General Hospital: Night Shift Transcript Tuesday 9/23/08
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"Brothers & Sisters"
Written by Sri Rao and Michael J. Cinquemani
Previously on Night Shift...
Robin: I think I'm gonna lend Jagger some money.
Patrick: You have a father that's sick in our bedroom. We're about to have a baby. I know you care about Stone and Jagger, but they're not your family.
Robin: They are my family, ok?
Claire: I can't believe you cheated on her with me!
Leo: I thought we agreed to drop this.
Claire: Yeah, but that was before I knew you guys were together.
Saira: You snagged yourself a very debonair orderly.
Patrick: Hey, Robin, it's me. I, uh-- I sent you an email, and I haven't heard back from you yet. I don't know, maybe you're still sleeping, but, uh--anyway, I stayed at my place last night after my shift. I just--I needed a second to...I don't know, but, um, just--I think we should talk about the last couple of days, so give me a call when you get a chance, all right? I'm--I'm at work. Ok, bye.
[Card reader beeps]
Patrick: Oh, God.
Kyle: Oh, hey, there you are.
Kyle: I was doing a follow-up on that patient with osteoporosis, and I noticed you prescribed 14 milligrams of zoledronate.
Kyle: Well, you meant 4 milligrams, right? Because the dose you prescribed would give him a serious case of the runs.
Claire: Oh, my God. I'll go change it.
Kyle: No, no. That's ok. It's already done.
Claire: Thanks. Sorry I've been, uh, a little out of sorts.
Kyle: I know how hard things have been since Ryan died, and that's ok. You can take your time on this.
Claire: No, I honestly just kind of don't want to talk about it.
Kyle: You sure?
Claire: Yeah. Let's just talk about...I don't know, anything else.
Kyle: Ok. Um...oh, ridiculously hot gossip.
Kyle: You would not guess what I heard about my brother.
Kyle: My brother is dating Dr. Batra. Heh!
Saira: Looks like you've got a busy night ahead of you.
Saira: A mitral valve replacement? You know, that would be great for one of the interns to observe. Maybe you could give your brother a shot.
Claire: Leo and Dr. Batra, huh?
Kyle: I know, right? She's a total catch. I can't believe she gave my brother the time of day.
Leo: Forget it. I'm not working with Kyle.
Saira: Leo, Kyle is quick and smart. Why are you so hard on him?
Leo: He's a kiss-ass.
Kyle: Well, maybe now that he's getting laid, at least he'll ease up on us.
Leo: You can have him. I just want Kyle to stay out of my way.
Kyle: Which is fine by me. The less I have to see of my brother, the better.
Patricia: What does a woman have to do to see a doctor around here?
Patricia: Hello, boys. Come here and give your mother a kiss, huh?
Robert: Damn it.
Robin: What's going on in there?
Robert: I've busted into bank safes that were easier to open than this.
Robin: [Sighs] All right, well, let me help you.
Robert: It's ok. I can do it on my own.
Robin: Fine. Will you at least just come sit for a minute? [Sighs] Are you feeling nauseous?
Robin: Ok, I'm sorry. I'll get you some water.
Robert: Uh...why are you sleeping so late?
Robin: I don't know. I'm just tired, I guess.
Robert: Where's patty cake?
Robin: [Scoffs] I don't know.
[Knocking on door]
Robert: You gotta keep a closer eye on that one--where he's sleeping and who with.
Jagger: Is this a bad time? We were just in the neighborhood, and we thought you might want some fries.
Stone: Agent Scorpio, I have a sandstone!
Robert: Whoa, let's have a look at that.
Jagger: But if this is a bad time, we can come back--
Robin: Not at all. Come in.
Jagger: You sure?
Robin: [Coughs] Excuse me. I just have to, uh, clean some of this stuff up.
Jagger: How are you?
Stone: The layers on the top...
Robert: Robin, the water?
Robin: Oh, sorry, Dad. Yes, I will. Can you --
Jagger: Sure, I'll help.
Robin: Thank you.
Stone: I like that part.
Jagger: Stone, maybe you should give Robert some room to breathe.
Robert: No, no, no. We've got serious gemstones to discuss here.
Stone: Uh, Robin, Dad brought me a lava rock.
Robin: Oh, that's really great! That's cool. Oh! Damn it.
Stone: That's a bad word.
Robert: Uh, you might not want to stick around me too much then.
Jagger: Hey, you ok?
Robin: Yeah, I'm just kind of a mess today. I don't know what's up with me.
Robert: Don't worry about it. It's just water.
Robin: Sorry, I gotta go to work. I think it's--
Robert: You're not even dressed.
Robin: Well, I can change at work. I've got clothes there. [Sighs] Where are my shoes? Dad, you gonna be ok?
Robert: Yeah, get out of here. Your running around's making me dizzy.
Robin: All right, well, if anyone needs me, I will be at the hospital. Bye. Bye, buddy.
Robert: You know, sometimes, just sometimes, she reminds me so much of her mother that... I'd just like to end it all.
Kyle: Mom, I'm so happy to see you.
Patricia: You, too, sweetheart. Mwah. Well, what about you, Leo? Can't you give your mother a hug?
Leo: Hi, Mom.
Patricia: I hate your hair. And you look tired.
Kyle: Well, I have a slave driver for an attending.
Patricia: And who are these lovely young ladies?
Kyle: Oh, Mom, Mom! This is Claire Simpson, my roommate.
Patricia: Oh, is that what you're calling it these days?
Kyle: Yes, Mom. When you share expenses but sleep in separate bedrooms, that's exactly what you call it.
Patricia: It's a pleasure to meet you, Claire.
Claire: You, too, Mrs. Julian. Kyle talks about you all the time.
Patricia: My youngest, still clinging to the apron strings.
Kyle: Mmm, like a life raft. Oh, and this is Dr. Saira Batra. And don't fall over dead, but this is, um, Leo's girlfriend.
Saira: Heh! It's so nice to meet you, Mrs. Julian.
Patricia: And not nearly as nice as it is to meet you. Leo has never introduced me to any of his girls.
Kyle: Well, that's because you usually only entertain visitors at night, Mom.
Patricia: Oh, would you just hush up? For heaven's sakes, I swear, if you chase this one away--
Leo: I'm sorry, Mom. We've got rounds.
Kyle: Well, she just got here.
Leo: Well, you can catch up when your shift is over.
Patricia: Go. Go on. Go. I'm staying at the Metro Court Hotel, and I'll be around when you're done.
Kyle: I love you.
Patricia: You, too, honey. Heh!
Claire: I should go, too. It was nice meeting you.
Patricia: Oh, you, too, Claire.
Saira: Well, I--I guess...I hope we get to see more of you.
Patricia: Actually, if you're free right now, I would just love to hear more about you and my son!
Saira: Heh heh heh! Ok.
Patrick: You know, um, I don't-- I don't--
Toussaint: You're not gonna pass out, are you?
Patrick: You--you guys were, like...
Epiphany: Just enjoying our break.
Toussaint: Dr. Drake, I--I'm sorry. I--I hope this is not gonna be a problem.
Epiphany: If you knew half the mess of things I've found people doing around in here, you wouldn't touch a gurney, much less apologize for getting a little sugar.
Patrick: You guys, you know what? I'm just gonna let you...enjoy your break. I'm gonna go.
Toussaint: Nah, we already tried that. No deal.
Patrick: Did you -- did you call for help already?
Epiphany: Does it look like we wanted to be found?
Patrick: Ok, I'm just -- I'm gonna call the front desk, and I'll get--
Toussaint: Good luck. We tried that, too. No signal.
Epiphany: Heh heh. Looks like we're stuck in here.
Toussaint: And I can't find better company.
Epiphany: Heh heh heh.
Leo: What do we got?
Kyle: Uh, Eric Whitlow, 34, suffering from post-necrotic cirrhosis of the liver related to idiopathic autoimmune hepatitis.
Leo: Which means?
Kyle: Which means there's no specific cause for the disease.
Eric: Yeah, unlike most people who get cirrhosis from being a lush, I didn't even get it the fun way.
Eric: Nice to meet you, doctors...
Kyle: Oh, I'm sorry. I'm Kyle Julian, and this is--
Leo: Dr. Leo Julian.
Kyle: Eric, I see you are on the donor list for a liver transplant.
Eric: Yes, but not very high up on the list, unfortunately. Being young and virile really sucks when you're waiting in line for an organ.
Derry: Oh, you're not that young anymore, sonny boy.
Eric: Heh heh. My parents Barbara and Derry.
Barbara: Nice to meet you.
Leo: Nice to meet you.
Derry: Oh, you'll have to excuse me if I sound a little crass, guys, but I never thought I'd be, uh, taking care of my kid when he's old enough for Social Security.
Eric: Hey, you better watch it, old man.
Barbara: So can you do something for him?
Leo: He needs a liver transplant. Finding a donor can sometimes be tough, but a relative is almost always the best match.
Eric: Yeah, they've both been tested, and as much as Mom prayed...
Barbara: We're not viable donors.
Eric: I guess the secret isn't all it's cracked up to be.
Kyle: What, you can will yourself a new liver?
Derry: I tried. Gave me a headache.
Leo: Do you have any siblings?
Eric: Yeah, I've got a sister.
Derry: Yeah, well, um...we don't have much of a relationship really anymore. Um, I mean, she hasn't called in years.
Eric: We haven't called her, either, Dad.
Leo: Well, it might be the best time to pick up the phone because you're running out of time. We can screen for other donors, but your sister could be your best hope.
Robin: Yes, and I will need the nurse at my house by morning, so I'd appreciate it if you'd call me back. Thanks. [Sighs]
Patrick: Hey, it's me--remember, your sort-of fiancÚ, if you ever say yes? Um, listen, about this whole Jagger thing, about lending him money. I was wrong. I shouldn't have got involved. It's your money, and he's your friend, so I'm sorry. I trust you, and I, uh...well, I love you. And I just--I want you to know that. Ok, bye.
Patricia: Hi, there.
Patricia: Mind if I sit with you?
Claire: Oh, of course not. Course not.
Patricia: [Sighs] Well, it's so nice to finally see this place. What all those years of med school paid for.
Claire: You must be really proud.
Patricia: Oh, I am of both my sons. Though Leo never wants to hear it, and Kyle, on the other hand, wants me to pat him on the head every time he gets out of bed in the morning.
Claire: Tell me about it.
Patricia: Well, your parents must be thrilled to see how well you're doing.
Claire: I don't know about that.
Patricia: Well, what is to know, for heaven's sakes? You're a lovely young woman. You graduated medical school. You have a great career.
Claire: Guess I sound great on paper.
Claire: But I don't always make the best choices.
Patricia: Oh, sweetheart. You are young. And remember, there's always another day to make things right.
Kyle: I know you both love and adore me, but there's only so much praise one guy can take.
Patricia: What did I say?
Claire: I know, I live with it every day.
Kyle: Not for long. Mom, did Claire she, uh, got me into online dating? Pretty soon I'm gonna find a hot boyfriend and kick her butt to the curb.
Patricia: Oh, there's your brother. I need to talk to you both. Leo!
Claire: What was that about?
Kyle: I believe they call it selective listening.
Patricia: You two are getting off early tomorrow, right?
Leo: Sure, but I--
Patricia: Great. I'm going to take us all out to dinner.
Patricia: No, I'm not taking no for an answer. And I want you to bring that girlfriend of yours. She's got a lot of spunk, I like her. Reminds me of me. You, too, Claire. I want us all there.
Claire: I--you know, I don't know if I can go.
Patricia: Nonsense. We are going to break bread, drink good wine, and tell all our secrets.
Patrick: I feel like I'm stuck in a bad sitcom.
Epiphany: You see, that's the problem with you men, you won't accept the things that you can't change.
Toussaint: If we did, we'd still be stuck in the stone ages.
Patrick: Oh, come on.
Epiphany: I am just saying that we have finally some spare time. There's no patients jamming our call buttons, no angry doctors barking out orders.
Patrick: What has gotten into you? Normally you'd be busting out of this door with brute force to get back to your station.
Epiphany: I guess I've mellowed out recently.
Patrick: Mel--I had an intern selling kidney's on the Internet last week. There's no time for mellowing.
Epiphany: Claire was doing that out of love.
Patrick: You know what, there's so much wrong with that statement, I don't even know where to start.
Epiphany: Did you and Dr. Scorpio have a fight?
Patrick: This has nothing to do with me and Robin.
Epiphany: Sure it does. So why don't you stop playing with that lock and tell mama what's the problem.
Kyle: So, do you mind if I ask what happened between you and your sister?
Eric: It's more like what happened between my parents and my sister. Sylvia--uhh--got pregnant when she was 17, decided she wanted to keep the baby. My parents didn't approve. Yadda yadda yadda.
Kyle: And how did that turn out?
Eric: Oh, it just got worse. She floated between a couple of different marriages. Had a kid from each. My parents decided they couldn't watch her throw away her life, in their opinion.
Kyle: Did they ever get over it?
Eric: Hmm, when it comes to Sylvia and my parents, it's like an immovable object meets an unstoppable force.
Kyle: I know something about that. My mom's in town.
Kyle: Well, I'm just going to test your motor functions. So I'm just gonna put my hands out. I want you to go ahead and push against them, ok?
Eric: Well, don't get me wrong, you know, my parents aren't totally judgmental. They didn't even blink when I told them I was gay.
Kyle: Uh, good for them.
Eric: So how about you? How'd your parents react when you came out to them?
Kyle: It's that obvious I'm gay?
Eric: Hmm. [Laughs] Not necessarily. I--I was hoping.
Kyle: When I told my parents that I was gay, they were like, "Oh, yeah, of course we're fine with it. We're democrats." And we practically haven't talked about it since.
Eric: Oh, those kind.
Kyle: Yeah. They're WASPs. They love to talk about equal rights just as long as they don't actually have to admit that their little boy likes boys. Not that I've had a social life in, like, 8 years.
Eric: Now, that's a shame. You should get out more, watch the sun set. You never know who might be sitting next to you. [Coughing]
Kyle: Eric? Eric, you ok? Eric? Ok. Ok, we need some help in here!
Kyle: He's developed bleeding verices.
Barbara: What does that mean?
Kyle: Basically, the blood vessels in his upper G.I. tract are thin and fragile, and they can't handle the pressure that his system is putting on them.
Derry: Well, uh, can you treat it?
Kyle: We're gonna try and control the bleeding, but this is a pretty big setback.
Sylvia: Dr. Julian? I'm Sylvia Whitlow. I got a call about my brother.
Kyle: Of course. Hi.
Barbara: How are you, dear?
Sylvia: I'm fine.
Derry: Sylvia, um... thank you. You know...
Sylvia: We don't have to do this. How's Eric?
Kyle: His condition is tenuous. At this point, our best chance of survival is a liver transplant.
Barbara: We're not matches.
Kyle: But there is a strong likelihood that you will be. Would you consider giving Eric part of your liver?
Jagger: He's out.
Robert: He's a lucky boy.
Jagger: You know, it's pretty late. Maybe I should just leave you to get some rest.
Robert: No, you're fine. I find if I shut my eyes, I start to get dizzy and want to throw up.
Jagger: Well, when you say it like that. [Chuckles] You know, it feels good being back in Port Charles.
Jagger: Yeah. I didn't realize how much I missed it until I saw your daughter. And it's been good for him, too. 'Cause I want him to have a good home and good people to support him. That's certainly something I never had growing up.
Robert: Seems to me like you're a guy looking to put down some roots.
Jagger: I guess I am.
Robert: And how does my daughter fit into all of that?
Leo: Hey. I'm sorry, I've got a patient waiting for me.
Saira: Leo, it's ok. Look, I know this must be hard.
Leo: What is?
Saira: I don't know, your mom here, the way she dotes on Kyle.
Leo: I'm fine. I...
Saira: Really? Because you've been hiding all night like a petrified little 5 year old. What is it?
Leo: You know, sometimes I feel like this immigrant kid who doesn't even belong here.
Saira: I get that.
Leo: You know, I've been at GH for over a year now and not once has my mother stopped by to visit me. And then when Kyle shows up, she just gets in her car all of a sudden and just drives here for a surprise visit.
Saira: I know.
Leo: My mom... I'm never gonna be good enough for her. I'm not gonna be Kyle. No matter what I do, it just never seems to be right. I never...
Saira: It's ok. It's ok. I'm right here. Ok?
Epiphany: So tell me, what's got you wound up so tight?
Toussaint: Easy now, Epiphany.
Epiphany: Look, we're stuck in here. Might as well make myself useful.
Patrick: Ok, you know what, Robin and I had a fight, but we'll work it out.
Epiphany: This fight wouldn't be about a certain gorgeous F.B.I. agent, now would it?
Toussaint: Hey, now.
Epiphany: Baby, I'm sorry, but have you seen that boy?
Patrick: You're right, epiphany, this was a great idea to talk about.
Epiphany: [Chuckles] Look, Patrick, it is natural to be jealous. But don't you forget, that girl loves you. Robin isn't going anywhere. She is no longer just the woman you're dating. She's your family now.
Claire: Hey. What's going on?
Toussaint: Claire, I could kiss you.
Patrick: Is everything all right on the floor?
Claire: Yeah, it's fine.
Patrick: Ok, thanks.
Epiphany: [Chuckles] Make it right, Dr. Drake.
Patrick: Dr. Simpson. Hi, have you-- have you seen Robin?
Claire: No, not all night.
Jagger: Hello? Hello? Anyone there? Hello?
Kyle: I'll do your laundry for, like, a week.
Kyle: Fine. Oh, I'll let you hang that hideous dart board back in the living room.
Claire: You go. Have fun with your family. I just am not up for it.
Kyle: I'll let you order pie.
Claire: Ok, look, I have nothing to wear.
Kyle: Ah, I thought you might say that. Ta-da!
Claire: How many times have I told you to stay out of my closet?
Kyle: It's perfect. It'll push your boobs up.
Claire: Why do I want to push up my boobs for dinner with your mom?
Kyle: I don't know. It'll distract my brother long enough so I don't have to talk to him.
Kyle: Claire, I don't want you going home and moping tonight. I'm worried about you.
Kyle: Look, we always promised that we'd be there for each other no matter what, and that includes saving me from a painfully tedious dinner with my family. Please say you'll come. I need you to be there. Please.
Claire: [Sighs] Ok.
Robin: Stone in session?
Jagger: Yeah. I feel like I'm back in school, trying to learn all this stuff about Autism.
Robin: Yeah, it's a lot. I know.
Jagger: I wasn't that good in school.
Jagger: Hey, listen, I wanted to say that I'm sorry about what happened in the hotel.
Robin: It's ok. It's not a big deal.
Jagger: I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable in any way.
Robin: I was there, too, all right? I don't know, I think I'm just overly emotional these days with my dad and the pregnancy and... Patrick.
Jagger: Are you gonna marry Patrick?
Robin: I don't know.
Jagger: All of the sudden I'm starting to think that maybe it wasn't such a good idea for me to throw myself back in your life like this.
Robin: Are you kidding me? I love having you and Stone around. But can we just...pretend that never happened?
Jagger: Of course, we can.
Robin: Ok, great. So friends, then?
Sylvia: So tell me about the donation process. Is it complicated?
Kyle: Well, there's surgery involved, but the recovery time is pretty quick. I mean, you should be back on your feet in about a week or two.
Sylvia: Nothing. It's just, um, I have 3 kids and 2 jobs. Missing work is just not something I can really afford to do.
Kyle: I understand.
Sylvia: I love my brother, but I've got kids I'm raising on my own. If something happens to me--
Kyle: Have you tried talking to your parents about it?
Sylvia: [Scoffs] My parents threw me out of the house when I was 17.
Kyle: Sylvia, I don't mean to overstep, but Eric could die without this transplant.
Sylvia: I know. And of course, I want to help him. I just... I don't know if I can.
Robert: Where have you been?
Patrick: Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you.
Robert: I wasn't sleeping. I was practicing that visualization crap that they try to teach you. Take myself off somewhere peaceful.
Patrick: Yeah, so where'd you go?
Robert: Zaire, during the uprising. You didn't answer my question.
Patrick: I've been working.
Robert: You didn't come home last night, and Robin got worried.
Patrick: Did she say something?
Robert: Didn't have to. I'm not gonna have you hurting my little girl, Drake.
Patrick: I have no intentions of hurting Robin.
Robert: That's another way of saying you'll do whatever you want.
Patrick: With all due respect, sir, if Robin and I are having problems, there's a good chance they're because of you.
Patricia: This is so nice. Thank you. It's been so long since I've had my boys at the dinner table.
Kyle: Well, probably because the last meal we had together ended in a food fight.
Saira: Thank you so much for inviting me, Patricia. I would, uh, love to hear any stories about Leo growing up.
Leo: Excuse me, we're gonna need a lot of wine. Pinot noir, please. And just keep them coming. Thank you.
Patricia: Leo can be shy. I really shouldn't embarrass him.
Kyle: Why not, he takes every chance he can with his interns.
Patricia: Claire, have you had the opportunity to work with Leo yet?
Leo: I'm her attending, Mom. She doesn't have much of a choice.
Patricia: The more time you spend with him, the more you are going to learn. That's why it's so good that you're starting to get out and socialize outside of work right now, too.
Saira: So, uh, Leo played the guitar for me the other night. Does he get the music bug from you or your husband?
Patricia: [Laughs] Neither, unfortunately. No. I paint, though.
Saira: You do?
Patricia: Yes, and I always encouraged the boys to explore the arts. Although no one had to force Kyle to perform.
Kyle: That's right. I used to put on massive productions every summer with the neighborhood kids and available pets. I wrote and directed and starred, thank you very much.
Leo: And through it all, he was a pain in the ass.
Kyle: At least I grew out of it.
Patricia: Claire, what about you?
Patricia: What were your interests outside of work?
Claire: Oh, uh, not much. Watch TV, go out.
Patricia: Ah, so you're a party girl, huh?
Claire: Oh, no, no.
Patricia: No, no, no, no, need to apologize. I mean, I had my fair share of wild nights back in the day.
Patricia: What? She's young, she's gorgeous. Let her play around if she wants for a while. I mean, what harm is there in that, right, Claire?
Robert: How am I to blame for your problems with my daughter?
Patrick: You're not. I'm sorry, that was out of line.
Robert: Well, you opened a can of worms, so you best pour them out.
Patrick: Do you have any idea what it's like to be in a relationship with someone who's emotionally closed off, who's so guarded with her love?
Robert: I have some idea.
Patrick: Every time we take 2 steps forward, we take 4 steps back. And I can't help but think Robin is the way she is because of you and Anna.
Robert: It sounds like you're making excuses for your own problems.
Patrick: When you left Robin to go play super spy, she closed off emotionally. She doesn't trust, she... do you think leaving your kid behind is easier for them to grow up well adjusted?
Robert: [Sighs] I know my daughter's faced incredible adversity. But I also happen to think that she's a lot stronger for it.
Patrick: Now who's making excuses?
Robert: Did I hate being apart from my daughter all that time? Damn right I did. But I never intentionally set out to do anything wrong.
Patrick: And I have?
Robert: All I know is she's got perhaps too much on her plate right now. She's got the baby. And she doesn't need you disappearing all the time.
Patrick: I love Robin, and I want to marry her. But she won't accept my proposal.
Robert: Well, maybe you're not the right man for her after all.
Saira: Honestly, he ended up doing a great job. But when we first started the breast milk bank, I thought he was gonna pass out.
Patricia: I'm not surprised. He had a horrible time latching on.
Leo: Once he did, he never let go.
Kyle: Mmm, shut up.
Kyle: No, no, no, it's ok, mom. You see, I actually grew up to respect women. Yeah, some of my best friends are women. But that might be because I actually treat them as equals, rather than bouncing quarters off their asses.
Patricia: You know, it's been so good to meet you. Honestly, I've been very, very worried about Leo. He's not getting any younger. I'm just delighted that he found such an amazing young woman.
Saira: Thank you.
Kyle: You should see some of the skanks he hooked up with in the past. What, I'm serious. You should win a community service award for the amount of, uh, amount of trash you picked up off of bar room floors.
Claire: Excuse me.
Patricia: Honey. Honey, are you all right?
Claire: Excuse me. I'll be right back.
Saira: She recently lost a patient.
[Knock on door]
Claire: Just a minute.
Kyle: Claire, I am so insanely sorry. I don't even know where to begin with this apology.
Claire: It's ok.
Kyle: No. No, it's not ok. I wanted you to come out to dinner, take your mind off things, and instead it becomes another chapter in the Julian family drama.
Claire: It's--it's, um... it's really not you. I, uh... I think it's probably just everything else. I'm a little messed up.
Kyle: We're all pretty messed up. Hey. Hey. Oh, God, come here. Come here.
Claire: [Sobbing] I'm sorry.
Kyle: For what?
Claire: I did something really stupid. And--
Kyle: What are you talking about?
Claire: I mean, I screwed up everything. Um, my career--
Kyle: It can't be that bad, sweetheart.
Claire: You know I wouldn't ever hurt you, right?
Kyle: Claire, what happened?
Claire: I slept with your brother.
Patricia: He was so cute, I couldn't possibly ever give him a time out. My husband would get so angry at me. Kyle!
[People murmuring when Kyle punches Leo right out of his chair]
Patricia: I have never ever seen more ridiculous or embarrassing behavior in my life. Your father and I did not raise you like this. So would somebody please tell me what is going on between the two of you?
Leo: I agreed to come get checked out, not lectured.
Patricia: Leo Marcus Julian, you walk out that door--
Leo: You'll what, Mom? Make me feel like a 5-year-old?
Patricia: Well, if you are such a grown-up, then sit down and talk it out like a man.
Leo: Fine. You want to hear it?
Leo: Why are you here?
Kyle: What, I'm supposed to apologize for being born?
Leo: This is my hospital. This is the only thing in my world that had nothing to do with you. All of my life everything has been about Kyle. Kyle's a straight-A student. Kyle is this, Kyle's a good kid.
Patricia: Leo, you have got to get over this. We loved you both equally.
Leo: We're not equal, Mom. That's the thing. You pretend like you love us the same and maybe you do, but you have never stopped once to accept that I am different. I act different, I look different. Every time we go out, people would turn around and say, "Oh, is that your beautiful son? Is that his friend? The neighbor's kid?"
Patricia: People are ignorant.
Leo: No, Mom, people are honest. It's just they--they would see me the way I was. That's all. But see, you acted like if--if we don't talk about how Leo's different, then maybe he'll just be like one of us. Why didn't you ever accept me for who I am?
Kyle: Ahh, would you take a number? If we're talking about not accepting the truth, well, how about the gay son who no one will actually accept is gay?
Patricia: Oh, no. Now, don't you start now, too. Just--just don't.
Kyle: Mom. Mom. I sleep with men. And one day I hope to marry one, if I'm not too emotionally messed up to do so.
Patricia: All right, all right.
Kyle: No. No, Mom, actually, know what, it's not all right. We talk all the time about politics, religion, Rachael Ray's latest recipe, but you never want to talk about my real life. My sexuality is part of who I am. And if you don't get that, then maybe you don't see who your sons really are.
Patricia: I'm sorry. You see, your father and I, we really did the very best we could. And we never meant to cause either one of you any pain.
Kyle: You did fine, Mom. That just doesn't mean things were perfect.
Patricia: Leo... you see, I could never have children on my own. So when you came along, you changed everything. I saw those big brown eyes of yours and that shy face and... Leo, you were my heart. And you, you... you were our miracle. I wasn't even supposed to have you. So when I got pregnant... somehow, I thought that maybe, maybe Leo brought you with him into our lives.
Patricia: Ok, now, listen to me. You two can spend the rest of your lives complaining about how your father and I screwed you up, but that is not gonna get you anywhere. For whatever I did, I am so sorry. But it's not about us. You are brothers, whether you like it or not, and you have got to start sticking together, because there is going to come a time when the only thing you will have left is each other.
Robin: Hey. What are you doing up?
Robert: Waiting for you. Heh. You look worse than I do.
Robin: Thank you very much.
Robert: Hey, come here.
Robin: No, it's late. I gotta get your medication ready.
Robert: Forget it. Come here. I need to talk to you and... I need for you to hear it.
Robin: Ok. What's up?
Robert: I'm sorry for all the times that I wasn't around when you were growing up. When Stone died, you know, when you contracted HIV.
Robin: Dad, come on, what--
Robert: No, no, no, no. No, no, no. My priorities were always non-traditional. But my heart was always with you.
Robin: I know that. I know that you love me, Dad.
Robert: I don't think you do. And I've got a feeling that that's the reason that you're shutting yourself off from love, because you've got a father who made a few bad choices in life.
Robin: No, Dad. It's--you know, relationships, they're just hard. Loving someone and trusting someone.
Robert: Now, this to me sounds like an excuse or excuses made by a young lady who's just had a few too many disappointments in life. And I don't want to be the guy who cheats you out of falling in love with someone. 'Cause I had it with your mom. That time, that summer in Italy. She was luminescent. She was radiant. The blue Mediterranean and the smiles. Ahh.
Robin: Yeah, but it didn't work out for you guys.
Robert: Well, that's because on any given day, she just made me want to slam my head in a car door. And who says we didn't have it? We got you out of it. You got to take a risk, you got to let your guard down, because any life that's worth living is always gonna be just a little bit dangerous.
On the next "Night Shift" --
Kyle: Tell her!
Leo: It's not that simple.
Kyle: Tell Saira about Claire or I will!
Announcer: As one battle continues to expose the truth ...
Saira: Just say it. Tell the truth, Leo.
Announcer: An all-out war starts in the E.R.
Patrick: What's going on?
Patrick: Shut up so we can do our job!
Man: I have every right to be treated by a white doctor.
Patrick: You have a right to be treated by anybody on my staff or you have a right to get the hell out.
Man: Are you threatening me?
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