The Case for Christ Page #2

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Well, I guess

I'm an atheist, too.

LEE (chuckles):

Get some sleep, booger, okay?

Here's Beary.

There you go.

Fudge Pop.

All right, sleep good.

I love you.

Daddy?

- Yes, love?

- Good night.

(chuckles)

Good night, baby.

LESLIE:

I thought we said we weren't

gonna force anything on her.

She asked.

Right, so as long as

it's what we believe.

Ugh. Are-are we really gonna

go around on this again, Les?

I guess so.

Babe, I...

I am grateful for what

that woman did tonight...

Obviously...

But it was...

it's a coincidence.

It didn't mean anything.

How can you say that?

She was going

to another restaurant,

and something

made her come to ours.

You think that means nothing?

I know it means nothing.

Can I tell you what it means?

It means that we

would've lost Alison.

If that woman hadn't been

there, we would've lost her.

Our whole world

would've changed forever.

I... Yes, but it didn't.

Okay?

We're all okay.

Everyone's okay.

[]

(indistinct conversations)

There you go. I got ya. Whoa.

Hey, chief.

I could've edited three pieces

with my red pencil

in the time it takes me

to do one piece

on this ridiculous thing.

LEE:

My new book.

Just picked these up

from the mailroom.

Wanted you to be

the first to see it.

Hmm.

Hey, there was a cop shooting

this weekend.

Englewood. Officer survived.

See what you can get me

on the shooter, James Hicks.

No, that's cop beat.

I'm Legal Affairs now.

Why don't you give that

to Monroe?

(chuckles)

Now, you may be

a golden boy

to the suits upstairs,

but to me you're still just

a beat reporter here.

(muffled):

Thank you.

Uh, don't close the...

London. Hey.

Want an autographed copy

of my new book?

- Not one bit.

- Ooh.

(chuckling)

Jealousy doesn't look good

on you, my friend.

Then again, nothing does.

Overnight legal briefs

from AP, Mr. Strobel.

Thanks, Rod. Hey.

Want you to go through

yesterday's local rags.

See if anyone reported

on a cop shooting.

Perp's name is Hicks...

James Hicks.

Hicks. James Hicks. Sure.

- Okay.

- You got 30 minutes.

I'll take a book

if you're still offering.

Hey, London.

Hear that? Got my first taker.

He doesn't know any better.

LEE:
Bet you're gonna go far

in this business, kid.

Even if you are sucking up.

29 minutes, Rod.

ALFIE:
Room 241, bed two,

going home today.

Want to prep

for discharge, please?

Leslie?

Yes. Hi.

Alfie. Yes.

Um... muffins.

I have not... been able

to stop thinking about it.

What if you hadn't been there?

There is no "what if" with God.

You're so sure.

How can you be so sure?

Do you really want

an answer to that?

Please.

- LESLIE:
Alfie. So sorry.

- Ah!

I'm sorry. The babysitter.

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