MY OPENING FAREWELL (90) 10/06/2003 10:00p
I used to think Carlos was kind of a jerk. Then I watched this episode. Now I’ve changed my opinion. Also in this episode: Doc goes off the deep end, complete with crazy hand motions. Personally I think he’s just mad because his car has no rear view mirror, but who knows. Cruz makes Bosco lift up his shirt on a public street. Stripping in public? That’s kinda messed up, I mean, what if there had been small children around? Seriously, Cruz, I know you’re a sergeant and stuff, but think of the children.

“Do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not there, I did not die.”
-Lizzie West “Prayer”

Doc: You were supposed to report to me at the 5-5 a couple of days ago.
Rossi: Yeah. I’m gonna start there today.
Doc: Well, someone had to take your seat that night. Your seat! Her name was Taylor. Was because she’s dead now! Killed doing the job you should have been doing.
Rossi: No, I was---
Doc: No, no. Everyday from now on in a bonus for you! A bonus. You hear me?!
Rossi: Sorry.
Doc: Sorry doesn’t bring anyone back. That’s something I know.

Carlos: Oh man, this is gonna be one happy shift.
Kim: Yeah.
Carlos: First time I’ve seen him late.
Kim: He’s still got a few minutes.
Carlos: No, for Doc that’s late.

Rossi: I’m looking for “Jim Zambrano.”

Carlos: All this and a newbie.

Kim: Listen Rossi, here’s the deal. If you’re not here 15 minutes before the shift you’re considered late. Today you’re late.

{about Cruz}
Sully: Shot in the head and she leaves the hospital after a day and a half?
Monroe: She better make church one of her first stops.
Davis: Yeah, I can’t see Cruz in a church setting.

{about seeing Bosco back at work}
Sully: Tell me I’m seeing things.

Sully: Good idea Bosco, piss on the few friends you got left.

Bosco: It’s Monroe, right?
Monroe: Yeah. How you doing?
Bosco: Mind your own business, Monroe.
Monroe: Ooh. It’s not often that you meet someone who completely lives up to the horrible things people say about ‘em.

Davis: Is it true? You ratted out Cruz to Swersky? Said she was dirty?
Bosco: She is dirty.
Sully: And yet she goes to church twice a week. There’s a lesson in there somewhere.
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Carlos: Yeah, this is gonna be one real happy shift.

{to Bosco}
Swersky: When I said stay home, that was not a suggestion.

Kim: Didn’t you have to go to the bathroom?
Rossi: Yeah, is it all right?
kim: Yeah. {Rossi walks away} That is one weird guy.
Jimmy: Yeah?
Kim: Yeah. It’s like he’s scared or something.

Yokas: You left the bullet inside me?
Fred: If it’s not hurting anything then they say it’s okay.
Yokas: Not hurting? I, I can’t feel most of my body.
Doctor: That should be temporary.
Yokas: Should be.

Carlos: Everyone’s got a new job now, huh?

Doc: How come you’re down here instead of the office?
Jimmy: Father Pete’s upstairs with Taylor’s mom. They just showed up to collect some personal effects.
Carlos: That’ll clear a room.

{to Doc about Lt. Johnson}
Jimmy: ...The pain that he was in...I don’t know. I’m just glad that he isn’t anymore.

Doc: So how are you doing?
Mrs. Taylor: I cried one hour this morning over a pot holder that she gave me once as a gift.

{to Doc} Mrs. Taylor: She once said having you as a boss made being a paramedic almost bearable.

{to Yokas}
Bosco: It’s my fault you’re here. So you let me take the hit.

Yokas: All of this...everything that happened, it was for nothing.

Carlos: There wasn’t time to put together any kind of party.
Doc: I don’t want one...but thanks.
Carlos: Thank you.

Bosco: I want you to get Yokas off the hook.
Cruz: How stupid are you?
Bosco: IAB needs a scapegoat for what happened and Faith’s all that’s left.
Cruz: Good.

Cruz: You know what your fatal flaw is Bosco? You don’t know when the hell to shut your mouth.
Bosco: She doesn’t deserve this!
Cruz: Yes, she does. The bitch shot first. She shot me. She goes down.

Monroe: I’m Sasha. I work with Faith.
Fred: Cop?
Monroe: Don’t hold it against me.

Fred: You chummy with this Cruz?
Monroe: Sergeant Cruz? No. Not very many people are.

{Bosco is sitting by the water}
Sully: You want us to throw you in, is that it?

{to Bosco}
Sully: If it’s about Yokas being paralyzed, you can forget it. Word hit the house last night, end of shift, like Napalm.

Carlos: I thought that I’d hang out with you today. Maybe bum a ride to the service in the Doc Mobile.
Doc: I..I don’t think I’m gonna make it.
Carlos: What?
Doc: I’m not feeling well, Carlos. I’m not feeling well.
Carlos: You can’t not go, Doc. Taylor’s mom’s counting on you.
Doc: She’s gonna have to get over it.
Carlos: You’re supposed to speak.
Doc: Oh, oh, I’m supposed to speak! Well, well what am I gonna say, Carlos? Huh? What am I gonna say, that--- that Taylor died because she was stupid? Yeah, that’s it. That’s it. She was too stupid to get down off a burning car after she was told ten times.
Carlos: Doc, I...
Doc: You know what? She--- she didn’t want to have anything to do with being a medic. She thought she was so much better than that because she was a firefighter. A real hero. Not one of us taxi drivers for the dying and the dead. She died doing what she hated! Pissing all over my chosen profession, and yours! How’d that make you feel Carlos? Because I hated it! It pissed me of! {pauses} That’s my eulogy. That’s what I got! How you like it so far?
Carlos: Okay, Doc, we’re gonna work this out.
Doc: No, we can’t.
Carlos: Let me.
Doc: Put that down. Put it down and get out of my house. Just get the hell out of my house. Because this is not something you’re good at!
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Fred: She told me.
Bosco: I mean before today, Fred.
Fred: She told me whenever you need for her to have told me.

Yokas: Let ‘em take my job. I don’t give a damn. It’s not like I can do it anymore anyway.
Bosco: Take your job? Faith, they’re gonna put you in jail.

{about Noble}
Jimmy: Why are you defending this guy so hard?
Kim: Because I could not have been that stupid.

Cruz: I’m not stopping.
Bosco: Then I guess we both go to jail.
Cruz: You know I’m trying to pull myself out of a rut here and you’re not really helping.
Bosco: I’m not here to help you.
Cruz: Fine. What now?
Bosco: Call Swersky and that IAB hump Hagen and you tell them that Yokas shot you accidentally.
Cruz: Again with Yokas.
Bosco: It’s the dying declaration, Cruz. I’m ready to talk about it.

{to Cruz about Yokas}
Bosco: I told her everything as it was happening. Everything. About Miguel, Wiggy, Vernon. About lying to D.A.s to get warrants for drug raids. About getting a dying declaration off a guy who was already dead. My fatal flaw, right? Never know when to shut-up. And I’ll be damned if she didn’t write it all down. Every word I said on the day I said it. Recorded in her logs.

{to Cruz}
Bosco: You remember saying the reason I’d never be a great cop? Is ‘cause I-- I don’t follow through. I half ass the paper work. Well guess what. My partner never does. Never. That’s why together, me and Yokas are one great cop.
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{to Cruz}
Bosco: Call my bluff. Please. It’d be worth going to jail just to take you with me.
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{about Doc}
Carlos: He told me what he was gonna say and asked if I’d say it for him.
Mrs. Taylor: You don’t have to do that.
Carlos: Uh, no, I--- I want to.

Davis: What are you gonna say?
Carlos: I have no idea.

Carlos: Alex Taylor was, um... She was, um... She was a pain in the ass. I’ve never met anyone as stubborn as her. I mean, you couldn’t tell her anything. Just this morning Doc told me that him and Lieutenant Johnson told her to get off that car like ten times. Ten times and she wouldn’t do it. I remember hear-- but I remember hearing her answer when they told her to get off. She said that the woman that she was with was afraid. Not that she was hurt badly or dying, but just afraid. Can you imagine risking your life so that another person isn’t scared? I don’t think I’ll ever be capable of that kind of sacrifice, but... I’m gonna spend whatever time I have left trying to live up to that. Mrs. Taylor, I was with your daughter at the end, I held her hand. There was only one thing on her mind...you. She wanted me to tell you that it didn’t hurt. That’s all she wanted was for you to know. Her last thoughts were not of herself. She wanted to go out on her own terms. She wanted to leave a message and no one was going to stop her from doing that. Like I said, she was the most stubborn person I’ve ever met. “Tell my mother it didn’t hurt.” Well maybe not for you Alex. Maybe not for you.
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