The East Page #6

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Mr. Robert McCabe.

(GUESTS CHEERING)

Thank you, Paige.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

(TAP RUNNING) (WHISPERING) It's me.

Can you hear me'?

Where are you?

Cape Cod.

I'm at the home of

the CEO of McCabe-Grey.

I think they're poisoning the

company with their own drug.

When?

Right now.

What's the potential damage?

I don't know.

But the side effects

seem severe.

There are families downstairs.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR) PORTY: You

talking to your boyfriend?

(FLUSHES TOILET)

You there?

It wouldn't be on the market if

it were life threatening, okay?

No, just listen.

Stay calm.

You hold your cover.

That's our asset.

But people could get hurt.

I have no idea...

...what the dosage is.

McCabe-Grey is

not my client.

Better? Who were you talking to?

Told my mom we got here safely.

A little old to be checking

in with Mom, don't you think?

I came up here

to use your phone.

Yeah, you did.

Where you going?

Stop-Stop!

Calm down!

(GRUNTING)

(SCREAMS)

ROBERT:
Tonight marks

a special occasion...

...in the McCabe-Grey family

with this announcement.

It warms my heart to be surrounded

by so many familiar faces...

...at our party.

At McCabe-Grey,

we always ask...

...how can we keep

people healthy...

...so they can enjoy their

lives to the fullest?

I'd like to refresh

your glass for you.

And among those we

care about most...

...are our young men and

women in the Armed Forces.

Hi, I'll bring a new glass

in just a second.

I'll take that for you.

Pardon me. Let me

take that, thank you.

ROBERT:
Protecting them from

Third World diseases...

...and biochemical agents

such as anthrax...

...allowing them to continue

bringing freedom and democracy...

...to the darkest

regions of the world.

To them...

...and to us.

(GLASSES CLINKING)

Whoo!

(HOWLING)

I'm sorry we couldn't tell

you before we started.

It must have been hard.

What's going to happen

to those people?

BENJI:
Nothing.

If their drug is as

safe as they claim.

But you know Porty.

Couldn't you have just

talked to his stepdad?

Please. (SCOFFS)

They make $1.4 billion a

year off of Denoxin alone.

They don't give a sh*t.

Maybe, but wouldn't

people know about it?

IZZY:
Doc...

...tell her.

She deserves to know.

Tell her everything.

My sister traveled with me

to do aid work in Kenya.

She took Denoxin. I prescribed

it as an anti-malarial.

Some weeks later,

she woke up one morning...

...and didn't recognize

her face in the mirror.

The drug I had prescribed...

...had damaged her brain.

It's a condition

known as prosopagnosia.

No one believed it

was the Denoxin, but...

...I prescribed myself

the same drug.

And day by day...

...my mind and

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