Theresa MacArthur
IDFGRL@juno.com

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:

I have no idea where this story came from. It practically wrote it's self.
And I still haven't figured out how. Yeah, I played Susan and Mark a 
little different from the way their characters are on the show - but I
had to take some poetic license, didn't I? Like always, if you have 
any questions, concerns, comments or complaints - contact me.

Theresa
IDFGRL@juno.com

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"The Game of Life"

Scene 1

  --Fade in on Mark, walking down the hall. He is not is scrubs, and 
looks very nervous. He stops at the admit desk.--

MARK: Hi. I'm Mark Greene. I'm looking for a (reads piece of paper)
Mr. Jack Richmond.

RANDI: I'm sorry. Jack quit last week. And you are...?

MARK: Ah - Mark Green. Actually, I'm supposed to take Dr. 
Richmond's place. I just didn't figure he'd quit before I got here.

RANDI: (Obviously not interested) Uhh - huh. Look Mr. - 

MARK: Doctor.

RANDI: Right. Dr. Greene, if you have any problems, you've got to
go talk to personnel on the fourth floor.

MARK: Wow. Thanks for all your help.

  --Mark turns and walks away.--

RANDI: I'd like to introduce everyone to Dr. Personality.

MARK: I heard that.

  --Randi thumbs her nose at him. Chuny watches her and starts to
laugh.--

*Fade to opening credits.*

Scene 2

  --Doug and Carol are in the drug lock up, talking. Susan walks
around the corner. She looks very angry.--

SUSAN: Oh, god! Has anyone met the new doc yet?

DOUG: (plays dumb) We got a new doc?

CAROL: Doug. Yes, Susan. I have. I thought he was a nice enough
guy. Why?

SUSAN: Nice guy? Are you joking? He's the biggest jerk I've ever
met.

CAROL: Sounds like you two got along well.

SUSAN: To put it mildly, I suppose.

DOUG: What happened?

SUSAN: I was running a trauma - the quadruple GSW that came in a
few minutes ago - 

DOUG: Uhh - huh.

SUSAN: And he came in, and just totally took over! It was like I
wasn't in the room!

CAROL: Wow. That doesn't sound at all like the doctor I was talking
to earlier.

SUSAN: Well, it's him. Same guy. Same jerk. You know, whatever.

*Fade to commercial.*

SCENE 3

MARK: Hi. I don't believe we've met. Your - 

SUSAN: Go to hell. I'm Susan Lewis. You ran my quadruple GSW
earlier.

MARK: Sorry about that.

SUSAN: Uhh - huh. Look, Mark. I just want to warn you of one thing.

MARK: What's that?

SUSAN: One day, I'll be the head of Emergency Medicine in this
hospital, and I don't expect anyone - not some attending doc, not his
replacement, not anyone to stand in the way of that. So if I were you, 
I'd stay the hell out of my way. Because I'm going places in this 
hospital. And your the last person I'd allow to hold me back.

  --Susan turns on her heel and walks away. Mark stares after her
with a bewildered look on his face.--

MARK: Have a nice day.

*Fade to commercial.*

[PERSONAL NOTE: Yes, Susan is not nearly so power hungry.
Scene 3 was part of the story that wrote it's self. Please don't flame 
me for it. (: ] 

SCENE 4

  --Mark walks into the lounge. Doug is reviewing a chart. Sports 
scores are on T.V., and blaring on the radio.--

DOUG: (mutters) Bet 20 bucks and they win. Bet a hundred and they
lose. It figures. (speaks up) Hey, Mark. Having a good day? Could
you have guessed that the Bulls would lose?

MARK: No, I'm not having a good day. And I bet on the Bucs.

DOUG: Haven't been in Chicago long, have you? It's a law - you live
in Chicago, you bet on the Bulls. Every time.

MARK: I'll remember that. Thanks.

DOUG: (pats him on the back) No problem. Listen, I gotta go.

MARK: Hey Doug, you got a second?

DOUG: (looks concerned) Yeah, sure. What's going on? Is
everything alright?

MARK: (sighs) Well, I met Susan.

DOUG: I heard.

MARK: Does she have a boyfriend?

DOUG: Oh. I get it. Alright, here's what you do.

  --Camera slowly pulls out. None of the conversation can be heard.--

*Fade to commercial.*

SCENE 5

  --Susan is in the Lab. She is alone. Mark quietly walks in. He walks
up beside her and sits down. He watches her for a moment. She 
turns her chair.--

SUSAN: Can I help you?

  --Mark just watches her.--

SUSAN: What?

  --Mark moves his chair forward, and gives her a light kiss.--

SUSAN: (breathless) What?

  --Mark and Susan passionately kiss.--

SUSAN: (breathless) What?

  --Mark laughs.--

MARK: Oh, nothing.

  --Mark and Susan kiss again.--

*Fade to black.*