The Guardian (2001–2004): Season 1, Episode 8 - Heart - full transcript

Nick: Sorry.

We should go in.

I don't think
I want to do this.

Nonsense.

I can walk.

You're running late.

Mr. fallin
was parking.

Where are her foster parents?

They're on their way.

Miss solt, do I need to postpone
these adoption hearings again?

I certainly hope not,
your honor.



Miss solt? A moment?

I'm sorry, judge damsen.

We can't do this.

Mr. Carlson.

I'm sorry, we can't.

We talked about it
all last night.

Tracey.
We can't.

But surely you're
going to go on being

her foster parents?

It's just too much
for our family.

You're not just gonna
leave her here with me?

We talked to her last night,

told her there was a chance
we wouldn't do this.

Last night?



I think she understands.

Take us off the docket.

There won't be an adoption.

Judge: I am sentencing you to
1,500 hours of community service

using your skills
as a corporate attorney

to work as a child advocate.

It's ok.

Don't cry, miss solt.

I'm sorry. It's just
totally inappropriate.

Damn it.

Please. I'll be ok.

I've had tons
of foster parents.

We'll find someone else.

We've got to get you
back to the shelter.

Looks like your
ride's on its way.

Thank you.

You ok?

No.

What's going on with the girl?

She has congenital
heart disease.

She's waiting for a transplant.

Now she won't get one.

How does a blown adoption kill
her chance to get a heart?

They won't give her a heart

if she doesn't have
a stable home life.

If there's not an adult around

to make sure her needs
are attended to,

she's gonna die.

Harry.

Hey, Burt.
How are ya?

All right.
I'm all right.

Good to see you.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry
it's been so long.

I've--I've been meaning
to call. How you doing?

I'm all right.

People our age,
when one of us gets sick,

we--we don't want to talk
to one another about it.

I still should have called.

On to business, huh?

Yeah, yeah.

Stan and Abe send you over here

to do their dirty work?

Right.

I'm assuming that contract
I signed 30 years ago

is about to bite me on the ass.

Yeah, well, you've-- you've
missed 89 days, Harry,

and tomorrow's
the last, uh--

yeah, I figured it was
only a matter of time

before Stan and Abe wanted
to free up some stock

to hire my replacement.

Right. So...

Yeah.

Here it is.
This may sound

a little official, but...

Yeah. Let me have it.

Pursuant to paragraph 4-b

of the stockholders agreement,

hopeson incorporated

would like to repurchase
your stock.

Yeah, paragraph 4-b?

You know what that says, Harry.

If a stockholder becomes
permanently disabled,

the company has the right
to repurchase

that individual's stock.

Uh-huh.

How much, Burton?

Just under 200,000.

[Laughs]

That's 6 cents on the dollar.

Not according
to their valuation.

Oh, no! Last year
they had a firm offer

of $30 million.

I own 10% of the stock.

Harry, I'm sorry,
but it's 200,000.

That's--
that's their offer.

Hey, what are you doing?!

Goin' back to work!
Harry--

what the hell do you
think I'm doing?!

Harry--
Harry, open the door!

Open the door, Harry!

What's wrong?

Hmm? You haven't
even told me a joke.

Hmm.

Did I tell you the one
about the 3-legged pig?

Yes, you did.

Uh-huh.

So what's going on?

Oh, it's, uh...

Work. An old client.

Well, the company's
an old client.

He's the c.O.O.

We drafted a very tough
contract for the stockholders

back in the seventies,

and now it's screwing him.

You're just
doing your job, right?

He's dying of cancer,

and they're taking advantage
of that fact.

Mm.

Why don't you come over to
my house tomorrow night?

I'll make you dinner.

Where's your son?

David went to college
a month ago.

Oh, yeah. I knew that.

I did.
I did know that.

I'm sorry.

So my house is empty.

I'd love it if you'd
stay the night...

For once.

All right. Tomorrow.

I'll call you after work.

His foster father
pushed him down the stairs.

You couldn't have known.

I had a feeling when
I placed him last year.

[Clears throat]

Hey, Richard.

How's it goin', kid?

Hi. Who's that guy?

Another lawyer I work with.

Just you.

But he's gonna help.

No. I don't want him
in here.

Ok. Go ahead.

Nice to meet you, Richard.

I'll wait in the hall.

Hi.

What are you doing here?

I was just visiting a patient
down the hall with James.

I should go.

I'll come by later.

Ok.

What happened?

She was feeling weak.

They brought her in
last night for tests.

And?

Her heart's failing.

How bad is it?

I don't know.

They keep upping
her dose of amrinone

to make her heart function
as normal as possible,

but they can't
keep doing that--

[cell phone rings] Excuse me.

Yeah? No, no, no.

File the papers for the
Riley deal with the county.

Yes, today.
Do it today.

What is the matter with you?

Did I do something
to offend you?

Wake up!
Just wake the hell up!

Hey!

Hey!

Hi. Um...We didn't
officially meet.

You're Nick, right?

The lawyer guy
who Laurie likes.

Well, I don't think
she likes me.

Well, she hired you at the
last minute to represent me.

Said you'd do the right thing.

She did?

I heard her yelling at you.

Yeah.

Are you upset?

No.

Then why'd you come back here?

Uh, because I, um...

Well, you know,
I just wanted--

to wish me luck?

No.

I know I'm gonna die.

I've known it for years.

It hasn't happened yet, so...

Maybe it won't.

Do you think about dying?

Sometimes.

You afraid?

No.

It's ok.

I am, too.

You know, other times,

I think...
It's gonna be ok,

like, I was born,
and I'm alive now.

It's all part of it,

so I'll die.

Like everyone else...

I'll die.

How old are you?

12.

How old are you?

32.

You wanna play a game?

No. I have a meeting.

Don't.

What?

Let me win.

I'm not.

Yes, you are.
No, I'm not.

You think I care
if I beat you or not?

Like later,
I'll be lying in bed

thinking, oh,
what a perfect day--

I beat a really
cute boy at checkers.

You're really handsome.

Thank you.

You are.

You think I'm pretty?

Yeah.

No. You don't.

I bet I could be,

but I don't have any boobs,

and I've had 3
open-heart surgeries,

so I have
terrible-looking scars.

Boys probably don't want
to kiss me or anything.

Oh, I, uh, I wouldn't be
so sure about that.

Have you ever...

You know, with a girl
who had scars like mine?

No.

I heard that some girls
get sympathy sex.

You have?

I've heard that.

And you know what?

If someone was offering,

I'd take one...
When I'm older.

Well, you--you know,

sex isn't the most
important...Thing.

Yes, it is.

Sex is the most important
thing in the world.

No, it's not.

Then what is?

[Cell phone ringing]

You can answer it.

Uh, I think it's your move.

Harry! What the hell
are you doing?

I'm going to work.

Harry...

Who the hell is in my office?

Harry.

Damn you both!

[Gasping]

Harry!
Harry!

She was born with the problem.

Her mother was a teenager
and gave her up.

She's lived in foster care
all her life.

Her heart function
has deteriorated.

She's retaining fluids.

Her medication
is about to push her

into "urgent status"
qualification.

There's really nothing more

they can do at this point
to save her life

but get her a new heart,

or they're gonna
have to let her go.

And if her former
foster parents

were to agree
to bring her back?

She'd have a chance.

Then what are their names?

You can't just barge
into their house

and demand they take her
back because you say so.

Are you gonna give me
the information,

or am I gonna have to
go into Alvin's office

and get it myself?

You don't have any idea
who we are

or why we made this decision.

All I know is that
there's a girl

that's about to die
because she--

because she has a defective heart, Mr.
fallin,

not because of anything
me or my wife have done.

Without you, she
doesn't have a chance.

She didn't have a chance

when we brought her into this
home 2 years ago, either.

It's easy for you,
isn't it--

standing there judging us.

I'm looking for help.

Do you have any children?

No.

Are you even married?

No.

So basically,
you're a child yourself.

You should have the decency
to leave us in peace.

I didn't mean any offense.

We truly love Lesley.

We gave 2 years
of our lives to her.

We've been very fortunate.

My business has done well,

a couple of healthy kids.

We felt we had a debt to pay.

But once this started--

what Lesley needs
to live--

we had to keep all the kids home
from school, teach them here.

Medications 3 times a day.

If you miss something,
she could die.

Check her heart rate
4 times a day.

Miss a problem, she dies.

Trips to the E.R.
every month,

checkups--not to mention
the expense.

We just couldn't
handle it anymore.

We love Lesley...

But we had to choose
our own family first.

I got it.

How are you doing?

Warren.

How are you?

Harry, what the hell
were you thinking?

I went to work, Burton.
It's on the books.

I went to work.

My client is not
permanently disabled.

No. According to
the contract, he is.

Paragraph 7 defines
"permanent disability"

as the inability to perform
one's duties and obligations

for a period of 90 days.

He showed up for work
on day 90.

He was driven away
by an ambulance

before he reached his desk.

It doesn't matter.
I made it to my office.

Burton: Harry...

Book value per share--

this is ridiculous.

The hopesons rejected a $30-million
offer to buy the company

just 11 months ago.

Based on that number,

my client is due $3 million.

Based on that number,
you're right.

But based
on the contract--

and that's all
that matters here--

he's due 200,000.

That's ridiculous, Burton.

Warren, I know, 11 months ago,

we were all doing a lot
better economically.

So you're saying that yesterday

a $30-million company
is suddenly worth 2?

No. I'm telling you what
the contract provides

and what my client
is willing to pay.

Harry, you know,

if you fight
this thing and lose,

you're gonna have to
cover his fee and mine.

And I know what Warren's worth.

Harry: When we first
started this company,

I told Stan and Abe to hire you

because you were
a ruthless son of a bitch.

And, brother, was I ever right.

Thank you.

It's not as easy as you think.

Lesley's in the system,

but she's not
classified 1-a.

So?

So even if a heart
came in today,

she wouldn't qualify for it.

Well, say I find
suitable foster parents.

They'd have to fill
a lot of requirements.

Like what?

They'd have to be able
to give medicine,

transport people
to the hospital,

understand the disease,
its rejection systems.

They'd have to be
solid citizens

with plenty of time
and resources.

But if I find them,

you'll let me talk to the
patient selection committee?

I sit on that committee,
Mr. fallin.

Believe me, nothing
would make me happier

than to find somebody in time.

Cancel that.
What else can we do?

The usual.

Agencies--we have to interview
potential foster parents.

But it's not simple.

This is a very powerful story.

Not to be crude,

but you put the picture of a
dog that got hit by a car

on the evening news

and you get thousands
of letters in response.

Everybody wants to be
part of the drama.

But you get the dog home,

deal with the fact
that it needs pills,

a trip to the vet,

it hasn't been housebroken,

and before you know it,

it's back out
on the street again.

We're not talking about a dog.

No. We're talking
about human nature.

And what if I did
go to the press?

You'd get thousands of responses
from well-meaning people

from all over the country.

Isn't that the point?

We don't have time for that.

We need people from the city

who have been checked out,

who meet the criteria.

Pittsburgh examiner.
I want a quarter-page ad.

It reads, "allegheny
county social services

needs immediate--"

now in bold print--
"foster parents

for 12-year-old girl with
congenital heart disease."

Then double-space--

"please contact Nick fallin
at fallin and associates,

412..."

He was pathetic.

It doesn't count
as a day of work,

walking into the office
and collapsing.

No, it doesn't.

The contract is solid--

"permanently disabled."

He hasn't worked in more
than 3 months straight.

He's dying of cancer, Stan.

We're not being heartless.

This is just business.

Well, you think
200,000 is fair?

A deal's a deal.

We've already
made Harry a rich man.

He helped make your rich,
too, you know.

Whose side are you on, Burton?

Oh, he's hired an attorney.
He wants to fight.

Well, there's a provision
for that, isn't there?

Oh, of course.

In the event of a dispute,

the prevailing party
is entitled to recover

all costs and fees incurred.

How much will it cost
to defend this?

The fees for both attorneys
could run into...

6 figures.

Easily.

Oh, tell him to take the money,

instead of flushing what he
has left down the crapper

in a dispute.

All right.

I'll tell him.

Thank you very much.

It was good to see you,
and we'll, uh...

We'll be in touch.

Good.

Nicholas.

Mr. hopeson.

Nicholas.

I need you to take
a case for me.

Which one?

The hopesons.

Harry Joseph's contract.

Yeah. I'm too close
to this one.

Harry's my friend.

Uh, I can't.

Nicholas, I need your
head in our business.

This work you're doing
outside the firm

is getting in the way
of your obligations.

I'm sorry.
I just can't do it today.

And it's not appropriate
for you to use our offices

as a placement center
for little girls.

Can you measure medications?

Laurie: Do you
have a car?

Do you live near the hospital?

Do you have
c.P.R. Training?

Woman: Yes good. That's a start.

Can you draw blood?

Do you have any
experience as caregivers?

My wife knows c.P.R.

Her father had heart problems,

and she took care of him
for 3 years

before he died.

What do we do next?

Come down to social services.

We'll verify your
financial information,

and you can fill out the forms.

Good.

Well, the offer
is still 200,000.

They're screwing me.

I couldn't do this
to either one of them.

The contract can't
be modified, Harry.

It's the way
you wanted it to be.

Burton, as a friend,
tell me the truth.

What would you do?

I'd file a lawsuit
tomorrow morning.

Sarah: I have spent
the last 21 years

being accountable
to my children.

When I got divorced,
every date I had

had to be over by their curfew.

What is it?

[Sighs]

My son.

I'd like to meet him.

[Chuckling]

No, we don't exactly share
each other's personal lives.

Why not?

His mother.

We were divorced
when he was 10.

She got sick
a few months after that,

and she died when
he was 12 years old.

You think
he blames you for that?

She would say to me--
during the divorce--

she would say to me,
"you're killing me.

You're killing me."

In front of the boy.

In front of Nick?

Yeah.
"You're killing me."

She said that,

he heard that,

then she died.

But he's...Older now.

I mean, he must understand.

No. I don't think kids ever
get over things like that.

Well, I'd like to meet him.

You should introduce us.

I think it's time he knew
about me, anyway, don't you?

Yeah.

You ever think about
having another child?

God, no!

I mean adopting.

I've thought about it.

A little girl like this

could use people like us.

I'm...A little bit
too old for that, ok?

No, you're not.

We could do it together.

You know what I think?

I think you're just lonely

'cause your kids
are off to college.

Well, aren't you, a little?

Honey, this talk
makes me--

it's good.

It's...Good.

No. I don't want be
a father again, ok?

That's part of my life
that's over.

Well, what do you want?

This is fine by me,

just like this.

Ok?

Ok.

I'll tell you what--

you pick the night,
come over to the office,

we'll take Nick to dinner.

You can meet Nick,

he meets you. Ok?

Ok.

Hmm?

Mm-hmm.
[Chuckles]

What the hell happened?

I told you not to come.

I heard there was
a heart available.

We have a couple that want to
be Lesley's foster parents.

They had pets--birds.

They wouldn't give them up.

What are you talking about?

Birds carry disease.

Lesley would be susceptible.

If they won't give up 2 birds,

they're not gonna give up
everything else they have to

to be her guardian.
I'm sorry, Nick.

Dr. ridestrom.

Yes.

I'm Nick fallin.
I work with Laurie solt.

I'm trying to find foster
parents for Lesley Walker.

Good luck.

If we can find someone
by the end of the day,

is there any chance that
Lesley could have that heart?

Mr. fallin, I appreciate
your interest,

but that heart
will be transplanted

within the next 6 hours.

She's dying.

I can't just let that happen.

I know you mean well,

but you must understand
that at any given time

there are over
4,000 people waiting

for a chance like this.

If I waste one heart,

then 2 people die.

Ms. solt.

[Sighs]

It rained last night.

Yeah.

Around here--rain, snow--
people get excited.

Why is that?

Car crashes.

It's sick, I know,

but we watch the news with
a totally different angle.

It's all about
potential organ donors.

Pile-up on the freeway--

well, did a girl
about my age die?

I heard about the heart.

I'm sorry.

That's ok.

The 18-year-old girl
down the hall

is gonna get it.

Yeah.

She's sweet.
She deserves it.

Lesley, uh...

I'm doing everything
that I can.

Of course, you are.

I'm sorry.

When you talked
to the carlsons,

they told you, didn't they?

How hard it was.

Yeah.

Do you have any idea how
it feels to be a burden?

It's disgusting.

Either way I'm fine.

If I'm out of
this body, I'm free.

The only way I want to live

is if I'm strong enough
to take care of myself.

Otherwise, what's the point?

I mean, really, waitin' around
for a cute boy like you

to come and apologize to me.

Nick: I'm sorry
about the Riley case.

Jake covered for you.

He wanted you to look
over these files.

Any luck on that ad?

Didn't work.

Oh.

Humph, being a parent.

Yes.

Well, I certainly
wasn't a natural at it,

that's for sure.

You were fine.

Don't lie to me, son.

You know,
when you got arrested,

the first thing I did--

picked up the damn phone
and called your mother.

She'd been dead for 19 years.

I still had that number
in my head.

I just thought she could
handle it better.

That's--that's
the way I did it,

just left it up to her.

When she died, I left
it up to baby-sitters,

prep schools, and--

we--we don't have
to talk about this.

No.

Nick.

You're a man now.

Whatever chance I had with you

when you were a kid--
[Sighs]

You're a man now.

[Door closes]

What is it?

I want to become Lesley
Walker's foster parent.

You're not suitable.

Why not?
How could it hurt?

You're on probation
for drug possession.

If I could just
take her in for now,

she would get a heart.

You work 80-hour weeks.

Well, if it
doesn't work with me,

then she's easier to place.

You're immature.
You're not married.

If she's a healthier girl
who has a heart already,

it's not such a daunting
task for an adoptive parent.

You have no experience.

You can't just take her in

as a legal ruse
to get around the system.

Why not?

Because it's not done,
is why not.

It flies in the face
of all the rules

we've set up out of fairness.

Then it's fair to let her die?

Of course not.

You think I'm suitable, Laurie.

I'm not gonna ask you
to say it right now.

I'm gonna walk back
to legal service.

I'm gonna let you
think about it,

but I'm gonna do this.

Absolutely not.

Come on, Alvin.
I have seen some of the parents

that come through here.

You have to ask yourself
why you're doing this.

Because someone has to.

Yes, but why you?

Well, why not me?

There's a reason you're a
single man on probation

who works
2 full-time jobs.

There's a reason
you are like you are.

Like I am?

[Sighs] You don't
strike me as someone

who knows how to be around
other people full-time.

And how would you know?

'Cause I can't do it either.

Well, I'm withdrawing myself

as Lesley Walker's lawyer.

She's gonna need you to
represent her from now on.

[Footsteps]

I, uh, have a present for you.

[Sighs]

What?

You're blowing me off,
aren't you?

No.

You probably thought
about it all night,

about how to break it to me,

and then when you woke up,

you found you were so guilty

that you went to the store,

like all the other rich people,

and brought me a present

to make yourself feel better.

Do you want it?

Well, hell, yes, I want it,

but only if it
makes you feel better.

Yes, it does.

So, now's the time
you say good-bye

and wish me well, right?

Well...

Lesley, I, uh...

I want to be
your foster parent.

You?

Yeah.

No.

Why not?

I have impure
thoughts about you.

[Chuckles]

I'm trying to be serious.

Tell me something.

What about me makes you
want to do this?

Well, firstly,
you need a heart.

That's not
a good enough answer,

'cause after I get one,
you still got me.

My parents, um...

Yeah?

My mom died when I was young,

and--and, uh, my...

My father sent me away,
and, uh...

I--I'm--
I'm still angry,

and I--I met you,
and--and...

And everyone's abandoned you,

and you're...

You're, um...

You're the strongest
person I've ever met,

and...I don't like
the idea of you dying.

Rebecca?

Yeah?

I've got a problem.
What is it?

That guy I've got
working in my clinic

doing his community service...

Nicholas fallin?

He wants to be considered

as a potential foster parent

for a young girl
named Lesley Walker.

She needs a heart.

Oh, right, I remember.

Are you recommending him?

I'm not the arbiter.

Well, what do you think of him?

Well, I've only known him
a couple of months.

I don't particularly like him.

But...
He impresses me.

Well, that doesn't speak to his
being a foster parent, Alvin.

No. No, it doesn't.
I just don't think it's fair for me

to make the decision.

You're passing the buck.

Yeah.

Have him in my court
in 2 hours.

Thank you.

[Knock on door]

Hello?

Why, Sarah.
Hey, come on in, come on in.

My appointment
was canceled, so...

I'm a little early.

Oh...

Oh, oh, Sarah,
this is my son Nick.

This is, uh, my very good
friend Sarah smalley.

Great to meet you.

I've heard so much about you.

Uh, I have a lot of work
to do, so, um...

I'll just take it
into the conference room.

Nice to meet you.

Oh, yeah...

Aren't the 3 of us

supposed to have
lunch together?

Honey, I am so sorry.

I completely forgot.

You forgot?

We were working
on these contracts

and it went right out
of my head.

I'm--I'm really sorry.

You finally set up lunch
so I can meet your son

and you forgot?

I told you-- I told you
I'm not good at this.

I mean, I tried,
but ultimately,

I'm not easy to be with.

You look great.

You like to blame
yourself, don't you?

Excuse me?

Well, you tell yourself
it's your fault

and you think that'll
make me feel better.

What?

But you know what?
It doesn't.

It makes you feel better.

Sarah, wait a minute--
whoa, whoa, wait a minute.

I--you know, I--I don't
think this is gonna work.

I mean, the truth is,

you're self-absorbed.

You know, you sit around wondering
why you're not closer to your son,

but you actually like the
distance that you've created

because it lets you
sit back, do nothing,

and spend more time
with yourself.

Whoa. H-h-hey, hey,
Sarah, Sarah, Sarah!

Hey, wait a minute!

That your girlfriend?

Was.

[Cell phone rings]

Yeah?

Yeah, I'll be right there.

Your honor, Nicholas
fallin pled guilty

to misdemeanor charges
of drug possession,

and that was
a plea bargain down

from much more serious charges.

He's currently on probation,
he is single,

and has shown no apparent
aptitude to take care of himself,

let alone a special needs
child such as Lesley.

Mr. fallin?

I'm fulfilling the
requirements of my probation.

It won't be a problem.

Let's say it becomes one.
He slips,

does something foolish,
ends up in jail.

Who will take care of Lesley?

I'm not gonna slip.

Your honor, Mr. fallin
can't guarantee that.

Miss solt,

do you agree with
your agency's position?

I don't know what to think.

Officially, of course,

I concur in our position.

Personally?

I don't know.

A few minutes ago, I overheard
someone in the hall

talking about Nick fallin.

They called him
a son of a bitch.

He is...That.

He can be rude, standoffish...

When I first met him,

I truly disliked him.

But of all the imperfect
people I've met in this world,

and that would be everybody,

Nick is one of the few who
lives by a set of standards.

I do think
his mind is set on this.

I do think he has the
right things in his mind.

And he's the kind of person
who will follow through.

Might be just to prove
other people wrong...

But he follows through.

Have you ever been in a long
term relationship, Mr. fallin?

No.

Why do you think you're
prepared to have one now?

You don't know?

You know, I know I meant

to say something
extraordinary here, uh...

But...All I can say
is that...

That I won't let Lesley down.

I know that I failed
myself, that's true.

I admit that.

But...

I will not fail that girl.

I will not fail Lesley.

Lesley Walker will be
placed in the care

of Nicholas fallin, who is
also immediately appointed

as her medical guardian.

[Gavel pounds]

Let's say that Lesley Walker
receives a new heart.

The chances of
her survival are decent,

but her needs
will be extraordinary.

I understand that.

I don't know if you do.

Keeping Lesley alive requires
putting her through a lot of pain.

As a caregiver, you have to
be prepared to hurt to help.

Ok.

Her discomfort will
be extreme at times.

Her survival after the surgery

is still tenuous and painful.

I understand that.

3 previous
open-heart surgeries

makes her chances of even
surviving the transplant 50-50.

Stress from the surgery
can do neurological damage.

She simply will not stand up from
surgery and be a normal child.

She will never
be a normal child,

and you will never
have a moment's peace.

And all the time, work,
money, and love you give

may end in a profound
sense of loss.

Do you understand that,
Mr. fallin?

Yes.

So do you still
want to do this?

Yes.

All right, then.
We'll get back to you.

Uh, if you don't mind,
the meeting's in here.

You know, he's hired
a crackerjack attorney.

What are you saying?

He's making the argument
that your recent investments

to...Modernize the plant

occurred after--

after Harry got sick.

Is this argument valid?

It's not ridiculous.

If it gets in front of a jury,

it could be problematic.

Harry'll be dead by then.

Well, then his widow

will claim that
you two rich guys

screwed a cancer patient.

But does he have a valid,
legal argument, Burton?

Well, I wish he did.

Excuse me?

Look, 30 years ago,

we were all young men.

No one was gonna
get sick or die.

It was all about
protecting ourselves

from an older generation
of future stockholders,

not from each other.

Now, he served you pretty well.

Why do you want
to do this to him now?

Burton, close the deal
at $200,000.

If I don't?

Close the deal, Burton.

We won't ask you again.

Heart's available.

Is it a match?

It'll be here in 2 hours.
Let's go.

Oh, my keys, keys, keys.

This is cyclosporine.

It makes it so your body
won't attack your new heart.

Hi, Lesley.

Hi.

I need to
inform you that--

I know. That I might need
blood, and if you feel

that the organ is not
suitable for my body,

you might call off
the operation.

That's right.

And I wonder
if you're aware--

and I understand that I might
die in this operation,

and I give you my consent
to do it anyway.

You give your consent,
Mr. fallin?

You are Lesley's
medical guardian.

All right, Lesley,

we're gonna take you down
to the operating room now.

Oh.
I can come back.

No, no, no.
Come on in.

You sure?

Yeah, come on, come on.

Well...

[Chuckles] Stan and Abe, huh?

They'll never budge.

Not an inch.

Bastards.

Ha ha ha ha.

Hell of a deal.

Buying back 10% of the company

for a fraction of its value.

Business, Harry,

pure and simple.

Business.

Ha ha.

And if you lose, you
know what happens, so...

And if...I win?

Truth be told, I hope you do.

Hope you kick their ass.

[Both chuckling]

But you're not gonna
roll over, are ya, Burton?

Not in my nature, Harry.

Just...

Not in my nature.

Yeah...Well...

I've still got a lot
of fight left in me.

I'm not gonna die.

Well...

I'll, uh...

I'll tell them

you rejected the offer, ok?

Uh-huh.

[Softly] Don't go yet.

I'll see you later, pal.

See ya.

She didn't make it, did she?

They never got the heart in.

They were able
to save it, though.

They gave it
to a 9-year-old boy.

Nick...

You all right?

Yeah, yeah.
I'm fine.

Take it.

Just take it.

Thanks.

I know you just
wanted her to live.

If she had,
you'd have walked up to me,

shrugged, and said, "go
find her a home, Laurie."

Isn't that right?

Isn't that right?

[Crying]