Twenty-two and come down to ...
Hold it.That's good.
Five, four, three..../
-Let's raise our glasses to our guest of honour, Ms. Emily Kimberly.
We're looking forward to having you grace us with your presence
for many years to come.
-Thank you, Gordon. I can't tell you all how deeply moved I am.
I never in my wildest dreams imagined that I would be the object
of so much genuine affection. It makes it all the more difficult for me to say
what I'm now going to say. Yes, I do feel it's time to set the record straight.
I didn't come here just as an administrator, dr. Brewster.
I came to this hospital to settle an old score.
-Now you all know that my father was a brilliant man, he built this hospital.
Which you don't know is that to his family he was an unmerciful tyrant.
An absolute dodo bird.
/Oh, no! Not live.
Let's see where she goes./
-He drove my mother, his wife, to drink.
In fact, she went riding one time and lost all her teeth.
Son Edward became a recluse, and
the oldest daughter, the pretty one, the charming one, became pregnant when she was fifteen years old and was driven out of the house.
In fact she was so terrified that her daughter would bear the stigma of illegitimacy...
...she changed her name and contracted a disfiguring disease.
...after moving to Tangiers, which is where she raised the little girl as her sister.
But her one ambition....
/Any preference of shots
on this one?/
...was to become a nurse. So she returned to the States
and joined the staff right here at Southwest General.
When she worked here she had to speak out
wherever she saw injustice and inhumanity. God save us!
Don't you understand that, Dr. Brewster?
-I never laid a hand on her.
-Yes, you did. She was shunned by all you nurses too.
/Give me something, one.
Two and three go left and right.
No, two go left! Three go right!/
-Her outspokenness threatened you doctors.
But she was deeply, deeply, deeply loved by her brother.
-It was this brother who on the day of her death swore to the good Lord above that
he'd follow in her footsteps.
And, and, and...
...just, just, just...
/Don't, don't, don't panic./
...owe it all up to her!
But on her terms!
/Here come the terms./
As a woman...
...and just as proud to be a woman...
...as she ever was...
...for I am not Emily Kimberly...
...the daughter of Dwayne...
...and Alma Kimberly.
No, I'm not.
I'm Edward Kimberly,
a reckless brother of my sister Anthea.
Edward Kimberly, who's finally vindicated his sister's good name.
I'm Edward Kimberly.
-I'll be damned.
-I'm not mentally ill, but proud...
...and lucky and strong enough to be the woman
that was the best part of my manhood.
The best part of myself.
That is one nutty hospital.
/I knew there was a reason
she didn't like me!/