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So long, Tammy.
Bye-bye.

See you tomorrow.

Lord willing.

Carry your books, Tammy?

You're monstrous kind, but
the books ain't no burden.

I only wished it was less a burden
carrying so much learning in my head.

Miss Tammy!

I'll see you, Tammy.

Miss Tammy! You gotta go
home quick, Miss Tammy!

It's Mrs. Call!

We were on
your shanty-boat packing,

when alls of a sudden,
she keeled over.

Gosh a'mighty!

They fetched the doctor, then
they dropped me off to fetch you.

I reckon it'll be quicker
if I catty-corner the swamp.

Oh, Nan.

She ain't come gone?

No, no.
She's sleeping now.

Are you the young lady who's
living here with Mrs. Call?

Yes, sir. I'm Tammy Tyree.
Only she's living here with me.

And what might be
the nature of her ailment?

Well, we can't tell yet. We'll know
better after I've run a few tests.

That's enough oxygen.

Please, please,
help her all you can.

I'll do everything
in my power, young lady.

Thank you kindly, sir,
but I wasn't speaking to you.

It was to Grandma.

Mrs. Call your grandmother?

No, sir, no. My grandma
Dinwoodie, she...

Well, she passed on
to glory years ago.

I was just asking her to shoo Mrs.
Call's soul right back here to the Earth

if she sees it
a- heading that way.

Please, ma'am, please.
I'll be muchly beholden.

Yes, well,
when she awakens,

give her one teaspoonful
of this every four hours.

A teaspoon? Be that the little
one for stirring in a cup

or the big one for
tasting from the pot?

Well, that's the
stirring-in-the-cup one.

I'll be back first thing
tomorrow morning.

Let's see. No gas,
no electricity.

I'll have to bring in a generator
for my x-ray equipment

and to keep
the patient warm.

Keeping her warm
won't be no bother, sir.

See?

Well, what's that?

It's Grandma's brick.

She used to just place it in the
oven and then set it at her feet.

That's what I'm fixing
to do for Mrs. Call.

Oh.

Yeah.

Let not your heart
be troubled, ma'am.

Oh, Tammy.
What happened?

Well, they ain't sure.
But the medicine man was here

and he left this potion.

That's ridiculous.

The only thing wrong with me
is too much fried catfish.

You'll oblige, ma'am,
by please opening your mouth.

I will not oblige.

There's nothing
wrong with me.

Please, ma'am.

With Grandma gone to glory
and Grandpa in jail,

why, you're the only
family I got left.

If anything ever
happened to you,

I'd be plain
forspent with grief.

Most likely tastes
like wormwood.

It's repulsive!

Now, there.
It wasn't repulsive at all.

No. Just plain nauseous.

This one shows definite back pressure
into the lung and right side of the heart.

In addition, the electrocardiogram
shows an exaggerated P-wave,

with an abnormal contour
and polarity.

I wish I knew
what all that means.

That medicine talk
fair gives me the shivers.

It has such a dark
and boding sound.

Mrs. Call, my own examination confirms
Dr. Crandall's previous diagnosis.

An extreme grade of mitral stenosis
and congestive cardiac failure.

Nell's bells, why can't you
medicine folk call a turnip a turnip?

I beg your pardon?

Well, you can beg it,
but I ain't a-giving it!

Tammy, Dr. Bentley is
a very important specialist.

And we're lucky that he agreed
to fly out here from Los �ngeles.

But that don't give him the
right to set us all a-tremble

with all his high-sounding
medicine gibble-gabble.

You're quite right,
young lady.

I should put it
more simply.

Mrs. Call, there's a valve on the left
side of the heart called the mitral valve.

In your case, the orifice,
the opening,

has contracted so that it allows just a
small trickle of blood to pass through.

That sounds serious.

Now, don't you worry about it.

We're going to take you
to Los �ngeles,

and we'll build up your
strength for a few weeks,

and then perform
a commissurotomy.

Now, there you go again.

I do declare, I get the all-overs
when I hear them fearsome words.

A commissurotomy isn't
as fearsome as it sounds.

Basically, it's a very simple
but highly technical operation.

And, at my age,
dangerous.

There are varying degrees of
risk in all surgery, Mrs. Call.

Ma'am, there ain't nothing
to worry about.

Betwixt him and me
taking care of you,

why, there ain't
nothing can go wrong.

You can't go
with me, Tammy.

You've got to stay here
and keep up your schooling.

Now, ma'am, the human mind can only hold
so much before it starts to spill over.

And my mind would be so full of
worry that there wouldn't be room left

for even a smidgen of learning.
Ain't that for a fact, sir?

Having you along might be
an excellent idea.

Thank you kindly, sir.
I'm muchly beholden.

Why, you know, I could just
lie down there on the floor

and die of pure
gratefulness.

Please don't. I don't want to
have two patients on my hands.

Doctor, I'll go in and get
my things together.

I am delighted he agreed
to take your case, Mrs. Call.

You know, Wayne Bentley is
one of our best heart men.

And he has trained a fine team of
assistants at his hospital in Los �ngeles.

Sir?

I feel ashamed for the
way I acted a while back.

I feel humble
and brought low.

No harm done,
Miss Tyree.

You see, I'm just an
unlearned shanty-boat girl

who ain't got the least notion of
how to act lady-fied and soft-spoken.

Shanty-boat girl?

Well, I've been living upstream
betwixt here and Vicksburg

most of my remembering days.

That is, till lately
when I come down the river

to be a special student
at Seminola College.

Well, that's why I took up
with Mrs. Call.

She come here to live 'cause we was both
lonesome and hunger-bit for affection.

Her in her big elegant house
and me here on the river.

I'll do everything I can
to alleviate your worries.

Well, I know now that you be
a thoughtful human being.

Well, I also know that you just used them
fearsome phrases because you's a leech.

Leech?

Well, leech means doctor.

I know, but that term went out
with the 18th century.

Oh, my goodness, no.

My grandpa still practices
leechcraft here on the river folks.

Your grandfather is a leech...
A doctor?

No. No. No, sir. He's kind
of an on-and-off lay preacher.

But he's done some leeching
and cupping on the side.

That is, before he got
took off to jail, though.

I see, for practicing medicine
without a license.

No, sir. For making corn
liquor without a license.

You know, Miss Tammy,

I have a feeling you're going to be better
than a medical prescription for Mrs. Call.

Well, you know, sir, it
pleasures me to hear you say that.

And it also pleasures me to see
you break out into a big smile.

I didn't reckon
you knowed how.

You can open
your eyes now, Tammy.

Mmm-mmm.
I daresn't.

We're off the ground.

Well, I declare!

It's like riding
in Elijah's chariot of fire!

It's like going up to heaven
in a whirlwind!

What's that?

The Mississippi.

Well, I never seed it
from so high up before.

The Lord sure set me down
in a wide place.

A wide, calm,
peaceful place, Tammy.

You know,
when I was down there,

that is, before I come
down the river,

I'd watch planes flying
overhead like silver buzzards.

And a lonesomeness akin to pain
would gather dark around me.

I guess it's 'cause I was always
watching other folks getting to go places.

But now, I mean, now,
here I be. Me! Tammy Tyree!

And I'm just flying
through the air

Iike something just turned
loose from the hold of the Earth.

Why, just thinking about it, I come
nigh onto dissolving my substance.

Gosh a'mighty!

Now, what is down there?

Those are farms.

You know, if I didn't know that
the Lord made the Earth first,

I'd figure he took his plans from
my grandma's patchwork crazy quilt.

Lord have mercy, Miss
Baxter, I've never seen

such a mess of cars
in all my born days.

This is nothing. Wait
till we get on the freeway.

It pleasures me to hear
they've got something for free.

Why, do you know that Mrs. Call
already spent a passel of money

just getting here?

Yeah.

Gosh a'mighty!

Each car is coming at us
like a roaring lion

seeking whom it may devour.

Lion country is safer than
the Hollywood Freeway.

But just look at them!
There are more and more!

I mean, they're coming at us
like a thundergust of woodpeckers.

You know, Miss Baxter, it don't
seem fair that at this very minute

complete strangers are holding
your life and mine

in their slippery
little fingers.

You just grit your teeth and
hope for the best on a freeway.

I'd breathe a heap easier on
some road that ain't so free.

You know, maybe we should've
took the other road and paid.

Sir, I'd be muchly beholden if you
wouldn't drive so lickety-split.

If you don't mind
my saying so,

you kind of drive like Jehu,
son of Nimshi,

and he driveth furiously.

Oh? He drives an ambulance?

No, sir. He's from the
Bible, second Kings.

Just about everyone would
know a simple thing like that.

I say she's a kook!

Dr. Bentley, you know
we're overcrowded.

I'm afraid it's impossible for
Miss Tyree to live at the hospital.

I wouldn't ask you, Coleman, but
Mrs. Call needs Tammy, and so do l.

She has a very beneficial
effect on the patient's morale.

Miss Tyree, I know
you want to help.

Be close to Mrs. Call...
Oh, yes, ma'am,

to keep on companioning her
like I've been doing.

Well, unfortunately, we can permit
only staff members and employees

to reside within the hospital.

Well, then there ain't no call
for concern. I'm real workbrickle.

You're what?

Well, what I mean to say is
that there ain't no chore

that would be too lowly
nor too mean.

And besides, I figured
that working in a hospital

among learned leeches would
be enlarging to my mind.

You, work here?

Well, ma'am,
I'm apple-pie neat

and, why, I'd keep your
hospital slicker than a button.

Well, unfortunately, we only have
openings for experienced personnel.

Well, it ain't as though
I ain't had

the faintest shadow
of experience in leechcraft.

I can fashion
an onion poultice,

and I can ready hot mush in a
flour sack for keeping a fever down.

Well, my goodness, you know that I
even once helped in borning a babe?

You what?

Well, I was just powerful young
then. I mean, I was just eight past,

but, well, there were these river
folks and they come downstream

because it was time for their
babe to be born in the worid.

And while the men went traipsing
off to find a leech, well...

Well, it was her woman time
and she started hollering

and told me what to do
and I done it

and helped
in borning her babe.

Report to the
employment office.

It's just down
the corridor.

Oh, yes, ma'am,
and thank you.

Why, you know, I'm so pleasured
that I'm fair weak in the knees.

Thank you, sir.

Miss Burke, Miss Parker,
please call Chief of Staff.

Oh, nurse!

Doctor Ames,
Surgery 2, please.

Nurse?

You're next.

Me?

Mmm-hmm.
Take a seat inside, please.

Well, congratulations.

Thank you kindly, sir.

The test was positive.

What test,
if I may so ask?

The rabbit test.

Was it positive good
or positive bad?

Well, just positive.
It denotes pregnancy.

That's nice.

That's why l
congratulated you.

Well, why me?

I mean, that's the usual
condition of female rabbits.

It's not the rabbit
that's expecting. It's you.

Well, that ain't
hardly likely.

I see I've surprised you.

Yes, you did for a fact.

And now I'm going
to surprise you.

I ain't begetting
any offspring!

Yes, you are, ma'am.

At least that's what
the lab technician says.

Well, whoever he be, he's
speaking with a false tongue,

and I ain't a ma'am,
I'm a miss!

Well, nevertheless...

Miss?
Miss!

You mean,
you're not married?

Ain't married, ain't begetting,
and I ain't got the least notion

of sitting here, listening
to my name being scandalized.

Well, no sense in getting
angry, ma'am... Miss...

These things happen. Well,
it ain't happened to me!

Now, if you don't mind, I'll
go out just the way I come in.

That's not being
the family way!

Now, just a moment, please.

Patient number
OBS-18945.

Aren't you
Gretchen Midnick?

No! I'm Tammy Tyree!

Tammy Tyree?

And just what might
be your entitlement?

I'm Dr. Cheswick.

Mark Cheswick.
Dr. Bentley's assistant.

I'm afraid I've made
a terrible mistake.

Well, it ain't a circumstance as to
the kind of mistake you figured I made.

Have a seat.
Thank you.

Well, his name
is Dr. Cheswick,

and he got so shook up
over figuring I was expecting,

that he personal took me down
to the employment office

to make sure
they'd let me stay on.

So, thanks to him and Miss
Coleman, you got yourself a job.

And my keep, too.

They're fixing to let me share a lodgment
with Miss Baxter and two other nurses.

Do you know they all got "RN"
after their entitlements?

RN standing
for registered nurse.

Tell me more about this
Dr. Cheswick. Is he young?

He's powerful young to be
such an important leech.

And good looking?

Give a little meat
to his height,

and he'd be nigh on
for being plumb handsome.

And I just know
he's learned.

The learning just oozes out
of every pore of him.

Ma'am, with him, Dr. Bentley, me
and the good Lord taking care of you,

why, you're gonna be fitter
than a fiddle before long.

You better get some rest now.
I gotta go find my lodgment.

But I'll be back a-visiting
as soon as I can.

Bye-bye.

Vera Parker, Pamela Burke,
say hello to Tammy Tyree.

Hi.
Hi.

Pleasured to meet
the both of you.

You'll take that bed, Tammy,
and share this dresser with me.

Thank you, Miss Baxter.
You're monstrous kind.

Tammy's moving in
with us for a while.

Well, that ought to be good
for a few laughs.

Why, thank you kindly.
I feel likewise about you.

What's all that?

I brung some of my grandpa's
most powerful cures.

Cures?

Mmm-hmm. Now, this here's sour dock
root, you know, for curing the tetter.

And this here's catmint for
brewing catmint tea, for colic.

And this is sassafras,

and there ain't nothing better
for purifying the blood.

And this is asafetida.

Now, that's great for fending
off the plague, you know.

Ought to come in handy
if we run out of penicillin.

What's in that jar?
Grandpa's snake oil?

No. This is river water.

Well, isn't that nice, Burke?
She's going to keep a goldfish.

No, ma'am.
It's for drinking.

River water?
It's muddy!

Well, mud's good
for the bowels.

Why, do you know that I've got enough
mud in my stomach to grow persimmons?

And I ain't never been sick a day in
my life. Here, Miss Baxter, take a swig.

No, thanks.
I'll take mine straight.

From the tap.

Well, you know, my grandpa
allowed that it was the filtering

and fancy fixing
they did to tap water

that weakened it and brought
on all manner of sickness.

What's that?

Oh, this is the weed. My
grandpa smoked it all the time.

Did you say weed?

Mmm-hmm.

He said after he smoked it, why,
he felt just as spry as a colt.

Tammy, what kind
of weed is this?

Jimsonweed. Smoked it
in his pipe all the time.

Best cure for asthma.

Oh!

When you get down to the end of
the corridor, work to the left.

I've got some duties of
my own. I'll be right back.

Yes, ma'am.

Miss Coleman. Miss Coleman,
please call Chief of Staff.

Dr. Crindle,
you are wanted in Surgery 1.

I'm sorry, Doctor.
I plumb didn't see you.

Well, there's a good scientific
reason. Your eyes were shut.

Something wrong?

No, sir. I was just testing.
Testing?

Well, you see, I'm already well
acquainted with the strangest

of sight and sound
in a hospital,

but I still find
a perplexity in the smells.

Well, that's iodoform and a
little formaldehyde from the lab.

Well, whatever it is, it puts me
in mind of Grandpa's corn liquor

before it's aged
and seasoned.

But, you know,
it's a cleanly smell.

I mean, likely the breathing of it
fends off all manner of pestilence

that walketh in darkness.

You know, I like the way
you say things, Tammy. It's...

Well, it's unusual,
it's different.

Yeah, well, maybe so, but I'm
getting plumb tired of being different

and having folks think I'm
funny-peculiar or something.

I don't think you're funny
or peculiar, Tammy.

I think you're natural
and refreshing.

Well, then, I guess
I feel no dismay.

I mean, it pleasures me to hear
such a big, important doctor

speak of me
in such a fashion.

Well, I will treasure it
in my heart.

Yeah, well, don't let
any dust get by you.

Coleman hates dust.

Ain't seemly, anybody hating dust,
being the Lord made man out of the same.

And woman, too.
Don't forget.

No. Woman was
made out of bone.

I reckon that's so she'll be
strong enough to sweep away the dust

that man leaves behind.

Good morning, Mark. If you're
heading for the cafeteria...

Well, I see we've installed
some new equipment.

And very interesting,
if I may so say.

Well, you done so said,
so let it lay.

I'm Dr. Hassler,
Psychiatry.

If you're ever in
the east wing, honey,

my office hours
are 8:00 to 4:00.

Okay, let's go,
lover-boy.

Don't forget, doll, you drop by any
time at all and get yourself analyzed.

Well, I don't know what
that word "analyzed" means,

but, well, it sure has
an unholy sound.

Well, there's nothing
unholy about it.

I'll just ask a few questions
and bare your inhibitions.

Well, being you're a doctor, you
can ask all the questions you like,

but you ain't gonna
bare anything of mine!

She's cute.
Hands off.

Well, don't tell me you're
interested, I mean, personally.

Well, not the way
you mean, Eric.

Well, she's a nice kid.

Hasn't been around people,
especially man-people.

Well, if you're staking a
claim, Mark, that's one thing.

Otherwise, don't expect others
to keep from prospecting.

Dr. Schultz, you're
wanted in Surgery 2. Emergency.

Tammy, there's one thing
I forgot to tell you.

Don't date any interns.

Interns? What might
those be?

Student doctors.

With them, it's always
open season on nurses.

Why, you mean,
they'd try to seduce me?

That's one way
of putting it.

Have no fear, Millie.

I'll not be beguiled
by sweet words.

Why, you know,
my grandpa always said

that the voice of the devil
may be sweet as butter,

but there's deceit
in his heart.

Bully for Grandpa.

What about Dr. Cheswick?
He be an intern, ben't he?

Yes, but you don't need to worry
about him. He's like Dr. Bentley.

They only time they're
interested in a female

is when she's got
heart trouble.

Well, I reckon there's
one kind of heart trouble

that's easier to get
than I figured.

Take it easy, girl.

Dr. Cheswick may be a nice
guy, but an intern's an intern.

Have the interns ever tried
to get carnal with you?

I'd like to see them try.

I'd like to see them try.

Hurry up and finish, Tammy.

Coleman wants me to show you
how we change bedpans.

What's those?

Well, to put it
delicately...

I'm afraid there's no
way to put it delicately.

You'll find out
soon enough.

Dr. Bentley, Dr. Cheswick,
you are wanted in Surgery 1.

Morning, ma'am.

I brung vittles for your stomach
and a beverage to wet your whistle.

Oh...

I'm not hungry.

I had a bad night.

Well, I'm sorely troubled
at the news, ma'am,

but, well, you've just got
to keep up your strength.

Now, there be the juice of the
orange and a bowl of porridge

and milk for pouring
onto the porridge,

it being a mite too thick
to drink and too thin to plow.

I'm too sick
to get it down.

Well, now, you can't tell
till you've tried.

Pretend they're battercakes,
the kind you favor,

made with bread crumbs,
buttermilk and soda.

You know, it reminds me of the time I
had my first battercake out of a box.

Readymade, they called it.

"What's this?" says l.

"A pancake," they tell me.

"And rightly named," I says.

"It's more like a pan
than anything else."

May the Lord shine his countenance
on you this day, Mrs. Call.

I'll be back soon
for the tray.

I like the way you handle patients,
Tammy. You ought to be a nurse.

That's a noble calling.

I just wish I had
the book-learning for it.

You've got something
better than book-learning.

Watch your step in 310.

It's Jason Tripp.
He's a VlP.

What's that?

A very important patient.

Why, it don't seem right, one patient
being more important than the other.

He isn't, really.
But he's rich.

Dr. Bentley's hoping
that he'll show his gratitude

by endowing
a new heart wing.

If you ask me, the old crab
doesn't know what gratitude is.

He's made life
miserable for everyone.

What the...

Who told you
to open the blinds?

Ain't nobody told me,
Mr. Tripp, sir.

Then close them.

Now, there ain't no sense in
wrapping yourself up in darkness

Iike a package that's
been covered and put away.

Don't argue with me.
Close those blinds.

"Be still," the morning says, "and
fret not thyself, the sun is risen."

The sun may be risen,
but I'm not.

Now, damn it, girl,
do I close them or do you?

I just hope it's the three-letter
"dam," like in Amsterdam,

and certainly not
the four-letter one.

What in the worid?

Open the blinds.

Come over here
where I can see you.

Who are you?

Well, my name is
Tammy Tyree.

The Tammy being
short for Tambrey.

You know, it come out
of a book entitled

Ladies' Names and Their
Significance, page 22.

It means immortal.

Oh, well, I brung your vittles
and a libation to wet your whistle.

Vittles... Libation...

It's the same dog food
I've been getting every day!

Indigestible!
Poisonous!

Sir, I didn't ready it,
I only brung it!

Well, brung it back!

Now look what
you made me do!

Well, don't stand there
with your mouth open!

Change my nightgown!

Millie! Millie!

Where the devil
are you going now?

Come back here!

Sir...

You'll find a fresh nightgown
in the top drawer.

Well?

Sir, you're as naked
as a jaybird on a horse!

What do you expect underneath,
a suit of armor?

Well...

Now, listen to me, sir.

I don't want you
to be nervous, or...

It won't take long, sir.

Everything's just
gonna be fine.

I'm just going to get this
wet nightdress off you.

Okay? Sir?

Continue sedation in 311,
and lV feeding in 315.

And don't forget to...

310! Mr. Tripp!

Help! Help! Help!
What's going on here?

Look at this.
This is wrong.

Look, you've got my leg
in my neck here. Stop.

And this is...
Just be still a minute.

No, no, no.

Help!

- Doctor! Doctor!
- Mr. Tripp!

This is surgery.

That's Dr. Smithers.
He's operating today.

Begging your pardon, sir,
but you know, you ain't tied.

You fool! Don't you know
better than to touch me?

Now I've got
to change my gown.

Well, now how come he
busted into such a swivet?

You shouldn't have
touched him. Well, why not?

Because he's sterile.

My goodness, at his age you wouldn't
figure it'd make any difference.

Dr. Ade, Dr. Jonathan Ade,

please come to the main desk,
third floor.

You're sure you
want me to cut it?

Well, maybe if I look
more like the other nurses,

they won't always be poking
so much fun at me.

It's too bad.
It's such a cute ponytail.

Well, that'd be another reason
that I want it cut off, Millie.

There's only one place that the
Lord intended for a ponytail to grow.

And the back of
a human's head ain't it.

Okay.

Oh, Millie, you saved
the best for the last.

I'd love to come here every day and
put these little babes to slumber

and change their hippens.

Hippens?

Hippens! I'm sure that can be arranged.

My goodness! Now, what's that nurse
over there doing to that little babe?

The baby's head is probably warm and
the nurse is checking her temperature.

From that end?

Well, we're both off duty
tonight. How about a movie?

With me? What's the matter, Eric?
Did you lose your address book?

No, but it's getting
tired and so am l.

Same faces,
the same dull conversation.

Maybe tonight's the night
for Southern fried chicken.

Not me, thanks.
I'll eat at the cafeteria.

What do you mean?

I think I'll show our Mississippi
mermaid a little Hollywood night life.

She already has a date.
With me.

You?

Why not?

I think I'll stick around
and watch a miracle unfold.

I do declare, ma'am,

just seeing them newborn babes
brung joy to my heart.

When I'm stronger, I'd
like you to take me there.

I will for a fact, ma'am.

I'll take you to the room where
the soon-to-be fathers are waiting

to become already-are.

Such a to-do of excitement!

You'd think they're mother
hens instead of roosters.

Hello?

Hello, is Tammy there?

Yes, she is.

It's for you.

Me?

Lord have mercy, the only person
I know of that'd calling me here

would be Grandpa.

From jail?

It must be he's dead!

Nonsense. If he's dead,
he wouldn't be calling you.

Hello, Grandpa?

Yes, Tammy.
It's me, Dr. Cheswick.

What time
will you be ready?

Depends on
ready for what?

Twenty minutes
will be fine.

Hold it! Wait a minute!

It's Dr. Cheswick! It sounds
like he wants to meet up with me!

What should I do?

Well, meet up with him,
of course.

Oh, no.
That don't seem proper.

Why not?

Why, ma'am, you know, Tom Freeman
and me was practically courting

back at Seminola College.

Yes, and before that you were practically
courting with some fellow named Pete

that you fished
out of the river.

Tammy, child, you'll never
know when true love comes along

until you're out in the
worid more, among other men,

so that you can compare
your feelings.

You reckon that's
what I got to do?

I reckon that's
what you got to do.

I'll be pleasured
to meet up with you, sir.

Good.

We could see a movie
or take in a concert.

Do you want to go
to the Bowl?

Bowl?

I never heard it
called that.

But don't you worry.
I'll go afore we leave.

I never heard such music
in all my born days.

I mean, it just fair
sets my spine a-tingle.

But you know
something, Doctor?

There is one thing that's
plumb confusing to my mind.

What's that?

Well, one minute the music will
be just as sweet as honey-drip,

and as soon as you figured you
were catching on to the tune of it,

it would skedaddle six ways to Sunday
and become solemn with holiness.

Well, I think a few more concerts and
you'll develop a taste for classical music.

No, I don't think my mind
is culture-ized enough.

I mean, I kind of prefer the
music that a body can whistle to.

Well, like my grandpa's music
on the Ellen B.

You know, oft-times,
in the evening,

when the sun's sunk
behind the bank,

and the bugs would
stop a-chirping,

and the river would just get hushed
like the still of the night.

Well, Grandpa would
take out his fiddle

and start playing Rosing
The Bow, Go Tell Aunt Nancy.

Well, now,
there was real music.

I mean, just thinking about it, it
gives me such a homesickness that...

Well, I get a gnawing
at my innards.

How come you decided
to become a heart doctor?

Well, one day, after I'd
finished medical school,

I saw Dr. Bentley perform
an operation on a blue baby.

Just a tiny speck of life
with a deformed heart.

And I watched his hands
work a miracle.

In that moment, I realized that
more than anything in the worid,

I wanted to be
a heart surgeon.

Well, thanks to Dr. Bentley,
I've got the chance.

Maybe some day you'll
be as good as he is.

I hope so.

It's something
I dream about.

Well, it could be
it's more than a dream.

Could be it's a visi�n.

Why do you say that?

Well, old men dream dreams,
and young men have visions.

You know, Tammy,
you're amazing.

You've lived away from
the worid half your life,

and yet there's so much woridly wisdom
in that uncluttered mind of yours.

Mrs. Call always said that my
mind was like a virgin page,

waiting to be writ on.

Checking-in time.

Thank you, Doctor. I'm muchly
beholden for the concert.

No, Tammy, I'm the
one that's beholden.

It's been
a wonderful evening.

What's the matter?
Stomach ache?

No, it's just that...

Well, every time you
stand close to me,

I get this funny-peculiar
feeling in my stomach.

You know, like I ate too many
overly ripe persimmons?

You don't suppose I've got some
mysterious ailment in my innards?

No, Tammy, it's not an ailment.
And it's not mysterious.

It happens to all
grown women.

Well, then I reckon I am
a woman fully growed

'cause I sure get
that feeling.

Good night, Doctor.

Good morning, Dr. Bentley.
I didn't know you was here.

Is it all right if I bring in
the breakfast vittles?

Certainly, Tammy.

Good morning, ma'am.
Good morning, Tammy.

I haven't seen very much of
you in the past two weeks.

Well, that's 'cause you've been
busy operating in the operating room.

But I've been kind
of busy myself.

Well, what with that
Mr. Tripp down the hall.

He's always ringing me and
complaining about something.

Mr. Tripp is just a crotchety
old man who's mad at the worid.

He ain't mad,
he's just plain scared.

Scared? Jason Tripp?

He's not scared
of anyone or anything.

Well, there's one thing
he's scared of.

And that's ending up a lonely
old man, all alone in the worid.

That's what's got him
sour as a green persimmon,

always plucking at folks.

You know, sir,
I was wondering

if maybe you could move him into
the empty room across the hall.

And then he and Mrs. Call could
kind of companion one another.

That's a splendid idea
if Mrs. Call doesn't object.

No.

Move the reprobate in.

I'll make a Christian of him
if it's the last thing I do.

I told Dr. Bentley
and I'm telling you,

I have no intention whatsoever
of changing my room.

But you're gonna
like Mrs. Call.

She ain't notional,
like most old folks.

I order you
to drop the subject!

What's that?
Bacon.

Take it away.

Don't you like hog meat?
Certainly.

But I have trouble chewing.

Just like my grandpa. He had trouble
with his first store teeth, too.

But he got onto it.

"It's a trick," he said.
"Just like spitting accurate."

Oh?

Oh, well, leastways, you can drink
the coffee and eat your hot mush.

Why, do you know, that
when my grandma was only 24

she had all her teeth
drawn out.

And she never took the store ones
out, except for cleaning them.

That's how come
she could bite the burglar.

Bite the burglar?
Mmm-hmm.

He come creeping aboard
the Ellen B. one night.

And she said that she felt a hand
just slipping right under her pillow.

And she turned her head
real slow-like,

and she bit him
right in the arm!

My goodness, he started to holler
like all get out and ran away.

My grandma said, "Just goes to show you
what you can do if you keep your head."

And your teeth in it.

Did they catch the burglar?

Well, they did so.

They picked up a man with her
teeth marks right there on his arm.

They sent for my grandma to come
to town to see if her teeth fit.

But she said she was just too
busy putting up blackberry juice.

She put the teeth in a bag and
sent them along with my grandpa.

They fit, all right.

Why you know, they took that burglar
and sent him right off to jail.

Hello. How's our patient?

If you're here about changing
my room, the answer is no.

I've come to take your pulse
and your temperature, Mr. Tripp.

It was supposed to be done
before breakfast.

I wasn't in the mood.

Well, it'll have
to be done now.

Darn it!

I left my watch
in the washroom.

Here, take his
temperature, Tammy.

I'll be right back.

Millie! Millie...

I can't.

Something wrong?

Well, I never took
a body's temperature before.

There's nothing to it.

Well, I mean, I know that.
I've seen it done before.

Well, do it.

Oh, I daresn't.

Why daresn't you?

Well, it'd be different
if you was a babe,

but a man fully growed...

For heaven's sake!

Well, I do declare!
Both ends?

I want you close to the recovery
room every moment, Coleman.

Yes, Doctor.

If there's the slightest change,
get in touch with me immediately.

Of course.

Mark, how about dinner at my club
tonight before the cardiology meeting?

I'm sorry, I can't even make
the meeting. I've got a date.

With Tammy?

Well, yes.
How did you know?

A little difficult to keep
secrets in a hospital, Mark.

I understand you've taken
her out several times.

Yes, I've been doing what
she calls "culture-izing" her.

You know, ballet,
concert, museum.

Tonight we're seeing
Romeo and Juliet.

Mark, you're just starting
out in heart surgery.

When I picked you
as my assistant,

I felt you wouldn't permit
anything to interfere with our work.

I hope you haven't
changed your mind.

Oh, no, Doctor.
Nothing like that.

You know,
that Mr. W. Shakespeare,

he sure ate up plenty of the
fruit of the Tree of Knowledge.

He did, indeed.
He was a genius.

Then how come he came to
write such a muddled-up mess?

Romeo and Juliet
a muddled-up mess?

Well, now, I tell you, I couldn't
have been more discombobbled

if I was night-foundered
in a swamp.

Now, I mean, there'd be Romeo, right?

Now, he's love-pining
for Juliet.

And there'd be Juliet and
she's love-pining for Romeo.

And then, now there's him thinking
that she's done herself in,

and her thinking
that he's done himself in.

And then they both
do themselves in.

Well, I just got so mad I could've
clawed the bark off a hickory tree.

Now, there's no reason
to get angry, Tammy.

There be good reason.

Life's just worth having, I mean,
be it good or evil that befalls.

And Romeo and Juliet just had no
right to cut short their allotted time.

Well, I mean, it's such like being an
abomination in the sight of the Lord.

Well, just chalk up a mistake
in judgment for Mr. Shakespeare.

Yeah, well, you can chalk
up another one. What's that?

He should've written a book
instead of a play for acting out.

Why a book?

Well, a play is public and a book,
well, that's just more private.

I mean, when you sit down,
it's just you and the book.

And words that were spoken
like Romeo and Juliet spoke,

why, they should
just be whispered

when a man and a woman
are just together alone,

not just shouted in a theater
in front of a lot of folks.

Now there you go, laughing at
me like some of the nurses do

when I done said
something wrong.

If I'm laughing, Tammy,
it's with pure delight.

Well, if you're pleasured by
me and something I've said,

then I am pleasured by you
and your laughing at me.

I often come up here to catch
a smoke and count the stars.

You've got a faraway look,
Tammy. Farther than the stars.

Well, I was just
pondering on love

and, well, how it comes to each
of us in a different manner.

That to some it's just
like a song singing,

and to others, like Miss Juliet in
the play, or Miss Coleman, it's...

Well, it's a sadness just like
the call of the mourning dove.

Miss Coleman?

She's been love-pining something
terrible for Dr. Bentley.

Rachel Coleman
and Wayne Bentley?

Really, Tammy,
you can't be serious.

But I am, for a fact.

My goodness, she just wears her heart
in her eyes every time she beholds him.

Well, I'm sure Dr. Bentley
doesn't know about it.

Neither do l.

That's 'cause you're just
too wrapped up in leeching.

I mean, maybe your whole life
is dedicated to leechcraft,

but, well, for Miss Coleman
it is just a foxhole.

Foxhole?

A place she dug
to hide in.

And now she's afraid to come out for
fear her life has just been flowing by,

fast and forever gone, just
like the river after a rain.

Well, Coleman's been with Dr.
Bentley long enough to realize

that our work leaves little
time for love or anything else.

That's because you and Dr. Bentley
just ain't got the least notion

what true love really is.

Well, I know this
about true love.

It's not fair to expect a wife
and family to be content

with a leftover corner
of a man's heart.

A leftover corner is
all a woman needs,

providing that there's
a lot of love in it,

and not just
a stingy smidgen.

You know, Tammy, you've
almost got me believing it.

Well, be you gonna
or be you ain't?

Be I gonna what?
Kiss me.

Well, I wasn't even
thinking about it.

Well, then how come
you was puckered?

Well, now, I can't do no comparing
with a picayune peck like that.

Comparing?

What're you trying
to compare?

Well, like I told you,
I had these two beaus.

Now, when Pete kissed me he made me
feel like I was just a little girl,

not yet fully growed.

But then there
was Tom Freeman,

you know, the almost-professor
at Seminola College.

Well, when he kissed me, l...

Well, he gave me
a sort of womanish feeling.

And now you want me to
kiss you so you can compare?

Well, that's what Mrs.
Call said I just got to do.

I do declare!
There it goes again!

That sort of
womanish feeling?

Inside my stomach.

Only this time it just
ain't sort of. It's...

Why, it's womanish-womanish.

Now, come on, let's
do some more comparing.

Don't you want
to kiss me again?

Yes. Very much.

In fact, too much.

It's late. We'd better
go back inside.

Well, you go on ahead.

I think I'll just tarry
here a little longer.

I hear the cottonwoods

whispering above

Tammy, Tammy

Tammy's in love

The old hootie owl hootie-hoos

to the dove

Tammy, Tammy

Tammy's in love

Does my lover feel what I feel

when he comes near?

My heart beats so joyfully

You'd think that he could hear

Wish I knew

if he knew

what I'm dreaming of

Tammy, Tammy

Tammy's in love

Wish I knew

if he knew

what I'm dreaming of

Tammy, Tammy

Tammy's in love

Take this patient
to Recovery Room B.

Cut off five-yard strips of
bandage and put them in there.

I'll get you a yardstick.

There ain't no need.

Grandma done all
the measuring thusly.

That ought to be
close enough.

I'll be back
in a few minutes.

Millie, I don't see no
shears here for cutting.

They're around somewhere.
Look in that drawer.

It must be here. I couldn't have
removed the appendix without it.

It didn't fall on the floor,
Doctor. I looked.

Oh, no!
I couldn't have!

Come on, step on it.
This is an emergency.

What's up? I thought it
was a simple appendectomy.

Not now, it isn't.

Dr. Whitford wanted in surgery.

Dr. Crindle wanted in surgery.

Dr. Ames, Dr. Shultz, Dr. Ricardo,
come to surgery, immediately!

I'm sure I put them
right on here.

Notify our
insurance company.

If word of this leaks out,
I'm ruined!

So is the hospital.

Get me a sterile gown and
prepare for immediate surgery!

Yes, Doctor.

When you finish this floor,
Tammy, do the next one.

Yes, ma'am.

I'm afraid I'll have to keep you
mopping floors until I'm convinced

you won't get into
trouble elsewhere.

Yes, ma'am.

Hi, Millie.
Hi.

I've never seen such a ruction
in all my born days.

So many growed men getting
into such a swivet

over a teensy little
pair of scissors.

At least you didn't get fired.

I can thank Miss Coleman for that.
You know, she spoke up for me.

She's a good woman.

It saddens me to see her
so sorrow-filled all the time.

It saddens most of us,
Tammy,

but nobody can do
anything about it.

Well, there be one,
and that's Dr. Bentley.

I never knowed
how fearsome it could be

when a woman loves a man
and the love ain't returned.

Well, I guess it's a burden each
of us totes in a different fashion.

Miss Coleman in her way,
and others in other ways.

Like Tammy Tyree in her way?

Millie, I don't know
what I'm going to do.

Do you know that Dr. Cheswick
ain't said a word to me in days?

I mean, just except
for howdy while passing.

It's got me plain
discombobbled.

Like I tried to tell you,
Tammy, an intern is an intern.

Tammy.

Please try not to get
into trouble again.

Have no fear, ma'am.

I'll make no more mistakes.
I'm like a nail in a sure place.

Good.

Miss Coleman!

Sir, you daresn't!

I have to do this.

Sir, no matter how sorely provoked
at life you be, it's worth living!

Tammy!

Thank goodness you're here!

I stuck my chin out with Coleman
getting you another chance, Tammy,

so please take it easy.

Yes, ma'am.
And I'm muchly beholden.

Where should I put
this dirty laundry?

You'll find a dumb-waiter
outside the door.

Here!

What do you think
you're doing?

Gosh a'mighty!
You can talk!

Well, certainly,
I can talk!

Ben't you
the dumb-waiter?

No! I be Chief of Staff!

Why didn't you tell me Mrs. Call
was such a good chess player, Tammy?

I've only beaten her
once all week.

Well, I didn't knowed. And
besides, I brought your lunch.

It ain't apples and flagons,
but it sure should comfort you.

Apples and flagons!

I see you're not up
on your Bible, Mr. Tripp.

"Comfort me with apples
and stay me with flagons."

Well, it'll still taste
like dog food.

Have you talked
to you-know-who lately?

No, ma'am, I've been
too busy mopping floors.

I don't suppose you-know-who
would be Dr. Cheswick?

No need to look
so surprised.

There's precious little goes on in
this hospital I don't know about.

If Mr. Snoop knows so much
that's going on,

I guess it won't do any harm
for him to know more.

Tammy is convinced that Dr.
Cheswick doesn't like her

because he stopped
inviting her out.

It's got me plain
discombobbled, sir.

The important thing is
how do you feel about him?

Well, same as before.

I mean, just because
a man alters his ways,

well, that's got nothing to
do with the loving of him.

You're trying to say you're
in love with Dr. Cheswick?

Well, I ain't positive that it's the
forever after kind of love, but l...

But I sure get a giddy feeling
when he kisses me.

Just a glandular reaction.
Doesn't mean a thing.

How do you feel
when he isn't kissing you?

Well, when he ain't around, I get
such a sweetly sad emptiness that it...

It just seeps through the
furthermost part of my being.

Now, that's important.

Since when is a
never-married bachelor

supposed to be an expert
on love, Mr. Tripp?

Married or not, Mrs. Call,
I've had my moments.

Well, I can give Tammy all the
motherly advice that she needs.

A situation like this
calls for fatherly advice.

Tammy, I believe Dr. Cheswick
stopped seeing you

not because he doesn't
want to, he's afraid to.

Afeared of me?

Afraid of falling in love.

The young fool is trying
to imitate Dr. Bentley.

You reckon that's the
true way of it, ma'am?

I reckon that's
the true way of it.

I'm afraid that Dr. Cheswick isn't
going to change his opinions on love

until Dr. Bentley
changes his.

Well,

Iooks like them two leeches is
fermenting in the same barrel of mash.

And since I can't do
nothing about Dr. Cheswick,

I sure aim to try to do
something about Dr. Bentley.

And you can just
set that down

and nail it right up
on the wall.

"Fermenting in the same
barrel of mash."

Come in.

Yes, Tammy?

Ma'am, I am vexed
by a grievous problem

and I just must
unburden myself.

Well, sit down
and unburden.

The reason I come to you is because
I figured you were the only one

to give me
the proper advice.

Why me?

Because we're both mud-stuck
in the same swamp hole.

I don't understand.

Well, now, you take me. I'm
fair distraught by Dr. Cheswick.

And then you take you,
love-pining for Dr. Bentley.

So, the way
I figured it...

Dr. Bentley?

Where did you get
such an idea, Tammy?

Well, I didn't reckon you was
keeping it a secret,

the way all the other hospital
folks been talking about it.

They've been laughing
behind my back?

Oh, ma'am,
they ain't been laughing.

They all be
your true friends,

and they feel a real
sadness on account of it.

Pitying me?
That's even worse!

Well, I do declare, I just
can't keep myself all together,

Iiving amongst people with
their strange, mixed-up notions.

Now, I just can't see
no shame in being in love

or wanting to cherish another,
regardless of what pain may be given.

There's no shame in love,
Tammy,

only in letting it
make a fool of you.

I'm afraid I've been doing
that for a long time.

Ma'am, when I was living
on the river,

I many times seen
a piece of driftwood

get caught up in
a slow-moving current,

and all unawares would just
start circling around and around.

And it would get caught up in
this large whirlpool that would...

Well, it would last forever.

And you think
I'm driftwood?

Well, till you come
out of drifting...

Ma'am, you've just got to go tell
Dr. Bentley how much you care for him,

and that you're not just his right arm,
the way the hospital folks been saying,

but you be a woman, too.

It's easy when
you're young, Tammy.

For me, it's too late.

Not if'n you set
your mind to it.

Ma'am, you've just gotta!

'Cause until you do, I just can't
get no place with Dr. Cheswick.

Don't worry, Tammy.

I promise I'll do
something about it.

Thank you, ma'am.
I'm muchly beholden.

Okay.

It's your turn now,
Charles Edward Jones.

Oh!

Lord have mercy, I plumb forgot
to put back their jewelry.

Oh, well, at least I know
you be Charles Edward Jones.

Yes, sir.

Oh...

Well, now...

And you be Linda.
Yes! Well. Yeah.

No, wait.

No, that's Linda there,
over yonder way.

You're Alice Mae.

Here's Linda.

I don't rightly recall.

Be you Nils Eric Svensen lll

or Bernard Schwartz?

Schwartz.

Milk break.

It's time for our new citizens
to visit their mommies.

All right.

Hi, I have a visitor for you.

There he is.

Thank you.

Nurse!

I could've took an oath on the
Bible that he be Bernard Schwartz.

There hasn't been so much
excitement around here

since Tony Curtis
came in for a check-up.

It's a good thing the babies'
footprints are on record.

Well, look who's back cleaning
floors again, the moppet from Dixie.

You spill it,
she mops it.

What's Grandpa's cure for
housemaid's knee, Tammy?

Well, he sits on it.

Well, you know, my grandpa, he got a
heap of cures for almost all ailments.

Except there's one thing they
ain't invented a cure for yet.

And that's bad manners.

You know,
when I come here,

I figured nurses was closer to
being angels of God than most folks,

seeing they had the power
to heal in their wings.

Well, I seed now
that I was mistook.

I guess living on the river caused a
great gulf between me and the rest of you,

a gulf that I've tried
powerful hard to cross.

And the more
I hankered at it,

the more you put me up to
scorn, mocking and laughing,

Iike the children who ran after
Elisha and provoked him mightily.

In case you be ignorant on such
matters, it come from the Bible.

And you know, another thing I
figured I'd learn living amongst you,

and that would be
enlargening my mind.

But the only thing I learned here
was a new kind of lonesomeness.

I ain't bitter. I mean, I reckon
that you've just looked upon

so much suffering and sorrow that,
well, it's kind of warped your seeing.

Otherwise, you couldn't decide that
taking pain away from some folks

give you the right
to hurt others.

Well, I reckon
that's all I've got to say,

except that when Luke wrote in the
Good Book, "Physician, heal thyself,"

maybe he was thinking
of nurses, too.

We had it coming and more.

Especially me.

Tammy?

Tammy, I've been
looking for you.

I am in no mood
for bonding in small talk.

This isn't small talk, Tammy.
It's about Mrs. Call.

I've just left Dr. Bentley.

These are Mrs. Call's latest
tests, and they're not very good.

Well, how not
very good are they?

Her mitral valve is
becoming more atresic.

That means she's
rapidly getting worse.

She ain't
going to die?

Not if we can help it.

That's why Dr. Bentley has
decided to advance her operation.

Well, how soon?

Day after tomorrow.

Does Mrs. Call know?

Dr. Bentley said
he'd tell her.

I am sorely troubled
at the evil tidings.

Even though Mrs. Call and I
ain't begat from the same seed,

I feel like she be
my own flesh.

Well, I promise we'll do
everything humanly possible, Tammy.

Well, I ain't afeared, knowing that
she be in such good hands as yours

and Dr. Bentley's
and Miss Coleman's,

and above all,
the good Lord's.

Tammy, I know this is hardly
the time to discuss it, but...

Well, I've been doing a lot of
thinking lately about us, you and me.

Some of the things
I've said...

You're right,
Dr. Cheswick.

This ain't hardly the time
to discuss it.

My place now
is with Mrs. Call.

Why, that poor woman must be nigh unto
distracted out of her mind with worry.

I can't move.

Looks like I'm finished.

It's the end.

You're early, Tammy.

Just in time to see me
win my second game.

Just luck.

I reckon Dr. Bentley
ain't been here yet.

Yes, he came
and went long ago.

Didn't he say
nothing special?

Well, nothing that I wasn't
expecting to hear, except...

Well, I didn't think it would be
quite so soon as day after tomorrow.

Your operation?

Why in thunder didn't
you tell me, Mrs. Call?

Well, I didn't consider it anyone's
business but mine, Mr. Tripp.

It happens to be
my business, too!

I mean, I don't want you
doing anything foolish, Annie.

I have no intention of doing
anything foolish, Jason.

In fact, I promised Dr.
Bentley, when I'm cured

I'm going to build him
a new heart research wing.

If he brings you through this
safely, Annie, I'll build it.

Oh, no, you won't.

It's my money and I'll do
what I like with it!

It's my operation,
Mr. Tripp!

Well, we'll tell him to make a
larger wing, and both endow it, Annie.

That's fair enough, Jason.

Why don't you get hold of Dr.
Bentley now and let him know?

Good idea.

Tammy.

You were right
about Mr. Tripp, Tammy.

He is a good man inside.

Come and sit
beside me, child.

I was lying here earlier

remembering the first day
I came to live on the Ellen B.

I was a lonesome,
bitter old woman.

You helped me find myself.

Well, I don't rightly see how.

I mean, the way I remember it, it
was always you that was helping me.

Since then, I've grown
very fond of you.

Almost as if you
were my very own.

Well, it pleasures me to hear you say
that, ma'am, being I feel likewise.

If anything goes wrong,

you get in touch with
Mr. Welling, my lawyer.

Before we came here, I made arrangements
so that you'll be taken care of.

Please, ma'am, there's only one thing
I want and that's for you to get better.

I know, child.
I know.

Run along, now. Get back to
your work. I've got to rest.

Mercy, miss,
I almost plumb forgot!

I brung you a gift.

It's my grandma's
good luck pin.

Tammy, why,
that's beautiful.

Thank you, dear.

It was made out
of her pappy's hair.

Her pappy's hair?

Yes'm.

When my grandma's
pappy died,

her ma cut off a lock
of his hair

and wove it
into this keepsake.

She made three teardrops
out of that fine, black hair,

then she bound it in glass
and tied it with a silver cord.

You know, she worked a whole
year for a silversmith in Natchez

to make it
into this breastpin.

And then she wore it the rest
of her life as a mourning pin,

to mourn her man
that was gone.

But my grandma said that the
mourning's long since gone out of it

and that it would
bring good luck.

Good luck because the only
thing left in it was love.

Tammy, we want you to know
how sorry we are

for the way
we behaved toward you.

No need to be sorry.
Ain't no harm done.

If there's anything
I can do...

Well, there'd be
one thing you can do.

You can tell me how a body
goes about finding the river.

The river?

Well, my grandma and grandpa done their
most powerful praying at the river.

They opined that God
felt closest there.

There is no river, Tammy.

But I heard tell that there be
one that goes by the entitlement

of the Los �ngeles River.

It's as dry as a desert.

But I've got a better idea.
Come on. Come with me.

I never seed
the ocean before.

Why, there's even
more of it than I figured.

Well, it stands to reason that
if the Lord listens at the river,

he'll listen every
bit as good here.

Dear Lord, there's such a teensy
space betwixt the quick and the dead.

Please, please, keep Mrs.
Call from passing through.

And you, Grandma, well, now that you
dwell in the shelter of the most high,

I'd be muchly beholden
if you'd help out.

Mrs. Call is a godly woman.

She always thinking
of other folks,

and she done a heap of things
for a lot of people,

including me.

She's been doing all the things
that you was fixing to do, Grandma,

afore you got took away.

Her operation's going to be
the day after tomorrow.

And if she were to get
took away now, why,

all the sweet sap of life
would just dry up within me,

and naught would be left
but the ache of its going.

So, please, Grandma, please,
whisper a word in Mrs. Call's favor.

I'd be muchly beholden.

Baxter speaking. Yes.

Assist who?

When?

What is it?

I'm assisting Dr. Bentley
in surgery tomorrow.

What about Coleman?

She's gone away.

You mean,
forever gone away?

Packed up, checked out last night
and left a letter of resignation,

and nobody knows why.

Dr. Bentley...
Some other time, Tammy.

But I've been waiting
to talk to you.

I wouldn't want to go
through that again.

Dr. Bentley was as nervous as an
intern at his first tonsillectomy.

Millie, maybe
you can tell me...

I can tell you one thing.

Dr. Bentley doesn't want
a nurse to help him.

He wants a mind reader.

Did something go wrong?
Plenty.

And I'm glad he told me he
doesn't want me in there tomorrow

for Mrs. Call's operation.

Mark... Oh! I mean,
Dr. Cheswick.

Yes, Tammy?

Well, you've just got to put
off Mrs. Call's operation.

That's impossible. Dr.
Bentley would never permit it.

But Miss Coleman
ain't gonna be there.

We'll manage.

Well, maybe so, but without her it's
going to be a heap more dangerous.

It's far more dangerous
to postpone.

I should have never come
here. It's all my fault.

Now, there's no reason
to blame yourself, Tammy.

There be good reason.
I scratched up a snake.

It's on account of me
that Miss Coleman took off.

How on account of you?

Well, it was me
that told her

about folks knowing how she
was love-pining for Dr. Bentley.

And, well, I guess she just figured
that she was shamed before the worid.

I don't know, living on the
river, I just never suspicioned

that folks carried so much
false pride in their hearts.

Now, don't worry, Tammy.

We'll have a well-qualified
nurse in her place.

But it ain't no longer what hospital
folks been calling first team.

I just got to go
and try to find Miss Coleman

and tell her how much
Dr. Bentley needs her.

Well, it's worth a try,
Tammy.

You can find her home address
at the personnel office.

Thank you.

Well, ma'am, the last time
I came to you with a problem,

it was because I was just being
selfish and, well, thinking of myself.

But now it's Mrs. Call's life
that's teetering in the balance.

Ma'am, it ain't just Mrs. Call
who needs you. It's Dr. Bentley.

Why, he proved that today
in the operating room.

Without you by his side, he was as
discombobbled as a short dog in tall grass.

Well, ma'am, maybe that's just his way
of showing you how much he loves you.

For love comes to each of us in a
manner different from all others.

And Dr. Bentley has just been trying
to live his whole life without love.

And you know the good Lord
didn't intend man to do that.

That's how come I figure that
maybe he needs your help.

Well, I guess I'd better go.

I reckon that's all I
got to say on the subject.

Good day, ma'am.

Dr. Ricardo. Dr. Ricardo, please call
Chief of Staff.

Be there any news
yet, Mr. Tripp?

Just got here, Tammy.

I hurried through my chores,
but it were an enduration.

The waiting
and not knowing,

Iike time just all at once
slowed down to a snail-crawl,

and then there ain't
no fore and no after,

just a heavy in-between time
to be lived through.

She's going to be all right,
Tammy. I feel it.

I'd breathe a heap of a lot easier
if I knew Miss Coleman was in there.

She'll come through it, Tammy.

Every nurse in the hospital
is pulling for her.

Dr. Whitford, Dr. Ames,
emergency, Surgery 2.

Dr. Whitford, Dr. Ames,
Surgery 2.

She's come through it
fine, this far.

This far?

You mean,
they don't know for sure?

We'll know more after
she regains consciousness.

I'll be back
as soon as I clean up.

Thanks, Rachel.

Thank Tammy. Without
her, I wouldn't be here.

No change.

I'm going off duty now.
Dr. Bentley will take over.

Yes, Doctor.

Now, Miss Tyree, you're going
to your room and get some sleep.

It's been over 24 hours.

But, Dr. Cheswick, it just wouldn't
make no sense, my trying to sleep,

I'm completely
forsook by slumber.

I think I'm just
gonna wait over here.

Dr. Whitford,
please go to Recovery Room A.

Dr. Whitford,
please go to Recovery Room A.

Come in.

She's coming through it fine.
She's going to be all right.

Mark, such tidings bring
such a joy that,

well, it wakens tears.

I knew she'd be okay
right along.

All this fuss
for nothing.

Tammy.

Dr. Bentley, you are the
best leech in all the worid!

I like you, Tammy. But you'd better
get yourself a younger doctor.

I'm already spoken for.

Tammy is, too.

Jason.

Jason.

Annie.

You, too?

It's a medical experiment.

I drank some of
your river water.