TEXT: [PREVIOUSLY_ON] Blake: Well, certainly. Which way did you come in? [ Breathes deeply ] What do I do for a headache? Sy: Take this hammer, hit yourself in the head, then you'll have a headache. Ga-zing. Chief: Ma'am, calm down. You're hysterical. No, it's my son. He swallowed a roll of film. Chief: Well, let's hope nothing develops. When I press my leg, it hurts. When I press my chest, it hurts. When I press my stomach, it hurts. What's wrong with me? Sy: So straightforward. You've got a sore finger. Wah-wah-wahh. Doctor, my nose runs and my feet smell. Blake: Well, I'm afraid you may have been built upside down. Haaaaaaaaaa-haa! [ Mid-tempo music plays ] Sal: Attention, staff. The base commander talks without using his mouth for some reason. You'll see what I mean. Glenn: [ Sighs ] Another boring day. Chief: [ Yawns ] Yeah. Aah! Clown! Blake: [ Scoffs ] See that? [ Chuckles ] That never happens to me. People love me all the time. [ Chuckles ] Must be something really, really scary behind me. Aah! It's Sy and another guy! Run! Commander Tandy: [ Sighs ] I do so hate seeing young children cry. Sy: Yeah, I'm pretty okay with it. Commander Tandy: You know, Sy, having your medical team here has been really great for the kids. I...I just wish there was something more we could do for them. Sy: We could have a theme day. We did that a lot at childrens. We had outside day, Thursday Doris day, day pride day, and Daniel day-Lewis day. Commander Tandy: Ugh. You know, please shush, shush, shush, shush. Cool it with the themes, Sy. Call me old-fashioned, but in my day, all you ever needed was one example
SUMMARY:
It's Old Fashioned Day at Childrens Hospital. And it lasts longer than a day, which allows for a conflict.