From: hlee@unixg.ubc.ca (Henry Lee)
Subject: *** "Northwest Passages" : here are some passages ***
Organization: University of British Columbia, Vancouver, B.C., Canada
Distribution: na
Date: Thu, 1 Oct 1992 21:37:49 GMT
Expires: Sat, 31 Oct 1992 05:00:00 GMT

NORTHERN EXPOSURE ``4th season'' opener, "Northwest Passages" 

These are some passages that I happened to choose and transcribe.
Choices were made on the length of the passage, ease in transcription,
and all around context for which the passage fit in that particular scene.

There are probably errors - left out words, words misplaced, etc. -
You get the gist ... my apologies to the writers, actors involved, etc.
You wanna use 'em in your quotes - by all means.  No probleme-o.

VCRs get a helluva workout with that <pause> button ...

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In the examination room whence Maggie explains to Joel why she isn't
having a birthday party (re. sending letters down the "great river") :

	Joel:	Yeah, it sounds like a blast.

	Maggie:	Yeah, well, y'know, Fleischman, five minutes of
		self-examination and you'd end up being your own patient
		at Bellevue.
				(was that a playful smirk on her face
				 as she's walking out the door?)

	Joel:	Have a ball with yourself, O'Connell.  <opens the door for her>

	Maggie:	I will ...  <out the door>

	Joel:	<follows her out> ... next! ...
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-> Let's not forget the time where Maggie kicks the fisher out of
   his campsite for "symbolic reasons."  ;-)

-> Rick, Bruce, Dave and Glen : how did Bruce and Glen kick the can again?

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Maurice dictating memoirs to his tape recorder in Ruth-Ann's store :

	Maurice: Sorry .. I was afraid I was going to lose my train of thought.

	RuthAnn: That -would- be a tragedy.
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-> As they're taking out the canoe, Joel vents his "frustration" at Ed
   in talking about one's 30th birthday.

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Ed and Joel beaching their canoe upon finding Maggie's campsite :

	Ed:	There - her jacket.

	Joel:	Well ... now what?

	Ed:	Well, I think she went this way. <points in general direction>

	Joel:	You do?

	Ed:	Yeah, see there ... that twig snapped ... and a footprint.

	Joel:	Oh ... You can track - all right ...
		You learn that or you born that way?

	Ed:	Beats me ...
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Maggie wondering who the fifth person is at the picnic table :

	Maggie:	Rick ... David ... Bruce ... Glen ... and ... you ...
		who ... who are you?

	Steve:	Steve ...

	Maggie:	Steve?

	Steve:	Steve Scandon ...

	Maggie:	Steven Scandon ...

	Steve:	My dad and your dad were golfing buddies.
		We went out once ... uh ... we saw "Chariots of Fire"
		and we had some pizza.

	Maggie:	We did! ... just that one date ...

	Steve:	Yeah ...

	Maggie: Mm-hmmm ... did we ... uh ...

	Steve:	Yeah ...

	Maggie: But you're not ...

	Steve:	Lightning ... oil rig ... I was taking some pictures
		for an annual report ... Boom ... <self-conscious chuckle>

	Maggie with a look that simply says : "Oh God ..."
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At the picnic table, just after Joel defends Maggie in 
Maggie's hallucinations ... or were they in fact "real"?   :-)

	Joel:	I don't see her running from something ...
		I see her running -to- something.

	5guys:	<Nope> ... <nah> ... <uh-uh> ...

	Maggie:	You think that?

	Joel:	Yeah!!!  Sure ... now ... right now, I'm going to
		unzip your trousers and I'm going to pull them down
		over your hips ... I'll try not to get turned on ...
		Here we go ... nice and easy ... <lays Maggie down>
	(to Ed) Get the I-V out of my bag.
	(to M)  OK, Maggie ... easy ... you tell if this hurts ...

	Maggie:	Owwwww!!!!

	Joel:	OK, you're gonna be fine ... you're gonna be just fine.

	Maggie:	I don't feel good ...

	Joel:	This is an I-V of spectrum (?) antibiotics going 
		into your arm, ok ... it'll fight the infection.

	Maggie:	What's wrong with me?

	Joel:	You've an inflamed appendix - that's all.  It's gonna be fine.

	Maggie:	Take it out.

	Joel:	We're going to.

	Maggie:	<looking hopeful> Throw it in the river. 

	Joel:	We're going to get you to the hospital.  
		You're gonna be fine, ok?

	Maggie:	Did you see Rick?

	Ed:	Uh, Rick's dead, Maggie.  He got squashed by a satellite.

Was I wrong - was I reading this a little too far or did I see Joel 
give his best worried-reassuring-relieved-at-the-same-time smile to Maggie? 
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In the hospital (Juneau?  If so, how's -that- for a circle to consider?)

	Joel:	<opens door to Maggie's room and peeks in ...>
		You up for a visitor?

	Maggie:	Fleischman ...

	Joel:	<nods> How're you doing?  <got those rings around the eyes
		looking pretty tired, ragged, scruffy ...>

	Maggie:	Well, I'm (just) whacked out on pain pills ... I'm fiinne ...

	Joel:	Yeah?  Well, you look like holy hell. <smiles>

	Maggie:	Thanks ... you don't look so hot yourself.

	Joel:	<checks her current condition> 
		Yeah ... well, I've been up 36 hours - no thanks to you.

	Maggie:	What're you doing here anyway?

	Joel:	I came on the helicopter.

	Maggie:	Helicopter?

	Joel:	Yeah ... helicopter.

	Maggie:	You were on a helicopter?  You're scared of helicopters.

	Joel:	Yeah, well, I'm right there - truly horrified.
		They have no wings ... you know that?  <big smile>
		<Maggie reciprocates with a weak but big smile>
		They don't even have doors ...

		<leans over to kiss her on the forehead.>

	Maggie:	<looking surprised> What was that for?

	Joel:	<smiles> Happy birthday! ...

	Maggie:	Oh ... yeah ... <a little downcast> ... wow ...

	Joel pulls up in the adjacent chair, adjusts the blinds and
	proceeds to sleep with Maggie - in the same room.

			It -is- a start, isn't it?
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-- 
Henry Lee   <hlee@unixg.ubc.ca>
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