Like Father Like Son Page #5

and the fire.

Now this, huh? Well, let the record

show that Dr. Hammond...

...seconded the motion.

Dr. Larkin, it would appear that

your issue's gonna go to committee.

Hey, are we out of here or what?

Jack? Jack?

You are a revelation.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- Oh, sure, Amy.

- Amy?

- Let's see some lD.

- What do you mean?

Well- No, l mean, l just can't believe

that that was you back there.

Since when did you

start taking sides with me?

lt seems to me that if people are sick,

you have to try and help them.

Screw the insurance.

lt's part of the hypocritical oath.

''Hypocritical oath.''

That took a lot of courage,

what you did in there...

...and frankly, l-

Well, l didn't think you had it in you.

- lt was nothing.

- Nothing?

To say that in front of Armbruster?

lt took guts even if the chief-of-staff

job wasn't on the line.

Big balls, Jack. Big ones.

Huge.

Dr. Hammond, you're a godsend.

l can't stabilize him.

- l'm not Dr. Hammond.

- His rate's increasing.

- Whack him one.

- What?

Hit him, Dr. Hammond! Hit him!

- Did you hit him yet?

- Yeah.

- l'm getting nothing. Whack him more.

- l don't know him.

Beat the son of a b*tch hard.

- Dr. Hammond.

- We're losing him. He's in defib.

Right now, while he's in defib.

Give me the backboard now.

Stand by with 1 amp of bicarb.

l need 1 amp of bicarb standing by.

No response. Let's defib.

All right, stand clear and clear!

Hello. Good to see you.

How are you?

- Good running.

- Good luck.

- Don't need it.

- Right.

Runners to the block.

Take your mark.

Set.

All right, Rick! Way to gain!

Hammond! Hammond! Come on!

- Hey, get to your mark. Go on.

- Right.

Take it easy!

Rick's got us a nice lead!

Don't blow it, a**hole.

Looking good, Hammond!

lt's a cakewalk!

Give me it, guys! There you go!

What are you doing, Chris?

Come here! Come back here!

Hammond, get back there!

Come on! Just beat one team,

Hammond! Just one!

Come on, Hammond!

Use the kick! Use the kick!

Where the hell is the Hammond kick?

Come on! Come on, run hard!

Oh, no!

- Did l win?

- Close.

You dove 10 yards too soon, doc.

You still haven't crossed

the finish line.

- Hi, Dr. Hammond.

- Hi, Jack.

Hi, Jack.

Hey, you guys all right?

Yes, sir. We're all right.

Hey, l've got jumper cables.

Great.

- l wonder what Chris is doing now.

- Hey, d*ckhead!

- Here comes more pain.

- Your ass is mine!

- l gave at the track.

- Just agree with him.

- Agree with him that you're a d*ckhead.

- Come on, buddy, let's go. Right now.

- You want a fistfight?

- You got it, dork vomit.

- ''Dork vomit''?

- Apologize.

Why? l didn't do anything wrong.

What's that have to do with it?

He'd mangle you.

- He's only a kid.

- So are you.

Let's rock 'n' roll.

l'm gonna teach you a lesson.

Come on. Come on, get out

of the car, man. Come on, get out!

Let's go.

Let's rock 'n' roll. Come on.

Hey, where you going, you little suck?

You running, huh? Come on, man.

God!

Oh, yeah? Come back,

you little bastard!

Chris?

Chris?

Chris- ls home!

Chris is home. Phyllis, where's Dad?

Your father left for the hospital

four or five hours ago.

He did what?

Damn it, that little bastard

can't follow the simp-

- Hi, Pop.

- What were you doing with my interns?

Oh, you know, hanging out.

A couple of pizzas, couple of beers.

You ate pizza with my interns?

lt wasn't my idea. They asked me.

Dad, what happened in school today?

Nothing. School was easy.

You didn't see patients?

No, no, l just went on some rounds.

Did you talk to Lori?

Wait a minute, rounds?

You went on rounds?

l gave out some pills.

Everybody feels fine.

What kind of pills, Chris? You didn't

talk to Armbruster, did you?

l didn't talk to anybody. Anybody asked

questions, l gave them a pill. You lost?

- Not by very much.

- Lost is lost. l mean, what happened?

- l won that spot.

- l'm pretty sure someone cheated.

What are you talking about?

False start or something?

- Dr. Hammond.

- l don't believe it.

No. Chris.

Hello. No, this is Chris.

Lori! No, no, this is Chris. Really.

Hold on a minute. l've got

to clear my throat.

Talk to her.

She thinks she's talking to you.

- She is.

- Yeah, but she wants to talk to me.

Hello?

- No.

- No.

Lori, could you hold for a moment?

My father wants to speak to me.

- Dad, you can't cancel.

- She's your date.

But it's our first date. lf l cancel now,

she may never ever say yes again.

Ever! Please.

- What do you want me to do?

- Pick her up in 15 minutes.

- Fifteen minutes-?

- Tell her!

Come on, please.

Lori, l'll pick you up in 15 minutes.

Thanks, Dad. Oh, what a guy.

Thanks, really.

l have no time to get ready.

- Be back by 10.

- Believe me, l'll be back by 9 if l can.

No, no, no.

- Make it 11.

- Right.

And make sure

you have a good time.

- Let's go.

- What are you doing? lt's only 9:30!

Haven't you heard enough?

These chords are all very similar.

lt's about-

You said anytime.

Here l am.

l've been wanting to do that all night.

Me too.

Sorry, l'm normally a bit taller.

- Jack.

- Yeah?

- Oh, Jack.

- What?

This is really very special.

And you are really very special.

l don't want you to forget that.

- No.

- No.

You know,

there is a magic between us.

lt's a tenderness and sort of a childlike

caring that l really need in my life.

Okay.

l'm learning something tonight, Jack.

l feel so free.

So unchained,

so able to feel a warm emotion...

...without being compelled to perform

some mindless act. Am l right?

- No question about-

- Reality is so much better than fantasy.

- l go around saying that all the-

- Warmth is more valuable than heat.

- My motto.

- Because...

...we could just go at it, Jack.

And we will.

You know it, and l know it.

- We can.

- Yeah, we can- We-

- Right now.

- Yeah, we can.

Right here, right now.

Just take off our clothes and go at it.

We could just be like animals.

Rubbing and feeling and touching...

...and kissing and sucking and eating.

Eating. Screaming.

For hours.

- Just do it.

- Do it, yeah.

- Do it. Do it.

- Yeah.

- Do it.

- Do it.

That would be so darn easy...

...but rushing's never been our style.

Oh, you.

Jack.

- Jack.

- Yeah?

Jack.

- How about a drink?

- You got it.

- A little music?

- You bet.

Loud.

Too loud. Loud.

- lt's a little bright, don't you think?

- Too bright. Yeah, bright.

Yeah. Bright.

Yo!

- Thank you.

- Yo.

No problem.

There we go. Almost out.

lt happens every so often.

Right. Let me just move this

out of the way.

- Give this a little push.

- l'm uncomfortable, Jack.

l'll have this out in a jiffy.

- lt's getting a little late.

- lt's early.

Pull up another chair.

- How about the couch?

- lt's out.

Let me just get this fire

completely out.

Go ahead and help yourself

to another beer.

l have beer at home.

- Good night, Jack.

- You're leaving?

See, and you still have the shank

of the evening to do with as you wish.

- l want out of here!

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