June:
Susan and Carter are hanging out at the park, seating at a table. She has a popsicle in her hands and he has an ice cream.
S – So… I heard thing aren't such a wonder up in surgery.
C (wiping his hand through his face) – Yeah, I don't know anymore what I want… I've always been so sure of it. But now, I kinda realize surgeons don't really care, you know? They don't worry about their patients.
S – Still, you can be a good doctor in this area.
C – Honestly Suze, I've been struggling to go through it. It's always the same: cut, suture, goodbye. That's not what I dreamt of when I went to Med School.
S – You're changing your mind, then?
C – Hell, I am! These days I had an argument with Anspaugh because of that.
S – Why?
C – He wanted me to go upstairs for the roundups, but I was at the ER and I still had to find a home for Mr. Birkins and his wife. Then I accidentally yelled at him. And things got pretty ugly.
S (looking to the right) – Talking about danger...
They both stare at the other side of the pier. Kerry Weaver is there.
C – Just when I think we're safe... Suze, dear, get out!
S – What?
C – She'll see us. Get out, go to the other side of the pier, pretend you're just running.
S – You think I care?
C (getting up) – Well, that could be danger for me.
S (starts running) – 'key Carter.
C – And remember I luv you!