Three segments. Five hours. I'm speeding up! I even went and tidied the house up in the middle of that last segment so that Glark's socks weren't all over the front hall when Sars and Djb get here.
Back at County, Romano, Benton, and Janet "Amy Aquino" Coburn seem to be deep into the interview process; I say "deep" because they all look wicked bored. Benton asks the applicant, "Why do you want to be a doctor?" What follows is a montage of the applicants all answering, we may presume, the same question, or at least some version of it:
- "I've given that question a great deal of thought, and I think it all boils down to one thing: I really want to help people."
- "My dad died of lung cancer, and I was twelve, and I vowed I would work for a cure."
- "My research in molecular biology has been very rewarding."
- "I expect we'll see gene therapy in our lifetime."
- "I'm a people person."
- "The bottom line is, I really want to help people."
- "I volunteered for the Pediatrics ward -- I'm very empathetic."
- "When I saw my kitty suffering like that, I knew that I had a calling..."
- "...to help people in their time of need..."
- "...and I think you have to combine humanistic skills..."
- "...with a passion for making a difference."
- "And I -- I really just want to help people."
- "I just want to help people."
- "I want to help people."
- "[long pause] Help people."
The committee looks nonplussed. Well, they want to be doctors, not creative writers. Give them a break!
Elizabeth -- in her scrubs and cap and with a gown trailing after her like a train of self-righteousness -- storms over to Weaver and bellows, "How could you?! Dammit, Kerry! They sawed off half his skull, then they inserted high doses of chemotherapy wafers into the empty cavity!" Over this last sentence, Weaver dryly says, "Hello, Elizabeth, how are you." Elizabeth doesn't even stop to take a breath: "It caused temporary swelling right next to Broca's -- of course he had a little aphasia!