All My Children Transcript Friday 6/25/10

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Episode #10403

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Angie: [Looks through a microscope] Tsk. Patient is mid-40's, complains of sporadic episodes of dizziness, blurred vision, and bouts of disorientation. Conclusive testing will be possible with the use of a K540 specialized microscope. This equipment is not currently available at PVH, and I have no idea how I'm going to get past David. The patient's life might depend on it.

Jesse: Your mother ever tell you you go blind working in the dark like that?

Angie: Hey, well, now you really know how busy I am. Didn't even have time to turn on the lights. What brings you by, baby?

Jesse: Just hoping we could catch up.

Angie: Well, if you can keep up, we can catch up.

Jesse: So what I was thinking, what we need --

Angie: Oh, Heather, listen. I need you to check in on Mr. Holland in 314. Make sure that he took his meds because he's been putting up a fight, oh, and Ms. Sherman is to be checking out, so if you could get her paperwork going for me --

Jesse: Oh, and, heather, one more thing. Could you please bring my wife bacon and eggs -- scrambled, soft -- orange juice, toast, coffee, please? I'll bet you anything you didn't eat dinner last night, right? Thank you, heather. Angela, oh, my God, you get more done before 8 a.m. than most people get done in a day.

Angie: And it's still not enough. All right, sweetheart. Look. I am very sorry that I didn't check in last night.

Jesse: No. You don't have to apologize to me. Detective Natalia, on the other hand --

Angie: Oh, no. Oh, no. Natalia's det -- Jesse, I completely forgot. I should have been there, and being busy is no excuse. You know, it's just that ever since David has taken over this place, I mean, all I'm doing is running around just plugging up leaks. There is no time for anything.

Jesse: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, slow down. We love you. Your family adores you, and nobody understands better than we do that you are doing the very best you can.

Angie: Well, I promise you that I'm going to make it up to both of you.

Jesse: Nothing to make up.

[Angie's vision goes blurry]

Jesse: Angela? Hey, can we start over again? I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that Natalia needed an apology. She didn't. She's fine. I'm fine. Everything is fine, I promise, ok? Angela, would you look at me, please?

Angie: All right.

Jesse: Hello.

Angie: Hello.

Jesse: You do believe what I just told you, right?

Angie: Yes. I believe you.

Jesse: Good. Now -- this is a private conversation.

David: Wow, I know how you feel about me, but I thought you'd at least muster up a good morning.

Angie: David.

David: Dr. Hubbard.

Jesse: That would be chief to you.

David: Well, I'm sorry to have to break up this personal time together, but I'd like a moment of your time alone, please.

Angie: Later.

David: Now would be better for me, just one of the perks of owning the place.

Jesse: I believe my wife made herself perfectly clear.

Angie: Sweetheart, I'm fine. You know he's not going to go away. I'll see you later, ok?

Jesse: Ok. Got to get to work, anyway. Got to check in with my pals over at the NTSB, see if they've learned anything new about Erica's mysterious plane crash.

David: You might want to focus your attentions on some real crimes, you know, the ones that you can actually solve. I hear the mayor is a real stickler when it comes to results.

Jesse: Good to know. See you later.

Angie: You know, we got a million things to do and not a whole lot of time to do them in.

David: I want to know what's going on with you.

Angie: In general or --

David: You're not fooling anyone, Dr. Hubbard. Come with me. I think it's pretty obvious what's been going on here. Despite my strict orders to economize, you've been spending money we don't have and then burying the evidence where you don't think I'd find it.

Angie: This evidence will help us save lives. Isn't that what hospitals are for?

David: You know, I'd hate to burst your bubble, Dr. Hubbard, but this institution is not run on hopes and dreams. It takes money, resources, neither of which we have in abundance right now.

Angie: You don't have to tell me about the lack of resources. Do you have any idea what's going on around here? Your outrageous cutbacks aside, operations canceled because we don't have supplies, patients turned away when they clearly need help.

David: We don't run a free clinic.

Angie: You know, you may be saving on the dollars but at the expense of the integrity of this hospital.

David: You will never fully get the big picture, will you? Just like with that kid.

Angie: What kid?

David: The one who was brought in a few weeks ago with the head wound.

Angie: Ramón Gutierrez.

David: That kid passed out for no discernible reason. For all you knew, he could have had an infectious disease, but still you didn't take the appropriate precautions. You rushed to his side. You risk everything by treating that boy.

Angie: So what? What would you have me do, stand by and do nothing? A child was sick, and because of your cutbacks --

David: You still should have been wearing some gloves, a mask.

Angie: The room was not properly stocked, again, thanks to your cuts.

David: The rule is, Doctor, you first protect yourself. You need to get it together, Angie. As chief of staff, you have an entire hospital to run. You could have jeopardized everything by treating that patient. You're damn lucky there were no consequences.

Angie: [Panting] Consequences? Oh --

Natalia: Uh --

Jesse: Not so fast. Oh, by the way, Angela feels terrible about last night.

Natalia: Oh, I know. She must be crazed at that hospital.

Jesse: You have no idea. All right, everybody. Listen up. I believe we all know why we are here today. Perfect timing.

Iris: What for?

Jesse: We are about to honor one of our finest for making detective, and since you are such a staunch supporter of my daughter, thought you'd like to take part.

Iris: Ok. Well, get on with it.

Jesse: Yeah. There's that strong support. Anyway, it means a lot to be here today. I'm sure I don't have to tell you that. You -- you wanted this bad, and you busted your butt to get it. You got the highest score on the exam, and you showed tremendous focus and dignity along the way. I am so proud to present to you, Officer Fowler, the title of detective. You earned it. Congratulations. The department is lucky to have you.

[Everyone cheers and applauds as Jesse pins a badge on Natalia's jacket]

Brot: Detective.

Iris: Congratulations, Detective Fowler.

Natalia: Thank you, Mayor Blanco.

Iris: Your father -- I mean, Chief -- must be very proud.

Natalia: Thanks.

Jesse: A word?

Iris: Certainly.

Jesse: What is your beef?

Iris: I could ask you the same thing. This personal vendetta you have against David Hayward --

Jesse: Is nothing compared to your being his number-one fan. Do you know what won't make you so popular? Taking money from David Hayward, especially after I nail the son of a bitch for trying to kill Erica. All right. So now it's time for a time-honored tradition, cop tradition, centuries-old -- newbie buys everybody lunch.

[Laughter and applause]

Natalia: Wait, wait, wait. Hold on, y'all. Everyone?

Brot: Everyone.

Jesse: Lunch on the new detective. Who's hungry?

Natalia: Y'all having salad. Whoa, wait! Whoa! Daddy --

Frankie: Listen. The guys down at the station are getting together to celebrate for Natalia's promotion. You should come.

Angie: Oh, baby, I really wish I could, but I can't get away right now.

Frankie: Well, how can I help? What's up?

Angie: I'm trying to access a patient file -- Ramón Gutierrez.

Frankie: I remember, the kid you helped save a few weeks ago.

Angie: Yeah. I would really like to follow up. According to Dr. Holgate, he disappeared right after his wounds were treated.

Frankie: Mm-hmm. Did you talk to the family?

Angie: Well, I'm trying.

Frankie: But you can't access the files. Hmm. Well, you should come with me to Krystal's, anyway. We'll pull up on this later.

Angie: Sweetheart, I told you, I need the information now.

Frankie: Ok.

Angie: I'm sorry. It's just that it's been a long day already.

Frankie: Why's this case so important to you?

Angie: I don't know. I just -- it just feels personal.

Woman: Paging Dr. White. Dr. White, call your office. Dr. White, call your office. Dr. White, call your office.

Frankie: To my sister, yes, wishing you nothing but love and success on your new job, and here's to seeing her in some real clothes and not these boxy uniforms, right?

Natalia: Amen to that one.

Brot: Here, here.

Frankie: To the youngest detective in PVPD history.

Brot: And, by the way, thank you for making us all look bad.

Frankie: Yeah, but most importantly, thank you for being an inspiration. Here's to Natalia, guys. How about it, huh? Cheers. Now, don't go snooping for dirt on your boy-boy, ok?

Natalia: I can't promise that one.

Angie: Hey, you got room for one more?

Natalia: Hey, I'm so happy you could make it.

Angie: Oh, sweetie, me, too. Listen. I'm so sorry about last night.

Natalia: Don't, don't. You would've been here if you could.

Angie: Oh, that looks good on you. Oh, darling, I am so proud of you.

Natalia: Thank you. I wish everyone was.

Angie: Who are you talking about?

Natalia: Mayor Blanco. She shows up at my ceremony and made it painfully clear to everyone that she doesn't think I deserve this.

Angie: Well, don't listen to Iris Blanco. You listen to yourself. Now, your father, your brother, me, we believe in you, Natalia.

Natalia: I know, but --

Angie: No, no, no. No butts. Listen. As a woman and especially a woman of color, you have to get used to proving yourself, and I know it's not fair, but that's just the way it is, all right, so I have David, and you have Iris.

Natalia: David, I understand, but Mayor Blanco? She is a woman and Hispanic. You'd think she'd understand.

Angie: Well, maybe it's just the opposite. I'm sure she worked overtime to get to where she is, and maybe Iris is being so hard on you because she wants you to do the same, so you keep your head down. You do your job and you show her what you're made of, not just for yourself, but every black woman to follow.

Natalia: You are amazing. I can't wait to get started.

Angie: What's stopping you? Honey, listen. I would like you to track down someone for me. His name is Ramón Gutierrez. He's about 12 years old, and he was a patient of mine, and I need to find him and see how he's doing.

Natalia: You mean, he might not be doing well?

Angie: Well, I just want to make sure he's ok.

Natalia: All right. I'm on it. I would be happy to help.

Angie: Oh, thank you so much. Listen. I am going to get back home because I forgot my cell phone, but after that, I'll be back at the hospital.

Natalia: Ok. All right. Thank you for stopping.

Angie: Oh --

[Angie's vision blurs when she looks at a picture]

Jesse: Franklin.

Frankie: Hey, what's up? Where you at? I thought you was coming by Krystal's to celebrate.

Jesse: I am. I'm on my way out the door. You heard from your mother?

Frankie: Yeah. She was just here. She just left a little while ago.

Jesse: What? Your mother made the party?

Frankie: It was brief, but she was here.

Jesse: Go figure. Here I am, thinking that nothing could drag her away from that hospital.

Angie: Any messages?

[Angie freezes when she can't see the beeping monitor]

Heather: Chief Hubbard, do you want to try some atropine?

Jake: What's up?

Angie: He is bradycardiac. I need you to take over.

Jake: Take over?

Angie: Yeah. Listen. I had a drink over a Krystal's. I can't be treating patients.

Jake: That's third-degree heart block, no atropine here, Heather. You hear me? No atropine. All right. Let's pace him. Prep a central line kit. We'll run a wire. Start the pacemaker and get a blood draw going.

Heather: Yes, Doctor.

[Cell phone rings]

Angie: Can you repeat that?

Natalia: Ok. The address is 88 Upper Shad Road, next to Rock Point Park. He was staying with a foster family there. I'm not sure if Ramón is still living there, but it's the last address I could find.

Angie: Thank you so much, Natalia. Bye.

Natalia: What's the damage?

Krystal: No, no, no, no. It is on the house. Congratulations.

Natalia: Aww, thank you, Krystal. Right? I'll take that.

Frankie: Better.

Jesse: Hey.

Natalia: Hey.

Jesse: Sorry I'm late.

Natalia: No worries. I got to get going.

Jesse: What? Wait, already?

Natalia: Yeah. I've got some more paperwork to fill out, and you know my boss? Guy is a real hard ass.

Jesse: Get the hell out of here.

Natalia: Oh, thank you for coming, Frankie.

Frankie: Oh, see you later, Detective. Go get them.

Natalia: All right. I love you.

Frankie: Love you, too.

Brot: Hey, I'll walk you out.

Natalia: All right.

Jesse: So you headed back to the hospital?

Frankie: No. I'm done for the day. How about you?

Jesse: Never done.

Frankie: See? Now you sound like Mom.

Jesse: Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Your mother is on a whole 'nother level. She eats, sleeps, and breathes that hospital.

Frankie: And you don't with the station? Prove it.

Jesse: You're on.

Frankie: Oh, because, see, I know you're itching to get back to work, so how about you don't go, we hang out, get you some food, we'll go to a park, we'll, you know, chill? How does it sound?

Jesse: Hmm, just the two of us?

Frankie: Yeah. Just the two of us.

Jesse: Sound like a plan, son.

Frankie: All right. Let's do it.

Angie: Hi, Ramón. You probably don't remember me -- Dr. Angela Hubbard, Angie. I was at the hospital when you were brought in a few weeks ago. We've all been so worried about you. We still are. How are you feeling? Well, looks like the wound has healed nice. That's good. Ramón, listen. I've got a couple questions for you. I never had a chance to ask you how you fell off that bike. Was it an accident? I know that you said that you got dizzy, but maybe all of a sudden --

Man: Time to go, Ramón.

Angie: Hi. Are you Ramón's brother? I was just trying to talk to him.

Man: He didn't answer you, right? It's not you. He's just a little shy. Ready?

[Angie realizes that Ramón is blind]

Jesse: Good.

Frankie: Isn't it, right? What?

David: Gentlemen. I'm surprised to see you here, Chief.

Jesse: Surprise.

David: Oh. You know, I just got off the phone with our good friend the mayor. She told me all about your sage advice, that she should return all my campaign donations.

Jesse: I just figured she wouldn't want to be linked to an attempted murderer, simple logic.

David: Hmm, you do realize that you're fighting a losing battle, don't you, especially now.

Jesse: Especially now?

David: My life is in a really good place. I have love, family, people who depend on me, and I'll be damned if I let them down.

Jesse: [Applauds] Touching.

David: You even try to take me away from my wife, my daughter, and you won't know what hit you. Wow, what a beautiful day. Life is good.

Jesse: But anyway --

Frankie: Yeah. That's one intense dude, but I never heard him actually make sense, though.

Jesse: Join the club.

Frankie: Why do you always go out for his blood?

Jesse: Man needs to be put in deep check, Franklin.

Frankie: Ok. Ok, but that stuff he was talking about with Greenlee and Marissa, it's true. It's the same thing that drives us. It's why you and I work so hard. Yeah. We are lucky to do what we do, but at the end of the day, we are protecting and providing for our families.

Jesse: Yeah, hmm. Guess it's easy to lose track of that --

Frankie: Yeah.

Jesse: Till it comes back around and smacks you in the head.

Jesse: [Sighs] Angela thought she might be pregnant.

Frankie: What? When?

Jesse: Last week.

Frankie: I don't know. Did you -- were you trying?

Jesse: No. Actually, we were just as gobsmacked as you are now, almost. No. It was a false alarm.

Frankie: Ha ha ha! Wow.

Jesse: Yeah. You up for a toss?

Frankie: [Picks up a football] Aw, suki suki now. Hey, that means go long. Go. Go long.

Jesse: I said a toss. You know my ankles are bad, man.

Frankie: Oh, ladies and gentlemen, he is an old man. You don't got it in you? What, what, what, what? What do you say? I mean, come on now.

Jesse: All right, all right, all right. Going long, going long, going long.

[Locked in a lab, Angie stares into a microscope then consults a medical book]

Jake: Ange? It's Jake. Open up.

Woman: Dr. Bradley to the seventh floor. Dr. Bradley to the seventh floor.

Jake: Hey, what's going on? Heather heard a commotion. I thought I should check it out.

Angie: Oh, I'm sorry. Jake, you know, it's just been one of those days.

Jake: There something I can do?

Angie: I wish there were, but no. I've just been working really closely with one of my patients.

Jake: Somebody important to you?

Angie: Yeah. You can say that.

Jake: Well, I understand. See, that's what makes you such a great doctor, the depths that you care, as opposed to walking around here not giving a damn. Want me to do a consultation? Maybe we could figure out the whole thing together.

Angie: No, but I thank you, though. It's just something that I should do on my own.

Jake: You sure? Because that's what friends do, you know, especially the friends that work together in our capacity. It's what we do. We help each other, you know?

Angie: Really, it's ok.

Jake: Really? You sure? See, that's the thing. There is something just not right about this.

Angie: What is this?

Jake: You're off your game. You're off your game, and I know you have this whole, you know, pregnancy thing, but back there before, that was just basic life support, basic cardio life support. Even a first year couldn't blow that, so what's the story?

Angie: Well, it's David breathing down my neck.

Jake: Is that something new?

Angie: Listen. I had a few sips, and, God forbid he smelled beer on my breath. I mean, it's not like the man needs an excuse to get rid of me, but I really am fine.

Jake: And if you weren't, you'd tell me, right? Ok.

Angie: [Dictating into a tape recorder] Patient -- female, African-American, mid-40'S. Symptoms -- blurred vision, disorientation, occasional dizziness. Episodes manifest as a starlight effect in the field of focus. On physical exam, some small subconjunctival hemorrhages were noted that resolve spontaneously, res -- resulting in a temporary resolution of vision. Slides show some evidence of some type of infectious process. Diagnosis -- endophthalmitis. Prognosis -- unknown. Physician carelessness -- [Sobs] Physician carelessness seems to have led to the infection being transmitted from the patient's blood to the physician's eyes. Presently there are few trials available -- [Sighs] To study the effects of endophthalmitis. This limits our understanding of this complicated infection, frustrating researchers and patients alike. Antifungal trials have thus far been mostly unsuccessful due to the infection's unpredictable nature. Treatments are experimental at best. In some patients, the infection is self-limiting, allowing for full recovery without medical intervention. However, if not self-limiting, permanent damage to the retina will occur, resulting in complete blindness. [Sobbing]

Frankie: There she is, the most incredible doctor in the world. Mm! Mm! Mm-hmm.

Angie: You know, you're a little bit too old to be hitting your mom up for some money, so what is it you want?

Frankie: Well, I was just feeling love today. That's all.

Angie: Hmm, I thought your shift was over hours ago.

Frankie: Yeah. Well, I stopped back to check in on a patient.

Angie: Well, why didn't you call? One of the nurses could have done that for you.

Frankie: Oh, no. I wanted to see for myself. Mm-hmm. Wonder where I get that from.

Angie: Ok. All right. So you care too much. As genes go, it's not a bad one to have.

Frankie: No. I guess it's not. Hey, Ma, come on.

Angie: No. I'm just looking at how perfect you are.

Frankie: Hmm, you know, you should've been there. Me and Dad were throwing the football around like we are in high school or something.

Angie: That must have been a sight to see.

[Angie goes to the Yacht Club]

Jesse: Oh, hey, baby, I'm sorry. It's just me. Come on.

Angie: There's no just about it. How did you know I was here?

Jesse: Hospital said that you signed out, needed some air. Figured you love the water, so here we are.

Angie: Well, I guess Natalia is not the only detective in our family. Sit.

Jesse: Yes, ma'am.

Angie: You know, I love this time of day. It's my favorite, the way the light bounces off the water. It's almost like it's been sprinkled with glitter or something, just so pretty.

Jesse: Yeah. It is pretty, like my wife. Am I in your way? Am I blocking your view? You ok?

Angie: No. You're exactly who I want to see and who I want to talk to. Baby --

Jesse: Can we get out of here?

Angie: Yeah. We can go anywhere you want. Why?

Jesse: Something I need to talk to you about, and it can't wait.

[Jesse and Angie go back to their apartment]

Angie: For a man who wants to talk, you've been awfully quiet.

Jesse: Now that I got you here, I --

Angie: You don't know what to do with me? Ha ha!

Jesse: I just don't know where to begin. I love you, Angela.

Angie: That's a good start.

Jesse: It's my start. It's my middle. It's my finish, everything. I saw David today.

Angie: Oh, again? That must have been fun.

Jesse: Yeah. He basically declared all-out war.

Angie: Well, my money is on you.

Jesse: Damn straight. Fighting with the mayor, too.

Angie: Yeah. I know you've got a lot on your plate.

Jesse: Well, there is another understatement. You and me both, we both have been so busy.

Angie: Baby, is that what this is all about, I mean, all the hours that you have to spend at the station?

Jesse: No. It's the last place I want to be right now.

Angie: I'm sorry, but you're losing me.

Jesse: That's my point. I think we are losing each other, Angela, and I don't want to lose you. I want you back. I want --

Angie: Sweetheart, I'm not going anywhere.

Jesse: No, no, no. I know. I know we're strong. We're solid. We're in love like crazy, but if we don't start making time -- we are so lucky. I never want to forget that. I never want to let David, work, or the mayor get in our way. If Hayward -- if he does anything to jeopardize the well-being of this family --

Angie: So we won't let him.

Jesse: No. We won't. When I thought you might be pregnant, I didn't know it was possible to love you even more.

Angie: I know exactly what you mean.

Jesse: Stay with me tonight? We won't leave this room, no interruptions, just us.

Angie: I would like that very much. I really would.

Jesse: Ok. Look at this. Look at us.

Angie: It's how I always pictured us. All I had to do was close my eyes, and we were just like this. My start, my middle, my finish.

Jesse: Lucky for us, we're still smack dab in the middle of this.

Angie: No. Leave the light on, because I don't want to miss a moment of this.

[Jesse leads Angie to their bed where they kiss]

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