Original subtitles

-Previously on Hard Rock Medical.

-Amanda!

-She's getting herself cleaned up.

-She's carrying my kid! -Hand it over, Amanda.

-Tell me how you screwed Ray Teneli of his compensation.

-Hey... -It's a Lichtenberg tree figure.

-What does that mean? -She was struck by lightning.

-You must be my Prince Charming.

-"Mother seeks loving family

"to adopt her 2 young, beautiful boys."

-Sounds like the affair is over. -Really?

-Can't put the genie back in the bottle.

-I need the money! Easter's coming early this year.

-Charlie! -Let's go, goat!

-Hi, you must be Nancy. -And you would be?

-Heather. Warren's fiancée.

Warren. You're awake!

[wolf howling]

[gunshot]

-You're gonna be OK. -Dude, where are my pants?

[theme music]

[zipping sound]

[theme music]

[rock music playing]

-No, no! Denied, denied!

Like that! Like that, right?!

Right there, my friend!

[He laughs.]

Loser gets the drinks.

-52 pickup.

-This is so typical of you.

You set the terms,

I agree to it all,

now you wanna change everything?

No, don't go back there.

We were done

long before the affair ever...

Look, I can't do this right now.

No, I'm not taking the kids

this weekend, I'm going away.

What?!

Fine. Fine.

Whatever! Bye.

[click]

[sighing]: Oh, man...

I'm glad I don't have to put up with this crap anymore.

♪♪♪

-[Charlie]: Not a good idea to be driving in these shoes.

[phone ringing] -[Gary]: No way!

-What? -Morgue's got a new body.

-Now? When's the deadline for the next module?

-Tuesday. And we're up next.

Frankenstein's running the slab lab.

-Helvi! -I wonder what her story is?

You know, married? Divorced? Boyfriend, girlfriend?

[phone ringing] -Couldn't tell ya. What now?

-She wants us to stop by the hardware store

and pick some stuff up.

-Hmm! Hey, Jim.

[clown's horn]

-[laughing]: All right, let's go!

-Hey!

Whoa...! What's wrong?

-Nothing.

-Nothing? I'm not your boyfriend.

Let me hear it.

-Erica's cancer, Erica's kids,

Richard, Richard's wife, Richard's kids, my rash,

and I got a crappy B+ on my assignment.

-You got a B+?!

Ah, sorry!

Is there anything I can do?

-No.

-Well, if you want to talk later, I'm around.

[footsteps]

[rock music playing]

-Tee it up! -Argh! Bring it.

[grunting sounds]

-Come on! Come on! Give me something!

Come on!

[both grunting]

Oh!!!

I am the victor!

-Sore winner. -Biotch!

Tee it up again.

-Again!

[music playing]

-No, it's done. I can ship it out tomorrow.

[knocking]

Uh, really?

That much, huh?

That is good to know.

Yeah.

Um...

From where?

Yes...

No, I think that's going to be a perfect fit.

Yes! Look, I gotta go. OK? OK, bye.

Hi! You look great.

Oh wow, it's fading!

It's a good sign, it means you're getting better.

-Yeah, I feel rested, almost too rested.

Now I've got insomnia. -It'll level off.

Shall we go to lunch? -Do we have to?

You must have something in that fridge.

-I wouldn't bank on it.

Oh right, yes... I think we can find something.

-The first couple are empty nesters, kids off at university.

But what happens when their kids have kids?

Will mine become second bananas?

I don't know.

And these folks here are a lesbian couple,

both professionals, never had kids.

But, hey, mine are both toilet trained and soccer ready.

Farida?

You OK? -Yeah, yeah. Sorry.

Um...

Are you sure this is the right thing?

[knocking]

-I guess we're about to find out, aren't we?

-[Irish accent]: May we get what we want,

may we get what we need, but may

we never get what we deserve.

[laughing naughtily]

You ready to kick it up a notch?

-Splits? -Let's tee it up.

-[laughing]: Game on!

[door opening and closing]

[Dr. Helvi laughs.]

-Did I call the clown school or the med school?

-Pancake breakfast, fundraiser...

-Hmm.

Did you get me my stuff?

-So are we going to be performing an autopsy

or pruning some rose bushes?

-[laughing]: This ain't plastic surgery, Pagliacci!

Same results, half the price,

and it helps meet our bottom line.

What's with the bill?

-He says you still owe him for the hacksaw?

OK, that's the last time I cut him a side of beef.

-Really? Do you do moose?

-Is that clown humour? Go get your scrubs on!

♪♪♪

-How far is it to Timmins? -About 4 hours.

But don't worry, I got some tunes.

-Is this the song with Kyle?

-Yep!

He sent me an advance copy.

But it hasn't been mastered yet.

[thumping sound]

Crap! I think we hit something! -We did.

We did hit something.

-Hey. -Hey!

-Brought you some magazines.

Thought you might want to read something.

-Thanks.

-So... what do the doctors say?

-Well, other than no skydiving...

-No skydiving! Well...

-No, it looks good. -Good.

-So tell me what you thought of Heather?

-What's to think? She's young, she's perky,

and she certainly likes her fibre!

-Why are you holding up the papers, Nancy?

-What're you talking about? I'm not doing any such thing.

-We want to get married next week.

-You're in no shape to be leaving here that soon.

You know that, right?

-We're getting married here. -Here?

-Yeah. -Why?

-Because in Chinese culture,

you don't change a wedding date.

Bad luck.

-Yep, I got the memo.

[He laughs.]

-Still feisty.

-Well, I've been

this way forever.

If I stop now, I'd just

disappoint you, right?

-It's what we both want. -Yep...

[softly]: Yeah, I know.

-[panting]: Maybe it's somewhere down here.

-There's some blood on the rock. -What?!

-And behind you.

[plaintive bleating]

-Oh my God, that's Charlie's goat!

-How bad is it?

[plaintive bleating]

-It's bad.

I don't know... can't breathe.

-I don't know what to tell you about Dr. Healy's return,

I just hope it's soon.

-Maybe he's just gone walkabout.

-[with Australian accent]: What's a walkabout?

-A rite of passage for

adolescent Australian Aborigines.

-Really?

-They wander off into the bush

and get in touch with their true nature

as it's defined by the bushman's way of life.

But metaphorically speaking,

people do it today to go find themselves.

-Like that movie, right?

Where the bushman finds the Coke bottle and runs around...

-No, it's completely different.

He was trying to throw the

bottle off the edge of the world

to bring harmony back

to his life and family.

-They drink Pepsi now.

-Are you chicken yet? -As if!

-Oh, you're chicken. -You're chicken!

-You're chicken. -You're the chicken!

[moans and grunts]

-Sorry? Sorry? -Dickhead!

-Yeah!

[rock music]

-Look, buddy, the car and the boat are not for sale!

Bye!

What the hell? You think this is funny?

My phone has been ringing all day.

-I know. A car, a boat, 2 snowmobiles...

And all for what price?

Seems a little too good to be true.

Maybe we should tweak the ad.

-Am I missing something here? -How's that?

-Maybe there's something going on between you and Ray

that my sister-in-law should know about.

-Barking up the wrong tree... -Am I?

-Look, Marty, I'm giving you the chance

to do the right thing here. Either way, you're gonna

have to pay the piper.

-Or what?

-Well, I doubt Ray's the only person you've screwed over.

-You might wanna consider chasing ambulances instead.

-You might wanna consider letting go of my arm.

-Oh really? -Oh!

-Sorry, knee-jerk reaction. -Jesus...

Suggest you put some ice on that.

-So what happens next?

-The muscles get stiff, called rigor,

the blood settles with gravity,

and you get that purple discolouration called livor.

-I think I'm off soup for life.

-Sorry, man, outta gauze!

-[scoffing]: Just not sure how you're the winner

when I'm the one that has a knife in his foot.

[Healy laughs.]

-Blame the game, not the player.

-That a picture of you and your brother?

-Yeah.

Yeah, it is.

-So why did you become a doctor?

-Had something to prove, I guess.

-To who?

This isn't exactly the Ritz here.

You got enough cabin fever

to drive a Siberian hermit

insane, buddy.

-I like my solitude, buddy.

-[laughing]: More like solitary confinement!

-No, no, you're not getting it.

When I'm up here, I am at peace with the world,

with my sense of self,

my mind.

-Peace of mind isn't the absence of conflict from life,

but the ability to cope with it.

-That's a slow, ugly death, Gina.

I've seen it with a deer, we gotta put it down.

-No.

-It's done with a hunting rifle.

-Do you have a hunting rifle? -No.

-Then what are you suggesting? -I don't know.

A rock? A thick branch? I've got a tire iron in the car.

-No, there has to be a more humane way to do this.

[plaintive bleating]

-Oh my God, I got it!

♪♪♪

[car door closing]

-Don't think of it as a person,

but rather as this puzzle that needs to be solved

in order to help other people,

like his family or other patients.

-Yeah. A puzzle with a lot of pieces.

-Can you identify the contents of the stomach, Charlie?

-Yeah, sure.

Ah, looks like diced carrots...

[Gary groans.]

-Gary? You OK?

[vomiting] Oh...

-Look, Nancy, you're being too hard on Heather.

OK?

She's sweet, she's caring.

-Hot in bed too, right?

-[laughing]: Why is it with women

that just because she's younger, it's about the sex?

-Please...

-So it was about the sex with you and Dr. Frazier?

-Oh, you mean Dr. Healy? -Whatever.

-Warren, I need you to know something.

I would never, ever have an affair.

I was in love with my husband back then.

-I loved you too.

-Yeah.

-[laughing]: Hey, do you remember

when we rented the hot-air balloon?

-[choked up]: Yeah, that was a nice evening.

-It was our 10th anniversary. -[giggling]: You remember that?

-Of course I do.

-[stifling tears]: What happened to that great couple back then?

-I don't know, babe.

I guess life happened, you know?

-[snivelling]: Yeah, I guess so.

-And now we move on.

-Yeah, now we move on.

-Dr. Helvi? You ever been married?

-Can you pass me that bread knife?

Why? You got someone in mind?

-We had a family cottage like this.

It was secluded, remote. It was on an island, though.

My old man was working all the time, so my mom would take

my brother and I up there every summer,

and we were just expected to while away the hours.

But it's an island...

[He laughs.]

One time, she sends us out to get some honey.

An hour later, my little brother comes back,

throws this hornet's nest right on the kitchen floor!

[They both laugh.]

Hornets everywhere!

[giggling]: Mom went nuts on that.

Then at 14, my old man says it's time for me to

get a summer job.

-Why'd he do that?

-He thought it was time I developed a work ethic

and a sense of responsibility.

-So what'd you do?

-Got a job selling Dickie-Dee ice cream, thanks to Dad.

-So you still go up to your cottage?

-No, we sold it years ago. -Why'd they sell it?

-I guess because I wasn't going up there anymore.

-Why?

-I told you I got a stupid job selling ice cream cones!

-Oh, because you like ice cream. -I didn't say I like ice cream.

-What kinda kid hates ice cream? -The kinda kid who's gotta...!

You know? I'm not playing this game.

-Why not?

-Just drop it, dipstick! -Goofball!

-Gearbox! -Jack-off!

-It's better if we inject it directly.

It's more immediate and he won't feel a thing.

-OK. -Want me to do it?

-No, it's OK, I can do it. -You sure?

-Yeah. -OK.

-[Healy]: I know what this is.

This is one of Ray's ambushes, isn't it?

-Who's Ray?

-What's a guy gotta do to get a drink around this place?

-Is Ray your kid brother? -No way, José! Not even close!

A brother doesn't throw you under a bus like that.

-He doesn't cut you off and see if...

A brother is there when you need him.

-Like you were for your kid brother.

-If you look at the gastric contents,

you can see when they last ate,

or if their bladder is full or not...

Just looking here,

that could be an ulcer.

-An ulcer?

-Could be a couple of different possibilities there.

-Like what?

-So this Ray is your father, then?

[He slams the pot down.]

-You're walkin' on eggshells here!

I don't wanna play the game!

-Why not this game?

-'Cause I hated the son of a bitch!

-Who do you hate? Frazier!

-Look, I'm begging you,

I don't wanna play the game anymore, so just stop!

-Why don't you want to play this game?

-Because I can never win at this game.

-Why is that?

-Why is that? If my old man hadn't

forced me to take that job,

I would've been there for Liam.

He wouldn't have gone out

in that canoe alone.

It was always the two of us!

Always the two of us!

I'd give up all my years of doctoring

to go back and have that one moment to help Liam that day.

That's all.

-So this wasn't a drug overdose.

-Well, the drugs may have masked the symptoms of his ulcer,

which perforated the stomach causing shock

and multi-organ failure...

Gary?

-Excuse me.

-It's OK.

♪ Silence is hard to find ♪

[plaintive bleating]

♪ When the cars pass that way ♪

♪ The headlights cast their shadow ♪

♪ Our memories sleep ♪

-There we go.

♪ I have a dream of you ♪

♪ I... ♪

♪ I... ♪

♪ I've missed the things I felt alive ♪

♪ Before the earth was shaking ♪

♪ And everything was understood ♪

♪ Life felt so earthly again ♪

♪ I'm trying ♪

♪ To live again ♪

♪ Silence is hard to find ♪

♪ When these thoughts cloud my head ♪

♪ Anxiety casts its spell ♪

♪ Will I ever dream again ♪