Elsewhere, Mark comes up and gives a radiologist crap for not getting some test results back to him. After a bit of good-natured banter, Mark asks if the radiologist read a chest film for David Greene that day. The radiologist says he doesn't know and tells Mark to "check the pile." Mark finds the films and throws them up on a light board while the radiologist continues to bitch about people wanting "wet reads yesterday" and over-ordering CT scans, and as he drones on in the background, Mark stares numbly at the cloudy mass of cancer on his father's x-ray. When Mark doesn't say anything for a minute, the radiologist says, "Hey Mark, you okay?" He gets up and joins Mark in looking at the film, then asks Mark quietly, "That's your dad?" "Yeah," Mark says grimly. "Whoa, I -- I'm sorry," the radiologist tells him.
You want fun? Leave your captioning on during a Nissan Maxima commercial. I love the little comments like "[rock guitar blast]" and "[drum solo]" during the Who song. Then Roger Daltrey goes, "YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAH," but the captions just say, "Yeah," with a couple of little notes on either side. Okay, so I need to get out more.
Corday pesters Mark about the mysterious plans Holling made for the four of them, and Mark obviously isn't listening as she rambles on about the "wear jeans" element scaring her, and her mother doesn't even own a pair of jeans, and she wishes Mark could get off so they could face their parents "together," and finally she gets the hint and asks Mark if he's all right because he's monosyllabic, and he says he's fine, he just has to finish some cases and he'll have to meet them there. Elizabeth says okay and kisses him goodbye.