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The McBee Dynasty1 The Streets of San Francisco, a Quinn Martin production.

Starring Carl Malden.

Also starring Michael Douglas.

With guest stars Robert Reed, Lyndon Childs,

Shelley Novak.

Tonight's episode, The Honorable Profession.

I'd also like a list of your latest generic drugs that I'm always adding to

list. You're a doctor?

Yes, I am. Fine, I'll have a listen back. I'll get them for you. All righty.

Don't move, Turk.

Empty it.

Here's that list, Doctor.

Check the back. See if there's any drugs.

Give me one, Benny.

Easy on the onions this time. They kind of cramp my style.

Besides, how can I taste all that grease if you put the onions on?

All units, 27, 22 Bay Street.

Silent, 100, hold up alarm.

Code 2.

They're playing my song. Keep it warm, Benny.

Will you hurry up?

Move it!

All units, 2722 Bay Street.

Silent 100, hold up alarm.

Code 2.

There's a couple of blocks in here.

Come on, move it.

Near wallet, turkey.

Slow. Real slow.

Come on, come on. Forget the drugs. Let's get out of here.

Pull it right there.

You take care of these two.

All right. I'm a doctor.

Stay still. I'm getting my bag. I'll be right back.

Let me get through here.

Don't try to get up. Don't try to get up.

Lie still.

Don't move.

That's it.

Oh, man.

It hurts.

How bad is it, Mike?

Excuse me, let me show you.

Just a scratch. You're going to be okay.

Anybody ever tell you lying is a sin? Let me look at it.

Emergency is the closest. Why don't you give him a call and tell him to have an

OR open and plenty of plasma for a transfusion. All right, Doctor.

Okay, he'll be turning on his side.

Is he going to be all right, Doctor?

Maybe. We can get him to the hospital on time. I tell you, if you move those

people back and clear a path for an ambulance, because when they get here,

got to move and move fast. Yeah.

All right, step back, everybody. Way back. We want an ambulance to come

here. Way back.

Come on.

Everybody, get way back. Come on, please.

How is he?

They just took him in.

What about those two punks? Booked them, went back, tried to find the gun,

couldn't. Pharmacist is coming in and trying to make a positive ID.

How is he, doctor?

Well, he's in good hands. They're doing the best they can.

I'm sorry, Mr. Stone.

Lieutenant Stone, this is Inspector Keller.

I'm going to have to have your name for the report.

Holtfield. Arnold Holtfield.

Arnold Holtfield.

And, uh, what do we get in touch with you? I'm on the staff at St. Agnes.

St. Agnes.

Would you excuse me? I have to check in.

Are you the police?

Yes, Lieutenant Stone with Inspector Kelly.

Well, I'm sorry.

He's dead.

Would have taken a miracle.

Location of the wound.

Internal hemorrhaging.

I think he feels worse than we do.

Well, you must have seen something.

How tall were they? What was the color of their hair? What kind of clothes were

they wearing? I was in the back of the store, Lieutenant.

I came out, someone hit me from behind, and when I hit the floor, I stayed.

Well, then you saw the shoes. What were they? I don't know. All I could think

about was pushing that alarm button. She sure had a lot of courage with him

standing right there. Oh, I'm not so sure.

I think I rang that alarm because I was afraid someone's going to hit me again,

and it hurts.

All right, thanks.

Oh, Lieutenant, I think the doctor got a good look at them. He was standing out

there the whole time.

What doctor is this?

The one that took care of the officer after he was shot. Find him. He told us

he's on the staff at St. Agnes. Tell him I'll set up a lineup at his

convenience. Now, when do I get my money?

How much was taken?

I ran that register tape on it. It's $178 .23.

Yeah, that's about how much they had on them.

I'm sorry, but I can't give it back to you now.

Why not? It's my money.

We have to prove that they were the ones that robbed your store or killed that

officer. Oh, they're the ones, Lieutenant. You know it and I know it.

I asked you if you could identify them and you said you couldn't.

We need proof.

It has to be proven to the satisfaction of the court.

Now, when we find a witness, we'll call you.

You ask that doctor and he'll... When the doctor comes in, I'll let you know.

Thank you.

Okay. Thank you very much. Well, that's funny.

What's funny?

I thought he said he's on the staff at St. Agnes. He did.

I've got it in my notebook.

You were there when he told me.

Here it is.

Dr. Arnold Holtfield, St. Agnes. I called the hospital. They have no Dr.

Holtfield registered there, and there's none in the phone book either.

All right, check with the Board of Medical Exchange.

Without that doctor, we don't have a case.

I know.

Yeah, could I have a listing?

Hello, Mr. Morton.

Hello, Doctor. It's a beautiful day, Mr. Schultz. Everybody says it's going to

rain. Thirty bodies complaining of assorted aches and pains. And every

well, I'll bet it does rain.

Mrs. Travis inside?

Yeah, she's out in the garden. She's expecting him. Oh, by the way, you

met the prodigal yet, have you?

Her boy.

He's a troublemaker.

Nothing but complaints.

Well, you get used to that in my line of work, right?

appeared to get on in life by putting his hands in his pocket and

the baker, who in his turn folded his arms and stared at the grocer, who stood

at his door and yawned at the chemist.

Well, this is Valentine's Day. The watchmaker, always pouring over a little

with a magnifying glass in his eye and always inspected by a group in smocked

frock. How's my favorite teenage patient?

Dr. Avery, I was beginning to think you weren't coming today.

Well, I got caught in a little emergency cross time. I came as soon as I was

free. Oh.

Oh, Doctor, I'd like to have you meet my son, Hank.

Your son? Well, I wasn't aware.

I'm very aware of you, Doctor. My mother talks about you all the time.

Quite highly.

Hank lives in Phoenix.

He just flew in for a visit.

Well, far be it for me to interrupt a family reunion.

But I didn't want to drop off these pills.

My mother's very fortunate to have a physician who's willing to make house

calls. I thought your breed was all but extinct.

Oh, there are a few of us dinosaurs left.

Besides... Favorite patients deserve favorite privileges.

I tell you, I'm a little behind schedule.

Why don't you let me run along and then I'll get back to you next week.

I'll walk you out. Okay.

Don't let me hear about you playing any touch football while I'm not here.

I've got spies in this place.

You have my word.

Bye -bye.

No, I've never been to Phoenix, so I've flown over it a number of times.

Well, Mr. Travis, nice meeting you.

Doctor, I'd like to have a little talk with you later in private, if you don't

mind. Well, if it's about your mother's condition... Actually, it's the

treatment of my mother's condition that I'd like to discuss with you.

As I'm sure you can understand, I became curious about the kind of medication

that you've had my mother on. So I took one of her pills to a private lab and I

had it analyzed.

Friends of mine have warned me about the kind of people who prey on the elderly

and the infirm, especially the wealthy ones.

Naturally, I wouldn't want my mother to fall into the hands of a charlatan.

I mean, I could go to the authorities, but I don't really want to do that

I have to.

It would upset Mother, and she does think so very highly of you. So if we

have that little private consultation later at your convenience, I'd certainly

appreciate it.

Why don't you drop by my office?

About three this afternoon.

That's my card, and there's the address.

Good. I'll be there.

I do hope we can come to some mutual understanding, Doctor.

After all, we both want what's best for my mother, don't we?

No, Lieutenant. I never saw the man before in my life.

I didn't think anything of it. I don't know every doctor in this town.

Well, we checked with the Board of Medical Advisors.

They say there is no Dr. Holtfield in San Francisco.

Well, maybe he isn't from San Francisco. He said he was on his staff at St.

Agnes.

Look, why don't you tell me exactly what you want to know? What I want to know

exactly is, was he killed by the bullet or by the kind of medical treatment he

got after he was wounded?

He was very badly wounded, Lieutenant.

Don't tell me I know he was very badly wounded.

But let me put it to you this way.

If that police officer had been shot and fallen directly onto the operating

table, we might have been able to save him.

I say might have been able to save him.

Anyway, that doctor of yours did a hell of a good job.

Well, if he did such a good job, why did he give us a phony name?

Well, maybe he was afraid somebody was suing for malpractice.

No, no, that doesn't work in this state, and you know it. We've got the good

Samaritan law. Any doctor that gives first aid at the scene of an emergency

not liable for a malpractice suit.

Well, then maybe I ought to meet all my patients at the scene of the accident.

Oh, look, I don't know.

Maybe he is an imposter.

I couldn't swear to it, and I couldn't testify to it.

But there is that chance.

I mean, anything's possible, right?

That's right.

Well, okay, if, uh...

You'll excuse me. I have some patients to take care of.

Phony doctor.

Why would any guy pull a stunt like that?

And I let him. Oh, come on. You can't blame yourself.

Well, he seemed to know what he was talking about, what he was doing. He's

phony. He's hiding under some rock somewhere. Yeah, and we've got to find

He's our only witness.

And I want him for personal reasons. I put a call in the Chicago offices of the

EMA. If there ever is a Dr. Holfield registered, they'll find him and we'll

him. We'd better get him.

Stephen Holtfield, M .D., 1912, 1972.

Well, that tells us one thing. At least our imposter, he didn't pick any name

from random. He picked somebody who wouldn't be around to challenge him.

The VR guy knew Holtfield.

He could have been a patient or something.

Also, I had the AMA check on his widow's address. She moved after he died.

Some way to go, Mike.

Called himself a doctor. Walked right in and took over right there in front of

me. Still taking yourself over the poles and that sort of thing? Well, when I

was a kid, there were two kinds of people who were taught to respect and to

trust.

Priests and doctors.

So what happened to the cops?

No, priests and doctors have built -in respect. Cops got to earn it.

Very impressive, doctor.

Very impressive credentials.

All the proper medical schools.

In this age of the hypochondriac business must be booming, huh?

There's still enough physical maladies to keep us all busy, Mr. Travis.

I don't think you're really here to discuss the state of the medical

No, I'm not. I believe I told you I had these little pills analyzed. Is this

what you prescribe to combat those real physical maladies?

Sugar?

Mr. Travis, it's a placebo.

And we sometimes find it psychologically beneficial in the treatment of patients

for whom there is no medical alternative.

For whom there are no cures.

Yes.

In other words, my mother is dying and you're not really doing anything to

are you?

Why this sudden concern for your mother's well -being? I mean, I've been

doctor for a number of years. What else have you been?

I don't think I understand that.

Really?

This is a copy.

of a codicil to my mother's will, naming you as a beneficiary to the tune of $20

,000.

I didn't know anything about this.

I'll bet you didn't.

I don't want her money.

I'll ask her to take me out of her will. No, no, no.

I don't want you to do that. As a matter of fact, I want you to have the money.

Because you're going to earn it, Doctor.

Every penny of it.

You know, when I first saw this, I got really very angry. That's when I decided

to check up on you just to find out what kind of a ghoul you really are.

Would you like to know what I found out about you?

You're not a real doctor at all.

You're a phony, a fake, an imposter.

You know something? I'd rather admire that.

Because I'm a very unscrupulous person myself, and I just have a feeling

that between the two of us, we're going to make crime pay.

$20 ,000 for you, $80 ,000 for me.

What are you talking about?

Doctor, my mother is in terrible pain. I want you to put an end to her

suffering.

the police the American Medical Association the newspapers it's strictly

you doctor I want you to understand that

I need more time. I understand perfectly.

I understand perfectly.

I'll be in touch with you, Doctor.

And, Doctor, I just know you're going to make the right decision.

Absolutely not. My mind's made up.

You can use the money for...

Whichever medical charity you favor, that decision is yours.

But Hank is not getting it.

My son has been perched like a vulture for almost a year.

Before my sickness, I didn't even hear from him for ten years.

So now he's divorced and... he's lost his job.

And he's here looking for an easy ride.

Well, he's not getting one from me.

I'd rather you'd consulted me about this. I mean, if you'd only told me what

were planning.

I mean, you have to know how I felt hearing it from him.

You see, you've placed me in a very awkward position, a doctor in a

will.

I... I'm a sick old woman.

And you've made me feel happy.

Oh, I'm not senile.

I'm responsible for my actions.

And there's nothing that you can say that's going to make me change my mind.

All right, mother.

Don't you worry about it. I'll take care of everything.

And I'm being paged.

Excuse me, I'll be right back.

Yes, it's Dr. Avery. You have a phone call for me?

Right, thank you.

Here you go.

Now, don't neglect those exercises we taught you and give us a call anytime,

even if you think it's false slavery.

Bay Street Free Clinic, Angie speaking.

Well, Doc Avery, just the miracle man we need around here right about now.

What, you swamped again, are you? You better believe it. Flew epidemic

the city. Not to mention the usual assortment of ills and catastrophes.

Say, listen,

you don't suppose you could spare a couple of hours tomorrow morning that

going to have his hands full?

All right, I'll be there about 9 o 'clock.

I thought that went out with Boss and Neato.

Yeah, well, I'm a one -woman restoration committee for the subcultures lingo.

See you.

Eddie, help will be here in the morning. Doc Avery.

Old Doc's stuff shirts, huh?

Well, I'll say one thing for him. At least he cares.

You're ready to do.

I don't know, the ears don't look right to me. Work on the lobes a little more,

will you? I got that one, yeah.

Yeah.

Okay, thank you very much.

Well, I got the word on Holtfield's widow.

That's a little better. She kept the same name. She's living up in San

Does this look all right to you now?

Yeah, it looks good. Maybe the eyebrows are a little bushier. Let's work on

that.

When he has this finished, I will have some of them made up, distribute them to

the hospital, clinics, medical centers.

And send one down to Bunko, will you?

Might as well cover all bases.

I'll go up to San Rafael and talk to his widow.

No, you won't.

I'll do that.

I'll talk to Mrs. Holtfield.

I'll have these made up.

And, listen, you circulate these.

Why don't you go home and get some sleep?

You've earned it.

I've earned it. What are you going to do?

Rank has its privileges.

Yeah, we never heard that before.

Good evening, Doctor.

Listen, we have to stop meeting each other like this. I had to talk to you.

Did you do it?

I can't.

You don't have any choice.

And once it's done, you don't have anything to worry about, not even from

Obviously, I can't go to the police because we're co -conspirators in a

Look at it as a mercy killing it. That'll make you feel any better.

Mr. Travis.

I can't take a human life.

You've got 24 hours, Doctor.

If it isn't done by tomorrow night, I'm going to ruin you. Do you understand

that?

I'm going to ruin you.

24 hours.

Excuse me, sir. What was your name?

How is he?

Got killed in sleep.

No, he didn't move the whole time.

Oh, Arlen.

Fred Arlen.

And you saw the accident?

No, I heard it.

You know that sound when the brakes lock up and the tires squeal and you kind of

hold your breath until it stops? Or the titty of that thud and the crash of

glass? Would you hear the thud? Yeah, as soon as I heard it, I knew somebody had

bought it.

I ran over and I saw this guy checking the body.

and then he ran to his car and took off.

Could you identify that man?

No, it's too dark.

What about the color of the car?

Late model, green Ford.

Oh, I got part of the license number.

That's it, L .E.? I just got the last two letters.

Sure hope that ink's washable.

My wife's going to kill me.

Thank you very much.

Mrs. Holtfield?

Elaine Holtfield?

Yes? I'm Lieutenant Stone, San Francisco Police Department.

I'd like to talk to you for a minute, if I may.

Oh. Please.

All right. Please come in, Lieutenant.

Thank you.

The late Dr.

Holtfield was your husband, wasn't he?

Yes. I want to apologize for the time. I know it's very late, but...

We're trying to track down a man who's using your husband's name.

What do you mean?

Well, he's calling himself a doctor, Dr.

Holtfield.

You mean somebody's impersonating my husband? Yes.

Please come in, Lieutenant.

Why would anyone do such a thing? Who would?

I was hoping you would tell me.

I have a police sketch of the man I'd like you to take a look at. There.

There must be some mistake.

Do you recognize him?

Well, this is Peter, Peter Callahan.

Who's Peter Callahan?

He lived with us for almost two years, Lieutenant.

He was going to college on a scholarship, working part -time after

assistant for my husband.

Arnold was very impressed with his initiative and took a personal interest

the boy.

So finally, we took him in as a boarder. He was Arnold's good right arm. He was

invaluable.

Well, what about his parents?

Oh, I'm afraid they were both dead, Lieutenant.

He was orphaned when he was just a child.

His parents both died tragically within a few months of each other. His father

is the result of a car accident and his mother in childbirth.

Did he feel the doctors were responsible for his parents' death?

Oh, no, on the contrary.

If he was ever bitter, it was because he thought there were too few good doctors

to go around.

When was the last time you saw him?

1961, when he went to medical school.

Medical school?

That's right.

Which one?

The University of Pennsylvania.

My husband's alma mater.

That was what Peter wanted. It was everything he wanted in the world.

Arnold said he'd never seen anyone so passionately devoted to any one singular

pursuit as Peter was to becoming a doctor.

I hope he made it.

Maybe he did.

Maybe he thinks he did.

All the content in the bloodstream.

Good morning, Peter.

No sign of intoxication.

And so presumably a sober man would have reacted in time and gotten out of the

way of the car. Is that right?

Be okay, Bernie.

Thanks a lot.

Good morning.

Good morning.

I thought you were going to go home after I left you last night. So did I.

The city never sleeps.

A new case?

Yeah, hit and run with a new... twist.

After the driver hit the guy, he made sure he was dead before he ran.

Probably some boozer with a guilty conscience.

Yeah, could be.

Anyway, I'm gonna get cleaned up and I'll notify the next of kin.

How'd you do that doctor's widow?

Well, I found out that this imposter's face has a name.

Peter Callahan.

We're gonna find out more when the University of Pennsylvania Medical

returns my call.

Were you lucky circulating these?

Uh, I haven't done it yet.

You know, it's before 8 o 'clock.

Well, now, you know that we can only hold those killers for 48 hours without

charges?

I know that, yeah.

All right.

All right, I'll take a batch of them and circulate them myself.

I'll start with Harvard Emergency.

Nick? Roll up your sleeve, please.

I have this, sweetheart.

Dr. Dunn?

Yeah?

Did he say what the operation was for?

For what?

Did you talk to another doctor, Mr. Prescott?

Well, before you let anybody start cutting on you, I suggest you talk to

doctor and get another medical opinion.

Well, then come on down here. I'll give you my opinion.

No, no, no, no, no. Don't worry about that. It won't cost you a penny.

Yeah, that will be a welcome change, won't it? You bet.

Goodbye, Mrs. Prescott.

The butcher strikes again.

Don't let that penicillin shot get infected, Maria.

Can I talk to you, Dr. Dunn? Oh, you're not going to start something over with

just a cup of coffee with you. Well, I don't think I have time right now. I

think you've got time.

Doctor?

Now, don't anybody get healthy. I'm coming right back.

I would appreciate it if you'd be a little more circumspect

in your references to other doctors.

What exactly are you talking about?

Talking about your telephone call.

Some knife -happy butcher out there wants to take that lady's plumbing out.

And I think he's got her convinced it'll solve all her problems.

Just what are her problems, doctor?

Well, I don't exactly know, but I don't think an operation's a solution.

Don't you think maybe you ought to find out before you start your character

assassination?

I don't need to know the patient.

I already know the doctor.

Would you like to know how many hysterectomies he's performed in the

No. Particularly, I don't keep score on my fellow physicians.

Well, maybe you should. Maybe you should.

He single -handedly has performed more hysterectomies than the entire staff

combined. The man is cutting his way to fame and fortune.

He may also have saved a lot of lives.

You can't save the world with a knife, no matter how you use it.

All right, Doctor.

You're entitled to your opinion. I'm just merely asking you to be careful how

you express it.

I mean, this man has obviously worked long and hard to get where he is.

then he must do whatever it is he does very well or he wouldn't be allowed to

operate. Now, if you think he's doing something dishonest or illegal, I

you put your reputation where your mouth is and you bring him up on charges

because until you're willing to do that, you'd be better off by giving him the

respect you would offer.

Nobody is due respect.

He doesn't come with a diploma.

Let me tell you something, Dr. Dunn.

Any man...

Who takes the Hippocratic Oath. I mean any man who dedicates his life to the

sick and the desperate and the dying. Any man who spends his life trying to

alleviate pain and suffering. That man deserves your respect.

It is due.

And it's payable.

At least while you're around me.

a coffee, doctor.

You

all

right, Eddie?

Oh, yeah. Bye.

Do me a favor, would you, Angie?

Next time you think about scheduling me and the Angel of Mercy, don't.

Loved about ten years ago.

He showed me an airplane ticket he'd just bought, and he said goodbye.

Just as abruptly as that.

Well, this was just as abrupt.

But he didn't get a chance to say goodbye.

Anything I can do.

Anything.

Is she taking it badly?

Well, I guess as well as can be expected.

Does she have anybody that can give her some kind of sedative?

Yes, yes, she has a private physician, Dr.

Avery. If he isn't in his office, I can reach him through his service.

His service?

Well, that's right.

They'll page him if he can't be reached by telephone.

May I use your phone for a minute? Sure. Thank you.

We've got to call that doctor.

All right, I will.

Come on now, don't give me a hard time, girls. Huh?

Think back.

You didn't see him at all.

Well, he was familiar enough with this hospital to have the ambulance sent

Surgical ward nurse Reed.

You sure he wasn't here?

As a matter of fact, he's right here now.

For you, Lieutenant.

Thanks.

Stone. Yes, me, Mike.

I never would have known.

I always can tell when you're getting tired.

Is that what you called to tell me?

Now listen, when we were talking to Callahan, he was paged and you had to go

the phone, remember?

Yeah, I remember.

has a list of its clients, when they were paid, and when they answered the

Yeah, that's right.

Right, so that we know exactly... When Callahan was paid, it would make our job

a lot easier.

Yeah, just hold on.

Miss? Yes?

Would you check the report for the exact time of death of Officer Cirilla, Peter

Cirilla? Yes, sir. That's good thinking, Steve.

The minute I get the report, I'll come down to the office. This is Miss Reed.

I'll be there in about a half hour. Do give me the exact time of death of

Officer Peter Cirilla. I'll hold.

That's right. C -I -U -R -I -L -A.

That's all. Thank you.

And thank you.

Lieutenant, you forgot this.

No, I'm going to leave that here with you.

If you see anyone that resembles this, you just give me a call.

All right. Here, let me give you my card.

He looks harmless enough to me. I mean, he has the kind of face you'd want to

trust.

Like a doctor's face.

Nice to see you, Sally.

Yes, well, would you check your records, please? No, his name's Holtfield.

Holtfield, right.

Well, don't you keep a list of calls received?

Right, well, this man received one around 12 .30 and phoned in for his

soon after that.

Yes, I'll wait, yes.

I was wrong about the answering service. There's over 50 of them in the Bay

Area.

Listen, this came for you.

University of Pennsylvania, rundown in Callahan.

Says here Peter R. Callahan dropped out after only two years in 1963.

Insufficient funds.

At least it wasn't because he was incompetent.

Hey, Steve? Yeah? I've got an operator here with a record of a page at 1228.

That's the fifth one so far.

Yes, would you spell that last name, please?

A -V -E -R -Y.

First name Martin.

And his address?

Avery. I told you that before, Avery.

Not on this case, no.

Yeah, I guess.

Yes, operator, I'm still waiting, yeah.

Hiya, gorgeous.

Hi, Doc.

Is this the chart on 317?

Yeah.

My goodness, what are you doing with the portrait of the Angel of Mercy?

Who? Dr. Avery here. You gonna frame this and hang it in the lobby?

You know him?

Sure, we spent time together down at the pre -clinic. Why?

The police were here looking for him. They think he could be some kind of a

witness to a crime.

I'd better notify the lieutenant.

Maybe Avery's at the clinic. I'll give him a ring.

Thank you, Doctor.

I'm sorry. I'm afraid I'm going to have to leave. But, Doctor, some of these

people have been waiting all morning. It's an emergency. I'm sorry.

Thank you very much.

We'll put everything back the way we found it.

At least we know he went to some good schools.

Yes,

he sure did. He went to a lot of good schools.

Look at this, Mike. He's our man.

Medical school diplomas, all under different names.

Simple, putting press forgeries.

Want a different name? Boom, you got a different diploma.

Raymond Faraday, John Hopkins University.

Dr. William M. Debner, class of 1968.

He's even got the stationery and correspondence to go with every name.

He wanted so bad to have what he couldn't have and what he couldn't be.

Wait a minute.

The codicil of the will of Mrs. Martha Travis.

She was the one whose son was killed by the hit -and -run driver?

That's where I heard that name.

He's her personal physician, and now he's a beneficiary of her will.

He may be a good man, but right now he's turned homicidal.

Murder for profit?

No, not this man. Not what we know about him.

Could be finding out about the real Dr. Avery.

Yeah, Bill, Steve.

Listen, run a license check on Dr.

Avery, will you?

Right, Mark.

Yeah, maybe physicians' plates, maybe not. Anyway, I'll hang on. I may want to

put out an APB.

Doctor, I've been trying to reach you all morning.

It's Mrs. Travis.

You gave her this number in case of emergency.

I'm sorry, Mr. Schultz. I'm leaving town for a while.

But, Doctor, this is an emergency.

I'm sorry.

Hold on. I'll refer you to another doctor.

Another doctor?

Well, you know better than that. She'd never see one.

Doctor, don't you understand? I think Mrs. Travis may be dying.

562 -I -L -E.

All right, that checks what the witness said. You got an address on him?

Right, send out an all -points bulletin. Also, send somebody over to the house

to pick him up.

Yeah, okay. Oh, uh, Steve, hold on for a second.

A call came in just a few minutes ago from Harbor Emergency.

A doctor there, I had need your composite of Callahan of Dr. Martin

Now, the doctor also tipped Callahan.

He knows he's wanted.

Yeah, I'll bet he knows he's wanted. All right, send the units over to that

house anyway. We're on our way to the Kingston Manor.

I told the manager to call Mrs.

Travis's doctor.

He said we should already be there.

Why? Why are you leaving when I need you most? I wouldn't do that, Martha. I

wouldn't do that. That's why I'm here.

I want you to see Dr. Dunn. I want him to familiarize himself with your case.

That way, if anything comes up and I have to leave, I'll have someone to go

All right?

I'll call an ambulance and take you to the hospital.

I don't want to see Dr. Dunn. I want you. I know you and I trust you.

Well, maybe if you knew me a little better, you'd trust me a little less.

You mean because you aren't really a doctor?

Hank told me when he found out that I'd altered my will.

I thought it might change my mind.

He never did understand me.

Of course, I guess I didn't understand him too well either.

You see, I know what's wrong with me, Martin.

I've got a bad case of old age.

You can't cure it.

Nobody can.

But at least you care.

Now there has to be somebody who cares.

Those other doctors I had before you, they were all so busy and sufficient,

not one of them really cared like you.

So you see, even if you weren't doing me any good, you weren't doing me any

harm. So I just closed my eyes to the truth.

I guess that I always knew that

you might have to leave sooner or later.

I just want you to know that it's you I'm grateful to, Martin.

Not what you are.

what you want to be, what you think you are.

Mrs. Travis, I'll take you to the ambulance.

You'll be fine.

I know you've been looking for me, and I'm ready to go.

I am under arrest. I'm afraid so.

I guess that concludes my business.

All right, that's all right.

Get the oxygen from the ambulance.

Give me the bag.

Go up her sleeve.

There's no alcohol in swabs if you douse her arm.

You're going to be all right.

But you're not going to play any tennis for a while.

Well,

I knew that officer didn't stand much of a chance, but I didn't walk away and

not try. Well, the doctor at the hospital said you did quite a job.

I tried.

Well, that's all you can do.

I'm sorry I caused all this trouble, Lieutenant.

You're lucky you're not in a lot more trouble.

When the hit -and -run driver sobered up, he turned himself in to the police.

Dr.

Avery, huh?

I'm afraid you're going to have to give up your practice, Doctor.

Well, I talked to Dr. Dunn about that. He's going to take over for me.

Have you heard anything about Mrs. Travis?

Yeah, her condition's stable.

She's asking for you.

Well, I'll stop by and see you on my way back to the office.

On my way home.

I want you to do me a favor first.

I want you to take a look at Alina and see if you can identify those two punks

who killed Officer Cirillo.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I've got a good long look at her. Come on, follow me.

You seem to have sort of a natural affinity for helping people.

Gets me into a lot of trouble.

Did you ever think about becoming a paramedic? At my age?

I don't think there's any age limit for helping people, do you?

Thank you.