Living Proof

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EXPERIENCE OF A LIFETIME

UCLA Medical Center, California

- Dr. Slamon?

- Hello

It's Jamie McGraw.

Work city sent me.

Oh. My student assistant. Right. Right.

I'm right up here on the left.

- Okay.

- Come on in.

- What are you? Biology, Chem?

- No. English Literature.

- You're not a science major?

- No.

- Um no offense euh...

- Jamie.

Jamie. Right. But I'm doing

scientific research here

and I kind of need an assistant

who understands what I do.

Well, this wasn't my first choice either.

And no science majors wanted this job.

- What? None?

- No.

Well tell me you at least

read science fiction.

Dr. Slamon's office,

I mean lab.

Jamie. Oh nice to meet you too,

Mrs. Slamon. Hold on.

- Here.

- Hi

No, I didn't forget. 6:30 at the latest

right? Okay. Me too. Bye bye.

Could you hand me that

splicer over there, please?

No no, to the left. To the left.

Left left left.

- Right there. Thank you very much.

- Well, thanks anyway.

You know what?

I don't really need a science major

I just need someone to handle my calls,

do the paperwork

Whatever it takes so I can concentrate

on my patients and HER-2.

HER-2?

Yeah it's growth gene I'm using to try and

create a drug to treat breast cancer.

- Oh, like chemo?

- No. No no no. It's nothing like chemo.

You see, chemotherapy works on the principle

of killing cancer cells

and almost the patient, with poison and just

hoping the new cells grow back cancer-free.

That doesn't make sense to me.

What I'm trying to do is something

that's never been done before.

Take a sort of super protein from the body,

and target the bad cells and turn them off

like a lightswitch.

Um, it won't cure the cancer, but it'll

shut it off, which is almost as good.

- That sounds really...

- Crazy. Right, I know.

Everyone says that, but it's not. If, if

we can learn how to shut the bad cells off,

That will lead us to a cure.

And just so you know,

I'm not gonna remember your birthday

or National Assistants' Day.

Not because I don't try or because

I don't want to... Hold this, please.

I just won't.

And I'm gonna constantly be after you

to stay late and come early,

even if I can't pay you on time.

You aren't trying to talk me

into this job, right?

Yes, but I want to be clear.

200,000 women a year

are diagnosed with breast cancer.

Getting HER-2 to work

could save a lot of those lives.

200,000 a year?

Gramsy's here!

- Good morning, Samuel.

- You're going to sleep in my room.

Oh well, It's a very small bed

for two people.

I'm going to sleep with my mom.

- Hi mom. Thank you so much for coming.

- Of course, dear.

Although why Charlie chose to go on

the road this particular week?

Why you wouldn't come stay with me

at my house remains a mystery.

You do still have a room there, you know?

I wanna be home. So does Sam.

Could we not go over this again?

I was merely poiting out

It would be less stressful for all of us,

You, especially, to be in a house

that has adequate space and amenities

like air conditioning.

This will be fine.

I'll just put my things away.

And you, young man, you should do

the same with that bicycle of yours.

Why does she have to be here?

Because she is my mother

and your grandmother.

And next to you and daddy,

she's all I've got.

Oh Kate, I love it

Did you put that up there?

It's official.

Your own shop on Melrose Avenue.

I can't believe it. I'm a real designer.

You've been a designer. The only difference is

that now you're a designer with overhead.

Chartreuse, what was I thinking?

- Kate, if nobody buys anything...

- That's not gonna happen.

So get over here and make a toast.

- We got to commemorate the day.

- Oh miss upbeat. Champagne?

A good year too.

What are we gonna toast to? Let's see...

I got it.

- To good friends...

- Yes

- Hard work and to kicking some retail ass.

- Amen, sister.

It's official. You make the best

cup of coffee in the world.

- Yeah you say that every day.

- I mean it everyday.

- You decided about summer school?

- Ah, someone else can teach it.

I'm gonna spend the summer

sleeping in and getting fat.

And cleaning up the sunroom

For my studio.

Finally. With your talent, you should be

making art instead of teaching.

Lilly, what are you doing here?

I need an excuse to say hello?

- This is your lab? This little room?

- I know. The janitor's closet is bigger.

But the chances of him curing cancer

are slim to none, so I got him there.

Lilly Tartikoff, old friend,

Jamie McGraw, new assistant.

- Hi

- Hello

How is Brandon? Is he okay?

A star who shall remain nameless,

Is giving him indigestion

and the Dodgers are in the slump.

But other than that, he is fine.

How's Donna? I owe her a call.

She is good.

When you call her, say hi for me.

Poor Donna.

At least, I can tell my husband that he has to

come home. It's not like he's curing cancer.

Here, do not say I never gave you anything.

That is every episode of Hill Street Blues,

which you always miss because

you're always here.

You've got to be kidding me.

Being married to the president of

NBC Entertainment has its perks.

You didn't have to do this.

Thank you so much.

You saved my husband's life. Thank you.

I'm sorry, but I promised Donna

I would get him out on time

- And we still have hard rounds.

- Good for you. Keep on him.

And you, lives need to be saved.

Get back to work.

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