- Jodie Trammel: Look, you made a moral choice, Guy, not a medical one. I guess I just, I'm... I'm surprised, that's all.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: All right, hang on, just wait, wait! Look, this is New York, you know? Gunshots are not entirely unfamiliar territory to me. And my opinion was that they were both stable. I wanted two ORs, I didn't get them, I had to make a choice. On my right I see a cop with his wife in the corridor and pictures of his kids in his wallet, and on my left some guy who's taken out a gun on a city bus! I had ten seconds to make a choice, I had to make it. I hope I made the right one, I hope I did the right thing. I think I did.
- [Jodie raises her eyebrow]
- Dr. Guy Luthan: Oh, shit. Maybe I didn't, I don't know.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: [Guy has just been formally notified of his dismissal] Well, that was quick. All that in 24 hours. Taken me longer to find a bed for a patient.
- Dr. Jeffrey Manko: We've learned it's best to move fast on these things. It's not the first time something like this has happened.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: Is that right? Well that might explain it a bit, then, because obviously, you know, what I'm having trouble with here is trying to understand why it's so easy for all of you to believe that I just, um, threw my life away. Which was, after all, going quite well - you know, why I suddenly just
- [snaps fingers]
- Dr. Guy Luthan: out of the blue, took up drugs and threw it all away. It's very hard for me to grasp why that would be easier for you to believe than that someone in this hospital has deliberately set me up to stop me asking questions about a patient of mine whose body has disappeared into thin fucking air!
- [pause]
- Dr. Guy Luthan: But, uh, that probably just makes me sound druggie and paranoid, right?
- Det. Stone: You need anything, give me a call. I owe you one, doc. Anytime, okay? Name's Stone, as in Sharon.
- Det. Bob Burke: Come on, Doc, move it! We don't have all day!
- Dr. Guy Luthan: [pauses] How did you know I was a Doctor?
- [Burke and Hare look at each other]
- Dr. Guy Luthan: Shit. Shit, they're gonna kill us! They're gonna kill us!
- Dr. Lawrence Myrick: I'm 68 years old, I don't have much time. Three years with a rat to get to a dog, and after five years - if I'm lucky - maybe I can work on a chimp? We have to move faster than that. I'm doing medicine here no one's ever DREAMED of! This is baseline neuro-chemistry, Guy!
- Dr. Guy Luthan: You're killing people.
- Dr. Lawrence Myrick: [Shrugs] People die every day. For what? For nothing. Plane crash, train wreck? Bosnia - pick your tragedy. Sniper in a restaurant, fifteen dead, story at eleven. What do we do? What do you do? You change the channel, you move on to the next patient. You take care of the ones you think you can save. Good doctors do the correct thing - GREAT doctors have the guts to do the right thing. Your father had those guts. So do you. Two patients on either side of the room - one a gold-plated cop, the other a maniac that pulled a gun on a city bus. Who do you work on first? You knew, Guy. You knew. If you could cure cancer by killing one person, wouldn't you have to do that? Wouldn't that be the brave thing to do? One person and cancer's gone tomorrow. You thought you were paralyzed. What would you have done to be able to walk again? Anything. You said it yourself. Anything. You were like that for... twenty four hours.
- [Puts his hands on Helen's shoulders]
- Dr. Lawrence Myrick: Helen hasn't walked for twelve years. I can cure her... and everyone like her. The door's open. You can go out there and... put a stop to everything and it'll all be over. Or we can go upstairs and change medicine forever. It's your call, Guy.
- Helen: [after a nervous pause] ... Guy?
- Dr. Guy Luthan: ...maybe you're right. Those men upstairs, maybe... there isn't much point to their lives. Maybe they are doing a great thing for the world. Maybe they are heroes.
- [Helen and Dr. Myrick look relieved]
- Dr. Guy Luthan: But they didn't choose to be. You chose for them. You didn't choose your wife... or your granddaughter... you didn't ask for volunteers. You chose for them, and you can't do that. Because you're a doctor. Because you took an oath. And you're not God. So I don't care, I don't care if you can do what you say you can. I don't care if you can find a cure for every disease on this planet! You tortured and murdered those men upstairs. And that makes you a disgrace to your profession. And I hope you go to jail for the rest of your life.
- [Helen begins to cry]
- Dr. Guy Luthan: ... I'm sorry.
- Dr. Lawrence Myrick: I've seen your chart, it's a terrible thing. I'd like to try to help.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: [not looking at him] If you want to help me... let me die.
- Dr. Lawrence Myrick: That's a common request.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: Please... 400 of potassium chloride in my IV.
- Dr. Lawrence Myrick: What if there was hope?
- Dr. Guy Luthan: No. There isn't.
- Dr. Lawrence Myrick: [walks closer] What if there was hope? What would it be worth, to be able to walk again, to be able to feed yourself? To go back to your old life, to be a doctor? What would you endure?
- Dr. Guy Luthan: [finally looks at him] What are you talking about?
- Dr. Lawrence Myrick: I'm asking you a question. What do you think that would be worth?
- Dr. Guy Luthan: I can't live like this.
- Dr. Lawrence Myrick: With proper care, you can live 20 years like this. What would you do? What would you risk to change that?
- Dr. Guy Luthan: [stubbornly] I have a C6 break in my cord.
- Dr. Lawrence Myrick: What if I told you that there was a chance you could be healed? That there was a procedure that offered you... a good chance... that you might walk again? What would you do to make that happen?
- Dr. Guy Luthan: ...anything.
- Dr. Lawrence Myrick: Anything?
- [pause]
- Dr. Lawrence Myrick: You'd better think about that.
- [leaves]
- Dr. Guy Luthan: What do you mean? What do you mean? Wait! Dr. Myrick? Dr. Myrick!
- Medical Examiner: I have no record of this man.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: You know what, I think in fact you have. If you could maybe just take another look. It's Minkins, M-I-N-K-I-N-S. Pulmonary embolism.
- Medical Examiner: I have no record of this man.
- [starts walking away]
- Dr. Guy Luthan: Sorry, who's actually in charge here, then?
- Medical Examiner: [turns back] That would be me. I've been here since midnight and I made no such calls.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: [following him into the hall] Okay, so, uh, let me just get this straight -- uh, A, no one phoned me, so I suppose that was just my imagination running riot, and B, you have absolutely no record of a patient of mine that died 24 hours ago.
- Medical Examiner: [smiles] Your hospital's known for losing patients. Living and dead.
- [starts walking away again]
- Dr. Guy Luthan: What did you say? What did you say?
- [the medical examiner turns back in exasperation]
- Dr. Guy Luthan: You're quite a creepy person, aren't you? You see, before I was thinking you were just obstructive or inept, but now I'm beginning to think you're much more sinister than that.
- Medical Examiner: [stops smiling] I think you'd better leave.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: Judith, it's Guy. Can you hear me? If you can hear me, please pick up. Please pick up, I know it's late. Listen. I've been shot. You've gotta help me. This whole thing, it's real, Judith, I've just left - there are at least three men dead back there. I swear to you, it's huge, Judith, please pick up! This whole thing - they're taking people, they're hijacking them from the hospital and using them for some kind of research... I'm pretty sure that's what Triphase is, it's a kind of research program and someone at Grammercy is working for them! Judith, listen, there's a cop called Stone, just call him, he might believe me. Please, I have to talk to you!
- Dr. Guy Luthan: Wait! How can you be part of this?
- Jodie Trammel: For my brother. Because I was driving the car when he was hurt. Because I was drunk.
- Dr. Gene Spitelli: Who the hell is Claude Minkins?
- Dr. Guy Luthan: Ah... Gene. Uh, it's "was," I'm afraid, he died.
- Dr. Gene Spitelli: Tell me he had insurance.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: ...no, that's not at all likely.
- Dr. Gene Spitelli: [brandishing printout] This is $2,600 worth of lab work.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: Right. Can I...
- Dr. Gene Spitelli: [yanks the printout away] I had two people tied up for eight hours.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: Well you know, Gene, what you do in the privacy of your own home is really your business.
- Dr. Gene Spitelli: Okay, let's get it into your head. This is not England, this is not the National Royal Shakespeare Taxpayer-Pick-Up-The-Tab healthcare system, okay? Somebody has to pay for this shit!
- Dr. Guy Luthan: [Gene throws the printout down and leaves] Yeah... sorry.
- Jodie Trammel: [doing intern evaluations] I think that Cassmore is going to be a pretty good doctor.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: Great, exactly. That's exactly what I heard, thank you. Um... Berringer.
- Jodie Trammel: I think he's going to be a shockingly bad doctor.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: That's a bit harsh, isn't it?
- Jodie Trammel: No.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: No, you're absolutely right, he's lethal. I'm gonna give him "fair," I don't wanna get any lower than that. And, um... Myzerra?
- Jodie Trammel: Well, the nurses like him.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: Yeah, he's good, isn't he?
- Jodie Trammel: Well I don't know about good, but he's extremely sexy.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: ...right. Right, well, he was on "good." Now, sadly, he's on "unsatisfactory."
- Dr. Guy Luthan: [Ushering cops and a priest out of the ER] Come on, guys, I need you out of here right now. Do us a favor, okay? You too Father, you're much too early, as ever.
- Dr. Lawrence Myrick: What if there was hope? What would it be worth to be able to walk again? To be able to feed yourself? To go back to your old life? To be a doctor? What would you endure?
- Dr. Guy Luthan: [the Half-Mole stops at a a staircase and holds his hand out] So it's down there? Is it down there, are- are we there? Well look, I'm not gonna pay you till I get there.
- Half-Mole: [speaking for the first time] I don't go down there.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: [pulls out money, but hesitates] How do I know if you're telling me the truth?
- Half-Mole: You're still alive.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: [Guy hands him the money]
- Half-Mole: [points] To the bottom and through.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: Jeff, did you ever hear of something called Triphase?
- Dr. Jeffrey Manko: [fiddling with his computer] No, what is it?
- Dr. Guy Luthan: It's this thing he said.
- Dr. Jeffrey Manko: [sighs] Why won't this new system accept my security code?
- Dr. Guy Luthan: Uh, listen - I know I'm not supposed to say this kind of thing, but I just have the feeling that I could've screwed up here somewhere.
- Dr. Jeffrey Manko: Yeah, you're right. You shouldn't be saying it.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: Listen to me, for fuck's sake! I am on my own, I'm not killing anyone! I'm here because whoever did kill Claude has fucked up my life, do you understand? Is Teddy here? If Teddy is here and he's sick, you have to let me see him!
- Mole Lady: [after a tense standoff] He's here.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: [sees Teddy is delirious] How long has he been like this?
- Mole Lady: Four days. They found him at the steam pipe. He was trying to make his way back here.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: His fever, is it up and down? Pulse?
- Mole Lady: We stopped trying to count. What are they doing to all these people?
- Dr. Guy Luthan: What do you mean, "all these people?" You mean Claude and Teddy?
- Mole Leader: And the others.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: What others?
- Mole Leader: It's Grammercy, isn't it? That's where we all go.
- Dr. Guy Luthan: Wait a minute - what others are you talking about?
- Skicap: He knows! And this motherfucker's in on it!
- Mole Leader: They're missing a runner from the Condo. There's a guy from the train yards.
- Mole Lady: A woman came through last week looking for her son.
- Mole Leader: They take the strong ones. They take men. Why?
- Dr. Guy Luthan: [realizing] That's why they do the lab tests.
- Mole Lady: Who's "they?"
- Dr. Guy Luthan: Yes, that's why they do the lab tests! Someone's looking for healthy subjects.
- Mole Leader: Why us?
- Dr. Guy Luthan: They think you won't be missed.
- Criminal: Motherfucker shot me! He fucking shot me!
- Dr. Guy Luthan: Okay, okay, but you did shoot him first, didn't you?