I’m unique.

— 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


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.


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