Snakehead

Mac is entering the Crimplex in her car. Pete is fixing the training wheels on a small pink bike as Danni approaches him.
Danni: You thinking of joining the circus, Church?
Pete: Ha de ha ha. It’s not for me.
Danni: No kidding. Who’s the lucky bear?
Pete: Its Jesse’s birthday. Any more questions?
Danni: Pretty fond of that kid, aren’t ya?
Pete: Yeah, well its easier when it’s someone else’s.
(Mac approaches)
Mac: You really should consider a larger frame, Pete.
Pete: Arrr yeah. Don’t you start. How’s things 'hotting up' with HQ?
Mac: What do you mean?
Pete: Hollister – with the homicide. Bet he’s sweating on that gear.
Mac: Oh, we didn’t discuss it.

Bill and Mac meet for lunch at a beach.
Bill: I got ham and Swiss, ok?
Mac: Yeah, great. (Pauses nervously)
Oh, this one’s yours, sorry. (Hands him a cup).
Bill: Thank you. (Another pause) Nice to get out of the office, hmm?
Mac: (approvingly) hmmm! (Pause as they walk towards steps leading onto beach)
Bill: I don’t… I don’t want you to think what we did was a mistake.
Mac: I don’t. I don’t. Its…its just that…well it just happened, didn’t it?
Bill: Good.
Mac: You know, it wasn’t something I planned on.
Bill: No, neither had I. (Both sit down on steps)
Bill: Well that’s not entirely true... I have thought about it.
Mac: (amused) Really?
Bill: Quite a lot actually.
Mac: (Laughs) What, since when?
Bill: Oh, um…only since the day we met.
Mac: Bill, you were married.
Bill: Unhappily. A lots changed since.
Mac: I had no idea you were interested.
Bill: Who wouldn’t be? You are extraordinary. (Pause) Anyway, I don’t want it to effect our friendship – that’s important.
Mac: Oh, nor do I…nor do I.
Bill: But I would still like us to keep seeing each other…but I sense your ambivalence.
Mac: I’m not ambivalent. (Pause) I’m. I’m just getting use to the idea.
Bill: Yeah, ok. I don’t want to crowd you. I’ll leave things up to you. I have no
expectations –
Mac: Bill. You are amazingly considerate.
Bill: I am, aren’t I?

Danni: Did I mention my phobia about hospitals?
Mac: About 100 times.
Danni: I don’t know about you, Mac, but I can’t do it in the bedpan!
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Danni: (reading hospital menu out loud) Rice custard…. Jelly trifle…(pauses) Fruit
Clarfutus? (Gives a puzzled look to the Romanian girl.) Gee, I wonder what that is...
Sounds like some venereal disease.
(Romanian girl smiles)
Danni: HA! A reaction! At last!

Oscar: Hey, you know I can press more now than I could before the shooting. (Angie laughs nervously)
Mac: Really?
Oscar: Yeah! I'm ready to get back into it. (Places his hands on Angie's shoulders as he walks by) Rearing to go.
Mac: (Turning to Angie) I might just have a word. (Walks past Angie and head's over to where Oscar is standing near the lockers)
Mac: Oscar! You are on rehab leave and as much as we all love you, you're not even meant to be here.
Oscar: Yeah well, look I wanted to talk to you about that...It's like I said, I'm feeling great. I think I'm ready to come back.
Mac: You're ready when your psyche and medical evaluations say you are.
Oscar: Oh come on, Mac. Didn't you hear what I said, I said I can press more...
Mac: Yeah, yeah I heard the sales pitch. I can't even put you on light duties until you've had medical clearance.
Oscar: I am going stir crazy at home. I want to work!
Mac: I'm sympathetic, but you know what the regulations are, ok! GO HOME!

Mac exits the room leaving a shocked looking Oscar.

Oscar: Hey guys! Did you miss me (Angie laughs giving him a firm hug)
Angie: Oh, hardly noticed you were gone. Did we, Mac?
Mac: How are you?
Oscar: Well I'm feeling great. Never better in fact. It's amazing what being shot can do for you...(Mac and Angie stair back at him in disbelief. Mac chuckles nervously) Just kidding.