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Ladies and gentlemen, I should like to make a toast for me.

First, of course, to tomorrow's bride and groom, to Becky and Phil.

Becky, you're lovelier than you were the first time I met you in my office.

Of course, the first time I met her in my office, she was six months old and

the sniffles.

To the bride and groom.

Becky and Phil.

Hear, hear.

Hear, hear.

Martin, first time I saw you, you didn't look so pretty.

I had pneumonia and you were tapping my lungs.

The beginning of a beautiful friendship. To the father of the bride, my good

friend Martin Garfield.

Ditto to daddy -in -law Garfield, the most generous father.

two lucky daughters could ever have.

Rick, please.

Daddy, this has been lovely.

Oh, Becky.

Listen, you know, you're both very welcome to stay the night. We have

space.

Sure, I lean and I only take up one room.

Rick, you're a jerk.

Bill has some last -minute packing to do before tomorrow.

Okay.

I'll get that.

Oh,

look at the time. I have to stop by the hospital on my way home.

I'm going to walk you to your car.

You really are rude. But I don't... Stuart,

what are you doing here? I brought a present for the bride.

You're drunk.

I tried to stop him, Martin.

And you forgot to send me an invitation to the rehearsal dinner.

Martin, your own partner.

What were you thinking?

I think you ought to leave.

For you, sweetheart.

Something... Oh, I'm sorry.

Something expensive.

From the shop.

You say what you will about my business sense. I have exquisite taste.

And now, I will go home.

Martin, he's in no condition to drive. There's some place he can sleep it off.

The downstairs bedroom.

Come on. Well, I thank you for your graciousness and hospitality.

I'll see you all tomorrow.

Rick, you better put that on the table with the other gifts in the parlor.

Becky, I'm so sorry.

You can't make everything perfect, Danny. We'll see you tomorrow.

Big day tomorrow.

I'm sorry.

He's down for the night.

Bye, Ruth.

Good night, Mark.

I'll check on the other people here. Yeah, Mark.

Your son, Steve.

Is he still with the police?

Yes, why?

I may want his advice.

What are you talking about?

Never mind.

Becky's getting married tomorrow, and I think I'm just feeling a little old.

You know, forget it now.

Some useless advice from your doctor.

Get a good night's sleep.

Wow. Take it easy.

Take it off.

You two okay?

Yeah. What happened to him? Don't ask.

He broke his leg trying to get a patient out of the elevator.

The elevator stopped between floors.

The patient started hyperventilating. Eddie did whatever he had to do.

I'd say Eddie's the hero.

Hey, good man, Eddie.

You just have to stop. Take him to other patients, right? Eddie, I'll talk to

you later. Where is he in the ER?

He said the ER.

We lost our lights, but we lost our main power.

We're on generators, but the lines to the ER and half the operating rooms were

cut.

Place is a mess.

Um, Dr. Friedland used me in your office as an emergency maternity OR.

He had a mother in full delivery when the quake hit. Can you believe that?

Dr. Sloan. Commander, come here.

You're going to need a new desk. Oh, great.

Donna, listen. Move the pictures in 104. This man's in shock.

Nurse, they need some blankets. They need some blankets raised immediately.

Give him one milligram IV atropine stat. IV atropine stat. Thank God

you're here.

I'm calling a meeting of all departments. heads in 20 minutes. Good,

there. Are you okay, Norman? I can't reach my mother.

The phones in the valley aren't working.

My sister Maria is driving over. She can't get through. I'm sure she's all

right. How is your son?

Well, his watchman had called, said he called today. He was okay. I'm sure he

has his hands full now. As do we all, but we have things to do here, and

what I have to think about.

I wish I could reach my mother.

Nature is humbling us.

God bless.

Has the nurse paged me when you get into the floor?

With those shoes.

I know how it happened.

Jack tried to get in the doorway when the earthquake hit and he forgot to open

the door first.

Don't listen to her. That's not what happened.

What do you mean that's not what happened? You panicked.

I did not panic. You did. I did not want it to stop.

Okay, come on, guys.

Jack?

Jack? Jack!

Aftershock.

They, uh, they happen after earthquakes.

Yeah, we know.

And according to Caltech, they could go on for a month.

Duh.

Next time you've got to recover, save me a little room under there, will you?

You got it.

It'll be fine. Just a little scratch.

Oh, hello, Mark.

Ruth, are you all right?

I was just looking... Rick and Eileen were here.

Ruth, where's Mark? I don't know.

Is there a phone?

What? I have to call Henry. My necklace broke. I hope he can fix it.

Oh, there you are. We were looking for you.

Eileen, your stepmother's apparently in shock.

Where's your father?

What, he's not here?

No, don't you know where he is?

No, we all got separated in the quake. I mean, the house practically fell down

around us. And the police came while we were climbing out. They brought us here.

We were lucky to get out alive.

What about Martin?

You know something? I think I saw him go with Stuart Westlake in another one of

the police cars.

Yeah, I mean, everything was so crazy.

I'm sure he's all right.

I need a telephone. Where do I find a telephone?

Arnold, would you take care of that woman, please?

Hey, Dad.

Steve, I tried to call you. Me, too.

You're all right, huh?

Tired and smelly, but I'm okay. How about you? Oh, I need a long, hot bath.

Yeah, ditto.

You got hot water?

I haven't the foggiest notion. What about you? No hot water, no cold water,

heat, no light, no apartment.

Mind if I crash at your place tonight? You don't mind sleeping on the couch?

Stuart!

Stuart, let's have a look at you here.

Oh, are you all right? Oh, yes, I'm fantastic.

Where's Martin?

I don't know.

Did he leave the house with you?

No. Well, where is he then?

I told you.

I don't know.

Coming up?

You know, I'm not sure.

Do you mind making a stop on the way home? No.

No one has seen Martin Garfield since before the earthquake.

Places, batteries, candles, water.

Look at the devastation. This place took a beating.

This must have been the epicenter.

Yeah, you haven't seen my place yet.

Watch out for them.

He's not still in there.

Martin?

Oh, Lord.

Look at this. What a wreck.

Martin?

Oh, disaster.

If only my place looked this good.

Martin?

Maybe he went to another evacuation center. Oh, I sure hope so.

Martin!

Oh, no, Steve.

It's Martin.

He's dead.

Must have come down during the quake, made it halfway down the hall, and then

arm -wound Milano.

I'm sorry, Dad. I know he was a good friend.

See?

The earthquake didn't kill him.

What do you mean?

It was no accident.

Martin Garfield was murdered.

Steve, I don't think you should report this to the coroner's office as an

Come on, Dad. People don't murder each other during earthquakes.

I don't think it happened during the earthquake.

I think it happened before the earthquake. Look at this.

Covered with plaster and dust.

Meaning what?

meaning he was knocked to the floor before the earthquake hit.

The armoire knocked him down. We saw it ourselves.

Yeah, but don't you see, if the armoire had fallen on him during the quake, it

would have protected him from all this plaster and debris.

Well, maybe all that plaster and dust was just kicked up around him.

Well, maybe, but not on top of him.

I think the armoire was pushed over on him after the quake was over.

You're saying the armoire didn't kill him. Exactly.

I think that somebody hit him in the head.

Martin fell. Go ahead, fellas.

Then the quake hit after that, and he used the quake to help him put it down.

Well, we didn't find anything that looked like a murder weapon anywhere

line. Yeah, I know. No metal rod, no iron poker, no loose bricks, nothing.

It has to be there somewhere. We'll have another look.

Well, that may be a problem. He just red -tagged it. Oh, condemned.

Guess I should call Ruth and Martin's kids.

Yeah, I think I'll go back to the office.

You know, Steve Martin was worried about something. He said he wanted to talk to

you.

Now he's dead.

Look, Dad, we've both been up all night and all day. We're both exhausted. I

can't even think straight.

Why don't we just go home and get some rest? We'll talk about this later. Good

idea. Maybe everything will make more sense after a shower and a good night's

sleep.

Who is it?

Steve, it's me, Jack.

Oh, Jack, I can't open the front door.

Go to the front window.

Jack, you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Well, you need a place to stay?

Yeah, I do.

Come on.

This place got beat up pretty bad, huh? Yeah.

How's your place? Don't ask.

How about yours?

I don't know. I can't find it.

I think it's in the garage now.

Where should I sleep, right here?

Anywhere's fine. Okay.

What a day, huh? Tell me about it.

How's your father?

Well, he's already already went to bed.

My dad's got this.

thing about Martin Garfield's death being a murder instead of an accident.

Uh -huh.

I know his hunches are good and everything, but with all that's going

don't know how we're going to deal with it.

Of course, that could be just what the killer's counting on.

Listen to me. I'm beginning to sound just like my old man.

Yeah, I bet you he's...

Sleeping like a baby right now.

How can anybody sleep after all this?

Jack?

Jack?

Jack, you left the window!

It's okay, it's okay. Easy, easy.

Aftershock. It's all right. It's all right.

Did you get any sleep last night? Not a whole lot. How about you?

Some. You know, you've been here since before dawn.

I got a few more patients to see.

But your eyes are starting to look like old garment bags.

Go home.

Yes, Dolores. Okay.

Hey, Dolores.

Hi.

Well, the next time you guys decide to camp, I don't forget to invite the

Don't tell me your apartment was trashed, too.

No, actually, my apartment's just fine. I just lost a flower pot.

Oh.

Well, that's a shame.

Wait a minute. It was a very special flower pot.

Tragic. Oh, Jack, I'm sorry. It's nothing like losing your whole

What's with Briggs?

I shouldn't laugh. I think he's living in his office.

What about his house?

Nobody knows.

Every time somebody tries to ask him about it, his eyes fill up with tears

he changes the subject.

Oh, poor Norman.

Ever since he found out his mother's okay, I think he's just beginning to

realize what happened to him.

Speaking of that, did you find out where Ruth Garfield's staying? Yeah, she told

the Red Cross people that she was taking a room at the Hotel Bradbury.

Bradbury. I think I'll go by there on the way home.

Mark, you need to go home and rest.

I can't go home until I find out who killed Martin Garfield.

Whoever did it was in that house when the quake hit.

Ruth Garfield and Eileen, Martin's daughter, Rick Bennett, Eileen's

Stuart Westlake, who was Martin's business partner.

All house, yes.

I thought you said you and Steve couldn't find the murder weapon. It's

in that rubble somewhere.

Well, I'll help you look.

I'll go, too.

You're too tired to drive.

And you, too.

So if you want to meet with this Ruth Garfield, we'd be happy to drop you off

her hotel, okay?

Sure. I will get my car. You guys meet me out front.

All right.

Bye.

You know, she told me that she slept eight hours last night.

Her nerves are like steel.

What's wrong with her?

People react differently to stress, that's all.

Put it on the table.

Excuse me?

You're not room service. Who the hell are you?

I'm sorry. They must have given me the wrong room number downstairs.

Honey, did they bring the ice?

Mark?

Ruth? Oh, my God. Who's he?

Dr.

Mark Sloan.

Martin's doctor.

This is Henry, my jeweler.

He just came by to...

Fixed my necklet.

Oh, that's nice.

A jeweler who makes house calls.

Oh, what difference does it make now? Anyway, Henry and I have been having an

affair for months.

Did Martin know?

Oh, God, no.

We're in love.

She was going to leave him.

It must be love if you were willing to leave Martin and lose everything.

What do you mean, lose everything?

Henry, get dressed.

In bathroom.

Apparently, uh, Henry didn't know about the prenuptial agreement that Martin

made you sign.

I'm surprised you do.

Well, he asked my advice about it when you were planning to get married. He

wanted you to sign a prenuptial agreement that would completely cut you

you ever got divorced.

And you told him to do it? No, I said if you love her, trust her.

He didn't take my advice. I guess he was right.

Martin just wanted to make sure that I wasn't marrying him for his money.

I wasn't.

I loved him.

But when he made me sign that piece of paper, I had to start to wonder what was

more important to him?

His money?

After a while, I decided it was his money.

So you stopped loving him.

But you couldn't divorce him without losing all that money.

That's right.

Now Martin's dead.

You'll inherit everything.

Lucky me.

Martin's death was an accident, Mark.

Was it?

You know, Ruth, I think that he was killed before the quake hit.

Where were you just before the quake? In my bedroom, asleep.

With Martin?

No, he'd been sleeping apart long before I met Henry.

I don't know where he was, but I didn't kill him.

That leaves you with a motive, but no alibi.

Do you think of any reason that Martin would have thought his life was in

danger?

Talk to his business partners, Stuart Wesley.

If anybody wanted him dead, Stuart did.

So did Rick Bennett, his son -in -law.

Well, why?

Why would they want to kill Martin?

Look at this place.

Well,

that's that.

That's what?

How's the red tag, Amanda?

What do you mean, so? It's unsafe.

We can't go in. Jack, if we don't go inside of the house, then we can't find

murder weapon.

No, no. If we don't go in the house, we can't get killed when the whole place

comes tumbling down on our head. Jack, the earthquake is over, and anything

was going to fall fell.

I'm not going in. The place is a death trap. Jack, I know that the earthquake

was traumatic for you, but you really must get over this and get on with your

life. Now, come on.

Hey, is that another aftershock?

Hey, Jack, there's somebody in here.

Come on.

I'm not going in.

What are you talking about? I'm not going in. Come on. I'm not going in.

I'm not going in the house.

You're hitting me?

I wanted to go in the house.

Don't be quiet.

You all right?

No. Yeah, I'm fine. How are you?

The last time you go in a red -tag building. Don't you know what red -tag

It means if there's another earthquake, hopefully it should come tumbling down.

Oh, really?

Yeah. The more earthquakes you're in, the more you'll know.

I don't... I don't need to be in any more earthquakes, okay?

I'm a quick study.

The hell could you possibly be laughing at?

Look at yourself.

You're hilarious.

Who are you, old man?

Hey, look at you.

Oh, my hair.

Hey, that's him.

Seen much damage during the earthquake, Mr. Wesley? Well, we were quite lucky,

actually. It looks worse than it is.

Most of the important items were in locked cases and

much of the rest I can repair in my workshop.

Oh, I see. Please, please, please. Look, do try and be careful, will you? None

of this is insured.

None of it?

No, it doesn't pay me to insure antique.

In a retail market, Dr. Sloan. Well, why is there?

No static inventory.

There's too much turnover.

Ah, I see. No, no, no, please.

Listen to me. Please.

Look, I, um, I really, I do have work to do. I'm sorry. I wanted to talk about

Martin Garfield's murder.

His what?

I don't think it was an accident. I think somebody killed him.

Who would do that? Well, a number of people have a motive.

You, for example.

Me?

I heard with all this turnover here, you thought it might not be too hard to

cover up a little embezzlement.

And then the story is you got too greedy and your partner, Martin, found out

about it.

Who told you that?

Ruth Garfield.

As a matter of fact, she said Martin was going to have you arrested the first

thing Monday morning.

Martin was upset.

He overreacted. I mean, I'm just, I'm not good with accounts.

I'm sure that once we'd...

He would have understood.

He would have. It's just too bad somebody killed him first.

And you think I did?

That's insane.

Where exactly were you in the house when the quake hit?

I don't remember.

I'd passed out.

First thing I knew, there was a rumbling. I fell down. It was pitch

I barely made it to the street.

I don't suppose anyone would corroborate that, could they?

Why don't you ask Martin's deadbeat son -in -law where he was?

Bennett? Oh, yes.

We know that's funny. I would just go on over. Oh, please.

Just head over there.

Had not a moment too soon.

Yes. Please, allow me.

Have a nice day.

Too late for that.

I didn't do that.

What's taking this guy so long in the bus station?

I don't know.

Maybe he's got something in the locker.

What if he's taking the bus?

Well, then we'll have to follow him.

I still think he's taking too long, Jack.

Amanda, we are.

We are in a stakeout, and sometimes it takes a little while.

This guy will be out sooner or later than us. Stay there and stop

Aggravating? You should have seen you in the earthquake. You are no help. I

wanted to go.

See him?

Mm -hmm. Good, now we can go.

Are you going around in circles? First Martin's house and the bus station, not

here?

I know this place. This is Rebetta's.

Yeah? How's the food?

Thanks. It's a front.

Come on. Come on. Come on, I got a business to run.

Come on, let's go. Come on, Allery, get your approval.

See the heavyset guy with the suit and the glasses?

That's Bobby Rebetta. It's real sleazebag.

Heard a lot of bad things about him.

He loaned his money to this place.

What's up?

Job went okay.

Enough. Easy, Mr. Rivera.

No trouble picking up the payoff afterwards.

He's in the locker, just like you guys said it would be. Jack, that's gold.

So that's what he took out of the bus station locker.

How are you going to pass that off?

I got a guy coming from San Francisco tonight, a metallurgist named Carmody.

What's he going to do?

He's going to let me know if this stuff is good, help me get rid of it.

All right, Mick.

Go work.

Maybe we're better than a job for whoever killed Martin.

Yeah, but what job? We don't know.

There you go.

That gold bar is the payoff.

Let's get out of here.

Good.

Very good.

That's right.

It's me.

They're all me.

Well, so they are.

Rick believes that art isn't really art unless it's authentic.

You're lucky to have such a lovely model.

Would you like some coffee, Mark?

If I have any more coffee, today's going to burn a hole in my stomach.

Make it black.

It's just the way Rick likes it.

Where is your husband, Eileen?

Out foraging groceries if he can find an open supermarket.

As long as we're camping out in his studio, we're going to need some food.

You've been living with your father, haven't you?

For the last couple months, yes.

Can't afford a place of your own yet.

Well, Rick hasn't exactly cracked the market yet.

But he will.

I have faith in him.

Did your father?

Dad?

If you couldn't add it up and earn interest on it, Dad thought it was

worthless.

He thought that Rick should find a real job, as if Rick's work wasn't actually

more important than all Dad's investments combined.

Doc Sloan, what a pleasant surprise.

Hi. You feel like working, hon?

Sure.

There's more coffee on the hot plate if you want it. Fine, thanks.

You know, Eileen doesn't show it, but she's pretty shaken up over her father's

death.

Murder, you mean?

What?

He was murdered, Rick.

Maybe by somebody who was afraid he might get cut off from Martin's money.

You're talking about me.

I could care less about money.

Oh, this studio, all this equipment must be expensive.

Is that why you owe money to the loan sharks?

Loan sharks?

Yeah, loan sharks tend to break the fingers of clients who don't pay up.

Besides your mother -in -law. Why believe her?

Did you ask Martin for money and he told you no?

Absolutely not.

But didn't Martin tell you that if it ever happened again, that he'd disown

Eileen and throw you to the wolves?

You know, I don't have to listen to this anymore.

So why don't you just get out?

You want any gambling money, Rick? I said get out!

You have quite a temper.

Where were you just before the quake?

He was with me.

Mark, Rick's got to go to work now.

Would you care to watch?

No, I have to get back to the hospital. Thank you.

Good luck with the assault thing.

All right, right this way, Mr. Carmody.

I'm sorry about this place. We're still digging out over here. Quite all right.

So how was your flight, anyway?

The flight was exhausting.

Exhausting? It was a one -hour flight.

Well, the flight from Frisco has a lot of turbulence.

Good. Now let's get right down to it.

How good is this stuff?

It depends.

On what?

Impurities. What impurities?

That's what I'm about to find out. Are you for real?

I'm a professional.

Oh, sorry.

I need complete quiet, please. Thank you.

Well, what are you trying to say here?

I'll say anything till I'm absolutely sure.

Where did you get it?

From a friend of a friend.

Hmm.

Hmm. What is with these hmms all the time?

What the hell was... Hey, Anthony, what are you doing?

I told you guys I didn't want to be disturbed.

I'm trying to do some business here.

Starting the kitchen. You got plenty to do in there, right?

Not scram.

Unbelievable.

Who is that?

I have some work to clean it up. Well, in my business, you can't be too

Mine too, pal.

How well did you know the friend of a friend?

I didn't know him. I never met the guy. Why?

Let me show you something.

What's that?

I'm afraid you've been taken advantage of, Mr. Roberta.

I have a plane to catch. Thank you. I've been cheated.

I'd say so. Goodbye.

Wait a minute.

Mickey!

What's going on, Mr. Rivera?

That's what I'm going to find out. I'll tell you. Steve!

Freeze! Hands up!

A friend of mine.

You're under arrest, Mr. Rivera.

I got it. I got it.

I got to get a new bag.

Jack, I thank you for doing this, but don't do it again.

You could have got hurt.

I was keeping an eye on it.

I got the evidence, didn't I?

Gentlemen, this gold bar is the murder weapon.

All right, thanks.

The DNA test came back from forensics.

You were right about that gold bar.

That chunk of gold was the murder weapon?

Just wish we knew what it was before the killer melted it down.

But it wasn't melted down.

We don't know what it was originally, but it was pounded down and reshaped

a bar after it was used to kill Martin.

Wait a minute. If the killer pounded down the gold, how do we prove it's the

murder weapon?

Martin had a deep wound across his forehead, so I had Steve ask forensics

a spectrographic analysis of the gold just to see if there were any traces of

blood in it.

Along with the 24 karat gold, the analysis found blood.

DNA typing matched the blood to Martin Garfield.

Thanks.

That's big news.

Yeah, but it's a dead end.

The gold bar, or whatever it was originally, was used to kill Martin

but we can't connect it to any of our suspects.

And any one of them could have pounded down that gold.

Ruth Garfield's boyfriend, Henry, he's a jeweler.

Stuart Westlake, he has a workshop where he restores antiques. Rick Bennett

sculpts in both clay and in metal.

What about Bobby Roberta?

He won't tell you who he got the bar from?

Roberta's not talking.

Hey! All right, finally.

All right, man.

Out of the Stone Age.

Life just got a little easier.

What's going on in the world?

You know, I just wish we knew what Roberta's henpen was doing in the

house. If we knew that, we'd have the answer.

Mark Sloan.

Hi, Mark. It's Becky.

Hi, Becky. How are you?

Fine.

Mark, I have some news.

Phil and I got married this morning.

All that is news.

Congratulations.

Well, after what happened, we didn't want a big wedding.

But we did want to get married.

Well, your father, I'm sure, would be very, very happy.

We're going to have a small gathering tomorrow at the house. Just family and a

few close friends.

Will you and Steve come?

Of course we will.

Great. I'll see you then.

All right. Bye.

Well, Becky and Phil got married.

They'll have a little gathering at the house tomorrow afternoon.

Oh, that's great. They're a nice couple.

Hey, look at that.

Not all bad news.

Only six looters have been arrested citywide since the emergency began.

Wedding gift.

Looters. Are you sure Roberta's man didn't take anything out of that car for

your house?

Not sure what he was doing there.

Then we followed him to the bus station where he took that package out of a

locker. Doesn't make any sense.

I got it.

What do you got?

A wedding present.

Dr. Sloan, what are you doing? That's my wedding gift. Are you talking about

this, Mr. Westlake?

That's an 18th century Bavarian falcon from the collection of Otto von

That's real gold, and it's very, very expensive.

Would you please be careful?

Oh, my God.

Don't worry, Mr. Westlake. Not your golden falcon.

It's just a fake piece of lead covered with gold leaf.

No, no, no, no.

That falcon was authentic.

Oh, I know.

It was.

I'm a medical examiner with the police department. They loaned me this in the

afternoon. This is your golden falcon, at least what's left of it.

Well, what happened?

Martin Garfield surprised one of his houseguests trying to steal your wedding

present in the parlor.

This was just moments before the earthquake.

They struggled.

The thief struck Martin with a gold falcon, killing him. And at that point,

the... earthquake struck.

He had the presence of mind to tilt the armor onto the dead body and making it

look like an accident.

Then later, the killer made a fake falcon and pounded down the original,

destroying the evidence.

But how did that duplicate end up with the other gifts?

Well, that all comes down to a hood named Bobby Roberta.

The killer hired Roberta to replace the gift. He wasn't looting. He was

replacing. This is absurd.

Now... Bobby's payment for that job was this gold bar, what was the golden

falcon, and the murder weapon.

However, it's the fake gift that has the proof that will identify our killer.

I don't understand how a fake statue can prove anything.

Oh, not the statue itself.

Actually, the wrapping paper and the ribbon.

On this ribbon, there's a little dab of clay in the shape of a fingerprint.

Kind of the same kind of clay I got on my fingers up at your studio, Rick.

Wait a minute. I'm sure a police expert would identify that fingerprint as

yours, Rick. Oh, you're crazy.

You reshaped the original, Rick, and you made that fake.

But most important of all, you rewrapped the box.

I needed money, and he wouldn't give it to me.

So, yeah, I killed him.

How could you have done that?

You've had money all your life, Eileen.

You wouldn't understand what it's like to want something. No, you will never

it. Is that why you married me?

Because my father was rich?

If you're going to get married, why not marry rich?

I don't know how I ever loved you.

Let's go, Rick. You're spoiling the party.

Hey, Mom.

I'm sorry, Becky.

You were right about Rick.

Believe me.

I wish I would.

It's going to take months to get those charts reorganized. Yeah, well, if you

think that means I'm going to let you out of doing your paperwork, ah, just

again.

Great physicians do not do paperwork.

Norman, are you still living in your office?

Yes, Mark.

How bad are things out at your house?

I don't know, Sloan. I haven't been back since the quake. You haven't?

My friend, you've got to go out there and face the situation, whatever it is,

and get on with your life. I know.

I know, I will. Just as soon as things settle down around here. I'm very busy,

you know.

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow. Thank you, my friend. Thank you.

Briggs is still shaky after the quake? It's been well over a week. What's wrong

with that man?

Well, it takes time to get over a traumatic experience like that.

What would you know about that? This whole thing didn't even bother you.

that's because I keep my head.

I don't overreact to every little bump in the night like some people do.

See what you mean.

Crack your back, come on.