"BRIAN OLSEN:" "Where's the bleeder?" "Where's the damn bleeder?" "Pressure's dropping." "Get me some packed cells, 6 units." "Doctor, pressure's still dropping-- l heard you!" "I have ears, OH?" "!" "Get me 4 units of F.F.P. Now." "Now!" "He's not clotting." "Suction!" "I need" "For God's sake, where's the bleeder?" "[Machine beeping steadily]" "[Gunshots]" "[Baby crying]" "It's OH." "It's OH." "It's gonna be OH, sweetie." "[Baby coos]" "GIRL:" "It's OH." "MAN ON TV:" "Benny, where's my briefcase?" "BENNY:" "I got it here." "MAN:" "Well, hang onto it." "WOMAN ON TELEPHONE:" "911 operator." "What's your emergency?" "This is Frank Fortunato." "Um, something just happened." "l-l'm with my daughter... and, uh, I just shot my wife." "Need your help." "Now?" "Now." "Right now?" "Nick, please." "[Cell phone rings]" "Hello." "Edgar." "Yeah, yeah." "Listen, can I call you right back?" "The patient died?" "Yeah, no, I understand." "I'll be there as soon as I can, OH?" "Where are we going?" "Court." "Why?" "Betsy Fortunato, 16, has a baby girl." "And?" "Father shot the mother, twice." "Hi. I'm calling about the one-bedroom apartment in Shadyside." "[MAN SINGING] Well, there is trouble in my mind" "There is dark" "There's dark, and there is light" "There is no order" "There is chaos" "And there is crime" "There is no one home tonight ln the empire of my mind" "There is trouble in my mind" "All the chaos ln my mind" "WOMAN:" "I told you to go before we left the house." "Betsy, this is your lawyer Nick Fallin." "Hi." "How are ya?" "Nice to meet you." "Nice to meet you." "Um, am I in trouble?" "No, no. I'm here to help you, and, uh..." "Hris." "Her name's Hris." "Cute." "Um, this is a shelter hearing to find out whether or not it's OH for you to stay at Saint Ann's." "Oh, OH." "Um, I'm sorry about your mom." "Y-yeah, um, she was sick..." "real sick." "Had this thing, A.L.S." "She couldn't move or talk..." "[Coos]" "So my dad shot her... because he loved her." "Have you spoken to the police yet?" "Um, after they took my father, um, one of them started asking me a few questions, but then, this lady cop started yelling at him." "Said he should talk to me later... after things calm down." "Well, don't talk to the police without me, OH?" "OH." "Do you have a back yard?" "What's that?" "A back yard." "You know, grass." "Yeah, sort of." "Um..." "Cool." "Uh, we have to go in." "The hearing's starting." "Come on, baby." "It was supposed to be a routine gall bladder operation." "Right." "What happened?" "The patient just started bleeding." "Did they hit an artery?" "No." "The pressure dropped, he bled out an hour later." "33, married, 2 kids." "They always have 2 kids." "We suspended the surgeon this morning pending a peer review and an investigation." "Here." "Dr. Olsen." "Brian Olsen?" "Mm-hmm." "You know him?" "l--l know his wife." "is that a problem?" "No, it shouldn't be." "Did you talk to Brian?" "Hmm?" "No." "Why?" "You should talk to Brian right away." "What time did you and your father have breakfast?" "Around 8:" "OO." "And then?" "And then... I don't know." "What difference does it make?" "Um, Betsy, you need to answer the question, OH?" "Don't talk to me in that tone." "It's annoying, OH?" "I'm sorry." "So, after breakfast?" "[Sighs] She started moaning, and I went to check on her." "You, not your father?" "I always checked on her." "Then what?" "Her eyes were closed." "She was squinting like she was crying, but there were no tears." "What happened next?" "I washed her face... kissed her... and then I went back into the living room." "What was your father doing?" "Watching TV, drinking a beer." "OH." "Then what?" "He got up, walked down the hall, and then I heard 2 loud pops." "What did your father do next?" "He came back in the room, and he called the police." "Why did you have so much blood on your shirt?" "Because I hugged her..." "after she was dead." "Why did you hug her?" "I just wanted to hug her." "Did you know your father had a gun?" "No. I never saw it before." "Did you know he was going to shoot your mother?" "Don't answer that." "Did he say he was going to shoot your mother?" "Don't answer that question, either." "We're done here." "Betsy, let's go." "Well, what's gonna happen to my father?" "Let's go." "[Door opens]" "Brian." "What's going on?" "I called a hundred times." "What is it, for God's sake?" "[Sighs] I lost a patient today." "It was a simple procedure." "Uh, laproscopic Band-Aid surgery, and he started bleeding, and then the pressure dropped..." "Oh, my God." "Are you OH?" "OH?" "Some guy came in to get his stupid gall bladder removed and now he's dead." "You should have called me when this happened." "You should have called me right away." "Yeah, well, I know." "I just didn't know about us." "Well, you still should have called." "So how have you been?" "Good?" "Hey." "Hey." "How you doing with First Federal?" "Well, it's down to us, Hirk and McGee, and that New York firm, Peabody and Swain, so..." "What do you think?" "Tivnan and I go way back, so..." "Matter of fact, I'm taking him to the Steeler game on Sunday." "Hey, you want to come with us?" "Oh, no, no." "No?" "Not really." "Still seeing that, uh, that cop?" "Uh..." "You two serious or what?" "[Cell phone rings]" "Yeah, this is Nick Fallin." "Uh, no, I have a meeting with the O.R. nurse at 3:" "OO." "I'll talk to you later." "OH." "Nick." "What are you doing here?" "l'm handling your case." "What?" "Uh, he represents the hospital." "WOMAN ON P.A.:" "Dr. Olsen, Dr. Brian Olsen..." "Uh, well, you'll see." "It's not my fault." "Excuse me." "Uh, Brian, you don't need to explain to Nick." "He's a friend." "No, he's not." "No, I'm not." "What do you mean?" "What?" "I'm not your friend." "[Pager beeps]" "Excuse me, excuse me." "Hey, Nick, wait." "Uh, I'm concerned." "Why?" "You don't see a conflict?" "Well, he's just an acquaintance." "He's my husband, and, you know, you and I had a thing, I don't know, but there's history, and there's enough history to make it complicated." "Lulu, there's nothing complicated about this, I assure you." "You should withdraw and let someone else from the firm handle it." "Mr. Fortunato, do you understand you've been charged with first-degree murder?" "Yes." "What's the commonwealth's position?" "No bail, your honor." "Mr. Lafferty?" "The defendant has been a resident of Pittsburgh for 52 years, served in Vietnam, has no criminal record, and, let's face it, your honor, the circumstances of this alleged shooting are...well, they're unique." "The defendant's wife was gravely ill with Huntington's disease." "The alleged shooting was an att" "His wife's medical condition is irrelevant." "This is a first-degree murder charge, and as such, there's a great risk of flight." "JUDGE SUTTON:" "I agree with Mr. Morrison." "The defendant will be held without bail." "Hey, Nick." "What are you doin' here?" "I represent Fortunato's daughter Betsy." "D.A# s making a statement with this one." "No matter how sick your wife gets, you can't pop a cap in her, or 2 for that matter." "She said the mother had A.L.S." "You just said it was" "Huntington's." "It's a brain disease." "Nasty." "Oh, it got a little heated, but that's typical." "The guy was trying to save the guy's life." "As an anesthesiologist, you were in the room for the entire procedure?" "Of course." "And in your opinion, did Brian act competently?" "He's exemplary." "The guy's a great surgeon." "Was he under the influence of drugs or alcohol that day?" "No." "Has he been under any sort of unusual stress?" "He's a surgeon." "is there anything else going on that you are aware of personally, privately?" "l don't know." "Well, I heard that Brian's having marital problems." "Well, doesn't everybody?" "I mean, I heard there was some talk about separating, but, uh..." "Anything else?" "What do you know about Huntington's disease?" "Huntington's." "Eats away at your brain cells." "ls there a cure?" "No." "Can't even treat it." "Symptoms?" "Well, there's coordination issues, there's a decline in cognitive ability, impulsive behavior." "Are you saying that Dr. Olsen's suffering from Huntington's disease?" "No, no." "It's something personal." "I see." "is it genetic?" "Yeah." "If a parent has it, the kids have a 500/o chance." "It's degenerative, leads to dementia, and then eventually, luckily, you die." "[Hnock on door]" "NICH:" "Betsy?" "[Hris coos]" "Betsy." "Put this on." "Are you going to report him?" "Yes." "Well, it was my fault." "I asked him to." "Betsy, your mom, she didn't have A.L.S." "What are you talking about?" "She had a disease called Huntington's." "But my father told" "He lied to you." "Why?" "I mean, what difference does it make?" "Huntington's disease can be passed on, which means there's a chance you may have it." "Are you saying.... that I might end up like my mother?" "I'm just saying you should get tested to see if you have the gene, the thing that causes the disease." "If I have it... does that mean Hris might have it, too?" "Where's Betsy?" "She's in the conference room." "Did you talk to the doctor?" "Yeah." "She tested positive... and she's in the early stages of the disease." "Pulled some cases." "Tricky stuff." "No matter what, make sure you get Brian's suspension lifted within 14 days, otherwise, the hospital's gonna report him to the national practitioner databank." "And then what?" "He'll have a black mark on his record forever." "You OH?" "Lulu, if you need to take the day off..." "No, I'm fine, thanks." "Nick, I need to talk to you." "Not now." "lt's important." "l said not now." "I talked to Dr. Heville." "[Sighs] I knew it." "I knew it." "Well..." "Uh, it doesn't start right away, right?" "I heard it doesn't kick in until you're 50." "It's already started." "I don't want to be sick." "Not now." "It's not fair." "I'm sorry, Betsy." "I'm so sorry." "I read about all this on the Internet last night." "The symptoms, and the more I read, the more I knew." "I want to give up my baby." "You've been through a lot." "Take your time." "It's not right for a baby to see her mother sick." "There might be better alternatives." "How do you know?" "Have you ever cleaned up after your mother?" "Seen her go to the bathroom in her bed?" "Smelled it?" "A girl is supposed to look up to her mother." "Go shopping, have fun, not watch her die." "Mom didn't even know my name." "She called me "Gus" one time." "What about your father?" "He's in jail." "If the jury finds him innocent?" "As an option?" "No." "I want Hris to be with someone better." "My daddy... he's not a real father, you know?" "He just... he sorta died a long time ago." "He just sits there, and he watches TV, and he drinks." "I want Hris to be with someone who laughs." "NICH:" "So she wants to give up her baby." "If there's any relatives nearby... I'm not close with my family." "I haven't seen anybody in years, and, uh, my wife... her people got their own problems." "l--l wish I knew about it before Betsy came along." "I know that sounds bad, but l-- l just wish I knew, that's all." "I wanted to tell her about her mother, a-and the disease... but i-it's not easy... tellin' a little girl that, uh, she's got half a chance of... ending up a..." "useless lump of flesh." "Betsy needs help." "She needs money." "Did your wife have a pension?" "No." "She ever work a full-time job?" "Not really." "She, uh, wasn't too good at takin' orders." "She loved to argue, fight." "It made a lot of sense when we found out about her sickness." "Explained a lot of things." "[Clears throat]" "I tried to be a good husband." "I did what I could." "We received Mr. Fallin's subpoena late yesterday afternoon." "What's the problem?" "He's requesting confidential medical records, your honor." "Yesterday, a routine gall bladder procedure resulted in the death of a 33-year-old man." "Dr. Olsen was the performing surgeon." "As a result, Pittsburgh County Hospital has been sued" "Get to the point." "Well, it's a standard request." "We need to know the medications Dr. Olsen's taking and the possible side effects." "Unless there's a compelling legal basis" "A man died." "That's compelling enough." "Turn over one year's worth of medical records immediately." "Next case." "[Hnocks on door]" "Nick, what's goin' on?" "Betsy Fortunato-- we're meeting a couple that want to adopt her baby." "The Manleys." "Laurie told me." "Yeah." "They're perfect." "They've been approved, they have great jobs, they've done the home study." "What's your question?" "Am I legally obligated to disclose Betsy's condition?" "Since it's a private adoption, no, but ethically" "No, I just want the law, Alvin." "Nick, there's a 500/o chance this girl has the disease." "Don't you think the Manleys have a right to know?" "Aw, jeez, Nick." "You want to watch where you're goin'?" "Yeah, I'll watch where l'm goin'." "This is not personal." "It's just following client's instructions." "Mm-hmm." "Well, we're going to court to get Brian reinstated." "You need to exhaust administrative remedies first." "You know that." "It's a county hospital." "That means there's state action." "You're kidding." "Due process--14th amendment." "And the longer Brian's out, the more you'll owe us." "It was a malicious and wrongful suspension." "You're being vindictive." "No, it's nothing personal, Nick." "I'm just following my client's instructions." "Hey. I thought you were meeting with your lawyer?" "Rescheduled." "Oh." "Where you goin'?" "Out." "Where?" "To get a drink." "Your real estate agent called." "Said she can show you the apartment at 3:" "OO on Thursday." "Thought you should know." "Right. I was gonna talk to you about this, but, uh..." "But you thought you'd actually rent the apartment first?" "No." "It just hasn't really been a good time." "Are you moving out?" "l--why don't we wait" "Yes or no?" "l don't know, Brian." "Things have been so bad lately." "Something's got to change." "I already apologized 10 times-- lt's not even about that anymore." "Forget it." "I just--l don't even know if we make sense anymore." "[Hnock on door] Yeah?" "Hey." "Just talked to Suatoni." "He's, uh, prem much on edge over this case." "The plaintiff wants 10 million." "Yeah." "is there any way we can pin it on that surgeon?" "I don't know." "Well, do what you can." "Any word from Tivnan?" "No word from him, but I did meet his daughter the other day." "She's very attractive, about 30," "single, lawyer." "You tryin' to set me up?" "Well, if I were your age, I'd, uh..." "Dad, stop." "What?" "I just don't want to do this." "I'm just saying she's very attractive." "Yeah, OH, she's attractive." "Laurie." "Sorry." "The receptionist told me" "Come on in." "It's fine." "I hope you don't mind having a meeting in here." "No." "No, it's fine." "I'm Burton Fallin." "I'm Nick's dad." "How are you?" "Laurie Solt." "It's nice to meet you." "I've heard a lot about you." "Oh, yeah." "Same here." "Nick's always telling me what a great job you do over at L.S.P." "Forgot to tell me how lovely you are, though... for some reason." "Thank you." "I'm at Social Services, though, not L.S.P." "Oh, I'm sorry." "That's OH." "Well, you people do a wonderful job over there, too." "I just, uh..." "I mean, really." "Um, well, nice to meet you." "Nice to meet you." "Carry on." "Charming." "Yeah, well that's the Fallin _harm." "Betsy in?" "Yes, she's in the conference room." "Good luck." "Do you like sex?" "You need to sign this." "I'm not trying to pick up on you or anything." "I didn't think you were." "The doctor said that I like sex so much because of the Huntington's." "It does something to your brain." "It makes me sad." "You know?" "I mean, even the things I like aren't really mine." "When I have sex and it's fun, I don't know if it's real or if it's just the stupid disease." "If you sign that document, you'll never have a say in Hris' life again." "She would no longer be your baby." "You understand that?" "Yeah." "You explained that already." "Did you tell the Manleys about me?" "About the disease?" "No." "Should we?" "If you want, but they may back out." "What if they find a cure?" "Like a vaccine, and I'm dead, and the Manleys don't know she has it?" "Then what?" "But the Manleys, they seem like good parents, right?" "I mean, they have money, and they have a house and a big back yard." "I saw pictures." "You want Hris to be with someone like the Manleys?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "Let me deal with it." "MRS. MANLEY:" "She's so beautiful!" "Look at those blue eyes." "[Hris coos]" "Can I hold her?" "I guess." "God, she's adorable." "MR. MANLEY:" "Just adorable." "Can I ask why you decided to pursue adoption?" "Well, she's 16, she has no money, no professional skills, no family support." "She just wants what's best for her baby." "She's healthy?" "All her information's in here." "You guys, you have a big back yard, right?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "And you like to, you know, barbecue and go on bike rides and stuff like that?" "Yeah, sure." "And you're both healthy?" "No cancer, diabetes?" "No." "No." "BETSY:" "Do you drink?" "MR. MANLEY:" "Not too much." "And you both really want to be parents, right?" "That's why we're here." "Do you love each other?" "Yeah." "Yeah, a lot." "MRS. MANLEY:" "The woman at the adoption agency said we could take Hris home with us if things went well." "It's up to Betsy." "Um... you guys have a car seat, right?" "We bought one this morning." "Yeah, you can take her." "I spoke to the insurance carrier." "We're firing your lawyer, and we're hiring someone who specializes in medical malpractice." "Good." "And I found 4 top-notch medical experts that are willing to testi_, so, um, I'm gonna set up a conference call for next week." "OH." "Now, as far as the peer review, don't imply or admit any wrongdoing." "Don't respond to hypotheticals." "You're a great surgeon." "An unfortunate patient outcome doesn't mean it's your fault." "You know that, right?" "What?" "Thanks." "JAHE:" "OH, amoxicillin." "Well, that's an antibiotic." "Who cares?" "Zoloft." "Zoloft is an antidepressant." "Here--Zoloft's side-effects:" "nausea, impotence, dry mouth." "So what?" "OH--Donnatal." "Donnatal?" "Looks like Bwian's got a little tummy ache." "Jake, please." "[Laughing] Sorry." "SECRETARY, ON SPEAHER PHONE:" "Nick?" "Mr. Manley's here." "Uh, yeah." "Send him in." "JAHE:" "Uh, Propecia." "Hey, do you think that stuff works?" "Steve, hey, how are you?" "Did we have an appointment?" "No." "Check to see if Olsen's ever had his driver's license suspended." "OH." "Why?" "Just check." "NICH:" "Have a seat, Steve." "Betsy called last night and told us about the Huntington's." "Close the door." "Yeah?" "OH." "You smug bastard." "We're under no legal obligation to disclose any information-- l didn't drive down here to discuss the law!" "In fact, the only reason I'm here is to tell you that you're a gutless, spineless scumbag." "You knew that Hris might have Huntington's, and you just sat there and kept your mouth shut." "We're going to test her to see if she might have the gene, and your client already consented." "[Door closes]" "I know you're mad at me, but-- l spoke with your father's lawyer." "Guy named Lafferty." "He wants to make a deal with the D.A." "What do you mean?" "If he pleads guilty, he'll get 30 year rather than life." "30 years?" "Lafferty wants you" "_ to talk to the D.A." "see if you can explain how difficult it was for your father." "OH." "You can do that, right?" "Make your father look sympathetic?" "I guess." "How did your father take care of your mother?" "I don't know." "But he loved her?" "l guess." "You guess, or you know?" "I know." "He shot her out of love?" "Love." "Not hate?" "Not anger?" "Love." "But he shot her twice." "So?" "Once would have been enough, don't you think?" "Why are you attacking me?" "!" "He loved her, OH?" "!" "[Door opens]" "He was tired of seeing her suffer." "What?" "I don't think you should talk to the D.A." "Why?" "l just don't think you should." "[Door closes]" "Gretchen, call Vic Lafferty." "Confirm our 5:" "OO meeting, OH?" "Nicholas, uh... what about... what about Julie Tivnan?" "Should I tell her you'll be calling?" "Come on, Dad." "Please." "What?" "Think I don't know what an attractive woman looks like?" "No, it's not that." "I just don't like blind dates, OH?" "Well, it's your call." "I'm just telling you man to man, this young lady is worth the time." "Thank you." "I appreciate it." "l'm sorry." "Good night." "So Brian's driver's license was suspended 7 years ago." "Call Suatoni." "Have him fax over his medical staff application." "What the hell's goin' on?" "Cancel Lafferty." "Are you sure about this?" "NICH:" "Yes." "OH, so Brian has epilepsy." "Now what?" "Well, I just wanted to tell you first before I talk to Suatoni." "Do you think that this so-called epilepsy has something to do with what happened the other day?" "I don't know." "Well, did the anesthesiologist suggest that it was relevant?" "No." "OH, so what about the nurses?" "No." "So what's the issue?" "Well, he failed to disclose it on his medical staff application." "So it's a disclosure issue?" "It's a very serious disclosure issue." "OH. I, uh... I have to talk about this." "I have to talk to Brian's lawyer about this." "Nick?" "What the hell's going on?" "Nick claims you have epilepsy." "BRIAN:" "What?" "!" "Well, you're taking Dilantin." "Yeah, for motion sickness." "For seizures." "Well, there's more than one use for Dilantin, Nick." "I mean, I know that you're a genius and all, but why don't you leave the medical stuff to me?" "Your driver's license was suspended 7 years ago because of a seizure." "A neurologist has a legal duty to report seizures to the D.M.V., Brian." "OH, I don't have epilepsy." "I had a few very minor seizures a long time ago" "OH, Brian, OH." "Don't defend yourself in front of Nick." "There's nothing for me to hide." "Nick, I haven't had a seizure in years." "I didn't think it was im" "Come on, listen." "Come on!" "Let your hand off me." "Nick, I don't need any more problems right now, OH?" "So if you could just keep this quiet." "l can't." "You can't?" "!" "Why don't you tell me what this is really about, huh?" "What?" "l see how you look at her." "LULU:" "Brian!" "You're wrong." "I know you see it, too." "No!" "You're a coward!" "This is stupid now!" "If you want to sleep with my wife, you'd better have the balls to" "Stop it!" "Enough!" "I mean it." "OH." "Yeah." "[Car engine starts]" "[Tires screech]" "[Hnock on door]" "Hey." "So the surgeon's an epileptic." "He didn't disclose it on his application." "I have to tell Suatoni." "Of course." "His condition's not that severe." "He's a good doctor by all accounts." "A very good doctor." "And the patient, he... he had some kind of hemophilia, so it's a fluke." "Then he should be fine." "What's the problem?" "I work with his wife at L.S.P.--Lulu." "Yeah." "This about, uh... about her?" "Lulu?" "No." "No, it isn't." "What are you--you fond of her?" "No, we're just friends." "She's married, right?" "Yeah, I just didn't want to ruin his career, that's all." "Well, it's not your fault that he lied." "It's a simple as that." "LULU:" "Hey." "Look, I know that you're in a tough position legally, but I'm thinking I'd like to talk about the best way to-- l told Suatoni." "The hospital terminated Brian's privileges." "All right." "Well, what about the peer review?" "Did he do anything wrong or not?" "No." "The board cleared him this morning." "So he's not responsible for the man's death?" "Not at all." "He's a good surgeon." "You mean "was" a good surgeon, right?" "Well, I guess I should just go home." "I should be with Brian." "LAURIE:" "Nick!" "l'm late, Laurie." "Hris is healthy." "She tested negative." "Good." "That's good news." "I just told Betsy." "She really loves that baby." "Yeah." "And she really wants to say good-bye." "Well, the adoption agreement's very clear, Laurie." "There's no visits." "Use some of that Fallin charm to make it happen, OH?" "The Manleys." "Steve, hey." "It's Nick Fallin." "Uh, listen, how you doin'?" "Good." "Uh, Betsy Fortunato, uh... she would like the opportunity to visit Hris." "Uh, I'm just asking if she can." "No, you listen, Steve." "You don't let the kid say good-bye, I will convince her to back the hell out of this adoption agreement, and I will find new parents, OH?" "Are we on the same page here?" "Good." "Good." "We'll do it at my office at 4:" "OO this afternoon." "OH." "Bye." "4:" "OO OH?" "[Hris cooing]" "I'm sorry, Betsy, but it's time to go." "I keep trying to do the right thing, but... nothing feels right." "I just didn't want her to hate me." "It's real easy to hate your mother, even if you love her, you know?" "I want to see my father." "OH." "Well, I can arrange a visit." "He'll be 86 when he gets out." "That seems so wrong." "Not if he shot her." "He didn't shoot her, did he?" "I just couldn't see my mother" "You don't need to explain." "I was gonna tell the truth." "I was, but my dad told me that I shouldn't, and he picked up the phone, and he called the police, and he said, "l shot my wife."" "And he hung up the phone, and he told me to lie... to just go with his story." "Are you gonna say anything?" "I can't." "I'm your lawyer." "Well, should I tell the police?" "That's up to you." "What the hell do you mean you went to the D.A.?" "I only have a few decent years left." "3 or 4. I read about it on the Internet, and when you're young, it just moves faster." "Don't talk like that." "But I want to help you." "This is my problem." "NICH:" "I talked to a criminal lawyer." "The fact that she's ill the fact that she's a min'or." "She has a very strong case." "This is my problem, buddy!" "OH?" "It's my problem." "Betsy?" "Dad." "Guard!" "I shot her." "[Door opens]" "[Door closes]" "[Door opens]" "Hey." "Where were you?" "I've been waiting, and I called you." "I had to see someone." "Well, who?" "I was worried." "Joanne Conlin." "Who's that?" "The wife--she was married to the guy that died." "His name was Michael Conlin." "You went to see his wife?" "Yeah. I, uh..." "I told her I was sorry." "Uh, your real estate agent called again and said that you need to put down a deposit by next Wednesday." "And I thought that I would just maybe leave, go back to Columbus for a little while." "OH." "What are you gonna do there?" "I don't know." "You know, you could always start that family practice that you talked about." "No, I just said that so you'd go out with me." "Really?" ""Family practice" was your pick-up line?" "Yeah." "Made me look sensitive." "Maybe not." "Brian, why didn't you tell me about the epilepsy?" "I don't know." "I guess I just block it out, you know?" "Pretend it doesn't exist." "I don't know." "Well, you don't have to leave tonight." "OH." "Oh, good, you're still here." "What are you doing?" "I'm just finishing up this Suatoni stuff." "I've got to file a motion to dismiss tomorrow." "Oh, good." "Oh, how's, uh... how's that girl--Lulu?" "Well, you did what you had to do, son." "Yeah." "By the way, I talked to Tivnan?" "He hired us." "That's great." "We're gonna have dinner to celebrate." "Want you to join us." "Well, you know, I got a lot of work to do." "This is business, son." "Client development." "Here." "Here." "Dad, dad..." "Nicholas, Bobby Tivnan and his daughter are waiting for us out there." "Now, put your coat on and come on." "Let's go." "Act like a gentleman." "You're making me go on a date?" "That's right." "So..." "Nick, say hi to Bobby Tivnan and his daughter Julie." "My son Nicholas." "Hi." "Hi." "### Ripped by FabHawk ###"