(Carol walks into the locker)
Carol: Whooo! Hey! I hope that's not all you're wearing! It's gotta be 10 below out there! (takes off her hat)
(Doug laughs)
Carol: What?
Doug: How do you hide all that hair into that hat? Must be the eighth wonder of the world.
Carol: Yeah, well you laugh away Elvis.
(Doug chuckles)
Carol: I can't believe they give me the coldest day of the year to do my paramedic ride-along.
Doug: I'm gonna go regrout the tub. Then I'm gonna watch daytime TV. Springer's doing a special on teens impregnated by transvestites...
Carol: Get outta here.
Doug: (smiles) Alright, Deerbourn and Clark, five o'clock? (kisses Carol)
Carol: I wrote it down. You know, I really hate surprises so I'd like for you to tell me what it is.
Doug: I can't cause I really love surprises.
Carol: Ok. Then Deerbourn and Clark at five o'clock.
Doug: Ok. Hey!
Carol: Hmmm?
Doug: (looks around) Say it.
Carol: (whispering) Say what?
Doug: You know, what I always say first. You say it.
Carol: (smiling) I love you.
Doug: (smiling) Sounds good to me. (kisses Carol as she puts her arms around him)

(Mark is sitting at the bar at Doc Magoo's)
Doug: Hey. Can I get a decaf? (sits down beside Mark)
Mark: Decaf? It's 7:30 in the morning.
Doug: I've been so jumpy the last couple of days if I get any caffeine I'm gonna blow an aneurism.
Mark: (chuckles) That's a lovely thought.
Doug: Can't we sit somewhere else?
Mark: Smoking section.
Doug: Oh, fell off the gum wagon, did ya?
Mark: Ah, don't start.
Doug: Wouldn't dream of it. (looks around)
Mark: What's up? You're making me nervous.
Doug: This. (takes a small box out of his pocket)
Mark: Awwww, you shouldn't have.
Doug: Open it up. Open that up.
Mark: (opens the box and reveals two wedding rings) When did you guys pick these out?
Doug: We didn't. I'm gonna surprise her. I told her to meet me downtown this afternoon and then she and I are gonna go to the clerk's office to get our marriage liscense.
Mark: Whoah. That is a surprise.
Doug: I just wanna show her I'm serious.
Mark: Sounds like a big night.
Doug: And then, I'm gonna get ah, a limo and we're going to the Ironhead Lodge in Dundee and then at one minute after midnight the Justice Of Peace is gonna perform the ceremony.
Mark: That sounds great.
Doug: Yeah, alright, now what would make it perfect is if you would agree to be the best man.
Mark: You think you have to ask?
Doug: Yeah?
Mark: Yeah, sure! I'd be honored! (they hug)
Doug: (laughing) Oh man, I can't believe this. Every other woman I've went out with, it was just-- I knew it was wrong. Now, I'm gonna spend the rest of my life with her. I, um, I'm talking like an idiot here.
Mark: You're acting like someone who's gonna be a husband tomorrow morning.
Doug: A husband, can you imagine that? (they laugh)

(Doug hangs up the phone as Carol walks in the house)
Doug: I've been waiting for you all night. (very serious)
Carol: I'm sorry. I got wrapped up. I called here but you weren't home.
Doug: I was at the corner of Deerbourn and Clark.
Carol: Right.
Doug: I called the hospital, the firehouse; they both said that you and the 57 came back on time.
Carol: Yeah, I was talking to Greg Powell. It was um, the paramedic on my ride-along. It was a really hard day for both of us and um, it's just one of those things where you talk to someone you hardly even know and you start telling them things.
Doug: Mmm. Talking to him all night?
Carol: We got coffee, then we talked. Since then I've been walking.
Doug: In this cold?
Carol: I needed to think.
Doug: About what?
Carol: (looks at him and starts to cry a little) About you and me, the engagement, the vows, the rings, and uh, (sniffles) I think we're rushing into this. I don't think we're ready.
Doug: I'm ready. And you're not?
Carol: When I was talking to Greg Powell, it got intense and um.....I kissed him.
Doug: *sigh*
Carol: It didn't go any further than that.
Doug: (looks hurt) Mmm hmm.
Carol: It was just one of those moments, you know.
Doug: Mmm hmm. (walks away from Carol and gets his coat) Okay that's good. (avoids eye contact) I just wanted to make sure that you were safe and sound.
Carol: (crying) Doug! I am so sorry!
Doug: Yep, me too. (walks out; slamming the door)
(Doug leaves Carol crying silently)

(showing new parents how to wrap their baby in a blanket)
Carol: ...You fold under... You fold up... Then you fold over. Now you try.
(Doug is standing in the doorway, smiling a little)
Mother: (trying to wrap the baby) Like that?
Carol: Yeah, you're doing great!
Doug: (walks over to meet Carol) Looks like they're doing great.
Carol: Yeah, then why is it so hard for us? (smile)
Doug: I don't know. (rests his forehead against Carols) I didn't mean to push...(pauses and looks at the ground) Take all the time you need. I'll wait.
(Doug kisses Carols forehead and walks away)

(Inside an elevator with a critical patient) Carol: What's that?
Doug: The fire alarm. (starts pressing buttons)
(Elevator shakes)
Carol: Whoah! I lost the bag!
Doug: I got it, I got it.
Carol: Can you stabalize the tube?
Doug: I got it.
Carol: What did you push?
Doug: Nothing, I... (banging outside)
Carol: What the hell's going on?
Doug: It's elevator recall. We're going down to the lobby. It happens during emergencies.
Carol: Sophie, you okay?
(Sophie gives the okay sign)
(elevator shakes and the lights go out; emergency lights come on)
Carol: Why'd we stop?
Doug: I don't know. How's her oxygen?
Carol: She's got two thirds of a tank, twenty minutes left.
Doug: Ahhh, look at this...look...look at that (turns on the emergency alarm)
Carol: Think they'll hear that?
Doug: Yeah, they'll hear that.

(still inside the elevator)
Doug: Now Sophie, we're gonna go on a little adventure and you're gonna be fine. You'll have a lot of cool stories to tell your friends about.
Carol: Multifocal P.V.C 's...
Doug: Pottasium's too high. Let's push an amp of Bicarcb. Buy us a little time. We've gotta run a seven. Let's hurry up. (hands Carol a syringe) Here take it. Bicarb. She'll be going into V-Tach.
Carol: We don't have any.
Doug: Did you check the box? You can't treat hyperkalimia without...without Bicarb.
Carol: It wasn't my idea to mover her like this!
Doug: Look--It's not--(frustrated)
Carol: It's ok. It's ok Sophie.
Doug: Alright, what do we have in there? (starts digging through a first aid kit)
Carol: Alright, we got uh, epi, atropine, how 'bout lydocaine?
Doug: Alright I'll take lydocaine. A-a 50 miligram bolus, and 5 every five mintes. How's the oxygen?
Carol: 10 minutes.
Doug: You're gonna be fine. (stroking Sophie's hair)

(Doug's trying to pry open the elevator doors)
Carol: Aren't there two sets of doors?
Doug: Get your body in here when I get it open. (struggling)
Carol: Doug, I can't I..gotta bag-
Doug: Reach in! Get your body in here. Right there!
Carol: Alright.
Doug: Watch your knee. Go.
Carol: I got it.
Doug: Hang on. We're about two and a half feet short of the floor.
Carol: Doug!
Doug: There's gotta be a latch here somewhere.
Carol: Doug come down from there, what if it starts to move?!
Doug: Well, then you won't have to worry about commitment.
Carol: I'm serious Doug!
Doug: I got it. Right there.
Carol: Ow.
Doug: Give me the other pole.
(an alarm starts to beep)
Doug: What's up?
Carol: Oh man. It's not the EKG. It's her pulse ox! The O2 Sat's down to 89! Oh god Sophie! Sophie! (tries to wake her up)
Doug: I got it.
Carol: She's unresponsive!
(someone starts to bang on the doors)
Man: Anybody in here?!
Doug: Hey, we got a little girl in here! (to Carol) Hold on-get that, right there. (to the people outside) We need oxygen!
Carol: Get us outta here!
Doug: We don't have time! Let's go! You got it?
Carol: Yeah.
Doug: Hold on.
Carol: Doug, it's not gonna go any further than that!
Doug: Get your fingers in. Hang on.
Carol: Ow!
Doug: You okay?
Carol: Yeah yeah.
Doug: Okay hang on. Hold it. Hold it right there. Try this. (trying to seperate the doors)
Carol: It's not gonna open.
Doug: It's gonna open! Guys get your hands in here!
(repair men help Doug to pry the doors open)
Doug: Alright guys...one, two , three! (they get it open)
Carol: She needs oxygen!
Woman: Got it got it.
Doug: Hook her up. Go.

Doug: Carol? Hey. We should get pharmacy to restock the drug box.
Carol: Sure.
Doug: So are you still mad at me about this morning?
Carol: I was mad?
Doug: You accused me of spying on you.
Carol: I never said that.
Doug: Well, that's what you meant.
Carol: No. I was annoyed. You don't need to check up on me.
Doug: I wasn't. I just wanted to see you last night. (smiles)
Carol: Me too.
(Doug pushes the elevator button)
Doug: So we shouldn't let that happen too often should we?
Carol: Well, I actually think that we should let that happen at all, but...(smiling, as they get in the elevator)
Doug: Here goes nothing. (doors close)

Carter: You gotta get him clean.
Malik: You know where the showers are.
Carter: Dr. Green?
Mark: Carol?
Carol: Malik?
Malik:

Doug: You know, sometimes working with kids is great, and sometimes it really sucks.
Mark: Yeah.

Kerry: Shouldn't you be at the podium by now?
Mark: Wait, do you present today?
Doug: Yeah.
Carol: C'mon Doug, let's go.
Mark: Wait wait wait a minute. You use my computer all night, you don't tell me what it is but the girlfriend get's to go?
Carol: Well, he needs somebody to hold his cue cards. (smiles)
(Doug chuckles a little)
Chuny: Can somebody see this colicky baby? The mother's driving me nuts.
Doug: Oooooh I'll take that! (reaches for the chart)
Kerry: No no no no. I'll take it. I wouldn't want you to be late.
Doug: Call me if you need a second opinion!
(Carol takes his hand and practically drags him out)

Kerry: I am capable of treating children.
Doug: Apparently not.

Doug: No, it's not about you, it'll all about me, Kerry, I'm the screw-up!

Mark: Well listen, if you still want to talk maybe we can catch the Bulls/Cavaleres game tonight at Magees. We haven't been out on the town together in awhile.
Doug: Sure, maybe.
Mark: You can check with Carol.
Doug: (with a defiant look) I don't to ask her permission...

Doug: (walks over a puddle of blood) Reminds me of Carrie; the movie not the attending.
Carol: (laughs a little) You're funny.
Doug: (chuckles)
Carol: Speaking of movies, can we go to the 7:00, I don't think I'm gonna make it to the 9:20.
Doug: I thought that was tomorrow night?
Carol: I thought you said tonight, why?
Doug: Uh, well, no, I just told Mark that we'd watch the Bulls game.
Carol: Well, it's a good time to tell him your decision.
Doug: We can watch the game anytime.
Carol: I think you should go see Mark.
Doug: (chuckles)

Elizabeth: Carol! Anna! You two have plans this evening?
Carol: You know I did...and then I didn't...and now I don't know anymore.

(Carol walks over to Doug and Mark)
Carol: Uh, I don't know what you two are doing, but I have plans this evening...so have fun. (Walks away)
Mark: Together again.
Doug: (chuckles)

Elizabeth: You, Carol, have something I really envy.
Carol: ...What?
Elizabeth: A sex life!
(all three of them laugh)
Anna: Cheers to that!
Carol: (still laughing) I have no complaints in that department.
Anna: You've got to tell us more than that! Please.
Elizabeth: (in a rather pathetic tone of voice) Oh, please, please. Lets live vicariously, please...
Carol: (laughing) You wanna hear about my sex life?
Anna & Elizabeth: Yes!
Carol: (and still laughing) Okay, what do you want to know?
(doorbell interrupts)

Doug: Be honest with me. Do you think I have what it takes to be an attending?
Carol: Of course you do.
Doug: Do you think I'm diplomatic.
Carol: What does that have to do with it?
Doug: Answer the question.
Carol: Well, that's not the first word that springs to mind, no.
Doug: What is the first word that would spring to mind?
Carol: Um...stubborn, opinionated, insouciant. (Kisses Doug)
Doug: (Chuckling) Insouciant?
Carol: (Smiles) Look it up!

(Carter buys something out of a vending machine)
Doug: Ramen Delight? Feeling suicidal?
Carter: No, just poor.
Doug: John Truman Carter, poor?
Carter: Long story. Long week.

Doug: (Takes a cake out of the oven and sets it on the counter)
Carol: What're you doing?!
Doug: I'm hungry.
Carol: We can't start without her!
Doug: Why not?
Carol: I knew this brunch was a bad idea.
Doug: You know, she's just a little bit late.
Carol: We should've met in neutral territory.
Doug: I told you, deep down, your mother likes me.
Carol: Keep dreaming.
Doug: (Chuckles)

Carol: Did you get a flat tire, or something? Why are you late? [Doug walks over to them]
Helen: Javier, this is my daughter, Carol and her friend, Doug.
Doug: Nice to meet you.
Javier: I'm sorry we're late but I couldn't get your mother out of the house. (Doug and Carol look surprised)
Carol: Excuse me?
Javier: Well, you know how she can be--always has to be perfect. (Helen takes off her coat) Allow me, sweet pea.
Doug: (takes her coat) No no, I got this. Can I, get you guys something to drink?
Javier: Well, do you have orange juice?
Doug: Yes, we do.
Javier: Two mimosas, please. (takes out a bottle of champagne and hands it to Doug)
Carol: You brought champagne.
Javier: Mm-hmm.
Helen: (smiles) Well aren't we celebrating?
Javier: Two happy couples, right?
(Doug chuckles; Carol still looks shocked)

Carol: Did you see the way he kept touching her back?
Doug: Nah, I wasn't really paying attention.
Carol: No, you were too busy laughing at his stupid jokes.
Doug: (smiling) He was funny!
Carol: What was with "Sweet Pea"? If he called her that one more time, I was gonna barf.
Doug: I thought it was great.
Carol: Doug, they met at a race track.
Doug: Now, that was a senior-citizen outing.
Carol: So? They let anybody in those groups.

Doug: All I know is that this is the nicest your mother's ever been to me and I wanna keep it that way.
Carol: You don't understand. My mother hates men.
Doug: Hate's a strong word.
Carol: Yeah, but in her case, accurate!
Doug: Maybe she's getting some.
Carol: Oh, Doug, don't even go there!

(Carol is in the Trauma Room where Paul Canterna's body is wrapped up on a gurney)
Doug: Hey.
Carol: Hey. I'll just be another minute.
Doug: (pulls up a stool and sits by where Carol is standing) It's alright. Take your time. Tough one, huh?
(Carol nods)
Doug: You okay?
Carol: Yeah.
Doug: You sure?
Carol: He kept asking for his daughter. I never thought of it like that, you know? Maybe he wanted to see me, and I never came.
Doug: Your dad was probably in a coma, Carol.
Carol: I don't know, I've been living my mother's version of it for so long that I don't know what memories of him are mine.
Doug: What was her version?
Carol: Everything was alright. It was an accident.
(Doug sighs sadly)
Carol: He was depressed, Doug.
Doug: Well, maybe it's time you talk to your mom about it.
Carol: After he was gone, my mom used to go on and on how you can never depend on men.
(Doug chuckles a little)
Carol: Now, she's head over heels and I'm the one holding back. How messed up is that?
Doug: (smiling) Keeps me on my toes.
Carol: I say I want time but the truth is... I'm scared to death of losing you.
Doug: Don't be. (their foreheads are touching)
Carol: I'm so sorry, Doug.
Doug: Don't be.
Carol: (whispering) I love you.
Doug: I love you too.
(Doug kisses Carol's forehead, then her nose, and then hugs her)

A Hole In The Heart

Doug: (Sleeping in a rocking chair)
Carol: (Squats down and kisses him) Hey.
Doug: (Wakes up) Hey. (Smiles) I was in the middle of a pretty decent dream.
Carol: Was I there?
Doug: Big time.
(they smile at eachother)

Doug: You think I did the right thing?
Carol: Yeah, I do.
Doug: Even if we both get fired for it?
Carol: Well, you know, that would just be icing on the cake.

Mark: You never wanted to grow up.
Doug: You don't want me to grow up! You like our friendship the way it is. We go out, we have a couple of beers, we come here--you're the boss!
Mark: And for good reason based on your actions!