February 20, 2006 Transcript
"I Think I'm Getting Worse"

Sam: No, mom. No, he -- he loves me. We're going to be happy.

Alexis: She's agitated. She's been talking to herself for I don't know how long now.

Noah: Yeah, her fever's rising. I'm going to have to adjust the combination of drugs.

Alexis: The same thing happened to me. I was disoriented; I got out of bed.

Noah: We've had a lot of problems with that with the patients. Sam gets any worse, I'm going to have to restrain her.

Sam: No, we're going to get married.

Alexis: No, I -- I'm not telling you this so you can restrain her.

Noah: No, it's not an option I really care to use. I mean, it agitates the patients, they fight the restraints, and the activity makes the fever worse.

Sam: No, I'm not going to be like you. I love my daughter.

P.A. Announcer: Dr. Drake, 502. Dr. Noah Drake, call 502.

Noah: Ok, I need to go. Can you talk to her and see if you can keep her calm?

Alexis: I --

Noah: If she tries to get out of bed, call a nurse and we'll put restraints on her.

Alexis: No, I don't want --

Noah: I'm sorry, it's urgent.

Alexis: Ok.

Noah: Someone will be back in to check on you.

Sam: Why can't you let me be happy?

Alexis: Sam --

Sam: Just tell me the truth this one time, mom, please. What did I do so wrong?

Alexis: You didn't do anything wrong. I'm right here.

Sam: Mom?

Alexis: I'm right here and I'll -- I'll tell you anything that you want to know.


Sam: It's not fair. You didn't want me then; why do you want me now?

Alexis: I did want you.

Sam: What's the big secret? Why don't you want me to be happy?

Alexis: There isn't any secret. I -- I love you, Sam, and if I -- I wasn't able to show that to you, I'm very sorry. I didn't know how at the time to be a better mother.

Ric: Hey. You said what she needed to hear. Come on, you need to get back to bed.

Alexis: She -- delirious. She thought I was her mother.

Ric: I know.

Alexis: You thought I was your mother when you were in the chapel. Why does everyone think that I'm their mother? I'll show you my mother. I have a bunch of questions for her. Of course, the minute I became a mother, I realized I didn't know the answer to anything.

Ric: You feeling ok?

Alexis: Yeah, I'm tired. And I'm sad. I want to call our girls.

Ric: Alexis, you're hot.

Alexis: Thank you, counselor. I feel the same way about you.

Ric: No, no, no, no. Listen to me, do you know where you are?

Alexis: Yes. I'm not delirious; I'm scared. I think I'm getting worse.


Alexis: How you feeling, Sam?

Sam: I was dreaming. Did I say something?

Alexis: You thought I was your mother, and you were talking about some secret and you wanted her to tell you what it was.

Sam: And I -- I barely knew my mother -- she left when I was 3. And then when I found her again -- forget it. It's -- when my mother died, whatever secrets she had -- they died with her.