The Sunchaser Page #2
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- 1996
- 122 min
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There is no such thing
as a modest surgeon, is there?
Oh, Michael's not modest,
he's just superstitious.
You're Harvard Med,
you were chief resident.
You know damn well
Bradfords going to pick you.
- Has he mentioned dinner yet?
- No.
- Radicchio salad.
- Thank you.
He will. Any day now,
he's going to invite you out to Morton's.
- Morton's on Monday, that's his M.O.
- Yeah.
I don't have anything to wear.
All right, guys. To Dr. Reynolds, folks.
The youngest head of a section
in Surgery.
Finally,
a parking spot with your name on it.
Are you drinking what I'm drinking?
You will remember your friends,
won't you?
What was your name?
Because I want
the Bone Marrow Transplant Unit.
- So, what did you think of Blue?
- Blue?
A real charmer.
So long as I don't have to make
house calls.
What are you talking about?
A 16-year-old gangbanger...
...with a rare high-grade
retroperitoneal sarcoma...
...your husband had the pleasure of seeing.
- Really?
Youth Authority case.
Pediatrics sent him up.
This is delicious.
What did he do?
- Who?
- This 16-year-old boy.
I read his medical record, hon,
not his rap sheet.
Well, I read it.
He blew his stepfather's brains out.
Coming to bed?
beautiful tonight.
Isn't it wonderful how she just glowed?
She didn't even have to tell us
she was pregnant.
Yes, she glowed.
Can you imagine Chip changing a diaper?
you saw today?
Why would I be thinking
about that boy?
What is it, Michael?
Look, Jimmy, Lou Brock.
What will you trade me for him?
Take it.
Doesn't fit me anymore.
I want you to do something for me.
I want you to turn off the machine.
- No, no.
- Don't be afraid.
No, no.
Don't be afraid.
Just do it.
For me, Mikey.
Mighty Mike.
Yeah. Here you go.
I got it.
- Yeah.
- Yes.
Hey, Michael.
Do you have a minute?
Bingo.
Morton's, 7:
00.Oh, my God. This is it.
What should I wear?
How about the new stilettos
and them black thigh-highs?
You're terrible.
Okay.
I have a zoo board meeting at 2:30.
By the time I get home...
Dr. Reynolds.
I'm just gonna have to meet
you there at 7.
Don't be late.
- What the hell is this?
- It's your worst nightmare.
- No way.
- He's been turfed over to you.
- I'm not seeing him. Page Dr. Newman.
- Now in Surgery.
- Byrnes, then.
- Pathology.
How are you?
The Youth Facility physician says
you're reporting abdominal pains.
More than usual?
Okay, more than usual.
Reports of your scans are back.
Let's take a look.
F***ed, huh?
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