( door slams shut )
PRISON GUARD:
Here you go, Charlie. Lights is already out so try not to make any
noise.
CHARLIE:
You got it, Boss.
PRISON GUARD:
So, what they got you cooking up in the morning, Charlie? I'm pulling
a double shift. I'm looking forward to breakfast.
CHARLIE:
I think I read "blueberry pancakes" on the blackboard.
PRISON GUARD:
Blueberry, huh? I like that. Sleep tight.
CHARLIE:
( whispering ) Hey? Old man? I got them for you. So I don't
get it. What do you want them for? They're just eggs-- regular, plain old eggs.
EGGMAN:
Shh!
MICHAEL:
( singing ) We'll keep on spending sunny days this way. We're gonna
talk and laugh our time away. I feel it coming closer day by day...
DR MORRIS:
Of course I understand it's a one-of-a-kind item. I designed it. I
don't think you understand the degree of urgency attached to this particular
requisition.
MICHAEL:
( hits high note ) Ooh-ooh-hoo! Groovin'...
DR MORRIS:
Look, my experiments are being conducted under the strictest of secrecy.
Without that tracking device, I am virtually immobilized. Now, isn't there anything
you can do to expedite it?
MICHAEL:
That's the Military Industrial Complex
for you, Doc. Oh, hey, while you got them on the line see if you can order one
of those $2,000 coffee-makers they got.
DR MORRIS:
No, I have nothing further to add. Oh, it was a pleasure doing business
with you, too.
MICHAEL:
What are you glaring at? You've never seen an artificial man with his
shirt off before?
DR MORRIS:
I know that tracking device is in that lab somewhere and with just
a little bit of effort you could have recovered it.
MICHAEL:
Oh, that's why I make a point never to take it out of my nose.
DR MORRIS:
They're saying it's going to be at least another week.
MICHAEL:
Another week?! Another week cooped up in this place under constant
surveillance? Trying to sleep while someone's in the other room? Some guy outside
my door. Oh...
DR MORRIS:
This is not a situation of my making, Mr. Wiseman. I don't like it
any better than you do. Perhaps we should change the subject and go on with
our work. Give me a hundred miles on the treadmill.
MICHAEL:
No, not the treadmill, not again. Listen, Doc, I've been inside for
a week. What do you say I do my run outside today?
DR MORRIS:
I don't see how that's possible, Mr. Wiseman.
MICHAEL:
What are you talking about? It's completely possible. We can, uh, drive
up to the country where there's no one around. You can get the guys to trail
me in the van. Yeah. Give them bazookas if you want to. Just, uh... let me go
outside, in the sunshine. ( exhales ) In the air.
DR MORRIS:
Again, I don't see how that's possible. Perhaps in a week when the
new pinger arrives.
MICHAEL:
I might not be able to make it another week. Come on, think about it.
It's not like I'm going to take off just because you can't track me. Doc, this
is me here. I'm not new anymore. I know the drill.
DR MORRIS:
Shall we get started?
MICHAEL:
I can't believe this. You still don't trust me after all this time.
DR MORRIS:
I'll meet you in the gym.
MICHAEL:
( sighing )
LISA:
You get hit by a train, that's it, right?
ROGER:
Pardon me?
LISA:
Well, you're in insurance. You know these things. You get hit by a,
a, a subway train-- a human gets hit by a subway train in motion, that's it,
right?
ROGER:
( sighing ) Oh, my God, Lisa.
LISA:
Okay, all right, talk me through this. ( exhales ) Yesterday
when I was at work a man called. He said he was a lawyer and that he had information
about Michael being alive when he got to the hospital after he was hit by the
train or, at least, his, his, his brain was I’ve. Now, I mean, this, what is
that? That is, that is crazy, right? I mean, how sick is that? It's, uh, it's,
uh, a crank call from some college kid home on spring break.
ROGER:
Uh, uh, this looks, this looks like the house.
ROGER:
It's a little girlie, don't you think?
LISA:
Hmm? Mmm, yeah. Well, it could use a little trimming down.
ROGER:
Uh-huh. Kitchen's kind of small. Ruth would never go for that. Wow,
I can't believe I just said that. Pretty weird, huh?
LISA:
Yeah... I know. I don't know. The other day I was setting the table
for dinner and I put out three plates. After all this time, three plates.
ROGER:
Listen, can an old friend whose life is quickly going into the crapper
make so bold as to offer you a piece of advice?
LISA:
Throw out all the plates but two. See, now, you know, I thought of
that, but...
ROGER:
Seriously. This nut calls you at work, yeah?
LISA:
Yeah.
ROGER:
Then why don't you do what a lot of us powerful and important executives
do.
LISA:
And, uh... what's that?
ROGER:
Never answer your own phone. Get somebody else to do it. And if they
say that it's Mr. Morbid on the line then all you do is say: "tell him
I will call him back." Me, I get calls from people all day long that
I don't want to talk to for whom I have no good news. Hell, I... I have people
I've been promising to call back since 1987. ( chuckles ) Trust me. Eventually,
they take the hint.
( phone rings )
JANET:
Yes... hello? Lisa, it's for you.
LISA:
Oh, thanks. Um, did they say who it was?
JANET:
I think it's that Bernstadt man again.
LISA:
Um, could you tell him I'll have to call him back?
JANET:
I sure will. She'll have to call you back. Okay. Thanks.
LISA:
( sighs )
BERNSTADT:
( clearing throat ) Good afternoon, Mrs. Wiseman.
LISA:
Yes?
BERNSTADT:
My name is Ed Bernstadt. We spoke the other day.
LISA:
That's right. Look, you're on private property-- which means I'm going
into my house and I'm calling the police.
BERNSTADT:
You don't have to do that.
LISA:
I'm asking you to leave.
BERNSTADT:
And I'm just asking you to listen. Has it occurred to you that maybe
the reason you were told your husband didn't survive that accident is because
someone is trying to cover up something that went wrong immediately after the
accident?
LISA:
Look, I'm going to say this for the last time. I'm not interested in
"what ifs" or theories. I am certainly not interested in revisiting
that and I am completely not interested in suing anybody. So if you don't mind.
BERNSTADT:
Oh, hell, if you're not interested.
LISA:
No!
BERNSTADT:
Of course, most of the people I represent in this case lost everything.
They don't have the luxury of not being interested.
LISA:
( sighs )
BERNSTADT:
I'd appreciate you thinking about that as you step inside your beautiful
home.
LISA:
All right. You have five minutes.
BERNSTADT:
As you can see, the ambulance records confirm that he was on life-support
when he arrived at the hospital at 8:07.
LISA:
Where did you get this? No one showed me this.
BERNSTADT:
You have to request them. I mean, most people never do because they
assume what they're told is the truth.
LISA:
I... I just don't understand. This isn't what they told me and this
isn't what the death certificate says. Why would they lie to me?
BERNSTADT:
To put it bluntly-- to cover their behinds. It's better to say he died
at an accident scene than to admit he died under their care.
LISA:
So, if he did die in the hospital why would they tell me that there were
no remains to speak of?
BERNSTADT:
Well, again, I'm just hazarding a guess-- but maybe so no one could
perform an autopsy.
LISA:
So what are you saying? You're-you're saying that I was knowingly denied
my husband's remains? That-that-that someone-- a human being did that?
BERNSTADT:
Well, I'm just following a paper trail, Mrs. Wiseman.
LISA:
Who would do that?
BERNSTADT:
Well... um... well... um... here we go. He was released to a Dr. Theodore
Morris.
LISA:
I think I know this man.
LISA:
Yes, information. I would like the number for Manhattan General Hospital.
The main switchboard is fine.
LISA:
That's right. He was one of the physicians who attended to my husband
just before he passed away. Well, you have to have some kind of a number on
him if he's affiliated with your hospital. Yes, it is an emergency.
ANSWERING MACHINE:
Hello. Please leave your name and number at the sound of the beep.
( beep )
LISA:
Hi. Um, my name is Lisa Wiseman and I'm not completely sure, but I
think that... we may have met. In any event, I got your number from Manhattan
General Hospital. Apparently, you attended to my husband, Michael Wiseman last
year when he was hit by a subway train. And a number of questions ve come up
relating to his death. I would appreciate it if you could call me at 914 555-0166.
Thank you.
CHARLIE:
I don't understand. You're an old man, you're sick. They don't make
you work. Why would you want to break out?
EGGMAN:
I need to kill a man.
CHARLIE:
( laughing ) Kill a man? You? What man?
EGGMAN:
A man. A super man. He fly across the street on wire.
CHARLIE:
( laughing ) You're crazy.
JUNKIE:
I hear you're looking to get set up. Pleasure doing business with you.
( doorbell ringing )
HEATHER:
I'll get it. Mom?
LISA:
Yeah?
HEATHER:
It's for you.
LISA:
Oh.
GOVERNMENT AGENT:
Mrs. Wiseman? Lisa Wiseman? Yes? I'm Dr. Theodore Morris. I received
your message.
GOVERNMENT AGENT:
I am sorry. Whoever this attorney is he's simply mistaken. I vividly
remember that night. It would be inaccurate to say that I was asked to see your
husband. There simply wasn't anything to see. The encounter that he had with
that train was devastating. You have my word, he died instantly. And whatever
inconsistencies there are in the paperwork well, welcome to life in a big-city
hospital. I'm sorry.
MICHAEL:
Ah, morning gruel... morning swill... morning paper... must be...
DR MORRIS:
Morning.
MICHAEL:
See that? Great minds. Ah, lookee here. Says the sun rose this morning
at 6:01 a.m. it will set at 6:49. Wow. The sun. I hope to see that someday.
DR MORRIS:
Please, Mr. Wiseman. I've been assured that the tracking device will
arrive today.
GOVERNMENT AGENT:
Good morning.
MICHAEL:
Why is that man smiling? I don't see a package in his hand.
GOVERNMENT AGENT:
Well, it is a beautiful day out. The sun is shining, the birds are
singing and the flowers are... there are no flowers. Won't happen again.
DR MORRIS:
What brings you here so bright and early?
GOVERNMENT AGENT:
Just wanted to brief you on my errand you asked me to run last night.
DR MORRIS:
Ah, yes. You still have men posted outside? Special Agent Number One
and I need to take a brief walk and discuss something that falls outside the
purview of this project.
MICHAEL:
What? You guys going to go do guy talk? No, no, I'm serious. I know
I'm a little out of practice but, uh, it's like riding a bike. It'll come right
back to me.
DR MORRIS:
I assure you, Mr. Wiseman the nature of our conversation will be strictly
professional. But we do need to have it in confidence. We'll be back in approximately
five minutes.
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