Katie: Uh, well, first of all, my pediatrician is a she, and apparently, she’s on vacation, according to her service. Do you have another pediatrician you could recommend?
Reid: Oh, I’m a podiatrist, remember? What do I know from pediatrics?
Katie: I’m sorry I said that before. I was just a little stressed out, and you were being, um — not like you’re being now.

— Katie and Reid

Transcript | 15 February 2010

Henry escapes from quarantine and Katie, peeved, tells him she won’t go to Casey and Alison’s wedding with him. So Henry turns to Barbara, and Katie accepts Reid’s offer to go to the wedding to suck up to Bob be her date. Mick Dante shows up at the wedding, shoots Paul, and all hell breaks loose. Bob feigns a stroke and Reid helps to get him and the women-folk away from the nutjob. (Note: Reid appears in this episode without Luke).

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Edited by: LoveLure

HappyInChintz72’s Reid Oliver Story Parts TBC

Anthony D Langford February 15, 2010 Parts TBC


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Kim: Honey, I really don’t want to be late for this wedding.

Bob: I have one more patient to see.

Kim: There are dozens of doctors in this hospital. Let one of them cover for you.

Reid: Well, you can scratch the lady in 402, Simmons.

Bob: What happened?

Reid: She drove me nuts with her questions. I strangled her.

Bob: She was scared. She needed reassurance.

Reid: And you assigned her to me? How advanced is your dementia?

[Kim gasps]

Kim: Don’t you dare talk to him like that.

Reid: You want to see my fuzzy, teddy-bear side? Get me on a flight back to Texas.

Bob: Before we do that, let’s see if we get hit with a lawsuit by a perfectly healthy patient that you quarantined.

Reid: You heard about that?

Bob: Didn’t you think that I would? He got annoyed with Henry Coleman, and he diagnosed him with T.B.

Kim: You’re kidding?

Reid: He needed a time-out.

Bob: We prefer that our doctors don’t use their hospital privileges to settling personal grievances.

Reid: Really? That’s the whole reason I got into medicine.

Kim: The sad thing is, I actually believe you.


Henry: What? What is it? You think it’s funny that he put me in quarantine?

Katie: I think it’s funny that you jumped out of the window in your hospital gown. What did you do to tick him off?

Henry: That’s not important! What about his Hippocratic Oath — "Do no harm"?

Katie: What did you do, Henry?

Henry: I may have hired a P.I. in Texas to see if there’s anything in his past that we should know about.

Katie: Why are you so obsessed with him?

Henry: I’m not obsessed! Sweetie, I’m just trying to protect you.


Bob: I thought we agreed that you would conform to our standards as long as you were here.

Reid: When did we agree to that?

Bob: When I gave you temporary privileges.

Reid: You didn’t have a choice. The rich kid wanted me to take care of his boyfriend.

Bob: Luke Snyder asked me for a favor. He doesn’t make the rules here.

Reid: The rich kids always make the rules.

Bob: Not in this hospital. There’s a patient in 406 that has a suppurated cyst that needs your attention.

Reid: What? No way! Find someone else.

Bob: That’s an order.

Reid: You know what you’re doing? You’re using your hospital privileges to settle a personal grievance.

Bob: I am? Where would I learn a thing like that?


Katie: I don’t need you looking out for me. Reid is a friend.

Henry: I don’t trust him.

Katie: Well, I don’t care! He’s here, and he pays his rent on time, and it’s really comforting to have a doctor in the house with a newborn.

Henry: What — what kind of doctor quarantines a healthy man?

Katie: The kind that’s as annoyed with you as I am right now.

Henry: Okay, okay, okay. Maybe I — maybe I shouldn’t have hired a P.I. it maybe wasn’t such a good idea.

Katie: You think? You should go.

Henry: What do you mean? What do you mean go? What about the wedding?

Katie: I’m not going with you. Come on.

Henry: What? Wait, no. Look, I’m sorry, Katie. I’m sorry.

Katie: It’s too late! It’s too late.

Henry: Don’t you think you’re overreacting just a little bit here, Sweetie? Come on.

Katie: No, I don’t. Get out.

Henry: Katie — Kat —


Reid: You broke your date to defend my honor?

Katie: Something like that.

Reid: You didn’t have to do that. I already paid him back.

Katie: I know. That wasn’t so nice, either.

Reid: Where did you get the idea I do nice? Oh, great. Now I owe you for sticking up for me.

Katie: You’re welcome. What are you doing? Hey, I was eating that.

Reid: No, you were inhaling it. You’re gonna need to save room for the wedding cake.

Katie: What are you talking about?

Reid: We’re going to the wedding. What? It will be — fun.

Katie: Why would I get the idea that you do fun?

Reid: The groom is Dr. Hughes’ grandson. Maybe if I show the old blowhard some respect, he’ll give the suppurating cyst to someone else.

Katie: Okay, gross.

Reid: I’m gonna go get dressed.

Katie: Wait. Reid, uh, a word of advice. Bob Hughes won’t be fooled by any kind of phony butt-kissing.

Reid: I learned a long time ago the most important thing in life is sincerity. Once you can fake that, you can fake anything.


Kim: Oh, look who’s here.

Katie: Bob, Kim, hi.

Kim: Hi.

Bob: Dr. Oliver.

Reid: Dr. Hughes, Mrs. Hughes. Congratulations to you both.

Bob: Thank you. I’m — I’m surprised you’re here.

Reid: Well, I figured since I’m gonna be working here in Oakdale, I should make more of an effort to be part of the community.

Kim: Why?

Bob: I — I think that’s a good idea. I’m glad you came.

Reid: Well, congratulations again.

Katie: See you.

Bob: It’s amazing what a suppurating cyst can do.

Reid: I think he bought that. Don’t you?

Henry: Hello, Katie, Doctor.

Katie: Hello, Barbara.

Barbara: Hello, Katie.

Katie: Barbara Ryan, this is Dr. Reid olive.

Reid: It’s nice to meet you.

Barbara: You as well.

Reid: How’s the recovery coming?

Barbara: I think we should take our seats.

[Whispering]

Henry: I can’t believe she’s here with him!

Katie: I can’t believe he’s here with her!

Reid: Are you having fun yet?

[Organ playing]


Emily: Before Casey and Alison exchange rings, they asked us to read from Shakespeare’s sonnet "On True Love." Would you like to go first?

Paul: Sure. "Let us not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments. Love is not love –"

[Gunshot]

[Screaming]

Mick: "Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, but bears it out even to the edge of doom." God, I love Shakespeare.

Emily: He’s bleeding! Somebody help him!

Bob: Can you find a wound?

Reid: It’s his upper leg.

Bob: We need a tourniquet. All right, all right, all right.

Barbara: What the hell have you done?

Mick: What does it look like?

Barbara: You shot your own son!

Mick: I know, and it felt really good. [Gunshot] Okay, I think everyone should listen to the guy with the gun. Wait, that’s me. Lisa, be a dear and turn off your cell phone now. Everyone, take out your cell phones, throw them in the aisle. I catch anyone with a cell phone, the next call you make will be from the mortuary. Son number two, you can’t leave yet. The party’s just getting started.

Henry: Uh, he’s not talking to me. Just —

Mick: Aw, looks like somebody beat you to it, as usual.

Alison: Mick, listen to me.

Mick: Stay where you are.

Casey: Alison, don’t.

Mick: That’s right. Hang on to her while you still can.

Bob: We need to get him to a hospital. We need an ambulance.

Mick: Sorry.

Emily: Please!

Barbara: It’s okay. He’s not gonna let anything happen to Paul.

Mick: Barbara, I thought you knew me better than that by now.

Barbara: I do. But not even James Stenbeck would stand by and let his son die.

Mick: Why the hell do you think I’m here?


[Cop groaning]

Margo: Where is he? Where’s Dante? Where’s your weapon?

Cop: He must have taken it.

Margo: Call for backup and medics and meet me at the church.


Bob: You can’t move.

Emily: No.

Paul: Help me up.

Reid: You need to hold still till we get you to an ambulance.

Paul: There’s not gonna be any ambulance.

Emily: Paul — just help him.

Bob: Okay, okay, okay.

Paul: I’m fine. What is it that you want, Dad?

Mick: I thought you didn’t believe it was me.

Paul: It doesn’t matter what I believe. The only thing that matters is what you believe.

Mick: Time to humor the crazy guy, huh?

Paul: Tell you what. Why don’t you just let everyone go? You and I can settle this.

Mick: How very noble of you. Foolish trait you must have inherited from your mother.

Paul: Just let them go.

Emily: No, you’re hurt. I’m not going anywhere without you.

Mick: There you go. Done in by a woman, again. How does it feel to wear the dress in the family?

Emily: Oh, go to hell!

Mick: Careful, Emily. We’re in the Lord’s house.

Paul: What is it that you want?

Mick: Payback for everyone who’s ever betrayed me — everyone.

Reid: Look, I don’t really care why you’re here or what it is that you want, but if we don’t get this man to a hospital right away, he’s gonna bleed out.

Mick: Let’s hope so.

Barbara: Stop it.

Bob: Don’t push him. He’s the one with the gun, remember?

Reid: We need to lay him down so we can immobilize him.

[Cell phone rings]

Mick: Who could that be?

Bob: All right, lower him!

Margo: You listen to me, Dante.

Mick: Sorry. Mick has left the building. But if you want me, Margo, I would appreciate you showing me some of the respect that I’ve earned over the years.

Margo: Fine, James. You unlock the door now and I won’t add attempted escape and assaulting an officer to your list of charges.

Mick: What a generous offer.

Margo: Look, this place is gonna be surrounded in five minutes. This is your last chance to leave on your own terms.

Mick: Okay, let’s stop pretending that I’m not the one with the hostages, shall we?

Margo: No, no. Don’t go there.

Mick: This is where I’m going. I see one cop or one police car outside these windows, I kill a hostage.

Margo: You do not want it to go down like that.

Mick: You make a move to come in here, I kill two hostages.

Margo: You won’t do that.

Mick: Do you want a demonstration right now?

Margo: No.

Mick: Because I am in a room full of hypocrites who act like I am the only criminal that Oakdale has ever seen! And I will happily kill any one of them!

Bob: Let the women go!

Kim: No. I’m fine, and I’m not going anywhere without you.

Mick: Well, we are full of the heavenly spirit, aren’t we?

Casey: This isn’t a joke. They have nothing to do with this. You don’t need them.

Mick: Don’t tell me what I need.

Paul: Please just let everybody else go, please.

Mick: No one is leaving! Do you hear me? Not unless I put a bullet in them myself.

Tom: Dad?

Kim: Bob? No! Sweetheart, are you all right?

Bob: I’m okay.

Reid: He’s having a stroke.

Kim: Oh, my God.

Tom: Dad? Dad, you need to hang on.

Mick: I said nobody move.

Tom: He’s my father.

Mick: You act like I don’t know you, Tom. I’m hurt.

Tom: You need to let him get out of here.

Mick: You need to tell someone who cares.

Reid: You have plenty of hostages without him. Let me get him some help.

Alison: Mick, please. Bob never did anything to hurt you.

Mick: He didn’t accept me. You know what that’s like, don’t you?

Alison: Dr. Oliver is right. You don’t need everyone.

Mick: You might have a point. You, you, you, you, out into the foyer.

Tom: I’m not leaving.

Casey: Yes, you are.

Tom: No!

Casey: Mom needs to know what’s going on in here. You can help her from the outside.

Kim: What about my husband?

Mick: Yeah. Take him, too.

Emily: And Paul?

Mick: Are you kidding? He’s the guest of honor.

Reid: Dr. Hughes needs a doctor to go with him.

Mick: Then go. You’re getting on my last nerve anyway.

Reid: No, not me. Let Dr. Stewart go.

Susan: No. Somebody’s got to look after Paul.

Alison: I can do that.

Casey: No, no. You should go, too.

Mick: No. She stays. Don’t need you, though.

Casey: I’m not going anywhere without her.

Mick: Why am I not surprised? Quite a loyal one, isn’t he?

Susan: I don’t want to leave you with that monster.

Casey: I will take care of her.

Alison: Just go. There’s nothing more that you can do here, okay? Just help Dr. Oliver with Bob.

Henry: Excuse me, whoever you are. I insist that you let Katie go. S — she has a child who just lost his father.

Mick: This town always was full of sob stories.

Reid: I’m taking her.

Mick: Yeah. Go.

Henry: And Barbara.

Mick: No. Mother stays. You, too, Junior. Because I am such a nice guy, I am letting go everyone who doesn’t particularly interest me.

Margo: I’d like your permission to bring a few cops up here to help with the release.

Mick: Don’t push it. Might want to call an ambulance, though.

Margo: There’s one on the way. Who’s hurt?

Mick: You’ll find out soon enough.

Margo: Out this way! Out this way! Hurry, everyone. Everyone, out this way. Where is everyone else? Hurry, hurry. Careful, careful. Let’s go, let’s go. Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go. Casey?

Tom: I’m sorry, Margo.

Kim: Are you sure everything’s all right?

Bob: I’m fit as a fiddle.

Susan: Please get my daughters out of there.

Margo: We will, we will. Reverend, Reverend, could you please make sure that Lisa gets back into town?

Reverend: Of course. We can say a prayer, if you’d like.

Lisa: I don’t mean to be disrespectful, but right now, I could use a stiff drink.

Reverend: Amen to that.

Lisa: Casey will be all right. I know.

Margo: Thank you.

Tom: Thanks, Mom.

Mick: Isn’t this cozy?

Barbara: When are you gonna tell us what you want?

Margo: How’s Casey?

Tom: Uh, Dante seems to be focused on Paul right now. He — he only fired one shot. Got Paul in the leg. He — he’s okay, but he’s losing a lot of blood. Then Dante confiscated all the cell phones.

Margo: He’s still behaving as if he’s James.

Tom: Well, he’s herded everybody into the chapel. He tried to let Casey go, but he wouldn’t leave.

Margo: I’m surprised you didn’t stay with him.

Tom: Well, he told me to come out here and help you.

Margo: That’s okay, that’s okay. We’re gonna get them all out safe.

Tom: Hey. I know you will, Baby.

[Cell phone rings]

Mick: Hello, Margo.

Margo: Why don’t you send Paul out?

Mick: Because I’ve used up all my good deeds for the day.

Margo: But he’s been shot.

Mick: I know he’s been shot. I’m the one who shot him. Listen, I need you to back off. No more cops. No more medics. No more trying to talk me down with your tricks from "Hostages 101."

Margo: Just tell me what the hell you’re trying to do.

Mick: I’m trying to spend some quality time in the loving bosom of my family.

Casey: Listen, I am sick of you and your twisted games.

Alison: Casey —

Mick: That’s a shame, because I’m still having fun.

Casey: Well, your fun’s about to end.

Mick: Are you really sure that you want to follow this phony hero act all the way through?

Alison: Casey, don’t. Put down the gun. You don’t need it, and you don’t want to hurt anyone.

Mick: You are so wrong about that.

Barbara: No, she’s not. James, listen to me. You can still run. I’ll go with you. I’ll make sure you’re safe wherever you want.

Mick: What makes you think I want to go anywhere with an old sex kitten like you?

Henry: Come on. Is that really necessary?

Mick: Shut up.

Emily: You’re the one who’s pathetic. You’re nothing more than a freaking joke! I should have listened to Paul from the beginning.

Mick: But fortunately for me, you are so weak and desperate that you would believe in the tooth fairy if he could bring you a baby.

Alison: Mick, you have to stop this.

Mick: Why’s that?

Alison: ‘Cause this isn’t you. You’ve been tortured and brainwashed, but you still have a soul in there. I know you do.

Mick: You don’t know me.

Alison: I do. And I’ve seen it. And — and this is your last shot to let it out, to be the good man that you want to be.

Mick: You think it’s that simple?

Alison: It is that simple. All you have to do is hand me that gun.


Bob: How is she?

Susan: Heartbeat is stable. Vitals are normal.

Kim: I’m just fine. I keep telling both of you that.

Susan: We still want to run the full battery of tests on you.

Kim: But there’s no need. Now, you go call Margo.

Susan: I don’t want to leave you alone.

Reid: I’ve got it covered. Go check on your daughters. You want to check out your wife for me?

Bob: I’ll be glad to.

Kim: Would you mind telling me how you guys came up with this unbelievable scheme?

Bob: I thought to myself, what would Dr. Oliver do?

Reid: You should get home to your son.

Katie: I want to find Susan, see if she has any news.

Reid: You’re worried about Henry? Trust me, he can take care of himself.

END


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