Episode 12,
Season 2
Title: Perfect Storm
Written by: Kiri Zooper and Christopher Barbour
Directed by: Stephen Williams
Original Air Date: 27
January 2003
Description:
In
the grips of a blizzard, Jordan and Elaine are
quarantined when the morgue' s newest recruit, Dr.
Winslow collapses in a seizure after exposing a black
fluid during an autopsy. However, the discovery of a
dead security guard confirms Garret’s fears that a
second unknown toxin is spreading through the building,
leaving them trapped in a blackout with an airborne
killer.
FORENSICS
Guest
Stars:
Ivan Sergei (Dr.Peter Winslow), John Combs (Ted),
Patrick Stinson (Boston Anchorman)
Random Facts:
Goofs:
Music:
Everybody Hurts, Chocolate
Genius
The Woman's Work, Kate Bush
VIDEO CLIP
Quotes:
Garret:
No rest for the wicked, not when we’re down to a
skeleton crew…No pun intended.
Garret:
That’s a nice watch.
Peter:
Thank-you.
Garret:
You drive a nice car to. What is it, a Mercedes,
Porsche?
Peter:
It’s a BMW.
Garret:
BMW! I bet you wonder how a guy like you wound up in a
place like this, right.
Peter:
You know what? I was thinking the same thing.
Garret:
I’m telling you to jump Dr. Winslow! The right answer’s
how high!
Elaine:
He’s had a seizure, he’s coughed up blood, there’s
internal bleeding. He need’s a doctor!
Jordan:
I’m a doctor, so are you.
Elaine:
Have you treated any patients lately?! Me neither…
Elaine:
That’s one big ass IF Jordan!
Garret:
Jordan.
Jordan:
Gee, Garret, I love what you’ve done with the place.
Post-modern bio-hazard!
Jordan:
He passed out.
Elaine:
Can’t say I blame him.
Nigel:
It’s rather pretty as blood samples go. It doesn’t look
deadly at all.
Nigel:
…and bon voyage! (Power goes out)
Bug:
Did you do that?
Nigel:
No!
Lily:
…Shouldn’t you both be in quarantine?
Jordan:
I am in quarantine! So are you…the quarantine area is no
longer autopsy 1, it’s the whole building.
Garret:
So, you’re worried we’re going to get sick?
Bug:
I’m worried some of us already are.
Peter:
Am I on an autopsy table?
Elaine:
I’m sorry but the accommodations are limited.
Peter:
Guests don’t usually complain.
Peter:
I’m scared.
Elaine:
Don’t be.
Elaine:
Have faith.
Jordan:
I can’t, it’s against my nature.
Elaine:
That must be scary.
Jordan:
Yeah, it is.
Lily:
…We’ve been through Lou’s desk top to bottom.
Nigel:
Yeah, not to mention his locker, which hasn’t
illuminated anything but his unique taste in
pornography.
Lily:
Not exactly ground zero for plague!
Lily:
Nigel, remember what I said about this not being ground
zero (sees dead rate) maybe I was wrong.
Jordan:
Garret, we may be on to something. There’s a clinic on the
sixth floor that may be the source of this thing.
Garret:
I don’t think so.
Jordan:
And why not?
Garret:
(coughs) Because I’ve never been there (reveals bloody
tissue)
Jordan:
…I need you and Bug to do an autopsy.
Nigel:
On who?
Jordan:
The latest victim.
Bug: (looks at rat) This is like some cosmic joke.
Nigel: You ever done one of these before? (look
from Bug) Well I don’t know! You
might have had some veterinary training.
Bug: No. I haven’t.
Bug:
(To Nigel) You are an idiot!
Bug:
…It all comes down to this! Everything’s riding on a
bloody rat!
Lily:
And that brings us to 2:30. So what were you doing at
2:30?
Garret:
I think that might have been around the time I scratched
my ass.
Garret:
Come on, think of all the factors that had to come
together. All the things that had to go perfectly wrong
for us to be here now. Being socked in by this storm,
the power, the phones. John Doe looking contaminated
when he wasn’t, cut by Winslow, when he wasn’t even
supposed to be here. And if it had all gone down 5
minutes sooner we might have heard from CDC.
Lily:
What are we talking about?
Garret:
I’m just saying that er…you know when you look at the
big picture…
Lily:
There is no big picture…yet. Hey, for all these factors
coming together others are keeping them apart, I’m one
of them, all of us are. And I’m not going to waste time
having this intellectual discussion with you. You are
sick, you could die… Now, at 2:30, what were you doing?
Jordan:
I wish you were looking for answers, instead of just
hiding.
Elaine:
I’m not hiding.
Jordan:
No one’s riding to the rescue here Elaine. It’s up to all
of us, and you’re sitting in here playing Florence
Nightingale.
Nigel:
You haven’t said a word in 7 minutes.
Bug:
I’m thinking.
Nigel:
Well, could you think out loud? I’d like a sense of
what’s going on!
Peter:
I think I love you.
Elaine:
I love you to Peter.
Peter:
…How come you stayed with me?
Elaine:
Because I understand.
Jordan:
What’s the latest on the rat?
Bug:
I have the stomach contents.
Jordan:
Not much there.
Bug:
Well, it is a rat after all.
Peter:
Is it always this crazy around here?
