Needlestick Page #3

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would've done it.

She's fine.

Fine does not capture her.

Have you ever lost

anything important to you?

- Yes.

- Really?

- Yes.

- What?

I lost you.

Screw your bullshit

romance lines.

You dumped me, remember.

Let's just calm down, I

don't wanna have a fight.

Yeah, that's right, Everett.

You never wanna

fight, for anything.

I'd like to accept this award...

Uh, no good.

I'd like to accept this

Nobel prize for man...

I'd like to accept this

Nobel prize for mankind.

One small step for man.

I accept this, humbly.

I accept it all in all...

Humanity.

I hope there's a pony at the

bottom of all that bullshit.

I would like to accept

this Nobel prize for me,

and all my friends,

my mommy, my daddy.

I would like to, I would

like to accept this award.

I don't want your f***in' award.

Figures, those cheap bastards

forgot to pay the bills.

I think this

computer still works.

I thought you ladies

might like a warm beverage.

Um, thanks, you didn't have to.

It used to be your favorite.

So were you, once.

I have to go

- check on the patients.

- Uh, Sarah

would like more ice chips,

Morelli is due for his meds,

and I am gonna go check on

the rest of the unit, so...

Everett.

I'm sorry about earlier.

Oh, uh, it's, it's okay.

Actually taught me a

very important lesson.

What?

That you still care.

Like, a lot.

He's ready, Alex.

Alex.

Alex, are you all right?

Yeah.

I'm all right, now that my

good buddy, ray, is here.

Alex, where the hell am I.

You're in my private

underground lab.

That you never wanted

to know anything about.

Is this what you

build with my money?

Years of grants.

Now it's time for you to pay.

You think torturing

me is gonna help you?

Well, it sure isn't

gonna help you.

Have you lost your mind?

Get me off of this

table right now.

Ray, don't worry, I'm gonna

fill out your organ donor card.

Alex, what are you doing?

Goddamn lunatic,

let me outta here!

Get me off of this table!

Let me out!

Let me outta here, you

twisted sick bastard!

God damn lunatic.

Get me off of this table!

Get me off of this

god damn table!

Shut him up, will ya?

Alex! Let me out!

Oh.

Ray's gonna miss his tee time.

Mommy's fine, James.

It's just a little surgery.

I'll never leave you, sweety.

You have a special

voice inside of you.

I love you so very much.

It's all right, James.

It's all right.

It's all right.

It's all right.

Alice, mister Morelli

keeps hitting his button.

I'm getting his suppositories.

He doesn't get suppositories.

He does now.

Okay.

Still alive, mister Morelli?

Got your poopers and

your sleepers here.

If I shock you again,

it'll be between your legs.

Wake up.

No.

God, oh no.

Why?

Hello?

Everett.

Hey, what's goin' on?

He killed everyone in the er.

A psycho in scrubs attacked me

and killed everybody in the er.

Okay.

And now we're locked in.

No, we're still...

He has Flemming's

coat and an ID.

He could come in

here any second.

No he can't, he needs the code.

He doesn't have the code.

I tried to get out,

but he locked us all in.

Okay, okay.

Here, stay still.

No bars, sh*t.

Where's your phone?

Uh, right. Oh god.

Okay, sh*t, I've lost it.

Okay.

He had a scar on his

face and a surgical mask.

Okay.

Ginny, Ginny, look at me.

Look at me, okay?

We're gonna be okay.

We have to get out of here.

We have to find a way

out of here, okay?

Okay, let's go.

Wait, where are you going?

If he can't come in

here, I'm not leaving.

- We can't stay here all night.

- Yes we can!

No, Ginny, we cannot.

Yes we can, Everett.

Wait, you said that,

uh, he's going to the er,

then the unit, that means, sh*t.

Everett, where are you going?

Alice?

Alice, I need your pass code.

Marie!

Hey.

You think your mommy's

proud of you?

Did your mommy even love you?

Mine left me all alone.

My mommy broke my heart, too.

See.

So, go ahead.

Hit me, hurt me, tear me apart.

But, I won't scream for you.

And it won't bring

your mommy back.

So, how's it look?

He had a defibrillator.

Oh, Jesus.

Well, we can't use that.

Legro is a cold

hearted son of a b*tch.

He's dead.

You know what?

Yeah.

Uh, we gotta deal with that.

That won't do.

That's better.

Over here.

Here.

Ginny, come help Sarah.

- Ginny!

- What?

You're bleeding, okay.

It's fine. Leave it.

Okay, what do we do now?

Fine here?

Yeah, I'm not going anywhere.

He never flinched.

What?

When I choked him, I

crushed his throat.

It's like he didn't

feel anything.

Oh god, your back.

- Are you bleeding?

- I know.

How are you feeling?

Like my chest is splitting

open ever time I try to breath.

What you did up

there was amazing.

I, how, how did you even

think to ask about his mom?

Most serial killers

have dominant

or over protective mothers who

overcompensate for

distant or absent fathers.

Oh, is that right?

Childhood trauma is

usually involved.

The scar on his face.

Hold on a minute.

You stood in front of him

and made him attack you?

She distracted him.

Ginny, what are you doing?

Just making a point.

That suicidal behavior, no

matter how genius it is,

it still leads to suicide.

Your voice leads to suicide.

The attack separated

her incision,

causing internal bleeding

around her lungs,

and probably around her heart.

A hemothorax.

Yeah.

She'll continue to bleed,

and her lungs will collapse,

she'll go into shock

and die here on our bench.

Ginny, stop, what are you doing?

Just a synopsis.

Are there any useful

supplies here?

Marie, wait!

- Get outta my way!

- What are you doing?

I'm not just gonna sit here.

Are you crazy? He could be

right outside the door.

At least he's not hiding

in a corner like you!

F*** you!

Calm down, please.

I'm calm.

I'm not just gonna sit

here and watch her die.

I'm the physician here,

and I say we stay put.

Don't pull rank, resident!

We don't have a choice!

- There's always a choice!

- If we leave, we'll die!

- If we stay, she'll die!

- Fine!

What kind of a doctor are you?

The b*tch kind.

I'm just being practical.

Is that what you tell Legro?

Go rot in hell, Amazon!

Stop!

We're done arguing.

We all leave, so we all live.

Now, we need medical

supplies for Sarah

and a way out of here.

You've worked her for years,

so you find an escape route.

I'll get supplies.

You, stay alive.

Yeah, I get the hard part.

Ginny, see if you can

get the computer

on an outlet somewhere,

get a message out of here.

- Everett, I don't think that i...

- You will manage the patient,

or you will wait in the hallway.

Your choice.

Are you serious?

You need stitches.

There's no time.

You're bleeding,

there's time, in the room.

Ouch.

Hacks from chopping up tissue,

tossing it in a blender,

and calling it research.

The answer to

the whole thing is to prevent...

Perhaps.

My data is as valid

as my colleague's.

Shoot me, somebody, shoot me.

I've never had a

problem with the IRB,

so I really couldn't say.

We got a big problem.

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