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Thank you.

I'm back.

Mine doesn't go as far as it used to.

I'm gonna need some more.

I'll be standing at the Crown Region Hotel.

I'll talk to you soon.

Bruno Crespi, all right?

Tan, rested and ready to run.

Surveillance base to tag team. Everybody in place.

Roger, surveillance base.

Where to?

Our region hotel.

Bad call.

He's driving.

All right, he's moving, tag team. Let's keep him in sight.

Last time we lost his creep, somebody died.

Morning. Morning, Mark. Hi.

Hey, listen, you got a minute to look at Mr. Miller's stomach?

He's still got pain.

Yeah, and now I know why.

Morning, Lewis.

You're in a good mood. Hey, Dane. Hi, Jack. What's up?

You, uh, want to come in and look at an x -ray?

I have a file full of x -rays.

Yeah, but you'll love this one.

You can show me anything I haven't seen before.

Somehow I believe that.

Well, take a look at this anyway.

Hey, Mark.

Craps.

Dice?

I've never seen that before.

Mr. Miller didn't tell you he swallowed dice, did he?

No, he was probably embarrassed.

Well, why would he do that?

Well, my guess is he was playing craps with a couple of serious guys who were

wondering why he was winning so much.

When they figured out he was cheating, he popped those dice in his mouth and

swallowed real hard.

Bet you they're loaded. I bet you're right.

Don't believe that.

Jack, can I borrow you for an hour?

What's up?

Hi, Jack.

Well, the police department needs your medical advice. So, Mr. Miller, he just

went himself a round trip to surgery.

I've never seen an actual undercover surveillance before. Who are you

Bruno Crespi. He's one of the mob's busiest contract killers.

I almost nailed him last year for a hit on a mob boss, but we couldn't come up

with enough hard evidence.

Have you been on this for a year now?

No. Eleven months ago, Bruno disappeared.

No trades, no leads, nothing.

Then last week I get an anonymous tip that he's on a freighter out of Malaysia

due to dock in L .A. yesterday afternoon.

Sure enough, he disembarks and then he gets a phone call on a public telephone.

Were you able to trace the call?

Well, it was an incoming call, so no.

Anyway, then he goes to that hotel, he checks in, he's been there ever since.

Go ahead, take a look.

I won't get a black eye when I do this, will I?

Dad, just take a look, will you?

Christopher's been acting weird all morning. Can't sit still.

About a half an hour ago, he calls a local pharmacy, a Spengler's Drugs, and

orders a refill on a standing prescription.

Of what? We don't know.

What do you think? Does he look sick?

I can't diagnose a man through a telescope.

Dad, you have to.

I get a hunch Crespi's going to lead us to whoever hired him to kill Danny

Beeler.

If he drops dead, the only thing he's going to lead us to is the morgue.

Well, you're right.

He's agitated. He's got shortness of breath.

Wait a minute. There's somebody at the door. Let me see.

It's a bellboy.

Some kind of paper bag.

What does that look like?

That looks like a syringe kit.

And some kind of medication.

Epinephrine.

How do you know that?

Well, first of all, the man has asthma. There's no doubt about that. He's got

all the symptoms.

Shortness of breath, that restlessness, queasing, tightness in the neck.

And with the exception of insulin, one of the few medicines that a doctor will

let you inject yourself is epinephrine.

What is that? It's an adrenergic bronchodilator, a common prescription

asthma.

And your friend Crispio there has a severe case.

Is he going to be all right?

If he has a standing prescription, he probably has that under control.

All right, well, thanks, Dad. You're welcome. We all for dinner?

Sure. I'm going to come back here and have a sandwich.

This is where I live until our boy Bruno makes a move.

Well, it's neater than your apartment.

Oh. Dad, you may want to wipe off that little black circle on your eye.

You didn't.

Ha, ha, ha. Gotcha.

Call me if there's any change.

Okay. See ya.

Another day of this and I'm going to go stir crazy.

Hey. What's happening with Bruno?

We'll see.

He's in trouble.

Get over there and find a hotel manager.

I want Bruno's room key right now.

You know, I am really looking forward to this party.

Mark, it sounds as though you enjoy your senior life sing -alongs just as much

as our patients do.

Of course he does. He makes the music.

Mark, what song are you and Dee singing this year? We're doing the bell song

from Lockney this year.

Say, what? I'm kidding. You know, I'm going to sit right down and write myself

letter. I think I can handle that. Handle it. Sing it six weeks this

Yeah, and you don't mess it up too badly yourself.

All right, so we've selected the music. Do we run a piano?

Yes, I already did. It'll be here today.

Great. Now, has everybody on the list been contacted?

Um, well, everyone except for Norman Briggs.

You know, Mark, we were thinking that running a hospital is such a tough and

demanding job that Norman should just go home and go to bed when he's done.

Yeah, and this party will probably go way past his bedtime. You know, like 7

8 o 'clock.

Uh -huh. What's the problem?

Well, Mark, you know, last year at the party, Norman Briggs insisted on

the rhyme of the ancient mariner.

104 verses.

Yeah, and he put the senior life citizens to sleep.

We couldn't even wake them up to give them dessert.

So if that's the kind of party you want, then we can arrange that. I know you

said that you were right.

Norman has been looking very tired lately, and I think it's our job to see

he gets his rest.

Hello?

Hi, Steve.

Uh -oh.

Be right there.

You've got to change in Crespi's condition.

You've got to go.

Come on, take this corrode.

My finger!

Come on, don't touch my foot.

Maria, you can do that later.

Steve, get that man out of here.

Outside, please.

What's wrong with him? That's not asthma.

No. Call the health department and tell them we have a potential class one

health emergency.

Put a man on all of your exits.

This hotel's quarantined. No one in, no one out.

Steal all the exits and get the county over here fast.

What is it, Dad? What's he got?

Well, I hope I'm wrong, but if I'm not...

Yes, the plague.

Tell the medic at the community general I want him on IV streptomycin. 0 .5

grams every three hours.

And have him run up a culture. I want to see if it's gone septicemic.

The

plague

died out in the Middle Ages.

It doesn't die out, Steve. It just goes away for a while.

Hey, that's odd.

I didn't think they made it been in the room.

Sergeant Sloan?

I'll be right back. Okay.

Hey!

Hey, wait a minute with that stuff.

Steve? Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho.

I'm Dr. Nippon. I'm head of the Metropolitan Health Emergency Task

there a problem? Yes, those people are taking evidence.

They're removing evidence?

So who are you? I am Dr. Sloan.

You're... Oh, you're Dr.

Sloan. Oh, you're the one who made the first diagnosis?

That's right.

Good job, doctor. Good job. Listen, send me a written report, will you?

Let's go.

Okay,

okay. All right. The patient is under quarantine right here at Community

General. My team is tracking this case, and we are maintaining a real -time

computer uplink with CDC in Atlanta.

Is there any chance this plague outbreak could turn into an epidemic? There is

always great danger.

Excuse me just a moment. I doubt that that's likely. The hotel guests and the

staff were examined and all given a clean bill of health, and Crespi himself

wasn't close enough to anyone to ever infect them. Now, this is Dr.

Sloan, who is an internist and not an epidemiologist.

Excuse us, Dr. Sloan.

I just wait for you. Sloan, what do you think?

You didn't say plague, did you?

You did? Yeah, I said plague, Norman. Oh, my God, where?

106. What do you mean? Should we wear masks? Are we quarantined?

Do we all have to sleep here? Calm down. You're perfectly safe.

Sloan, I'm talking the plague. The plague has killed thousands of millions

people. That's right, but that was long before antibiotics, Norman.

Oh, you mean I can't catch it?

Oh, you can still catch it, of course. I'm getting a mask.

I'll have another report, another update for you a little later on this

afternoon when we know more.

This guy really knows how to talk in sound bites and work the press.

Now I gotta go.

What about your investigation?

As long as Bruno Crespi's unconscious and under quarantine, my investigation

officially on hold. Wait just a minute.

Dr. Niven?

Well, I'm on my way down to the harbor to meet customs officials. We've

impounded the freighter Crespi arrived on. It is probably infested with rats

carrying plague -infected fleas. I don't think he got the plague on that boat.

Where did he catch it? His hotel room? I think he did. What are we talking

about?

When Steve and I got to Crespi's room, there was a hotel maid waiting to turn

down the bed.

But the bed was already turned down.

Meaning what?

Meaning someone impersonating a hotel maid was in Crespi's room before we got

there. What does it have to do with Mr. Crespi's illness? I'm getting to that.

Two days ago, I saw a bellhop deliver a fresh bottle of epinephrine to Crespi.

Now, the bottle that I saw in that room was full.

So?

So, the maid must have switched the bottles to get rid of the evidence.

Doctor, I believe that original bottle of epinephrine was contaminated.

You see, there was a locus of infection on Crespi's arm. I believe he

unwittingly injected himself with Yersinia pestis, bubonic plague.

You're not serious.

Bruno Crespi was a hitman with enemies.

One of them decided to kill him with a plague.

Bizarre.

Bizarre is an understatement.

Dr. Sloan, I admire your imagination, but Bruno Crespi had just arrived on a

boat from Southeast Asia.

It is undoubtedly infested with rats.

I don't have time for this.

We have to do something.

Somebody is capable of giving people the plague.

Well, what we have here is a protocol problem.

Public health has taken over the case, and they bagged any evidence that might

have been in Bruno's room.

So they release it, or Bruno regains consciousness. My hands are tied.

I'm going to look into it anyway.

So am I.

Unofficially.

I don't understand. You tried to tell Nevin how crispy got the plague. Why

he listen?

He's too busy grandstanding for the press.

We've got to find a way to prove it.

What can we do to help?

Go to Spengler's Pharmacy.

That's where Crespi had his epinephrine prescription filled. See what you can

find out. If the bottle was contaminated, maybe somebody at the

tampered with it.

All right, we'll check it.

What do you know about Bruno Crespi?

Steve didn't tell me much. Why?

His name rang a bell, so I called my cousin Eddie, who used to run numbers

the Baylor family.

Turns out Bruno Crespi was their main enforcer, and Danny Baylor was killed

year.

Who's Danny Baylor? Danny Baylor was the Baylor family prince. He was supposed

to take over the family business after the old man died.

But somebody got to him first.

If Bruno killed Danny Baylor, maybe somebody close to Danny tried to kill

for revenge.

And that somebody had access to bubonic plague bacteria.

Did Danny Baylor have a widow?

He had a widow, a sister, and a wicked stepmother. Three tough brutes.

Tell me about the Baylors.

Hello, I'm Dr. Sloan. I'm here to see Charlene Baylor. She's expecting you,

Doctor. She is?

Miss Baylor?

Dr. Sears. Oh, thanks, Ellen.

She was keeping Tony.

Miss Baylor?

Glad you could come, doctor. My butt is killing me.

Here, take a look.

Pardon?

Oh, that's a nice butterfly.

Thanks. What seems to be the problem?

Well, I just had it done yesterday, and I think it's infected.

Oh, I see.

I tell you, it's hard to find an inflammation on a red butterfly.

May I? Go ahead, poke it.

Well, let's see.

Left wing seems all right.

Right wing's okay.

Tail's okay.

Uh -huh.

Ow! Yeah, there's a hard lump right there under the antenna.

What the hell are you doing? I'm a doctor. Yeah?

I thought you called Dr. Robbins. Yeah, well, Dr. Robinson couldn't make it, so

he sent his associate.

This is my boyfriend, Tony, Dr. Kramer.

Well, actually, I'm not Dr. Kramer. So why are you looking at Charlene's butt?

You've got some nerve. Tony, deck him. Well, actually, I am a doctor. I'm a

medical advisor to the police department.

What's this about?

This morning, someone tried to kill Bruno Crespi.

Bruno, I thought he left the country.

Well, he's back.

Miss Baylor, were you aware that the police think Bruno killed your husband?

And you think I tried to kill Bruno for revenge?

Oh, see what happened this morning. A woman disguised as a maid sneaked into

hotel room and tampered with his medication.

Where were you this morning?

I was right here with Tony.

No offense, but Tony's not much of an alibi.

I said I was with Tony.

If you want to check alibis, Dr. Sloan, I suggest you talk to Danny's

stepmother, Regina.

Tony, make him go away.

I'll make myself go away.

If I were you, I'd have that butterfly lance.

You know, an infection there can give you real pain as a... Of course.

Thank you.

Crespi, Bruno Crespi. Ah, here we go.

Epinephrine. It's a standing prescription.

Did you fill it?

No. No, Mr. Spangler took care of it himself.

Is Mr. Spangler here, so we'd like to talk to him?

No. I mean, he's at the warehouse today. Mr. Spangler also owns an import

business. No kidding. What's the address? Do you have it?

It's on the dock.

I'll go get it for you. Thank you.

You go back to the hospital. I'll check this out.

What do you mean? I'm not going with you?

It's the dock, Samantha.

Yeah, and your point is? My point is that the guys down there, they get

rough. Jack.

My father owns a yacht. I've been around sailors my entire life.

That's really funny.

I mean, you see, the sailors that you're used to, they wear white pants and a

cap, and they call their wives Buffy.

These guys are longshoremen who drink beer for breakfast and consider barroom

brawling an indoor sport. You're not going.

You're so sweet. You're worried about me. You're still worried about me. Don't

pinch me. Here you go. Thank you.

May they give me the paper.

Hey, you.

Aren't you Steve Sloan's old man?

You know Steve?

Yeah, sure.

I saw your picture in his office the day he busted me.

Busted.

Hey, guys.

Hey.

Look who's here.

It's Steve Sloan's old man, the doctor.

You know how many of these guys your kid busted?

Well, you know, Steve's a cop. Cops bust.

You know he's meeting me here in just a few minutes right now.

Hey, Doc.

Do I hear siren?

Your son, he's a good guy.

He is? Not that I like cops, I understand.

But Steve plays fair. You've got to respect that.

Right, guys?

Yes. Okay.

So, you want to see Regina?

Yes, I do.

I'll take you to her.

Well, thank you.

I heard about Bruno on the news. How is he?

Very, very sick.

Miss Baylor, the police think Bruno Crespi killed your stepson.

So do I.

Well, then, wouldn't you have a very good motive for wanting him dead?

Motive?

Someone tried to kill Bruno.

I thought he was sick with the plague.

He is, but someone deliberately switched the bacteria for his medication.

Sometime this morning.

This morning. I was right here attending business.

Do you have any witnesses to that?

Sam.

Your employees?

They might work for me, Dr. Sloan. But that doesn't mean they're not here.

Wasn't your stepson, Danny Baylor, supposed to take over the business?

Yes, he was.

But then you did, after Danny was murdered.

Now you run this whole empire.

Are you suggesting I had my own stepson killed?

Did you?

That's ridiculous.

If you're looking for someone who hated Bruno, why don't you go talk to

Jennifer, Danny's sister?

She and Bruno used to be lovers.

Bruno Crespi and Danny's sister?

When Bruno killed Danny and dumped Jennifer, poor Jennifer went ballistic.

My stepdaughter is very high -strung, Doctor.

Capable of anything.

Is that Speckler?

Yeah, I think so.

This doesn't make sense. What the hell is a local pharmacist doing owning an

import business?

I don't know. Maybe he's running for somebody.

Yeah. Yeah, hold on a second.

I'm going to find out who he's talking to.

You wait here.

It's like talking to myself.

Hey!

What is she doing?

Yeah, it's me.

I did my part, okay?

Now, I want what you owe me tonight or the next person that's going to get sick

is going to be you.

If you close at 6, be there at 6 .15 and bring the money.

Hey, Jack, are you thinking what I'm thinking?

I think we should be back at 6.

I told you it wasn't too rough for me down here.

So, as you can see, Dr. Sloan, I have my own life and my own business.

I'm not involved with my family any longer, particularly my stepmother and

sister -in -law.

Ah, there you are. Come here.

Come. How do you feel about your brother, Danny?

Danny, uh, Danny was in a mob like my father.

People in the mob get hit.

You know, I did a little research before I came over here.

And I find out you're not quite as disinterested in your family as you say.

According to probate court records, you claim that your brother and your

stepmother conspired with each other to cheat you out of your share of your

father's inheritance. And you lost the case. And since then, I've had nothing

do with any of them.

You sound a little bitter.

Well, wouldn't you be?

Look, Danny cheated me. When I found out that he was dead, I celebrated.

Did you feel the same way about Bruno Cresti?

Now, why would I be angry at Bruno?

Your stepmother said that you and Bruno used to be lovers.

Yeah, well, Regina's a bitch.

Bubbles. Come on now, Bubbles. What are you doing up there?

Come on, Bubbles.

Give the man back his glasses. Hey, give me those back.

Sorry. She said you went ballistic when Bruno dropped you. Look, I had made a

mistake. I thought Bruno loved me. I mean, look, he even bought me this ring.

Bubbles. Hey, Bubbles. Hey, Bubbles, give me that ring.

Come on, Bubbles.

I'm sorry, just a moment.

Bubbles, come on now. Give me the ring. Give me the ring. Good.

Bruno only romanced me so that he could get close to Danny in order to kill him.

Then he dumped me and ran.

Could be.

Or maybe you can cop to the romance with Bruno to cover up the fact that you

hired him to kill Danny.

Come on now, a nice girl like me.

I mean, I'm surprised you would say such a thing. Really, I felt sorry for Bruno

when I heard he got sick on the boat.

We didn't.

Well, that's what I heard on the news.

No, a woman disguised as a maid went in and contaminated his medication.

I wish I thought of that.

Maybe you did.

Where were you this morning?

Right here.

Do you have witnesses?

Oh, yeah, about a hundred animals.

I doubt they'd do you much good on the witness pen.

All right, thank you very much, Jennifer.

Bye, fellas.

Okay, see you then. Bye.

Amigo, a moment.

Hi, Norman.

There you go. Why, thank you. How are you?

Good, how are you doing?

Fine, fine.

So, how shall I put this?

Just put it.

Dr. Niven wants you to butt out of his press conferences.

Norman, was I supposed to stand there and let him tell those reporters that a

bubonic plague was about to sweep down on the city?

Of course not, Mark.

No.

Is it?

No, of course not.

And you can tell Dr. Niven for me that he can keep his spotlight.

I'm not interested in press conferences.

Thank you, amigo.

I knew I could count on you.

I think I'll ask maintenance to clean with double -strength disinfectant.

good.

Might think we need it.

No, but if it makes you feel more comfortable, go ahead and scrub away.

By the way, there's a piano in the recreation room.

Where did it come from?

Piano? Beats me, Norman. I'll check into it for you.

Thank you, Mark.

If you need me, I'll be in maintenance.

Good.

23215 extension.

Okay.

Enjoy your coffee.

Thank you.

I'm sorry, this patient is under quarantine.

This is my damage, doctor. Not anymore.

What? Dr. Newman's taking over the case.

You have to be joking.

Oh, thank you.

Dr. Newman, why did you take me off this case?

Crespi is now my responsibility.

After all, we're dealing with bubonic plague. I know what we're dealing with.

diagnosed it.

Oh, excuse me.

Another press conference?

Yes, it's my job to keep the public informed.

What is that?

Please, suit, aren't you overacting just a little bit?

We're talking epidemic potential.

What epidemic?

Have you seen one other instance of the plague anywhere here, the hotel, the

boat he arrived on?

Not yet. Then there is no epidemic, and you're frightening people.

I resent that.

Doctor, you know perfectly well that bubonic plague is treatable with

antibiotics. And unless it turns pneumatic, it's not that transmittable

human. None of this is necessary.

That is for me to say.

Somebody hired Bruno Crespi to kill Danny Baylor, then paid him to leave

When Crespi came back, the same person tried to kill him.

Probable motive, blackmail.

We have three suspects.

First of all, the Charlene Baylor, his wife, he wanted his insurance money.

Regina, Danny's stepmother, she wanted the family business.

And his sister, Jennifer...

who really hated Danny for stealing her half of the inheritance.

Talk about a dysfunctional family. They must have a ball at Thanksgiving.

Now, you two guys overheard that pharmacist Spengler setting up a meeting

whoever hired him, didn't you? Yeah, 615, down at the docks.

You can make that pretty easily.

Wait a minute, I have an autopsy. I'm off. I'll meet you out front, Ma. We'll

tell you all about it later.

How come I miss all the good stuff?

Well, that's the way the ball bounces.

Well, be careful.

I think they said he'd leave the door open.

So where is he?

Listen.

Over there.

I know that voice.

Who is it?

Dr. Levin.

which is why we are remaining in constant communication with all state

national health care control centers, coordinating our data, and tracking the

progress of this plague outbreak for epidemic potential.

And that was the conclusion of the press conference held earlier today with Dr.

Niven and another... You said Spengler was an importer of this cocaine.

It's Spengler.

Hmm?

He's been shot.

Is he breathing?

No, he's dead.

Call 911.

Here's our plague bacteria.

I don't get it.

I think I do.

This is a blood sample from the University Research Lab, taken from a

Yeah, there's been a shooting at 310 Pier.

Thanks.

They've been doing research in infectious diseases.

Including bubonic plague.

Spengler either hired somebody to break in or broke in himself and took this

sample from an infected rat.

Takes two weeks to culture the bacteria.

So whoever hired Spengler knew that Bruno Crespi was coming back.

And Spengler provided the bacteria that killed Bruno.

Look at this, Jack.

Looks like our killer took off with some packets of antibiotic.

Well, that makes sense.

The killer knew they'd been exposed to the plague.

Jack, it's the wrong antibiotic that won't cure the plague.

Our killer is in trouble.

I'll stall him. You call Steve.

Mark. Mark!

Wait a minute.

Hi there.

Where's Spangler?

Out flat on his back.

What, like sick?

Well, he's been better. It's not contagious.

No. What he has, though.

Spangler was holding something for me. You know about that?

Should I?

You work for Spangler, right?

Oh, yeah, of course.

All right.

Then what exactly do I get for my money?

You get exactly what you pay for.

How much is that?

Whatever the market will bear.

When do I get delivery?

When can you make payment?

When we decide how much.

How much you want?

As much as you got.

I ain't got much.

I don't even know what we're talking about.

Well, maybe you better come back when you make up your mind.

Go to the police.

There.

Game's over, wise guy. D -E -A.

Bust him!

What?

You're under arrest for trafficking in narcotics. You have the right to remain

silent. If you give up the right to remain silent, anything you say can and

be used against you in a court of law.

Son!

Hey!

My best friend in the whole world.

I've never seen these two guys before in my life.

Let them go. Thank you.

Sergeant Sloan tells me you do a lot of undercover work for the police.

You did?

I also told him that the police don't usually know about it till later.

And you didn't know this guy was a cop?

I thought he was a gangster and I thought I was dead.

What'd you find out about Spengler, Dr. Sloan?

Someone paid him to contaminate Bruno Crespi's asthma medication with bubonic

plague. And whoever it was got here before we did.

Shot him.

When you investigated Spengler, did you find any connection at all between his

operation and the Baylor crime family?

Not directly, no, but we're pretty sure that Spengler's business was run by the

Baylors.

Which means that any one of the Baylor women would have known Spengler and

have made a deal with him. So that puts us back at square one.

Until Bruno Crespi recovers enough to tell us who hired him to kill Danny

Baylor. And if that Dr. Niven of yours will let us get near him. You know, I

can't wait.

until Niven finds out that you were right about how Crespi got the plague.

That's the news conference I want to see.

And thanks to the prompt intervention from the Metropolitan Health Emergency

Task Force, I am pleased to say that our effective action has eliminated the

fear of an epidemiological outbreak.

This guy makes me sick.

I'm going to start kissing myself in a minute.

Mr. B?

Amigo. I just came from a hospital board meeting, and the consensus is this

whole plague incident turned out to be great publicity for community generals.

Good news, Norman.

Mark Sloan.

Hi, Steve.

I mean, who would want to come to a hospital that handles a major medical

with such calmness and control?

Mr. Bridge, you can lose the mask now.

Where?

Why, come right now, if you want.

All right, be right there.

See, you found some kind of evidence in the safe at Spengler's warehouse.

He wants me to see it right away.

Well, I'm off duty. I'll go with you.

Uh, no, Amanda. I think you should stay here and stand by at the hospital.

Right.

Oh.

Feed me if there's any change in Bruno Crespi's condition.

Sure thing.

And the patient, Bruno Crespi, is on the road to full recovery.

He is expected to regain consciousness any time.

And we wish to thank the public and assure everyone that the task force will

continue its vigilance in public matters.

And this is Dr. Niven for the task force.

Let's go. Let me go.

Brady can't do that.

What is this?

A free checkup. You might have the plate.

I'm not sick, all right? I just came here to tell Bruno what a louse he is

to give him back this ring. All right.

Open your mouth.

Say ah.

Say ah.

Ah.

Regina Baylor.

Dr. Sloan.

Where's Bruno?

Somewhere safe.

I should have known the hallway was too quiet.

You set me up, didn't you?

The same way you set up Bruno when you switched his medication.

I had it all worked out.

I thought it was perfect. I thought Bruno would die.

count on you doctors saving him.

That's what doctors do.

Then you had to kill Spengler because you were afraid he might talk. Spengler

made a mistake.

It was fatal.

For him and very likely for you too.

Regina, that antibiotic you took from Spengler's office will not cure the

plague. It was the wrong medication.

What do you mean?

You have the plague, Regina.

You must have caught it when you took the syringe from Bruno's hotel room.

Now put the gun down and let me treat you before it's too late.

You're lying.

You're coughing.

You're sweating.

You're dying, Regina.

You need help.

Jennifer's okay.

It's over, Regina.

You're under arrest.

In a moment, Steve. Right now, she's my patient.

You're lucky, Regina.

You'll probably recover.

And then what?

And you'll stand trial for the murder of Victor Spangler and the attempted

murder of Bruno Crespi.

And for hiring Crespi to kill your stepson.

Makes having the plague seem like a picnic, doesn't it?

Okay, ladies and gentlemen of the press, in the case of Bruno Crespi.

How did you feel when Regina Baylor tried to kill you?

Threatened. How does it feel to be a hero, Doc? Well, I'm pleased with the

heroes here.

You know, since you ask, I first suspected that Bruno had been

injected when I found that one of the epinephrine bottles was still full.

Can you tell me how you discovered that?

That was a locus of infection that could only have come from the bubonic plant.

Look, why didn't you tell us what you were doing?

I'm sorry, guys. I just could not take a chance on getting out. And then Norman

came in. You know he can't keep a secret.

Last night, you had Bruno Crespi moved into my office.

Norman, just for a couple of hours. I had to hide him. You know what this

Sloan? I have to have my whole office disinfected. No, repainted.

And all my furniture replaced. And my plants.

Mr. B, Bruno is fine.

He's not contagious anymore.

Relax. That's easy for you to say.

You're not breathing in the same air as a plague victim.

Sloan, how do I look if you're nauseous?

Get some fresh air, Norman.

Where?

That's a man who handles crisis with calm and control?

Well, that's a man who just found a good excuse to have his office redecorated.

Before we wrap this up, how about one more? Yeah.

I'm going to sit right

down and write myself a letter.

And make believe it came from you.

I'm going to write for it so, so sweet. They're going to knock me off my feet.

A lot of kisses on the bottom.

smile and say, I hope you're feeling better. Yeah.

Then I'll close with love the way you do.