vomited and is having
difficulty breathing.
< What you want to do?
Check the board. Get me another
surgeon to take over here.
Right away.
How's the pulse?
Still no response.
Another amp of bicarb.
< 300 milligrams.
Come on, Eve.
BUZZER SOUNDS
I'm sorry, Dr Craig, no-one else is
available and Mrs Leighton's coded.
Dammit!
Suction.
< Clear.
MONITOR FLATLINES
Clear.
Wait five minutes,
then close if it's still dry.
Trudy, give me a hand here.
Apparently she'd been vomiting
and had a productive cough.
Why wasn't it charted?
She didn't tell anybody
except one nurse's aide.
I guess she was just
so anxious to go home.
She went very fast, Dr Craig.
We kept the code going
for 30 minutes.
I'll call the family.
No, I'll do it.
'Dr Romano, Dr Josef Romano
to second floor nurses' station.'
I'll buy this magazine.
Important to keep track for the fast
breaking trends in medicine.
Keep the change, doll.
Victor, Victor!
Call me Dr Erlich.
Thought you told me to call you...?
Shh, shh, shh!
So, what's your problem, son?
Need me to save a life?
No, it's parking.
The security guard won't let me park
in the lot reserved for doctors.
That's because you're not a doctor,
your a med student, you're nothing!
I know, but Vict...
I mean, Dr Erlich, with Dr Caldwell
getting beaten up and everything
I was afraid to park
my car anywhere else.
Where do you even
come off having a car?
I'm still paying for
my student loans.
Well, my cousin Pee-Wee has
a Datsun dealership so...
Look, Elliot, you're never going
to make it as a doctor here
unless you get your mind out of the
parking lot and your butt to the ER!
My car's in the middle
of the street...
To hell with your car!
< I'm talking life-and-death! I've
just spent six hours in OR
adding 16 years to a man's life.
Yes, sir.
Thank you, sir.
Dr Ehrlich?
Wayne, I mean, Dr Fiscus
wanted me to tell you
he needed you right away in the ER.
Oh, something Fiscus can't
handle alone, huh?
No, he said it was your turn
to change the colostomy bags.
Get out of here, Elliot. Right now.
Get out, get out.
Oh, no, no, this one's on me.
Oh, he's cute!
Thanks.
Do you really have to be so rough
on the medical students?
It's the only thing that'll
make them great doctors.
Dr Weiss was right.
He said you'd try all sorts of stupid
behaviour to try and impress me.
Weiss again? Come on!
No! Oh, no, Victor,
I think it's very sweet.
I mean, that you care that much.
Well, I do, Roberta.
Well, then believe me,
I like you just as you are.
I mean, you don't have to dress up
or act tough or sexy.
I like the person underneath.
The natural you.
Natural, huh?,
Completely natural?
Uh-huh.
Oh!
What's this?
A key to my apartment.
Great!
Er, Victor, I'd like you to stop
by tomorrow so we can talk.
Fine.
I'm coming in from Brookline
and you can't depend
on the T with all the snow.
Well, I wouldn't want you to get
locked out like you did last time.
Okey-dokey.
OK. (CHUCKLES)
Oh...
That's for you.
You're kidding?
So cute.
Bye!
So, I thought on Saturday
we'd go down to the Navy Yard
and I'll show you
the USS Constitution.
My dad took me there when I was
just about your age.
How does that sound?
And tomorrow we're going to go visit
Dr Carlisle at the hospital.
It's time for your physical.
She's looking forward to seeing you.
Let's skip the salt and butter, OK?
That's looking pretty good, son.
Think we should finish it together?
How's that?
Here, have some pop corn.
We have to talk about
something, son.
Man to man.
Do you remember when Mrs Catalano
went to visit her
granddaughter in Buffalo?
She was gone two weeks and we all
pitched in and we did just fine.
Well, Mr Catalano
is going away again.
This time for a lot longer.
She has a sister in Italy,
just like you have Lizzie.
And she wants to live with her.
Do you understand?
I know it's sad, son, but we're
going to be just fine. Don't worry.
(WHIMPERS)
EKG show bifascicular
two-to-one block
with an occasional
ventricular ectopia.
And your plan?
Pacemaker insertion.
Excellent.
Dr Wade will explain the procedure
later, Mr McMullan.
Don't worry, we'll take
good care of you.
We'll get a urological consult
after the pacemaker is in
for a probable
Small-Carrion prosthesis.
Yes, sir.
Anyone have any questions?
All right.
Dr Craig, I just wanted to say how
sorry I am...about Eve Leighton.
It was a loss for all of us.
It was also an extraordinary
experience.
The new heart
was functioning perfectly.
Your work was a success.
Thank you.
Well, maybe we'd better just
forget it then, I guess.
Of course, if you want
to play catch?
No, sir.
Me either.
I really don't know what you
expect from me, sir.
I got a little something
for you to remind you of home.
Open it, it's yours.
Thank you, Dr Ridley.
I've been reading all about the
Orange parade in that book there.
To celebrate William's
victory at the Boyne.
It's a big holiday.
What, is it anything
like our Thanksgiving Day parade
with floats and majorettes?
Nah, it's much more
serious than that.
My stepfather used to carry the drum
through the festival archways.
The drum, like in the picture book?
Yes, and he banged
on it with bamboo canes
tied to his wrists
with leather straps.
At the end of the day
he'd beat it so fiercely
his arms would be all cut up.
But the sound of that drum
throws fear into the hearts
of all Catholics.
And what about you?
What would you do on that day?
Pray, of course!
And help to build a bonfire
to burn the Pope in effigy.
And sing.
Sing?
What?
What would you sing?
# Loyal Ulstermen unite
# For Ulster's cause is right
# There is danger still
# Our enemies are never far away
# But the Orange men united stand
Are ready for the fray
# But if we turn our backs
# The enemy would strike... #
I used to sing that song long before
I knew what the words meant.
Eddie?
I talked with your uncle before
he died and he told me...
all about the bus depot in Belfast
and all the people that you killed.
I never should have
moved to the city.
What was it like, Eddie?
Can you remember what it felt
like when it happened?
# But if we turn our backs
# The enemy would strike
# But Ulstermen will fight
For Ulster's cause... #
(SNIFFS)
I swerved to miss Brennan
the second time.
I smashed into the wall on purpose
to avoid hitting him.
I didn't want him to die.
I didn't want any of them to die.
I believe you, Eddie.
I really do.
But we can't pretend
that it didn't happen.
They killed my brother.
And I killed them...
and their brothers will kill me.
We're fighting for a land
that is rocky and barren,
no-one really wants.
Babies freeze to death
and, instead of digging up peat
for fuel, we dig graves.
It's, it's a place I hate...and...
(Sorry, Eddie.)
(I'm sorry, I really am.)
I miss my mother.
SAW BUZZES
Oh, no, hey!
Come on, I'm alive. See...
Victor!
..breathing, walking, talking...
What are you doing here?!
I was waiting for you and...
Waiting for me?
Yeah, I'm sorry,
I guess I dozed off, OK?
Erm, phew, I need your advice.
Advice, from me?
Yeah. What, is there an echo
in here, or something?
I don't know, is there? Hello?
What, no. Try and stay with me,
Cathy, OK? Please.
And put that saw down, come on!
Erm, I talked to guys about this
but they've been absolutely no help.
I need an expert opinion.
Is this pathological?
In a way, I suppose.
Erm, you see, there's this
girl and I'm nuts about her.
She wants to be friends,
I want it to be much more than that,
you understand?
So do I, Victor.
So, I'm not sure what, quite,
to do with it because, you know,
< her perception of me is just
a step left of being a eunuch.
That's not true.
I know that, tell it to Roberta.
Who's Roberta?
The girl I'm in love with, you want
flashcards? Listen to me, Roberta.
Oh! Well...
Well, what has Roberta said
to you about all this?
A-ha, she said she wants
the natural me.
< Now, what do you think?
Natural?
That was her word?
Seems pretty obvious.
All the signals are there.
OK, but the last time
I made a move she burned me.
Kinky.
Psychologically, Cathy.
Oh.
Seems to me like she is ready now.
Tonight is crucial.
Whatever you do,
this is your last chance.
This is the last chance?
To do something,
to really show her just how unique
you think your relationship is.
Well, tell me, what would you do?
Oh, Victor...
Come on, our secret.
Well...some girls like
to be lavished with gifts.
Sounds familiar.
I like to be lavished with cream.
PAGER BEEPS
Whoa! There goes old
to Mr Beeper, huh?
I got to run, doll.
Thanks to you, thank you,
thank you very much.
We're almost done. >
Open your mouth.
Open your mouth, Tommy.
How do they look? >
Good.
Let's step in here for a second.
You can put your
clothes on now, Tommy.
Be right back, sport.
Physically he's fine, Donald,
but I don't think I've seen him
this unresponsive in years.
Yeah, well, he's a little mad
at the world these days.
Our housekeeper's
leaving us for good.
Hm, that's certainly not going
to help the home situation.
Well, I had a talk with Mrs Elway,
over at his school, and she agrees
that he doesn't need full-time
supervision at home any more.
As long as we start some
kind of movement or art therapy.
Listen, Donald,
I've known you a long time,
I...certainly don't want to tell
you how to run your life
but, as Tommy's Doctor, I think,
maybe, you should consider
sending him to a boarding school
for special children.
Never.
You've done everything
in your power to reach him
for the last eight years.
Mary, there are no heroics here,
I just want my son to have as full
and normal a life as possible
and I can't see that happening
if I ship him off
to some institution somewhere.
It's as simple as that.
I understand.
I'd better get him back to school.
Thanks for your concern, Mary.
Oh, boy!
Tommy?
(EXHALES)
Do you want me to call security?
No, he was raised in this hospital.
He knows it inside and out.
Besides, the way he feels, the last
thing I want is to scare him.
I'll find him myself, thanks.
Helen, have you seen Tommy?
You just missed him,
he went towards your office.
Oh, great.
'Oh, come on, lady.'
Waiting is a nightmare.
Can't choke now, main event.
(EXHALES) Wait a minute.
Wants the natural me, huh?
(LAUGHS) To Victor go the spoils.
Ooh!
Dr Westphall.
Come here for a minute.
TOY PLAYS
WHEN YOU WISH UPON A STAR
Come on, son, it's time to go.
Mom left Tommy...
..Mrs Catalano left Tommy...
..Lizzie leaving Tommy...
You leave Tommy, Dad?
Wouldn't leave you for anything.
What is this,
some kind of vacuum cleaner?
< Victor? Victor, are you here?
Oh, boy, here goes nothing.
Victor?
Er, I'm in here, Roberta.
What are you doing in the closet?
Well, he said you were in love
with the real, natural me,
so, here I come!
Ta-da! (CHUCKLES)
Victor.
Yes?
You know Dr Weiss, don't you?
(GASPS)
Yes.
Good to see you.
(EXHALES)
OK.
BABY GURGLES
Oh, in the name of the Lord!
You're getting big.
I'm sorry, Dr Craig.
You want me to take him?
No, not at all.
It's been years
since I've held a baby.
(CHUCKLES)
I was looking for you.
You've heard about Eve Leighton,
I suppose?
It must be strange for you too.
It's like having Nina die twice.
Oh, Jack.
I feel like I've let everyone down -
you and Nina included.
No, no, no, no.
What more could you do?
I wasn't even there.
I couldn't get to her.
I was in the middle
of doing a bypass.
Extending someone else's life.
(There you go.)
You know, standing over that
man's chest, worrying about Eve,
I stopped for a second,
looked at my hands...
..and marvelled at the intricacies
of the human body.
To take a vein from the leg of a man
and connect it to his heart
and then to see him
a year or so later...
..leading an active life...
..or to take a disintegrating
heart, like Eve's,
and replace it with one as strong
and as vibrant as your wife's...
..well, you feel like God.
And then it doesn't take
and then you very quickly
realise...you're only a man.
I know how you feel.
I've got to get going.
I'm going over to the wake.
Are you going
to the funeral tomorrow?
Yes, of course.
Would you mind if I go with you?
I'd like that.
My father was a very
famous surgeon, you know...
..and I can remember,
when I was growing up, asking him,
"Why do people die?",
And he said, "That's why you
should become a doctor."
And now, after all the years
of training and practice,
I know how people die...
..but I still don't know why.
Previously on St Elsewhere...
Tell her her son was murdered.
Then go tell Carson
he's running out of time.
Where'd you pick up that
gorgeous brogue?
In Ireland, Sir.
It's perfectly simple - we're
Protestant and they're Catholic.
If it's any comfort, your wife has
given that woman a second chance.
Would you call this being
out of the woods?
Are you kidding?!
You're all the way downtown!
Be right back.
OK.
Honey?!
Tonight, on St Elsewhere...
# But if we turn our backs
# The enemy would strike. #
I like the person underneath.
The natural you.
Completely natural?
Uh-huh!
< (GASPING AND CHOKING)
She choking, she's may aspirate -
get the suction!
We've got to clear her lungs.
Dr Craig, we need you
in Eve Leighton's room.
'No-one else is available
and Mrs Leighton's coded.'
Mmm!
Ah, do you have to go now?
Why did think I got dressed?
I'll be over at St Eligius
in a couple of hours,
maybe I'll see there?
Hm.
You better not use my office
for business calls any more.
The surgical unit supervisor's
starting to suspect something!
(GIGGLES) I'll make your deal.
Hm?
I won't use your office
if you don't leave my towels
bundled up in the bathroom.
Why is everything with
you a negotiation?
Ha-ha!
And make the bed too!
Neatly!
CARTOON MUSIC PLAYS
DOOR CLOSES
Joan?
'Forget something?'
CLICKING
Honey?
Dr Caldwell.
Yeah?
What is this army, huh?
Be all that you can be?
This is in memory
of Patrick Brennan.
Ah, scrambled eggs and Italian
sausage - what's the occasion?
I got something to tell you.
Hey, Dad, morning.
Morning, sweetheart.
Hi, Mrs Catalano.
Morning, darling.
Did you tell him yet?
No, not yet.
Sit down, have your breakfast.
No, I got to go.
Betty Ressler
has to copy my homework.
Oh...
Tommy's dressed. Bye.
Bye. Brigante.
Tell me what?
Oh...
Dr Westphall...
..you remember the first time
I came here to work for you?
Sure I do.
Lizzie was still in diapers.
Do you remember that, even then, I
told you that I had some plans to...
someday go back to my family
in Castellammare del Golfo?
Yes, I remember.
Take a couple of weeks.
No, not to visit...
..to live.
Oh.
(EXHALES) I've been thinking
about this for a long time but...
Well, Frannie, you have
to live your own life, huh?
I love this family.
I don't know what we'd have done
without you all these years,
I mean it.
And it's going to be very hard
to replace you, lady.
Oh, I stay.
I stay until you find somebody who's
going to be willing to learn
how to take care of Tommy
just the way I did.
No, no, no, you go ahead
and make your plans. >
Tommy, il piccolo tesoro.
He's so special.
How am I going to tell him?
I'll tell him. Tonight.
Grazie.
I'd better hurry him along, eh?
Tommy!
Tommy! Come down,
you'll be late for school.
(SIGHS)
Frannie, I think it's great news,
I really do.
And I'll tell you what
we're going to do,
we're going to give you the greatest
party the north side's ever seen.
And, listen, if you need
some money you tell me...
Ah, per carita!
Come on, eat your eggs,
they're getting cold!
Ah, here he comes!
Eccolo qua, il mio Tomaso!
Ooh, what a good boy,
you put your sweater on. Bravo!
Hi, sport.
Tommy wants cereal.
Sure.
I'm a doctor, not a librarian.
Helen, can you go
to Miss Chipony's room?
What's the matter?
Well, I removed a piece of glass
from her left eye
and I appreciate the fact
her world is a little fuzzy
but I mean come on,
I've been on call 36 hours!
It's not my fault she was
in the middle
of Sidney Sheldon's
latest masterpiece!
What is it you want?
It's not what I want,
Miss Chipony wants me to read to her.
So read to her!
Helen, I don't have time
to be nice to the patients!
Neither do I,
I'm on my way to an emergency
meeting of all the head nurses.
Ask one of the candy stripers.
Candy stripers?! I didn't know
those bimbettes could read!
Has anyone ever told you
you're a pig?
Yeah, a couple of people.
Hey, toots...
I want you to do me a favour,
that is, if you're not tied up. Ha!
Hi, Victor!
Hi, Bobbi!
Oh, oh, call me Roberta.
What are you doing here?
Er, well, I'm almost finished with
Dr Weiss and the sessions and so,
well, he thought it would be good
therapy for me to come to St Eligius
and work as a candy stripe.
Oh, you mean you're cured?
Completely.
See, Dr Weiss and I discovered
that my need to be tied up
came from a prenatal
womb phenomenon.
My umbilical cord was wrapped
around my wrists.
That Weiss is a real thinker.
Yeah. Oh, I'm a new woman, Victor.
No more Bobbi - see, Roberta Sloan.
Fantastic.
Yeah.
No, thanks.
You know, I told
Dr Weiss all about you.
You did?!
Uh-huh.
In fact, he thought that you could
be a positive influence on my life.
He did?!
Mm-hm, so, what you say?
You think, maybe,
we could go out sometime?
Absolutely!
You know, I've got a couple hours
free right after lunch.
Me too.
Oh, er, did you want me
to do something for you?
No, no, no, no, no,
I'll take care of it myself.
OK. Bye.
OK, bye.
Bye-bye.
I'll see you later.
So long.
Adios.
I'm sorry.
Oh, sorry.
Excuse me.
Very sorry.
(LAUGHS) I don't believe it!
(LAUGHS) No, let me tell you.
Yeah.
I walk into the biology labs...
Yeah, right.
..and there are all the students
standing in a circle,
holding hands with John Novak
and another student
standing in the middle.
What were they doing?!
Well, let me tell you. All of a
sudden the circle divides into two.
One half goes with John Novak
and the other half goes
with the student.
(LAUGHS) Cell division!
You got it!
Oh, I don't believe it!
New teaching methods!
Ah, there you are. >
Telling you to start exercising
was a big mistake.
Now I can't keep track of you!
Dr Craig, this is Agnes Najinsky,
she is the principal at Paul Revere.
Oh, I'm so sorry!
(LAUGHS) Oh, it's not that bad!
But it'll be a lot better
when Eve gets back to her classroom.
Well, one step at a time,
Mrs Najinsky.
We're just sending
her home this week.
Oh, home, I can't wait to get
back to my garden.
Well, I hope you have an ice pick,
it's the middle of winter out there!
Oh, there's always something
you can do.
See, I'm as passionate
about my garden
as you are about planting hearts!
Ha!
Well, well, it's time
to face the music.
This week Novak's teaching genetics
and I'm terrified!
Oh, God! (LAUGHS)
Nice to meet you, Dr Craig.
Same here.
Bye.
How's your temperature?
Oh, I feel fine.
You wanted to see me?
Yeah.
What do I have to do to become
an organ donor?
What are you talking about?
Well, you said yourself that,
outside of my heart,
I'm in peak condition and, well, I
just want to pass on the opportunity
in case anything happens.
Nothing is going to happen.
Yeah, I know
but, even if the transplant adds
another ten years to my life,
I'm going to die at some point.
Who knows, Mark,
you may want my kidneys.
You're incredible.
OK, I'll get the forms.
(COUGHS)
But first, I'm going to get
you back to your room.
Oh!
Come on.
There we go.
By the way, did you get
the clock I sent you?
Look, Eddie, this is, this is going
to be pretty grim, all right?
It's one thing to talk
about a tragedy
but it's another thing to see
the actual results, all right?
I can only imagine how you feel
but whatever it is, it's OK.
(OK?)
Dr Martin?
Yes.
I'm Dr Ridley, this is Eddie Carson.
Oh, yes. Right this way.
That's them.
That's my aunt and uncle.
(Thank you.)
What have you got?
Rifle butt to the bridge
of the nose,
posterior head injury with loss
of consciousness for 15 minutes,
BP 110/60, heart rate 104
and regular.
< Ahh!
Respiration 24 and regular.
Let me just see him.
< Ow!
Shirley, this is Bobby Caldwell.
The actual damage to the rectory
is the least of it.
Frankly, I'm afraid
it's just the start
of a wave of violence and terrorism.
I don't get the connection.
Patrick Brennan's family
has been a member of St Ursula's
for as long as I can remember.
His death sent a shockwave
through the entire parish.
The bombing at the pub,
the rectory fire...
..it's going to keep escalating,
Donald, unless we act now.
What can we do?
My suggestion is to get Carson away
from St Eligius as soon as possible.
And where do I move him?
Anywhere. As long as it's not in the
middle of the neighbourhood.
Frankly, Father,
I don't see how moving him is going
to solve the bigger problem.
If we could do that, my friend,
I'd be made a Cardinal
and you'd win the Nobel Peace Prize.
Doesn't it gall you, though,
as a priest I mean,
to know that these people
are using religion
as an excuse for violence
and political gain?
God does not smile on this
conflict, Dr Westphall.
They call themselves Catholics
and Protestants
but the labels are
totally meaningless.
It's nothing but a stupid,
ugly gang war.
< In Belfast as well as here.
Yup.
BUZZER SOUNDS
Excuse me.
Yeah.
Oh, no.
Well, how is he? Is he stabilised? >
Any apparent neck, back,
trunk or extremity trauma?
Well, thank God for that.
All right, keep me posted.
Thanks.
What's happened?
One of our doctors, Bobby Caldwell,
they just brought him into ER.
Apparently he's been
beaten up badly. >
Where were we?
I...
Where are you going?
I, er, I have to go see him.
Where's Bobby?
Bobby?
Dr Caldwell, where is he?
Cubicle three but you're
going to have to wait.
How is he?
(SHOUTS) How is he?! Oh, Bobby.
Miss Halloran?
He's fine. >
Hiya, sweetheart.
What you doing here?
Oh!
"Sweetheart"?
Mrs Leighton, how are you
feeling this morning?
Fine. Who are you?
Gretchen Parks, dietician.
Oh, yes.
You know, you've been here
almost three months
and every time I've made an
appointment to see you
something silly's gotten in the way.
Either you're asleep,
or in surgery, or with visitors!
Well, see, to tell you the truth,
erm, I've been trying to avoid you.
Really?
All I wanted to do was to talk
about post-operative nutrition
and the importance
of a balanced diet.
Well, Mrs Parks, I'm 44 years old
and I consider myself to be well
educated and I just don't...
Uh-huh, and the main thing
to avoid is fatty calories
and that's where our friend
Mr Chicken comes in.
Oh? Mr chicken?
Mm!
Wait a minute, this is Mr Chicken?
Are you an egg freak, Mrs Leighton?
Er, not in the usual
sense of the word.
Good.
Do you butter your bread?
Every chance I get.
Not any more you don't!
It all boils down to common sense.
Is this leftover
from yesterday's lunch?
Mm, now, you don't want
to start yourself up.
Oh, no.
But you will need a steady
2,000 calories a day,
plus the appropriate amino acids
from the dairy group.
(LAUGHS)
I don't see anything particularly
amusing about this, Mrs Leighton.
I'm sorry, really, I'm sorry.
Now, we all know where our best
source of protein comes from,
do we not?
Of course we do.
Yes, meet Sammy.
(LAUGHS)
Ehrlich, please, stop it.
Oh, I can't stop.
Happy fingers.
This from a man who, this morning,
was moaning that he hadn't
slept in two days.
What's more important
is I haven't slept
with anyone in two months.
Come on, last Thursday with Emma.
No, no, bunk beds in on-call
do not count.
I still don't understand
why you're so happy.
Because, my friend,
in roughly 20 minutes I'm going
to be cruising into port,
ready to drop anchor.
Now I know how Columbus
felt finding a New World.
You've got a date.
Date? Fiscus, I've got a 100%
lock on a sexual sea voyage.
(CHOKES) With who?
Well, specifics aren't
really important
but I can tell you she is a junior.
You're going out with
a candy striper?
Erlich, have you ever had
a conversation with one of them?
Some of them can barely read!
How can you say that?
Eve's a real slugger.
I was worried, there, for a while
but you should have seen
her this morning.
She snapped out of her
post-op depression
and is raring to get
out of this place.
Can you blame her?
No, I can't!
You know what she
got me to agree to?
Evidently the kids at her school
are confused about the transplant.
I promised to go down there this
week and explain it to them.
The Selman foundation
renewed our grant
only because of the success
of your work.
Well, it's about time.
You mean they've been sleeping
together for over a year?!
Well, you know, evidently,
they knew each other even
before he moved to town.
Oh. >
Who's that?
< Joan Halloran and Bobby Caldwell.
You know too?
Luther Hawkins told me,
also about the accident.
What accident?
Bobby Caldwell was in Halloran's
apartment when he got mugged.
Wait a minute here, wait a minute.
Now, let me get this straight,
Caldwell and Halloran
have been playing, "I've got
a secret," for the past year?!
Hm-mm.
Why am I always the last to know?
Hm-mm-mm.
'Mr Acorn, Mr John Acorn to fourth
floor nurses station.'
Hi, Dad.
Hi!
What are you doing here?
I've got something to tell you.
I've made a decision,
I'm not going to Vassar.
What?
Dad, it's just too expensive,
it's too far away
and, besides, anything I can learn
there I can study right here at BC.
Does this have anything to do with
Mrs Catalano's leaving?
Yeah, kind of.
Lizzie, we'll find
another housekeeper.
Dad, do you really think there are
that many housekeepers out there
that are going to be willing
to take care of an autistic child?
All we need is one.
Don't worry, honey.
I don't know,
it doesn't seem fair, Dad.
I mean, you've spent your whole
life taking care of us
and taking care of patients.
You never seem to take any
time for yourself.
I like my life just the way it is.
I don't know, Dad, the older I get,
I just think you should
date more often.
I don't want you to grow
old all alone.
Sweetheart, it's my choice.
And, for now,
everything is just fine.
Really? Really.
(OK.)
Well, any time you want to bring
a lady home for the night
it's OK by me.
It is?
Thank you.
I got to get to play practice.
All right, I'll see you at home.
OK. Bye.
Bye.
Hey.
Please, don't worry about it. >
Tommy and I will be just fine.
OK. Bye.
Bye-bye. >
I've, er, I've thought a lot about
you in the past couple of months.
Yes, yes, that is so funny,
so have I.
Ever since that night in the laundry
I've felt there's something
very special between us.
Well, I had a great time.
Me too.
Thanks.
Whoa, whoa, Roberta, don't rush off!
Don't you want to invite
me in for a cup of coffee?
Oh, yes, oh, OK, come in.
OK.
Let me see now,
you take one lump, is that right?
< Yes, one lump.
What a memory you've got, baby doll!
(CHUCKLES) Oh, you know what?
Cancel, cancel!
Change that to something,
kind of, carbonated, maybe.
Oh, OK.
Yahoo!
Victor, what are you doing?
Just getting comfortable. (CHUCKLES)
Er...no.
No, no, no, erm...
What's the matter? Weak box spring?
Ooh, yeah, kinky.
Up! What?
You've got the wrong idea, Victor.
No, I don't think I do, hun.
Remember, I'm Dr Positive Influence,
OK?
Even my pal Weiss said that...
Your pal Weiss said that
I should be seeing men
with a soft sexual persona -
you immediately came to our minds.
Let me tell you something
about Weiss for starters,
the guy had a thing for his mother.
Well, Dr Weiss said that you would
try and impugn his credibility.
What are you talking about?
This guy is a quack.
Victor, I care about you.
I care about you.
And I really want
us to be friends but...
Dr Weiss says that under
no circumstances...
are you and I to have sex.
(EXHALES)
Under no circumstances?!
(EXHALES) >
I think you should leave now.
Oh, brother.
It's because I'm wearing
a tie, isn't it?
(EXHALES) I'm going to kill Weiss.
< (GASPING AND CHOKING)
She's choking, she's a-aspirate.
Give her suction,
we've got to clear her lungs.
I'll get Craig, where is he?
In surgery, go!
(COUGHS)
There's a certain amount of bleeding
from the anterior suture line.
BUZZER SOUNDS
'Get that.'
Dr Craig, we need you
in Eve Leighton's room.
You'll have to wait, I'm at the most
crucial part of the bypass.
Mrs Leighton may have aspirated.
< She vomited and is having
difficulty breathing.
< What you want to do?
Check the board. Get me another
surgeon to take over here.
Right away.
How's the pulse?
Still no response.
Another amp of bicarb.
< 300 milligrams.
Come on, Eve.
BUZZER SOUNDS
I'm sorry, Dr Craig, no-one else is
available and Mrs Leighton's coded.
Dammit!
Suction.
< Clear.
MONITOR FLATLINES
Clear.
Wait five minutes,
then close if it's still dry.
Trudy, give me a hand here.
Apparently she'd been vomiting
and had a productive cough.
Why wasn't it charted?
She didn't tell anybody
except one nurse's aide.
I guess she was just
so anxious to go home.
She went very fast, Dr Craig.
We kept the code going
for 30 minutes.
I'll call the family.
No, I'll do it.
'Dr Romano, Dr Josef Romano
to second floor nurses' station.'
I'll buy this magazine.
Important to keep track for the fast
breaking trends in medicine.
Keep the change, doll.
Victor, Victor!
Call me Dr Erlich.
Thought you told me to call you...?
Shh, shh, shh!
So, what's your problem, son?
Need me to save a life?
No, it's parking.
The security guard won't let me park
in the lot reserved for doctors.
That's because you're not a doctor,
your a med student, you're nothing!
I know, but Vict...
I mean, Dr Erlich, with Dr Caldwell
getting beaten up and everything
I was afraid to park
my car anywhere else.
Where do you even
come off having a car?
I'm still paying for
my student loans.
Well, my cousin Pee-Wee has
a Datsun dealership so...
Look, Elliot, you're never going
to make it as a doctor here
unless you get your mind out of the
parking lot and your butt to the ER!
My car's in the middle
of the street...
To hell with your car!
< I'm talking life-and-death! I've
just spent six hours in OR
adding 16 years to a man's life.
Yes, sir.
Thank you, sir.
Dr Ehrlich?
Wayne, I mean, Dr Fiscus
wanted me to tell you
he needed you right away in the ER.
Oh, something Fiscus can't
handle alone, huh?
No, he said it was your turn
to change the colostomy bags.
Get out of here, Elliot. Right now.
Get out, get out.
Oh, no, no, this one's on me.
Oh, he's cute!
Thanks.
Do you really have to be so rough
on the medical students?
It's the only thing that'll
make them great doctors.
Dr Weiss was right.
He said you'd try all sorts of stupid
behaviour to try and impress me.
Weiss again? Come on!
No! Oh, no, Victor,
I think it's very sweet.
I mean, that you care that much.
Well, I do, Roberta.
Well, then believe me,
I like you just as you are.
I mean, you don't have to dress up
or act tough or sexy.
I like the person underneath.
The natural you.
Natural, huh?,
Completely natural?
Uh-huh.
Oh!
What's this?
A key to my apartment.
Great!
Er, Victor, I'd like you to stop
by tomorrow so we can talk.
Fine.
I'm coming in from Brookline
and you can't depend
on the T with all the snow.
Well, I wouldn't want you to get
locked out like you did last time.
Okey-dokey.
OK. (CHUCKLES)
Oh...
That's for you.
You're kidding?
So cute.
Bye!
So, I thought on Saturday
we'd go down to the Navy Yard
and I'll show you
the USS Constitution.
My dad took me there when I was
just about your age.
How does that sound?
And tomorrow we're going to go visit
Dr Carlisle at the hospital.
It's time for your physical.
She's looking forward to seeing you.
Let's skip the salt and butter, OK?
That's looking pretty good, son.
Think we should finish it together?
How's that?
Here, have some pop corn.
We have to talk about
something, son.
Man to man.
Do you remember when Mrs Catalano
went to visit her
granddaughter in Buffalo?
She was gone two weeks and we all
pitched in and we did just fine.
Well, Mr Catalano
is going away again.
This time for a lot longer.
She has a sister in Italy,
just like you have Lizzie.
And she wants to live with her.
Do you understand?
I know it's sad, son, but we're
going to be just fine. Don't worry.
(WHIMPERS)
EKG show bifascicular
two-to-one block
with an occasional
ventricular ectopia.
And your plan?
Pacemaker insertion.
Excellent.
Dr Wade will explain the procedure
later, Mr McMullan.
Don't worry, we'll take
good care of you.
We'll get a urological consult
after the pacemaker is in
for a probable
Small-Carrion prosthesis.
Yes, sir.
Anyone have any questions?
All right.
Dr Craig, I just wanted to say how
sorry I am...about Eve Leighton.
It was a loss for all of us.
It was also an extraordinary
experience.
The new heart
was functioning perfectly.
Your work was a success.
Thank you.
Well, maybe we'd better just
forget it then, I guess.
Of course, if you want
to play catch?
No, sir.
Me either.
I really don't know what you
expect from me, sir.
I got a little something
for you to remind you of home.
Open it, it's yours.
Thank you, Dr Ridley.
I've been reading all about the
Orange parade in that book there.
To celebrate William's
victory at the Boyne.
It's a big holiday.
What, is it anything
like our Thanksgiving Day parade
with floats and majorettes?
Nah, it's much more
serious than that.
My stepfather used to carry the drum
through the festival archways.
The drum, like in the picture book?
Yes, and he banged
on it with bamboo canes
tied to his wrists
with leather straps.
At the end of the day
he'd beat it so fiercely
his arms would be all cut up.
But the sound of that drum
throws fear into the hearts
of all Catholics.
And what about you?
What would you do on that day?
Pray, of course!
And help to build a bonfire
to burn the Pope in effigy.
And sing.
Sing?
What?
What would you sing?
# Loyal Ulstermen unite
# For Ulster's cause is right
# There is danger still
# Our enemies are never far away
# But the Orange men united stand
Are ready for the fray
# But if we turn our backs
# The enemy would strike... #
I used to sing that song long before
I knew what the words meant.
Eddie?
I talked with your uncle before
he died and he told me...
all about the bus depot in Belfast
and all the people that you killed.
I never should have
moved to the city.
What was it like, Eddie?
Can you remember what it felt
like when it happened?
# But if we turn our backs
# The enemy would strike
# But Ulstermen will fight
For Ulster's cause... #
(SNIFFS)
I swerved to miss Brennan
the second time.
I smashed into the wall on purpose
to avoid hitting him.
I didn't want him to die.
I didn't want any of them to die.
I believe you, Eddie.
I really do.
But we can't pretend
that it didn't happen.
They killed my brother.
And I killed them...
and their brothers will kill me.
We're fighting for a land
that is rocky and barren,
no-one really wants.
Babies freeze to death
and, instead of digging up peat
for fuel, we dig graves.
It's, it's a place I hate...and...
(Sorry, Eddie.)
(I'm sorry, I really am.)
I miss my mother.
SAW BUZZES
Oh, no, hey!
Come on, I'm alive. See...
Victor!
..breathing, walking, talking...
What are you doing here?!
I was waiting for you and...
Waiting for me?
Yeah, I'm sorry,
I guess I dozed off, OK?
Erm, phew, I need your advice.
Advice, from me?
Yeah. What, is there an echo
in here, or something?
I don't know, is there? Hello?
What, no. Try and stay with me,
Cathy, OK? Please.
And put that saw down, come on!
Erm, I talked to guys about this
but they've been absolutely no help.
I need an expert opinion.
Is this pathological?
In a way, I suppose.
Erm, you see, there's this
girl and I'm nuts about her.
She wants to be friends,
I want it to be much more than that,
you understand?
So do I, Victor.
So, I'm not sure what, quite,
to do with it because, you know,
< her perception of me is just
a step left of being a eunuch.
That's not true.
I know that, tell it to Roberta.
Who's Roberta?
The girl I'm in love with, you want
flashcards? Listen to me, Roberta.
Oh! Well...
Well, what has Roberta said
to you about all this?
A-ha, she said she wants
the natural me.
< Now, what do you think?
Natural?
That was her word?
Seems pretty obvious.
All the signals are there.
OK, but the last time
I made a move she burned me.
Kinky.
Psychologically, Cathy.
Oh.
Seems to me like she is ready now.
Tonight is crucial.
Whatever you do,
this is your last chance.
This is the last chance?
To do something,
to really show her just how unique
you think your relationship is.
Well, tell me, what would you do?
Oh, Victor...
Come on, our secret.
Well...some girls like
to be lavished with gifts.
Sounds familiar.
I like to be lavished with cream.
PAGER BEEPS
Whoa! There goes old
to Mr Beeper, huh?
I got to run, doll.
Thanks to you, thank you,
thank you very much.
We're almost done. >
Open your mouth.
Open your mouth, Tommy.
How do they look? >
Good.
Let's step in here for a second.
You can put your
clothes on now, Tommy.
Be right back, sport.
Physically he's fine, Donald,
but I don't think I've seen him
this unresponsive in years.
Yeah, well, he's a little mad
at the world these days.
Our housekeeper's
leaving us for good.
Hm, that's certainly not going
to help the home situation.
Well, I had a talk with Mrs Elway,
over at his school, and she agrees
that he doesn't need full-time
supervision at home any more.
As long as we start some
kind of movement or art therapy.
Listen, Donald,
I've known you a long time,
I...certainly don't want to tell
you how to run your life
but, as Tommy's Doctor, I think,
maybe, you should consider
sending him to a boarding school
for special children.
Never.
You've done everything
in your power to reach him
for the last eight years.
Mary, there are no heroics here,
I just want my son to have as full
and normal a life as possible
and I can't see that happening
if I ship him off
to some institution somewhere.
It's as simple as that.
I understand.
I'd better get him back to school.
Thanks for your concern, Mary.
Oh, boy!
Tommy?
(EXHALES)
Do you want me to call security?
No, he was raised in this hospital.
He knows it inside and out.
Besides, the way he feels, the last
thing I want is to scare him.
I'll find him myself, thanks.
Helen, have you seen Tommy?
You just missed him,
he went towards your office.
Oh, great.
'Oh, come on, lady.'
Waiting is a nightmare.
Can't choke now, main event.
(EXHALES) Wait a minute.
Wants the natural me, huh?
(LAUGHS) To Victor go the spoils.
Ooh!
Dr Westphall.
Come here for a minute.
TOY PLAYS
WHEN YOU WISH UPON A STAR
Come on, son, it's time to go.
Mom left Tommy...
..Mrs Catalano left Tommy...
..Lizzie leaving Tommy...
You leave Tommy, Dad?
Wouldn't leave you for anything.
What is this,
some kind of vacuum cleaner?
< Victor? Victor, are you here?
Oh, boy, here goes nothing.
Victor?
Er, I'm in here, Roberta.
What are you doing in the closet?
Well, he said you were in love
with the real, natural me,
so, here I come!
Ta-da! (CHUCKLES)
Victor.
Yes?
You know Dr Weiss, don't you?
(GASPS)
Yes.
Good to see you.
(EXHALES)
OK.
BABY GURGLES
Oh, in the name of the Lord!
You're getting big.
I'm sorry, Dr Craig.
You want me to take him?
No, not at all.
It's been years
since I've held a baby.
(CHUCKLES)
I was looking for you.
You've heard about Eve Leighton,
I suppose?
It must be strange for you too.
It's like having Nina die twice.
Oh, Jack.
I feel like I've let everyone down -
you and Nina included.
No, no, no, no.
What more could you do?
I wasn't even there.
I couldn't get to her.
I was in the middle
of doing a bypass.
Extending someone else's life.
(There you go.)
You know, standing over that
man's chest, worrying about Eve,
I stopped for a second,
looked at my hands...
..and marvelled at the intricacies
of the human body.
To take a vein from the leg of a man
and connect it to his heart
and then to see him
a year or so later...
..leading an active life...
..or to take a disintegrating
heart, like Eve's,
and replace it with one as strong
and as vibrant as your wife's...
..well, you feel like God.
And then it doesn't take
and then you very quickly
realise...you're only a man.
I know how you feel.
I've got to get going.
I'm going over to the wake.
Are you going
to the funeral tomorrow?
Yes, of course.
Would you mind if I go with you?
I'd like that.
My father was a very
famous surgeon, you know...
..and I can remember,
when I was growing up, asking him,
"Why do people die?",
And he said, "That's why you
should become a doctor."
And now, after all the years
of training and practice,
I know how people die...
..but I still don't know why.