yeah. thanks, guys.
don't worry about it. they took blood? a specimen?
i said, don't worry about it.
you got a fever, baby.
so what? it's nothing to be ashamed of. you have nothing to be ashamed of, okay?
why do you need to do this?
who are you? doctor.  ?
it could be parasites, an infection.
he's not going through some painful procedure until we've cancelled out everything else.
don't apologize for me.
i'm sorry.
i am relaxed.
why are you getting dressed?
you're going to the office?!
you're leaving the hospital? you're going into the office looking like that? are you insane?
drew!
i was coming out of the gym today, and i ran into jimmy. do you know what he asked me? "what's it like knowing your boyfriend's going to die?"
i said, "everyone's going to die, jimmy. but drew's not going to die of aids. there's a cure around the corner, and he plans to be around to take advantage of it."
yes. i think it will be a simple solution. they'll put it in a syringe, inject it into your bloodstream. it'll neutralize the virus. it'll revitalize the immune system, and people with aids will become healthy again.
hey, jill. nice to see you, sweetheart.
we don't discuss his weight. do we?
wait a minute.  you're gay?
yes. i can.
drew! are you ready? if we start at eight, we'll be done by twelve.
it's not going through.
hold still. shit. the goddamn vein's clotted. we have to go the goddamn hospital, so they can change the goddamn catheter.
we're not skipping this treatment.
fuck you.
that shit's saving your life, you asshole!
close the law book.
close the fucking law book!
the least you can do is look at me, while i'm sticking this shit into your arm. forget the fucking case, one hour a day, and give me a little of your time.
that's not what i said.
no.
maybe you should think about it.
maybe you should think about it.
that's right. we're on the positive plan. you don't have a fatal disease, you have manageable illness.
then, what are we, drew?! the winners? "ladies and gentlemen, the first prize of aids goes to andrew beckett and his lover miguel" excuse me, i'm not your lover. i'm your care partner. fuck!
do you think i'm ready for it?! i hate this shit. i'm not a fucking martyr! i hate every goddamn part of it!
please don't leave me. i love you so much. don't die, don't leave me, please.
my sister, maria. pastrami on rye?
want to dance?
it's making it worse. take it out. take it out!
we just want to get him home. thanks for stopping by, joe.
he's tired. he ought to sleep.
ready for what, baby?
i hope you're ready for "studs," because that's what's on.