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The Mob Doctor

As long as you're in Chicago,
I own you. That's the deal.

When Grace was an undergrad
and you guys were still dating,

she thought you were gonna
pop the question.

She never said anything to me.

When you left,
I wrote you off, okay?

I'm sorry.

No!

You almost had me killed.

I want to make things right.

If you don't leave right now, I am
screaming for a cop.

I am a cop.

Get away from Constantine before
he takes you down with him.

I want out.
I don't owe you anything.

You pull me out now,

we lose our shot at taking out
this whole operation.

- You steering clear of Constantine?
- I tried.

Well, then, I guess there's only
one way for us both to get out.

That's to get back in.

Hello.

The auction is on Wednesday.

Are you looking
for anything in particular?

No. Just pulling together
some gift ideas for Santa.

You must have been very nice.

Actually,
can I tell you a little secret?

My Santa prefers naughty.

Zach and Marcus,
you're in clinic.

- Brett, you're on trauma call.
- Okay.

Grace, med-surg.

So, as is our tradition,

those stuck working
Christmas Eve

are invited to
the conference room at midnight

to hoist a cup of grandma's
famous non-alcoholic eggnog.

The rest of you,
keep your pagers handy.

The silly season is upon us.

Look who's under the mistletoe.

Awkward.

Always a pleasure to see you,
Mrs. Devlin.

You, too,
Dr. Robinson.

Um, see you at eggnog.

Ma, how did you
get into the I.C.U.?

I have my ways.

More important,
she has cookies.

And I made panforte
for your midnight party.

Oh, you didn't have to do that.

And paper plates.
And paper napkins.

And cinnamon and sugar.
Mix them together.

Sprinkle them on top
very lightly before...

I know how to do it.

Brett's an amazing young man,
in case you forgot.

And who breaks up right
before the holidays, anyway?

Thank you, peanut gallery,
but it was for the best.

Dr. Devlin
to the lobby information desk.

I have to go. I love you.
Thank you.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Thanks.

Hey.

Right over there.

I'm Dr. Devlin.
You had me paged.

Yeah.
I, uh... need a doctor.

And you are?

Smith.

Just call me "Smith."

Listen, I-I got a lot
of lower back pain,

and, uh, I just, uh,
need some meds.

All right, well, the E.R.
is just down that hall.

Listen, I'm not real good
at paperwork,

and I heard that you
see patients off the grid.

Look, I don't know who you are,

but I think
you've got the wrong doctor.

I didn't get your name
off a bathroom wall, hon.

I got it from a very discreet...
mutual friend.

You've got to help me.

Hang on. Hang on.
Hang in there.

Call a code.

Okay.

On 3, 2, 1.

Okay.

Full syncope workup. Cardiac
enzymes, chest X-ray, EKG.

Etomidate's in.
B.P. Stable at 90/60.

Devlin,
what are you doing here?

- You're not on trauma call.
- I'm covering for Brooks.

He's playing Santa in the peds unit.
Do you want me to call and get him?

Don't be ridiculous.
What's going on?

Guy syncoped in the lobby.

Who is he?
Said his name is Smith.

Check his pockets.

Good God.

Guess he was planning
some serious Christmas shopping.

Count it and tag it.
Keep me posted.

You get the numbers for the
St. Odilo's Christmas raffle?

10 for the church,
10 for the priest, and 5 for us.

Hot damn.
Merry Christmas.

Both of yous are going to hell.

Hey, Grace.
Merry Christmas.

This isn't okay, Constantine.

What's not okay?

Your buddy just showing up
at the hospital.

What's next,
a billboard on Wacker?

All right, relax

and tell me what the hell
you're talking about.

The guy you sent to me.
He called himself Smith.

Look, I didn't
send anybody to you.

What's he look like?

He's in his 50s,
black hair, blue eyes.

He's got a crown tattoo
on his arm.

All right,
his name's Russell King.

He's a very dangerous man,
Grace.

Well, if you didn't send him
to me, how did he get my name?

I got no idea.
I'll look into it.

It seems our old friend
Russell King is back in town.

What?
The boxing guy with the hair?

That's Don King, Cobatz.

Russell was
"The King of Maxwell Street."

Got into a beef
about an unsanctioned

jewelry-store job...
Al Trapani's turf.

His whole crew got whacked.

Last I heard, he landed
on his feet in Detroit.

He's number one over there.

Yeah, well, if he's back
in town, he's here to do a job.

If he's a skipper,
why is he still pulling jobs?

Because he likes the action.

Believe me, boss or no boss,
that never changes.

Find out
what the hell he's up to.

Grace,
thanks for meeting me here.

You sent King to me,
didn't you?

I tried to call you,
but you didn't answer your cell.

Well, then, you should have waited.
I couldn't.

Listen, my FBI handler wants me
hooked up with another crew.

Otherwise,
he's gonna pull me out.

King needs a guy.
That's me.

Job's tonight, Grace, assuming
you can fix up his back.

Well, he may have
more than a bad back.

Listen, I'm really sorry
you got blindsided by all this,

but it's my best shot.

Come on.

Put a smile on that face, huh?

It's Christmas.

I don't really feel like it.

You know,
I got a new apartment.

It's outside
of Constantine's radar.

Maybe, uh, stop by sometime.

I can't.

You sure?

Come on. What you and I had,
it's over.

I think
you're making a mistake.

All right, look, just, uh,
let's get Russell fixed up.

Get him out the door.

What?

Well, there may be a problem.

I thought King came from
Constantine, and I called him.

You called Constantine?

I thought he came from him.

Constantine thinks Russell's
back in town.

He uses him to come after me,
I'm a dead man.

Hey, hey, hey,
we'll get through this, okay?

We'll get through this.

I got to go.

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Deep breath, and exhale.

There you...

Good job.

Dad? What happened?

I thought you were
just getting back pills.

Your father passed out.

What?

You scared the hell out of me.

Come here.

I'm okay. I'm totally fine.
I really am. It's okay.

That's actually
the morphine talking.

I've got some cardiac concerns.

Well, I guess I'll have to
switch out the bacon and eggs

for oatmeal, okay?

Cholesterol doesn't actually
make you pass out.

It could be a change
in heart rhythm,

a chemical imbalance,

so I have to monitor you
neurologically,

do serial cardiac enzymes,
the whole thing.

Sounds like a ball.

Hmm.

Actually, we have
plans this evening.

Well, believe me,
I wish you were gone, too.

But you came in to see me,
so we are stuck with each other.

Hey, forget about tonight.
I can handle it.

At least just stay
for some tests, dad.

I'll do that for you.

I'll be back soon.

You go ahead
and set everything up.

You know what to do.

Yeah. I took the photos
and placed the beacon.

Hey, I had a good teacher.

Wind blew down a display
outside a toy store.

Vitals good, GCS 13, cranial
impalement from that antler.

We stabilized it best we could.

Open your eyes.

Can you squeeze my hands?

Non-responsive.

His name's Kyle Bennett.

What?

Kyle Bennett.

Do you know him?

No.

Dr. Robinson,
hold that antler rock steady.

Cut it off
an inch from his skin

so we can get a C.T.
to assess brain trauma.

- Call me when it's done.
- Okay.

Grace, you're up to assist.

Did something
just happen there?

If you're busy,
I can handle cutting this down.

- Okay. Thanks. I'll be right back.
- Okay.

Call engineering.
We're gonna need a hacksaw.

So, Grace was
in the doghouse with ma

on account of the fact

that she had lost
the Christmas shopping money

coming home from school.

So she comes to me,

and she asks me
if she can borrow 5 bucks,

and she says, "Mr. Alexander,
I want you to know"

"this is very important to me

and that I'm prepared
to pay the vig."

7 years old.
You believe that?

Hey. Um, Mr. Alexander
was just looking for you.

Hey, Grace, you mind
telling your friend

to call me Constantine, hmm?

So, Constantine,
uh, can I interest you

in making a contribution
to the pediatrics toy drive?

Absolutely.

I always did have a weakness
for kids.

There you go.

Thank you.

We'll talk later.

See you around.

I don't like you coming
to the hospital.

Grace, you know what my greatest
wish is for Christmas?

That you and I
can become better friends.

You know what happens
when someone sees us talking

and puts two and two
together, right?

I'm just here visiting
my old friend Russell King,

and you just happen to be
his doctor.

I don't like you coming
to the hospital.

It's a public place.

What room's he in?

Don't worry.

I'm not gonna do anything
to get you in trouble.

402. Make it fast.

Did you figure out
who referred Russell to you?

No.

Well, when you do, let me know.

If I don't see you,
Merry Christmas.

Hey. Russell King.

Long time, no see.

What brings you in
from Detroit, pal?

My daughter likes to go shopping
on the magnificent mile.

Kids nowadays, it's all they
care about is designer labels.

Yeah, entitlement.

They just don't understand
how hard it is to earn a buck.

So, I understand you rented out
a place in Riverview.

Yeah.

And that you put out
some feelers for a new driver.

I suppose on account of the fact
that your last one

wasn't quick enough
to dodge bullets, huh?

Anyway, that tells me
you're here to do a job, Russ.

What's that mean to you?

Well, maybe you haven't heard,

but I brought
the syndicate back.

No more
independent contractors.

You're here to pull a heist,

you've got to kick up
like everybody else.

I'll tell you three things.

Number one, I never
signed onto no syndicate.

Number two,
I'm pretty sure the loop

is uncontrolled territory.

Number three, you and I
are on the same rung...

Me in Detroit,
you in the South Side.

So, I guess you can just...
Fa-La-La yourself.

Eh, anyway, I thought I'd tell
you for old times' sake.

But I guess you're not planning
on ringing in the New Year,

are you?

You know, it's funny how
some people just never learn.

Got it off a friend.

Clean plates.
Runs fine.

Everything else?

It's in the back, all set.

Hey, listen. You're sure
we're good for tonight?

Your father's been...

We've been planning this thing
for a year.

If my father can't do the heavy
lifting, then I will. Come on, Amanda.

Look, I trusted you enough
to bring you in on this.

Now you've got to trust me.

Or what?

Like the time I got
my ass kicked five years ago

by the boyfriend
you told me was in Vegas?

It's Christmas.

You know, have a little faith.

Let's see it.

All right.

By tomorrow morning, I'll be
rich, and you'll be connected.

In theory.

We pick up the crew
in two hours.

You know,
I've got places to be,

and my father
will come through, Franco.

We have all the details covered,
so just sit back.

Enjoy the ride.

So, I bet you heard
I had a visitor, eh?

Yep.

Well, don't worry about it,

because nobody's gonna do
anything to me in a hospital.

Me and him just like
to shake it up a little bit.

Your cardiac enzymes
came back normal.

Well, that's terrific.
That means I can leave, right?

The radiologist looked
at your chest X-Ray,

and he saw
what may be a double shadow.

Well, I guess that's probably
twice as bad as a single shadow.

- Am I right?
- It could be nothing,

but I'd like to follow up
with a C.T. angiogram.

Well, I've got a few hours,
I suppose.

Um...

Russell, did you tell
Constantine who sent you to me?

What, do you think I don't know
what's what?

I think Franco's a nice kid.

I might even have a place
for him.

And the fact that Constantine hates
him is an added plus, right?

Wow.

You're pretty wised up
for a lady doctor, aren't you?

Give my daughter
a run for her money.

Mm, I'm sure,
but I, uh, like my day job.

Don't kid yourself.

So does she.

She had been working for me
since she was in high school.

If it wasn't for her,
I'd retire by now.

Just want to get a little bit
of wind under her wings

till she can fly on her own.

Look at me.

I sound like a big sap.

You know something?
At the end of the day...

we're all the same.

Me and Constantine...

We're fathers first.

Constantine has kids?

Maybe you ain't as wised up
as I thought you were.

Kyle,
this is Dr. White.

What happened?
Did I hit my head?

You have
a penetrating skull injury.

It's gonna need surgery.

Do you know where you are, Kyle,
and what day it is?

I'm in some hospital,

and it's...
It's Christmas Eve, I think.

Good. Well,
you're in Roosevelt Hospital.

What do you remember
about the injury?

Nothing. I don't...

I-it's Chicago.
I know that.

I just moved back here.
I got a job in a toy store.

What happened?

A holiday display fell on you,

and a piece of metal is embedded
in your brain.

It's Christmas, right?

Right.

What happened?
Did I hit my head?

Yes, and you're
going to need surgery.

Perseveration and amnesia are
common with this kind of injury.

They're usually temporary.

What happened?
Did... did I...

He's seizing.
Ativan, one IV!

Brain is swelling.
We've got to get the antler out.

Call Grace to scrub in now.

Did I pull you away
from anything important?

Cardiac patient.
No big deal.

Good.

I'm sorry.
This music's driving me insane.

- Can you shut it off, please?
- Thank God.

Grinches.

All right, Kyle,
we're in surgery now.

We woke you up
so you can help us identify

your speech, motor,
and sensory centers,

and we can remove
the antler safely.

Okay.

All right, I need you to tell me
what sensation you have

when I touch locations
in your brain with a probe.

My right leg feels tingly.

And now my right arm.

Ow, wow.
That light's really bright.

Kyle, are you okay?

Yeah,
it smells like Wrigley Field.

M-my dad
used to take me.

I can smell the...
The fresh-cut grass,

and
and the hot dogs.

And the sticky green benches.

Dr. White,
is something wrong?

No, no.
Uh, it's my magnifying loops.

Kathy,
could you wipe them, please?

Sure.

Thank you.

Uh, okay.

Where were we?

♪ Come, they told me ♪

♪ pa-rum-pa-pum-pum ♪

♪ a newborn king to see ♪

♪ pa-rum-pa-pum-pum ♪

♪ our finest gifts we bring ♪

♪ pa-rum-pa-pum-pum ♪

♪ to lay before the king ♪

♪ pa-rum-pa-pa-pum ♪

♪ pum-pa-pa-pum-pum ♪

♪ pum-pa-pa-pum ♪

- You see this angel up there
♪ - so to honor him ♪

A year ago,
she was headlining in Vegas.

♪ - Prurum... pumum-p ♪
- now she's singing for me.

♪ Where do we come ♪

Excuse us a second, ladies.

Here you go, sweetheart.
Right this way.

♪ - Little angel ♪
- Sit down, please.

♪ Pa-rum-paumum-pum ♪

We, uh, looked into
the situation with Russell King,

and Benny followed his daughter
from the hospital.

You were right.
You're looking at a score.

Show him the pictures.

Here she is at the back
of the Bandisi Auction House.

That makes sense.

They're holding a big auction
this week.

There's got to be at least $10
million worth of rocks there.

She's casing the joint
alright.

Guy I talked to said
she was there this morning.

♪ Um-pa-a-pum-pum ♪

What's with the road work?

Could be a coincidence.

The bastard figured out
a way to tunnel in,

and he's letting
the Chicago water department

do the heavy lifting.

That's what I figured, too,
so I reached out

to our union contacts
at the C.W.D.

Turns out
they're doing repairs.

They've got about two blocks
worth of water mains

being shut down tonight,
10:00 P.M., for about six hours.

I've got to hand it to Russell.

It's a great plan,

using the water main to get
into the auction house.

What do you want to do
about it?

I think I'm gonna go visit
our friends over at C.W.D.,

see if they can open up
the tunnel, you know.

Give Russell
a little Christmas surprise.

♪ I played my drum for him,
pa-rum-pa-pum-pum ♪

♪ I played my best for him ♪

♪ pa-rum-pa-pum-pum ♪

♪ pum-pa-pum-pum ♪

♪ pum-pa-pum-pum ♪

Hey.

Hey.

Do you have any idea
what's going on with Dr. White?

Chief of surgery doesn't usually
do bedside monitoring.

Yeah, he was weird
in the O.R., too.

Do you think something's
going on in his personal life?

He has one?

I always thought he came out
of the womb wearing a lab coat.

I'm gonna check on him.

Okay.

Is he doing okay?

Yeah. He's sleeping comfortably.
Vitals are stable.

Is everything okay?

I mean, I know
it's none of my business.

No, it's fine.

I had a son...
stepson, actually...

With the same name.

Kyle Bennett.

He would have been
about this age now

if he and his mother hadn't been
killed in a car crash.

Oh. I-I didn't know.

When his mother and I first got
together, it was tough on Kyle.

I was looking for a way to bond,
so I bought us Cubs tickets.

Did it work?

I was bored out of my mind the first
couple of games.

I mean, you know, I pretended,

but my head was stuck in surgery
right until the time

the Marlins hit a three-run
homer and screwed our season.

Kyle and I screamed
all the way home.

And I realized --
something had changed.

He taught me
how to love baseball,

and baseball taught me
how to love him.

And from then on...

...He was my son...

And the Cubs were my team.

So, when this Kyle mentioned
Wrigley Field...

Yeah, grief is a funny thing.

You think it's healed.

But once in a while,
the sutures get torn open.

I'm so sorry.

I appreciate it.

Grace, the radiologist said
Mr. Smith's angio is back.

Well, I'll see you at midnight.

Mm-hmm.

Hey.

Look who's back.

Is there anyone
I can call for you?

There was just my mom,
but she passed away.

Hmm.
So... here we are.

Russell King has
an abdominal aortic aneurysm.

It's leaking.

And a triple-a

would cause back pain,
chest pain, and syncope.

And when it blows,
he'll bleed to death in minutes.

I'll order an emergency
surgical consent form.

This is Dr. Devlin.

Would you mobilize
the cardiovascular team

and set up for cardiac bypass.

Oh, damn it.
He took off.

Looks like he left you a tip.

Yeah.
Put it in the toy drive.

Where are you going?

If I don't find him,
he's gonna die.

Hey.
It's not a good time.

You've got to get Russell
back to the hospital.

He's got an aortic aneurysm
that's about to rupture.

Whatever it is, it's gonna
have to wait an hour, maybe two.

The wall of his major artery's
about to rip open.

He doesn't have an hour or two.

- Tell me where you are.
- No way.

Franco, he's gonna die.

He's 100 feet into a water main
right now, all right?

I-I can't get to him.

Is that the doctor?
What's she want?

Your father's in trouble.

Listen,
the radios are out of range.

I can't contact him.

Whatever it is you are doing,

you have got to pull him out,
okay?

Tell me where you are,
and I will meet you.

I don't want you
involved in this.

I already am.
Tell me.

She wants to come down here.

Okay.

All right.

We're in a box truck around
Lower Wacker and Garland Court.

I'll go get him out.

Make sure we're in the right
spot before you cut the joist.

Okay.

I think we're good to go.

Go ahead. Cut it.

You okay, boss?

I'm fine.
Keep moving.

Russell!

Franco!
What are you doing here?

Sorry, man. I'm pulling the
plug. Grace says it's serious.

We're already practically
through the floor.

You want me to tell Amanda

that this is more important
than her having a father?

Hey.

It's me. Open up.

Grace,
they're in trouble.

Where are they? The valves are opening
along the part of the water main

that my father and the crew
are in.

Look. That's them. Those red
lights along the main are sensors.

They're supposed to be red.

That means that the main is
shut down and there's no water.

We're supposed to have
five more hours,

but they're flooding
chamber by chamber.

Constantine must be
trying to drown them.

Oh, my God.

Is this live?

Yeah, but I... I think
they're out of range.

Franco.

- Franco, can you hear me?
- Let me go back and finish!

No. Come on.
No way, man.

- We've got to get you out of here.
- Ohh!

Get him up. Why the hell
is the water running?

Franco, where are you?

Grace, I've got Russell.

You have to get out of there
right now.

- We're moving pretty fast.
- Well, move faster.

Constantine paid off
a C.W.D. crew to open the valve.

What? What, Grace?

The tunnels are filling up
with water right behind you.

- Constantine paid them off.
- Constantine?

Well, he must have figured out
what you were doing.

You have to get out of there
right now.

Let's go! Let's go!
They're flooding the tunnel!

Go!

Franco, can you hear me?

Dad?

Grace, the water!

You know, uh...
you're really good.

I sing a little myself.

My... uh, my ex-wife,
actually, she...

Let me get a triple scotch,
please.

- Excuse me.
- Yes, sir.

Well, how did it go
with the C.W.D. boys?

Yeah, they were
a little ticked off for a second

about having their Christmas
interrupted.

You know what I was thinking?

Russell King
doesn't make it tonight,

that'll leave a void
in Detroit.

To, uh, expansion opportunities
in the New Year.

To the Motor City.

Hey, boss.
Couple words for the boys?

Why not.

Fellas, as you all know,
we've had a good year.

I want to wish you and yours
a very Merry Christmas,

and if any of you guys
would care to join me right now,

I'm about to go
to midnight mass.

I mean,
if you can tear yourself away

from these beautiful ladies,
that is.

Anybody?
I didn't think so.

Salute!

Salute! Salute!
Salute! Salute!

Oh, my God.

Grace,
we're coming out.

Hey, come on.

Lift him up!

He collapsed, Grace.
He's out. Easy.

- All right.
- Dad! Dad! What's wrong with him?!

All right, lay him down.

We need to call an ambulance.
Okay, outside now.

We need space.

Get him in. Go! Go!
Come on! Move!

Stick this in that
and run it through.

All right.

Here.

All right. Run the saline
through as fast as possible.

- His abdomen is rock hard.
- What does that mean?

It means his aneurysm is blown, and he's
bleeding into his abdominal cavity.

His carotid pulse is weak
and thready.

We're losing him.

He's not gonna make it till
the ambulance gets here.

We have to
crack his chest open.

- Are you kidding me?
- Well, it's unsterile and it's unlikely,

but it's his only chance.

Stick the I.V.
Under his shoulder.

Put these on.

I'm gonna cut between his ribs

and get in
and squeeze his aorta closed.

If it works,
I'll buy us a few minutes

until the ambulance gets here.

You sure you can handle this?

Yeah. Yeah. Go ahead.

Get your fingers in...
On either side of the incision

and pull his ribs open.

It's as far as it goes.

No, it isn't.
Pull harder.

- Are you sure?
- Pull! Come on!

Oh, God!

I found the aorta.
I'm pinching it shut.

That was nasty.

Grab my cellphone
in my jacket pocket.

Speed-dial the S.I.C.U.

S.I.C.U. Flanigan.

Someone named Flanigan.

Okay. Tell him it's me.

We need the vascular team to meet us
in the ambo bay and to clear an O.R.

Yeah, I'm with Dr. Devlin. We need the
vascular unit to meet us in the ambo bay.

Who is this?

And clear an O.R.

Doctor?

Rupture triple-a.
Pressure on his thoracic aorta.

- Four liters of saline are in.
- Who's this patient?

Well, he donated 10 grand
to the toy drive,

and I think it would be nice
if we kept him alive.

You can explain yourself later.
Get him prepped.

Hey.
How'd the surgery go?

Sewed in an aortic graft.
Transfused 12 units.

That guy made it off the table.

Talk about a Christmas miracle.

Well, he's on every antibiotic
known to man.

I hope he doesn't get septic.

I didn't know
you could do that.

I spend a lot of time here.

So, what happened?

You do that
for Constantine Alexander?

It wasn't for him.
It was for Franco.

Look, I've had my share
of bad boys,

so I get the appeal, but...
and I say this with love...

You're a complete idiot.

Well, whatever you do,
don't hold back.

You've been looking for a guy
just like Brett,

and here he is, Grace.

I-I appreciate the advice,

but right now,
I can't deal with it, okay?

No.

You've worked your ass off
to get here,

and I'm not gonna let you
sabotage yourself

by making
these ridiculous choices.

Well, choice isn't exactly a
familiar concept at this moment.

You have choices.

You just need the guts
to make them.

My life is a murky mess,

and Brett
would never understand.

But Franco does.

I want to get some eggnog.

I heard you made
quite the impression downstairs.

Apparently, you on a gurney was
better than Santa on a sleigh.

Yeah,
that was, um, pretty crazy.

Uh, so, did you do
a stupid Secret-Santa thing.

Hey, Dr. Flanigan.

Did you hear we raised $12,000
for the toy drive?

Great.
Right in time for Kwanzaa.

Dr. Robinson,
you're wanted down in the E.R.

Caroler slipped on the ice.
Possible hip fracture.

Okay.
Be right there.

Um, Merry Christmas, Grace.

Yeah, you, too.

Would you like
some of my mother's panforte?

Fruitcake makes me gag.

So, you just happened upon
your eloped triple-a patient

and cracked his chest
in the field?

Lucky for him, right?

Real Christmas miracle.

Yeah, much like
the 11th-century nun

who, uh, miraculously devised
this very recipe,

drove away the devil
with its heavenly aroma.

Mmm.

I think I'll stick
with granny's eggnog.

Thank you for that.

Um, in your office, you have
all the baseball memorabilia.

Is that...
Is that 'cause of your son?

Yeah.

Feelings are tough,
but memories are good.

You okay?

Sure.

You move on. We have to.

We let new people
into our lives.

It's really quiet tonight.

You want to take off?

Okay. Thank you.

Merry Christmas.

Thank you.

Johnny?

Here, catch.

Good.

Reflexes within normal range.

Sammy Sosa, Kerry Wood,
Mark Prior?

How did you get this?

I operated
on the trainer's mom.

I want you to have it.

I'd wrap it, but I'm all thumbs

when it comes
to that kind of thing.

Are you kidding me?

Thank you.

What's on?

"Holiday."

Cary Grant.

You want to watch?

Yes. I do.

Say it.

Well, what's the idea
of spilling it so quickly?

Well, I-I'd have to tell
father. He'd never forgive me.

It could be such a swell,
guilty secret for awhile.

♪ I don't think Santa's
coming this year ♪

♪ 'cause I've been a bad,
a bad girl ♪

♪ I've made my bed ♪

♪ now I'm lying in it ♪

♪ without a care,
a care in the world ♪

♪ and I took his heart ♪

♪ I tore it apart ♪

♪ I left him outside
in the cold ♪

♪ I shot him down
in the middle of town ♪

♪ I left him outside
in the snow ♪

♪ I won't have no presents
this year ♪

♪ 'cause I've been a bad,
a bad girl ♪

♪ I've made my bed ♪

♪ now I'm lying in it ♪

♪ without a care,
a care in the world ♪

♪ and he took me in ♪

♪ he made me sin ♪

♪ and I never
want to go back again ♪

♪ maybe next year,
I'll be good ♪

♪ maybe next year,
I'll be better ♪

♪ maybe next year,
I'll be good ♪

♪ maybe next year,
I'll be better ♪

Father Xavier was
on his game tonight, boys.

Should have been there.

Maybe next year.
Hey, listen.

Uh, Russell King and his crew,
they got away.

That's all right.
Message sent.

You know,
Franco was there, boss.

If Franco crewed up
with Russell,

it's, uh...
it's gonna be challenging.

That's all right.
I like a good challenge.

You know, there was someone else
there with him.

Grace.

She helped Franco with Russell.

Want me to go find her,
bring her in to see you?

No.

I'll deal with Grace
in my own time.

It's Christmas, boys.

Everybody deserves
one night of peace.