Please Stand By Page #4

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Can you hear me?

Miss?

(Wendy mumbling)

What's she saying?

Welcome to Cinnabon.

Would you like

to try a Cinnabon?

Nurse:
No fractures,

no bleedings.

Suspected mild concussion.

They wanna keep her

for a day or two,

but we're just waiting on a bed.

Would you mind

grabbing her chart?

(whispering)

I have to go.

Wendy:
I want to go.

(sound of hospital PA system)

Wendy:
I have to go.

Wendy Welcott.

Nurse:
We've got four Jane Does

in here.

Well, she's five-foot-four,

blonde.

Nurse:
They've all got

blonde hair.

They're all five-foot-something.

Hell, we even have

a Jane Dog in here.

(dog barking)

Wait, what did you just say?

We've got a Jane Dog here.

John Dog.

Scottie:
Is he wearing

a Star Trek uniform?

A what?

Scottie:
A Star Trek uniform.

Is he wearing one?

Oh, yeah, he is!

Ah, look at that!

Nurse:
That's so cute.

Okay, where are you again,

exactly?

Scottie:
Hey, wake up.

I need you to get dressed.

You're coming with me.

Mom, what's going on?

Oh, a patient of mine ran away.

So, please just go get dressed.

(sighs)

Where are we even going?

Bakersfield.

What?

She's trying to get to L.A.

and turn in a script

for this competition.

Is it any good?

- What?

- The script.

Oh, I could only get

a few pages in.

I don't get it.

What don't you get?

Okay, so, I know

he's the hero of Star Wars,

but who exactly is

this Kirk person?

Please, crash this car right now

because we both deserve to die!

Sam!

In Star Trek...

- Okay.

- James T. Kirk is the captain

of the starship Enterprise.

Right, that's the spaceship

they're on, right?

Yes, yes, the spaceship.

Great job, Mom.

But why does she find it

so fascinating?

That's what I don't get.

I don't know.

Maybe it's the characters.

What do you mean?

Like Spock, for example.

He's half-human, half-alien.

He has trouble

dealing with his emotions.

Where did it say that?

That's just how he is.

(phone vibrating)

(message notification sound)

(nurse laughing)

Have a good one, okay?

You are going to Ward C.

I don't want to go to Ward C.

I want to go

to Paramount Pictures.

Well, I'm sorry, little lady,

it looks like you

are going to Ward C.

Where am I?

You're at the hospital.

You hit your head.

Where's Pete?

- Where's my dog?

- He's okay.

The nurses have him.

They gave him a little bath.

Let's get you outta here, huh?

Away we go.

I've got to pee.

You can pee when

we get you upstairs, all right?

No, I've got to pee right now.

Right now, I've got to pee.

- Wendy:
Right now.

- All right, okay, okay.

Let's make it quick.

Nurse:
I heard you scared

the crap out of a cop.

My dad was a cop.

Yeah, he had this walrus

moustache and everything.

When we were kids

and we misbehaved,

he used to give us demerits.

"You loaded my gun wrong.

That's a demerit."

"It's the wrong Elvis record.

Demerit."

"Clothes on the floor.

Demerit."

And if you were lucky enough

to get enough demerits,

you had to sleep in the shed.

Even now when I come home,

he's like,

"You'd better move out

of the house soon,

or I'm gonna make you

sleep in the shed."

Cut it out!

That's not a funny thing

to joke about.

You know, I'm your son.

Show me a little respect.

Don't joke like that.

Just quit kidding around.

You all good in there?

That's a long pee.

Okay, I'm gonna come inside,

all right?

I'm coming in!

Nurse:

She jumped out the window!

She jumped out the window!

I'll come back for you, Pete.

Nurse:
Wendy!

Hey!

Doctor:

Yeah, I'm on my way right now.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my script!

My script...

My...

Hey! Stop!

Mom...

This is Wendy's script.

Wendy?

Scottie:
Wendy!

Doctor:

You need to calm down.

Getting angry is not

gonna help the situation.

Scottie:
Hey, I am not angry.

Nobody's angry here.

I'm just trying to figure out

what the hell is wrong

with you people!

Whoa, easy now.

Come on, Scottie.

Nothing is wrong with us, ma'am,

but given the way

you're speaking to me, I guess

something must wrong with you.

Hey!

Something's gonna be wrong

with your face

if you don't stop talking

to my mom like that!

I'm gonna need the both of you

to calm down.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry,

but this is just

completely unacceptable.

Where's my sister?

- Are you Ms. Welcott?

- Yeah. Where's Wendy?

I am sorry, but...

she slipped by the duty nurse.

We have no idea how,

but we've looked

everywhere for her.

We've got officers

up and down the state

looking for her now.

What was she doing here anyway?

Was she hurt?

Audrey:
How did she get away

from you people?

Can anybody tell me anything

about my sister?

Wendy:
"Your completed, properly

formatted, printed script

must be received

by February 16th, 5:00 pm."

"Your completed, properly

formatted, printed script

must be received

by February 16th, 5:00 pm."

"Your completed, properly

formatted, printed script...

must be received

by February 16th, 5:00 pm."

Please...

stand by.

Please, stand by.

Please, stand by.

Please, stand by.

Please, stand by.

Please, stand by.

(sobbing)

My script.

My script.

It's gone.

It's gone.

"Captain...

there is only one logical

direction in which to go...

Forward."

Wendy:
"Captain's log...

Final entry.

'The Enterprise

is presumed lost.

Spock and I are

the sole survivors.

Our destiny, unknown.'

Spock looks up at the

star-filled sky...

surveys the barren contours

of this alien wasteland.

Peering into the murky abyss...

Spock saw something

he had never seen before."

Maybe this is my fault.

Wendy:
"Escape is imperative...

Spock cradles the dying Kirk

in his arms.

His captain. His friend.

Kirk looks up at him,

the light dimming in his eyes."

Do you know where

the bus station is?

"'I'm afraid, Spock.'

Spock is calm, reassuring.

'Don't be afraid, Jim.

The unknown is there for us

to conquer, not to fear.'"

Do I need a ticket

to ride the bus to Los Angeles?

Yes, you do.

But the next one is not

until 8:
00 am tomorrow.

I'm sorry.

8:
00 am is in

11 hours and 13 minutes.

I'll wait.

Wendy:
"Slowly tumbling through

the emptiness of space...

the lights of his spacesuit

illuminating him

in the darkness."

You can't sleep either?

"Tiny, alone...

a single speck of light

in a sea of night.

For the first time...

No stories...

No echoes...

Nothing in his head.

- Just silence."

- (Wendy mumbles)

Silence.

I hope she's okay.

She's a very resourceful girl.

To tell you the truth,

I'm kind of impressed.

She used to be afraid

of everything.

This can't be easy for her.

Maybe I underestimated her.

Your sister...

is one of the most complex

and creative people I know.

Yeah.

I mean, she's not always

that easy to figure out.

She can really try

your patience, that's for sure.

Yeah.

My mother

was so patient with her.

She took care of both of us,

by herself.

- Single mom?

- Yeah.

Yeah.

After our mother died,

I tried my best

to take care of Wendy.

But then I got married,

we found out

we were gonna have a baby.

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