THE GREATER GOOD (63) 04/22/2002 9:00p
Taylor thinks she's delightful. Taylor also thinks Kim should call somebody who cares. Carlos thinks that he likes the baby. Carlos also thinks that he like the Kenneys. Kim thinks that she wants to do the run sheet. In fact, she needs to do the run sheet.
{Kim is playing with her Palm Pilot}
Kim: This thing is gonna change my life. No wonder I can’t ever find anybody. I got listings under last names, first names. I got you under "P" for "Paramedic."
Taylor: Why not "D" for "delightful?"
Sully: First time the needle goes into the arm they should have their reproductive organs ripped out.
{about her Palm Pilot}
Kim: This thing even beeps reminders. I can’t forget my own birthday again.
Taylor: We’re not robots.
Dr. Peterson: Well, you’re certainly not doctors.
Taylor: Ah, there it is.
{about Dr. Peterson}
Taylor: He checks positions on tubes and IVs
Doc: And are they right?
Taylor: You know they are.
Doc: Then so what if he checks?
Kim: That’s what I said.
Taylor: Whose side are you on?
{Kim is downloading things to her Palm Pilot}
Kim: That’s it, instant access to every city phone number you could possibly need. Ha ha, look at that.
Taylor: Good. You can call someone who cares.
{Kim has left scraps of paper all over the bus}
Taylor: What about this junk?
Kim: Oh, yeah, take it.
Taylor: No problem. I love cleaning up other people’s crap.
Kim: Hey, I got a surprise for you.
Taylor: Does it involve trashing that thing? {the Palm Pilot}
Kim: Come on, ask me anything.
Taylor: Okay. Why don’t you clean up after yourself?
{Carlos is talking to Kylie about the adoptive family, the Kenney’s}
Carlos: Hey, they even come with grandparents. Their job is to spoil you. Or so I hear. I never had grandparents. I wouldn’t have them for you either. No, I wouldn’t, and you know what? You deserve that. You deserve a real home and a mom and a sister. And me too. You’ll always have me. That’ll never change Kylie. Never.
{talking to Kim}
Dr. Peterson: When you hear hoof beats think horses, not zebras. You understand what that means?
Taylor: See, he’s doing it to you now.
{Taylor has just convinced Peterson to run tests on a patient}
Kim: "I need you." "He needs you."
Taylor: Hey, it…worked.
Kim: Oh, it brought tears to my eyes.
Taylor: It’s all for the greater good, right?
Kim: Mm hmm, greater good.
Taylor: I’ll do the run sheet.
Kim: Oh, no, come on Alex, I want to, I need to.
Bosco: So, how’s it been?
Yokas: Oh, you know. Just, uh, seven hours of complete boredom mixed with one hour of sheer terror.
Bosco: Yeah? I miss it.
Yokas: How could you not?
Yokas: We’ll work together tomorrow
Bosco: Good. Good. That’s good. That’s uh…you know. That’s good, ‘cause uh--- {he looks at Yokas}
Yokas {looks back at Bosco}: Yeah, me too.
Bosco: So, what, I’ll see you tomorrow?
Yokas: With bells on.
Bosco: What the hell does that mean, "with bells on?"
{The Palm Pilot’s battery dies}
Kim: Oh, no, it’s gone. Everything is gone. Four days of data entry.
Jimmy: Maybe you should just turn it off. {Kim looks at him blankly} What?
{to himself after he leaves Kylie with Kenney’s}
Carlos: Bye-bye Kylie. Daddy loves you.