All language subtitles for The Nurse 1997

[MUSIC PLAYING]

NURSE (ON INTERCOM): Dr.
Brockman to radiology.

Dr. Brockman to radiology.

Nurse Morgan to East Wing 2.

Nurse Morgan to East Wing 2.

Dr. Chan, 471.

Dr. Chan--

[BEEPING]

[GASPING]

[COUGHING]

Dr. Phillips, 304.

Is that Tyler?

Laura, I'll page Dr. Phillips.

Oh, God, Ms. Tyler's
rejecting intubation.

Could you hold her down?

Yeah, I got her.

Susan, go get the lorazepam.

Anything yet?

You're all right.

You're all right.

We got the medicine coming.

We got the medicine right here.

SUSAN: Here it is.

MALE NURSE: You're all
right in just a second.

Oh, my God.

SUSAN: What's wrong?

I did this.
SUSAN: What?

MALE NURSE: Got nothing
on the ventilator.

SUSAN: Try to be still, OK?

Everything's fine.

You don't need to worry.

Just relax.

The medicine's coming
in just a few seconds.

MALE NURSE: Hold on.

There we go, you should feels
some relief right this second.

There we go.

Laura?

Potassium chloride.

I could have sent that
patient into cardiac arrest.

But you didn't.

I have never done anything
like that before in my life.

I'm a professional.

Laura, please.

I'm sorry.

It's this job.

The stress gets to all
of us sooner or later.

Yeah, I wish that's all it was.

What is it?

Is something wrong at home?

I have to make my rounds.

Laura--

Susan, I want to be
left alone, all right?

Anyway, what difference
does it make to you?

You're leaving.

Just because it's
my last day doesn't

mean we can't still be friends.

NURSE (ON INTERCOM):
Nurse Lang, OR--

I'm being summoned.

NURSE (ON INTERCOM):
Nurse Susan Lang, OR 5.

Are you going to be OK?

I can't believe this.

What is it?

What?

How the hell did the
newspapers get a hold of this?

They even gave my name.

Well, Dad, Pembroke's
the biggest defense

contractor in the state.

Something like this was bound
to end up in the papers.

We wanted to keep it
as quiet as possible.

Bob, you're letting
this whole thing

weight too heavily on you.

George Harriman's
worked for the company

almost as long as I have.

He has a family.

You did what you had to do.

You did your job.

You did the right thing.

Carol, the man's
going to prove.

He should go to prison, Dad.

He committed a crime.

You're not responsible
for what happens to him.

You're not.

I got to get to the restaurant.

Are you going to be all right?

I'll see you both tonight.

[PHONE RINGING]

It's your phone.

Dad?

It's in this morning's paper.

30 years I gave that company
and this is how they repay me.

How-- how did it
get in the paper?

Bob Martin did that.

Wasn't enough to fire
me, he's got to give it

to the newspapers, put my
family in the spotlight

just to humiliate us.

Daddy, we can handle this.

GEORGE HARRIMAN
(ON PHONE): You're

the strong one, princess.

You'll be OK.

But your mother and brother--

They're going to
suffer the most.

Daddy, listen to me.

GEORGE HARRIMAN (ON PHONE): No.

Just remember, princess,
your daddy loves you.

LAURA (ON PHONE): What
are you going to do?

Laura?

I'm not going to give
him the satisfaction.

[GUNSHOT]

George?

I did it all for you, dear.

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

[SCREAMING]

You've hardly missed a day
of work in over 30 years.

You better get a move on too.

What would I do without you?

You'd probably
be late for work.

Now, go on, and stop worrying.

Everything will be all right.

Bob, and you'd forget
to take your medicine.

Mr. Martin, John Beecher,
LA Examiner, financial pages.

Oh, you wrote that
article in today's paper.

That's right, sir.

I have nothing to say to you.

I'm just wondering how you
feel about the death of George

Harriman and his family.

What?

You haven't heard.

George Harriman shot
himself and his wife

and son less than an hour ago.

You must be mistaken.

Oh, there's no mistake, sir.

It's all over the news.

I can't breathe.

I-- I'm sorry, I
thought you knew.

Mr. Martin?

Somebody, get some help.

Help.

Mr. Martin, can you hear me?

NURSE (ON INTERCOM):
Dr. Trappers, 4721.

Mrs. Martin?

The stroke has resulted
in what's commonly

called locked in
syndrome, a condition that

renders its victims
completely paralyzed.

Virtually helpless, unable
to move or communicate

in any fashion.

Yet, tragically, they're
completely coherent of what's

going on around them.

So-- so what sort of
treatment is there for it?

Well, if you're
asking if there is

some kind of treatment or cure,
I'm afraid the answer's no.

Ultimately, something
like this differs

from patient to patient.

Recovery's rare, but it
has been known to happen.

We've done all we can for now.

Thank you.

Ms. Harriman, we're
pretty much finished here.

Is there anything
I can do for you?

Do you have someone I can call?

Look, you shouldn't be alone.

The city has counselors
for this sort of thing.

Can you bring my family back?

No.

Well, then there's nothing
else to talk about, is there?

It's going to be strange not
to have him beside me at night.

Yes, ma'am.

I'm sure it will be.

But at least he's here
at home with his family.

Jack, I thought you should
know that Karen finally called.

Really?

Yes, she's traveling
in Europe and she

said she'd try to get a flight
in here sometime tomorrow.

Hm, well, great.

Ms. Harriman, you haven't
returned my phone calls.

Please, I just
buried my family.

I'm very sorry about that.

I know how you must feel.

Do you?

Do you know how it feels
to listen to the lies you

people tell about my family?

OK, then suppose that you
set the record straight?

My sources tell me
that your mother

suffered from manic depression.

I understand that you
had to take care of her

for most of your life while
your father was working.

Laura, please, if you
just give me something,

I know our readers
will sympathize.

I don't want your sympathy.

Ms. Harriman, let
me ask you this.

Any thoughts on Bob Martin?

I'm sure you're aware that
he suffered a massive stroke?

I hope he dies.

Can I quote you on that?

SUSAN (VOICEOVER): Just because
it's my last day doesn't

mean we can't still be friends.

LAURA: We'll be better
friends than you'll ever know.

NURSE (ON INTERCOM): Dr.
Pittman to admitting.

Dr. Pittman to admitting.

Maintenance to nurses station 5.

Maintenance to nurses station 5.

Locked in syndrome.

You don't know who I am, do you?

Of course you don't.

Why would you?

My father was just another
number to you, wasn't he?

George Harriman.

My father was George Harriman.

I also had a mother
and a brother.

But you changed all that.

Well, now it's your turn.

But I want you to suffer, like
you made my father suffer.

Hello.

Hello, good morning.

It's a beautiful day
to going home, dear.

I was telling Mr.
Martin that we're

going to miss him around here.

I don't believe
I've met you before.

I'm Susan Lang.

I usually work the night shift.

Well, it's a pleasure
to meet you, Susan.

You, too.

Well, I guess Jack
must be running late.

Well, I'll be getting
back to my rounds.

-OK.
-Excuse me.

Hello.

Where'd you find that one, Dad?

You ready to go home, Dad?

Hi.

Well, look who's here,
prodigal daughter returns.

Hi, Dad.

I really missed you.

It's good to see you.

JACK: This is Nurse James.

She's going to be
taking care of you.

How do you do, Mr. Martin?

I have your room all
prepared for you.

Why don't we go take a look?
-Thanks.

Your father has told
me so much about you.

I see Dad kept my
room the way I left it.

We put Nurse James in
Jack's room downstairs

so she could be
near your father.

Jack's staying in
the guest room.

Why is Jack in the guest room?

Oh, he and Brooke
have separated.

Oh.

I just don't think her being
here is the best thing for Dad

right now.

She left a lot of loose
ends around here when

she took off the way she did.

-I thought we went through this.
-Yeah, I know.

I just-- I guess I never
thought she'd really show up.

If it'll make you
feel better, I'm only

going to stay for a few days.

Well, suit yourself.

You always do.

Hello, Brooke.

Oh, Karen, I didn't
expect to see you here.

Is Jack here?

Yeah, he's out back with Dad.

Brooke, what are
you doing here?

Oh, I just wanted to stop by
and say hello to your father.

Hello, Mr. Martin.

These are for you.

Oh, here, I have
a place for those.

-Oh.
-Great.

Why don't you and Nurse
James take Dad inside?

I miss you, Jack.

I know, I know, but
it's not going to work.

Well, we fight about
nothing, spending

too much time at
the restaurant, I'm

sleep with all the waitresses.

I so much as look
at another woman,

you accuse me of
sleeping with her.

That's just my point, Jack.

We're going to have to work
at the restaurant together, so

why shouldn't we try to
make our marriage work?

That's not what we agreed upon.

I said you could have
the house, which is fine,

but you had-- you had nothing
to do with the restaurant.

BROOKE: I'm your wife.

By law, half of that
restaurant is mine, Jack.

JACK: Is this a threat, Brooke?

Because I'm going
to fight on this.

I'm going to fight
you all the way.

BROOKE: No, Jack,
it's not a threat.

It's just what I have to do.

Good morning.

Hi, Karen.

Have you seen father?

I checked his room.

Nurse James is taking
him to the park.

You know he loves that park.

Well, maybe I'll
jog over there,

see if I catch up to them.

Hi.

Hello.

Beautiful day for
a stroll, isn't it?

Yes, it is.

I bet you're enjoying
it, aren't you?

The park is full of
wonderful surprises.

I'll let you get on with it.

Nice stopping to see you.

Have a nice day.

Yes, you as well.

Potassium chloride
does it every time.

Poor dear died of
a heart attack.

But I've got bigger
plans for you, Bob.

See you soon.

So you really want my opinion?

Yes.

OK, do you want to
hear your attorney

talking or your friend?

Um, my friend, it's cheaper.

I think a divorce
is inevitable.

You've tried everything
from counseling

to trial separations.

It's just not going to work.

[SIGH]

And when you're together,
all you do is fight, so--

File for a divorce?

You asked.

OK.

Well, draw up the
paperwork, I guess.

Brooke is kind of high strung.

This could get ugly.

Are you going to
be ready for that?

Hm?
Yeah, yeah.

I think she'll just see it's
best for both of us hopefully.

I'll put it
together by tomorrow.

Good.

Oh, by the way, Karen's back.

Is she really?

Yeah.

Well, I hope you
weren't too hard on her.

Betty?

Betty?

Oh, my God.

How's Dad doing?

Oh, he finally fell asleep.

A heart attack, I feel so
bad for that poor woman.

Yeah, we'll have
to find someone

else to take care of him.

Hm, that could take some time.

You know how hard it
was to find Mrs. James.

I'll tell you what.

Let me, um, take care of it.

First thing tomorrow, I'll start
checking with the agencies.

We had killed on incidentals.

Is there any way we can,
uh, get those costs down?

Hi.
BARTENDER: Hi, what'll you have?

I'd like a red wine, please.

Coming up.

I'll see you later.

Hello.

Do I know you?

I think so.

Um, weren't you one of the
nurses taking care of my dad--

Oh, yes.

How is your father?

Oh, he's good.

Good, you know, considering
the circumstances.

-Oh, it's on the house.
-Thanks.

You must have connections.

Well, actually,
I-- I own the place.

Really?

It's very nice.

Thank you.

Thank you.
First time here?

Yes.

One of the doctors
at the hospital

recommended it, said it was
a great place to meet people.

And since I don't know
very many people in LA,

I thought I'd give it a try.

Well, you don't
seem like someone

who needs help meeting people.

I'm a little ways from home.

Un-huh.

Which is?

San Diego.

They cut back staff
at Westlake Community,

and I've been through a rather
messy divorce, so I left.

Came here, and been temping
at various hospitals,

but I hate temping.

There's no stability.

In fact, Mission
Community just caught

me off today, so I'm sitting
here wondering what to do next.

Well, I don't know.

Um, how about dinner?

I mean, the food is great here.

Well, I hardly know you.

You know my father.

Look, we can-- we can
compare war stories.

My marriage is sort of
on the rocks, too, so--

Well, can't argue with that.

No, she's great.

You're going to love her.

So are you, Dad.

Well, she certainly has
an impressive resume.

[DOORBELL]

She's-- she's early.

Karen's not back
from her run yet.

Well, we'll just have
to do this without her.

Hi.
-Hello.

Come on in.

Thank you.

Carol, you
remember, um, Susan--

Susan Lang.

Oh, yes, hi.

How are you?
-How do you do?

Nice to see you again.
Come on in.

Thank you.

Oh, this is so beautiful.

Thank you.

Where's Mr. Martin?

He's out back.

And I'm sure he'll be happy
to see a familiar face.

Dad, remember Susan
from the hospital?

Hello, Mr. Martin.

You remember me, don't you?

Oh, are you a baseball fan?

JACK: He loves baseball.

Well, we have something
in common then.

I'm a huge baseball fan.

Fact, it was the only
thing my ex-husband

and I could ever agree upon.
[CHUCKLE]

CAROL: Well, why don't
we show you the bedroom?

OK.

JACK: So Saturdays
will be your day off.

And, um, a uniform
won't be necessary.

And you say you're
staying in the guest room?

Oh, yeah, temporarily.

I think I'm going
to like it here.

[DOOR CLOSING]

Yes.
-Great.

CAROL: That's wonderful.

Hi.

Hi.

Oh, um, Susan, this
is my sister, Karen.

Karen, this is Dad's new nurse.

How do you do?

Oh, you've already been hired.

I think it's the
right decision.

Well, then, welcome.

If you'll excuse me,
I've been jogging,

so I'm going to run upstairs
and get out of these clothes.

All right.

Here we go.

Thanks.

No, thank you.

You'll be making things a
whole lot easier around here.

Oh, I'm happy to.

Oh, that's stuck here.

Let me get it.
-Oh, thank you.

JACK: There we go.

Well, um, I'll let you unpack.

-All right.
-OK.

Thank you.

Jack, you got a minute?

Yeah, what's up?

Yeah, I thought I
had a say in this.

In what?

Well, you hired her
without even consulting me.

So what?

I mean, it's not really
a problem, is it?

You're-- you're going to be
gone in a couple of days anyway,

right?

OK, Jack, you know, let's
get this out in the open

once and for all.

You got something to say
to me, let's hear it.

Oh, wait a second.

You walked out of
here four years ago

without so much as a
goodbye, and I'm supposed

to explain myself to you?

Look, I apologized.

And I thought you said
you read my letters.

That's the best you could do.

I mean it's kind of
hard to see the hurt

on Dad's face in a letter.

He gets remarried and you
send him, what, a letter?

And what about Michael?

You couldn't be bothered so
much as send a post card?

That's what I'm
pissed about, Karen.

You're a coward.

You ran away.

I ran away because
I was confused.

And I thought you and Dad blamed
me for what happened to Mom.

JACK: That's the whole problem.

You're so busy feeling
sorry for yourself,

you don't realize that
we're all hurting here.

This is the family.

It's time like this
when a family's

supposed to pull together.

Dad needed you,
we all needed you.

Excuse me, just want to get
fresh water for your father.

[EXHALE]

Is Karen unhappy
about me being here?

No, no.

It's got nothing to do with you.

So tell us a little
something about your family?

Oh, well, truth is I
usually don't like to discuss

it because-- they're dead.

They were murdered.
JACK: Murdered?

CAROL: How horrible.

It was a long time ago.

I was just a little girl.

I don't remember very much.

I was raised by
my aunt and uncle.

CAROL: You poor thing.

[DOORBELL]

I'll, um, I'll get that.

MICHAEL: Hey.
-Hey, Michael, come on in.

We were just, uh,
finishing up dinner.

Hungry at all?

MICHAEL: No, actually,
I just wanted

to drop these papers with you.

Hello, Karen.

Hello, Michael.

JACK: And, uh, you
know Carol, my father.

It's good to see both of you.

That's my father's
new nurse, Susan.

-Hello.
-Pleased to meet you.

Michael, why don't
you take this sea

and I'll take Mr.
Martin out for some air?

Good idea.

So I'm, um, filing for divorce.

I just wanted to give
you all fair warning.

I think we all know that
Brooke can be erratic.

I'm pretty sure I know how
she's going to react to this.

Quite some family, Bob.

Of course, Jack and Karen don't
seem to get along too well

and I think Jack's
marriage is going to hell.

But you know what?

It times like these
where it's really nice

to have a father to turn to.

Someone who'll lead his
family through all its trials

and tribulations,
someone like my father,

who was always there for me,
until you changed all that.

Didn't you?

Didn't you?

It's nice out.

Yes, it is.

Have a seat.

So you and Michael used
to be an item, huh?

It's that obvious?

I guess it's just the
way he was looking at you.

Yeah, well, that
was a few years ago.

So you've had some experience
with this condition?

Yes, we dealt with it
occasionally in San Diego.

I bet it was quite a switch
going from working in hospitals

to being a live in.

Yes, I guess it was.

KAREN: So what made you
want to make the change?

Um, stability.

Temping was really
getting to me.

And to tell you the truth, I
was looking forward to being

part of a family again.

Do you have any
brothers or sisters?

Nope, I'm an only child.

It's really awful what
happened to your parents.

Did they ever catch the
person who killed them?

LAURA: It was someone
my father knew.

He killed them both,
my mother and father.

Came back from the
hospital and found 'em.

The hospital?

School, came back from
school and found them.

Oh.

But I think we should get
your father back inside,

it's getting late.

JACK: No, no, let
him stay outside.

He likes being out at night.

We used to try and find the
shooting stars, didn't we, Dad?

See you.

KAREN: Good night.

Looks like they used to be
pretty serious, those two.

Well, Carol isn't
our birth mother.

Our-- our actual mother was
killed in an auto accident.

Karen was driving.

It was just one of those awful
things, wet roads, heavy fog.

Karen actually walked
away without a scratch,

but she took it really
hard, still blames herself.

How sad.

JACK: And then, two
days after the funeral,

she just up and left for New
York without so much as a

goodbye.

And now she's come
back to make amends.

Well, I guess so.

It's funny how a tragedy
brings a family together.

[OWL HOOTING]

JACK: Yeah.

Yes, so, Bob, quite a family.

I was thinking about how to
proceed, whether to kill you

all at once, like if I were
to start fire in the middle

of the night, for instance.

But that would be
complicated because I'd

be the only survivor.

That'd be suspicious.

Besides, it's kind
of interesting,

you as my captive audience.

That way, I could kill
them one at a time

for your appreciation.

So who should we start with, hm?

Jack?
Karen?

Carol?

Why don't we sleep on it?

Just came in to say good night.

Pleasant dreams, Mr. Martin.

I hope you sleep well, Dad.

I love you.

What's this?

[GASP]

Karen, hi.

Did you notice the marks on the
top of my father's left hand?

Marks?

KAREN: Yeah, it's
all swollen and red.

I-- I don't know how you
couldn't have noticed them?

Oh, yes, I noticed that.

KAREN: Well, what is it?

Because I didn't see them
there this afternoon.

Well, sometimes, a patient
in your father's condition

can develop blotches on his
skin due to poor circulation.

It's nothing to be
concerned about.

Well, it hardly
looks like blotches.

It's more like
something scratched him.

Scratched?

What could possibly
have scratched him?

No, believe me, I've
seen this before.

It's not serious, and, um,
I'll keep my eye on it.

You're sure.

Yes.

OK, I just didn't know what
to make of it, that's all.

Well, um, you're concerned
about your father's well-being.

But don't forget it, so am I.
It's what you hired me for.

KAREN: I know.

I'm sorry if I get a
little overprotective.

You love your father.

You don't want anything
to happen to him.

I'm glad you understand.

Good night.

Good night.

LAURA (VOICEOVER): So
who should we start with?

So who should we start with?
Karen?

Jack?

Jack?
Carol?

Kill you all at once.

Kill 'em one at a time.

Why don't we sleep on it?

You're diabetic?

Oh, Susan, hi.

Yeah, I'm a diabetic.

I missed taking my
insulin this evening.

I can't seem to remember
anything anymore.

Getting forgetful in
my old age, I guess.

What are you doing up?

Well, it seems I
got my appetite back.

Looking for a little
midnight snack.

Since all this happened to Bob,
I'm having trouble sleeping.

Hey, what's going on?

Oh, Karen.

I forgot to take my insulin.

I'm afraid I have no
excuse, just being bad.

You want some?
-Oh, no, thank you.

You know, Carol, if you're
having trouble sleeping,

I could recommend something.
-Oh, no.

No, I can manage.

I hate taking pills.

LAURA: How about you, Karen?

Oh, no.

Tea always does
the trick for me.

Well, there is a great
movie on the Late Late Show.

Good night.

Good night.

KAREN: Good night.

Mm, it's so good.

Sure you don't want some?

KAREN: No, thanks.

My brother could eat
a ton of this stuff.

I thought you said
you were an only child?

I am.
Why?

Did I say brother?

Oh, no, I met cousin.

I lived with them for so long,
I used to call him my brother.

You know, I think
I'm going to catch

that Late Late Show myself.

-Good night.
-Night.

Hope it's a thriller.

I had a talk with your
lovely wife last night.

I didn't know she
was a diabetic.

I'm sure you know how
dangerous that can be.

Any number of things
could go wrong.

I saw it all the time
in the trauma ward.

Bob, I don't want you to
worry because I'm going

to take real good care of her.

[DOORBELL]

Oh, Susan, would you
mind getting that, please?

Sure.

Don't worry, I'll get it.

Hi, I'm John Beecher
with the Examiner.

Is, uh, Mrs. Martin here?

What can we do for
you, Mr. Beecher?

JOHN BEECHER: Uh, I'm
sorry, I'm doing a follow up

on the Harriman trial--

CAROL: I think we've said all
there is to say on that matter.

Thank you.

KAREN: We'd really rather not
upset my father right now.

Actually, it's more about you,
the family, how you're coping

and that sort of thing.

Our readers like a
sense of closure.

We're doing just
fine, thank you.

Could I maybe ask you
a few short questions?

Well, what do
you expect to say?

It's horrible.

This whole thing
has been a tragedy

for everybody that's concerned.

And we'd appreciate it
if you people would just

let us go on with our lives.

Thank you.

[DOOR CLOSING]

Ah, you two enjoy the park.

Oh, we will.

Come on, Mr. Martin.

Let's get ready to go.

My father used to take
me to a park like this

when I was a little girl.

It had a beautiful green meadow
and a stream running through it

where we'd pick wild flowers.

We'd take them home to mother.

Flower's always made hers mile.

She had the most beautiful
smile, before she got sick.

Poor father was never
the same after, you know.

Looks like you
could use a hand.

I thought my eyes were
playing tricks on me.

You know, this story's getting
stranger by the minute.

I can explain.

I'm sure you can.

Would you give me a hand?

This is the hard part.

Thanks.

So there's a, um, a
buckle down there,

if you could attack
it to the wheel?

Like this?

Yeah, that's it.

There you are.

Hi, Karen.

I've been looking
all over for you guys.

We were just leaving.

Already?

LAURA: Your father's
a little tired today.

Oh, is he all right?

Oh, yeah.

Just going to take him home.

See you there?
-Yeah.

OK.

LAURA: Easy, Mr. Beecher.

-Hey.
-Hey.

Dad and Susan haven't
gotten back yet?

Uh, no.

I saw them at the park.

She said they were coming here.

This had to have been
over and hour ago.

They should have
been here back now.

I'm sure there's a perfectly
reasonable explanation.

Hi.

Hey.

Where you've been?

I thought you were
coming back here.

We took a little detour
to the grocery store.

I thought I'd cook
dinner tonight.

JACK: Great.

You'll be there,
Jack, won't you?

I wouldn't miss it.

I just have some unfinished
business to take care of.

No, send Thomson
or somebody else.

Because, I have the time,
and I'm going to take it.

OK, well, I'll be
back in about a week.

Bye.

-Karen?
-Yes?

CAROL: We're still going
to lunch, aren't we?

Yes, of course.

We won't be long, dear.

I'm just going to
take Karen for a bite,

give us a chance to
get better acquainted.

Aw, very nice collection
of home videos, very sweet.

Uh-oh, Bob.

This is very interesting.

Let's just do it.

Let's just finish it.

On three, all right?

One, two, three.

[CLICK]

There, now you know
how my mother felt

the moment before she died.

You bought this for
self-defense, huh?

Protect the hearth and home,
defend the wife and kids?

Well, it's not going
to help you now.

But it is going to make
my job a lot easier.

I'm getting a clear picture now.

So, first, I'll do Carol.

And then--

But you don't want to hear this.

Let's watch a video.

BOB (ON VIDEO): That
looks delicious.

LAURA: Did you take this one?

BOB (ON VIDEO): I am going
to kiss the chef here.

I come, madame chef.

LAURA: Hey.

Is that Claire?

BOB (ON VIDEO): OK.

LAURA: Your first wife?

CLAIRE (ON VIDEO): Aw.

BOB (ON VIDEO): That's right.

Jack and Karen's mother?

BOB (ON VIDEO): All right.

LAURA: You must really miss her.

Now you're going to miss Carol.

CLAIRE (ON VIDEO): Smile.

BOB (ON VIDEO): Hi.

[EXHALE]

LAURA: And there's nothing
you can do about it.

How does that make you feel?

You must feel so helpless.

You must feel exactly the way
I felt when I saw my father.

Oh, Bob.

Oh, is that a tear?

Oh, you do care.

Hi.

KAREN: What are you doing?

LAURA: You're back so soon.

Yeah, Carol forgot her insulin.

I just thought your father might
like to watch some home videos.

KAREN: Well, I
hardly think this is

appropriate under
the circumstances.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I-- I thought it would just help
him take his mind off things,

you know.

You should have
used better judgment.

Please forgive me.
I did not mean to--

CAROL: Karen?

Karen, where are you?
-I'm in here.

CAROL: Oh.

Is everything all right?

Oh, did you get my insulin.

Yeah, I'm getting it now.

We were just going to
watch some baseball.

Well, we'll see you later.

Are you coming?

-Mhm.
-Sorry.

Well, that was great.

Oh, my pleasure.

It was my mother's recipe.

Well, you must have learned
how to cook at a very young age.

Actually, my aunt
gave it to me.

Mhm.

JACK: I think I'm going
to take Dad outside.

Do you want to join me?

May I help you with the dishes?
CAROL: Oh, no, no.

That's all right.
You go along with Jack.

Do you like her?

What's not to like?

I don't know, I just
think that there's

something odd about her.

Jack certainly seems to
have taken a liking to her.

Well, it's not Jack
we hired her for.

You really are
something, you know that?

Oh, what do you mean?

Cooking dinner wasn't exactly
in the job description.

Well, I told you,
I like to feel

like I'm a part of the family.
Ow.

What's wrong?

Well, it's-- it's
just a scratch.

JACK: Let me see.

Oh, it's nothing.

Well, I should, um, get
back to the restaurant.

Well, thank you for dinner.

My pleasure.

Looks like Jack's
getting naughty thoughts

about his daddy's nurse.

But let's not get
ahead of ourselves.

First things first.

Hi.

Hi.

We just came in
to say good night.

Terrific.

Good night, Dad.

What's wrong?

-What is it, Karen?
-I don't know.

It's something in his eyes.

Are you sure he's
not in any pain?

Well, we can never
be absolutely sure.

All we can do is try to make
him as comfortable as possible.

Did you see that?

What?

KAREN: His finger moved.

Really?

Are you sure?

Yes, I saw it.

May-- maybe you
just imagined it.

KAREN: No, I saw it move.

It was probably an
involuntary reflex.

The muscles tend to
atrophy in cases like this

and a little spasm
is not uncommon.

KAREN: His finger moved.

I saw it.
Come on, Dad.

Can you do it again?

CAROL: Maybe we should
just say good night.

LAURA: I think
that's a good idea.

CAROL: Good night, darling.

Good night, Dad.

Nice try, Bob.

Maybe you are coming back.

It's happened before.

But it takes a really long time
and you'll all be gone by then.

Perhaps it was just
wishful thinking, Karen.

I know what I saw.

Dr. Sanders did say it
was possible for a person

to recover from
locked in syndrome.

Possible, but very rare.

If anyone can beat
this, your father can.

I just don't want you
to get your hopes up.

[KETTLE SCREECHING]

I made you some tea.

I want to tell you something.

I really admire you.

You have it all, an exciting
career, a family who loves you,

a handsome man
who cares for you.

And I think you love him too.

I know it's none of my business,
but, um, if I were you,

I wouldn't let him get
away a second time.

Well, I'm going to
check on your father.

KAREN: Thanks for the tea.

Enjoy it.

OK, Bob, let's put you right
over here because the show's

about to begin.

Karen?

Karen?

BRENDA (ON TV): Oh,
Joey, why do you

always have to go out at night?

It's the man in
the hat, isn't it?

JOEY (ON TV): But, Brenda--

[KNOCKING]

Yes?

Carol, it's me, Susan.

Yes?

You better come
downstairs quick.

It's Mr. Martin.

Carol?
-Oh.

Did I startle you?

What's the matter with Bob?

He's about to
lose another wife.

What?

[SCREAMING]

Poor thing.

Doesn't she know that too much
insulin could make her dizzy?

Even kill her.

Was she a diabetic?

JACK: Yeah, why?

Well, looks like she
took too much insulin.

I mean, all the signs are there.

JACK: Like?

I found a syringe
in the kitchen.

You know, late at night,
probably started back

up the stairs and got dizzy.

I don't understand.

Unfortunately, this
is a lot more common

than you might think, especially
for someone in her age group.

The older a person gets, the
more forgetful and confused

they become.

Just a few days ago, she forgot
to take her insulin, remember?

I'm sorry.

Well, I guess I
should be going.

You going to be OK?

Thanks for coming.

This is so strange.

I mean, one moment,
she's here, so

present, so alive, and then--

I know, I know.

I'm glad you're here.

Me, too.

I'm going to check
on your father.

You know, Bob, what's funny
about being a nurse is that you

see so much misery and suffering
that you become numb to it,

until it happens to someone
close to you, like Carol.

How does it feel?

It hurts, doesn't it?

But you haven't
seen anything yet.

Because when I
get to Jack, Karen

is going to be so distraught.

And she's going to shoot you and
then turn the gun on herself.

Such a tragedy.

Isn't it?

I missed you.

I missed you too.

You want some more?
JACK: Thanks.

What's wrong?

Well, I got to back
in New York on Monday.

JACK: What?
-In three days?

KAREN: Yeah.

Well, are you going to tell Dad
are you expecting me to do it

again?

Jack, please.

I'm sorry, that
was a cheap shot.

It's just-- got used to
having you around, I guess.

Shh.

I'm getting used to it too.

Good morning.

Dad, I'm really sorry about
what happened to Carol.

She was a wonderful person.

I guess I've kind of been
talking to you about that,

haven't I?

About how things
were before I left.

I guess what I'm trying to say
is, um, is that I love you.

And I just hope that
you can forgive me.

I have to go back to New
York soon, but I promise,

I will not let the time slip
away like it did before.

I will come back home to
see you as much as I can.

And, Dad, I know
you'll beat this.

I saw you move your
hand the other day.

Just try to move it again now.

Even if it's just one finger.

Sorry to interrupt,
but it's time

for me to check on your father.

Did you see that?

I told him to move
his finger and he did.

Come on, Dad.

Just try it again, please.

Karen, you're putting
too much stress on him.

No.
No, we're making progress.

I'm sorry, but he's my patient
and I'm telling you that this

is too much pressure right now.

Your patient?

He's my father.

And I'm just trying to help him.

I don't want to
argue with you, Karen,

but I'm the one who's
trained in these matters.

And I'm going to have to
insist that you respect that.

[DOORBELL]

Divorce?

You want a divorce, Jack?

[SIGH]

I'm sorry, Brooke.

Sorry?

We spend the past seven
years of our lives together

and all you can
say is I'm sorry?

I'm sorry things
didn't work out.

I know you were trying to make
it work and so was I, but--

Oh, who's she?

I'm Mr. Martin's nurse.

Oh, wait.

Don't tell me, Jack.

You found her, right?

Brooke, I want
you to leave, now.

You're going to regret this.

Just go, please.

I'm leaving, all right.

I'm going straight
to my attorney's.

Two can play at this game.

I'll get the entire
restaurant now, Jack.

Just you watch me.

I'm-- I'm sorry you
had to witness that.

I understand why
she's so upset.

She's losing a terrific guy.

Don't.

KAREN: Jack?
Could I talk to you a minute?

Yeah, what's up?

How thorough were you when
you checked Susan's record?

Uh, thorough enough.
Why?

Did you call any of
her former employers?

Jesus, I said I
checked her out.

Well, what are you getting at?

KAREN: I don't know her.

JACK: You know what I
think the problem is?

You're just not happy
unless you've got

something you can bitch about?

That's-- Jack, please.

No, no, no.

This is crazy.

I'm sick of talking about it.
All right?

[PHONE RINGING]

It's Michael.

Thanks.

Yeah, can you hold on a second?
OK.

Hi.
Glad you called.

Maybe you could help me.

MICHAEL (ON PHONE):
Sure, what's up?

KAREN (ON PHONE): It's Susan.

There's something odd
about her behavior.

MICHAEL (ON PHONE):
Have you talked to Jack?

Well, I've tried
to talk to Jack,

but I can't get through to him.

Well, maybe he'll listen to you.

I thought we could go to his
restaurant and talk to him.

MICHAEL (ON PHONE): OK.

I got to finish up
some work, but I'll see

you a little later on tonight.

Great, I'll see you then.

I'm going out to
dinner with Michael.

Is Dad OK?

He's great.

Hey, have a good time.
-Thanks.

Bye, Karen.

Hi, may I please speak to Jack?

It's for you.

Thanks.

Hello?

The power went out and
I don't know what to do.

I called the power company
and it's not their fault.

And I was hoping you might
come home and take a look.

Power?
Um, OK, just a hang tight.

I'll be right there.

LAURA (ON PHONE): Thanks.

Susan?

Shh--
-Oh, you scared me.

You scared me.

Well, let me go see
what the problem is.

OK.

The circuit breaker
must be going bad.

I'll have to get someone
out to take a look at it.

Oh, thank you.

Can I ask you something?

JACK: Of course.

Do you like me?

Oh, yes, very much.

I-- I think you're
doing a great job.

Well, what I mean is,
um, I was wondering,

have you ever had any thoughts
about, you know, lust?

Oh, well.

I can totally understand if--
JACK: No, no.

You think I shouldn't
live here anymore.

JACK: I do have
feelings for you.

LAURA: Really?

Yeah, I just-- I wasn't sure
if you felt the same way.

You're kidding.

I thought I was
being so obvious.

I should have brought champagne.

LAURA (VOICEOVER):
Kill you all at once.

Kill them one at a time.

Why don't we sleep on it?

Bartender says he
left a while ago.

Is he coming back?

He didn't say.

LAURA: I know where
you live, Brooke.

MICHAEL: I think he's here.

His car's here.

KAREN: Jack?

I hope he's home.

Susan?

[KNOCKING]
Jack?

Jack?

Yeah.

Where's Susan?

What?

Oh, hi, Karen.
Hi, Michael.

I guess I'll talk
to you tomorrow.

Oh.

Wow.

-Wait a minute, wait a minute.
-I should--

Where are you going?

Talk to Karen, explain--

About what?

You don't have to talk to Karen.

She understand.
You know what?

I'm glad she knows.
-Really?

Because I want
the world to know.

[LAUGHTER]

MICHAEL: Well, that certainly
puts new spin on things.

I'll say.

Doubt even I can
reason with him now.

What do you want to do?

If he's determined
to have her stay,

then I'm at least
going to San Diego

and I'm going to check her out.

Oh, the only problem is
tomorrow's Susan's day off.

Jack's going to be at
the restaurant all day.

I need somebody to watch Dad.

Well, I've got some
cases to review.

I can do 'em here.

Would you?

Sure, if it make you feel
better about everything.

Yeah.

Thank you.
-Yeah.

Jack just said he had
the best fuck of his life.

Unfortunately, it was his last.

Listen.

I'm, uh, I'm sorry
about last night.

But, in a way, I'm glad,
because, now, you know.

I didn't expect this to
happen, but I've fallen

in love with your brother.

And I suppose he
feels the same way?

LAURA: Yeah.
-Mm.

I told him that you might
like some time to soak all

this up and maybe talk to him.

And so, since today's my day, I
thought I'd spend it shopping.

Can you make sure your
Dad get his medicine?

-Sure, OK.
-Thanks.

Hello?

Yes, I just needed
directions to your hospital.

No, I'm coming from Los Angeles.

What are you doing here?

Waiting for you.

Excuse me, I'd like to
talk to someone who worked

with a nurse named Susan Lang.

She worked here up until
a couple of months ago.

I just started last week,
but you might try Linda.

At the nurse's station.

She's been in here a while.

Thank you.

Excuse me, Linda?

I was told you could
possibly help me.

I was trying to find someone
who worked with Susan Lang

on the night shift.

-Yes, I worked with Susan.
-Tell me.

How was she to work with?

How was she with the patients?

Take the next right.

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello.

Michael, I'm at Westlake
Hospital in San Diego.

Listen, as far as
I can tell, I guess

maybe I was wrong about Susan.

She's very well-respected here.

That must make you feel better.

So when are you coming home?

Well, I'm leaving now, so I'll
be home in a couple of hours.

How's Dad?

Fine.

We're watching the game.

KAREN (ON PHONE):
Thanks, Michael.

I can't wait to see you.

Thank you for your help.

I just had to check
this out for myself.

No problem.

My brother will be glad
to get me off his back.

He seems to have fallen
pretty hard for Susan.

Really?

I wonder how her husband
would feel about that.

Husband?

LINDA: She's been happily
married for 10 years.

Are you sure we're talking
about the same woman?

LINDA: Only one
Susan Lang I know.

Dark hair, nice
figure, about five five?

Not unless Susan grew a half
a foot since the last time

I saw her.

Oh, why are we here?

All right.

Give me that.

You're robbing me?

No, I'm killing you.

What?

Because you killed Jack.

Well, that's what
everyone's going to think.

[GUNSHOT]

Michael?

Susan isn't who she says she is.

MICHAEL (ON PHONE): What
are you talking about?

I don't know, but she's
definitely not Susan Lang.

We'll decide what to
do when I get there.

OK.

And, Michael, don't say
anything to Jack until I get

a chance to talk to her first.

Hey, Jack?

Susan?

What are you doing here?

I'm sorry, Jack.

I kind of liked you.

[GUNSHOT]

-What's the matter with him?
-I don't know.

I don't know.

I think I saw somebody-- Oh,
man, this guy's hurt bad.

He's bleeding.

MAN: Is he shot?
What's going on?

Better call 911.

I got it.

What's wrong?
MICHAEL: It's Jack.

He's been shot.
-What?

He was at the restaurant.

The police found
Brooke's purse nearby.

He's in surgery right
now at the hospital.

I'm going over there right now.

You'll look after dad?

Dr. Wallace needs
you in radiology.

All right.

I'll take over from here.

Thank you.

So, Jack, looks
like that surgery

wasn't so successful after all.

This won't hurt a bit.

Where's Jack Martin's room?

He's in there.

Can I help you?

Is he all right?

Why is he breathing like that?

It's the ventilator.

It's not feeding.

Can't believe this is happening.

Well, is he going to be OK?

I'm working on it.
There.

It's going to be all right.

Jack?

You're going to be OK.

Now we have an APB
out on Ms. Herman.

Her car was found at
the airport so she's

probably already left town.

However, just to be safe,
I'll keep an officer here

with your brother
at the hospital.

And I'll put another
one at your house.

Thank you.

And yesterday, he
moved his whole hand.

-What?
-Didn't you, Dad?

JACK: Yeah, he did.

KAREN: See?

That means yes.

Look at that.

That's amazing.

I have something
to tell you guys.

I'm not going back to New York.

I'm going to get a job here.

It's their loss and our gain.

Yeah, I think we're all going
to be real happy with that.

Aren't we, Dad?

MICHAEL: I think he agrees.

JACK: Way to go, Dad.

It's getting pretty late.

Why don't you try
to get some sleep?

I wish I could.

Karen, it's been
almost a week now.

Laura Harriman's long gone.

She's probably halfway
to South America by now.

Yeah, you're right.

I'll see you in the morning.

Don't worry, I'll be here.

Got some work to do.

-Good night.
-Good night.

Dad?

Dad, what's wrong?

[SCREAMING]

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Another dream?

Un-huh.
Uh.

Hey, hey, where are you going?

-I need to go check on Dad.
-He's fine.

He's sleeping.
It's OK.

Go back to sleep now.

It's all right.

It's all right.

It's all right.

[GASP]
-Oh.

Oh, Michael.
MICHAEL: Power's out.

Where's Officer Jones?

I don't know, probably outside.

It's her.

She's here, I know it.

[GUNSHOT]

Let's go see your dad.

Move it.

Please.

Please what?

Forget it ever happened?

Put it all behind me?

Work through it?

I can't.

I want you to see him die
the way I saw my father die.

Please, don't.

All right.

I'll shoot you first.

Say goodbye to daddy.

[GROANING]

Oh, Michael, my God.

Where is she?

Somewhere outside.

I'll call 911.

Ah.

Are you going to kill me?

If I have to.

You have to.

KAREN: Don't.

I have nothing to live for.

Kill me.

Laura, please don't
make me do this.

Kill me or, I swear
to God, I'll kill you.

[GUNSHOT]

See they, um, traded
Fairland in San Francisco.

Yeah, I know.

It seems pretty stupid.

We need all relief
pitchers we can get.

There you guys are,
been waiting for you.

Do you, um, want
something to drink?

Actually, we brought our own.

We have something
to tell you guys.

-Wow, congratulations.
-Look, Dad.

JACK: Congratulations.

Why don't you let Dad be
the first to kiss the bride?

Sweet, sweet.

JACK: When's it going to be?

June wedding?

KAREN: We don't know.

We'll see how Dad's doing
before we set a date.

MICHAEL: After all, he's
got to give the bride away.

[MUSIC PLAYING]