"(w/?" "Okay." "Bye." "What's going on?" "I'm sorry..." "Brian." "Brian, yeah." "I'm pregnant." "What?" "Look, I just really need you to sign this piece of paper, and then you can forget all about it." "I think we should talk about this." "I need a location on Jack." "He's still not in, and he's not answering his cell." "Son of a bitch." "Listen, maybe Kapel lied about Jack to throw up some dust." "Roughing up witnesses, seizing files without a warrant." "No." "That sounds like Jack." "I'm telling you, something's not right." "Jack!" "He's over there!" "Jack!" "I don't know, Sam." "We just got..." "What do we got?" "46-year-old male,GSW to the right chest." "Severe blood loss." "The patient is hypertensive." "BP is 80 palp and dropping." "Do you know what type of weapon was used?" ".45." "Get a CBC, chem-seven, chest X-ray cross-matched times four." "Prep the OR and page the thoracist on call." "You have to wait here." "I'm with the FBI." "That's my partner." "There's nothing you can do back there." "Go, spirit!" "Let's cheer!" "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight!" "One, two, three, four, five, six, and seven, eight." "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight." "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight." "What was that?" "That wasn't on me." "You got out of position." "No, I did not." "You were off, Diana." "Again." "God!" "What is with you?" "Coach Richter?" "Jenny's right." "Diana." "Diana." "Anything?" "No." "He's still in surgery." "We left Danny at the courthouse with Romar." "Bail?" "His lawyers are angling, but it was denied." "The AUSA-- they're asking for a debriefing." "Want to know where we are in the trafficking case." "They're going to have to wait a couple of days." "Yeah." "Okay." "Have you got an address for me?" "All right." "Thank you." "Nassau PD." "16-year-old girl went missing last night." "I can check it out." "Okay." "Just keep me posted on Jack." "Excuse me." "We're going to need Agent Malone's medical records from the Bureau." "I thought you already had his insurance information." "We need to know his next-of-kin and any DNR orders." "Oh." "Um..." "I can get that information for you." "I'm going to head off." "Let me know if anything happens." "You take care." "==ÆÆÀÃÐÜÀÖÔ°ÇãÇé·îÏ×==- ±¾×ÖÄ"½ö¹©Ñ§Ï°½"Á÷£¬ÑÏ½ûÓÃÓÚÉÌÒµÓÃÍ¾" "=ÆÆÀÃÐÜ×ÖÄ"×é=- ·­Òë£º¸öÈËID Ð£¶Ô£º¸öÈËID Ê±¼äÖá£ºÆÈÕ¥¶þÈË×é Â¼ÖÆ£º¸öÈËID" "Coach Richter told us that, when she left the school," "Diana's car was still in the parking lot." "Does Diana usually hang around after practice?" "No, no." "She's usually home by 8:00, but, um,... if her car is missing now, maybe... maybe she just had an accident." "We've been looking into accident reports, and nothing has come up." "I don't know why we told her it was okay that she could drive alone at night." "Because all of her practices are at night." "What were we supposed to do?" "Now, have you..." "Have you noticed any strangers hanging around your daughter lately?" "Maybe at some of her competitions?" "I guess it's possible." "Who knows if some sicko's watching her?" "Does she have a boyfriend?" "Um..." "She had a crush on some boy named Joe, but that was a while ago." "Does Joe have a last name?" "She stopped talking about him after she got out of the hospital." "We never even met the boy." "Why was she in the hospital?" "She, uh... she had a heart transplant two years ago." "Diana was diagnosed with myocarditis when she was four years old." "It's an... inflammation of the heart muscle, and she's never really had a normal childhood." "And how is her health now?" "She's okay." "The immunosuppressants make her more prone to infection, but that's about it." "Okay." "Okay." "What about changes in behavior?" "Well, before her surgery," "Diana was introverted and sweet." "She was sort of a bookworm, really." "I guess she really didn't have a choice about that." "She spent most of her adolescence in and out of hospital beds." "And now... now we can barely get a civil word out of her." "Hey, honey." "You look cute." "You going out?" "Yeah." "Gotta break in my new boots." "Where you going?" "Just to meet a friend." "Who?" "Just some serial killer." "He didn't tell me his name." "Honey." "Diana, you know it's a school night." "I know, I know." "Honey, I thought your chem homework was due tomorrow." "I'll finish it at study hall." "I thought you said you wanted to get your GPA up." "Why are you making such a big deal out of this?" "Because colleges look at your sophomore transcripts." "Don't you want to get into a good school?" "Like it matters." "I'm sorry you feel that way." "You're not going out." "Not tonight." "She never used to talk to us that way, but how were we supposed to set limits on her after what she's been through?" "Look, she can be difficult, but imagine being 16 years old and knowing that your heart's got maybe ten," "20 years left, if you're lucky." "Now, do you, uh..." "do you have any idea who she was going to see that night?" "No." "Hi, Elena." "Any word?" "Doctor came out about an hour ago, um... and said that while they were trying to fix his lung, they found additional damage." "Blood vessels or something." "Is he going to be okay?" "Well, he's lost a lot of blood." "Well, for what it's worth, the knitting group at St. Alma's added him to the prayer chain." "Your mom knits?" "We all knit eventually." "Listen, I just took a message for you." "It was from a Brian Donovan." "He wouldn't say what he was calling for." "Sam, you want the number?" "No." "I have that number." "Look, Elena, I'm going..." "I'm going to call you when Jack goes into recovery, okay?" "Okay." "Bye." "According to school security, nothing out of the ordinary in the past week." "What have you got on the ex-boyfriend?" "Well, there are 17 Josephs at Cedarhurst High, so we're looking into that." "I'm going to have Lucy working on Diana's hard drive." "We have, like, a thousand e-mails to go through." "But I've been cross-matching the list of friends" "Diana's parents gave Martin with her cell phone records, and I found something really interesting." "Look at this." "She texts or calls this Kelli Peters around 30 times a day." "Well, maybe this is the person she was supposed to meet the other night." "I'll tell you what." "Danny is at the high school right now." "I'll call him and tell him to check into it." "I saw her right before she went to practice." "That was it." "But we know she had plans to meet someone three nights ago." "Any idea who that was?" "I don't know." "Do you know if she's dating anyone?" "Maybe someone that her parents don't know about?" "Dating?" "You mean like with a corsage and a curfew?" "No." "I mean hooking up." "No." "Di wasn't hooking up with anyone." "What's so funny?" "Someone just sent me a joke." "Yeah?" "You want to hear another joke?" "I'm going to put you in juvie for six weeks if you don't help me." "Okay." "I'm sorry." "I hear she's been lashing out since her transplant." "Is that true?" "It sounds like jealousy to me." "They're mad because she's popular and they're not." "So you'd say she's the same girl that she's always been?" "We weren't exactly friends before this year." "We're only in the same year because she was in the hospital so long." "Do you know if anyone's mad at her?" "Maybe someone who'd like to hurt her or get revenge, anything like that?" "Yeah, okay, I guess there was this thing the other day with Craig." "I need to know why." "Because I need it." "Why does it matter?" "I just can't." "It's wrong." "Hey, what's the deal?" "You guys are all secretive." "It's nothing." "I wasn't talking to you, loser." "Craigers here doesn't want me telling everyone how he grabbed Reesa Coleman's ass." "Who?" "The super-geeky special-ed chick." "Ha!" "No way." "I did not." "She's lying." "Let's see who believes you." "Don't do this, Diana." "Come on, Di." "Let's go." "We have to text Lainie the news." "She'll freak." "I know, all right." "Di was just messing with him." "Hmm, and you think he got back at her." "Craig's a total tool." "No one even knew who he was till that rumor got around." "Look, all Di wanted was to borrow his take-home Spanish test." "Craig said no." "It's no big deal or anything." "Right." "What's Craig's last name?" "I just want to help you, okay?" "Please." "So Craig Baskin was a no-show at school today." "His parents haven't seen him since he left, and he is not answering his cell phone." "You know what?" "Maybe he wasn't the only holding a grudge, because this Diana Reed wasn't exactly Miss Congeniality, you know?" "No, according to several of her classmates, she's had a radical personality change since she had her transplant." "Well, the change of behavior would explain this." "Check it out." "Lucy discovered this blog in one of Diana's text messages." ""And there is no one worse than Diana Reed." ""Once a sickly but relatively cool girl," ""she drank the Kool-Aid and joined up" ""with the bitchy sheep of Cedarhurst High," ""and now thinks it's fun to make plans with people" ""and not show up." ""This sheep needs to be slaughtered and made into a sweater." Wow." "It goes on for five pages." "Whose blog is this?" "Um, a kid named Joe Chapelle." "Ever heard of the First Amendment?" "Freedom of speech doesn't cover death threats." "I talked to several of your friends, Joe, and they said that Diana dumped you right after her surgery." "That must've hurt." "Yeah." "It sucked at the time." "It sounds like you're still hurt." "What happened between you two?" "How should I know?" "Now that Diana's a cheerleader, she doesn't have time for me." "So why were you gonna meet up with her the other night?" "She came up to me at school, completely out of nowhere, and asked if we can get together." "Did you think you were gonna do more than just talk?" "Is that why you were so upset?" "No!" "I had to sneak out of my house that night." "I waited at the park for two hours." "Wouldn't you be pissed?" "So you wanted her to feel a little bit of the pain that you were feeling." "I would never hurt Diana, even with the way she's been acting since coming back to school." "Look, if there's anyone you should be talking to, it's her so-called friends." "Diana?" "My heart's beating so fast." "You think it's the E?" "Where the hell were you the other night?" "What?" "Two days ago you begged me to meet you at the park, and then you're a no-show?" "I can't talk about this right now." "I'm not going anywhere until you explain to me why you flaked." "Go away, emo boy." "So this is the new you, huh?" "You've hit an all-time low, Di." "Yeah?" "I know what you think about me." "I read your stupid blog." "Dude!" "Can't you see she's sick?" "Leave her alone." "When we talked to Kelli, she didn't say anything about a party." "That's because Kelli Peters is a liar." "So where did they go after you saw them?" "I don't know." "Um..." "Kelli led Diana into the woods, and that was it." "And you just left her out there." "£¿£¿?" "Good afternoon." "I'm Special Agent Taylor." "Sabrina Anders." "Miss Peters' attorney." "Hi, Kelli." "Hey." "So why has my client been brought to the FBI for questioning?" "Well, I figured your client would be less likely to lie to me in here." "Miss Peters has cooperated fully with your investigation." "Kelli, I know you were with Diana later last night." "No, I wasn't." "No?" "Then why are your classmates telling me that the two of you were popping your asses off at a party in the woods?" "Poppin'?" "Popping." "Taking Ecstasy." "Kelli and Diana took Ecstasy." "Isn't that right?" "Hold on a second." "And the Ecstasy made Diana sick." "She needed help, but you didn't help her." "Why?" "Was the Ecstasy yours?" "Don't answer that." "She had a heart transplant." "Taking Ecstasy could kill her." "Do you understand that, Kelli?" "That's not what happened." "Kelli." "Then what happened?" "The police are searching the woods." "If you left her there to die, we're gonna find the body." "I didn't." "Agent Taylor." "My client is willing to share information-- in exchange for leniency in regards to the drug charges." "Well, let's see what she's got first." "After Diana took the E, we waited till morning." "I-I guess she finally felt better because she wanted to leave." "That was really scary." "It's my fault." "I don't know what I was thinking, dropping E." "Then why did you?" "Diana, if something's up with you, you can tell me." "Uh..." "I just..." "I really thought things would be less sucky after the operation." "It was like a fresh start, you know?" "It's worse than it ever was." "Oh, my God!" "What happened to your car?" "I got in an accident." "Did you hit someone?" "Is that what this is about?" "No." "It's nothing." "I swear." "Di, are you okay?" "Yeah." "Sure." "But maybe we should call your parents so their heads don't explode." "No." "They'll just ask a lot of questions." "I cannothandle that right now." "We talked for a little bit, and then she left." "Said she'd go straight home." "Do you know where she was before the party?" "She didn't tell me." "Samantha." "Hi." "Wow... you're really pregnant." "Yeah." "Um... so did you bring the release?" "I didn't sign it yet." "Well, when we talked on the phone you said you were gonna sign it and drop it off." "I know what I said, but I changed my mind." "Um, it..." "What are you doing here then?" "I'm not trying to make things difficult." "I just can't have some kid with my face roaming around the world and not know anything about it." "Or maybe if we could just..." "What is that?" "The monitors go off all the time." "Okay, well, is..." "is he gonna be okay?" "I don't..." "All right." "You know what?" "We can talk about this later." "I don't know why you didn't just tell me this on the telephone." "I don't know what you're even doing here." "Okay, look." "I..." "I hope your friend's all right." "What happened?" "I'm sorry, ma'am." "I don't have anything new to tell you." "Let's have a little update." "I've checked all local PDs within a 30-mile radius, and I'm still waiting on the hit-and-run reports involving any vehicles that match up to Diana's." "You know, if she did hurt someone, that might explain why she took off, so I'm gonna expand the search area." "Okay." "Delgado." "Oh." "Yeah, yeah." "Okay." "Excellent." "Thank you." "So, Nassau County PD picked up Craig Baskin." "He was hiding at a friend's house." "All right." "Uh, why weren't you at school today, Craig?" "Guess I just wanted to bail." "Hmm." "Just wanted to bail." "See, according to your file, you're an "A" student with a nearly perfect attendance record." "See, guys like you don't just bail." "I just didn't feel like going to school, okay?" "What's the big deal?" "Well, the big deal is that you skipped school the day after Diana Reed went missing-- a girl that was spreading rumors about you, because you wouldn't let her copy your Spanish test." "You're joking." "Hmm-mm." "That's what she told you?" "Mmm-hmm." "Craig, what did you do?" "I didn't touch her, Mom." "Just tell me what happened." "I'm the editor for the school paper, and she asked to use my LexisNexis account so I could find an unlisted address for some guy." "Okay." "Does this guy have a name?" "Roy Jenkins." "Did you give her the information?" "Well, only after she made my life a living hell." "Diana." "What do you want?" "There's some guy in the newspaper office looking for you." "Who?" "I don't know,but he's pissed." "He says you're writing some article about his son?" "Did you pass yourself off as one of my reporters?" "Look, you didn't tell him I was here, did you?" "What the hell is going on?" "Is this about the address I gave you?" "Just tell him you couldn't find me." "Is that her?" "Are you Diana Reed?" "Please, I have to go." "What the hell were you thinking, sticking your nose in my family's business?" "Look, I'm sorry, okay?" "Sorry?" "Do you think an apology's enough after what you did?" "Hey, take it easy." "Stay out of this!" "My wife is a mess because of you." "If you ever come around my house again, you're going to regret it." "Do you understand?" "Yes!" "Yes!" "I'm sorry I didn't tell anybody." "I was just hoping Diana would eventually show up and this whole thing would blow over." "Mm-hmm." "Mm-hmm." "Do you think Jenkins was waiting for her when she left?" "I don't know." "I followed her out to her car, but she was in such a hurry to go she clipped a post on the way out." "All right." "Do you know what he meant by Diana was messing with his family?" "No." "She wouldn't say." "Martin, local PD's at Jenkins' house." "Is he there?" "No, but Viv's on her way over there to talk to his wife." "Let me show you something." "You know, Baskin said that Diana was passing herself off as a reporter doing a story on Jenkins' son?" "Yeah." "Well, I think I know why." "Take a look." ""Local teen killed by drunk driver."" "And the deceased was Paul Jenkins." "And the date of the accident was the same day that Diana got her new heart." "Wait, one kid dies, and on the same day two towns over, another kid gets the heart that she needs." "Probably not a coincidence." "Why the hell would Diana want to get in contact with the family of her heart donor?" "I don't know, but if she did try and contact them again, who knows what Roy Jenkins would've done to her?" "His name is Roy Jenkins." "He accosted Diana last night after cheerleading practice." "Have you ever seen him before?" "No." "Did he hurt her?" "We... we don't know." "Our witness said that she was scared, but she was okay when she drove away." "Who the hell is this guy?" "Why would he come after Diana?" "We think he's the father of her heart donor." "You mean the... the kid from the accident?" "Mm-hmm." "You have any idea why Diana would want to contact him?" "I don't understand." "She's never asked about her donor before." "Actually, this came up at her last checkup." "Your blood pressure's okay, and your echo looks good." "I don't see anything here that could cause those tremors." "Is it possible there could be something wrong with the heart that she received?" "All donors are screened for blood diseases and abnormalities." "Plus your heart came from a healthy 17-year-old boy." "Most likely, these are side effects from the anti-rejection meds." "We'll lower your dose of tacrolimus, and they should subside." "Trust me, kiddo." "You're doing great." "Thank you, Doctor." "I'll have the nurse bring you your new prescription." "I got my heart from a 17-year-old boy?" "You never told me that." "Uh, yeah, we did." "No, you said that there had been an accident and somebody had died." "Right." "It..." "Your donor was hit by a drunk driver." "But he was my age." "I thought he was... older." "Well... um..." "I'm sorry we didn't make it clear." "I..." "I guess we just didn't think it mattered." "Well, what else do you know about him?" "Nothing much, really." "Do you even know his name?" "No, I don't." "All donors are anonymous." "You know this, honey." "I can't believe you kept this from me." "Diana..." "Diana!" "She didn't say a word to me the whole way home." "Why didn't you tell me this?" "Because it's not like you would've wanted to talk about it anyway." "Okay, we have an agent going to the Jenkins house right now, so as soon as I know anything, I will let you know." "Dr. Gant, ICU." "Stat." "Jack, you're in the hospital." "Jack, Jack..." "I need you to calm..." "Ma'am, I need you to leave." "Jack, it's Samantha." "Can you hear me?" "Hey." "Jack, you're gonna be okay, all right?" "Just... you're okay." "Excuse me." "Patient's had a right side thoracotomy, secondary to a GSW." "Stable, but non-responsive since he got to the ward four hours ago." "Mr. Malone, can you hear me?" "Squeeze my fingers if you can hear me." "Where's Mrs. Jenkins?" "In the living room." "Mrs. Jenkins?" "Special Agent Johnson." "Can you tell me what this is all about?" "Well..." "We're looking for this girl." "Your husband was seen threatening her at her school last night." "Well, I've never seen her before." "You got a bad poker face, Mrs. Jenkins." "Why would I know her?" "Because she's the recipient of your son Paul's heart." "She came here pretending she's something she's not." "So, Paul was 17 when he died?" "He had his birthday three weeks before the crash." "He was coming home from school with his brother and..." "I guess that man had been drinking at one of those steakhouses on Highway 27." "Um, would it be possible to see Paul's room?" "No." "I thought this was an article about his accident for Mothers Against Drunk Driving." "It is." "I just thought that maybe if I knew more about Paul, it would make a better article." "I'm sorry." "It's okay." "This is still very hard for me." "We used to talk about Paul for hours." "But it didn't do anybody any good, so we stopped." "Now we never talk about him." "Some friends of his put up a memorial where he died, and I can't even bring myself to drive past it." "I don't know how we're supposed to get over something like this." "Is this him?" "That's Paul on the left." "He looks happy." "He was always laughing about something." "Is this Paul's brother?" "He was driving the car when they crashed." "He's never... been quite the same." "I can't talk about this anymore." "Um, I..." "I need you to leave." "She left, and when Roy came home, I told him about her." "What happened after he threatened her?" "He just asked her to leave us alone." "So why are they still both missing?" "Agent Johnson?" "Yeah." "Thanks." "We found Diana's car parked down the street." "It didn't end here, did it?" "She came back a few hours ago." "My husband asked you to stay away." "I know, but this isn't about him." "I lied to you earlier." "About what?" "About who I am." "I don't understand." "What do you mean?" "I'm..." "I'm not from the school paper." "I have your son's heart." "What?" "You have Paulie's heart?" "Wait." "What did you say about Paulie?" "Tim... it's nothing..." "No, no, no." "I heard you say something about Paulie's heart." "I'm, I'm sorry." "I didn't mean to hurt anybody." "No, repeat it." "Repeat what you said." "Timmy, don't." "Repeat what you said." "I said..." "I have your brother's heart." "I-I needed a transplant." "His heart saved my life." "You gave away Paulie's heart." "Answer me." "Answer me now." "Tim was in intensive care for weeks after the crash." "We didn't mean to hide it from him." "We just never found the right time." "What happened after she told him?" "He got angry." "She tried to calm him down, but it just made things worse." "He... grabbed one of Roy's guns and took her." "Where did he take her?" "I don't know." "Roy's been out looking for them ever since." "Sam?" "Maybe in another life." "I did see her in the hallway though." "I think she's headed out to get some dinner." "Hey, Alex, how you doing?" "How you doing, Jack?" "I believe they have an expression for it." "Um... crap." "I called Maria." "I just talked to her and the girls." "Director sends his best wishes." "No, really." "He called." "He's glad you're not dead." "I'm sure." "He's very happy with the work you've been doing with the task force." "We need to talk about that." "There's plenty of time for that." "OPR hasn't even opened a file yet." "Yeah, well, when they do, they're gonna find plenty of problems, and most of 'em are mine." "Everybody who worked on that, especially Vivian, a total pro all the way." "Like I said, haven't even opened a file yet." "How about we watch some Oprah, huh?" "Okay, thank you." "I just spoke with Danny." "He found Roy Jenkins looking for his son at the Home Depot where the kid worked." "No sign of him or Diana." "Okay, well, we tracked his cell, but he left it at home, so I've been dialing numbers from its records, and so far, nothing yet." "I'll tell you, this kid really fell apart after his brother died." "Got kicked out of school for vandalism... and then he just spent ten days in jail for assaulting a bartender." "Now he has Diana." "Fitzgerald." "Yeah." "Okay, got it." "No, no, no, do not approach." "The kid's armed and dangerous." "Yeah, thanks." "New York State Throughway Authority just spotted Tim's car busting through a tollbooth on Highway 27 just a half a mile east of the Babylon Turnpike." "That's where Paul died." "Why are we stopping?" "Shut up!" "Get out!" "What are we doing here?" "Let's go." "Come on." "Come on." "You got Paulie's heart." "I'll show you how you got it." "What happened?" "Just sit down." "Me and Paulie were going to my buddy Dugler's house for a pool party, and Paulie, he was really into, into hip-hop." "And he made me this mix." "So I asked him..." "I asked him to get it for me, but it was in the backseat." "So he took off his belt, and that's when this drunk came around the bend, and he was going so fast, I just," "I just..." "I just stared at his grill coming at me." "And I remember slamming into my seatbelt and hearing the windshield explode." "And when I woke up," "I could see that he'd been thrown from the car, and that he was laying on the ground and his head was cracked open and he was covered in blood, but his eyes were still moving." "And I could hear him gurgle when he tried to speak." "But I couldn't help him because I was stuck underneath the steering wheel." "So I started screaming." "I started yelling my heart out, but nobody came because there's never anybody on the street!" "There's never anyone on the street!" "I want to know why he's dead and you're alive!" "I don't know!" "He was my baby brother!" "I know it's not fair." "Do you know how hard it is?" "!" "Do you know how hard it is?" "!" "Every day I wake up wishing it was me that was dead and not him, okay?" "!" "And now you, you just come along!" "Do you know how hard that is?" "!" "I didn't mean to hurt your family." "What did you think would happen?" "I just..." "When I heard about Paul, I just thought that if I, if I knew about him, that it would help with..." "Would help with what?" "!" "Look..." "I'm sorry Paul died, and I know I can never make up for it, but I'm going to do everything I can to do right by him, I swear." "Put the gun down now!" "Get away from me." "Put the gun down now!" "Get away from me!" "Get away from me!" "Get away from me!" "Get the hell away from me!" "Tim, I need for you to listen to me." "You need to drop the gun now." "Get the hell away from me!" "We can't do that." "Get away from me!" "Please, Tim, I know I didn't know Paul, but I know he wouldn't have wanted this!" "Tim, put the gun down now." "Please?" "Now step away from the gun." "Step back... back." "Oh, baby!" "Oh!" "Can I get a refill, please?" "Hey." "I ordered you a decaf." "I didn't know how seriously you were taking the caffeine thing." "That depends on the day." "You want a latte or something with chocolate?" "Uh, no, this... it's fine." "This is fine." "Um..." "So listen, I'm sorry about before." "I..." "I'm sorry." "No, you were worried." "I mean,I guess I just expected that you would bring the release and give it to me and that would be that." "Because here's the thing." "I don't know you." "I mean, we don't know each other." "And, uh, I mean, I'm not gonna say that this is, it was a mistake." "It's just that you don't have any obligation to me or to him." ""Him"?" "Yeah, yeah." "All right, here's the thing." "I don't want him to get attached to you." "You know, he gets attached to you, and then you wake up one day and decide that it's all too much, and disappear." "Because I'd rather he not know you at all." "So I guess the question is... can you be here for him?" "That's what I want to talk about." "I mean, it's what I'm trying to figure out." "Well, you got six weeks." "That's nothing." "I've had serious relationships that haven't made it that long." "Yeah, well, then it's a good thing we're going for friends, isn't it?" "So you need to get back to the hospital?" "Nah, someone else is sitting with him right now." "Oh, okay." "So where you from?" "Seriously?" "Yeah." "You got to start somewhere." "Okay, um, Wisconsin." "You're a cheesehead." "Oh, my God, is that all anyone ever thinks of when they think of Wisconsin?" "Come on." "Thirsty." "The nurse says you can only have ice chips." "Sorry." "Open." "Are you really here?" "Uh, as far as I know." "Let me know if you need another one." "Viv, I'm sorry." "I told the detective all the decisions were mine." "You know, now is not the time." "No." "It's okay, though, you know?" "You can leave if you want to." "You don't have to stay." "Tough." "I'm here until 2:00 A.M." "Then Martin takes over." "You know, I picked up a couple magazines:" "Vanity Fair and People." "What's your preference?" "Mmm..." "Sports Illustrated:" "Swimsuit Edition." "People magazine it is, then." "Let's see." ""Meow-1-1." "A cat calls for help and saves its dying owner."" "You really are trying to kill me, aren't you?" "Mm-hmm." ""Marie Lewis was making dinner" ""in her tiny Manhattan kitchen" ""when suddenly, she felt dizzy and collapsed right next to her three-year-old pussy Smokey.""