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Chaos Theory:
(Abby and Carter in the exam room. Abby is playing with the blinds, opening and closing them while she is looking toward the admit desk at Susan, Gallant, Luka, and the CDC people. Carter's behind a screen making finger puppets.)
Carter: Think we can get them to move a TV in here?
Abby: I think you should catch up on your reading.
Carter: I don't read after midnight. There, that's a wolf. Doesn't it look like a wolf?
Abby: A wolf with leprosy maybe.
Carter: I don't think you're appreciating the degree of difficulty, even with this rash. (He walks up and joins her at the window.)
Abby: (alarmed by his comment) What?
Carter: Kidding, kidding.
Abby: (looking out the window) This doesn't look good.
Carter: Maybe we're getting early parole?
Susan: Feeling okay?
Abby: What is it?
Susan: We need to evacuate.
Carter: The ER?
Susan: The entire hospital, everyone but you.
(Abby is giving Carter his shot, Susan picks up the outside phone again to talk to them.)
Susan: Make sure you don't touch that. (refering to the shot on his arm)
Carter: (motioning toward the infected kid and his family) Where are they taking them?
Susan: Upstairs, respiratory isolation.
Abby: And why do we have to stay here in this perti-dish?
Susan: Prolonged exposure, whatever that means. Variant unknown at play.
Abby: You said monkey pox.
Susan: A variant of monkey pox, that's the problem.
Carter: How long?
Susan: (hesitant) Two weeks...
Abby: No. (unbelieving laugh) No, no, no, no, no.
Carter: Why 2 weeks? What aren't they telling us?
SUsan: I think they're just being extra cuatious.
Carter: (gets up to talk to the infected boy's father who says thank you, and he's sorry about all of this.) Me too.
(Abby and Carter laying out on gurneys. He sees her fingers on her stomach move.)
Carter: You awake?
Abby: Yeah.
Carter: Monkey pox sounds like a video game.
Abby: Or voodoo.
Carter: Or VD.
Abby: (laughs) Lovely! (She scratches her back.)
Carter: Does your back itch?
Abby: No. (As she scratches it again)
Carter: You're scratching it.
Abby: I am, it's probably just psychosomatic.
Carter: Want me to take a look?
Abby: No, I'm fine.
Carter: It could be a rash, turn over.
Abby: (she sits up on her elbows on the gurney) Do you think somebody did this on purpose?
Carter: Does it matter? (he makes a "turn over" motion with his fingers) Viruses mutate, that's what they do, we're more likely to control bio-terrorism than mother nature.
Abby: Thanks, that makes me feel a lot better.
Carter: (looking her back over) No rash, nice tattoo though.
Abby: College, I was drunk.
Carter: (as he moves closer and leans down towards her next) Is that what I think it is?
Abby: (quietly because Carter is kissing her neck and creeping towards her lips) I was going through a religious phase. (as the scene fades away with the sounds of kissing)
(Carter and Abby are in the bathroom. He is shaving and Abby is washing her top in the sink.)
Carter: Do you think they know?
Abby: Pratt's clueless, Chen knows.
Carter: I don't think so.
Abby: Oh, no, she knows.
Carter: Why? Did you tell her?
Abby: Where do you think I got the condoms? (smiling) And you were a little...loud. (She checks her vaccine mark in the mirror comparing it to a chart)
Carter: You're about a three. (referring to the mark)
Abby: Really? I always thought I was at least a four.
Carter: That's a nice pustule.
Abby: It's going to be a big scar, I know it.
Carter: You could always get another tattoo.
Abby: That's true, I could get Carter...
Carter: (nodding his head) Yeah!
Abby: ...Sucks!
Carter: Ha ha ha. (He wacks her with a towel, she is laughing at his expense.)
(Pratt has just snuck in a pizza for everyone to eat. They get talking to Stan the drunk homeless man and he reveals that he was a history professor and he killed his daughter in a DUI. Abby and Carter exchange looks. Chen, Pratt and Stan go back to their respective rooms.)
Carter: Kinda sad, huh?
Abby: What's that?
Carter: He used to be a teacher.
Abby: And he killed his daughter.
Carter: Cause of alcohol, doesn't have to be that way.
Abby: What are you trying to say?
Carter: It's just sad, that's all.
Abby: What are you trying to say? Why don't you tell me what you're trying to say, you can talk to me.
Carter: You want me to talk to you? (She nods yes) I want to help you, not because I'm a nice guy, or because I'm worried about you, but because I want to be with you.
Abby: You want to fix me.
Carter: I want to help you.
Abby: You want to fix me so I'm good enough.
Carter: No I want it to work.
Abby: Well, I'm not broken.
(In the ambulance bay, Abby is helping the family into the ambulance.)
Carter: He's looking better.
Abby: He's still got the trach, but he's off the ventilator.
Carter: His parents look better too.
Abby: Yeah, maybe they stopped blaming each other. (She gives him a sideways glance)
Carter: It's weird.
Abby: What?
Carter: I've been in this place for two weeks and I don't want to go home. Wann get some breakfast?
Abby: (looking like she has a better idea) No.
(Carter and Abby walking on the beach.)
Abby: Chaos Theory?
Carter: Yeah, a virus mutates in the Congo, we evacuate the ER in Chicago, Romano gets his arm cut off.
Abby: You lost me.
Carter: Seemingly random events all part of a larger equation...
Abby: I'm hot...
Carter: You know a butterfly flaps it's wings in China and creates a tornado halfway around the world?
Abby: Are you hot?
Carter: I'm just saying that there's an inherent unpredictability about everything, life, love, relationships.
Abby: So what am I, the butterfly or the tornado?
Carter: No, you're chaos in general.
Abby: (laughing) Thanks.
Carter: You're chaos to me, the unknown. And I'm chaos to you.
Abby: You are hardly chaos Carter.
Carter: I'm just saying that there's risk in anything that you do, but don't you want to stack the odds in your favor? I mean, I'm drawn to you, it's kind of that simple. I've been drawn to you for two years, but chaos always seems to rule and I don't want it to rule. I want to know where it's taking me. Know what I mean? (He looks back at her and she is taking off her clothes.)
Abby: Nope. (she runs into the lake and jumps in.)
Carter: (laughing) The tornado, definitely the tornado!
Abby: Aren't you coming in!?!
Dead Again:
(Carter is in the shower, Goo Goo Dolls is playing on the radio.)
Abby: You realize you're been in there for 20 minutes?
Carter: You miss me or am I wasting water?
Abby: Both. How much longer are you gonna be?
Cater: Your shift doesn't start for two hours.
Abby: Yeah, there's an 8:00 meeting near here.
Carter: You gonna go?
Abby: I was thinking about it. (pause) Hello? Something wrong? (She walks towards the shower stall) What are you doing? (Carter pulls her in and her robe falls to the ground.)
(Carter is sitting in a chair, Abby is behind him, leaning against the counter, writing on a chart.)
Abby: You tired?
Carter: There's gotta be a better word for it. Interbated, astenic, catatonic...
Abby: Pooped? (Abby gets up and starts massaging his shoulders)
Carter: Bingo.
Abby: Does that mean you wanna stay home tonight?
Crter: Not necessarily.
Abby: Anything in particular come to mind?
Carter: (laughs) You keep working that spot, I'll do whatever you want.
Abby: (smiles) You know, I do need my sock drawer reorganized.
(Abby goes into the lounge to find Carter passed out on the couch. She walks up to him and rubs his hair and kisses him on the forehead. Luka walks in as Abby is leaving.)
Luka: Hi. (Abby points at Carter and motions for Luka to be quiet.) You're not going to wake him up?
Abby: No.
Luka: Didn't you two come in together?
Abby: Yeah, I'm sure he can find his way home without me.
Luka: You need a lift then?
Abby: No thanks. Have a good night.
(Next scene, Carter wakes up and walks up to the admit desk.)
Randi: Hey, sleeping beauty!
Carter: How long have I been in there?
Randi: Since before my shift started.
Carter: Is Abby here?
Randi: Nope, but she left you a post-it.
Insurrection:
(Carter, Abby, Weaver, and Pratt are all kneeling/standing over the druggie who came into the ER with a gun.)
Carter: How much did you give him?
Abby: 400.
Weaver: That'l do it.
(Carter holds out his hand to help Abby up.)
Carter: You should go inside and lie down.
Abby: I'm fine.
Carter: You should go lie down.
Abby: I don't need to lie down. (Abby walks up to Eric.)
Eric: So you like it here, then?
Abby: (laughs) Yeah. It keeps the days from blurring together, ya know.
Eric: What are you doing, Abby?
Abby: You came on a wrong day.
Eric: From what I can tell, you're smarter than most of the people here. Smart enough to know you shouldn't be working here.
Abby: Well, that career bus is a little bit late, but thank you.
Eric: You don't even find it even a little self-destructive?
Abby: No! No. I mean, honestly I think I'm happier than I've been in a long time.
(Most of the staff is outside on strike, Abby walks up to Carter.)
Abby: Now what?
Carter: I have no idea.
Abby: You called everybody out here, you should say something.
Carter: Why are you talking to me like we're planning a prison break?
Abby: (smiling) In case this thing gets ugly.
Carter: You don't know me?
Abby: That's right. (Carter and Abby are sitting in the back of an open ambulance) Can I have a piece of paper?
Carter: What for?
Abby: I'm gonna start working on my resume.
Carter: (smiles) You'll be fine.
Abby: I know. Usually they just decapitate the leaders of the insurrection and send the peasants back to work tending the fields. But thank you.
(Susan walks up.)
Carter: What took you so long?
Susan: Abby, I need a repeat blood gas on my Huntington's patient.
Carter: We're staging a walkout.
Susan: Yeah, I get that. I need a pH. He's throwing PVCs. In fact, I have ten other patients on monitored beds who no one is watching.
(Abby looks at Carter.)
Carter: So maybe somebody will pay attention.
Susan: So you go quit, go outside and pout?
Carter: Too many patients. No room, overwhelmed staff, and it's dangerous. This keeps up, we're not gonna be able to treat anybody.
Susan: Newsflash! The health care system sucks! Our job is to treat people in spite of it.
Carter: Well, I can't, not anymore, and I don't expect you or anybody else here not to, but I can't do it.
Susan: So, too bad to the ten year old who...
Carter: We've already had one staff member murdered on duty, and nothing happened. I am trying to save the people that roll in here tomorrow!
Susan: I know Carter! You're an emergency room doctor. It's about getting through the shift.
Carter: Do you even know how many guns and knives pass through here in a year?
Susan: No, I don't, but I do know how many people are depending on us at this very moment.
Carter: I got stabbed, Lucy got killed, and today Abby and Chen get a gun to their heads. I'm sorry, no. It's gotta stop. Otherwise, it's not worth doing.
Susan: Fine, you know what, you fix tomorrow. I have to go treat patients that need us today.
(Abby gets up and stares at Carter. Carter looks at her and nods understandingly as Abby walks back into the hospital.
Walk Like A Man:
(Abby takes a dead fish out of the tank. Carter comes up to her.)
Abby: Time of death - 7:36 AM. (As she takes the fish out of the new fish tank.)
Carter: Oh, your fish coded?
Abby: Yep, third time this week. Every afternoon I restock the little pond here, and every morning it's like the Exxon Valdez blew through.
Carter: Get somebody else to do this.
Abby: No, I'm committed now.
Carter: Committed fish killer. (She dangles the dead fish over his coffee cup.) Don't, don't, don't, don't. (She drops the fish in the cup.) Thanks, I've been meaning to cut down on my caffeine.
Man: Why do I have to wait out here now? (referring to the new and improved Triage area.)
Abby: Uh, so you won't kill us.
Man: I never even touched you.
Carter: Who's idea was this, anyway?
Abby: Hospital Beautification Committee. Years to get a decent security system, two weeks for an aquarium.
Carter: Yeah, metal detectors, bullet-proof glass, we'll all be much safer. Gang go out last night?
Abby: It's not a gang, it's a club.
Carter: Not another stage-diving incident, I hope.
Abby: First rule of girls club is - you don't talk about girls club.
Carter: You're not going to tell me what you did?
Abby: Oh, you know, the usual, crank calls, pillow fights, lesbian experimentation.
Carter: How's the hangover?
Susan: I'm going with aspirin and caffeine.
Carter: Abby said it was a good time.
Susan: Don't worry she hasn't cheated on you since that stripper named Thor.
Carter: I can be concerned, right?
Susan: Don't be - he was wearing an American flag thong.
Carter: No, I mean about her drinking.
Mr. Evans: Did I bring my lunch?
Susan: (to the patient) We'll get you something. (to Carter) I'm the one who barfed.
Carter: Yeah, but she's the alcoholic. It's not easy to stay in the program when you're out bar-hopping.
Susan: The program?
Carter: I thought you knew.
Susan: (shakes head to a nurse) Would you take Mr. Evans up to CT?
(Susan and Carter go to the admit area.)
Susan: She doesn't drink tha tmuch, I hadn't even thought about it.
Carter: What's not that much?
Susan: If you're worried, you should talk to her.
Abby: (She comes up and gives Carter the X-ray pictures) Carter? Here's the X-ray for your patells fracture. What's wrong?
Carter: Nothing. Exam one? (Abby nods surprised and Carter walks away.)
Susan: WHat's the best way to rule out PE? A spiral CT or a VQ scan?
Abby: Okay, I'm only going to say this once - I hate surprise parties.
Susan: Carter assumed I was in the loop.
Abby: What loop?
Susan: The...drinking loop...
Abby: Oh.
Susan: He's concerned. Which I think is very sweet. (They start walking down the hallway.)
Abby: Um, I...I didn't want you to feel weird about it.
Susan: It's none of my business.
Abby: And I just wanted us to have a good time.
Susan: I understand.
Abby: And you've seen me...it's not like I'm...
Susan: It's between you and Carter. (She enters the ladies room, Abby follows her.)
Abby: I'm sorry he got you into it.
Susan: No, It was an accident. He thought I knew.
Abby: It's not like it's a big secret either.
(They see a syringe fall from inside the bathroom stall. They share a glance. Kerry comes out of the stall.)
Susan: Kerry.
Kerry: Susan. Abby.
(Abby standing next to Carter.)
Abby: Do you have a minute?
Carter: (to Abby) Yeah, I can give you two. (to Gallant) Best we can do is park her in the hall until a bed opens up and until her results come back from the lab! (He leaves with Abby, they stop, standing in the hallway.)
Abby: I talked to Susan...
Luka: (screaming from and exam room) Abby? Eleven year old girl with possible UTI.
Abby: (not taking her eyes off Carter) Yeah, I'm coming.
Carter: (quietly) Yeah, me too.
(He shakes his head, turns and starts walking down the hallway. Abby wnats to follow him, but then stops. A patient is wheeled in on a gurney. Carter joins Pratt and Gallant.)
(In the ambulance bay, Carter is leaving and Abby follows him.)
Abby: Hey.
Carter: Hey.
Abby: I thought you were on til 7.
Carter: Deb is covering the shift change...I'll call you later.
Abby: Ok. Hey...I'm not exactly sure why we're not talking about this.
Carter: Can't this wait until we're both off duty?
Abby: Well, who's angry at who?
Carter: I'm not angry.
Abby: Ok and I never lied to you
Carter: Well, I guess I must have talked myself into this.
Abby: Well, let's figure it out!
Carter: You know, I agreed not to rescue you, help you, of fix you, so I'm just gonna shut up and wait for the car wreck.
(The scene follows them as Carter makes his way to the "L" and Abby follows.)
Abby: Wait a minute, what is that supposed to mean?
Carter: Abby we both know where this is going.
Abby: No, I don't. And, you know, everything would have been fine if you'd just come to me in the first place.
Carter: Well, then I'm the overprotective boyfriend.
Abby: You know, I'm not drinking to get drunk - I'm hardly drinking at all.
Carter: Good night!
Abby: Okay wait! Do you wanna know how much I've been drinking? Last night I had two beers, Wednesday I had a Cosmo, last week I had nothing, the week before that I had a beer and a pink drink. I don't know what it was.
Carter: You're keeping very close track.
Abby: Yeah, because it's under control!
Carter: Well, I just don't understand why you'd want to go back to that.
Abby: I was drinking last year, you knew that. (They are walking up stairs to the "L")
Carter: Well, it was a little different then.
Abby: Yeah, now it's not about being scared and alone.
Carter: Still drinking.
Abby: Look - wait! I used to drink because I was miserable! I was in a lousy marriage, I had a life I didn't want and now I'm happy - with you! Things are good! And being able to have a casual drink with my friends just makes me feel like I'm past the bad part.
Carter: Okay.
Abby: You know maybe, maybe I just have a little bit more faith in me than you do.
Carter: So that's how you transcend my concern? Not having faith?
Abby: I don't know!...Yeah! Carter!?
Carter: Forget it! Let's not do this!
Abby: All right, look, I'm a pro at walking away, I've done it a million times and I'm asking you - please, don't do this! Stay here and talk to me! Please!...Please.
(The train arrives and when it's gone, Abby's standing alone - leaning against a pole and walks away.
(Abby is walking up the stairs to her apartment building, she is trying to find her keys in her pockets as Carter walks around the corner.)
Carter: You should have your keys already out (She turns around) You never know who might be lurking. (pauses) Look...the drinking...the drinking is the drinking, you know where I stand on that. It's just - how far are we going to go if we keep hiding from each other?
Abby: I won't hide anymore. (They start taking steps towards each other.)
Carter: I didn't mean to leave like that. It just - seemed kinda complicated and I wanted a little time to figure out where we were.
Abby: Here we are. (They both smile at each other.)
A Hopeless Wound:
(Carter has just arrived for his shoft and is walking down the hall in his skeleton costume.)
Malik: Hey, check this guy out!
Frank: What the hell are you supposed to be?
Malik: Want a candy, little fella?
(Carter grabs the candy and shakes his head, pulls off his mask, and walks into the locker room where Abby is.)
Carter: Hi! I thought everyone was getting dressed up today.
Abby: They were supposed to! There was a memo.
Carter: I didn't bring anything else to change into.
Abby: Well, neither did I.
Carter: Well, you're still a nurse, you should have called me.
Abby: (as they walk out of the lounge, to the admit desk) And then I would be the only one in costume? I don't think so.
Carter: Frank, where's your costume?
Frank: I don't observe Pagan holidays that celebrate devil worship.
Abby: (grabs a basket of candy from him) Well, this is only for Satanists.
(Carter is staring at Abby. She turns to look at him and he has a smirky smile on his face.)
Abby: What?
Carter: It's kinda working for ya.
Abby: (laughs) Shut up.
Luka: You're wearing that for your shift?
Abby: (defensively) Yes! It's Halloween. You know, Jerry sent out a memo.
Susan: Ooh, naughty nurse!
Abby: I'm not a naughty nurse!
Susan: I like it.
Abby: No, I'm like a - it's an old fashioned nurse!
Frank: looks naughty to me.
Luka: So you are a _____(some word in Croatian)?
Abby: And what's that?
Luka: How you say, like a slut, you know, like a tramp, whore...
Abby: Yeah, I got it. You know, maybe I should have worn that schoolgirl outfit you bought me.
(Abby walks away and Susan and Frank look at Luka.)
Luka: She's making a joke!
(Abby walks up to Carter in the hall to see that he has put scrub pants on over his costume.)
Abby: Hey! Hey! You changed.
Carter: What, I just put on some scrub pants.
Abby: Oh, come on! You know, Carter, my outfit is really starting to bug me too (Carter ducks into the drug lockup pretending to get away from her), but we agreed to stay in costume the entire shift!
Carter: Yeah, I am.
Abby: No, you're not! That's half a costume! That's only like 50% commitment!
Carter: Are you serious or are you kidding? Do you even know what I've been dealing with down here?
Abby: Yeah, me too! In pumps!
Carter: Wanna see the whole costume? Here's the whole costume.
Abby: No, forget it, just forget it. (smiles and walks the other way.)
(Carter pulls down his pants and doess a little dance in the hallway.)
Carter: (in a deep, funny voice) I'm a skeleton! Look at me! Whoo whoo whoo. (Abby laughs)
Luka: (Walking down the hall with a patient) Carter really likes Halloween, huh?
(Abby walks up to Carter, who is finishing up with a patient.)
Abby: Are you leaving soon?
Carter: I'm just finishing up with Woody here.
Woody: You're the most beautiful nurse in this hospital.
Abby: Well, thank you!
Woody: You've got class (Abby raises her eyebrow at Carter and he nods) May I play with your breasts?
Carter: Hey!
Abby: Excuse me!
Woody: Please! Last request of a man on his deathbed.
Carter: You're not dying Woody, you're drunk.
Woody: I wanna go to heaven on the bosom of a beautiful woman.
Abby: I don't think your HMO covers that.
(Carter and Abby walk away.)
Carter: So, how much longer you have that outfit for?
Abby: Tomorrow at noon, why?
Carter: I thought maybe I could talk you into giving me a sponge bath.
Abby: What's in it for me, bony boy?
Carter: Oh, I'll give you a bone you nasty naughty little nurse. (Abby laughs)
One Can Only Hope:
(Carter walks over to Abby who's at the admit desk, watching Eric and his girlfriend kiss.)
Carter: She looks like she's feeling better.
Abby: She should, after 125mg of Demerol.
Carter: She had a migraine.
Abby: So she needed Demerol?
Carter: She failed Compazine, she's allergic to Imitrex, and...she's almost 21.
Abby: Oh, he mentioned that, did he?
Carter: He's a funny guy.
Abby: He thinks he's in looove.
Carter: Can't have enough love in the world.
(Abby and Eric are talking in the hospital.)
Eric: Hey, where'd you go? I was looking all over for you.
Abby: I'm sorry, I had a meeting.
Eric: She's resting now-
Abby: (She is distracted because she wants to talk to Luka about the meeting about suspending him before Kerry does) Can I talk to you in just one second?
Eric: She's feeling a lot better, and John was really great with her.
Abby: (still distracted as Kerry starts talking to Luka) Who?
Eric: Your boyfriend, John Carter?
Abby: (closes her eyes, trying to pay attention to Eric) Carter. (nods)
(Abby and Carter are talking to Eric on the speaker phone while working on a patient.)
Carter: Hey Eric, how's Jody doing?
Eric: Hey, John. She's better. She was thinking we should go out tonight, down to Navy Pier. Maybe we could get my sister to go dancing. (Abby makes a face)
Carter: Yeah, she looks excited.
(Carter walks into the lounge, Abby is already there getting ready to leave.)
Carter: You better watch out, they're choosing the next mega-millionare out there.
Abby: I thought you already won the lottery.
Carter: Oh, I did, when I met you. (Abby laughs) Is this gonna be warm enough? (as he helps her put her jacket on)
Abby: I don't know, who dances outside in November?
Carter: Eskimos.
Abby: He doesn't even like to dance.
Carter: Well, love makes you do crazy things. (He takes her hand and casually twirls her around. She sighs.) What?
Abby: Nothing. (She sits down on the couch) I just wish I could go...be someplace quiet with him.
Carter: (standing at his locker taking his lab coat off) Well, give her a chance, maybe she's mature beyond her years.
Abby: I know. (pause) It's not her really, it's him. He's acting strange.
Carter: Strange how?
Abby: You know, flighty, spontaneous.
Carter: Happy?
Abby: Too happy.
Carter: There's no such thing. (He sits down next to her.)
Abby: In my family, yes, there is.
(Carter sits back and holds out his hand. She takes it, and he pulls it up to his chest for a second. They sit with their hands laced together.)
Carter: He's what, 27?
Abby: Yeah, but he's smoking, and he's flying around in planes, and he had this milk-shake obsession... (Carter laughs) What?
Carter: Milk shake obsession?
Abby: (smiles) Well...
Carter: You don't think that your radar might be a little sensitive?
Abby: No. I don't know, maybe.
Carter: Hey! (Stands up, never letting go of her hand, and grabs the other one to help her up) It's a double date. I think we can all afford to have some fun.
Abby: (puts her arms around his neck) Only if you don't make me dance.
Carter: I can't promise anything.
Abby: You have real committment issues, you know that? (They kiss)
(Eric and Jody are drinking beer, Carter and Abby are drinking soda.)
Eric: Catholic school refugees, both of us. Abby was completely famous, she had a Sex Pistols t-shirt that she wore over her jumper.
Carter: I hope you saved that uniform.
(Abby is interrogating Eric about his job and he tries to change the subject..)
Eric: (to Carter) Hey, is she always like this? ("Long Time Gone" by the Dixie Chicks starts playing)
Abby: Don't do that. (smiles and points at him)
Eric: You know what, you're a little tense. I think you and I have to take a spin. (He stands up.)
Abby: Oh no no no no no.
Eric: Come on, do you want me to embarradd you in front of oyur boyfriend by telling more horror stories from high school?
Abby: Stop it!
Eric: Alright, did you hear about the time she almost set the garage on fire?
Abby: Ah, Eric!! (hits his arm)
Eric: She used to like this guy named Rafe...
Abby: (gets up) Okay, that's it.
Carter: No, I wanna hear more about Rafe! (Smiles as he watches Abby run off.)
Abby: I said okay!
Eric: (as Abby is pulling him away) Biker dude who wore leather pants!
(Carter watches as they start line dancing.)
Jody: She really loves you.
Carter: (with a big smile) You think so? (watches Abby)
Jody: Yeah! You're so comfortable together, you know, intimate. Without needing to show off.
Carter: (still smiling) Ahh, Abby says you guys have known each other for a couple weeks.
Jody: Yeah. I love this song. (Carter raises his eyebrows) Don't you love this song? You wanna dance? (He shakes his head) Come on, let's dance, come on!
Carter: No no no no.
(She gets up and after a little bit he follows. The scene ends with Carter and Abby line dancing together smiling and laughing, having a great time.)
Tell Me Where It Hurts:
(Abby's sitting on a desk at the hospital on the phone. Carter walks over as she hangs up. He has a Diet Coke in his hands and offers it to her. She shakes her head. He sits down next to her.)
Abby: I knew something was wrong. I knew it. I told you.
Carter: It's gonna be okay.
Aby: No, he's not. Don't say that. He's sick. I don't even know where they took him. And the Air Force is not like the police, I can't just go there and bail him out. I don't even know who to call. (she sighs loudly) What if they put him in some VA loony bin?
Carter: That's not gonna happen.
Abby: How do you know?
Carter: Because we'll get him a good lawyer. We'll help him through this. Why don't you go home. I'll get someone to cover your shift.
Abby: I can't.
Carter: Go home. Get some rest. Call me if you need me.
(Abby is sitting on the couch when Carter gets home.)
Carter: Hey. (Abby smiles) I've been calling you.
Abby: I was on the phone.
Carter: Did you reach him? (Abby shakes her head. He looks at his watch) You might have to wait until morning. (Abby nods. Carter holds up a carryout bag.) I got some fish and chips from Brennan's.
Abby: I'm not hungry. (Carter walks into the kitchen to put the food in the fridge, and he notices the glass of wine on the table and the bottle on the counter. Abby watches him and comes in the kitchen.) I bought it on the way home from work. I took me an hour to get it out of the bag, and then another 45 minutes to pour it in the glass, and I still haven't taken a sip. I just wanted everything to stop, you know, I just wanted to stop thinking-
(She struggles to put the cork back on the bottle. Carter takes it from her and puts it on the counter as he pulls her towards him into a hug. She wraps her arms around him.)
Carter: Hey hey hey.
Abby: (talking into his chest) I'm so glad you're home. (Carter smiles a little)
Carter: (rubbing her back) I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I wanted you to be wrong. For both of you.
(They stand like this for a minute before Abby kisses his chest, pulls back, looks at him, then turns and sits at the table.)
Abby: My family is so screwed up. If I were you, I would run from my life and never look back.
Carter: (pulls up a chair right next to her and takes off his jacket) You don't hold the monopoly on screwed up families. You've met my mother.
Abby: She's not certifiable.
Carter: I have an idea. I think we should get them all together for the holidays. Gamma, my parents, your mother...(he gets a little laugh out of her)
Abby: I'm really scared for him, Carter.
Carter: I know.
Abby: And it's so unfair. Cause he was such a good kid. (Carter puts his hand on her back.) And we went through so much growing up, and I really thought I got him through. I thought...he was safe.
Carter: He's gonna get all the help that he needs now. We're gonna make sure that he does. Nothing that you did or didn't do could have prevented this.
Abby: (staring at the table) It's just that, Eric...he was the only constant thing in my life, you know? He was the only thing I could ever really count on.
Carter: (pause) That's not true anymore.
Abby: (pause and a smile) Promise? (she looks up at him and begins to talk slowly) Cause I really need something (laughs a little bit, nervously, then quickly turns serious again) to hang on to right now.
Carter: (looks into her eyes) I'm not going anywhere.
First Snowfall:
(At the hospital, Abby's shift is over and Carter's is just starting. Abby is trying to get a patient to sit down and Carter walks up. They talk as the patient talks to himself.)
Carter: Hey.
Abby: Hi. What happened, I kept trying to call you.
Carter: Yeah, I couldn't get any cell phone signal on the base. But they did keep Eric there Thursday night.
Abby: They told you that?
Carter: They held Eric in the brig there three nights ago and then transferred the next morning.
Abby: Transferred him where?
Carter: Nebraska. The base.
Abby: Might as well be Manila. There's like 100 offices at that base.
(They get the man into his bed and walk over to the desk where Galant is on the phone.)
Gallant: (on the phone) Is that the Army or the Air Force?
Abby: (Carter looks at her questioningly) I was desperate. I thought he could use military lingo or something...
Gallant: Great, thanks. (hangs up phone) Okay, so they gave me the number to their 55th Wing Judge Advocate's office.
Abby: I left five voicemails there, they're closed all weekend.
Gallant: I could call back.
Abby: No, that's okay, I'm just gonna go there. I'm just gonna go there.
Carter: Okay...um, alright, why don't we do this, why don't I call the travel agency, we could book a midday flight out for tomorrow.
Abby: I wanna go tonight.
Carter: Well then you could confirm he's there. (They walk into the lounge)
Abby: I've been trying to confirm where he is for three and a half days.
Carter: Do you even know if there's a flight out tonight?
Abby: (she's digging through her locker) Yep, United, 9:30, to Omaha.
Carter: My shift just started five minutes ago, I can't dump it now.
Abby: Yo udon't have to come.
Carter: You can't go by yourself.
Abby: (smiles) I usually do this by myself.
Carter: Come on, let me see if I can find Chen to cover for me.
Abby: She left five minutes ago.
Carter: Do you even know how to get onto a military base?
Aby: I don't know, there must be a visitor's center.
Carter: You have to have a sponsor.
Abby: I'll figure it out.
Carter: You should at least take Gallant with you.
Abby: (laughs) Yeah, that's exactly what I need, a med student.
Carter: Well to us he's a med student, to them he's an officer.
Abby: I'm sure he has better things to do.
Carter: He's been on a base before, like you said, he speaks the lingo...
Abby: Can you (she pauses and sounds slightly annoyed) Can you call me a cab please?
(They are walking out of the hospital towards a cab.)
Abby: Maybe some t-shirts, uh, they're in the third drawer on the right, from the bottom. Just pick out anything that doesn't look like I slept in it.
(She drops her purse, things go everywhere. Carter helps her pick them up. He wipes off a piece of paper on his pants.)
Carter: What about toiletries, toothbrush, toothpaste.
Abby: I'll just buy that stuff when I get out there. My socks and underwear are in the second drawer, just make sure you pull 'em from the top.
Carter: Why?
Abby: 'Cause those are my respectable ones.
Carter: (smiles) Oh right, yeah yeah (they get to the cab, Gallant walks up) Were they open?
Gallant: Yeah, just made it.
Abby: What?
Carter: Dry-cleaning.
Gallant: My uniform.
Carter: Thought it might help.
Abby: You don't have to do this Gallant.
Gallant: Never been to Omaha. (He goes to the other side of the car and gets in.)
Abby: What's that? (referring to the thick book that Carter slides over to Gallant)
Gallant: The internal medical exam's next week.
Abby: Oh that's great, you coerced a med student into failing his rotation.
Carter: I'm on the 10:00 flight, I'll get in at 11:30. Just call me on the cell phone if you need anything.
Abby: When are you gonna sleep?
Carter: Just get in the cab.
Abby: Thank you.
Carter: Yeah. (They hug) See ya in Nebraska.
Abby: Mmhmm.
(They pull apart and he opens the cab door for her and closes it behind her. He taps the back of the cab as it pulls out. Carter starts walking towards the hospital, stopping to look at the snow beginning to fall.)
(It's the next morning towards the end of Carter's shift. He walks outside to see the ambulance bay snowed in. He goes inside and calls the airport to find all planes have been delayed. He goes into the men's room to brush his teeth when his cell phone rings.)
Carter: Hello?
Abby: John?
Carter: Hey! Hang on. (he puts down the toothbrush) Hey, where are you?
Abby: Uh, looking for Eric's commanding officer.
Carter: You got on base?
Abby: Yeah! You were right, Gallant's a fast talker, I'm looking at one of those stealth plane things right now.
Carter: Did you uh, see the news?
Abby: What?
Carter: I said, did you see the news last night?
Abby: No, what happened?
Carter: Three feet of snow, dumped in seven hours.
Abby: (there's a lot of background noise from the planes) Carter, I can't hear you!
Carter: (shouting) Three feet of snow dumped in seven hours last night! The airport's closed. I'm at work, I can't get my car out of the parking garage. The El's shut down. (she still can't hear him) The El. Forget it. Is he there? Eric, is he there?
Abby: I don't know, nobody seems to know anything, actually...
(Gallant and an officer walk up to Abby.)
Officer: Off the phone! You're a civilian in a restricted area, off the phone!
Abby: Carter, I'm gonna havve to call you back.
Officer: Tell her to get off the phone.
Gallant: Abby, get off the phone.
Abby: (to Carter) Talk to you later! (hangs up)
(back at the hospital, Elizabeth has just come in, Carter is on the phone at the admit desk.)
Elizabeth: Look, I'm soaked to my knees, all we did was walk from the El.
Carter: (hangs up the phone) The El's open?
(Cut to Abby lighting a cigarette.)
Gallant: I wouldn't do that if I were you.
Abby: We're outside.
Gallant: On an Air Force base.
Abby: What, you need clearance to smoke, too? You can't talk on a cell phone, you can't smoke...
Gallant: You see that truck?
Abby: (takes a drag) Yeah.
Gallant: That's jet fuel.
(Carter's walking out of the hospital as LUka skies up)
Carter: Commuting on skies!
Luka: What?
Carter: Skiing to work.
Luka: Yeah, I don't live far. Nice coat.
Carter: Good will box.
Luka: Hey, did she find him?
Carter: Who?
Luka: Abby's brother.
Carter: Oh, I'm just gonna try to catch a train to Midway and wait for it to open up.
Luka: Where are you going?
Carter: Nebraska, she's already there, she left last night.
Luka: You didn't go with her?
Carter: I had a shift.
Luka: Oh.
Carter: I sent Gallant with her.
Luka: Gallant?
Carter: Yeah.
Luka: Why?
Susan: Carter! We've got multiples coming in.
Carter: Luka's here.
Susan: Three criticals, one adult, two kids. Some drunk plowed through a family making a snowman in their front yard.
Carter: Where's Weaver?
Susan: She can't get her car out.
Carter: The El's running.
Susan: And it's hard walking through the snow with a cane. She's disabled, remember?
Carter: (muttering to himself as he walks back inside the hospital) I thought we were closed to ambulance traffic. How's anybody gonna get in here anyways?
(Maggie sitting outside the building on the steps and Aby comes out with a soda.)
Abby: All they had was Diet Shasta.
Maggie: They still make this?
Abby: I hope so. (pause) Um, they might ask you to testify, you know.
Maggie: Yeah.
Abby: Mom, I need you to be with me on this. He can't stay in a military jail.
Maggie: I'm with you.
Abby: (she nods) I'm sorry. (she sighs) I'm just scared for him, and I'm angry. I'm angry at you, for having to do this again, and you didn't do anything!
Maggie: No, you're angry at me for giving it to him.
Abby: No, no, no. I didn't-
Maggie: I know yo ufeel like a mother to him. Why shouldn't you, you practically raised him, you have a right. But I'm his mother, I gave it to him. I gave it to my son. All I can do now is try to be his mother.
Abby: (Her cell phone rings and she looks at Maggie apologetically/) I'm sorry, I gave his lawyer this number.
Maggie: Go ahead, I'm gonna try to find us a hotel room, this might take a few days. (Maggie goes inside.)
Abby: Hello?
Carter: Hey, you turned on your cell phone
Abby: (smiles) Hi.
Carter: Well, did you find him?
Abby: Yeah, I found him. They might court martial him, but I found him. (A car pulls up in front of where she's sitting but she doesn't look up)
Carter: Did you tell them that he's sick?
Abby: They already knew. It's a long story. You still snowed in?
Carter: Oh, the city's a mess. (he gets out of the car) How are you holding up?
(He smiles at her, Abby stares at him, closes her phone and smiles.)
Next Of Kin:
Susan: When's Abby due back?
Carter: She's back! Yesterday.
Susan: Yeah, everything okay?
Carter: Yeah, I mean, other than needing a vacation from her vacation.
Susan: No kidding. If I was stuck on a train with my family..that's a bad example, because I'd throw myself on the tracks.
Carter: See ya tomorrow.
Susan; Bye!
Jerry: Not so fast. Weaver wants you to cover her shift.
Susan: That is the second time this week!
Jerry: And it's only Tuesday.
Chen: Well, is she moonlighting or slacking?
Carter: Getting involved in labor negotiations is what I heard.
Susan: Something like that.
Chen: Well, so much for salsa tonight.
Carter: You losing all your party pals?
Chen: Yeah well, between work and boyfriends, nobody seems to have time for fun anymore.
(Jerry and Carter are at the admit desk, Jerry answers the phone.)
Jerry: Someone's asking for you.
Carter: Did you get a name?
Jerry: Anita Coffee?
(Carter comes outside the hospital and jogs over to where Abby'a waiting, zipping up his jacket.)
Carter: Is that a pseudonym or a cry for help?
Abby: Pretty clever, huh?
Carter: Hey. (They kiss hello)
Abby: (smiling) Hi.
Carter: It's freezing, why didn't you come inside?
Abby: I didn't feel like dealing with anybody, I guess. Did you get someone to cover for you?
Carter: Yeah. Everything okay?
Abby: Yeah. Just needed some company.
(They put their arms around each other as they walk over to Doc Magoo's.)
(Sitting in a booth at Doc Magoo's.)
Carter: So how was it left?
Abby: She went back to my apartment, I came here. (she takes a sip of coffee) I'll pick him up tonight, we'll all have dinner, it'll be fine. As soon as she leaves.
Carter: What happens then?
Abby: Then, Eric and I will get into a routine with this treatment, and I'll work days so I can keep an eye on him at night.
Carter: Really?
Abby: And I'll probably get a bigger apartment, cause...
Carter: You're gonna be roommates now?
Abby: Well, I can't just let him wander off and hope for the best. He needs my help. (Carter nods and glances of to the side.) You think that it's too much?
Carter: I think that it's a responsibility that you could share.
Abby: With who? Maggie? (pause) Do you know when she would leave us, she used to do it when we were sleeping? Did I ever tell you that? (Carter shakes his head no.) So it became part of our morning routine, we would get up, go pee, check and see if Mom had abandoned us. And the mornings she was gone, I was left with my little brother, this skinny little kid, who never ever did anything wrong, and was good and beautiful and sweet, and I would have to tell him that everything was gonna be okay.
Carter: What would he say?
Abby: You're a liar.
Abby: (Abby is sitting on the steps of her apartment building when Carter gets there. They stare at each other for a bit before Abby says something.) Every once in ahile you'll have a really perfect cigarette. You know? (Carter walks up to her and sits down one step lower than her.) Everything about it is perfect, the taste, the moment. Of course, 99% of the time, it tastes like crap.
Carter: It causes cancer.
Abby: That too.
Carter: I left you a message. How'd it go?
Abby: With what? (takes a drag)
Carter: (with a disappointed tone in his voice) With your brother. You gonna let me in, or do I have to guess, or-
Abby: Nothing happened.
Carter: Nothing. (motioning with his hands, impatient) Come on!
Abby: Despite the best laid plans, nothing happened. Mostly because they left.
Carter: What?
Abby: They went off into the sunset together, it was very romantic.
Carter: What, your mom and Eric, they're gone?
Abby: You know, I don't really want to talk about this right now, 'cause it's ruining my perfect smoke.
Carter: (raises his eyebrows and looks sad/hurt) Sorry.
Abby: (she throws her cigarette down) It's okay, I'm done. I'm done with both of them, I'm done with all of it. (She gets up and opens the door) Cancel Christmas! (She goes inside, leaving Carter sitting on the steps.)
Hindsight:
(At the admit desk, Carter is ready to leave and Abby's still working.)
Carter: Sure you don't wanna meet me in Boston?
Abby: I think you need some quality time with the old man.
Carter: You'll be missed.
Abby: I always am, right?
(Then, when Carter is leaving, he reaches for Abby's hand and they walk to the door together and kiss good-bye. We see it through the eyes of Luka.)
(At Susan's Christmas party, Carter has just opened his handcuffs and everyone is laughing.)
Abby: Okay, are we done?
Susan: No, you have to open your present.
Abby: Oh, I've still got the rubber sheets from last year.
Carter: That's where those came from?
(Abby goes into the bedroom to get her coat and Luka comes in. He asks to see what present she got, and she hands him her snowglobe, which he winds up.)
Abby: You alright?
Luka: We don't talk much anymore. I don't know what to say.
Abby: Well, we should fix that. (She turns around to pick up her jacket) Get a cup of coffee or something, or you could come over for dinner, Carter orders up a mean pizza.
Luka: (He runs his hand up and down her arm.) I miss you, Abby.
Abby: (turning around) Um, okay, I'm gonna take a wild guess here. You've been drinking.
Luka: So?
Abby: (she backs away from him) So...maybe we should talk about this some other time?
Luka: You don't look happy.
Abby: (crosses her arms) I'm happy.
Luka: That's good, I want you to be happy, I'm just saying that if you're not...
Abby: I should go. (She takes her snowglobe back from him)
Luka: I made mistakes, a lot of mistakes...
Abby: Don't make another one. (There is a knock on the door)
Carter: Ready to go?
Abby: Yep.
Carter: (nods to Luka) Luka, missing all the fun?
Luka: Yeah, you should stay.
Carter: (shakes his head) Gotta go.
Abby: Are you working tomorrow?
Luka: No.
Carter: Lucky for you.
Luka: Lucky for patients.
Abby: Merry Christmas.
Luka: Yeah. (muttering) Merry Christmas. (Takes a drink of beer)
A Saint In The City:
(At the admit desk, Carter is in his tux, Abby's still in scrubs.)
Abby: (holding her dress) 10 minutes.
Susan; You two have fun!
(Carter and Abby start walking down the hall.)
Carter: So you sure you wanna go?
Abby: Definitely. Free canape. What is a canape, anyway? Don't worry, I'll use the right fork.
Carter: Next time, we'll do something fun. Next time, we'll do something that you wanna do.
Abby: Oh, you mean like miniature golf, or bowling? Things my people enjoy doing? It's too bad Cats closed.
Carter: (as Abby walks into the bathroom to change) Just shut up now.
(At the benefit, Abby is looking at the model of the Symphony Hall.)
Carter: (smiling) The real one will be bigger.
Abby: (smiling back) I hope so. (a waiter comes around with a tray) Oh, thank you. Have you tried these? They're like perfect little salty things.
Carter: Don't fill up on those. (Abby giggles) Any luck, we might get out of here early enough to get some real food.
Abby: How much money they trying to raise?
Carter: 58, I think. I know we're throwing in 10.
Abby: Thousand?
Carter: Million.
Abby: Right. So I guess that means you get great seats forever?
Carter: Gamma will.
Abby: What do you do with 58 million dollars?
Carter: You get architectural significance. I mean, what's the point of building a cultural edifice if you're not gonna prove your civic superiority?
Abby: Well, taht's a lot of civic superiority.
Carter: Hey, you know, McNulty's clinic's not far from here. What do you think he would do with 58 million bucks?
Abby: Hock hor'dourves in his waiting room?
Gamma: Hello, John.
Carter: Hello, Gamma. Hi, Steve.
Gamma: I'm Millicent Carter, John's grandmother.
Abby: Hi, uh, Abby Lockhart
Carter: You've met Abby before.
Gamma: Oh, I'm sorry, so many people in John's life. (Abby and Carter share a glance) Don't you look beautiful!
Abby: What exactly are canapes? I mean, are they different from appetizers? (Carter looks amused)
Gamma: I'm not sure dear. (Carter and Abby both stifle laughs) There is a foundation meeting on Thursday, John, can you come?
Carter: No, thank you.
Gamma: I'd appreciate it. We're electing new officers.
Carter: Oh, well. I always thought that was a sort of whoever's in the bathroom gets elected president kind of thing.
Gamma: I'm stepping down. I'd like you to take your father's place as treasurer.
Carter: How did Dad get off so easy?
Gamma: I've asked your father to take my place as president. Don't you think you're getting a bit long in the tooth for the disaffected youth role, John?
Carter: Gamma, thank you, but no thank you. I already have a day job. (Carter walks away and Abby watches.)
Abby: That was a little rude.
Carter: Stay out of it.
Abby: (raises her eyebrows) So was that.
(A woman starts giving a speech at the front of the room and they lower their voices.)
Carter: My grandmother doesn't want me to be the treasurer of the family foundation, she wants me to quit working.
Abby: She's old, she's probably looking to you to take on some of her load.
Carter: Embrace my familial responsibilities, join the family business...
Abby: Which is what, exactly?
Carter: It's this, it's giving away money, it's cutting ribbons, it's waving to the comon man...it's Prince Charles without the castle.
Abby: I don't know about no castle, I've seen your grandmother's house.
Carter: Abby, I know that you mean well, but don't try to tell me what to do with my life, okay?
Abby: (puts her head down) Okay. (Carter is called to present the check.)
(Carter: (while leaving the party) I think Shaw's is open late, if you still wanna get something to eat.
Abby: (running her hands through her hair and avoiding eye contact) No, I'm not hungry.
Carter: You're not hungry? You're pissed at me. (pause) Look, I'm sorry, but I don't think you have any right to lecture me about my family.
Abby: (she looks at him) Was that an apology?
Carter: I don't owe you an apology. Look, you want me to end up like my father, at Gamma's beckon call, handing jout checks sot hat the Art Institute can have another decooning of the symphony can have travertine instead of tile in it's bathrooms?
Abby: WHy don't you just get involved with the foundation and change the priorities? Give the money to health care, education, needle exchange, I don't know, anything you feel passionate about!
Carter: I feel passionate about what I'm doing, okay? I feel passionate about working at County.
Abby: Who says you can't do both?
Carter: I do.
Abby: Okay, look. You were born really really rich. So what? It's nothing to be ashamed of.
Carter: I'm not ashamed of who I am!
Abby: No? You drive a Jeep, you wear a cheap watch, you rent a two-bedroom apartment.
Carter: WHat do you want me to do, drive a BMW?
Abby: No, I don't care. I couldn't care less, but you care a lot. You want everybody to think that you're just like them, but you're not. You just signed a check for 10 million dollars in there, you didn't even blink! I write a check for over a hundred dollars, I get a stomachache.
Carter: I give something more important than money. I give my time, and I do it every day, to real people, and it makes a difference.
Abby: And I think that's great. I really do. But money makes a difference too!
Carter: (rubs his eyes) You know where my money come from? Do you know where the money for the Carter Symphony Hall comes from? My great-grandfather made a killing during the Depression in cornering the coal market. In the winter of 1933 a lot of children froze to death, and my family made out like bandits.
Abby: That was seventy years ago, Carter. You can't give the money back now. Why not give it to people who really need it? There are still lots of kids freezing to death every winter, Carter.
No Good Deed Goes Unpunished:
(Carter, Abby and Luka are working on a patient together.)
Luka: So, what's it going to be, huh, Chechnya or the Congo? (Abby looks up)
Carter: (glances at Abby) Oh...um, still thinking about it.
Abby: (with a little confused smile) Thinking about what?
Luka: Carter's going away with Alliance de Medicine Internacionale.
Abby: Really?
Carter: Uh...it's something...I'm thinking about doing for the spring.
Luka: Oh, he's going. I've done it three times, and it makes what we do here look lik...I don't know.
Carter: Okay. You got this? (he looks partially annoyed)
Luka: Yeah, thanks. (Carter leaves)
Abby: (to Luka) I'll be right back.
(Carter is looking over a chart when Abby come from the hallway looking for him.)
Abby: Chechnya?
Carter: Yeah, we talked abou tthis.
Abby: No, we didn't. (They walk towards the admit desk.)
Carter: Yeah, remember that time that I said I thought I'd like to practice medicine abroad?
Abby: Yeah.
Carter: Well...
Abby: I thought you meant...Paris or something.
Carter: Well, they desperately need doctors.
Abby: So do we.
(Carter is looking at an X-ray on a hall monitor. Abby walks past.)
Abby: So when are you leaving me?
Carter: What?
Abby: (Abby keeps walking, Carter follows.) When...are you planning...on running off to the jungle?
Carter: Oh, I haven't really decided if that's something I'm gonna do yet.
Abby: Really? Luka made it sound like you had.
Carter: Luka's a big advocate of the program. You thought it was cool when he went.
Abby: Yeah, Luka went home. To his own country. And he didn't have a girlfriend asking him not to go.
Carter: (taps her with the X-ray folder) You could come with me?
Abby: Like I don't have enough drama in my life already. (They arrive at McNulty's gurney)
McNulty: (when he sees them) Well, well, well. If it ain't the Ken and Barbie of the medical world. (Abby smiles)
Carter: (to McNulty) You look better.
McNulty: I am better. (to Abby) Hello beautiful.
Abby: (with a smile) Hello.
(Luka is upset after a bulimic girl comes in to have her stomach pumped. Afterward, Susan tries to talk to him and asks if he's having a bad day. Susan then goes up to Abby who's working at a computer at the desk.)
Susan: I think maybe you should talk to him, he seems a little depressed.
Abby: He's European, that's his baseline. (Susan smiles) And besides, I'm still mad at him for putting that adventure doctor idea into Carter's head.
(Carter is at the admit desk. Abby comes inside, and Carter smiles and starts walking with her.)
Carter: What do you say we go out to dinner tonight? Someplace nice, someplace romantic.
Abby: (smiling widely) I can't Eric's picking me up.
Carter: Eric, your brother?
Abby: Mmhmm. He's here...and he's on his meds! (smiling)
Carter: He's picking you up to do what?
Abby: Um...He's taking me to see his airplane.
Carter: He bought an airplane?
Abby: Yes.
Carter: Want me to go with you?
Abby: No. I think it will be okay. He seems...reall, really good.
Carter: Are you gonna go flying with him?
Abby: No. I'm supportive, not stupid.
Carter: I have to go by McNulty's clinic anyway. He forgot his prescription. So, I'll just call you after that?
Abby: Okay.
Carter: Good luck.
Abby: Thanks.
Carter: Don't go flying with him.
Abby: (she inhales loudly and sdjusts her scarf and jacket) Don't go to Chechnya.
(She gives him a small smile and walks away. He also smiles slightly and watches her leave.)
No Strings Attached:
Abby: Frank, did we hear anything from OB about a bed for Kim Cowen?
Frank, No, but I've got your mom on line one. (Abby rolls her eyes.) Abby? Line one?
Abby: Yeah, I'm on my way out, can you take a message?
Frank: You mean another one? (Abby rolls her eyes)
Carter: Maggie called?
Abby: Twice.
Carter: Why?
Abby: I don't know. She wants to talk to me, make it up, be a family, whatever.
Carter: You're not interested in doing that?
Abby: No, not really.
Carter: If you're mad at your mom you should tell her, don't just ignore her.
Abby: Okay, thanks. (puts on her jacket) I took a split shift so I could see you off.
Carter: My flights not for hours.
Abby: (smiles slyly at him) I know.
(They're in Abby's bed under the covers.)
Carter: You still okay with me going?
Abby: Yeah, I said I was.
Carter: You meant it?
Abby: Mmhmm.
Carter: What are you thinking?
Abby: (laughs) Nothing.
Carter: Work?
Abby: Nope.
Carter: Your mom?
Abby: God, no.
Carter: Come on, tell me.
Abby: It's a song.
Carter: Oh yeah?
Abby: Mmhmm.
Carter: Which one?
Abby: (laughs) From the 70's. (Carter motions for her to tell him.) It's goofy.
Carter: (props himself up on his elbow, leaning towards her) "Blinded by the Light"
Abby: No.
Carter: "Love Will Keep Us Together."
Abby: Nope.
Carter: What!?
Abby: (starts singing Afternoon Delight by the Starlight Vocal Band) "Rubbing sticks and stones together makes the sparks ignite..."
Carter: (smiling) No.
Abby: (nods) "And the thought of something something, it's getting so exciting, sky rockets in flight, afternoon delight."
(She sings louder and louder and Carter keeps begging her to stop, even puts a pillow over his head. He leans over to kiss her to get her to stop. The phone rings.)
Carter: You wanna get that?
Abby: Nope.
(She reaches over and disconnects the phone and they continue with their "afternoon delight.")
(Abby's in the lounge on the phone, trying to get more information when Susan comes in.)
Susan: (concerned) I thought he was an air-traffic controller.)
Abby: He always wanted to fly, he just got his license.
Susan: Did you reach Carter?
Abby: I had him paged in Miami, but I guess the flight already took off..
Susan: Does your mom know anything?
Abby: I haven't called her.
Susan: Do you think you should?
Abby: I think I'm stressed out enough as it is without having to deal with her too.
Susan: Hey, you should go home.
Abby: Do people know?
Susan: About Eric? Some.
Abby: I'd rather they didn't.
Susan: You should still go home.
Abby: I'm gonna stay, but thanks.
(Susan is working on her cancer patient and Abby walks up in her regular clothes.)
Abby: Hey.
Susan: You outta here?
Abby: Yeah.
Susan: Any word?
Abby: Nothing.
Susan: Is Carter coming back?
Abby: No, I told him not to.
Susan: You don't have to be alone tonight if you don't wanna be.
Abby: Go with you on your blind date, I don't think so.
Susan: Call me if you need me!
Abby: I'll be fine.
Susan: Goodnight!
(Abby gets back to her apartment. She looks at her answering machine, which is blinking 17 new messages. There's a picture of a plane next to the phone. She goes to bed and smokes. The clock says 2:45. She decides to call Maggie.)
Abby: Mom, are you there? Look, I'm sorry I didn't call you back earlier, but I need to talk to you now...Mom, if you're there, could you please pick up? (The scene changes, we can still hear her leaving a message for Maggie, but we see her in the grocery store check-out line, buying alcohol.) Okay, maybe you're sleeping. Um, call me back, I should be home.
A Boy Falling Out Of The Sky:
(Carter let's himself into Abby's apartment and sees the half-empty tequila bottle on the table. He walks towards her bedroom and calls her name. As he gets closer to the bedroom we can hear Abby's alarm beeping, but she's not awake. He walks over to the bed and reaches over her to turn off the alarm, then lays down next to her, putting his arm around her and rubbing her arm gently before closing his eyes. Later, Carter is in the kitchen cleaning up when Abby come out, wrapped up in a blanket. Her hair is a mess and she's hungover. She stands across the room and stares at him. He turns around and jumps when he sees her.)
Carter: You scared me. (pause) You okay?
Abby: When did you get here?
Carter: A couple hours ago. You were still sleeping. (He picks up the tequila bottle and puts the lid on. Abby lowers her head and closes her eyes.) Any news? (She shakes her head no.) How about some breakfast? Can you eat?
Abby: Did the phone ring? (He shakes his head and pours a cup of coffee.) I thought I heard the phone ring.
Carter: No.
Abby: You can just leave that stuff, I'll clean up later.
Carter: You want some aspirin?
Abby: Call me if they call here.
Carter: Where are you going?
Abby: I took a shift.
Carter: (he slams his cup down and follows her) You're going in?
Abby: I gotta keep busy.
Carter: Well, let's go do something.
Abby: You must be exhausted.
Carter: Don't go to work.
Abby: I can't drop it now.
Carter: I'll call for you.
Abby: I'm going to work.
Carter: Hey! Hey, hey, hey... (He takes her in his arms and she leans in for a hug. He rubs her back and she buries her head in his chest.) They're gonna find him.
Abby: Thank you for coming back.
(Abby's in the trauma with the little boy when Carter and Maggie arrive outside the door. Abby sees them and Carter walks inside.)
Abby: No.
Carter: She wants to talk to you.
Abby: (shaking her head forcefully) No. I can't.
(She walks into the dark suture room and Carter takes over for her with the trauma patient. Abby sits down on a gurney and triese to collect herself.)
Carter: (in the hall) You should really go home, there's nothing to do here.
Maggie: I don't wanna go home, I don't wanna stay here, I wanna talk to Abby.
Carter: She's just a little preoccupied right now.
Maggie: Look, you have cops coming in and out of here every day, she must know one of them, we have to go down to the precinct-
Carter: The FAA has got the Coast Guard seasrching on both sides of the lake.
Maggie: I called the FAA, I called the Coast Guard, they won't give me any information over the phone, they think I'm a terrorist or something, they keep referring me to the Chicago PD.
Carter: Okay, well if it makes you feel any better, I know the desk sergeant, I could call him.
Maggie: Yes, yes John, thank you, but we have to go down there, we've got to push them. I know she's busy, but we have to do something!
Carter: Okay, let me go talk to her.
Maggie: I wanna talk to her!
Carter: No, please Maggie, just give me one minute, no no no no no. (Maggie tries to go down the hall but he stops her and spins her around.) Please. We'll deal with this, just sit right here, give me a minute.
Maggie: John, we have to find Eric.
Carter: I know.
Weaver: Everything alright?
Carter: No.
Weaver: I thought you were off today.
Carter: I am.
Weaver: Hey, if Abby needs to go, she should go, I was surprised to see her.
Carter: Yeah, I just have to find her first.
Weaver: Trauma two.
Abby: Is she manic?
Carter: She's upset.
Abby: She's blonde.
Carter: So are you. Look, his plane disappeared yesterday, she wouldn't decompensate overnight.
Abby: I've seen it happen.
Carter: Make your own assessment.
Abby: Can't you deal with her?
Carter: She's not my mother. Who knows, maybe she can help.
(Back in the trauma room, and the little boy has just been taken off life support when Abby's cell phone rings. She walks into the adjoining room, Carter watching through the glass.)
Abby: Hello? Yeah, this is she...Uh, was it...damaged?...Well then where's my brother?...Did he leave a bag or a note or a... (Carter walks in.)
Carter: Is it?
Abby: (nods) Well, do you think you could leave it there, so if he comes...Okay.
Carter: They found his plane?
Abby: (nods again) Uh, what's the name of the town? Thank you. (She hangs up.) Intact.
Carter: Intact?
Abby: Yeah. (she smiles and cups his face with her hands and kisses him)
Carter: Guess Maggie was right.
Abby: I'll be right back. (She runs to the El Station and stops Maggie from leaving.)
(After Deb and Pratt have a fight, Pratt starts venting to Carter.)
Pratt: And women don't know what the hell they want, am I right? I'm right, right?
They want a committment, so you give 'em one, then they want their freedom, so naturally, you oblige, then they accuse you of trying to be with someone else, I'm telling you, you can't win.
Carter: Women can be hard to figure out sometimes.
Pratt: SOmetimes? You know who's got it all figured out I think? Homosexuals. I'm serious, just listen to me, look, it's two guys living together, toilet seat's always up, channel's always on ESPN. You can drink beers in bed, leave your clothes on the floor. I'm telling you, gay cats got it good!
Carter: WHy are you telling me this?
Pratt: I have no idea. (he walks away)
Luka: I thought you were on vacation.
Carter: I thought you quit.
Luka: Can you take hives in four?
Carter: I'm not on.
Luka: Just one more patient?
Carter: I was never on.
Luka: Then what are you doing here?
Carter: I have no idea.
Carter: (Sees her on the rooftop. She's sitting on a folding chair) Hey! (She throws her cigarette onto the ground) Don't put it out on my account.
Abby: I only wanted half.
Carter: Nobody smokes half a cigarette.
Abby: I do. And I'm trying to quit.
Carter: Oh, back to that, are we?
Abby: I like routine.
Carter: Yeah, like disappearing on me.
Abby: I know. I'm sorry.
Carter: It's...no problem. You had bigger concerns.
Abby: Yeah, like ruining your vacation.
Carter: Who knows - you might have saved me from a shark attack. (he moves to sit in a chair next to her)
Abby: Run away, Carter. Run as fast as you can.
Carter: (sits down) Where's Maggie?
Abby: She went home.
Carter: Minnesota?
Abby: Please.
Carter: Well, you want to hide out at my place for a while?
Abby: Did you hear what I said about running away?
Carter: I block out about half of what you say.
Abby: Only half?
Carter: The negative half. (she looks disappointed) I'm sorry.
Abby: No, you're right. (She stands and walks a little bit away from him) I am negative. It's hard not to be when you attract misery everywhere you go.
Carter: I'm not gonna let you do this...
Abby: I'm like a magnet for it....And you shouldn't have to deal with this!
Carter: Now you're pissing me off.
Abby: Maybe you should just cut your losses...
Carter: You know, Eric is alive! (Stands) You could take two seconds and rejoice in that!
Abby: I did! I hugged you and then I ran away to find my crazy mother, and I never even came back to thank you. Thank you for traveling all night. Thank you for working all day just to be with me.
Carter: You're welcome.
Abby: 'Cause, you know, my life is on hold. It will always and forever be on hold. You don't want to be on hold with me.
Carter: Well, then don't put it on hold!
Abby: I have no choice! You do!
Carter: Right. Your life sucks. Now and forever, there's nobody that you can love, there's nothing that you can do about it.
Abby: You don't want me to love you.
Carter: Can I decide that for myself!?!
Abby: Fine! Decide! What do you want?
Carter: What do I want? I want for you to stop being so afraid!
Abby: I'm not afraid!
Carter: I want us to stop being so careful!
Abby: I'm just...
Carter: I want to marry you!
Abby: What?
Carter: I want to marry you! (They have to yell due to the helicopter flying overhead.)
Abby: Oh, you're proposing!?
Carter: Yeah!
Abby: You're crazy!
Carter: Well, then I'll fit right in!
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