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[Ellen and Chris are going over some charts at the Nurses' Station when Matt wheels up.] Matt: Dr. Burgess. I followed up on your suggestion. Here's that report. [He hands Ellen a file.] Ellen [opening the file]: How nice to see you doing your job. Matt: We aim to please. [Ellen sees that Matt has clipped a note to the file. It reads: "I want to make love to you right now."] Matt: Do you agree? Ellen: I see you believe in handling the situation aggressively. Matt: Well, I wouldn't say aggressive, but I am very thorough. I think we should move quickly with my recommendations. Ellen: How many treatment do you think will be necessary? Matt: Several times a day, until the condition clears up. [Chris is looking back and forth between Ellen and Matt in total confusion.] Ellen: Well, you always come up with creative approaches. I'm sure this won't be any different. Matt: Umm . . . perhaps I can show you some ideas I have at a later date. Ellen: I look forward to it. [She gives Matt a little smile and leaves.] Chris: Hey, Matt, If you need a hand revising that report, I'd be happy to help you. Matt: Oh, thanks, Chris, I've got it covered. Chris: Hey, what'd you do? Burgess has been riding you all day. Matt: Just lucky, I guess. [Later, Matt and Eve are in the Interns' Lounge when Ellen walks in.] Ellen: After our earlier discussion, I expected more from you, Dr. Harmon. Matt: I detect a hint of dissatisfaction in your voice. Ellen [folding her arms]: I would prefer to discuss it in private. Eve [picking up her files and standing up]: That sounds like my cue. Matt: Uh, Eve, no. If Dr. Burgess has something to say, she can say it in front of you. Ellen: My policy is not to discuss one intern's performance in front of another. Eve: That sounds good to me. Bye-bye. [She leaves.] Matt: Is this about Sylvia Ochoa again? Ellen: This is about another one of your patients. Matt: Oh, yeah? Ellen: Doctor . . . Matt: Yeah. Ellen: I'm in need . . . Matt: Umm-hmm . . . Ellen [moving in to kiss him]: Of some T.L.C. [They kiss, then break, smiling.] Ellen [sitting back down at the table]: You know what, you better not ever, ever pull any more stunts like you did with that report. What if Chris Ramsey had asked to see it? Matt: Well, he asked me if I needed help, but I said I could handle it. Ellen: Oh, Matt! What if that had been Alan Quartermaine, or Gail Baldwin, or any other doctor whose curiosity we couldn't rush off? Matt: I . . . uh . . . would have eaten the evidence. Ellen: Oh! Promise that you will never pass notes in class. [She crosses her heart with her finger.] Swear. Matt: Only on one condition. Ellen: What? Matt: My apartment after work. Matt: I know. [They kiss.] (Submitted by Rena)
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