A Year and Change

- I think I might

need some help.

Is there anyone here

to help you fill this out?

- I can handle it.

- Paging Dr. Geller to the ICU.

Dr. Geller to the ICU.

- Paging Dr. Reeder,

dial extension 47.

Dear Jen,

I'm alone.

I'm sitting in a hospital.

And my arm is in

about six pieces.

This isn't exactly how

I planned to celebrate

the end of the year.

- I just can't seem

to wake up today.

- Yeah, I don't think

that's gonna help.

- I know.

Okay, I gotta get back in there.

These women are

driving me crazy.

If you're not attractive

the rest of the year,

what makes you think you

will be on New Year's Eve?

- A new haircut.

- Exactly. I do hair not magic.

I'm so looking forward

to Pete's party.

- Aw, shit!

- What?

- I have to remember to get

beer for the party tonight.

- Yeah, don't f*ck that up.

- So, you want me

to pick you up?

- No, I think just, I'm gonna

go home and take a nap first.

- Yeah?

- But I will see you there.

Thank you so much. I

really needed that.

- All right.

Bye, Pam.

- Oh, f*ck.

- Hey, hey. Hold on, I got it.

There you go.

Hey!

Thanks.

- Tell me you're finally restocking

the damn machines, Owen.

- Nick, they will be by next week.

I promise.

- I've heard that before.

- Hey.

- If you knew how I was

feeling about you right now,

you would never have gotten

out of that van of yours.

- You know, I was gonna offer

to help you with those bags,

but forget it.

Just send Adam out.

- Do you have a check for me?

- It's not due till next week.

Do you even need it?

Seems like you're doin' fine.

- We are doing fine but I

expect it just the same.

- Well, you'll

have it next week.

- Adam's spending the night at

his friend Matthew's house.

- Wait!

Hold on, I thought I was supposed

to buy him sneakers today?

- That was yesterday.

Who buys shoes on

New Year's Eve?

- I thought we said today.

- It breaks my heart to

see Adam waiting for you

on the curb and you

not showing up.

You don't do that to

an 11 year-old boy.

- Well, why doesn't

he just wait inside?

- The sun's going down, Owen.

It's time to go find your

friends and get drunk.

- Wait, Cindy.

Pete's party is tonight and I

was supposed to pick up beer.

Is there any way I could...?

I have cash!

Or not.

This really gonna work?

- Trust me. You won't

be disappointed.

- Thanks, Kenny.

- Uh huh.

- See you later.

- Hey!

- Bye.

- Bye.

- Bye.

- Bye.

- Bye.

- Bye.

- Bye.

Owen.

Hey.

- A little young even by

your disreputable standards

aren't they, Kenny?

- Who? Kimmy and Dawn?

- What are they, half your age?

- So, what'd you

give them anyway?

- Two dollar bottle of wine.

Oh, come on. It's

New Year's Eve.

Like we never used to

do anything like that

when we were their age.

- Speaking of which, you gonna

go to Pete's party tonight?

If so, can you, can

you bring some beer?

If you go.

- Can't. Got plans.

- When's Aunt Claire's car

gettin' fixed anyway?

- Two, three days, I think.

Oh, and she said that she

wants to talk to you.

- When? Tonight?

- Uh-huh.

- No way.

- I'm just tellin'

ya what she said.

Good luck.

Hey, Mom!

- Goin' out with Owen tonight?

- Hell no!

And miss New Year's

Eve dinner with you?

- Set the table then, all right?

- Yes, ma'am!

- Hey, Aunt Claire.

- I guess you don't

have enough manners

to come in and have

a cup of coffee.

- Aw, I'm runnin' late for

something, I'm sorry.

- So, the great state of

Maryland has decided to

release his brother.

- Oh, Victor's gettin' out?

Well, that's great.

- He'll be a free man

in a couple of weeks.

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