By Omar G
This week's episode is the third in an ongoing series focusing on individual characters. We had Sully and his buried alive fears, Faith and her aborted pregnancy, and now this week we'll look at Doc and his issues with racism in New York law enforcement and EMS (could there be any, ya think?). For this recap, we pulled some strings and managed to bring in a guest: Johnnie Cochran will be sitting in on the recap with me. Mr. Cochran was able to catch a flight to Austin and come to my duplex to comment on the content of the show as it aired.
Omar: Thanks for being here, Mr. Cochran.
Johnnie Cochran: If that cat scratches, bites, urinates, sheds, looks at me the wrong way, sits on my chest and steals the life from me, or otherwise causes me any physical or emotional distress, I will see to it that your twenty years' worth of recap money is routed directly to my firm. Are we clear?
Omar: Cosa, go to your room.
Cosa: The Hell did I do?
The episode begins with a few previouslys: Doc helping out a gangsta teenager and telling him that he'd better straighten up or they'll be taking him to the morgue. Doc in bed with the scintillating (and vaguely Rosie Perez-ish) Dr. Morales and talking about how he'd make a great father. Morales, who is totally in love, seems to agree. Doc and Carlos argue over helping kids who are shooting up everybody else. Then, in a weird segue, we go into clips of tonight's episode. It's like previouslys from the future. Doc getting held back by police from treating some shot-up suspects; Doc talking to Morales about whether police might have executed some people. Doc yelling at Ty for no real good reason that we can see right now. Doc trying to tackle Bosco (yay!). Doc arguing with Morales, and an out-of-uniform Doc getting thrown on the hood of his car by police. Didn't I see this same scenario last season on City of Angels? I guess I was the only one.
The episode begins in full with a fuzzy black-and-white memory of a young boy (we'll call him "L'il Doc") coming into a room where somebody, presumably his dad, is lying on the couch, sick. Mom comes in and looks worried. She is calling 911. We're left with L'il Doc looking alarmed at the body in front of him.
The screen goes to snow and then comes up on Doc with the heading "MONDAY." He's wearing headphones and sweats, jogging down the street. He's got quite the funky theme song. It's no Shaft, but it still conveys the "sex machine with all the chicks/shut yo mouth" vibe. Doc is interrupted when he spots two kids, one African-American, the other Opie-American, fighting. Doc breaks it up and says, "Hey, you kids are friends!" as he grabs them by the shirts. He gets them to shake hands and then they walk off, properly shamed. Doc is greeted by a bit of applause from the bagel shop owner, who for no real reason was standing outside to witness the near-tussle. Doc enters the bagel shop and says hello to two cops sitting and having a snack. He talks about the fight with them and then does a gentle mocking by telling the cops that he's actually paying for his food. Ah, the good-natured ribbing. He mocks their ability to walk with those huge bellies. They mock-threaten to come hunt him down and beat him up. Oh, the underlying racial tension is too much to bear.
Johnnie Cochran: Watch it.
Omar: Sorry.
So, anyway, we're at the scene of a horrible crime. Doc and Carlos get their stuff as Ty greets them. There's been a shooting. Doc walks by a window with a huge bullet hole shot through it. We get whooshing camera moves as they enter the scene. Lots of bloody people. It looks like a diner or small restaurant. People are lying in pools of their own blood. Glimpses, flashes of dead or near-dying people. Sully pops his head up to call Doc over, saying he's got one that's still alive. Doc rushes over. Doc looks down at a young, very attractive black woman who is alive, but whose head is surrounded by blood on the floor. She looks up pleadingly, breathing shallow breaths. She looks like she was shot in the upper right shoulder. We cut to a woman trying to get inside the restaurant, calling out, "Tanya!" We'll guess this is the mother. Doc looks concerned, but doesn't seem to be doing much of anything. He just looks down. Cut immediately to the Third Watch theme song. I can hear Cosa hopping up and down in the room.
Why must the Gods show me previews that make me actually want to see Charlie's Angels? It's not fair, I tell you. And that Destiny's Child song just adds insult to injury. How did they know I own their CD?
We come back to L'il Doc opening the door to paramedics. You can tell this was in the '70s because the African-American paramedic has a bushy 'fro while the white one has a bushy John Holmes moustache. Tinkly-spooky music is playing. They're treating the man on the couch. The black paramedic looks to L'il Doc and gives him a little nod and wink. L'il Doc smiles weakly.
We come back to Doc straddling the restaurant shooting victim's chest as he is giving her CPR. Carlos and Morales help wheel her into the ER on the stretcher. Tanya Adams, as she is identified, is a bloody mess. They swap her to a table and start working on her. Doc looks on, unwilling to leave. Carlos finally has to pull Doc away. Wait, Doc has treated people before, right? Some who have almost died? Why is he so frazzled all of a sudden?
"Hey brother-man," a man says to Doc in the waiting room. The man, an older gent named Harry, comes up and complains to Doc that he still hasn't been attended to. Doc tells the man that they're busy, what with women bleeding to death from gunshot wounds. Harry raises his voice because he's bleeding from a small cut. "Don't bleedin' mean a damn thing in this piss-ass hospital?" Piss-ass? That's a new one. Doc tiredly tells the man that he always sticks up for Harry, gives him "play" and shows him respect. Now, he's asking for the same. Like a silver bullet, it works. The man calms down, sits, and obeys Doc. Doc, it appears, is part Jedi. Carlos comes in and as they're leaving, Carlos says, "Hey, Harry, remember, forty, pinkie up." Snide, much? Tanya Adams' mother comes in. "They have her in a trauma room," Doc tells her. "What does that mean?" she yells impatiently. Um, my guess is it means she's in the trauma room. She yells for someone to help her. Doc looks worn out and the episode just started.
Newscast: A newscaster named Hayley Friend (who is actually Nancy O' Dell from Access Hollywood) is reporting from the scene of the shootings. She reports that five people are "dead or wounded." Doc watches at the station as some other guy sits on a couch to him. Hayley talks about a woman who was killed, a schoolteacher whom Carlos had treated. She was DOA. "What about Tanya?" Doc asks. "She doesn't rate a mention?" Wait, I thought she was still alive. Don't dead people get priority? The unidentified guy sitting to Doc says, "I thought they said four others." Doc responds, "As long as they said 'others.'" As they go to the main room, Carlos comments on how hot the reporter his. Kim and Bobby enter. They're talking about the schoolteacher. "A white woman teaching in this neighborhood? She should have stayed out in the 'burbs," Kim says. Whoah! This will be the first of many dumb Kim remarks for this episode. Doc asks about the shooters. They're identified as mid-twenties and black. Nothing more specific. Carlos says he wouldn't want to be a mid-twenties black guy in the neighborhood today. "True that," Kim says. Doc gives her a look. "What?" she asks. "I watch television." Oh, I see. This is the episode where Kim is a dumbass. Er, the latest episode where Kim is a dumbass. Doc looks pensive.
Omar: So, Johnnie, what do you think?
Johnnie Cochran: Huh? Wuzzat? wiping sleep from eyes] Oh, well, you have the issue of inappropriate remarks in the workplace. Paramedics distributing unequal care to citizens based on race. Blood that does not match blood found on the scene of the restaurant. I see Doc as the victim here. He is privy to seeing things as they truly are as opposed to how they are presented to the public. He is a hero. An American hero. I don't think there's a person shown so far that wouldn't lose a lawsuit brought on by Doc if he was my client.
Omar: Want some Cheetos-brand cheese puffs? They're fresh.
Johnnie Cochran: I will gladly accept your offer.
As Doc is organizing in the back of the ambulance, Hayley Friend (oh, that she were a friend) pops her head in to chat. She is indeed comely and perky in a young Mary Hart-but-sexier kind of way. Doc, who is wearing a little undershirt, immediately says, "No comment." Hayley hangs around and chats idly about the scene and throws out journalistic platitudes. "Gotta get the story out..." she says, "people gotta know what's going on." Hayley reveals that she knows Doc was the paramedic on duty at the shooting. She says she knows it's hard to see stuff like that. Then she flirtatiously asks how long he's been a paramedic. Fifteen years is the answer. She says that with that kind of experience, he must have some great stories to tell. Hayley says she does feature stuff on the weekends. Carlos rears his big head into the scene and says they have a "Code 3," which he translates to mean "lights and sirens." Hayley, who looks like she would be impressed by an automated lollipop spinner, is not impressed here. Carlos lays on the pseudo-charm. He says he was the one who actually worked on the schoolteacher. He'd like to talk, and he won't be around tomorrow because he's got a med school test. Doc looks bemused. Hayley nods and smiles and mentions that she's covering the teacher's candlelight vigil. Carlos says, "Yeah, we'll hook up," and gives her the little finger-gun gesture. Hayley turns back to Doc once Carlos is gone and hands him her card. Doc doesn't take it. He comes out and says that there were four other victims and only the teacher was mentioned. "We'll try to do better," Hayley says, with no further clarification.
At the hospital, Doc is in plainclothes waiting for Morales. He's looking up at the TV where Hayley is reporting. "Candlelight vigil," he says. Someone standing to them points out that the teacher was voted teacher of the year three years in a row. "Yeah, well maybe if Tanya Adams was voted Tasty Grill employee of the year for three years, someone would remember her name," Doc says spitefully. Wait, what?
Johnnie Cochran: If she didn't win Tasty Grill employee of the year, you can be assured there would be legal ramifications.
Omar: ...? Johnnie Cochran: Well, there would.
Morales and Doc are walking outside. Doc notices black, beaten men being brought in by police. Morales says that it seems like criminals are having to pass through the ER more and more. Out of nowhere, Doc says, "Five people are shot, three people are dead. I'll save my tears for Tanya Adams." Look, Doc, I know Tanya was cute, but damn! Can you be a little less fixated? A medical examiner truck rolls by, and Doc looks at it pensively. Does everything bother you now, Doc? We go to commercial.
Can I just say that that Mazda "Zoom Zoom" kid scares me? He might as well be saying, "I see dead engines..."
Now it's "TUESDAY." Doc is jogging again. Except on his headphones, he's listening to Martin Luther King, Jr. He stops to watch young black men get shoved into police cars. He is pensive, but you know, I'm starting to think that's a Doc trait that will never go away.
We see protesters, and cops pushing them back. Bosco greets Doc and bitches that the people are getting better police coverage than the Upper East Side. Doc asks if he should look at the security tape of the shooting to identify suspects he might know from the neighborhood. Bosco says the suspects aren't recognizable. Just two guys. Doc wanders up to the ambulance to find Kim with her hair loose and a tight white shirt on, looking like she's about to film a shampoo commercial. ["She must have the urge to Herbal." -- Sars] She says she's taking over for Carlos as he takes his test. "Hope you remember everything I taught you," Doc says. Kim says she's learned a few tricks of her own (like the one about constantly sleeping with your ex-husband who happens to be engaged to another woman. That one's not even in the handbook). She offers to buy Doc a cup of coffee. He keeps walking. It's Doc's world. We're all just squirrels trying to get a nut.
Doc is changing into uniform, and in his pocket he finds Tanya's nametag from the restaurant. He looks at it. How, you may ask? Pensively. Very pensively. Kim interrupts as Doc flashes back to Tanya's bloody encounter with him. Kim says they think the cops found the suspects and they need assistance. They go.
In the ambulance, Doc asks about Jimmy. He's fine, Kim says, but pushing himself too hard to recover. They talk about the teacher. Doc says, "She gave her life ordering a cheeseburger." Kim notes that it's a pretty cold thing to say. Doc doesn't care. It's his world now. That teacher was just a field mouse trying to get a piece of cheese. Doc goes on a tirade about how they're making too big a deal out of the teacher. Kim says there's no mention of race in the newspaper. Kim gives Doc a blank look. Kim, don't worry. It's his world.
They arrive. Ty complains that having paramedics around during a raid seems like bad luck. Doc plays it cool and just stands by the closed door of the ambulance. "If I thought anything was gonna happen, I'd be getting my stuff ready." Cops run off. Lots of quick NYPD Blue-style shots. Now Doc and Kim prepare, getting their stuff together. Waiting...then gunshots erupt. Officers down. Doc and Kim start running with their stretcher. In slow motion. Run, run, run. Slow. Then, suddenly, regular motion. They enter the building and start treating two cops who are down. One of the cops is black. Hey, why isn't Doc having a pensive moment and getting fixated on him? Doc spots two more shot men (non-cops) in another room. He goes to help them, but a police officer stops him and says to just worry about the police officers. Doc suddenly flashes back to his L'il Doc days. The black paramedic hands him a small oxygen tank while the relative still lies on a stretcher. L'il Doc is like, "I know my relative may be dying here, but, COOOL!" Doc returns to the present day and turns back to help the officers.
At the hospital, Doc drinks bad coffee and spits it back into his Sweet 'n Low coffee cup. Morales walks in and says the cops will be fine. All three shooters were DOA. Morales asks if the cops executed them. "I wasn't there," Doc says. She asks if it looked like an execution. Sully walks in and asks Doc if he remembers "Puppet" from last season. Yeah, his real name was Nathaniel Ryder. (No relation to Winona, we can assume.) Puppet was a gang-banger who got his brother killed. Apparently, Puppet got away from the scene. Doc offers to help Sully by going through his run sheets for an address. Morales looks upset that Doc is helping the cops.
Bosco shows up outside the hospital and immediately starts bitching about how an injured guy got away from the scene. "I just want to be there when they nail his black ass," Bosco says. "Nice," Doc says by way of admonition. "He's black, I'm guessing his ass is, too," Bosco clarifies. Doc comments on Bosco's way with words. Bosco walks off, saying they're going to come down harder on the people in the neighborhood. Yokas follows and says quietly to Doc, "Sorry." Total summation of Bosco and Yokas's entire relationship.
Later that evening. Doc and Kim are in the ambulance. She's talking about her kid waking her up too early, and Doc is talking about the cops busting heads. Neither is listening to the other. Doc asks the execution question. "I wasn't there," Kim says. Doc says that there were two shooters in the restaurant and four guys in the apartment who were shot by the police. "They should get better friends," Kim says. Doc talks about those black men surrounded by white police faces. "You're not gonna get all black on us now are you, Doc?" Kim asks. Johnnie Cochran gasps. "I'm not black?" Doc asks. "Well, not Al Sharpton black," Kim says. Cochran just shakes his head, pulls out a legal pad, and takes notes.
Later on, Doc is in regular clothes with Morales in his car. He watches as police are shaking down some people across the street. Morales asks if they're still going to her sister's wedding. Doc is distracted. He pulls up to the scene where some people are being checked out while kids look on, scared. Doc thinks he may know the cops. He butts in from the car. They tell him to go away. He says the kids look scared. They say "move on." Twice. Morales says she thinks this isn't a good idea. Doc interrupts again, and the cops, both white and in plainclothes, approach his car. They shine their flashlights and ask for a license. Doc asks if he did anything wrong. They tell him to get out of the car. Morales says they didn't do anything wrong. "You've got enough problems without that mouthy bitch getting in the way," the female police officer says. Doc gets mad and steps out of the car. Other cops approach, and suddenly Doc and Morales are thrown against the hood of the car. All right, now I have seen this. Last season. Blair Underwood. City of Angels. We go to commercial.
Omar: Johnnie? What do you think?
Johnnie Cochran: This is just an abomination, and it happens every. Damn. Day. The sad truth is that this is not uncommon. Every day, shows with low ratings go on and on, limping along, while they are routinely ignored despite a predominantly minority cast and the glorious luster of Blair Underwood's frequently bare chest. I am outraged.
Omar: Um, I meant about Doc and Morales getting busted by the cops.
Johnnie Cochran: Hmmm? That's bad too. We have a saying: if you get thrown on the hood of your car, a juicy settlement is not very far.
day, "WEDNESDAY," Doc is running again, but this time he's got his headphones hanging from his neck and he looks more panicked than healthy. A cop car rolls by in slow motion and, in a shot lifted right out of Do the Right Thing, the police give Doc the eye as they pass. Doc is angry. He throws his bagels against the side of an SUV. Yeah, if I had a blunt object, I'd throw it at every SUV I could find. Did you know I got rear-ended by an SUV late last year? And then the guy, who had personalized license plates, took off! You believe that crap?
Johnnie Cochran: Um, Omar, why don't you get back to the recap?
Omar: Sorry, Johnnie. Man, where were you back then when I needed you?
So anyway, at the station, Doc watches Hayley outside reporting on mass arrests in the neighborhood and growing public support for Puppet, the suspect that got away. Doc look on uncomfortably as people outside are getting restless. Carlos walks in, and Doc impatiently tells him that they have jobs waiting. Ty shows up and says he's checking to see if Doc's all right. Doc regards him angrily. Ty says it's not too smart to get involved in the middle of an arrest. Doc asks Ty if he sees what's going on outside. "We're coming down on bad guys," Ty says. "You're coming down on black guys," says Doc. Ty keeps his cool. Doc gets angrier and asks if they're gonna beat every black guy until there's no more crime. "You of all people," Doc begins, and Ty finally interrupts him and says he doesn't want to be lectured. Ty wisely makes to leave, and Doc yells out that Ty should keep his uniform on because that's his "'leave this nigger alone' pass." Wow. Ty exits, and Doc seethes.
In the ambulance, Carlos asks what happened. Doc, we can now see, has some scratches on the side of his face. Carlos wants to know if he interfered with an arrest. Doc says he was thrown on the ground. "What did you do?" Carlos asks. Doc explains, and Carlos says that Doc should have known that would get him slammed. "What world did you grow up in?" Carlos asks. My cat yells out, "Bizarro World-World-World!" from the room. Johnnie Cochran looks annoyed. Doc says he doesn't want to live in a world like that. Doc asks Carlos if he thinks the cops were right. "No," Carlos says, "I think they were consistent." Wow, that's some good dialogue. Why waste it on Carlos?
Carlos and Doc stop to find Bosco standing over a black guy and yelling. As they arrive, Yokas explains that the guy got hit by a car as he was running from Bosco. "Another dangerous suspect," Doc mutters. Doc is getting increasingly militant. He's got a black beret stashed in the back of the ambulance, and he's not afraid to put it on. Doc brushes Bosco aside and examines the guy. He has a bloody broken ankle. Doc asks Bosco to remove the handcuffs since the guy's not going anywhere. Bosco, who is still hovering, refuses. Doc finally convinces Bosco to walk away. "All of a sudden I'm supposed to cry a river for this junkie?" Bosco asks. Doc hops up and tackles Bosco from behind. I want to cheer, but this is the one instance in Third Watch history where somebody else besides Bosco is more wrong. Doc and Bosco struggle, and then they're pulled apart. "Why don't you pick on this monkey!" Doc yells, "I'm not seventeen and afraid!" Apparently, Doc thought Bosco called the guy a "monkey." Carlos clarifies: it was "junkie." Bosco says, "You've got issues, man," and walks away. For once, Bosco's last word is correct.
Back in the ambulance: Carlos is going on and on about a mistake he caught on a test the day before. Doc stares at the road blankly, and we see things from his point of view, a conceit used often in this episode. Carlos concludes with, "At least today can't get any worse." Doc reminds him that today he has to apologize to Bosco. Oooh, that is a bad day.
Doc and Carlos arrive at a protest scene. The neighborhood is up in arms and the police are in riot gear. Kim and Bobby are talking about it. Doc walks away. A girl in a "#27" yellow cutoff jersey calls out to Doc. He lets her through the barricade. She says her boyfriend is hurt and needs help. She says the boyfriend knows Doc. She won't say who it is. But the girl does give the address. Doc calls Carlos and tells him to call in an unknown incident at that address. Doc and Carlos go to the apartments. Doc spots the apartment door, which police had already smashed in. "What the Hell is going on?" Carlos asks, clearly not putting the pieces together. Upstairs, Doc finds the injured guy. It's Puppet, suffering from acute gunshot-wound-itis. "I didn't shoot no one at no restaurant." A triple-negative. Impressive. "Please, you gotta help me," Puppet says. Commercial time.
Back with Puppet. He says he appreciates Doc's help in the past, and wasn't involved in the murders. Carlos walks away to call the police. Doc stops him. He says if they call it in, Puppet won't make it out of the building alive. Carlos is reluctant, but can't help but agree. Doc starts to treat Puppet. He says that he has to go to the hospital. Puppet and his girlfriend both resist. Doc says if he doesn't go, he'll bleed to death. In the ambulance, with the lights off, Puppet lays still. Doc calls Hayley to give her a scoop on his story. Then he calls Morales to let her know he's coming. She asks why he isn't calling the proper people for the situation. He finally has to tell her he hasn't called the police. Morales is conflicted. Doc pleads for her help. She doesn't say yes or no. Doc tells Carlos to go around the side of the hospital if Carlos sees any squad cars. "I hope you know what you're doing," Carlos says, consulting his book of clandestine-situation movie clichés.
They arrive at the hospital and are immediately surrounded by police. Puppet freaks out. He whips out a gun from the rear of his pants, and immediately Bosco and Ty and the rest are on him, disarming Puppet as he yells at Doc. Hayley is there reporting as Bosco drags the guy from his stretcher and throws him onto the pavement. Morales is trying to help, but Bosco is pushing her away. Doc emerges with the gun from the ambulance, and he looks sad and defeated. Bosco stands Puppet up and walks him into the hospital. Hayley turns to Doc and identifies him as the man who turned Puppet over to the police. Whoops. Hayley tries to talk to him, but Doc walks.
Inside the hospital, Doc is watching himself on the TV news. Yeah, never trust a reporter, Doc. They're bad news. (Especially the TV ones.) Morales walks in and they fight. "You called the cops," he says. "Damn right," she answers. She brings up the other night and says that this time he jeopardized everyone at the hospital. Doc says he wanted witnesses, so he called the TV news. "You are so arrogant," Morales says. "You are a paramedic. That's it." Memo from Earth to Doc: get back down here. Doc says she doesn't know these people or the neighborhood. Morales reaches into her bag of retort and pulls out a doozy. She grew up poor in a neighborhood like this, so she knows it better than he ever will. Yep. Game, set, match goes to Morales. Doc calms down. "I don't know what I'm doing anymore," he says quietly. Morales melts. They hug.
Doc walks out and earns sour looks from Ty, Bosco, Sully, and even Yokas. He walks off.
At the station, Carlos isn't even mad. He says he's getting used to Doc's way of working. Kim says that, on the news, they're being made out to be heroes. Kim and Doc argue about what happened. Bobby, who has been missing most of this season, says that like it or not, they need the cops and this makes it harder to work with them.
Later, in the ambulance, Doc tells Carlos that he kept Tanya's badge. He's catching a train at the fixation station. Carlos and Doc arrive at the scene of a call. Carlos goes on and on about the reporter and her lack of attention to him. As they walk into a dark area, people start yelling at Doc, calling him "sellout nigger." They are soon surrounded by people who are angry that he turned Puppet over to the police. Doc and Carlos retreat (I can hear Monty Python yelling, "Run Away!") and book it back to the ambulance. Carlos calls in the incident to the police. On the way back, Doc is pegged in the face by a bottle. The ambulance is surrounded by angry people. Carlos says, "Damn, I dropped the keys outside!" Carlos and Sully both. So they just sit there and wait for police backup as people yell and rock the ambulance. Doc looks sad. Oh, and pensive.
Flash back to L'il Doc at the hospital. The nice paramedics, who seem to have nothing better than do than comfort little boys, give Doc a paramedic pin. The paramedic who puts it on L'il Doc looks just like Leon Phelps, the Ladies Man.
Back at the ambulance. This van's still a-rockin'. And if the van's a-rockin', Doc's still a-pensive. The cops arrive to start busting some heads.
Later on, Doc exits the station. Tanya Adams' mother comes to him and thanks him. She gives him a chocolate cake. (Earlier in the episode, Doc refused a chocolate treat at the bagel shop. Symbolism? Hmmmm.) Doc thanks the woman, who says, "It's just chocolate." "I like chocolate," Doc finally says.
Doc is jogging, back in sweats, but no headphones at all. I keep hearing "Fight The Power" in my head. He gets to the bagel shop. The formerly gregarious bagel shop owner now just gives Doc a dirty look. Doc turns and sees the same two cops from the start of the episode. They give him dirty looks as well. And I bet he wasn't lucky in love with Morales last night, either. Man, can life get any more crappy for Doc? Doc leaves the shop and starts jogging again. We get a voice-over from John F. Kennedy about equality. The episode ends on Doc running again over Kennedy's voice. Where was Malcolm X in all this? Why is it always just Kennedy and King? Well, at least we've got Johnnie here to help us wrap up.
Omar: What did you think?
Johnnie Cochran: It was realistic in that paramedics typically drive ambulances and police officers are prone to carry guns and drive in police cars.
Omar: That's it?
Johnnie Cochran: It was an oversimplification. This man, Doc, he's just now noticing all the inherent racism that he's worked with for 15 years?
Omar: NBC was promo-ing the show as "Awakening." Maybe he was awakening to all the injustice around him.
Johnnie Cochran: NBC is gonna awaken to my foot up their ass if they pull crap like this again.
Omar: Great. Well, thanks, Mr. Cochran. You've been a really good sport.
Johnnie Cochran: You'll be receiving my bill directly.
week: Bobby supposedly gets his own episode. Can you feel my anticipation? Props, by the way, to Wing for recording, and to the Über crew for being lovely hosts. Y'all homies got my love.