The Golden Door Page #5

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- Okay.

Come on, you stupid prick.

Breathe. Breathe.

Is that CPR?

(Henry breathes)

- Come on, man. He's turning blue.

- Okay, this isn't working.

- Oh my God.

- [Henry]:
Okay.

I'm gonna have to ask everybody to

back up. Could I have you guys back up?

I'm gonna try something.

(inhales)

(Buck grunts)

- Are you okay?

- Oh.

- Cocaine OD?

- Yeah.

I tried to give him CPR

but it didn't work.

So you hit him with

the pericardial thump?

- Uh-huh.

- Nice work.

- Thanks.

- We'll take it from here.

You're lucky you're not dead, kid.

Not too many people know

how to do a thump.

(elevator door opens)

- You okay?

- Yeah.

Are you sure, man?

'Cause you don't look okay.

I was so freaked out.

I just saved a guy's life.

- No sh*t? Who?

- Yeah, Scarlett's boyfriend.

- Wow.

- (door opens)

(indistinct EMT radio)

You saved my friend's life, man.

I wanna thank you.

I got 200 bucks on me.

I wish I had more, but...

That's cool, baby.

No, I'll get...

I have a check.

Make it out to Henry O'Shea.

You do know how to spell O'Shea,

don't you?

- O'Shea?

- Yeah.

All right.

No no no. No no. I'm not taking a tip

for saving a guy's life.

If you'd like,

you can make it out to Raul.

- Raul?

- Yeah.

R~A~U...

Look, you already thanked me.

That's fine.

Are you... you serious?

Thank you.

Kid, let me explain

something to you...

you cannot turn down

a 200 dollar tip, man.

I'm not taking a tip for saving

a guy's life. It's not right.

Well, give it to your crew.

We didn't save nobody's life.

- Hi.

- Hey.

You were amazing.

I don't know how to thank you.

- You don't have to, really.

- You saved his life.

I mean, the paramedic said so.

I've never done that before.

I mean, we practiced

in school, but...

never on someone

who was about to die.

It's kinda scary.

You didn't look scared.

- No?

- No.

You looked like you were totally

in control of the situation,

kinda like when you had

that dog's head in your mouth.

It was kinda hot.

Very funny.

You're a sweet guy, Henry.

- I gotta go.

- 'Night, Miss Dowling.

(exhales)

You got a real problem

with keeping your hands to yourself.

Come on, George.

She was upset. I was comforting her.

This is your last warning.

Next time if I hear or see you

touching anybody in this building,

you hit the bricks.

And that goes for dogs too.

(exhales)

"You're a sweet guy, Henry".

(sighs)

What am I doing, man?

Do you have girl trouble often?

Raul is a love doctor.

Tchh! Then fix me, Doctor.

Fix me.

Let her go, papito.

[Caitlin]:

So how's the doorman business?

It's definitely been

a lesson in humility.

Any good stories yet?

None that don't make me

seem ridiculous.

What kind of stories

do you think I like?

- Can I ask you a question?

- Yeah, shoot.

Get. (clucks)

- Would you...

- Hey. Hey.

- Would you date a guy who was dirt poor?

- No.

Okay.

I'm just pulling your leash.

Of course.

Hey, get over yourself.

Girls don't care about money...

not the good ones, anyway.

Girls just want you

to be the alpha, you know?

You be strong and assertive,

you'll have to beat 'em off with a stick.

You want a guy to be the alpha?

Me? Hell no.

Wait a second.

Why are we talking about this?

Who's the girl?

No, I mean, there's no girl.

Hank, you're Lying to me.

You're a terrible liar.

What's her name?

When would I have had time

to meet a girl?

I don't know, may-

she lives in the building.

- (laughs)

- She lives in the building.

- What's her name?

- You're good.

- What's her name?

- Uh, Scarlett- Scarlett Dowling.

- Scarlett Dowling?

- Mmm.

Oh, good luck.

What is she,

some kind of high-maintenance

trust-fund kid or something?

I don't know. Probably.

- You asked her out yet?

- No, of course not.

Why not?

Because rich girls from Fifth Avenue

don't date their doormen.

- Plus I would get fired.

- Mmm.

Yep, that would be bad.

- Hello, Miss Dowling.

- Henry, please don't call me that.

- It's Scarlett.

- Sorry, Scarlett.

How's Buck doing?

Rehab.

Well, I guess that's a good thing.

It is.

Listen, Henry,

I think I figured out

how I want to thank you.

- I want to take you somewhere.

- Oh, yeah?

Yeah, and it's a surprise.

I'm gonna bring those up

as soon as they arrive, Miss Dowling.

- Hi, George.

- Hello, Scarlett.

George, did you know

that Henry here...

is the best doorman

that we've ever had?

Oh, yeah.

Henry's, uh...

he's got a real way

with the residents.

You keep it up, Henry.

Keep it up.

- Okay, so what is with the tape?

- I don't know.

Yeah, it's been one of

the great mysteries of the building.

I don't think anyone's been

able to ask him.

I'm not asking him.

So you'll come?

Yeah, I don't think

that's such a good idea.

Um, they don't like us getting

too friendly with the residents...

and I'm pretty sure

George would fire me.

Uh, I can't afford that right now.

Okay, so we won't go out.

We'll have a meeting.

- A meeting?

- Yes, a meeting.

And it starts tomorrow at 7:00 PM,

Pier 83 on the Westside Highway.

- (elevator dings)

- Mum's the word.

- Scarlett, I can't.

- Yes, you can.

No, I can't. I really want to,

but I can't.

You... I'm...

- You said Pier 83?

- Mm-hmm.

- At 7:
00?

- Yes.

Okay. Sounds like a good place

for a meeting.

Meeting.

It's just a meeting.

Hi.

I'm so sorry.

You weren't waiting long, were you?

- No no.

- I couldn't find a cab...

and I was just... I...

- What?

- No, nothing.

- Uh...

- Why are you looking at me like that?

You just- you look great.

Thank you.

I look like a Mormon missionary.

No, you look great.

- Well, maybe we should...

- Yeah.

- go in.

- I didn't know where we were going.

- How about a hint?

- A hint?

Well, let's see... it's bigger

than a breadbox...

and it floats.

Hi, two tickets, please.

[Henry]:

Oh no, I've got this.

No, don't be silly.

I asked you here.

No, I insist.

I wasn't raised like that.

- Two, please.

- Thank you.

You're welcome.

- (beeps)

- Your card's declined.

- What?

- Got another one?

Uh, that can't be right.

You want me to try it again?

No, I have cash.

I was supposed to pay anyway.

Your machine must be broken.

Yeah, the machine's broken.

(scanning)

- Sorry about that.

- Here you go. Have a good time.

- Thank you.

- Yeah.

How can I help you?

(upbeat music playing)

You should've listened

to what Mama said...

I walked away with

someone else instead...

You should've listened

to what Grandma said...

Married someone

more like Fred...

You should've listened

to your inner voice...

While you had time

to sell it short...

May I ask you something?

Sure.

Why be a doorman?

I thought you were studying

to be a nurse.

My uncle Colin,

he's been a doorman forever.

He got me the job.

But why a doorman?

I mean, no offense.

I just...

I thought you might do something

in the medical field.

It just seems...

What? Beneath me?

No, not that.

(helicopter passes)

I'm not really in nursing school.

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