Philadelphia Page #5
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1993
- 125 min
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CHANDRA:
You want to try Light Egyptian?
Suddenly, Andrew winces, gripping his gut.
CHANDRA (CONT.)
What?
ANDREW:
(clearly in pain)
Excuse me a sec...
Andrew starts out of the room -- suddenly HAVING TO RUN.
CHANDRA:
Just like my cousin Fredo.
CAMERA HOLDS ON Chandra, Alan and Bruno. SOUND OF BATHROOM DOOR
slamming shut.
Bruno saunters across the room and knocks on the bathroom
door.
BRUNO:
You okay, Andy?
CONTINUOUS CUT TO:
TIGHT SHOT ON ANDREW, FACE TWISTED IN PAIN (INT./DAY) ...
Andrew rests his head against the wall, sweat covering his
face. A storm of fire has passed through him, and he's hoping
it's over for now.
ANDREW:
I think I need to go to the
hospital.
CUT TO:
MIGUEL ALVAREZ RUNS URGENTLY DOWN SPRUCE STREET, DODGING
traffic as he crosses Eleventh Street, toward Jefferson
Hospital (EXT./DAY). He hustles up the ramp toward the
Emergency Entrance...
CUT TO:
MIGUEL SHOVES THROUGH GLASS DOORS, INTO THE BUSTLING
Emergency Room (INT./DAY), FINDING
ANDREW sitting on a gurney, holding a cotton ball against
his arm, where blood has been drawn, wearing a blanket over
his shoulders, fighting chills.
Chandra and Bruno are waiting with Andrew. They exchange
quick hugs with Miguel and Andrew, ad libbing greetings and
goodbyes.
ANDREW:
Thanks, you guys.
MIGUEL:
Yeah. Thanks, guys.
Miguel puts his arms around Andrew.
ANDREW:
Gillman's out of her office today.
I told her to take a day off, and
she did, can you believe it? Did
class?
Miguel touches Andrew's face, checking for fever.
MIGUEL:
Don't worry about it. They took
blood? A specimen?
Andrew holds an empty specimen cup.
ANDREW:
Aren't you giving an exam?
MIGUEL:
Miguel places a gentle kiss on Andrew's sweaty forehead.
MIGUEL (CONT.)
You got a fever, baby.
Suddenly, the facade cracks and TEARS STING Andrew's eyes.
ANDREW:
I almost didn't make it to
the bathroom, Miguel. I almost
of everybody.
MIGUEL:
(holding him)
So what? It's nothing to be
ashamed of. You have nothing to
be ashamed of, okay?
Andrew pulls himself together, brushing aside tears, in
control of his emotions once more.
ANDREW:
Wait, here's my guy... Hey!
Andrew catches the attention of a harried INTERN, whose
surgeon's greens are covered with blood.
INTERN:
Mr. Beckett, I'm sorry...
ANDREW:
About my blood work?
INTERN:
We're waiting...
Miguel opens a small notebook, making notes.
INTERN:
... meanwhile, I'd like to
prepare you for a colonoscopy,
so we can take a look inside.
ANDREW:
Sounds delightful.
MIGUEL:
Why do you need to do this?
INTERN:
Who are you?
MIGUEL:
Who are you? Doctor... ?
ANDREW:
This is my partner. We keep
records of hospital visits.
Nothing personal.
INTERN:
Dr. Klenstein.
(to Andrew)
It's not a pleasant procedure,
diarrhea, we ought to know right
away.
MIGUEL:
It could be parasites, an
infection...
ANDREW:
A reaction to AZT...
KLENSTEIN:
That's possible, but.
MIGUEL:
cancelled out everything else.
INTERN:
I'm trying to help your
"partner." You're not a member
of his immediate family, I could
have you removed from the ER.
ANDREW:
(to the Intern)
He's upset, he's sorry.
MIGUEL:
Don't apologize for me.
ANDREW:
He's not sorry, okay, fine.
(the diplomat)
Why don't we see what we find
out from the blood work? I'll
work on getting a specimen, I'm
sure hospital food could help in
that direction. Maybe, by then,
we'll hear from my doctor, and
we'll go from there. Okay?
Everybody happy?
INTERN:
Allright. I'll get on the lab
about the blood work.
MIGUEL:
(to the Intern)
I'm sorry.
The INTERN walks away. Andrew's BEEPER BEEPS.
ANDREW:
That's the third time. I better
call the office.
(smiling at Niguel)
Would you relax, please?
MIGUEL:
I am relaxed.
Andrew HOBBLES toward a pay phone, outside a VISITOR LOUNGE,
where weary relatives are watching TV.
Andrew drops a quarter into the phone.
JOE MILLER'S VOICE
"If you or someone you know..."
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