Debra Barone?
Yep. (gets up from chair) Hi, How'd it go?
Mrs. Barone, are there any allergies or conditions your husband may have neglected to tell us about?
(worried) What do you mean? Why?
Well, we're having some difficulty bringing him out of anesthesia.
What?
He should have been out by now. He's not responding. His blood pressure's dropped below a certain level...
Robert?
What is it? What, Raymond?
What's happening?
He's not waking up.
Let me go in there. I'm his blood type.
[to nurse] No no no no listen to me, he is my brother! I can wake him up! RAYMOND!
Robert storms towards operating room doors
Hi, are you the Barone's?
My brother's in there! RAYMOND!
He's fine now. His blood pressure's returning to normal and he's coming out of it. This happens sometimes, it's a form of hypertension, but he's perfectly alright.
[through tears, to doctor] Thank you.
You can see him in a few minutes.
Oh, oh my god.
Oh, oh ok but he's fine.
Yes.
He said it went fine. It went good.
I noticed the nurse was still buttoned.
Now listen. What happened in there, (sternly) nobody tells Ray.
Or his mother.
