Post by cellogal on Jul 14, 2008 10:29:29 GMT -5
January 14, 1984
Hospital emergency room, where Bonnie Tyler’s “Holding Out For A Hero“ plays, and if it weren’t for the eighties music, I’d think I’d stumbled upon Grey’s Anatomy by mistake, because we’re smack dab in the middle of surgery. A doctor asks for suction, which he gets from one of the people assisting him, and a young man in scrubs watches the monitor nervously. The doctor asks for more suction, then asks the younger guy if he’s okay. The kid nods. “Is he gonna make it, Dad?” he asks. “Just as soon as I finish cross-clamping this aorta,” Dr. Dad responds, then tells his son that the boy’s not much older than he is. The son asks if the patient needs more blood, because he could give, but Dr. Dad implies that that isn’t necessary. He’s just about done when another doctor enters, saying a 55-year-old needs a stent; angioplasty, and Dr. Dad tells his colleagues to close up, and he’ll go see what’s what.
Dr. Dad and his son head into the scrub room, where they scrub out. Dr. Dad asks his son if he talked to Mom, and the son did. He says he’s gone through all her blue books, and Dad asks if she gave out any hints. She didn’t. They’re interrupted then by someone yelling for Grant, and father and son head out into the hallway. Dad, whose name, presumably, is Grant, heads out with his son into the hallway and speaks in rapid-fire medical jargon about the patient, who promptly flatlines. Grant asks for the paddles and shocks the patient’s heart a few times. The other doctor and the son watch the monitor nervously, and finally, there’s a pulse again. Grant sighs with relief, and the others look on proudly. The other doctor tells Grant’s son that his dad’s got the touch; that he doesn’t miss a trick, and raises them from the dead. Grant tells the son not to believe it, claiming that he’s just a glorified electrician, then suggests sending Mr. Lee up to the cath lab. A frantic-looking Asian woman rushes up then, asking the security guard to let her through so she can see her husband. Grant approaches, and she asks him if her husband, Tong Lee, is going to be all right. Grant reassures her that he’s stable now, and she bursts into tears and thanks him, then digs in her purse, saying they can pay, they have cash, but Grant urges her to just think about her husband right now. She hugs him enthusiastically, and the son looks on proudly.
In a dark alley, a barefoot Grant lies dead behind some trash bins with a gunshot wound to the chest.
At PPD, a detective reads a newspaper headline proclaiming “Olympic Agony” as another detective walks by with an evidence box, which he places on the shelf. The box for Grant Bowen is marked closed.
Present Day
Jeffries sits at his desk playing with…is that…origami? My, but the boredom must be catching up to him. “Is that a squirrel?” Vera asks as he walks by. “Japanese crane,” Jeffries corrects. Oh, my word, It IS origami. “Looks like a squirrel,” Vera remarks, before being summoned into Stillman’s office. Once there, Stillman introduces Vera to David Cage, and Vera asks Cage if he’s the new ADA that replaced Danner. Cage says he is, but he’s trying to live that down. He says he’s here to mend fences, then introduces the African-American woman standing next to him as Edwina Davis, who just came forward with new information. Stillman explains that Edwina witnessed the murder of Dr. Grant Bowen back in 1984. Edwina tells Vera she can call him Edie, and he agrees. She sits down and tells him that she was on the streets back then, scared of cops, but all that’s changed, and she’s making amends. Vera encourages her to tell them what she saw, and she tells him that the man who got shot, the doctor, was walking and talking to a white guy. Cage points out then that the guy who was arrested for the crime was black, and Stillman adds that the man was homeless, with a history of mental illness. Vera asks Edie if she saw this white guy shoot the doc. “Right in the heart,” she replies. Stillman asks if she heard anything they were saying, and she didn’t, but thinks that the shooter might have been another doctor. Vera asks why, and Edie says the guy had a cap with the hospital logo on it. “You know, with the hands?” she adds. Stillman asks Edie if there’s anything else she can remember, and there isn’t, but she then looks flirtatiously at Vera and tells him she could use a soda. Vera glances at Stillman, then tells Edie to come with him. “So?” Cage asks after they leave. Stillman says it’s good new direction, and Cage replies that, like he said, he’s trying to reach out. Looking out at Jeffries, who’s still playing with his crane, Stillman says that, if they take this job, he’d like to get his detective off desk duty. “The one who clocked Danner,” Cage reminds Stillman, then says it’s up to his boss to drop those charges. Stillman points out that Cage putting a good word in couldn’t hurt, and Cage admits that that’s true; he could make a call. “Could?” Stillman asks. “Will,” Cage replies with a smile. Well, I like him already.
Credits
Exterior, PPD, where Kat’s arguing with someone. “Just don’t take her there,” she says. The woman she’s arguing with insists that “he’s harmless,” but Kat implores her to “just take her to the library instead.” The woman accuses Kat of spending too much time with criminals and thinking everyone’s doing wrong, and Kat rolls her eyes. Scotty comes up then and greets Kat, and the woman pointedly says hello to Scotty. Rolling her eyes again, Kat introduces him to her mom, Dina, and her daughter, Veronica. “The ballerina, right?” Scotty asks with an adorable smile. But Veronica doesn’t seem interested in ballet, merely in whether or not Scotty has a gun like her mom. Wow. Scotty says he does, and Kat interrupts their repartee, insisting that her mother take Veronica to the library. “See you tonight,” Dina says, sounding slightly annoyed, and Kat walks off in the opposite direction with Scotty. “Family drama?” he asks, and Kat explains that there’s this guy in Findlay Park where Veronica likes to play. Scotty asks her if he’s up to something, and Kat says she doesn’t know; he just sits there, reading. Scotty surmises that Kat doesn’t like how the guy looks, and she shakes her head and points out that the guy doesn’t have a kid there, and it just bothers her. Scotty asks if she wants him to check the guy out. “You mind?” she asks. He doesn’t. Hmmm…I’m not getting a real warm fuzzy feeling about this, exactly.
Evidence warehouse. Lilly’s recapping the case for us: Grant Bowen, 40, an ER doc at St. Walter’s. Stillman says that the theory in ’84 was a mugging gone wrong; he was killed on his way home after his shift. Vera points out that St. Walter’s is in a rough part of town, and Lilly continues, saying Grant was shot with a .38. The slug was recovered, she says, but the weapon was never found. Stillman says that the homeless guy they arrested was found with the doctor’s shoes, but Vera points out that he could have taken them after Grant was killed. Lilly says that the jury didn’t think so; the guy was convicted and died in jail two months later. Stillman says that the only physical evidence was a red, heart-shaped sticker found by the doctor’s body. Vera thinks it might be a Valentine’s heart, but Lilly points out that the murder was in August, not February. Stillman says that, according to one witness, the doctor was chatting it up with the doer. “Who had a hospital baseball cap,” Vera remembers. Lilly thinks it’s something personal, and Stillman says that Jeffries is on his way to Drexel to interview the widow, who’s an English professor there. All right! No more origami squirrels for Jeffries! Stillman says Lilly can catch up with him if she hurries. Smiling, Lilly realizes that Jeffries is off desk duty, and Vera tells her that Stillman brokered a deal. “I had to,” Stillman replies, “the man was playing with a flying squirrel.” Heeee.
Drexel University campus. Mrs. Bowen tells Lil and Jeffries that she met Grant when he was a resident: she broke her ankle ice-skating, and he put on the cast. “And the rest is history?” Lilly asks. Mrs. Bowen laughs and talks about how they were such opposites: she comes from a family of academics, while Grant was a steelworker’s son. Lilly remarks that Grant made good, becoming a doctor, and Mrs. Bowen says he could have worked anywhere, but he wanted to give back, so that’s why St. Walter’s. Jeffries informs Mrs. Bowen, whose first name is Anne, that they have new information indicating that Grant might have been shot by someone he knew. Lilly adds that it was a white guy, possibly from the hospital. “Oh, my God,” she says. Jeffries asks her if she knows anyone who fits that description who might have wanted to hurt Grant. She says it may be another doctor in the ER. Lilly asks his name, and it’s Seth Garvey. “They didn’t get along?” Jeffries asks. She says they did, but Seth envied Grant. “Professionally,” Lilly guesses, but that’s just the beginning. Anne says they were at a medical convention in Atlantic City eight months before Grant died.
Hotel, Atlantic City, where Eddie Money’s “Think I’m In Love” plays. Anne laughs as cards are dealt and Grant gathers up poker chips. “Here comes the river,” the other doctor, Seth, announces, and Anne asks what that is. Seth explains that it’s the last common card dealt, and it’s called the river because your hand’s fate depends on it. Anne comments that this is very existential, and Seth says he loves that. The card must be good to Grant, because he celebrates, and Seth swears. Grant gloats that fate is with him, and Anne announces that she’s in the middle of a great book about Sir Francis Bacon, so she’s going up to their room, then asks Grant if he’s coming. Grant says he’ll be another half an hour, then kisses her. Seth comments that Grant’s got beginner’s luck like he’s never seen, and Grant says that, like his father used to say, it’s better to be lucky than smart. Anne kisses Grant again and bids the boys adios, and Seth volunteers to walk her up, saying that there are a lot of shady characters about; podiatrists and the like. As they walk toward the elevator, Seth comments that he’s never heard Grant mention his dad before. Anne says that he usually doesn’t, and Seth asks why that is. Anne says it’s because he’s a drunk and a deadbeat, and Seth sarcastically praises Grant for being perfect, then guesses that he’s overcompensating. Anne says that Grant’s not perfect, but almost. Seth sarcastically comments that Grant must be fun to live with, and she gives him a strange look, which he fails to pick up on. “So,” he asks, “where to?” “What?” Anne asks, and Seth starts quoting Henry VI. “She is beautiful, therefore, to be wooed. She is a woman, therefore, to be won.” Anne asks Seth if he’s hitting on her, and I have to admit that, if he is, Shakespeare is, at least, a somewhat unique way of doing it. He says he is, and she orders him not to. She’s saved by the bell then, as the elevator dings and she gets on.
Lilly asks Anne if Seth took the hint and stayed away, and Anne says he asked her to marry him a few months after Grant died. Well, that sounds like a no to me, and Jeffries agrees.
PPD, kitchen. “Kinda had the fever for Anne Bowen, huh, Dr. Garvey?” Scotty asks, and Seth says there was no “kinda” about it. Kat asks if it mattered that she was married to a fellow doctor. Seth says he’s not proud of it, but it happened; the heart is a lonely hunter, he says. Scotty asks Seth if he was lonely enough to try and get rid of Grant, and Seth’s taken aback, saying that was out of left field. Kat tells him they have a new angle on his murder: he was shot by someone he knew, from their hospital. Seth asks if they think he killed Grant so he could be with Anne. “Did you?” Kat asks, and Seth laughs and proclaims that crazy. Scotty’s not laughing. “Not really,” he replies. “Happens all the time.” Seth admits to being jealous of Grant, since he was one of those guys that had it all, but then, he says, Grant started falling apart. Kat asks what was going on, and Seth says Grant’s past was catching up to him, specifically his genetic past: like his dad, Grant was an addict. “Drugs?” Kat asks. “Cards,” Seth corrects, saying Grant got the bug in Atlantic City, and then they went to a local game near the hospital.
Poker game. As Billy Idol serenades us with “Rebel Yell,” we see Grant’s hand, a la World Series of Poker, and he has a pair of twos. He proclaims this his last hand, and Seth points out that Grant said that two hours ago. Grant thinks he could get lucky this time. “You said that two hours ago, too,” a guy with a mustache replies, provoking general laughter. Grant’s pager beeps. “Crap,” he says as he sees the number, then asks a fat guy with a cigar if he can make a call. The guy points to the phone, and Grant heads over. Mustache Guy asks Grant if he’s got a lie cooked up: car trouble, friend in need, and Seth suggests that Grant just go home to her. Mustache Guy has just the lie for Grant: considering that he’s a doctor, he should go with a pileup on the expressway, with a lot of casualties. Grant has the decency to look guilty for a second, then dials the phone. He apologizes, then says he might need another half an hour. He then goes on about how buCy it’s been down there, and feeds Anne the “pileup on the expressway” story, then amends his time estimate to maybe an hour as Mustache Guy smiles proudly. “That’s the spirit,” he congratulates Grant as Grant returns to the table. Grant looks at his pair of twos again, then goes all in. Now, I’m no poker expert, but I’m not sure how smart that is. Mustache Guy seems to feel the same, as he points out that that’s a lot of money and asks Grant if he’s sure about that. “Nothing’s sure,” Grant replies. “That’s what’s so great.” He then pulls his ballcap, which has the hospital’s logo on it, I can’t help but notice, down over his eyes. Mustache Guy pulls off Grant’s cap and asks if he’s bluffing. Grant replies with a really good poker face, and we see that Mustache Guy’s got a pair of aces. He thinks for a minute, then puts in his rather meager pile of chips. Grant points out that this doesn’t cover it, and Mustache Guy decides to throw in his wedding ring. Grant asks to see the river, and the dealer lays down the cards: a jack and a two. Mustache Guy chuckles triumphantly. “Showtime, Doc,” he announces, and shows his cards. “Pair of bullets,” he proclaims. Grant smiles slightly, then turns his cards over, and I’m guessing that three twos beat a pair of aces, because Mustache Guy looks dumbfounded and Seth smiles slightly. “You bet everything on a stinkin’ pair of twos?” Mustache Guy asks incredulously, then calls Grant a louCy river rat. Grant says he knew his luck was turning, and Mustache Guy angrily tells Grant that he’s going down.
Scotty asks Mustache Guy’s real name, and we learn that it’s Cy Tisdale, a guy who hung around the hospital getting paid to be in medical trials. Eek. Kat asks Seth if Cy was dangerous, and Seth says he had a pretty shady existence as a degenerate gambler. Kat realizes that this takes money. “Money a rich doc like Grant had, and Cy needed,” Scotty concludes.
Skeevy-looking hotel. Cy’s still playing cards, showing his hand and tossing it to the table in disgust, proclaiming it an Anna Kournikova. Vera, who’s just walked in with Scotty, asks him what that is. “Ace-King,” Cy explains, “looks good, but never wins.” Heh. Cy asks them if they want in, but Scotty just clears his throat and shows his badge. The card players instantly scatter. “Like a bunch of roaches,” Vera observes, and Scotty asks Cy where he’s going. Cy points out that he’s not the ringleader, and asks why they’re picking on him. “’Cause you knew Grant Bowen,” Scotty replies. Cy admits this is true. Scotty tells Cy that Grant was shot not long after Cy threatened him, and Vera reminds Cy of his promise to take Grant down, then guesses that maybe he did. Cy says that was just card talk, and reminds them that a mugger killed Grant, but Scotty says that a new witness told them it was a guy with a St. Walt’s baseball cap. “Like the one you took right offa Grant’s head,” Vera adds. Cy says he gave Grant’s hat back the same night he took it from him, the same night they became friends. Scotty asks Cy if he recalls where he was when Grant was killed, and Cy says he was playing poker at Skinny’s Tavern, and they should ask Skinny; he’ll tell them. “Will do,” Vera says. Cy continues, saying he never would have hurt the doc, because Grant was his protégé. Scotty doesn’t think Cy seems like the mentor type. Cy says that he tried to teach Grant the game, but Grant was torn between two lovers.
Fancy restaurant. Cy walks in, looking every bit the fish out of water, and takes a seat at the bar. Grant’s at a nearby table with his wife and son, and a few other people. The waiter approaches Grant and hands him the bill, and he slips a credit card into the folder and hands it back to the waiter. He then proposes a toast, to Jason’s future alma mater, Cornell. They clink glasses, and a middle-aged man at the table asks Jason about his shadowing Grant in the ER. Grant says Jason’s surgeon material, but Jason says he likes the ER: people need your help right away, and then you save them. A blonde girl looks across the table adoringly at Jason, as Anne adds that the people are forever grateful, like Mrs. Lee, who brought another angelfish for their aquarium. “’Cause that’s how she thinks of you,” Jason tells Grant, “as her angel.” Cy looks around then just in time to see the waiter approach again. “You sure?” Grant asks. “’Fraid so,” the waiter replies. Anne asks what’s wrong, and Grant says that the credit card isn’t working. She tells him she forgot her purse, so Grant decides to write a check. Small problem: they don’t take checks. Grant suggests that they make an exception, but the waiter refuses. Meanwhile, Cy’s picked up the phone at the bar, and the next thing we know, Grant’s beeper is going off again. Cy looks at Grant pointedly, and Grant says it’s the ER. The other man at the table offers to take the check, but Anne refuses, saying they invited the other family. Grant apologizes as he gets up to leave, saying he’s on call. Jason protests that the one who's name we shall not say’s dad is not paying, and Anne agrees. She says they’ll get to the bottom of this, then gets up herself, telling them to order dessert. Jason looks at the adoring blonde apologetically and we see Cy munching on peanuts as Anne and Grant walk past. She demands to know what’s going on, and Grant brushes it off as a bank snafu. She says that it’s really embarrassing, but he says he has to run. She insists that Grant can’t just walk out on his son’s graduation and stick his girlfriend’s parents with the bill, but Grant argues that it’s work. He insists that it’s the hospital, and he has to go, and then Anne asks the obvious question: why is he on call tonight, anyway? He just offers a mumbled apology and takejavascript:add("","")
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“It was the game or the lady,” Cy proclaims sleazily. “The lady lost.” Scotty asks Cy if she knew what the competition was, and Cy says that, in his experience, wives always know. “I hear you,” Vera says. Yeah, I’ll bet he does.
Squad room. Lilly tells Anne that she did some checking, and Anne got $1.5 million in life insurance after Grant died. She agrees, and Lilly theorizes that it must have come in handy, since they were broke. “If you think I’m some kind of black widow…” Anne begins. Lilly knows there were money problems; Grant was screwing up Anne’s life and humiliating her. Anne protests that Grant was in trouble, but Lilly points out that Anne didn’t mention that. Anne asks what that has to do with him dying, and Lilly says it might have everything to do with it, because maybe Anne did something about it. Anne says she tried to save him. “Any luck?” Lilly asks. “None,” Anne replies.
Bowen home, where we hear “Drive” by The Cars. Anne comes into the kitchen to find Grant digging in her purse. She asks him what he’s doing, and he hems and haws and finally says he’s looking for a pen. Anne asks him if he’s trying to steal from her. Grant proclaims this ridiculous, and Anne agrees, but says that’s what he’s doing. She then informs him that Cornell called today with the news that the tuition check bounced. “Bank snafu,” Grant explains. “Another one?” Anne demands. He thinks it must be, but Anne points out that he’s a doctor and she’s a professor, and yet both of their bank accounts are empty, then asks him what the hell is happening. He finally tells her the truth: he’s been playing poker. “You gambled away our money?” Anne asks in disbelief, but Grant says he’ll win it all back. Grant says that, when he’s at that table, it’s like he’s playing with fate; it’s dangerous and exhilarating. Anne points out that it sounds like Grant’s talking about a drug, but he argues that you can’t get good at a drug. “Do you hear yourself?” she asks. Apparently not, because Grant insists that he’s getting good, really good, and then his beeper goes off again. He says it’s the ER, and Anne’s finally figured out that it isn’t, and it hasn’t been for a long time. He angrily insists that he’ll win it all back. Anne begs him to stop before Jason finds out, and Grant instructs her not to tell him, saying it’s just a temporary problem. Anne argues that Jason’s going to find out when they can’t pay his tuition. “Just trust me,” Grant says, then heads out.
Anne says they’d been married eighteen years, and suddenly, she didn’t know him anymore. Lilly asks if Jason found out; he did, because they couldn’t afford Cornell. Lilly surmises that this must have crushed Jason, and Anne says that Jason had to go to community college and work two jobs, which turned him against Grant forever. I’ll bet it did. Lilly surmises that, when Grant died, he and Jason were estranged, and Anne nods, then says that, at least with the insurance money, Jason got to transfer to Cornell the next year. She proudly says that Jason’s a doctor now, just like he always wanted.
Kitchen, PPD. Vera announces that that witness, Edie, whom Stillman remembers as the ex-junkie, called him. “That’s it…just sayin’,” he says. “Sayin’ what?” Jeffries asks. Vera says he’s saying maybe he’s not totally 100 percent washed up in the dating world. “Because a crack ho called you?” Jeffries asks. Heeeee. “Do you have to say it like that?” Vera asks innocently. Lilly comes in then and tells them that one of Jason’s two jobs was working at the blood bank at St. Walter’s. Stillman asks if that’s relevant, and Lilly tells him that, according to the website, each donor gets juice, a cookie, and a red, heart-shaped sticker. “Like the one at the crime scene,” Jeffries realizes. Vera proclaims this the trifecta, and for a second I think he’s talking about juice, a cookie, and a sticker, but Stillman corrects me: Jason knows the victim, works at the hospital, and has the sticker. Well, okay, I was right on one of three. “And a million and a half reasons to see his dad dead,” Lilly adds.
Park. Scotty sits, watching a guy, who’s pretending to read, but who’s also watching kids. After a while, Scotty gets up and sits down on the bench next to the guy and asks him which one’s his. “None,” is the reply. Scotty then asks the guy if he likes the boys or the girls. “Excuse me?” the guy replies. Scotty says it seems like the guy’s watching the kid in blue pretty close, indicating a dark-haired boy in a blue shirt who’s sitting alone by some of the playground equipment. The guy feigns innocence, but Scotty observes that the boy’s weak, with no friends, and is a good pick. The guy protests that he’s trying to read, but Scotty keeps going, saying the guy would rather have the blonde kid, but that boy’s popular, athletic, and will tell the guy to go pound sand. “I guess you know somethin’ about it,” the guy observes. Hey, wait….DOES he? Is there some sort of dark twisty Scotty back story we don’t know about yet? Scotty doesn’t answer any of these questions, though, just gets up, walks around the back of the bench, and apparently works up a full head of steam while he does so, because the next thing we know, he’s right up in the guy’s face. “I know what you are,” he says. “I make a study out of people like you.” The guy protests that he’s not doing anything, but Scotty argues that he’s thinking about it. “No law against that,” the guy smarms, and this tips Scotty over the edge, and he grabs the guy by the neck. “You’re not gonna read here anymore,” he says in a lethally quiet voice. “You’re gonna walk away right now. And if you come back, I’ll find you, and I’ll wreck you.” Scotty glares at him for a minute, then hauls him to his feet and shoves him away, and the guy runs off, casting wary glances over his shoulder. Yeah, you better run, Park Perv.
Hospital emergency room, where Bonnie Tyler’s “Holding Out For A Hero“ plays, and if it weren’t for the eighties music, I’d think I’d stumbled upon Grey’s Anatomy by mistake, because we’re smack dab in the middle of surgery. A doctor asks for suction, which he gets from one of the people assisting him, and a young man in scrubs watches the monitor nervously. The doctor asks for more suction, then asks the younger guy if he’s okay. The kid nods. “Is he gonna make it, Dad?” he asks. “Just as soon as I finish cross-clamping this aorta,” Dr. Dad responds, then tells his son that the boy’s not much older than he is. The son asks if the patient needs more blood, because he could give, but Dr. Dad implies that that isn’t necessary. He’s just about done when another doctor enters, saying a 55-year-old needs a stent; angioplasty, and Dr. Dad tells his colleagues to close up, and he’ll go see what’s what.
Dr. Dad and his son head into the scrub room, where they scrub out. Dr. Dad asks his son if he talked to Mom, and the son did. He says he’s gone through all her blue books, and Dad asks if she gave out any hints. She didn’t. They’re interrupted then by someone yelling for Grant, and father and son head out into the hallway. Dad, whose name, presumably, is Grant, heads out with his son into the hallway and speaks in rapid-fire medical jargon about the patient, who promptly flatlines. Grant asks for the paddles and shocks the patient’s heart a few times. The other doctor and the son watch the monitor nervously, and finally, there’s a pulse again. Grant sighs with relief, and the others look on proudly. The other doctor tells Grant’s son that his dad’s got the touch; that he doesn’t miss a trick, and raises them from the dead. Grant tells the son not to believe it, claiming that he’s just a glorified electrician, then suggests sending Mr. Lee up to the cath lab. A frantic-looking Asian woman rushes up then, asking the security guard to let her through so she can see her husband. Grant approaches, and she asks him if her husband, Tong Lee, is going to be all right. Grant reassures her that he’s stable now, and she bursts into tears and thanks him, then digs in her purse, saying they can pay, they have cash, but Grant urges her to just think about her husband right now. She hugs him enthusiastically, and the son looks on proudly.
In a dark alley, a barefoot Grant lies dead behind some trash bins with a gunshot wound to the chest.
At PPD, a detective reads a newspaper headline proclaiming “Olympic Agony” as another detective walks by with an evidence box, which he places on the shelf. The box for Grant Bowen is marked closed.
Present Day
Jeffries sits at his desk playing with…is that…origami? My, but the boredom must be catching up to him. “Is that a squirrel?” Vera asks as he walks by. “Japanese crane,” Jeffries corrects. Oh, my word, It IS origami. “Looks like a squirrel,” Vera remarks, before being summoned into Stillman’s office. Once there, Stillman introduces Vera to David Cage, and Vera asks Cage if he’s the new ADA that replaced Danner. Cage says he is, but he’s trying to live that down. He says he’s here to mend fences, then introduces the African-American woman standing next to him as Edwina Davis, who just came forward with new information. Stillman explains that Edwina witnessed the murder of Dr. Grant Bowen back in 1984. Edwina tells Vera she can call him Edie, and he agrees. She sits down and tells him that she was on the streets back then, scared of cops, but all that’s changed, and she’s making amends. Vera encourages her to tell them what she saw, and she tells him that the man who got shot, the doctor, was walking and talking to a white guy. Cage points out then that the guy who was arrested for the crime was black, and Stillman adds that the man was homeless, with a history of mental illness. Vera asks Edie if she saw this white guy shoot the doc. “Right in the heart,” she replies. Stillman asks if she heard anything they were saying, and she didn’t, but thinks that the shooter might have been another doctor. Vera asks why, and Edie says the guy had a cap with the hospital logo on it. “You know, with the hands?” she adds. Stillman asks Edie if there’s anything else she can remember, and there isn’t, but she then looks flirtatiously at Vera and tells him she could use a soda. Vera glances at Stillman, then tells Edie to come with him. “So?” Cage asks after they leave. Stillman says it’s good new direction, and Cage replies that, like he said, he’s trying to reach out. Looking out at Jeffries, who’s still playing with his crane, Stillman says that, if they take this job, he’d like to get his detective off desk duty. “The one who clocked Danner,” Cage reminds Stillman, then says it’s up to his boss to drop those charges. Stillman points out that Cage putting a good word in couldn’t hurt, and Cage admits that that’s true; he could make a call. “Could?” Stillman asks. “Will,” Cage replies with a smile. Well, I like him already.
Credits
Exterior, PPD, where Kat’s arguing with someone. “Just don’t take her there,” she says. The woman she’s arguing with insists that “he’s harmless,” but Kat implores her to “just take her to the library instead.” The woman accuses Kat of spending too much time with criminals and thinking everyone’s doing wrong, and Kat rolls her eyes. Scotty comes up then and greets Kat, and the woman pointedly says hello to Scotty. Rolling her eyes again, Kat introduces him to her mom, Dina, and her daughter, Veronica. “The ballerina, right?” Scotty asks with an adorable smile. But Veronica doesn’t seem interested in ballet, merely in whether or not Scotty has a gun like her mom. Wow. Scotty says he does, and Kat interrupts their repartee, insisting that her mother take Veronica to the library. “See you tonight,” Dina says, sounding slightly annoyed, and Kat walks off in the opposite direction with Scotty. “Family drama?” he asks, and Kat explains that there’s this guy in Findlay Park where Veronica likes to play. Scotty asks her if he’s up to something, and Kat says she doesn’t know; he just sits there, reading. Scotty surmises that Kat doesn’t like how the guy looks, and she shakes her head and points out that the guy doesn’t have a kid there, and it just bothers her. Scotty asks if she wants him to check the guy out. “You mind?” she asks. He doesn’t. Hmmm…I’m not getting a real warm fuzzy feeling about this, exactly.
Evidence warehouse. Lilly’s recapping the case for us: Grant Bowen, 40, an ER doc at St. Walter’s. Stillman says that the theory in ’84 was a mugging gone wrong; he was killed on his way home after his shift. Vera points out that St. Walter’s is in a rough part of town, and Lilly continues, saying Grant was shot with a .38. The slug was recovered, she says, but the weapon was never found. Stillman says that the homeless guy they arrested was found with the doctor’s shoes, but Vera points out that he could have taken them after Grant was killed. Lilly says that the jury didn’t think so; the guy was convicted and died in jail two months later. Stillman says that the only physical evidence was a red, heart-shaped sticker found by the doctor’s body. Vera thinks it might be a Valentine’s heart, but Lilly points out that the murder was in August, not February. Stillman says that, according to one witness, the doctor was chatting it up with the doer. “Who had a hospital baseball cap,” Vera remembers. Lilly thinks it’s something personal, and Stillman says that Jeffries is on his way to Drexel to interview the widow, who’s an English professor there. All right! No more origami squirrels for Jeffries! Stillman says Lilly can catch up with him if she hurries. Smiling, Lilly realizes that Jeffries is off desk duty, and Vera tells her that Stillman brokered a deal. “I had to,” Stillman replies, “the man was playing with a flying squirrel.” Heeee.
Drexel University campus. Mrs. Bowen tells Lil and Jeffries that she met Grant when he was a resident: she broke her ankle ice-skating, and he put on the cast. “And the rest is history?” Lilly asks. Mrs. Bowen laughs and talks about how they were such opposites: she comes from a family of academics, while Grant was a steelworker’s son. Lilly remarks that Grant made good, becoming a doctor, and Mrs. Bowen says he could have worked anywhere, but he wanted to give back, so that’s why St. Walter’s. Jeffries informs Mrs. Bowen, whose first name is Anne, that they have new information indicating that Grant might have been shot by someone he knew. Lilly adds that it was a white guy, possibly from the hospital. “Oh, my God,” she says. Jeffries asks her if she knows anyone who fits that description who might have wanted to hurt Grant. She says it may be another doctor in the ER. Lilly asks his name, and it’s Seth Garvey. “They didn’t get along?” Jeffries asks. She says they did, but Seth envied Grant. “Professionally,” Lilly guesses, but that’s just the beginning. Anne says they were at a medical convention in Atlantic City eight months before Grant died.
Hotel, Atlantic City, where Eddie Money’s “Think I’m In Love” plays. Anne laughs as cards are dealt and Grant gathers up poker chips. “Here comes the river,” the other doctor, Seth, announces, and Anne asks what that is. Seth explains that it’s the last common card dealt, and it’s called the river because your hand’s fate depends on it. Anne comments that this is very existential, and Seth says he loves that. The card must be good to Grant, because he celebrates, and Seth swears. Grant gloats that fate is with him, and Anne announces that she’s in the middle of a great book about Sir Francis Bacon, so she’s going up to their room, then asks Grant if he’s coming. Grant says he’ll be another half an hour, then kisses her. Seth comments that Grant’s got beginner’s luck like he’s never seen, and Grant says that, like his father used to say, it’s better to be lucky than smart. Anne kisses Grant again and bids the boys adios, and Seth volunteers to walk her up, saying that there are a lot of shady characters about; podiatrists and the like. As they walk toward the elevator, Seth comments that he’s never heard Grant mention his dad before. Anne says that he usually doesn’t, and Seth asks why that is. Anne says it’s because he’s a drunk and a deadbeat, and Seth sarcastically praises Grant for being perfect, then guesses that he’s overcompensating. Anne says that Grant’s not perfect, but almost. Seth sarcastically comments that Grant must be fun to live with, and she gives him a strange look, which he fails to pick up on. “So,” he asks, “where to?” “What?” Anne asks, and Seth starts quoting Henry VI. “She is beautiful, therefore, to be wooed. She is a woman, therefore, to be won.” Anne asks Seth if he’s hitting on her, and I have to admit that, if he is, Shakespeare is, at least, a somewhat unique way of doing it. He says he is, and she orders him not to. She’s saved by the bell then, as the elevator dings and she gets on.
Lilly asks Anne if Seth took the hint and stayed away, and Anne says he asked her to marry him a few months after Grant died. Well, that sounds like a no to me, and Jeffries agrees.
PPD, kitchen. “Kinda had the fever for Anne Bowen, huh, Dr. Garvey?” Scotty asks, and Seth says there was no “kinda” about it. Kat asks if it mattered that she was married to a fellow doctor. Seth says he’s not proud of it, but it happened; the heart is a lonely hunter, he says. Scotty asks Seth if he was lonely enough to try and get rid of Grant, and Seth’s taken aback, saying that was out of left field. Kat tells him they have a new angle on his murder: he was shot by someone he knew, from their hospital. Seth asks if they think he killed Grant so he could be with Anne. “Did you?” Kat asks, and Seth laughs and proclaims that crazy. Scotty’s not laughing. “Not really,” he replies. “Happens all the time.” Seth admits to being jealous of Grant, since he was one of those guys that had it all, but then, he says, Grant started falling apart. Kat asks what was going on, and Seth says Grant’s past was catching up to him, specifically his genetic past: like his dad, Grant was an addict. “Drugs?” Kat asks. “Cards,” Seth corrects, saying Grant got the bug in Atlantic City, and then they went to a local game near the hospital.
Poker game. As Billy Idol serenades us with “Rebel Yell,” we see Grant’s hand, a la World Series of Poker, and he has a pair of twos. He proclaims this his last hand, and Seth points out that Grant said that two hours ago. Grant thinks he could get lucky this time. “You said that two hours ago, too,” a guy with a mustache replies, provoking general laughter. Grant’s pager beeps. “Crap,” he says as he sees the number, then asks a fat guy with a cigar if he can make a call. The guy points to the phone, and Grant heads over. Mustache Guy asks Grant if he’s got a lie cooked up: car trouble, friend in need, and Seth suggests that Grant just go home to her. Mustache Guy has just the lie for Grant: considering that he’s a doctor, he should go with a pileup on the expressway, with a lot of casualties. Grant has the decency to look guilty for a second, then dials the phone. He apologizes, then says he might need another half an hour. He then goes on about how buCy it’s been down there, and feeds Anne the “pileup on the expressway” story, then amends his time estimate to maybe an hour as Mustache Guy smiles proudly. “That’s the spirit,” he congratulates Grant as Grant returns to the table. Grant looks at his pair of twos again, then goes all in. Now, I’m no poker expert, but I’m not sure how smart that is. Mustache Guy seems to feel the same, as he points out that that’s a lot of money and asks Grant if he’s sure about that. “Nothing’s sure,” Grant replies. “That’s what’s so great.” He then pulls his ballcap, which has the hospital’s logo on it, I can’t help but notice, down over his eyes. Mustache Guy pulls off Grant’s cap and asks if he’s bluffing. Grant replies with a really good poker face, and we see that Mustache Guy’s got a pair of aces. He thinks for a minute, then puts in his rather meager pile of chips. Grant points out that this doesn’t cover it, and Mustache Guy decides to throw in his wedding ring. Grant asks to see the river, and the dealer lays down the cards: a jack and a two. Mustache Guy chuckles triumphantly. “Showtime, Doc,” he announces, and shows his cards. “Pair of bullets,” he proclaims. Grant smiles slightly, then turns his cards over, and I’m guessing that three twos beat a pair of aces, because Mustache Guy looks dumbfounded and Seth smiles slightly. “You bet everything on a stinkin’ pair of twos?” Mustache Guy asks incredulously, then calls Grant a louCy river rat. Grant says he knew his luck was turning, and Mustache Guy angrily tells Grant that he’s going down.
Scotty asks Mustache Guy’s real name, and we learn that it’s Cy Tisdale, a guy who hung around the hospital getting paid to be in medical trials. Eek. Kat asks Seth if Cy was dangerous, and Seth says he had a pretty shady existence as a degenerate gambler. Kat realizes that this takes money. “Money a rich doc like Grant had, and Cy needed,” Scotty concludes.
Skeevy-looking hotel. Cy’s still playing cards, showing his hand and tossing it to the table in disgust, proclaiming it an Anna Kournikova. Vera, who’s just walked in with Scotty, asks him what that is. “Ace-King,” Cy explains, “looks good, but never wins.” Heh. Cy asks them if they want in, but Scotty just clears his throat and shows his badge. The card players instantly scatter. “Like a bunch of roaches,” Vera observes, and Scotty asks Cy where he’s going. Cy points out that he’s not the ringleader, and asks why they’re picking on him. “’Cause you knew Grant Bowen,” Scotty replies. Cy admits this is true. Scotty tells Cy that Grant was shot not long after Cy threatened him, and Vera reminds Cy of his promise to take Grant down, then guesses that maybe he did. Cy says that was just card talk, and reminds them that a mugger killed Grant, but Scotty says that a new witness told them it was a guy with a St. Walt’s baseball cap. “Like the one you took right offa Grant’s head,” Vera adds. Cy says he gave Grant’s hat back the same night he took it from him, the same night they became friends. Scotty asks Cy if he recalls where he was when Grant was killed, and Cy says he was playing poker at Skinny’s Tavern, and they should ask Skinny; he’ll tell them. “Will do,” Vera says. Cy continues, saying he never would have hurt the doc, because Grant was his protégé. Scotty doesn’t think Cy seems like the mentor type. Cy says that he tried to teach Grant the game, but Grant was torn between two lovers.
Fancy restaurant. Cy walks in, looking every bit the fish out of water, and takes a seat at the bar. Grant’s at a nearby table with his wife and son, and a few other people. The waiter approaches Grant and hands him the bill, and he slips a credit card into the folder and hands it back to the waiter. He then proposes a toast, to Jason’s future alma mater, Cornell. They clink glasses, and a middle-aged man at the table asks Jason about his shadowing Grant in the ER. Grant says Jason’s surgeon material, but Jason says he likes the ER: people need your help right away, and then you save them. A blonde girl looks across the table adoringly at Jason, as Anne adds that the people are forever grateful, like Mrs. Lee, who brought another angelfish for their aquarium. “’Cause that’s how she thinks of you,” Jason tells Grant, “as her angel.” Cy looks around then just in time to see the waiter approach again. “You sure?” Grant asks. “’Fraid so,” the waiter replies. Anne asks what’s wrong, and Grant says that the credit card isn’t working. She tells him she forgot her purse, so Grant decides to write a check. Small problem: they don’t take checks. Grant suggests that they make an exception, but the waiter refuses. Meanwhile, Cy’s picked up the phone at the bar, and the next thing we know, Grant’s beeper is going off again. Cy looks at Grant pointedly, and Grant says it’s the ER. The other man at the table offers to take the check, but Anne refuses, saying they invited the other family. Grant apologizes as he gets up to leave, saying he’s on call. Jason protests that the one who's name we shall not say’s dad is not paying, and Anne agrees. She says they’ll get to the bottom of this, then gets up herself, telling them to order dessert. Jason looks at the adoring blonde apologetically and we see Cy munching on peanuts as Anne and Grant walk past. She demands to know what’s going on, and Grant brushes it off as a bank snafu. She says that it’s really embarrassing, but he says he has to run. She insists that Grant can’t just walk out on his son’s graduation and stick his girlfriend’s parents with the bill, but Grant argues that it’s work. He insists that it’s the hospital, and he has to go, and then Anne asks the obvious question: why is he on call tonight, anyway? He just offers a mumbled apology and takejavascript:add("","")
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“It was the game or the lady,” Cy proclaims sleazily. “The lady lost.” Scotty asks Cy if she knew what the competition was, and Cy says that, in his experience, wives always know. “I hear you,” Vera says. Yeah, I’ll bet he does.
Squad room. Lilly tells Anne that she did some checking, and Anne got $1.5 million in life insurance after Grant died. She agrees, and Lilly theorizes that it must have come in handy, since they were broke. “If you think I’m some kind of black widow…” Anne begins. Lilly knows there were money problems; Grant was screwing up Anne’s life and humiliating her. Anne protests that Grant was in trouble, but Lilly points out that Anne didn’t mention that. Anne asks what that has to do with him dying, and Lilly says it might have everything to do with it, because maybe Anne did something about it. Anne says she tried to save him. “Any luck?” Lilly asks. “None,” Anne replies.
Bowen home, where we hear “Drive” by The Cars. Anne comes into the kitchen to find Grant digging in her purse. She asks him what he’s doing, and he hems and haws and finally says he’s looking for a pen. Anne asks him if he’s trying to steal from her. Grant proclaims this ridiculous, and Anne agrees, but says that’s what he’s doing. She then informs him that Cornell called today with the news that the tuition check bounced. “Bank snafu,” Grant explains. “Another one?” Anne demands. He thinks it must be, but Anne points out that he’s a doctor and she’s a professor, and yet both of their bank accounts are empty, then asks him what the hell is happening. He finally tells her the truth: he’s been playing poker. “You gambled away our money?” Anne asks in disbelief, but Grant says he’ll win it all back. Grant says that, when he’s at that table, it’s like he’s playing with fate; it’s dangerous and exhilarating. Anne points out that it sounds like Grant’s talking about a drug, but he argues that you can’t get good at a drug. “Do you hear yourself?” she asks. Apparently not, because Grant insists that he’s getting good, really good, and then his beeper goes off again. He says it’s the ER, and Anne’s finally figured out that it isn’t, and it hasn’t been for a long time. He angrily insists that he’ll win it all back. Anne begs him to stop before Jason finds out, and Grant instructs her not to tell him, saying it’s just a temporary problem. Anne argues that Jason’s going to find out when they can’t pay his tuition. “Just trust me,” Grant says, then heads out.
Anne says they’d been married eighteen years, and suddenly, she didn’t know him anymore. Lilly asks if Jason found out; he did, because they couldn’t afford Cornell. Lilly surmises that this must have crushed Jason, and Anne says that Jason had to go to community college and work two jobs, which turned him against Grant forever. I’ll bet it did. Lilly surmises that, when Grant died, he and Jason were estranged, and Anne nods, then says that, at least with the insurance money, Jason got to transfer to Cornell the next year. She proudly says that Jason’s a doctor now, just like he always wanted.
Kitchen, PPD. Vera announces that that witness, Edie, whom Stillman remembers as the ex-junkie, called him. “That’s it…just sayin’,” he says. “Sayin’ what?” Jeffries asks. Vera says he’s saying maybe he’s not totally 100 percent washed up in the dating world. “Because a crack ho called you?” Jeffries asks. Heeeee. “Do you have to say it like that?” Vera asks innocently. Lilly comes in then and tells them that one of Jason’s two jobs was working at the blood bank at St. Walter’s. Stillman asks if that’s relevant, and Lilly tells him that, according to the website, each donor gets juice, a cookie, and a red, heart-shaped sticker. “Like the one at the crime scene,” Jeffries realizes. Vera proclaims this the trifecta, and for a second I think he’s talking about juice, a cookie, and a sticker, but Stillman corrects me: Jason knows the victim, works at the hospital, and has the sticker. Well, okay, I was right on one of three. “And a million and a half reasons to see his dad dead,” Lilly adds.
Park. Scotty sits, watching a guy, who’s pretending to read, but who’s also watching kids. After a while, Scotty gets up and sits down on the bench next to the guy and asks him which one’s his. “None,” is the reply. Scotty then asks the guy if he likes the boys or the girls. “Excuse me?” the guy replies. Scotty says it seems like the guy’s watching the kid in blue pretty close, indicating a dark-haired boy in a blue shirt who’s sitting alone by some of the playground equipment. The guy feigns innocence, but Scotty observes that the boy’s weak, with no friends, and is a good pick. The guy protests that he’s trying to read, but Scotty keeps going, saying the guy would rather have the blonde kid, but that boy’s popular, athletic, and will tell the guy to go pound sand. “I guess you know somethin’ about it,” the guy observes. Hey, wait….DOES he? Is there some sort of dark twisty Scotty back story we don’t know about yet? Scotty doesn’t answer any of these questions, though, just gets up, walks around the back of the bench, and apparently works up a full head of steam while he does so, because the next thing we know, he’s right up in the guy’s face. “I know what you are,” he says. “I make a study out of people like you.” The guy protests that he’s not doing anything, but Scotty argues that he’s thinking about it. “No law against that,” the guy smarms, and this tips Scotty over the edge, and he grabs the guy by the neck. “You’re not gonna read here anymore,” he says in a lethally quiet voice. “You’re gonna walk away right now. And if you come back, I’ll find you, and I’ll wreck you.” Scotty glares at him for a minute, then hauls him to his feet and shoves him away, and the guy runs off, casting wary glances over his shoulder. Yeah, you better run, Park Perv.
