What I see is the big, fat, silver spoon in your mouth that I hope you choke on. You have any idea how many people actually wait their turn to see me, who don’t feel that they deserve to move to the front of the line just because they were born with blue blood in their veins?

— Reid (to Luke)

Transcript | 24 February 2010

Katie is sad that Reid is leaving and Reid tries to bond by folding onesies! Bob convinces Reid to stay to prevent Channing from taking on a case. Paul gives his Stenbeck inheritance to Henry, who tries to give it to Jacob.

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HappyInChintz72’s Reid Oliver Story Parts TBC

Anthony D Langford February 24, 2010 Parts TBC


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Katie: Ew.

Reid: "Ew"?

Katie: What do you think the AMA would say about a doctor eating like that?

Reid: Bon appétit.

Katie: No, I don’t think so. That’s disgusting and a heart attack waiting to happen.

Reid: Nah, that’s all a myth.

Katie: Oh, really? You’ve never had your cholesterol checked, I assume?

Reid: I’ve been carving up the brains of health-conscious people for years. If a couple of them had stopped and smelled the salami and cheese, they would have been much better off. My share of the rent, FYI.

Katie: This is for two months.

Reid: Yeah. I figured it was only fair, since I’m not going to be staying here much longer.

Katie: I thought that Bob Hughes was in charge of you until your hearing.

Reid: Well, seeing as how I saved him and the missus at that sorry excuse for a wedding, I figure he can pass along a word or two on my behalf.

Katie: You think Bob is going to ask the judge to let you go back to Dallas sooner?

Reid: All he has to do is call up his golfing buddy, tell him that I’m a life-saver. I’m as good as gone. I’ll have my life back. You’ll have your spare bedroom. Win-win. Holy co-dependency. You don’t want me to leave.


Katie: Well, I certainly won’t miss cleaning up after you or your weird 3:00 A.M. Yoga chanting in my living room, so get over yourself.

Reid: Well, I’m an expert diagnostician. That was real sadness there.

Katie: You’re an expert narcissist. Whatever.

Reid: And that’s called deflection.

Katie: You moving here with me and Jacob was supposed to be temporary, and so it is.

Reid: This is just so weird.

Katie: What?

Reid: Most people can’t wait to get rid of me. You seem to want to keep me around.

Katie: Like I said, temporary.

Henry: Katie, you have got to hear this. Don’t you ever go to work?

Reid: Don’t you ever have someplace else to be?

Katie: What is it?

Henry: Uh, the most insane thing has happened, okay? Paul invites me to lunch. Then he buys me this incredibly expensive bottle of champagne.

Reid: The reserve of that costs about $500 more.

Henry: [Sighs] He buys me the champagne, and then he announces that he is going to wire all of James Stenbeck’s inheritance to my account. Which means I can drink this stuff forever, because the money is all mine.

Katie: The blood money, you mean.

Henry: Yeah, but that — listen to me. I’m not going to keep it.

Katie: Good.

Henry: Jacob is.

Katie: Jacob? My Jacob?

Henry: Yes, your Jacob. I — I’m going to put it into a fund. He’ll be a trust-fund baby.

Katie: Thanks, but no thanks.

Henry: Katie —

Katie: No, I mean it, Henry. I don’t want it.

Reid: How much is it?

Henry: It’s — it’s millions. It’s many, many millions.

Reid: Hell, I’ll take it.

Katie: No, you wouldn’t. It’s blood money. It’s cursed. And I wouldn’t have believed that about six months ago, but I also wouldn’t have believed in ghosts, so no thanks.

Henry: Listen, listen, I thought this through, okay? If we give the money to someone who deserves it, like your son, then the curse is reversed.

Katie: No!

Henry: Katie —

Reid: You people are all nuts in this town. Katie, take the money. This curse nonsense is just that. It’s nonsense.

Katie: Where are you going?

Reid: I’m late for my rounds.

Henry: I can’t believe I’m going to say that, but for the very first time, I actually agree with that jerk.

Katie: Well, it may be the last time, ’cause he’s leaving town.

Henry: He is?

Katie: That’s what he said.

Henry: Well, this day just gets better and better.


Reid: Afternoon, Dr. Hughes. Everything okay?

Bob: Anomaly about this test results from a patient that has, uh, severe epilepsy, and I — really don’t know what to make of it. Take a look, Doctor. Dr. Oliver, have you been in the pharmacy? You look happy.

Reid: That’s funny. So you have a hard time swallowing your pride. I get it. I mean, look at me.

Bob: I’m talking about this patient.

Reid: I know, to avoid what you know we should be discussing.

Bob: Which is?

Reid: You feel you owe me for coming to your rescue at that sham of a wedding. No big thank you required. Not even a mea culpa. Just call up your golfing buddy judge friend and get him to drop the charges against me so I can go home. Deal?

Bob: We have a slight misunderstanding.

Reid: I can wait a day. Not two.

Bob: No, I really appreciated your help at the wedding, but your legal problems are not my concern. I wouldn’t dream of interfering.

Reid: You wouldn’t dream of inter — you are the reason that I’m still here.

Bob: I’m the reason that you’re doing your penance here instead of in a jail cell.

Reid: This is just as bad.

Bob: Well, you haven’t seen our jail.

Reid: You ungrateful old man.

Bob: Dr. Oliver, I think you would find this case very interesting.

Reid: You know what I find interesting? That chart shoved so far up —

Bob: All right, forget it. Forget it. I’ll call the — I’ll call Channing in Chicago for a referral.

Reid: Channing? That idiot? I can’t believe that guy still has a license to practice medicine. Let me see that.


Katie: There would have been a time where the thought of me pouring you a glass of milk to go with your perfect, crust-free peanut butter and jelly sandwich would have been an impossibility.

Henry: And yet here we are. Isn’t this easier to watch than that meat-eating Neanderthal who just left here?

Katie: That Neanderthal doesn’t remind me of Brad.

Henry: And I do.

Katie: You know you do.

Henry: Look how far we’ve come! With this money, you can open up all new possibilities for you and Jacob.

Katie: That money is the reason I lost Brad, and I don’t want that. I don’t want it, okay?

Henry: It’s for Jacob. He deserves it.

Katie: He deserves to be with his father, but he can’t be. That money won’t bring Brad back. And I refuse to let my son benefit from something that took his father away from him.

Henry: Look, look, look, I know how difficult this is for you. But one thing has nothing to do with the other, not — not if the money gives Jacob an opportunity to have a good and — and comfortable life.

Katie: If you believe that, then we have less in common than we thought. The Henry I used to know would have gotten that. This Henry I don’t understand. What, you’re just going to leave?

Henry: You’ve made your point. No reason to stay.

Katie: You want to take your sandwich?

Henry: I lost my appetite.


Bob: Fascinating case, isn’t it?

Reid: You cannot let Channing have this case file. Do you know what that meathead would do?

Bob: Tell me.

Reid: He will run her through every test known to man while she wastes away and memory loss increases because of the bleed around the lesion. I mean, she might have seizure after seizure, but that won’t stop him from waiting and waiting and waiting.

Bob: That would be terrible.

Reid: That’s what he would do. He is not only conservative, he’s a jerk. I’m the only one who’s competent enough to perform the procedure that this patient needs before she forgets how to spell her last name.

Bob: Well, it’s too bad you’re not able to do it.

Reid: Why not?

Bob: Well, you want me to pull some strings with the judge so you can get back to Dallas in the next day or two.

Reid: Just get me the equipment and the right team. I’ll get this lady back on course within a week.

Bob: I suppose that’s possible. But you really want to do this?

Reid: I’ll go download the surgical protocol from my laptop right now. I’ll print it out for you. You know you didn’t trick me, right? I saw through the whole song and dance.

Bob: Whatever you say, Doctor.


Katie: This would be funny if it weren’t so shocking.

Reid: I’m just — yeah, I’m just pitching in.

Katie: Why? ‘Cause you feel guilty about leaving?

Reid: No, I’m incapable of guilt. I just figure I should help out a little bit since I’m going to be sticking around another week or so.

Katie: Whatever.

Reid: Really? Just "Whatever"?

Katie: Okay, I’m — happy. Are you happy?

Reid: Yeah, this is me happy.

Katie: I’m always picking up after you. You eat like a 15-year-old boy on a growth spurt. And you put wet towels on your bed, which I will never understand for the life of me.

Reid: But you’ve grown accustomed to my face.

Katie: I like having you around.

Reid: Maybe you shouldn’t.

Katie: I know. I get it. It’s temporary.

Reid: No, it’s not. It’s not that. You don’t know me. What you do know isn’t much. Is this where you pull out a bright light and you shine it in my face?

Katie: You started it. You want me to know you? Tell me what I need to know.

END


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