The Secrets of Emily Blair
- Year:
- 2016
- 95 min
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So, what you're sayin
is that you're responsible
for the deaths?
Yes, that's right.
I am responsible
for their deaths.
Why?
There are two
answers to that question,
the one that's true and the
one that you will believe.
I'm only interested
in the truth.
All right.
No human was responsible
for these crimes.
But, if someone must be
punished, then let it be me.
And that's the truth?
That's the truth.
Then why don't you
tell me what I'll believe.
Paging Dr. Bender.
Paging Dr. Bender, please.
That is so gorgeous.
You didn't help
him pick this out?
All by himself.
And you didn't see it coming?
No, totally surprised.
Mmm. That's a keeper.
I know.
All right, ladies, break it up.
- Emily got engaged.
- Oh, yeah?
Good for you.
Drug test for the homeless
guy in Exam Room 5.
You are such a romantic.
That's me, Dr. Love.
Back to reality.
Mmm.
Hello.
I need to draw some
blood, is that all right?
Bye-bye.
You're not going
"bye-bye" just yet.
I need to roll up your sleeve.
Bye-bye.
Bye-bye.
Bye-bye.
What's the hurry?
You just got here.
Okay, you're gonna
feel a little pressure.
Bye-bye, Emily.
Hey, how'd you know my name?
Something's wrong.
Oh, my God.
God's not here, Emily.
I need to get some help.
Fran!
You're hurting me.
Let go.
I haven't even started.
Help! Somebody
help me!
Stop!
Bye-bye.
Stop. Let go of me.
Bye-bye.
Why...
Paging Dr. Bender.
Paging Dr. Bender, please.
Oh, my God.
What in the world...
Emily, what happened? Emily?
Emily.
Emily.
Crash cart!
I don't know what happened.
What do you mean?
100-year-old homeless
dude had a heart attack.
Shocker, alert the media.
Yeah, but,
why don't I remember?
I took his blood
and next thing I know,
Fran's yelling at me
to get the crash cart.
Okay, Em, I know this may come
as a bit of a shock to you,
but you're kind of
a sensitive person.
You stuck a guy with a needle,
he had a heart attack,
you had a momentary freak out.
Yeah, I guess.
People dropping dead
is part of the job.
Don't give it another
thought, just go home.
Have crazy fiance sex with Will.
Emily.
Holy...
Hey, hey, hey.
Oh, God.
It's just a dream.
Yeah.
You're safe. Huh.
Yeah.
Yeah, okay.
I won't let anything
bad happen to you.
Yeah?
Yeah.
You're stuck with me forever.
Hello.
Oops.
Is that your mother?
Welcome to the family.
You gave her a key?
She's my mother.
Sorry, I should've told you.
Yeah, you should have.
Mom.
Hi.
There they are,
the happy couple.
Hi.
Oh...
Morning, Linda.
Oh, no, no, no, you cannot
call me Linda anymore.
Now, it's "Mom."
Morning, Mom.
- Morning, daughter.
- Mom, it's...
It's 7:
00 in the morning...I know, sweetie.
It's good to see you.
We have got a lot of work to do.
A wedding doesn't
plan itself, you know?
So, firstly, I got all the
new bridal magazines.
Oh, but the first order of business
is we have to choose your colors.
Because we can't even
send invitations out
if we don't know what
colors we're dealing with.
And, oh, the church, of course,
we're gonna do it at St. Mark's.
But we've gotta
call Father Avital
and get you two enrolled in the
marriage courses immediately.
- Marriage class?
- Yeah.
Oh, my God, I almost
forgot the best thing.
Ta-da!
Mom, we have a...
What? No, I mean, this is what
I wore to marry your father.
I just...
Only if you like it.
It's pretty.
Yes, it's gorgeous,
it's beautiful.
I love it.
Gorgeous. Ooh...
It's so exciting.
My daughter-in-law.
I'm sorry.
Holding you too tight.
Yeah, I'm fine.
Come on, baby.
Let's get coffee. Come
on, let's get to work.
Come on, you two.
Okay.
Can you call the lab
about the results on four?
It's been over an hour.
I think I can probably
make that happen for you.
Try and work it into
your schedule, will you?
He's so hot, don't you think?
In like a nerdy doctor,
antisocial kind of way.
Ah... I'm sorry, is my fantasy
What?
Are you with me here?
Yeah, yeah, sorry, I'm just...
I'm just so spacey, I just
keep drifting off and...
Oh, my God.
That's why you're getting
married, isn't it?
What?
No, no, I'm not.
I know what knocked up
sounds like, and that's it.
Oh, you know what
knocked up sounds like?
Mmm-hmm.
- Emily.
Can you assist him with
the suturing in Exam 1?
Sure thing, Fran.
Preggers. You heard
it here first.
Whatever.
And we're done.
There you go.
Emily here is going to
bandage you up, all right?
Well done, Sporto.
Okay.
How we doing?
Okay, I guess.
You did great.
You're, like, one of the bravest
patients we've ever had.
Really?
Absolutely.
So, you play baseball?
Yeah.
What position?
Second base.
Well, I love baseball.
So, what's your favorite team?
Dodgers.
Mom! Mom! Mom!
Bobby!
Oh, my God! It's okay.
It's all right.
What did you do?
My finger!
My finger!
What did you do?
All right.
Mom!
Honey, it's okay.
No, it's not okay.
Em, it was an accident, okay?
You've got to pull
yourself together.
Give us a minute?
I'll be outside.
Yeah.
Oh, God.
And what the hell happened?
I don't remember.
I was talking to him and
he was smiling and then
next thing I know,
he's screaming.
Oh,
my God, what did I do?
Emily, listen.
The kid moved, okay?
You told him not to but he did,
he moved right
when you were cutting.
It was an accident.
squirming child, that's all.
But he didn't.
He did,
if you want to continue
working here as a nurse.
And we need you here, Emily.
I need you here.
You understand me?
Thank you, Dr. BOGAN.
Emily, come on, you're a good
nurse and a good person.
This was just a freak accident that
will never, ever happen again, right?
No. No, it won't.
Good.
Now, you need anything, anytime,
you can always
call me. All right?
Yeah.
Good.
I'm developing carpal tunnel.
Girl, come on.
Okay, I'm coming out.
Just don't laugh.
It's gorgeous. Really, Em.
I like it, too.
This is without alterations?
This is right out of the box.
I didn't expect it
to be this awesome.
Honestly, me neither.
You sure you should be
wearing white, though?
Shut it.
I'm just saying.
'cause I haven't picked out
the bridesmaid dresses yet.
Okay, I take it back.
I take it all back.
The last thing I need
is to have to pick out
a peach-colored
potato sack.
With matching shoes.
Lest we forget the shoes.
Don't say that.
Stop.
What?
What?
No, you, "What?"
Huh? What did you
just say, weirdo?
I didn't say anything.
You totally just
whispered something.
Oh. I guess I was
talking to myself.
Sorry, I'm changing out of this.
It's too weird walking
around in this thing.
dress and we should hit the bar.
Okay, well, do what you want.
Right.
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