(LOW HUM OF CHATTER)
(FOOTSTEPS THUD)
♪♪
(SIGHS)
(KEYPAD BUTTONS BEEP, DOOR BUZZES OPEN)
ONE MISSISSIPPI, TWO MISSISSIPPI,
THREE MISSISSIPPI- (DOOR CLICKS SHUT)
JARED: DELINQUENT. DYLAN: MY-MY NAME IS DYLAN.
JARED: RIGHT. I KNEW IT STARTED WITH A 'D'.
WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?
DYLAN: I AM DELIVERING MAGAZINES TO THE WARD
THAT'S OVER THERE. WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
JARED: IT'S CALLED RESTOCKING THE SUPPLY CLOSET.
DYLAN: HOW LONG DOES THAT TAKE?
JARED: AS LONG AS IT TAKES. NOW GO.
WES: HEY, HOW'D SECURITY ROOM RECON GO?
DYLAN: THE KEYPAD'S A PROBLEM,
BUT THE DOOR LAG SOLVES IT FOR US.
JUST NEED GOOD TIMING.
WES: SO WHY ARE YOU BUMMED?
DYLAN: I CAN'T GET IN THERE TODAY
BECAUSE JARED IS RESTOCKING THE SUPPLY CLOSET RIGHT THERE.
WES: OH NO! MIKAYLA: OHHH!
WHAT?
MIKAYLA: JARED IS ALWAYS RESTOCKING THE SUPPLY CLOSET RIGHT THERE.
IT'S KIND OF HIS THING.
WES: YEAH, HE LORDS OVER THE SUPPLIES LIKE A STORMTROOPER.
FOR SERIOUS? I HAVE TO SEE THAT SECURITY TAPE
OF MY DAD AND THAT WOMAN SOMEHOW.
MIKAYLA: WELL, LONDON SAID NO ONE COULD IDENTIFY HER, RIGHT?
DYLAN: BUT WHAT IF I CAN, MIKAYLA?
WHAT IF I CAN FIGURE OUT WHO SHE IS AND FIND MY DAD.
MIKAYLA: THEN WE NEED A PLAN TO GET RID OF JARED.
WES: OOH YEAH!
THERE'S NOTHING I LIKE TO THINK OF MORE.
DYLAN: OKAY, OKAY. SO WHAT ARE HIS WEAKNESSES?
WES: UH, PEANUTS, SHELLFISH, SOYBEANS...
DYLAN: I'M NOT GONNA POISON HIM.
THERE'S GOTTA BE SOMETHING ELSE.
WES: YOU KNOW, YOU'RE PRETTY CUTE WHEN YOU'RE FRUSTRATED.
DYLAN: STOP DISTRACTING ME WITH THE FLIRTING.
WES: WHAT? W-WHAT'S THAT LOOK?
MIKAYLA: IT'S JARED. YOU CAN'T...
I HAVE TO. IT'S THE ONLY WAY.
(HEARTBEAT THUMPS)
JANE: MR. BOE HAS BEEN IN A COMA SINCE HIS SURGERY.
AT THIS POINT, ALL WE CAN DO IS MONITOR HIS BP AND ICP,
AND WAIT FOR SOMETHING TO CHANGE. QUESTIONS?
HUD: ARE WE GONNA TALK ABOUT YOUR FIGHT YESTERDAY?
JANE: IT WASN'T A FIGHT. DR. K: IT WAS A DISAGREEMENT.
HUD: SEEMED LIKE A FIGHT. DR. K: WATCH YOUR TONE.
JANE: WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE DONE, DR. HUDSON?
HUD: OPERATE. SAME AS YOU.
I'LL TAKE GET 'ER DONE OVER WAIT 'N' SEE ANY DAY.
RESPECTFULLY, DR. K.
DR. K: YOU'RE NOT AN ARMY MEDIC ANYMORE.
AT THIS HOSPITAL, WE HAVE TO THINK THINGS THROUGH.
WHAT DO YOU THINK, DR. MCWHINNIE?
SCARLET: STATISTICALLY, YOUR COURSE OF ACTION WAS THE SAFER ROUTE.
DR. K: CARE TO BREAK THE TIE, LONDON?
LONDON: HYPOTHETICALS ARE POINTLESS.
JANE: SO IS WAFFLING.
TELL US WHAT YOU THINK, DR. BLAKE.
LONDON: I... DON'T KNOW.
JANE: (DISAPPOINTED) WELL THEN, THIS DEBRIEF IS OVER.
DR. K: ALL RIGHT, DR. HUDSON, SINCE YOU'RE A MAN OF ACTION,
WHY DON'T YOU TAKE A BREAK FROM ROUNDS
TO COLLECT THE FLOOR'S URINE SAMPLES.
(CHUCKLES)
HUD: THAT'S NOT MY- NURSES DO THAT.
DR. K: NOT TODAY THEY DON'T. GET 'ER DONE.
OH, AND HAVE DR. WAFFLES HELP OUT.
(LOW HUM OF CHATTER IN THE DISTANCE)
(DOOR CLICKS SHUT)
(PREPARATORY BREATH)
(SOFTLY) HEY...
WE UH, WE KINDA GOT OFF ON THE WRONG FOOT, DIDN'T WE?
I DIDN'T REALIZE HOW MUCH POWER YOU HAVE AROUND HERE,
BUT I TOTALLY GET IT NOW,
AND I JUST HOPE YOU CAN SEE THAT I'M LIKE, SO, SO SORRY.
JARED: YOU'RE A QUICK STUDY. I LIKE THAT.
DYLAN: WELL, I'M HERE TO HELP IN ANYWAY THAT I CAN.
YOU ARE? DYLAN: HM-HM.
WHY DON'T YOU LET ME FINISH THIS,
AND YOU GO ON A MUCH-DESERVED BREAK?
JARED: I'VE GOT A BETTER IDEA.
WHY DON'T WE RESTOCK THE SHELVES - TOGETHER?
IS THAT CODE FOR SOMETHING ELSE?
JARED: NOPE! I'VE GOT BOXES OF STERILE GAUZE COMIN' OUT THE WAZOO.
SORT BY SIZE, AND MAKE SURE THE ENGLISH LABEL IS FACING OUT.
USE THAT SHELF THERE, THE ONE LABELED "STERILE GAUZE."
THINK YOU CAN HANDLE THAT, DELINQUENT?
DYLAN: TRY MY BEST.
ALRIGHTY THEN.
♪♪
(LID GRAZES OPEN)
IT LOOKS LIKE SOMEONE LEFT THIS ON THE WRONG SHELF.
JARED: OHHHH! MY GOD!
(JAR CLATTERS)
DYLAN: I AM SO, SO SORRY!
JARED: ARE YOU KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW?!
SORRY.
AH, AT LEAST I HAVE BACK-UP PANTS IN MY CUBBY.
DYLAN: LET ME GET THEM FOR YOU.
YOU DON'T WANT TO WALK DOWN THE HALL LIKE THAT.
RIGHT. DON'T WANT TO LOOK FOOLISH.
DYLAN: JUST TAKE OFF YOUR PANTS,
AND I'LL MAKE THE SWAP, AND NO ONE HAS TO KNOW.
YOU WANT ME TO TAKE OFF MY PANTS?
IT'S THE LEAST I CAN DO, SINCE IT IS ALL MY FAULT.
JARED: ALL RIGHT. TURN AROUND. TURN AROUND.
BE QUICK ABOUT IT, WILL YA?
(MACHINES BEEP AND HUM)
(PHONE RINGS)
GIRL: YOUR TURN.
♪ Noel... Noel... ♪
(EXCITED CHATTER) DYLAN: YOUR TURN, DADDY!
CAN WE HAVE ONE, PLEASE!
RICHARD: HM-HM. WE ABSOLUTELY CAN. I THINK TWO.
HERE, DADDY, THIS ONE IS FOR YOU.
RICHARD: OH! WELL, WHATEVER COULD IT BE?
I LOVE THE WRAPPING JOB, BY THE WAY.
OH! I LOVE IT!
DYLAN, I LOVE IT.
I WILL NEVER EVER, EVER TAKE THIS WATCH OFF!
SEE THAT? JANE: THAT IS GORGEOUS.
RICHARD: M-HM. JANE: OH LONDON...
YOU HAVE TO CHANGE OUT OF YOUR PAJAMAS
INCASE THE HOSPITAL CALLS.
JUST GO IN YOUR PJ'S, LET YOUR PATIENTS KNOW
THEIR DOCTOR IS A HUMAN BEING. YEAH.
I LOVE IT, DYLAN. IT'S TERRIFIC.
DYLAN: CHECK THIS OUT.
(WATCH CLICKS) THAT IS SO COOL.
A SECRET COMPARTMENT?! SO COOL.
NOBODY ELSE KNOWS ABOUT IT.
I'M GONNA PUT SOMETHING VERY SPECIAL IN HERE.
A SECRET JUST FOR YOU AND ME.
MERRY CHRISTMAS, DADDY.
MERRY CHRISTMAS, DYLAN. MERRY CHRISTMAS.
♪ Born is the king... ♪
WES: PSSST! MIKAYLA: DYLAN!
(SNIFFS)
MIKAYLA: WHAT HAPPENED WITH JARED?
DYLAN: UH, I BOUGHT US SOME TIME.
WES: BUT AT WHAT COST?
DYLAN: TAKE A GUESS: BOXER BRIEFS OR TIGHTY WHITIES?
WES: ARE THOSE MY ONLY TWO OPTIONS?
BECAUSE MY MONEY WAS ON A THONG.
DYLAN: LET'S GET TO WORK.
EXCUSE ME.
SETH: WHOA! LONDON: (GASPS)
SETH: (GROANS)
IS THAT... URINE?
LONDON: NOW I HAVE TO GO BACK TO THE PATIENT AND GET ANOTHER ONE.
SETH: DON'T NURSES DO THAT?
WHY DON'T I CALL MAINTENANCE TO DEAL WITH THIS.
LONDON: YEP. WHY DON'T YOU! SETH: O-KAY.
(CHAIR RATTLES)
ALWAYS RIGHT WHEN I START TO EAT...
WOOOOO!
♪♪
SECURITY GUARD: WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING?
WES: WHAT AM I DOING?
DYLAN: PASSWORD. PASSWORD.
THE VENDING MACHINE ATE MY MONEY AND I GOT A LITTLE UPSET
AND I TOOK MATTERS IN MY OWN HANDS
AND NOW MY HAND IS LIKE, IT'S CAUGHT, LIKE IN THE THING.
SECURITY GUARD: TAKE OFF THE HOODIE.
OKAY.
OH! OH! THAT CAME OUT EASILY.
GOOD THING WE DIDN'T HAVE TO CUT OFF MY HAND, RIGHT?
HMM.
OH...
MIKAYLA: OH! OOH! YOU BETTER WATCH YOURSELF.
IT'S PRETTY SLICK RIGHT THERE. YOU MIGHT WANNA WAIT 'TIL IT DRIES.
OH WHOA! WHOA! THAT'S A SCUFF RIGHT THERE!
YOU SCUFFED UP MY FLOORS, DUDE.
(PHONE BUZZES)
(DOOR BUZZES OPEN)
SECURITY GUARD: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?
(EXHALES)
DYLAN: I'M NOT SAYING I'M THE VICTIM HERE,
I'M JUST SAYING YOU COULD BE MORE CLEAR ON THE 'AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL' SIGN.
I'M PERSONNEL, HOW DO I KNOW I'M NOT 'AUTHORIZED'?
SECURITY GUARD: THE LOCKED DOOR WITH THE SECRET PASSCODE.
THE DOOR WAS OPEN.
JANE: WHAT'S THE PROBLEM HERE?
SECURITY GUARD: CAUGHT HER BREAKING INTO SECURITY.
DYLAN: THE DOOR WAS OPEN!
SHE ALSO CRACKED INTO THE COMPUTER SYSTEM.
CRACKED?
THERE WAS A STICKY NOTE ON THE KEYBOARD WITH THE PASSWORD.
PRACTICALLY AN INVITATION.
JANE: WHAT WERE YOU DOING?
I WAS JUST LOOKING AROUND. I WAS BOARD.
POLICE OFFICER: DO YOU WANT TO PRESS CHARGES, MA'AM?
SECURITY GUARD: IT'S HOSPITAL POLICY.
MOM, DON'T LET THEM DO THIS.
POLICE OFFICER: MA'AM.
ALL RIGHT, LET'S GO, YOUNG LADY.
GOODIS: YOU WANNA TELL ME WHY YOU WERE IN THE HOSPITAL SECURITY ROOM?
DYLAN: WHAT CAN I SAY? I GUESS I MISSED YOU.
GOODIS: YOU'RE JUST LUCKY I WAS HERE, DYLAN.
DYLAN: WHERE ELSE WOULD YOU BE?
I KNOW YOU'RE NOT INVESTIGATING MY DAD'S CASE ANYMORE.
GOODIS: LOOK, I DIDN'T WANT TO STOP LOOKING FOR YOUR DAD, OKAY?
DYLAN: AND YET HERE WE ARE.
GOODIS: WELL, LET'S TALK ABOUT WHY YOU WERE IN THE SECURITY ROOM.
THE VIDEO OF YOUR DAD ISN'T ON THE HOSPITAL SERVER ANYMORE.
IT WAS EVIDENCE.
DYLAN: SO IT'S...IT'S HERE.
CAN YOU PLEASE SHOW IT TO ME?
GOODIS: I FEEL FOR YOUR FAMILY, DYLAN. I DO.
BUT THIS IS A BAD PATH YOU'RE GOING DOWN.
YOU DON'T WANT TO END UP IN JUVIE.
MY DAD WOULDN'T LEAVE ME. LIKE THIS.
I NEED TO FIND HIM,
CAN PLEASE SHOW ME THE SECURITY TAPE.
GOODIS: I CAN'T.
AS MUCH AS I MIGHT LIKE TO OPEN UP MY LAPTOP
AND POINT YOU TO AN AVI FILE UNDER THE DIRECTORY 'BLAKE',
I JUST CAN'T.
LIKE YOU SAID, THE CASE IS CLOSED...
(EXHALES)
IT'S IN A DRAWER. I'M GONNA GRAB A COFFEE.
IF ANYONE COMES IN WHILE I'M GONE, I CAN'T HELP YOU.
(DOOR CLICKS OPEN)
♪ Dancing in the kitchen ♪
♪ Cooking up a slow storm ♪
♪♪
LONDON: THERE! DONE. MISSION COMPLETE.
SETH: LEVEL UP!
THAT'S WHEN YOU COMPLETE A-
IT WAS A VIDEO GAME JOKE.
YEAH, I'M NOT PROUD OF MYSELF.
LONDON: NO, NO, NO. YOU SHOULD BE PROUD.
YOU JUST PUT THAT JOKE OUT THERE
AND DIDN'T SECOND GUESS YOURSELF.
AND IT WASN'T THE WORST, I MEAN, IT JUST WASN'T COMPLETELY THOUGHT OUT.
BUT THAT'S THE THING, ISN'T IT?
IF YOU HESITATE, THEN YOU MISS YOUR CHANCE FOR IMPACT.
SETH: ARE YOU HAVING A STROKE?
LONDON: MORE LIKE AN EPIPHANY.
OH. SORRY. MY BRAIN WORKS REALLY FAST.
SOMETIMES I NEED TO TALK THINGS OUT LOUD
SO I CAN GET CLARITY ON WHAT I NEED TO DO.
SETH: THAT WAS CLARITY?
LONDON: OF COURSE! IT'S CLEAR THAT...
IF DR. BLAKE WANTS TO HEAR WHAT I THINK,
THEN SHE'S GOING TO HEAR IT.
THANKS FOR LISTENING TO MY BABBLE.
I LOVE A GOOD BABBLE.
HEY, I'M SETH BY THE WAY. WE HAVEN'T OFFICIALLY MET.
UM, WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THE PEE?
♪ Dancing in the kitchen ♪
♪ Cooking up a slow storm ♪
♪ Lie to me ♪
♪ Li-li-lie to me... ♪
♪ Lie to me ♪
♪ Li-li-lie to me... ♪
GOODIS: YEAH, LET'S MEET IN MY OFFICE.
I JUST GOTTA GET THIS KID OUT-
♪ Dancing in the kitchen ♪
♪ Cooking up a slow storm ♪
TIME'S UP, DYLAN. YOUR RIDE IS HERE.
(CAR ENGINE HUMS)
(GEAR SHIFTS, SEAT BELT UNCLICKS)
JANE: WAIT.
(OPENS THEN SHUTS DOOR)
(SIREN WAILS IN THE DISTANCE)
I AM SORRY THAT I DIDN'T TELL YOU
ABOUT YOUR FATHER AND THAT WOMAN.
YOU LOVE HIM SO MUCH.
I-I DIDN'T WANT TO TAKE THAT AWAY FROM YOU.
I AM NOT A KID.
YOU CAN'T PROTECT ME FROM EVERYTHING.
ALTHOUGH...
THANK YOU FOR ASKING GOODIS TO RUN INTERFERENCE
AT THE POLICE STATION.
THAT WAS YOU, RIGHT?
JANE: YEAH. YOUR NANA THINKS
THAT IT WOULD BE A GOOD IDEA FOR US TO HAVE FAMILY DINNERS AGAIN.
DYLAN: TONIGHT? JANE: YEAH.
YEAH, YEAH. LET'S DO IT.
JANE: GREAT.
(DOOR SLAMS SHUT)
(UNCLEAR ANNOUNCEMENT OVER PA)
UGH!
DYLAN: YOU OKAY?
HUD: YEAH. I THINK I'LL LIVE. ARE YOU GOOD?
DYLAN: HM-HM. YEAH.
HUD: SURE. GOOD.
JARED: YOU JUST MADE THE BIGGEST MISTAKE OF YOUR LIFE.
DYLAN: WHAT ARE YOU GONNA SAY?
THAT I TRICKED YOU AND STOLE YOUR PANTS?
JARED: I'VE GOT MY EYE ON YOU, DYLAN.
DYLAN: HEY, LOOK AT THAT. YOU FINALLY GOT MY NAME RIGHT.
JARED: HMM.
HUD: WHOA! NO! NO!
JARED: EXCUSE ME, DR. HUDSON.
HUD: WHAT'S YOUR NAME AGAIN?
JARED. HUD: JARED. RIGHT.
DID WE GO TO MEDICAL SCHOOL TOGETHER, JARED.
I DIDN'T GO TO MEDICAL SCHOOL. I'M A VOLUNTEER.
HUD: A VOLUNTEER?
THEN... WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WEARING?
JARED: UH, SCRUBS.
HUD: UH-HA.
REMEMBER THAT TIME I TRIED TO BORROW A NOTEBOOK FROM YOU
AND YOU SAID IT WAS A 'VOLUNTEER-NOTEBOOK'?
IT WAS A VOLUNTEER NOTEBOOK.
YEAH, WELL, THOSE... THEY'RE 'DOCTOR-PANTS'.
SO TAKE THEM OFF.
BUT I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING- HUD: NOW!
(SHOES THUD, PANTS RUSTLE)
♪♪
(DOOR OPENS)
JANE: MAKE YOURSELF AT HOME.
DR. K: (CHUCKLES) HOW'S THE PATIENT?
NO CHANGE. YET.
AND IF YOU'RE WAITING FOR ME TO SAY I WAS WRONG,
IT IS NOT GONNA HAPPEN. I STAND BY MY CALL.
DR. K: FINE. BUT YOU WERE OFF YESTERDAY, JANE.
I KNOW IT.
I'M SURE HAVING DYLAN HERE IS STRESSFUL.
JANE: NO, IT'S NOT THAT.
I MEAN, IT'S NOT ONLY THAT.
THE POLICE CLOSED RICHARD'S CASE.
DR. K: LOOK, IF YOU NEED SOME TIME TO FIGURE THINGS OUT-
JANE: I DON'T NEED TIME, DOM.
(PHONE CHIMES)
(GASPS)
(RUNNING FOOTSTEPS)
♪♪
HE'S IN RECOVERY.
LONDON: (SMALL LAUGH) LOOK HOW HAPPY THEY ARE.
JANE: YEAH.
DO YOU STILL WANT TO KNOW WHAT I THINK ABOUT THE OPERATION?
JANE: I DO.
I THINK YOU WERE TOLD YOUR HUSBAND'S MISSING PERSONS CASE WAS BEING SHUT DOWN,
AND THAT PREVENTED YOU FROM SEEING PATIENT CLEARLY.
YOU SAW ANOTHER HUSBAND AND FATHER
WHO MIGHT NOT COME BACK TO THEIR FAMILY,
AND YOU TOOK A DANGEROUS RISK.
THE PATIENT COULD HAVE DIED FROM THE COMPLICATIONS OF YOUR SNAP DECISION.
THAT'S WHAT I THINK, DR. BLAKE.
I BROUGHT HIM BACK.
THIS TIME.
WES: YOU'RE BACK ALREADY?
DYLAN: YEAH. MY MOM GOT ME OFF THE HOOK.
SOMETIMES THE BLAKE NAME COMES IN HANDY.
MIKAYLA: SO, I GUESS WE'RE LIKE, CUT FROM THE HEIST CREW, HUH?
DYLAN: NO WAY, YOU GUYS DID GREAT.
WES: YET YOU'RE CLEARLY DELIRIOUS FROM YOUR TIME IN JAIL.
I MEAN, WE BOTCHED THE PLAN.
YOU WERE ARRESTED. IT JUST HAPPENED.
DYLAN: SO DID THIS.
MIKAYLA: YOU GOT TAKEN TO JAIL AND WALKED OUT WITH THE SECURITY VIDEO?!
WHO ARE YOU?
WES: WHY'S HE SO UPSET?
DYLAN: I'VE NEVER SEEN HIM LIKE THIS.
WES: HEY, IS THAT THE MISTRESS?
DYLAN: UGLY COAT. YEAH, THAT'S HER.
WAIT, WHAT IS HE DOING?
OH MY GOD - WATCH.
WES: WHAT ARE WE LOOKING AT?
DYLAN: THE WATCH. LOOK AT MY DAD'S WRIST.
THERE! HE TAKES OFF HIS WATCH AND GIVES IT TO DR. HUDSON.
THAT WATCH WAS A GIFT FROM ME. HE LOVED IT.
WES: IT'S JUST A WATCH, DYLAN.
DYLAN: NO, IT'S NOT.
THERE'S A SECRET COMPARTMENT UNDER THE FACE.
WE'RE THE ONLY TWO WHO KNOW.
THAT WATCH IS IMPORTANT.
AND I'M GONNA FIND IT.
(CUTLERY CLINKS)
(CLOCK CHIMES)
(FRUSTRATED EXHALES)
JANE: WE SHOULD GET STARTED.
HELENA: WE SHOULD WAIT. LONDON: OH, I'M STARVING.
HELENA: BUT DYLAN'S NOT HERE YET!
DYLAN: NO, NO, I AM, DYLAN IS HERE! I AM HERE.
SORRY I'M LATE.
I GOT CAUGHT UP WITH THE LOLLIPOP GANG.
WHAT?
THE KIDS IN ONCOLOGY LOVED OUR 'HOKEY POKEY'
SO MUCH THEY DEMANDED AN ENCORE.
TURNS OUT THAT IS WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT.
(ALL CHUCKLE)
EDWARD: WELL, YOU SEE THAT, DYLAN,
BEING AT THE HOSPITAL WILL BE GOOD FOR YOU.
DYLAN: HM-HM. YOU KNOW, PAPA,
I DEFINITELY FEEL LIKE I'M ON THE RIGHT TRACK NOW.
SO ANY INTERESTING CASES THIS WEEK.
CASES? NO! NO CASES.
EDWARD: THAT WAS DIRECTED TO YOUR MOTHER.
OH NO, I MEAN YES, BUT... DYLAN: RIGHT.
EDWARD: BUT WHAT? JANE: I DON'T WANNA TALK ABOUT IT.
LONDON: WELL, I HAVE CASES THOUGH. I HAVE, I HAVE CASES.
JANE: SHE DOES.
EDWARD: THEY'RE LETTING YOU SEE PATIENTS NOW?
HELENA: EDWARD, SHE'S BEEN DOING ROUNDS FOR 6 MONTHS.
LONDON: 6 MONTHS.
(ALL CHUCKLE) EDWARD: FEELS LIKE A YEAR.
♪♪