pc nov 17 COURTNEY: YOU LOOK LIKE YOU NEED A REALLY STRONG CUP OF COFFEE. NEIL KEEP YOU UP LATE? JOE: NO. ACTUALLY, PLAYING WITH HIM KEPT MY MIND OFF OF THINGS. COURTNEY: HOW'S YOUR MOTHER DOING? JOE: SHE'S STABLE. I CALLED TO GET A PROGRESS REPORT -- THANKS -- AND I'M GOING TO CHECK ON HER BEFORE ROUNDS. COURTNEY: IT MUST BE HORRIBLE FOR HER TO BE IN THE SAME HOSPITAL WHERE SHE WAS NEARLY KILLED BY A BOMB. IS SHE SAFE? JOE: YEAH. SECURITY IS TIGHT. THEY'RE CHECKING EVERYTHING AND EVERYBODY GOING IN AND OUT OF THAT HOSPITAL. COURTNEY: YOU KNOW, AS IF THE BOMBING ITSELF WASN'T BAD ENOUGH, SEEING THAT SCARY MOVIE WITH CHRIS LAST NIGHT ALMOST PUT MY NERVES RIGHT OVER THE EDGE. JOE: WAS IT CHRIS OR THE MOVIE? COURTNEY: YOU DON'T LIKE HIM. JOE: LOOK, COURTNEY, IT'S NONE OF MY BUSINESS WHO YOU DATE. BUT I THINK YOU SHOULD KNOW THE TRUTH ABOUT HIM. COURTNEY: HE'S A SMART, FUNNY GUY, AND I LIKE BEING WITH HIM. JOE: HE'S ALSO DEVIOUS. HE'LL DO WHATEVER IT TAKES TO GET WHAT HE WANTS. COURTNEY: MAYBE HE'S JUST AMBITIOUS. JOE: HE WAS SO DETERMINED TO WIN THE QUARTERMAINE RESIDENCY THAT HE POSTED COMPROMISING PHOTOS OF MATT AND ELLEN OVER THE ENTIRE HOSPITAL JUST SO HE COULD KNOCK MATT OUT OF THE RUNNING. COURTNEY: BUT HE LOST THE QUARTERMAINE, DIDN'T HE? SO MAYBE HE LEARNED HIS LESSON. JOE: HARDLY. LOOK, THE GUY IS A SNEAK. HE IS A LIAR. AND MOST OF ALL, HE IS A BAD ROLE MODEL FOR NEIL. COURTNEY: I HAVEN'T SEEN THAT SIDE OF HIM. JOE: COURTNEY, I DON'T WANT YOU OR NEIL TO GET HURT. THAT'S ALL, OK? I GOT TO GET READY FOR WORK. [TELEPHONE RINGS] CHRIS' VOICE: HEY THE DOCTORS ARE OUT. LEAVE A MESSAGE. [ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS] COURTNEY: HI, CHRIS. IT'S COURTNEY. I HAD A GREAT TIME LAST NIGHT. GIVE ME A CALL WHEN YOU GET THE CHANCE, OK? BYE-BYE. KEVIN: WELL, YOU'RE HOME. HOW'S MARY? VICTOR: FRISKY AS A FILLY. SHE'S GOT A WAYS TO GO, BUT I'M HAPPY TO REPORT SHE'S ON THE MEND. KEVIN: IT WAS GOOD OF YOU TO STAY THE NIGHT WITH HER. VICTOR: THE CHAIR IN HER HOSPITAL ROOM IS NO FEATHER BED, BUT THEN AGAIN, I WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN MUCH PROTECTION TO HER IF I'D BEEN SOUND ASLEEP. KEVIN: DO YOU THINK SHE'S IN DANGER? VICTOR: NOT AS MUCH NOW SINCE JULIE DEVLIN IS NO LONGER HER PHYSICIAN. THAT'S THE ONLY REASON I THOUGHT IT WAS SAFE ENOUGH TO LEAVE HER FOR A LITTLE WHILE. [DOORBELL RINGS] KEVIN: I'LL GET IT. GARCIA. GARCIA: KEVIN. KEVIN: COME IN. ANY NEWS ON THE BOMBING? GARCIA: OH, MAYBE. KEVIN, WHO DO YOU KNOW THAT CAN WIRE A PLASTIQUES BOMB, BESIDES YOUR FATHER? VICTOR: OF WHAT ARE YOU ACCUSING ME NOW? GARCIA: WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, SIMMER DOWN, VICTOR. IT'S EVE LAMBERT I'M INTERESTED IN. KEVIN: EVE LAMBERT? SHE ALREADY HAS AN ALIBI FOR THE BOMBING, SUPPLIED TO YOU BY LUCY, NO LESS. GARCIA: THAT BOMB COULD HAVE BEEN SET ANYTIME. EVE IS HARDLY IN THE CLEAR. KEVIN: WHAT DO YOU HAVE THAT POINTS TO HER? GARCIA: EVE'S MOTHER WAS INVOLVED WITH AN ARMY MUNITIONS EXPERT. THE GUY SET UP THE FIREWORKS DISPLAY AT THE CIRCUS WHERE EVE AND HER MOTHER WORKED. KEVIN: WELL, THAT HARDLY MAKES EVE A PYROTECHNICS WIZ. GARCIA: LISTEN, ALL I KNOW IS WHOEVER PLANTED THAT BOMB HAS UPGRADED THE KILLING IN NUMBERS, AND I AM GOING TO TRACK DOWN EVERY LEAD TO FIND OUT WHO IT IS BEFORE THEY STKE AGAIN. [CAPTIONING MADE POSSIBLE BY U.S. DEPARTMENT OF EDUCATION] VICTOR: I AM BEGINNING TO HAVE TERMINAL DOUBTS ABOUT THE CAPABILITIES OF THE PCPD. WHAT IS GARCIA THINKING? IF THAT WORD IS EVEN APPROPRIATE. HE'S GOT REAL LEADS TO FOLLOW. WHY IS HE WASTING HIS TIME DIGGING UP EVE'S MOTHER'S OLD BOYFRIENDS? KEVIN: WELL, LET'S NOT WASTE TIME THROWING STONES. INSTEAD, LET'S FIGURE OUT WHO'S BEEN IMPERSONATING EVE. VICTOR: DO I SMELL A PLAN? KEVIN: IT'S ABOUT HALFWAY THERE. EVE'S LOOK-ALIKE FIRST SURFACED WHEN SHE VISITED GREG COOPER AT CONCORD, RIGHT? VICTOR: RIGHT. KEVIN: THEN THAT'S WHERE WE'LL START. I'LL TAKE A PHOTO OF THE LOOK-ALIKE TO COOPER AND SEE IF HE CAN I.D. HER. VICTOR: THAT'S BRILLIANT. BUT WHERE WILL YOU FIND A PHOTO OF EVE'S DOPPELGANGER? KEVIN: GET YOUR LAPTOP, AND I'LL SHOW YOU. CHRIS: WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? I MEAN, YOU WERE JUST DISCHARGED LAST NIGHT. YOU TRYING TO SCORE BROWNIE POINTS WITH THE MUCK-A-MUCKS? EVE: YEAH, RIGHT. I HAVE A PATIENT IN I.C.U. IN THE WEST WING, AND I -- WELL, IT'S TOUCH-AND-GO. I JUST WANT TO BE CLOSE. CHRIS: HMM. WELL, THAT'S VERY COMMENDABLE. HOW'S YOUR LEG? EVE: LET'S JUST SAY I WON'T BE DANCING "SWAN LAKE" ANYTIME SOON. CHRIS: WELL, YOU'RE LUCKY. IT'S A PRETTY LIGHT SCHEDULE TONIGHT. APPARENTLY EXPLOSIONS ARE BAD FOR BUSINESS, YOU KNOW. EVE: YEAH, I'M NOTICING MOST OF THE ELECTIVES ARE CANCELED. CAN'T SAY THAT I BLAME THEM. P.A. ANNOUNCER: DR. RAMSEY, 5-7-3-4. DR. CHRIS RAMSEY, 5-7-3-4. CHRIS: THAT'S MY POST-OP IN 6-2-5. EVE: OK. CHRIS: I'LL BE BACK. EVE: YEAH, OK. GARCIA: DR. LAMBERT. SO GOOD TO SEE YOU. EVE: OH, PERFECT. THE CHERRY ON MY SUNDAE. GARCIA: AH. I DON'T THINK YOU REALLY MEAN THAT. EVE: HOW PERCEPTIVE OF YOU. LET ME GUESS -- YOU'RE HERE TO ASK ME MORE QUESTIONS. GARCIA: YOU'RE PSYCHIC. ANY OTHER HIDDEN TALENTS, LIKE, LET'S SAY, A FLAIR FOR EXPLOSIVES? EVE: HATE TO BURST YOUR BUBBLE, GARCIA, BUT WAVING AROUND A SPARKLER ON THE FOURTH OF JULY IS JUST ABOUT AS RADICAL AS I GET. GARCIA: YOU MUST HAVE SEEN A LOT OF FIREWORKS AS A KID, THOUGH. YOUR MOM GOING OUT WITH THAT EXPERT IN PYROTECHNICS AND MUNITIONS, WAS IT? EVE: I'M FINISHED COOPERATING WITH YOU, GARCIA. IF YOU HAVE TO ASK ME ANY MORE QUESTIONS, CONTACT MY LAWYER. GARCIA: OK, I CAN DO THAT. TAKE CARE. CHRIS: OH, GARCIA JUST CAN'T SEEM TO STAY AWAY FROM YOU. MUST HAVE A MASSIVE CRUSH. EVE: RAMSEY, THAT'S JUST WHAT I NEED -- A COP FOR A BOYFRIEND. OH, BUT NOW THAT YOU'VE TAKEN UP WITH COURTNEY KANELOS I'M ON MY OWN. CHRIS: OH, COME ON, SWEETIE. YOU KNOW YOU'RE STILL NUMBER ONE IN MY HEART. EVE: WHAT ARE YOU GRINNING ABOUT? CHRIS: OH, NOTHING. JUST A MESSAGE FROM -- EVE: COURTNEY? I TOLD YOU SO. FRANK: HEY, AREN'T YOU A LITTLE EARLY FOR YOUR SHIFT? JOE: I'M GOING TO CHECK ON MOM BEFORE ROUNDS. FRANK: WAIT. COME HERE. JULIE BROUGHT UP SOMETHING THAT I THINK WE SHOULD AT LEAST CONSIDER. JOE: WHAT'S THAT? JULIE: WELL, MARY'S EXPERIENCING LIMITED MOBILITY DUE TO THE STROKE. AND SHE'S GOING TO NEED ASSISTANCE AT HOME AFTER SHE'S RELEASED. JOE: I'M IMAGINING WHAT IT WOULD BE LIKE TO LIVE WITH MY MOTHER AGAIN. AS MUCH AS I LOVE HER, IT WOULD BE REALLY HARD. FRANK: SHE IS PRETTY SET IN HER WAYS. JOE: SO ARE WE. FRANK: YEAH, WELL, YOU CAN SAY THAT AGAIN. AND I AM TOO OLD TO BE DUMPED OUT OF BED TO TAKE OUT THE TRASH. JOE: AND I AM TOO OLD TO BE TOLD TO BRUSH BEFORE BEDTIME. JULIE: OH, IT WON'T BE THAT BAD. FRANK: JOE, LET'S FACE IT. WE DON'T WANT SOME STRANGER TAKING CARE OF MOM. JOE: ALL RIGHT, YOU'RE RIGHT. SHE MOVES IN HER UNTIL SHE GETS BETTER TO LIVE ON HER OWN. FRANK: ALL RIGHT. COURTNEY: WELL, I DON'T BLAME YOU FOR WANTING TO GET YOUR MOTHER OUT OF THAT HOSPITAL AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. FRANK: YEAH, THE SOONER THE BETTER AS FAR AS I'M CONCERNED. JOE: LOOK, SHE SCHEDULED'S FOR ANOTHER M.R.I. TODAY AND AN ANGIOGRAM. SO WE'LL TELL HER TOMORROW AFTER THE RESULTS ARE IN. COURTNEY: WELL, WHEN SHE DOES COME HERE, COUNT ME IN AS A HELPING HAND. WHEN MY EX-FATHER-IN-LAW HAD A STROKE, I HELPED HIM, SO I GUESS I KNOW THE ROPES. JOE: WELL, YOU'LL CERTAINLY BE PUT TO THE TEST WITH MY MOTHER. [TELEPHONE RINGS] FRANK: HELLO. CHRIS: FRANKENSTEIN, HOW ARE YOU, BUDDY? IT'S CHRIS. FRANK: WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU? CHRIS: OH, NOTHING, REALLY. I'M CALLING FOR COURTNEY. IS SHE IN? FRANK: IT'S RAMSEY, FOR YOU. COURTNEY: OH. GOOD MORNING. CHRIS: HEY, YOU. I JUST GOT YOUR MESSAGE. I HAD A GREAT TIME LAST NIGHT, TOO. I THINK WE SHOULD SKIP THE HORROR FILMS FOR A WHILE, THOUGH. COURTNEY: WHY? I HOPE YOU WEREN'T TOO SCARED TO SLEEP. CHRIS: WELL, THAT'S NOT WHAT KEPT ME AWAKE. vdURTNEY: WELL, MAYBE YOU JUST HAD TOO MANY SWEETS. CHRIS: OR MAYBE NOT ENOUGH. YOU KNOW, MODERATION ISN'T EXACTLY IN MY VOCABULARY. COURTNEY: A MAN AFTER MY OWN HEART. CHRIS: LISTEN, I GET OFF MY SHIFT IN A COUPLE HOURS. WHY N'T YOU HEAD OVER HERE WITH NEIL, AND THE THREE OF US CAN GO TO THE STOCK CAR RACES TONIGHT? COURTNEY: THAT SOUNDS TERRIFIC. NEIL WILL LOVE IT. ü YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE... ü HELP SOOTHE YOUR BABY'S COLD... WITH JOHNSON'S SOOTHING VAPOR BATH. THE ONLY BABY BATH... ENRICHED WITH ROSEMARY, EUCALYPTUS AND MENTHOL. ADD IT TO A WARM BATH... AND SOON YOU'LL BOTH FEEL MORE COMFORTABLE. JOHNSON'S SOOTHING VAPOR BATH. üI ONLY HAVE EYES FOR YOUü OK, BABE, HERE WE GO. NOW, MOVE OVER TO THE RIGHT. NO, THE OTHER WAY - MY RIGHT. A LITTLE MORE. A LITTLE MORE. PERFECT. HOW WAS IT? BEAUTIFUL. IF YOU THINK THE CAVALIER LOOKS GOOD, WAIT UNTIL YOU KNOW IT CAN GO UP TO 100,000 MILES BEFORE ITS FIRST SCHEDULED TUNE-UP. CHEVY CAVALIER. THE MORE YOU KNOW, THE BETTER IT LOOKS. GENUINE CHEVROLET. DON'T WORRY, LITTLE ONE. DADDY'S GOT TYLENOL FOR HIS HEADACHE. TYLENOL WORKS ON HEADACHE PAIN... WITHOUT THE RISK OF STOMACH IRRITATION. SO BEFORE YOU KNOW IT, DADDY'S GOING TO BE RIGHT AS RAIN. CHRIS: HEY, IT LOOKS LIKE GOOD NEWS FOR MAMA SCANLON. ACCORDING TO THE CHART, SHE'S IN STABLE CONDITION AND HER DYSPHASIA HAS RESOLVED. JOE: WELL, I JUST CAME FROM HER ROOM, AND THE T.P.A. DISSOLVED MOST OF THE CLOT THAT CAUSED THE STROKE SYMPTOMS IN THE FIRST PLACE. CHRIS: GOOD. YOU KNOW, SHE'S TOUGH AND MORE THAN LUCKY. JOE: WELL, WE'RE ALL LUCKY CONSIDERING IF THAT BOMB HAD GONE OFF, WE'D ALL BE DEAD. CHRIS: WHAT? ARE YOU STILL UPSET THAT THE ELEVATOR IS OUT OF ORDER? JOE: YOU KNOW, WHERE DO YOU GET OFF TEACHING NEIL HOW TO CHEAT AT CARDS? CHRIS: WHAT? THOSE ARE CARD TRICKS. KIDS LOVE THAT KIND OF -- JOE: DEALING FROM THE BOTTOM OF THE DECK ISN'T A TRICK. IT'S A WAY TO CHEAT. CHRIS: OH, COME ON. MY FATHER TAUGHT ME ALL THOSE THINGS WHEN I WAS A KID, AND HERE I AM, A SUCCESSFUL DOCTOR. JOE: AND A NOT-SO-SUCCESSFUL HUMAN BEING. CHRIS: THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH SHORTCUTS. IT'S BASIC SURVIVAL. JOE: NEIL JUST LOST HIS FATHER. HE NEEDS POSITIVE ROLE MODELS, NOT YOUR DOUBLE-DEALING PHILOSOPHY ON LIFE. CHRIS: YOU KNOW, MAYBE I OUGHT TO TEACH YOU ONE OF MY OTHER PHILOSOPHIES. IT'S CALLED CARPE DIEM. JOE: WHAT'S YOUR POINT? CHRIS: THE POINT IS THERE IS A MANIAC ON THE LOOSE TRYING TO KILL US ALL, AND THERE'S NOTHING WE CAN DO ABOUT IT. LIFE'S A LITTLE TOO SHORT TO WORRY ABOUT CARD TRICKS, DON'T YOU THINK? [PAGER BEEPS] CHRIS: IF YOU'LL EXCUSE ME. DUTY CALLS. JULIE: AND I THINK IT'S GREAT YOU AND JOE ARE GOING TO TAKE CARE OF HER. FRANK: YEAH, AND NOW ALL WE HAVE TO DO IS CONVINCE HER TO MOVE IN. JULIE: WHICH COULD BE TOUGH IF VICTOR HAS HIS WAY. HE STILL THINKS I AM THE KILLER. FRANK: DON'T PAY ANY ATTENTION TO HIM. HE'S NOT EXACTLY JUGGLING ALL HIS BALLS. JULIE: NO, I WON'T, I WON'T. BESIDES, THE IMPORTANT THING IS MARY. FRANK: THAT'S RIGHT. AND THANK YOU FOR BEING SO SWEET ABOUT HER MOVING IN HERE. JULIE: TRUTH IS I'M ENVIOUS. YOUR FAMILY IS EVERYTHING MINE WASN'T -- WARM, LOVING, INVOLVED WITH EACH OTHER. FRANK: WELL, THIS IS YOUR FAMILY NOW. JULIE: YOU DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH THAT MEANS TO ME. OH, I PROMISE I'LL TAKE EXTRA SPECIAL CARE OF YOUR MOTHER. FRANK: YOU KNOW, WITH MOM MOVING IN, WE'RE GOING TO HAVE TO BE A LOT MORE CAREFUL. JULIE: ABOUT WHAT?r FRANK: MAKING MAD, PASSIONATE LOVE. JULIE: NO MORE AFTERNOONS ON THE LIVING ROOM COUCH? FRANK: NO. JULIE: WELL, WHAT ABOUT EVENINGS ON THE KITCHEN COUNTER? FRANK: HEAVEN FORBID. JULIE: SHOWERING TOGETHER? FRANK: NOT EVEN TO CONSERVE WATER. JULIE: THEN WE'D BETTER MAKE THE MOST OF THE TIME WE HAVE. KEVIN: WELL, WHAT DO YOU THINK? VICTOR: I'D SAY IT'S CONCLUSIVE. EVE'S HAIRDO LOOKS BEST ON EVE. KEVIN: THANKS FOR THE INPUT. I'M GOING TO TAKE THESE PICTURES OVER TO CONCORD AND SEE HOW GREG COOPER REACTS TO THEM. VICTOR: I'LL JUST GET MY JACKET. KEVIN: YOU'RE NOT GOING. VICTOR: OH, MONK. KEVIN: VICTOR, IT SEEMS TO ME THE LAST TIME YOU WERE IN THERE I HAD TO BREAK YOU OUT BECAUSE SOMEONE TAMPERED WITH YOUR MEDS. VICTOR: I REMEMBER A LOT OF RUNNING AND SHOUTING. KEVIN: MM-HMM. IT MAY BE A RISK FOR YOU TO GO BACK IN THERE, AND I DON'T WANT TO TAKE ANY CHANCES. VICTOR: ALL RIGHT. YOU'RE RIGHT. JUST THIS ONCE, YOU'RE RIGHT. NOW, HOW ARE YOU GOING TO GET COOPER TO COOPERATE? KEVIN: WHETHER HE DOES OR NOT MAY NOT MAKE ANY DIFFERENCE. SEEING HIM REACT COULD BE ENOUGH. LET'S HOPE THIS IS THE KEY TO CATCHING OUR KILLER. Dog, thinking: T-BONE! T-BONE! LOOKING FOR A T-BONE! CHEWY, MEATY T-BONE! AT THE BIG T-BONE STORE! THERE'S ONE! NO, THAT'S NOT ONE. OVER THERE! NO! NO! ON THAT SHELF! AHH! TOO GREEN! WAIT A MINUTE! THERE! A WHOLE PACKAGE OF LITTLE CHEWY, MEATY T-BONE STEAKS! YA-HOO! I'M WAKING UP! MAMA BROUGHT YOU SOME T BONZ DOG SNACKS. MADE WITH REAL MEAT, SO DOGS THINK... Dog: IT'S A T-BONE! RESEALABLE T BONZ BRAND FROM PURINA. Dog: IT'S A T-BONE! SO THEY ALL WENT TO KMART. THEY GOT A TREE, LIGHTS AND A REALLY GREAT PRICE. - THE END. - IT IS NOT THE END. - THE END. - OKAY, YOU'VE HEARD IT BEFORE. - FIVE TIMES. - HOW ABOUT SOMETHING NEW ? - TA-DA ! - HEY, IT'S YOU ! THAT'S RIGHT, IT'S THE ROSIE O'DONNELL FOR ALL KIDS FOUNDATION ORNAMENT. FOR EVERY ONE SOLD, KMART WILL GIVE THREE DOLLARS TO MY FOUNDATION. FOR NEEDY KIDS. EXACTLY. AND IT'S AVAILABLE ONLY AT KMART. - OKAY, TELL IT AGAIN. - AGAIN ? YEAH ! THIS TIME IT HAS A MUCH BETTER ENDING. HUH, THANKS. OKAY, WE WENT TO KMART AND WE GOT EVERYTHING WE NEEDED-- YOU THINK ALL DRAIN CLEANERS ARE THE SAME, TAKE A LOOK AT THIS. THE PROBLEM WITH LIQUID PLUMR IS THAT IT ONLY CLEANS HERE. SO CLOGS KEEP COMING BACK. THAT'S WHY WE INVENTED NEW DRANO FOAMER. IT EXPANDS, FILLING YOUR ENTIRE PIPE AND SCRUBS IT CLEAN, GETTING THE GUNK LIQUID PLUMR LEAVES BEHIND, SO DRAINS STAY CLEAR LONGER. NEW DRANO FOAMER. S.C. JOHNSON. EVE: I UNDERSTAND. YES, I'LL BE THERE. [EVE SLAMS PHONE DOWN] CHRIS: OUCH. WHAT'S GOING ON? EVE: I JUST GOT THE DATE FOR WHEN I HAVE TO TESTIFY AT SCOTT'S OBSTRUCTION-OF-JUSTICE HEARING. CHRIS: WELL, EVERYBODY KNOWS HE TOOK YOUR BRACELET FROM THE DEVLIN MURDER SCENE. HE ADMITTED IT AT JULIE'S TRIAL. WHAT'S HIS DEFENSE? EVE: I HAVE NO IDEA. CHRIS: WHAT? YOU HAVEN'T DISCUSSED IT WITH HIM? EVE: BRIEFLY. HE WAS STILL DECIDING ON HIS STRATEGY. I DON'T KNOW WHAT HE'S GOING TO DO YET. CHRIS: WELL, THE GUY DOESN'T HAVE A PRAYER. IF YOU ASK ME, HE DESERVES EVERYTHING HE GETS FOR SELLING US OUT AT JULIE'S TRIAL. EVE: HE TOLD THE TRUTH TO PROTECT HIS DAUGHTER. CHRIS: A LOT OF GOOD IT DID HIM. HE'S STILL ON TRIAL, AND HE'S PROBABLY GOING TO DO TIME. EVE: IT'S JUST SO UNFAIR, YOU KNOW. HE HID EVIDENCE TO PROTECT ME. AND LOOK AT THE MESS HE'S IN. CHRIS: THAT WAS HIS CHOICE. EVE: I KNOW, BUT I COULD HAVE DONE SOMETHING ABOUT IT. I COULD HAVE GONE TO THE POLICE EONS AGO. BUT I DIDN'T. CHRIS: WELL, MAYBE NOT, BUT YOU STILL DIDN'T ASK HIM TO TAKE YOUR BRACELET FROM THE MURDER SCENE IN THE FIRST PLACE. EVE: YOU THINK I'M A SUCKER FOR CARING ABOUT WHAT HAPPENS TO SCOTT, DON'T YOU? CHRIS: ABSOLUTELY. EVE: I CAN'T JUST TURN OFF MY FEELINGS. CHRIS: HAVE YOU TRIED? EVE: OH. WHAT ELSE COULD GO WRONG WITH THIS DAY? CHRIS: OH, COME ON NOW. THIS ISN'T THE DAMN-THE-TORPEDOES EVE I KNOW. EVE: CHRIS, I ALMOST WAS BLOWN UP IN AN ELEVATOR, AND NOW I HAVE TO TESTIFY AGAINST THE MAN THAT I -- THAT I CARE ABOUT. CHRIS: WELL, COME ON. IT'S NOT ALL BAD. EVE: ALL RIGHT. YOU KNOW WHAT? LISTEN, IF YOU GIVE ME ONE OF THOSE "THE SUN WILL COME OUT TOMORROW" SPEECHES, I WILL JUST PUNCH YOU IN THE NOSE. I WILL. CHRIS: I WAS JUST GOING TO SAY THAT AT LEAST YOU STILL HAVE ME. EVE: THAT'S COMFORTING. NEIL: JOE! JOE! JOE: HEY! HOW ARE YOU? NEIL: DID YOU SEE THAT GERMAN SHEPHERD DOWNSTAIRS? HE WAS SNIFFING EVERYONE FOR BOMBS. JOE: WELL, YOU KNOW WHAT? I HEARD HIS NAME IS RAMBO. NEIL: DO YOU THINK HE'S GOOD? I MEAN, WHAT IF HE MISSES SOMETHING? THE WHOLE PLACE COULD BLOW UP. JOE: LISTEN TO ME. I'M SURE WITH A NAME LIKE RAMBO HE'S NOT GOING TO MISS ANYTHING. COURTNEY: ARE WE LATE? CHRIS: NO, ABSOLUTELY NOT. IN FACT, YOU'RE JUST ON TIME. I JUST CHECKED OUT. WE'RE READY TO GO. COURTNEY: GOOD. NEIL: I CAN'T BELIEVE WE'RE GOING TO A REAL STOCK CAR RACE. JOE: A STOCK CAR RACE? CHRIS: I GOT ANOTHER SURPRISE FOR YOU, TOO. I'M GOING TO INTRODUCE YOU TO A BOOKIE. NEIL: WHAT'S A BOOKIE? CHRIS: HE'S A GUY WHO MAKES THE RACES MORE FUN, RIGHT, JOE? HE'S GOING TO HELP US BET ON THE CARS. NEIL: COOL. CHRIS: YEAH, WAIT TILL YOU SEE HIM. HE IS SO COOL. JOE: AN INTRODUCTION TO A BOOKIE? I CAN SEE THAT MY OPINION OF HIM WEIGHS A LOT WITH YOU. COURTNEY: OF COURSE IT DOES, E. BUT IT'S NOT LIKE I'M GOING TO MARRY THE GUY. JOE: OH, THAT'S A RELIEF. COURTNEY: LOOK, I KNOW HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT CHRIS. BUT WITH JOHN'S DEATH AND THE BOMBING, HE'LL NEED SOME DISTRACTIONS RIGHT NOW. AND HE AND CHRIS HAVE FUN TOGETHER, OK? NEIL: MOM, GUESS WHAT. CHRIS SAID WE'RE GOING TO BET ON THE CARS AND WIN LOTS OF MONEY. COURTNEY: WOW. CHRIS: THAT'S RIGHT. I'LL EVEN STAKE HIM A NICKEL A RACE. AND AS THEY SAY AT THE RACES, "GENTLEMEN, START YOUR ENGINES." NEIL: BYE, JOE. COME ON, MOM. COURTNEY: WELL, I GUESS THAT'S MY CUE. BYE. DR. AIKMAN: DR. COLLINS, I'M ALLOWING YOU TO SEE COOPER, BUT HONESTLY, I DON'T SEE THE POINT. KEVIN: DID YOU HEAR ABOUT THE BOMBINGS AT GENERAL HOSPITAL TWO DAYS AGO? DR. AIKMAN: I READ ABOUT IT IN THE PAPER. MONSTROUS CRIME. BUT WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH A PATIENT WHO HAS SEEN LITTLE CONTACT WITH THE OUTSIDE WORLD? KEVIN: COOPER MAY BE ABLE TO IDENTIFY THE WON WHO PLANTED THE BOMBS. DR. AIKMAN: HE -- DR. COLLINS, THAT'S COMPLETELY PREPOSTEROUS. KEVIN: NOW, I UNDERSTAND THAT I HAVE STRETCHED TO THE LIMIT WHAT LITTLE CREDIBILITY I HAVE LEFT WITH YOU. BUT IT IS IMPERATIVE THAT I SEE COOPER. DR. AIKMAN: I DON'T WANT THI PATIENT TO HAVE ANY SETBACKS. GREG: IT'S GOOD TO SEE YOU AGAIN, DR. COLLINS. HEY, YOU SOLD ANY MORE OF THOSE HOW-TO-MURDER GUIDES? KEVIN: THE BOOK IS SELLING. HAVE A SEA GREG: SO YOU'VE COME BACK BECAUSE YOU'RE FEELING GUILTY ABOUT BEING THE KILLER? KEVIN: NO, I CAME HERE TO SHOW YOU SOME PHOTOGRAPHS THAT MIGHT HELP ME CATCH THE REAL KILLER. WOULD YOU HAVE A LOOK AT THESE WOMEN, PLEASE? GREG: I'D BE HAPPY TO. BUT WHY? KEVIN: A SECURITY GUARD AT GENERAL HOSPITAL SAYS THAT ONE OF THOSE WOMEN MAY HAVE PLANTED THE BOMB THAT EXPLODED THERE A FEW DAYS AGO. GREG: YEAH, I SAW THAT ON THE NEWS. BUT WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH ME? KEVIN: THAT SAME WOMAN VISITED YOU REPEATEDLY CALLING HERSELF LARK. WOULD YOU TELL ME WHICH WOMAN IT IS? GREG: EENIE, MEENIE, MINEY, MO. KEVIN: WELL, THANK YOU VERY MUCH. GREG: THAT'S IT, DOC? KEVIN: THAT'S IT. YOU'VE BEEN A BIG HELP. GREG: NEXT TIME YOU BRING SOME PICTURES, ADD SOME BLONDS. I'M KIND OF PARTIAL. JULIE: NOW, WASN'T THAT MORE FUN THAN CLEANING YOUR ROOM? FRANK: SILLY QUESTION. [TELEPHONE RINGS] FRANK: PLEASE DON'T BE THE HOSPITAL. [RING] JULIE: HELLO. GREG: KEVIN COLLINS IS GETTING TOO CLOSE. JULIE: YOU'RE SURE? GREG: I CAN'T KEEP FEEDING HIM RED HERRINGS. HE'S TOO SHARP. JULIE: I WAS AFRAID OF THAT. GREG: IT'S TIME TO KILL THE ONE RESPONSIBLE FOR ALL THIS. JULIE: I UNDERSTAND. FRANK: WHO WAS THAT? JULIE: OH, THE HOSPITAL. THE LAPAROSCOPY I'M SCHEDULED TO PERFORM HAS BEEN MOVED UP. FRANK: WELL, YOU ARE IN THE MIDDLE OF A PRETTY SERIOUS PROCEDURE RIGHT HERE. JULIE: YOU'RE RIGHT. IT'S WAITED THIS LONG. IT CAN WAIT A FEW MORE MINUTES.