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(panicked, overlapping chatter)

Brandon, talk to me. It's okay, baby.

We're at the hospital now.

Everything's gonna be okay.

You're gonna be okay.

Tell me what you've got. Gunshot to the abdomen.

Blood pressure's 80 over palp. Pulse is 120.

She's in shock. Let's get her to Trauma One.

Do you have allergies? No, she doesn't.

Are you taking any medications? No, she isn't.

You have to let us work here.

Do you have any past medical problems? Please!

Brandon, don't leave me. I want a pulse ox

and a monitor. Brandon! Brandon!

W need a second IV, a hematocrit

and get her blood typed and crossed.

NURSE: Cardiologist.

On three. Ready.

One, two, three.

Hey, is she gonna be okay?

I-I told them that she doesn't have any allergies.

That's right, isn't it? I...

Oh, my God.

Pulse ox is 88% and corrolating.

Spun crit is 30.

Let's hang two units O negative.

Call the OR. Tell them we're coming up

for an exploratory laparotomy,

and I want an orthopedist standing by. Let's go!

How is she?

She's in very serious condition.

She's gonna be okay, isn't she?

A surgeon has been called in,

and as soon as he's finished,

I'm sure he'll come and talk to you.

Excuse me,

I'm Detective Woods, LAPD.

I'd like to ask you all a few questions.

We're a little preoccupied right now.

Can we deal with this later?

No, we can't.

Not if you want to catch the chump

who did this.

Come on.

I'll expense the coffee.

MAN: Code D in four.

DONNA: She would never hurt anyone.

She's the kindest person that I know.

You said you got a good look at the car, right?

We'd just gotten back from Hawaii.

We celebrated her birthday there.

You'd said it was a two-door.

Four-door. Definitely a four-door.

Can you describe the passengers?

STEVE: Three white kids.

Uh, two with black hair.

One blond.

Their age?

Mid-20s.

There were two of them.

They were tall and thin.

Hispanic, maybe.

And how many shots were fired?

Two. One.

Well, actually the truth is,

after the first shot, I really don't remember too much.

WOODS: And the shooter?

Short and stocky.

NOAH: A teenager, I'd say.

18, probably.

19 tops.

Did you get any kind of look at his face?

Dark eyes. Almost black.

Narrow, crooked nose.

Thin lips, small teeth.

Hispanic?

No, white.

Early 20s.

Wearing jeans and a dirty blue T-shirt.

Five-nine, probably 160.

You know it was pretty dark out there.

You sure of your description?

Absolutely.

Anything else?

Yeah.

You put him in front of me,

I'll kill him.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(siren wailing)

WOMAN (over PA): Dr. Seaver to OR 2.

Dr. Seaver to OR 2.

(overlapping chatter)

(exhaling)

Uh... uh...

(sighs)

WOMAN (over PA): Dr. Elliot Schwartz to OR 4.

Dr. Elliot Schwartz to OR 4.

Where is she?

Where's my baby? Jackie, she's...

she's still in surgery. How could this happen?

Could somebody please tell me how this could happen?

You're here with Miss Taylor?

Yes, I'm her mother.

How is she?

The operation went well.

Bullet fragments punctured your daughter's

small intestine in two places.

I cut out the damaged sections

and stitched together the injury free portions.

So she's okay?

A bullet fragment also lodged in Kelly's thigh,

severing an artery.

That was also reattached.

What's the bottom line, Doc?

She should be fine.

Great.

When can we see her?

She's sedated and should sleep until morning.

You've all had a long night.

I suggest you go home and get some rest.

You can see her tomorrow. There's some paperwork

for you to fill out. I'll walk you over

to Admitting. Okay.

Come on, man,

I'll give you a ride. Ah, that's all right,

I think I'm gonna stay here.

No, come on. Doctor's orders.

Maybe we should all stay.

No, no, you guys go ahead. I'll be fine.

Sure?

Yeah, yeah, positive.

Bran, will you call us with any news?

I sure will.

All right, man.

See you, guys. Bye.

Can you give me a lift to the marina?

Yeah, definitely.

NAT: Hey.

Kid's got colic, wife's got the flu,

and I got a waitress that quits the week before school starts.

Thank God it's almost closing time.

You haven't heard?

What, about your Hawaiian visit? Happily, no.

A news report from paradise I don't need right now.

Oh, man, am I psyched to see you.

And you would be?

Jack Hooper, KEG rush chairman,

feebly following your gargantuan footsteps.

Yeah, look, now's not a good time all right, man?

Check it out, see,

me and the guys got a couple pledges over there, right?

Not now. I'm sorry.

Come on, man, just give me two minutes, all right?

They're leaning toward to Sigma Chi.

I said no.

JACK: Yeah, well, thanks for nothing.

Some alumni rep you are.

So, uh, what didn't I hear?

Kelly was shot.

What? Is she all right?

Yeah, she's gonna be fine.

I just stopped by to the Peach Pit After Dark, but it's locked.

I wanted to get a drink. Do you have the keys?

Yeah. Wh-What happened?

I mean did they get the son of a...

Just-- can I have the keys?

(key jangling)

Sure. Side door. Thanks.

All right, my man,

I knew you wouldn't leave me hanging like that.

You know Moe, Larry and Curly, right?

And this is Charlotte Campbell.

C.U.'s answer to Michael Jordan.

Right, so, these

are the lowly worms who need to know how joining KEG

is gonna change their lives.

KEG's not gonna change your lives

one bit, boys.

Nice.

Real inspirational.

But if you care to taste a drink

that's gonna make your eyes burn,

your tongue hang out and your memory fade,

then follow me.

Otherwise, have a nice life.

What?

What's wrong?

Nothing.

(sighs)

I guess, um, part of me

just expects to open the door,

find Kelly standing there on the other side.

Come here.

Life is so fragile.

It's things like this that make you realize

how much we take for granted, you know.

Yeah.

So, I noticed that you left your suitcase in the car.

Donna, we discussed this already.

And I promised to tell my parents about us.

I will.

Well, I'm not moving in until you do.

(car engine roaring)

NOAH: We're here. Pull over.

Well, I thought you wanted to look out over the city.

I do.

Well, the turnout's up there.

Uh, the house we're going in is right there.

Nice.

Of course, I prefer New England Colonial style myself.

You know, white with black shutters, snow falling.

Your basic currier and ives.

So, whose house is this anyways?

I have no idea.

Okay.

All right, come on, we're gonna get caught.

Maybe.

Okay, you've had your fun.

Look, we're gonna get arrested for trespassing.

It seems peaceful, doesn't it?

(distant car horns honking)

You know, you read about people getting shot,

but you never think it's gonna be somebody you know.

The City of Angels.

What a joke, huh?

Are you one?

Hardly.

That's good.

So why are we doing this?

Because we're not supposed to.

(heart monitor beeping)

I talked to the detective about what happened.

He said you tried to protect her.

(sighs) I mean, I...

I confronted them,

one of them, and...

and then they drove away.

I mean, I heard the car drive away,

and then I heard it turn around

and then all of a sudden,

the window came down

and he started firing.

He didn't even slow down.

Have you told Erin yet?

How do you explain something like this to a six-year-old?

Mel's waiting for my call.

Did you hear the good news?

You're gonna be okay.

(sighs)

Kel, I am so sorry.

If I hadn't been so stupid

and stood up to those guys...

...none of this would be happening right now.

(heart monitor beeping)

Hi.

Hi.

How are you feeling?

Mm...

I don't know yet.

Am I gonna be all right?

The doctor expects a complete recovery.

I guess we should tell the nurses

they have a patient to take care of.

No.

No, not yet.

I just want to be alone with you.

DAVID: You'll tell Kelly why I can't come by, right?

Yeah, as soon as I get to the hospital.

She probably shouldn't have too many visitors

this morning anyway.

David, she's gonna understand.

The After Dark's reopening tonight.

You have to get things taken care of.

(sighs)

(knocking on door)

I'm gonna stop by this afternoon.

Well, just take your time.

Tonight's a big night.

You want it to be a success.

(insistent knocking)

Who is that?

Oh... Mom!

What a surprise.

Jackie called me.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Well, I mean fine, considering

what happened. It must have been awful.

It was.

I mean, awful.

Poor thing.

I wish you'd come to the house last night.

To think of you here all by yourself after what happened--

I just can't imagine.

I'm sure you can't.

Mom, can you excuse me for a second?

Okay, my mom's here.

Oh, really?

Tell her I'll be right out.

Well, that's not funny.

Donna, relax.

Come on, what's the worst thing that could happen?

Oh, uh, I could burn in hell.

Okay, what's the second worse thing that could happen?

Donna, I thought you said you were gonna come clean today.

Yeah, I did, and I will,

but not with you hiding here in my bedroom.

So will you please just go hide in my closet?

I don't want to hide anywhere.

Please!

No, not unless you promise to tell her.

Sweetheart?

(gasps)

Donna, I know you're upset,

but, honey, you don't have to hide it from me.

Huh? What? Oh, no.

I'm, I'm not hiding anything. I...

was just grabbing some clothes.

(sighs)

FELICE: Donna, I know you.

It feels like you're holding something back.

You're right.

Um... I am.

And mom, it's, uh...

It's something that's gonna upset you.

I...

got fired from my job in Hawaii.

(sighing): Oh, honey.

He was average.

Five-nine, a hundred and fifty

pounds, a hundred and fifty-five.

He had, um... dark eyes and this really...

thin, evil smile.

Brandon, we're putting together a lineup.

I want you to come down, see if you can ID the guy.

Yeah, sure, just give me a minute here, will you?

Yeah, I'll be outside.

Oh, you know,

I went to Intensive Care first.

They told me that they had to kick you out.

I'm glad you're doing better.

Thanks.

Did good.

You okay with this?

I just couldn't face him.

I'm looking forward to it.

I'll see you, baby.

JACKIE: Before you guys go,

would you mind getting your blood typed?

The head nurse says that Kelly's AB negative

which is very rare.

And they don't have a supply, so if there's an emergency...

Yeah, no problem.

Ah, still in bed?

Gosh, you'd think you'd been shot or something.

Looks like you took a few shots yourself, big man.

Yeah, baker's dozen or so.

Flaming, of course.

And I am still standing.

Barely.

FELICE: Could you stand taking Erin

to her soccer practice this afternoon?

She loved being with you last week.

20 screaming six-year-olds?

Okay. Why not?

We were really worried about you, Kelly.

DAVID: What do you mean the corporate account's overdrawn?

I know I haven't made any deposits lately

but I haven't made any withdrawals either.

The club has been closed.

Four kegs, three in the back,

one under the bar already tapped.

Thanks.

Okay, there's, there's gotta be some mistake.

I'm sorry, is there something else?

Boss says the delivery is COD.

Let me call you back.

16th street, Food and Liquor, right?

Last I checked.

See, I don't understand.

My account has never been cash on delivery.

Boss says you're late on some payments.

What is this, National Dump On The Little Guy Day?

You know, the least you could've done was leave a note

saying, "Had a great time.

Will call."

I had a great time.

Toss me that sheet?

Sheet?

The line, the rope.

MAN: Tie it up. I'll be right over.

WOMAN: All right!

(over radio): ♪ 'Cause when the blues come

♪ In the morning ♪

♪ Oh, they hang around all day... ♪

You going somewhere?

Going back to Hawaii or something?

Just a little toot around the harbor.

Want to come?

You know, people say I'm reckless,

but you definitely take the prize.

That's why you should stay away from me.

So you're doing me a favor now?

It's on the refrigerator door.

What?

The note I left you.

Well, what'd it say?

See ya.

Look, a terrible thing happened last night.

We were looking for comfort.

And, uh, things went too far.

You know, you can be honest with me.

Is there somebody else?

I like you.

I want you to come for a ride.

No, thanks.

You've already taken me for one.

Come on.

(groans)

Ow!

If that little halfback shoves him again,

I'm gonna take her out myself.

Go left! Go left!

No, go right! Go right!

Carly, why don't you take it down a notch.

Keep the energy, just quieter, please.

Like the fiery yet smooth tequila you downed last night?

Do we know each other this well?

Sure.

I mean, after all, you did get me fired.

You smell nice.

Yeah, well, you look like hell.

I didn't get any sleep last night.

Oh, let me guess.

Uh, legs up to here.

Brainpower down to... well, you know where.

You see her across a crowded bar--

a sports bar, of course--

and she's standing in front of the TV,

so you figure, "Ha, what the heck?"

Two birds with one drink, right?

So you pull her aside,

clearing the screen for better viewing.

You pretend to listen to her life story,

all the while keeping your eye on...

the score.

So, did you?

You are so wrong.

Uh-huh. What was her name?

Kelly.

Took you a little while to get it, but you got it.

That-that's pretty good.

She's one of my oldest friends.

Hmm.

This random freak thing happened.

Couple of guys trying to steal a car.

She got shot.

If this is a lie, I'll rip you in half.

I wish it were.

She just got out of Intensive Care.

I feel like an idiot.

Why didn't you tell me before?

I was trying to.

But I wouldn't shut up.

Look, about that job...

I know a place that's looking to hire.

I think you'll really like it there.

That's really nice of you, but you really don't have to.

I want to.

Hi.

Hi.

I promised myself I wasn't going to do this.

(sniffles)

I, uh... I saw your mom in the hallway.

She said you're doing good.

I am, silly, so there's no reason to cry.

Come in here.

I'm just happy to see you.

Me, too.

Oh, my purse.

Yeah, no one, uh...

no one picked it up last night.

So I grabbed it, and I got your makeup case,

a few magazines for you.

News from the outside.

(laughs)

I'm so tired of talking about myself.

Sit down. Tell me something about you.

Well, my mom completely freaked out

when I told her I got fired in Hawaii.

No surprise.

Go on.

My dad immediately lined up another interview for me.

Some patient of his that's a fashion designer.

He calls her "real hip".

No, he didn't.

Oh, he's so cute.

Oh, please.

His idea of real hip is designer sweat suits.

And on the home front?

I had a chance to tell my mom

about David and me moving in together,

and I couldn't.

You know what?

This...

is my key to the beach apartment.

I want you to give it to David, okay?

Well, David's not going to move in until I talk to my parents.

Then talk to them.

Donna, last night,

when we were walking to the car, I told Brandon I loved him.

Then I got shot, and all I

could think about when I was lying there in his arms

was how happy I was that I told him.

And I'm lying there and I'm bleeding,

and I think I'm dying,

and even though he's heard me say "I love you"

probably a thousand times,

all I can think

is how happy I am that I told him one more time.

(sighs)

We think we can wait on things.

Even important things.

We can't.

Number one, step forward.

DETECTIVE WOODS: Turn to the side.

That's him: number four.

You sure?

Positive.

WOODS: Put number four in lockup

and release all the others.

Thank you very much for coming down.

If we need anything else, we'll be in touch.

WOODS: Brandon, you did your job.

Now let us do ours.

KELLY: Okay.

I love you, too.

Bye.

Brandon made a positive identification.

Oh, that's great. They're charging the guy

with attempted murder.

DAVID: Hi.

Am I interrupting?

Mmm. Thank God.

Come in.

Oh, they're beautiful.

You... mm...

are looking much better.

Thank you.

Donna says you're very busy.

Thanks for coming.

Ah. FELICE: Yes, it sounds

like you have a lot going on.

Does it? DONNA: You know, at the club,

with you reopening it and everything.

And that's all you told them?

(laughing): Is there more?

No, I guess not.

Well, I hear there's a sale at Burnett's.

Mm. Bye, Mom.

(chuckles) May I look in on you later?

Yes.

Okay.

Good luck, David.

Dr. Martin and I wish you

great success. Thank you.

Bye.

Bye.

I thought you weren't going to push.

Well, excuse me. I'd like to come out of the closet.

Look, it's my mother.

I'll tell her when I'm ready.

Uh, Donna, I... No, you know what?

I'm sorry. We shouldn't be doing this here.

You know where I stand.

I have to get to my interview.

Bye.

Bye.

Thanks.

Nat Bussichio, this is Carly Reynolds.

Oh, hi. Nice to meet you. Hi.

Steve tells me you're looking for a job.

That's right. If you need any ref...

Can you start today? That's it?

I'm hired?

Well, if he vouches for you,

that's good enough for me.

Listen, let me get through this rush, and then, uh,

we'll come back and talk, okay? Great, yeah.

Okay. Thanks. Thank you.

Sure.

Well, what can I say?

How about yes? To a date.

Uh, Steve...

Well, as a fallback...

perhaps, ice cream!

I want chocolate! I want strawberry!

Ah. You can have ice cream

as soon as you finish your broccoli, okay?

And here I thought you didn't know how to celebrate.

Ah... is that Brad Pitt?

(laughing)

Not even...

close... ah.

Very funny for a six-year-old.

Well, I'm very young at heart.

(laughing)

You know, I have to say,

I thought I had you figured right off.

Most people do; then they see

that I'm a deep, richly textured intellectual.

(laughs)

So, tell me, when you're not getting people

fired and hired, what exactly do you do?

Well, I just graduated from CU.

Mm. Define "just."

Three months ago.

But, in that time, I... I've gotten involved

with some very interesting, very cutting-edge things.

Uh, I'm a, um...

I'm, I'm, um...

Uh, I'm a sports agent.

And there's one of my clients right now.

Excuse me.

So, how you feeling?

When I get feeling back, I'll let you know.

Well, listen, there's some big things going on

at the Peach Pit After Dark tonight.

I can get you on the guest list if you'd like.

Promise a little hair of the dog?

Ah. Bullmastiff.

You know, I was just thinking you're a junior now,

you're probably thinking about the WNBA,

the Olympics, about representation.

I've been thinking about all that since junior high.

Well, when it comes time for you to look for an agent,

keep me in mind, okay?

Thanks.

Miss Schulze?

Do you have any idea how busy I am?

No, but I can come back.

We did $75 million last year, a hundred million

this year and, according to this projection, we're going to do

$125 million next year.

Towel.

Did my assistant show you our catalogue?

Yes, while I was waiting.

Everything looks great.

(scoffs) Then you have terrible taste.

Excuse me?

Our clothes are hideous.

They're boxy, bland-- boring!

I, um, I-I thought

you said you were doing well.

Apparently, hideous is in.

Oh.

Come on, cut the bull.

Tell me what you really think.

Okay, well, um,

the designs aren't, uh...

you know, um, exactly what I would do.

In other words, you wouldn't be caught dead wearing them.

Well, I wouldn't take it that far.

I'd wear some of them.

You know, around the house or...

Well, not when I knew anyone was coming over, but...

Well... congratulations.

You're way too stylish to work here.

No, I'm not.

Please, I can do boxy.

I can do bland.

I can do whatever you need.

Of course you can, but why would you?

Because I need a job.

Did I mention how busy I am?

Did I tell you that making clothes

for the masses leaves me

exactly no time to tend to my own needs?

Did I tell you that my closet's in crisis?

I'm, uh, sorry. I think.

I need someone with taste to buy my clothes.

Be my fashion eyes and ears, so to speak.

Interested?

In working directly for you?

In being my personal shopper.

I-I... I don't know.

Is it yes or no?

Can I take it part-time

until something involving design opens up?

It's a yes.

Good.

And a thank you.

(indistinct chatter)

Wow, the band sounds great.

It's too bad it's not a bigger crowd.

I'm sure it'll pick up.

Yeah, I'm not worried.

It's okay, Ron.

Hi.

Enjoy the club, ladies.

I know this doesn't sound very agent-like,

but you look great.

Oh, thanks.

And, uh, for the invite and the free pass.

Place is really happening.

Yeah, it will be.

Just like you.

If you stick with me.

Oh, you just don't quit, do you?

Well, that's what's going to make me a great agent.

Oh, Steve, I know you're going through a tough time

with your friend in the hospital,

and for you to think of me like this...

Well, I just don't think I've had the chance to properly

thank you.

Well... Carly! Hey!

How's it going?

Well, things are slow, next door anyway.

Uh, Carly's a waitress next door.

Charlotte's a client.

Potential client.

Tonight, I'm just an honored guest.

Right.

Well, I should be getting back.

Hey, hey, what's wrong?

Please, I have to go.

You know about that thing you asked me, you know, the date?

Well, the answer is no.

Operator, I've tried her direct line twice.

I can't get an answer. Could you try it for me?

Yeah, it's room 305.

Thanks.

(phone ringing) She had a sudden shortness of breath,

blacked out; X-rays are on the way.

B.P. is 70 over palp.

Heart rate's 140, she's desaturated

down to 80 percent. She's got JVD.

Right side of her heart's totally distended.

It's a pulmonary embolus. (ringing continues)

She's post-op and if we use a thrombolytic,

she'll bleed through her wounds. Let's get her in surgery.

Now!

(ringing continues)

Hello.

Kel, is that you?

Who is this?

This is Kelly's boyfriend.

I brought her in last night.

Could you just tell her it's Brandon on the phone?

Kelly's developed a complication.

She's been taken up into emergency surgery.

Wait a minute. What are you talking about?

Listen, I can't talk right now.

You should just come down here.

(slams phone down)

A pulmonary embolus?

A blood clot that passed through Kelly's heart

and lodged in her lungs.

But you got it out, right?

We restored blood flow to her lungs.

So she'll be okay, right?

We were able to find a donor with her blood type...

That's Noah.

...which should help a great deal.

But for a short time, Kelly's brain was deprived of oxygen.

We won't know for sure

what damage, if any, she suffered until she wakes up.

(blues music playing)

I'm sorry about this morning.

Peace offering.

(gasps)

Where did you find this?

Well, if you must know,

the hospital gift shop was selling them.

It's beautiful.

Yeah, uh, David went to the hospital

when Steve called with the news.

So I'm kind of closing up for him.

You guys sure look after each other.

You're lucky to have that.

What, and you don't?

I love your taste in music.

(volume increases)

Yeah, growing up I had these neighbors

who loved to play the blues.

You know, like Joe Turner and Billie Holiday

and Muddy Waters.

I would lie in bed

and listen to the songs with the windows open

over and over again.

There was a lot of sadness at my house.

♪ ...ridin' on the night ♪

♪ But right here beside me ♪

♪ I've got it figured out ♪

♪ I knew when I first met you ♪

♪ You knew what I was all about. ♪

I just can't stop thinking if this had happened to you...

(shudders)

(sighs)

You were right...

in the apartment.

There was something that I wasn't telling you.

David and I...

we, um...

Oh, sweetheart, whatever it is, just, just say it.

We want to live together.

I see.

We've put a lot of thought into it.

We both agree that it's time.

Obviously, he's pressuring you.

It's what I want.

Is he pressuring you to have sex?

He doesn't have to.

We love each other.

I don't want to talk about this. Mom...

I waited until I was in a committed relationship.

I said I don't want to talk about this.

But, Mom,

it was...

it was so loving.

So romantic.

It was perfect.

And I'm that proud that I waited so long.

I don't feel any guilt.

I wish that you could be happy for me.

I'm sure that you do.

Hey, any update?

No, nothing yet.

Hi.

Hey, um, will you walk with me?

Please?

Yeah.

So I talked to my mom.

You did?

Yeah. It didn't go so well.

Before we get into this...

I want you to know

I'm really proud of you for doing it.

Thanks.

All right, give me the blow by blow.

Okay, um...

I told her we wanted to live together.

And she said?

Nothing... at least

not until I told her we'd slept together.

You did? You didn't.

Wow.

Whew, I'm really glad you had this conversation

in a hospital; did she check in?

(laughs) David...

I'm sorry it went so badly.

Aren't you glad it's out in the open, though? I mean...

David?

Tell me the truth.

Are we committed to each other or not?

Donna...

Just tell me.

Of course we are.

Well then, the answer is "yes."

I am glad that it's out in the open.

No more sneaking around.

No more secrets.

BRANDON: I picked up our pictures from Hawaii.

Here we are on the beach.

This is the group shot we took at the luau.

Ah, Steve's glow in the dark sunburn.

And this is the model that used him as a night-light.

(heart monitor beeping)

This is the picture

that Donna took of the two of us at the luau.

The "posterity shot."

Remember?

She threatened to use it as an invitation

for the party she wants to throw

for our 50th wedding anniversary.

I'm trying really...

really hard to be strong here, Kel.

Losing you once was hard enough.

I don't know if I could take it a second time.

You got to come back to me.

(sighs)

Kel?

(click)

NURSE (over intercom): Can I help you?

Yeah, it's, uh, it's Kelly.

I think she's waking up.

Kel?

Hi.

Boy, am I glad to see you.

How you doing?

Who are you?