I fight death every day. The ones I lose make me meaner and tougher for the next time.

— Reid (to Katie)

Transcript | 22 January 2010

Reid examines Noah and decides to go ahead with the surgery, but just before surgery, he realizes that multiple surgeries will be required and he throws in the towel. Noah blames Luke for driving Reid away. While attempting to leave Memorial, Reid crashes Luke’s car into the back of Kim’s car.

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HappyInChintz72’s Reid Oliver Story Part 4 and Part 5
Anthony D Langford January 22, 2010 Part 1 and Part 2

START: Reid Oliver Story Part 4, ADL January 22 Part 1

[Luke and Noah in Noah’s hospital room. Luke is sitting at Noah’s bedside]

Luke: Look, he can’t be far. I’ll take –

Luke: [Reid enters Noah’s hospital room] Finally! I’m sorry. I — I didn’t — I did not mean for it to come out that way. It’s just we didn’t know where you were.

Reid: Even hostages have to eat, Mr. Snyder. I was down in the cafeteria consuming something that called itself "Lunch." But there’s nothing like those orange plastic trays to remind you of botulism.

Luke: Have you had a chance to look at Noah’s file?

Reid: I did.

Noah: So? What happens next?

Reid: Since Mr. Snyder dragged me here to Oakhay, Illinois — which is, by the way, the most self-satisfied white-bread community I have ever seen and home of the world’s most unappealing grilled-cheese sandwich —

Luke: Okay, okay. We get it. You don’t like it here. What does that mean for Noah?

Reid: It means let’s do this now and get it over with. It’s time to make a blind man see.

[Luke, Reid, Noah in Noah’s hospital room]

Luke: Wait. You want to operate on Noah today?

Reid: I want to be drinking a beer back in Texas, but I’m prepared to operate.

Luke: But he just had lunch. You — you can’t eat and then go under anesthesia.

Reid: Really? I hadn’t heard that.

Luke: So what, you’re just going to walk in there and perform brain surgery?

Reid: Why not?

Luke: Well, do you know anyone here?

Reid: You mean besides you?

Luke: Look, is this even safe?

Reid: Look, I’m not crazy about the idea of working with a new staff in a backwards operating room, but a brain is a brain. I’m willing to take a crack at it if you are, Noah.

Luke: And you really think that you’re going to help him?

Reid: Isn’t that why you kidnapped me?

Luke: He’s not ready.

Noah: Luke, I can speak for myself. Dr. Oliver, I’m ready. I’ve been ready since the day I had my accident.

Reid: You might want to pass that message along.

Noah: Look, I told you, I’m calling the shots. If you want to do the surgery today, great. Let’s do it. The sooner, the better.

Reid: Right on.

[Reid leaves the room and sees Bob and Kim in the hospital corridor]

Reid: [To Bob] You. You look important.

Bob: Excuse me?

Reid: If there’s such a thing as an operating room in this hospital, I need one now. Along with your top neuro team, a Midas, a b-one foot plate, and an IGS system, which I pray to God is not considered an antique.

Bob: Who are you? What are you doing in my hospital?

[In corridor outside of Noah’s hospital room.]

Luke: Dr. Hughes, this is Dr. Reid Oliver. He’s the neurologist from Dallas who’s coming to see Noah. Um, Bob is the chief of staff here.

Reid: And naturally, you’re on a first-name basis.

Bob: Oh, Dr. Oliver, yes. Now I remember. I, uh, signed a waiver giving you temporary privileges. But I had no idea that you were going to perform surgery, especially not today.

Reid: Well — now you do. [Reid turns away and enters Noah’s room.] Did you sign the consent yet?

Noah: No. No one gave it to me.

Luke: I have it here.

Noah: Give — give it here, Luke.

Luke: You need to think about this first, Noah.

Noah: I want my sight back. He can make that happen. What’s there to think about?

Luke: I don’t know, like, um — like do you have a living will?

Reid: There’s a directive attached to the surgical consent. Read it to him.

Luke: [Speaking to Reid.] Look, I understand that this doesn’t matter to you, but he’s about to undergo a huge operation. I don’t want you pressuring him with the time constraints.

Reid: Wow. You were in such a rush when you dragged me out here.

Noah: It is not his decision to make. It’s mine.

[Bob opens the door to Noah’s room and is standing in the doorway]

Reid: Great. So are we going to do this, or has this all been a complete waste of time?

Bob: Dr. Oliver, a word with you in private? [Bob and Reid leave Noah’s room and converse in the corridor.]

Reid: Is the operating room booked?

Bob: Dr. Oliver, you’re asking this young man to make a decision that will affect the rest of his life.

Reid: Yeah, I’m the one doing the asking.

Bob: And there’s no guarantee that your procedure will work, and there is a significant chance that it could make his condition worse.

Reid: He’s already blind. How much worse could it get?

Bob: Look, Doctor, maybe your chief in Dallas puts up with your arrogance because you’re good with a scalpel —

Reid: I’m the best, actually.

Bob: But this is my hospital, and I’m not about to sign off on this surgery unless I’m satisfied that Noah knows what to expect when he wakes up.

Reid: Because his boyfriend is a family friend, or maybe a donor?

Bob: The patient and his partner are under-informed. They’re scared to death, and I don’t blame them.

Reid: You really think a litany of worst-case scenarios is going to make him feel any better?

Bob: My hospital, my rules. Now, you go back in there and reassure your patient. And then if you get him to sign a consent, you bring it to me, and my staff will do everything they can to assist you. [Reid goes back into Noah’s room]

Luke: He’s back.

Reid: Noah, I’m not going to lie to you about this surgery. There are serious risks.

Noah: Like death?

Reid: Yes. That’s a possibility. But, Noah, you need this surgery if you’re ever going to see again. Obviously, I can’t guarantee the results of the surgery, but if you want your vision back, I’m the best man for the job.

[The scene continues at Noah’s bedside.]

Reid: There’s nothing more that anybody can tell you about this procedure. You either trust me or you don’t.

Noah: I trust you. I want the surgery.

Luke: Yeah, but you don’t have to do it today, Noah.

Noah: I — I want to do this now. I — I’ve got to do this to get my life back.

Luke: But you have your life.

Noah: I have a life. It’s not mine. So please, will you — will you just help me sign the consent form? [Luke helps Noah sign the consent form by placing the pen in his hand and directing his hand where to sign. Luke gives the completed form to Reid.]

Reid: Okay. Let’s do this. [Reid takes the signed consent, dashes out of the room and hands it to Bob]

Reid: It is signed.

Bob: Thank you.

Reid: Now I need an O.R. and a full staff, your best people. It would help if they’d been to medical schools sometime within the last 30 years.

Bob: My chief of neurology is bringing his team in. Uh, he’s aware of you and would like to observe.

Reid: As long as it’s clear to everyone that I’m in charge of the O.R. No back-seat driving.

Bob: Won’t be a problem.

Reid: Better not be.

[Kim joins Bob in the hospital corridor outside of Noah’s room]

Kim: What an ego. I wouldn’t let that guy anywhere near me, even if my life depended on it.

Bob: Yes, you would. He is unbearable, but I’m told he’s a genius. Besides, you’d be sedated.

[Luke sitting at Noah’s bedside]

Luke: How scared are you?

Noah: Very. Not as scared as I am of being blind the rest of my life.

Luke: Well, I’m not going to let that happen. You believe me, don’t you? [Smiles wanly]

Noah: I’m starting to. [Luke and Noah kiss. The door opens and Reid enters the room. Reid sees them kissing]

Reid: Okay, Noah. Tell your boyfriend you’ll see him later, ’cause you will.

[Luke, nervously pacing in front of Noah’s room. Bob and Kim arrive]

Bob: Luke, listen, this surgery’s going to take hours. Why don’t you get out of here, get something to eat?

Luke: I’m not really hungry.

Bob: Well, take a walk with us.

Kim: Yes.

Bob: I mean, the hospital will let us know if there’s any news.

Luke: Okay. But only for a couple of minutes.

Bob: Good.

[Reid, dressed in scrubs, approaches Luke and Bob]

Luke: [Surprised] What are you doing out here already?

Reid: I’m sorry. I’ve got bad news.

[Reid, Luke, Bob and Kim continue talking outside Noah’s room]

Reid: I’m not going to operate.

Bob: Why not?

Reid: I got back Noah’s latest scans as I was scrubbing in. There’s a lot more vascular involvement than I initially thought.

Luke: What — what does that mean?

Reid: If Noah ever wants to see again, he’s going to need multiple surgeries and I.V. drug therapy in between.

Luke: So?

Reid: So that’s a long-term commitment. This is supposed to be a one-night stand. Sorry. I’ll have my office bill you for the day’s work.

Luke: But you didn’t do anything.

Reid: You didn’t ask me to come here, Mr. Snyder. You forced me to. My time is extremely valuable. Just ask any of my patients who are waiting for me back in Dallas. And God help you if one of them doesn’t make it because I’ve been wasting my time here.

Bob: Dr. Oliver —

Reid: I don’t work for you.

Luke: Look, you can’t go.

Reid: Consider yourself lucky, Mr. Snyder. At least I didn’t carve into your boyfriend’s brain unnecessarily. [Reid turns away and leaves.]

Bob: [Bob pats Luke’s shoulder and asks.] You all right?

Luke: Noah was counting on that surgery. I don’t know what to tell him.

Kim: Well, Sweetheart, you’ve done everything you could possibly do. The only thing left is for you to tell him the truth.

Bob: Yeah, that’s right. Listen, we’re going to go out for a while, and when we get back, we’ll figure out what our next step is.

Luke: Yeah, yeah. It’s just that Noah was really expecting to wake up from the surgery and be able to see. And — he’s going to be devastated, and I — I don’t know what to do.

Kim: Well, hearing bad news is never pleasant, but don’t you think he might be able to handle it a little better coming from you?

Luke: Yeah. [Wan smile.] Thank you.

Reid: [Hurries out of the Staff Room putting on his jacket. Speaking to Luke.] Could you give me a car back to the airport?

Luke: You’re not going anywhere until you help Noah.

Reid: I’m not a magician, Mr. Snyder. Even if I were, I’d only give Noah a 20% chance of getting off the table. He needs months of surgery, not a drive-by. I came, I saw, I folded. Now I’m leaving.

Luke: Well, you got to find your own way back. You’re not using the Grimaldi jet.

Reid: Big shock. You didn’t get what you wanted from me. Now you’re taking your toys, and you’re going home. Have a nice life.

END: Reid Oliver Story Part 4 and ADL January 22 Part 1

START: Reid Oliver Story Part 5 and ADL January 22 Part 2

Luke: [Sitting at Noah’s bedside.] You can’t give up hope, Noah, just because Dr. Oliver couldn’t operate.

Noah: It’s not that he couldn’t operate, Luke. It’s that he didn’t want to, probably ’cause you blackmailed him to come here in the first place.

Luke: No, no, that’s not it. Look, it’s not over. It’s far from it.

Noah: Luke, would you just get out of here? Just — just go. Please, just — just leave. [Noah turns away from Luke]

[Scene shifts to hospital corridor. Reid on his cell phone, striding back to the corridor opposite Noah’s room.]

Reid: Oh, no. You have got to be kidding me.

[Luke leaves Noah’s room. Door closes]

Luke: What’s wrong?

Reid: Bad weather in Dallas. Nothing commercial’s flying in.

Luke: Oh, good. That means you’ve got to stay here.

Reid: I don’t think so.

Luke: What will it take to get you to stick around and finish what you started?

Reid: My God, you’re relentless.

Luke: I just want what’s best for Noah.

Reid: You mean the best that money can buy.

Luke: And you say that that’s you.

Reid: It is, but I’m not for sale.

Luke: Look, Dr. Oliver, all I’m asking is that you go back in there and explain to us what we can do to get Noah better. We can figure it out from there. We can go down to Dallas, if that makes it easier. We can get a place down there.

Reid: Look, I don’t know how to make this clear to you. [Enunciating clearly] I’m not taking your boyfriend’s case. I’m done. So quit ordering me around like I’m one of your servants. I don’t need your money. It doesn’t impress me.

Luke: Well, then, what will?

Reid: Your car.

Luke: What?

Reid: You’re driving me to the airport. Come on.

[Bob and Kim are talking a walk outside of the hospital]

Kim: Are you okay?

Bob: Yeah, I’m okay, but I think I should take a rain check for lunch.

Kim: Ah. Let me think. Luke and Noah.

Bob: Well, Oliver didn’t give them much of an explanation about why he canceled the surgery.

Kim: And you want to make sure they understand that.

Bob: You’re a mind reader.

[Kim laughs]

Kim: After all these years, I finally figured it out. It doesn’t surprise me. It’s just that you know I just — wish you didn’t have to work so hard. [Kim and Bob enter the hospital’s parking garage]

Bob: Well, Noah is Oliver’s patient, but I am chief of staff, and, well, they’re all under my care one way or another. I’ll see you at home.

Kim: [laughs] If you’re lucky.

Bob: Well —

[Kim laughs. Bob helps Kim into her car and kisses her goodbye. Luke and Reid enter the garage.]

Reid: Where’s your car?

Luke: [Points toward his car.] Over there.

Reid: Now what?

Luke: I’m not driving you anywhere. You can’t walk out on Noah. He needs you.

Reid: I’m getting sick and tired of this little command performance of yours. I don’t care how rich and accustomed you are to getting your way, Mr. Snyder, I don’t want to be here. I have people waiting for me back in Dallas, people that I actually want to help. So if you’re not going to drive me, I’m going to drive myself. You can pick up your car at the airport. Don’t forget to tip the valet. [Reid strides away from Luke].

[Kim starts the engine and backs out of her parking space. Reid gets into Luke’s car but Luke is standing in front of the car, leaning on the hood, telling him not to leave. Reid starts the car in spite of Luke’s pleas. Luke jumps out of the way as Reid roars off …and crashes into Kim’s car.]

END: Reid Oliver Story Part 5 and ADL January 22 Part 2 

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One Response to “Transcript | 22 January 2010”

  1. Anonymous says:

    just very great!

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