Extraordinary Measures Page #7
green and magenta,
and known only by
those color codes
so no researcher will know
which one he's testing.
Only after we pick a winner,
the secret identity will be revealed.
GIRL:
Come on, Megan!
GIRL:
But I want to!
JOHN:
Just roll your wrist.
I can't.
It's okay. It's all right.
Let's try another one.
Okay. Let's try again. Ready?
Ready?
(KIDS CHEERING)
Big winner!
Yay!
Here you go, look at that.
You got a penguin.
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
JOHN:
Hey, Bob. Bob.
How you doin'?
I brought you some ribs.
Not as good as the ones
from The Corner Saloon,
but if you're hungry...
(MUSIC STOPS)
What do you want?
The results.
"Mother of All Experiments."
Well,
which enzyme did they choose?
The leadership team spent
are ahead of the others,
but it's too close to call.
Tomorrow, we spend
the day hashing it out
to decide which one to choose.
Bob. I'm asking you to read this.
I value your opinion more than
anyone else in the world.
Well, maybe you should have valued
instead of playing hatchet man
for the bean counters.
Get the hell out of my lab.
It's in your interest
to know about this, Bob.
Get out.
Wouldn't it benefit you...
Get out.
The green enzyme's the best.
Show 'em my analysis, they'll understand.
Hey, wait up, Bob.
I recognize patterns
in the results.
I'd know my baby
a mile away.
So the green one is yours?
No.
No, it's not.
but it's not ready for manufacture.
Theirs is crude and uninspired,
but it's ready.
Bob, I don't even know
Don't bother.
I didn't do it for you.
JOHN JR.:
Yes, it is!
Oh, my gosh.
Do you see the kite up there?
Yeah.
That's so cool!
JOHN:
Annie, careful!
Building a bastion.
AILEEN:
Right there. Yeah.
(PHONE RINGING)
Okay!
Dad, like...
Ready?
Dad, you promised
no more phone calls.
I know. I know I did, but...
What's in there?
We can take turns burying
the phone when I get back.
Okay! I'll start digging a hole.
You hold that for a sec.
John Crowley.
John, it's Kent Weber.
Kent, hey. Did you get my suggested
protocol for the clinical trials?
Yeah.
You made some pretty
optimistic assumptions
about where our
enzyme supply will be.
I see.
Well, what do you think
that a more realistic...
John, I'll give to you straight.
The clinical trial
will be for infants only.
(EXCLAIMS)
Infants need so
much less enzyme,
and, as you know,
our initial supply will be so limited.
And the drug has much higher
odds of being effective
with infants than
with older children.
We have to consult Erich on this.
We have to consult Erich.
I already did. He confirmed
the decision. Infants only.
I understand your
personal reasons for...
(SIGHS)
These decisions have to be
made objectively, rationally.
I'm sorry. I...
I really am.
(ENGINE STARTING)
(ELECTRONIC WHIRRING)
GUARD:
Hold it, pal.
Mr. Crowley, what are you
doin' in here?
I was just...
You're not authorized.
No... I can
explain everything.
What's the matter, Chuck?
Is there a problem?
Yeah, there's a problem. I got
Mr. Crowley in here without clearance.
That's my fault, now.
I got busy in the lab,
I sent Jersey boy here
to get me a couple
jugs of enzyme.
Sorry.
Thanks, Chuck.
Thanks for saving my ass.
It's really big of you,
especially after what
went down between us.
You mean your ruthless,
cold-hearted betrayal?
Yeah, well, when I thought
about it from your point of view...
Sh*t, if it was my
kids dying, I wouldn't
have hesitated to
crush you like a bug.
Do you remember
when we first met,
and you told me that
I should stop chasing miracles
and should go home
and enjoy my kids,
while they're still here?
Yeah. I made the wrong choice.
Jersey, you know
No.
It's a drug trial with just 2 patients
with the same genetic inheritance.
Siblings, with the same disease.
Megs and Patrick.
Well, would Zymagen
go for something like this?
There's real research value in it.
And with just two patients,
it wouldn't take much enzyme.
But Webber would
have to sign off on it.
Well, let's not tell him till
we've got our ducks in a row.
I could draw up a protocol
and see if I can find
a hospital willing
to administer it.
Bob.
Well, don't get your hopes up, kid.
It's a Hail Mary.
(READING)
Ducks in a row.
"Stonehill, careful review,
protocol, Sibling Trial, 146,
Megan Crowley and Patrick
"have been accepted
into the trial!"
I just got it.
Quack, quack, quack.
Have you talked to him yet?
No. I did the science.
You make the sale.
Thank you.
Good luck.
Right.
Does he have about 5?
RECEPTIONIST:
He does, yeah.Thanks.
No problem, Mr. Crowley.
Hey, Kent? Knock-knock.
Got a minute?
Kent?
Do you have any idea what you've done?
Excuse me?
We got a call this morning from
Portland Rose Hospital,
about sending them
enzyme for your kids?
Right. Yeah, I know.
That's what I'm here to talk to you about.
You and Stonehill set this up behind
my back. Now you come to me.
It's all tentative.
You want this company
to sponsor a drug study,
is an executive of this company?
"conflict of interest?"
It has nothing to do with a...
Do you know what the FDA
would do if they found out?
There is strong scientific justification
for this study.
There is great research value.
I'm a doctor, John.
I know the research value!
But you guys just can't go off
half-cocked without consulting us!
And I'm sure that if we just go
and talk to Erich, we can...
Erich already knows.
He's furious about
being blindsided.
I didn't try to
blindside anyone.
This is the reason why
we have a reporting structure,
why we have established procedure,
why there is protocol.
You heartless,
bloodless machine.
You just have to fight me every step
of the way! Don't you?
You just hated it
when I brought
the kids with Pompe
to the doorstep!
You weren't thinking
about those kids
when you put your
children into that program
and jeopardized
a decade's worth of
research investment
made by this company!
This is not about
a return on an investment!
It's about kids,
kids with names, dreams,
families that love them.
You've jeopardized
your chances
of ever getting
your kids treated.
(SLAMMING)
(SHOUTING)
I'm not arguing
science with you!
On every level!
On every level, you've stood...
(TAPPING ON DOOR)
I was just drafting a letter of
apology for senior management,
but I guess we're
past that point.
I just spoke to Erich, and we are
terminating your employment.
Okay, I'll pack
up my stuff.
Just one thing, John.
I may well be a tight-ass
pencil-pushing company man,
but I resent being
called heartless.
Look...
Just let me finish.
The reason we're terminating
your employment,
is to eliminate the
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