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Sorry, Dad. We'll get to that food festival soon as we wrap things up here.

Yeah, when last year I ate so much I couldn't eat for a week afterward.

Would you just walk around, try food from each booth?

Yeah, make a nice donation to a worthy cause with every bite.

Did you say two kids found the body? Yeah, scared them right back into

It's over here somewhere.

I'm sorry about this, Dad. You know, I had it all planned. A nice day off, food

and wine festival, some quality time. Oh, don't worry about it.

He's having a beeper. Every time you check in, it's bad news.

Obviously homeless.

Yeah.

It's kind of a struggle.

How long has he been here?

About 42 hours.

What makes you say that?

Millipedes. Oh, no, not the bug theory again. It's not a theory.

It's a fact.

Forensic entomology.

Their life cycles are so fixed, they're like natural clocks.

I've heard this before, okay?

Within 10 minutes, the flies show up. They start laying eggs.

12 hours later, the eggs hatch into larvae. I think I'll just wait for the

coroner, okay?

If he ever gets here. Then things really start cooking about 24, 36 hours later.

Dad. Grub beetles will show up and start feeding on the larvae.

And then at 42 hours, you get your millipedes, spiders, and your mites. I

it. Okay, Dad?

Looks like a stabbing, huh?

No, no. It's two needs. It's almost like an incision.

What?

See, this was no stabbing.

Her liver's been removed.

Okay, insert side A into base A.

Insert side B into base B.

This doesn't look too complicated.

All right.

Thank you.

They can't ID the woman.

No missing persons report?

Nope. Pretty sure it's a homeless person. The clothing and the shoes all

indicate it. I'm going to run a dental check to see if that turns up anything.

We're here.

Hey, what's the end for?

Dad's getting acquainted with the low end of the food chain. What do you got?

Well, the coroner put her approximate time of death at about 42 hours prior to

the discovery of the body.

Amazing little guys.

The cause of death?

Basically an overdose of anesthesia.

Whoever took her liver never intended for her to wake up.

She bled to death.

Someone stole her liver while she was still alive?

Yeah. The only way to retrieve a healthy organ is to take it from the body while

it's still functioning.

How crude was the operation?

Well, whoever did it had some medical experience.

The incision was a bit larger than it needed to be, but the location was

Somebody must have wanted a liver awfully bad to go after a homeless Jane

Oh, yeah, and what are the odds of getting a healthy one from someone

the street? Well, in this case, 100%. She was clean as a whistle.

Hey, how about this?

It says stomach contents were a mixture of vegetables, bread, pasta, and apple

juice. That's a pretty balanced meal for someone on the street.

Where do you go for a balanced meal if you're homeless?

Shelter. Maybe somebody could ID her.

Guys, there are hundreds of shelters in this town. But how many served

vegetables, pasta, and apple juice on the day she was killed?

I'm sure you'll find out. Let me know.

I've got to run. I'll talk to you later.

Right. Take care.

So, are we going to check out those shelters?

Uh, no.

We are. You're going to check the liver recipient list. See who needs one.

Now, better yet, see who doesn't need one anymore.

He just talked to the cook, and he said that he served ziti pasta, green beans,

and apple juice on Tuesday, so this is definitely the play. All right, let's go

to work.

Excuse me, miss.

Could you, do you have...

Do you happen to know this, sir?

Folks, I'm trying to find out if anybody knows this woman.

You guys haven't got a clue here.

You're better entertainment than a bar fight, you know that?

No one's going to tell you anything.

Why is that?

Who the hell are you?

Dr. Mark Sloan. This is my colleague, Dr. Travis.

Hi.

What do you want?

Don't look like you're here to pass out free medical advice.

We're trying to find out if anyone knows who this woman is.

You know her?

Oh, Patsy.

She was found a few days ago.

She's my friend.

What happened?

We think she was murdered.

I'm sorry.

Well, that's what we're trying to find out.

Look, if there's anything at all you can do to help us...

Walter,

my name's Walter.

Walter.

Walter, do you think you could show us where Patsy lived?

Just give me a minute.

Take all the time you want.

Patsy had been on the streets for a lot of years.

Helped me find a place to live.

Helped me stay alive when I wanted to give up.

We'll find out what happened to her, Walter.

You do that, will you?

I didn't count on it.

So this is it.

Here?

This place looks like it's going to fall down.

That's where you go when there's no place else.

This is Patsy's place.

You're safer when you can hook up with some others.

When her husband died, Patsy couldn't find any work, so she ended up here.

Didn't she have any friends?

Sure.

Couldn't they help her out?

Friends can only help you for so long.

And it's your own fault for not being able to get back on your feet.

Then whose fault is it?

I don't know.

But I know it's not hers.

She wants nothing more than to have that child in a warm bed surrounded by toys.

Do you know what these were for?

Maybe your headaches.

I took her to the clinic for a checkup a few weeks ago.

Jesse, I want you to go to this clinic. See what they can tell you about Patsy.

Okay. I'll talk to Amanda and I'll catch up with you later. No problem.

Can I drop you anywhere, Walter?

Where would I go?

You're not going to find out who did this.

What is that?

Nobody cares.

What do we do?

People's Clinic. How can I help you?

Yes, I'll transfer you.

Just fill out the form. We'll call you when we're ready. Oh, well, you know,

not exactly sick.

Well, then I guess I can't help you.

You know, I just wanted to get a little information. Look, I'm really busy,

okay? You're just going to have to excuse me.

It's just a little information.

Michael McCarthy.

Is there a Michael McCarthy? That's me.

Whoa. Can I help you with something?

Yeah, hi.

I'm Dr. Jesse Travis. And, you know, I just wanted to check a chart on a woman

who came through here. All right, all right. For any information like that,

have to talk to Dr. Bradley, okay? And he's only here part -time. Come back

around 4 o 'clock. Right, you know, I understand. I just want to take a look

a file.

Doc, you know I can't release anyone's personal files.

Tom, examining room 2 needed cleaning and disinfecting. Did you get to it?

I've been really busy. Yeah, well, we all have, Tom. Could you do it now,

please? Sure thing.

Well, well, well.

I can see you're not going anywhere.

I'm sorry. It's just this is really important. We're following up on a lead

woman. Name?

Her name is Patsy.

Last name?

I don't know.

Look, we have a lot of people that go through here, you know. Okay, okay. Her

patient number was 1106.

1106.

File's been deleted.

What do you mean it's been deleted?

It's been deleted, removed.

Why? Why?

Because after six months of no -shows, we remove them from the computer, and

the other files that we have on them are discarded.

It's policy.

You just can't keep thousands of inactive files around here, you know?

You know, the date on this prescription is only two weeks ago. Look, I just

don't know what to tell you. Well, who can? I don't know, but I have a lot of

work to do. You're going to have to excuse me.

I'm sorry. Good luck to you.

I had no idea there were over 4 ,000 names on this list, each waiting for a

liver. You know, sometimes people wait their whole lives and they never get off

that list.

This is impossible.

Any one of these people could be our recipient.

What about the ones who were taken off the list?

I'm still looking.

I've seen three.

Two are deceased.

One has a new liver. I have one more to go. A man by the name of Sterling. Yeah,

what?

You know, Patsy was dead for 48 hours.

So it had to be somebody who was taken off the list two or three days ago.

Well, that sounds like Sterling's profile.

What if whoever received the liver wasn't on the list?

They'd have to be an idiot.

Would you cover all your best if you're running out of time?

Oh, man, I can't eat.

I keep thinking about that kid we saw over at Patsy's. I mean, what if it was

his mother that showed up dead?

Hey, guys.

Uh, anything on Patsy?

No. No, it's a problem with people living on the street. They leave little

paper trail.

Some of them even quit using their real names.

And for that reason, they lose top priority. Someone else gets it? Well, no

question.

These cases just seem to get shoved onto the back burner.

Sloan here.

All right.

Thanks.

What? What's the matter?

We got another body.

Minus a liver.

Kevin Lewis, age 39.

Coroner's got him dead in about a week.

Liver and kidneys were taken.

We have an address on him?

Nothing in here, no.

Homeless. I think we're starting to see a little bit of a pattern here. What was

he found?

A dumpster downtown.

Just thrown away like trash.

I don't get it. Kill someone to save someone else?

This has nothing to do with saving someone's life. It has everything to do

money and greed.

I wonder if he's ever been to the people's clinic.

Good luck finding out anything down there.

We'll solve the approach.

Okay. This is the best one in my wardrobe.

Don't mess it up.

I want it back.

Take good care of it.

How do I look?

What are you doing?

You're a rich doctor. What do you want to go down to that clinic for as a

patient? Because if somebody down there is involved, I could walk in there with

my guns blazing. I'm afraid they'll just close up shop.

Maybe wait a while, but they'll open someplace else.

Somebody else turns up like Patsy.

That's right.

All right.

Let's go make you look street.

There's a lot more to it than just clothes.

but smile.

Nothing to be happy about.

No, Alex.

Your feet are killing you from the shoes that you wear. They're too tight.

Don't forget your back is killing you from sleeping on the ground.

How do you feel now?

I feel like hell.

Well, welcome to the streets.

What shall I put for home address?

No, no, put corner of 3rd and Broadway.

Right.

So, what now, Doc?

Well, I want to get to that computer, get into the files.

In turn, I'm going to have to set up some kind of a diversion to get there.

What's the matter?

It's a diversion.

Nurse! I think we've got a problem over here.

Come on.

Let's go.

Man's sick.

No,

take him to exam one.

How much have you had to drink for that? Go, go, go.

This is just one of many clinics Howard Mitchell has set up in various cities

throughout the country. He's always interested in giving back to the

Excuse me. Excuse me.

As you can see, he's interested in helping those who need help the most.

what Drive 95 is all about.

Now, if you'll follow me, I'll show you around.

The clinic is furnished with donated equipment and supplies.

And although we depend on donations... Mr. Briggs?

Norman Briggs?

Oh, yes.

Would you follow me, please? Yes, of course.

And how are you feeling today?

Well, I'm a little, uh... I don't know, some congestion or something.

Okay, Mr. Briggs, go ahead and hang up your coat there and take a seat, and we

can get started.

Oh, under the tongue?

So what seems to be the problem?

I've got a sinus infection.

Well, you don't seem to be running a fever.

Will I be seeing a doctor?

Well, Dr. Bradley isn't in today, but I do most of the prelims anyway, so

just... Relax, okay? Ah? Ah? What is a typical exam room? What you... Oh, I'm

sorry. I didn't know anyone was in here.

Well, generally, when the door's closed, it means that the room is occupied.

Let's just take a look at another room, shall we?

Yeah. Excuse me.

All right, we'll move in here. Why'd you ask that?

Ah? Ah?

She runs around like she owns a place.

Who is she?

Cheryl Dante.

She does PR for Howard Mitchell.

Howard Mitchell owns this clinic?

Oh, yeah.

as well as airlines and football teams, museums, skyscrapers.

Your lymph nodes seem okay, but you do look a little bit anemic.

Really? Yeah.

I'm going to have Tom draw some blood and run a few tests, and we'll see if

anything shows up. Is that necessary?

Well, unless you have more medical background than I do, I think so.

I wouldn't know an aspiration biopsy from a conicturus.

I just made that up. Does that mean anything?

I wouldn't take blood if it wasn't necessary.

Dr. Bradley would have ordered the same thing if he were here. So just see me on

the way out, okay? Right. Thank you.

Anemic? I look fine.

Anemic.

Hey, Norm.

How you doing?

Why don't you have a seat here for me?

And I need you to roll up your sleeve, please.

And I promise I'll try not to hurt you, but just a little bit, okay?

Get you clean here.

You got AB negative blood, huh? That's a pretty rare type.

Really? Oh, yeah.

Okay, Duke.

Good, there you go.

Maybe one more.

Isn't that an awful lot of blood just to check for infection?

What are you, a doctor, Norm?

Don't worry about it. You got plenty.

Okay.

Put some pressure on that, okay?

All righty.

Don't stand up too quickly, huh?

Thank you.

All right, see you.

Would you take care of that for me, please?

Just take a seat, please, okay? I got it. We'll be right back.

Should I make an appointment with Dr.

Bradley? No, just check with us tomorrow. We should have your results by

Fine, fine. Thank you.

Do I look anemic to you? The nurse at the clinic said I was anemic.

No more than usual.

Hey, guys.

What'd you do?

Oh, I did fine.

Do I look anemic to you?

Uh, no, not more than usual.

Where you been?

Uh, Wood Sterling's house. He was the last guy on my list to check out.

Where'd he look?

Well, he's alive, but his maid wouldn't let me talk to him. But I found out

something very interesting.

Have you ever heard of the Ormond Clinic?

No. Very private hospital out of the Caribbean. It caters to the rich and to

famous, including our Mr.

Sterling.

Oh, so if you wanted an organ transplant and money was no object, that'd be your

place. Where do they get their organs from?

Well, I called down there now to that same question in the Caribbean.

The woman that I talked to told me that that information was confidential.

Hmm, maybe he better have a talk with Whit himself.

I already have a plan to get past that maid.

Good. Okay, I'm off.

Where to?

I'm going to have a discussion with an old friend about a clinic he's running.

Brunch will be over at two.

This is the menu.

We'll continue the silent auction until around three, and then I'll do the

obligatory thank yous, introduce you, and you can spin your magic.

You make it sound easy.

That's my job.

Yes.

Oh, he is.

Of course, send him right in.

Well, this isn't a surprise.

Mark!

So good to see you. Always good to see you, Howard.

Cheryl, I'd like you to meet Dr. Mark Sloan, one of the finest doctors at

Community General.

The only reason he says that is when he was recuperating from his operation, I

let him win a gin every day.

I said you were a fine doctor, not a fine card player.

Nice to meet you, Dr. Sloan. Cheryl runs my PR department, darn near my entire

company.

You look familiar. Have we met before?

No, I don't think so. I think I just have one of those faces.

I guess.

Well. If you'll excuse me, gentlemen, I have a party to plan.

A little party.

A tennis -themed brunch.

It should bring in what? A million for the foundation?

That was last year.

This year we want a million three.

Doctor. Good luck.

Please, have a seat, Mark. So, what brings you out my way? I know this isn't

social call.

I can tell by the look on your face.

Howard, I visited your clinic down on Hope Street earlier today.

But it's all part of this foundation drive. It's just my way of giving

back to the community.

I don't know how to say this exactly, Howard, but I think there may be

going on down there.

Going on?

Several homeless people have turned up dead, missing their organs.

What does that have to do with the clinic?

Well, it's the only thing that connects the last two victims. They both visited

your clinic, and they were both seen by Dr.

Bradley.

You can't be serious.

Howard, I'm very serious.

This is horrible.

Should I... Should we call the police?

No, I don't want to yet. I want to get more proof. See, I don't want to scare

anybody away till I get it. So I came to you.

Of course.

What can I do?

I need to see your employees' personal files.

Anybody connected with that clinic.

Now look, I want you to take these three times a day, and then you come see me

next week, all right?

Good for you.

Dr. Bradley, you're 10 o 'clock. Excuse me.

Excuse me.

You're the doctor here. Walter, enough's enough.

Yes, I'm Dr. Bradley. Dr. Bradley, Walter's just a little bit upset.

You remember, Patsy?

No.

No, of course you wouldn't.

Don't you think I know what's going on here?

Don't you think I'm going to tell people about what you did to Patsy?

Walter, you can tell anybody anything you'd like, because I have no idea what

you're talking about.

The liar, you cut her. Hey, hey, calm down.

Let go of me.

I've had my say, but you won't get away with this, you understand? Let's go. You

won't.

Oh, my God. Do you see that?

I need a doctor in the lobby.

Somebody get a crash guard here, level four.

Nurse, get a chair.

What's going on? They tried to kill me.

The murderer, Dr. Bradley, tried to kill me. Walter, try and relax.

Don't worry, Walter. We'll get you someplace safe.

You be careful.

Okay, bye.

The man is going back over and talking to Whit Sterling again.

Who? Do you remember that guy that got taken off the transplant list?

Whit Sterling. Right, right. Is he standing out? Well, we found out he got

organ transplant at the Orman Clinic down in the Caribbean.

The trouble is, how did he find out?

How did he find out about it? I mean, you don't look that kind of place up in

the elevator.

The arson guys say he was lucky to get out alive.

The place was drenched in isopropyl alcohol.

What about the alibi?

I've been working on that.

Bradley says he was with his wife all night.

Of course, he could have hired somebody to do it.

What about the other alibis?

The nurse was on a date. The orderly hasn't been able to talk to me yet. I'm

going to stop by his place and see if he's there.

What?

Isopropyl alcohol.

Why wouldn't they use gasoline, something else?

Well, maybe that's all our arsonist had access to.

Exactly.

What

a

damn shame, if you ask me.

Those poor people have enough problems.

Now they start killing each other.

Well, someone's killing them.

And since you were one of the few people who had regular contact with many of

them, we thought maybe you might help. Any way I can.

You want some of this?

No, thank you.

I gotta tell you, I don't recognize those names you mentioned. What was it?

Patsy? And a man named Kevin Lewis?

Sorry.

I see a lot of patients, you know.

And I hate the way this sounds, but they do all tend to blend together over the

months. No, I understand.

You went into clinic last night by any chance?

Last night? No, I left about 5 p .m.

And after that?

Well, you're just being thorough here, right?

Right.

I was playing tennis.

How about after the match?

Well, after the match, I was playing some other games with a lady friend of

mine.

She can verify your whereabouts?

She can verify all sorts of things.

I was being thorough, too.

Mind if I use your phone?

Sloan here. What's up?

Tell him he'll just have to wait. I'll call him as soon as I get a chance.

Right.

Thank you.

You know, this Kevin Lewis guy probably just got into a hassle with another

street person. It was the first of the month. Their welfare checks had just

out. And that sort of thing happens down there all the time.

Maybe you're right.

Thank you for all your help, Mr. Winston.

Sure thing.

Anytime. I'll see myself out. Okay.

You haven't moved in a half an hour. What are you reading?

Some information Howard Mitchell gave me.

Anything interesting?

As a matter of fact...

By the looks of this year in financial report, Mitchell Enterprises wasn't

so well.

Is he busted?

Well, not exactly busted, but they took some pretty hefty losses.

Hmm.

Maybe he's diversifying into organ theft to offset those losses.

I can never believe that, Howard.

Maybe. Maybe not.

But I do know how quickly...

A person's fortunes can change in how desperate they can be done.

You want to tell me about it?

No.

You know, I used to play golf three times a week.

You like golf, Mark?

Yeah, it's a great game, huh?

Yeah.

I was an account executive.

Advertising. Many years.

A new upper level came in and just fired anyone who was older than them.

That was just bad timing, see. My wife, Jean, she had gotten real sick.

I discovered that we didn't have enough insurance to cover the cost, so

basically we had no savings after that.

Still, I held on for three years, trying to find a job, anything really.

We just ended up having to sell everything we had.

And I had nothing left.

And Gene died.

And it just seemed to be the end of it.

That.

I'll tell you something, though. Something I learned.

Life on the street is tough, and it's very dangerous.

But in all my years in the mainstream, I never met people like the people I've

met in the last few years.

I mean, they're considerate and trusting, giving,

people like Patsy.

Mr. Sterling?

Hi, I'm Gloria Owen.

I stopped by the other day, but you were resting, and it was well -deserved

considering everything that you've been through.

How are you feeling today?

How did you get in here?

Where's Henrietta?

Oh, the maid?

She's walking that sweet little dog of yours. She said to come right on in, so

did. Anyway, how are you feeling?

Um, better, thank you.

Actually... Better than I felt in years.

Well, we are very happy to hear that.

Now, I'm here to do some post -operative follow -up work on behalf of the Ormond

Clinic. You're from the clinic?

Yes, I am.

Now, to start, were you pleased with the efficiency of the staff and how your

well -being was cared for?

Very pleased.

Beautiful.

Oh, dear, I don't see the name of your referral here.

Oh, you mean Tom.

Tom. Tom Winston.

Nice young guy.

Yes. Yes, you met at the, um... Tom told me. At a fundraiser.

One of Howard Mitchell's affairs.

Of course. Here it is. Right in front of my face.

Howard Mitchell.

Okay, so Tom Winston must work these Howard Mitchell fundraisers. And then he

finds out who needs an organ transplant.

Okay, once he's found his rich recipient, he must go back to the

through his files, and look for someone with a healthy organ in the same blood

type. And he goes out, picks them up, and harvests the organ.

Sick, huh?

I don't know. This guy's just an orderly. I mean, removing organs is

sophisticated stuff.

Well, our Mr. Tom Winston isn't who we want everyone to think he is.

His real name is Les Coleman.

He's from Bedford, Iowa.

He went to Baxter in a tennis scholarship, and he was also a medic in

He qualified for minor field surgeries.

I think we got our man.

I'm going to go pick him up.

Well, why don't you just wait on that a minute?

Why? Well, I mean, it all fits, but what have we really got here?

The fact that he's using an assumed name, the fact there's a few files

from the clinic, and we know he's in the Army Medical Corps.

You know, short of a confession, couldn't he just walk away from it?

Okay.

But I wouldn't mind seeing this guy twist in a chair for a while. But then

walks. I say let's wait and catch him in the act.

He knows me. And he knows you, too, as a homeless guy.

I'll get an undercover cop downtown.

No.

Let me do it.

Walter could be dangerous.

I think Patsy would like it.

Walter, he knows you.

Yes.

Like this.

Another faceless, vacant body from the streets.

I can do this. Let me do this.

Let me get this guy.

Okay, Walter.

Let's go over it again.

What blood type are you?

AB negative.

And what do you have?

Degeneration of the liver tissue due to hepatitis B.

I have less than...

What's the matter, Walter?

Mark, I don't think I can do this.

Well, then we'll stop it right now. No.

It's just that it's been so long since I... Walter,

I know you can do this.

And you have to do it. And not just for Patsy.

For yourself.

Don't spill anything on the suit.

I want it back.

Excuse me. I'm sorry, but aren't you Tom Winston?

Yeah, yeah.

Something I can do for you? Well, I was hoping I'd find you here.

I'm a friend of Whit Sterling's.

Mr. Sterling. Yeah, I did him a little favor, I guess you could say.

He saved his life.

Look, I was wondering if I could have a moment with you in private.

Sure. Sure, let's go to the other side of the bar.

Walter, my boy. Hey, Howard. How's the take today? Real good after we opened

your pledge envelope.

Quarter of a million dollars.

Whoa. It'll go a long way.

That's quite a contribution.

Well, what you're doing here is wonderful. And you're embarrassing me,

right? It was nothing.

You did it because you knew I'm matching all donations.

Didn't you?

Please stop whining. You can afford it.

Well, I'll catch up with you later.

My liver is shot.

Hepatitis B.

I am so far back in the list, I'm beginning to think I don't have a chance

hell.

I mentioned it to Whit Sterling, and that's when he told me about what you

for him at the Ormond Clinic.

But the bottom line is, I'm desperate.

If I were able to help you, like I did Mr. Sterling, it would cost a great deal

of money.

Apparently you don't understand something here. What good is all of my

I don't live to spend it?

Now, I need a liver donor soon.

What's your blood type?

AB negative.

All right.

Well, no promises, but I'll see what I can do.

Why don't you leave me a number where I can get in touch with you?

We've hit the mother load.

How does two million dollars sound?

No, the specs are perfect.

I got the donor right around the corner.

Now listen to me.

This is going to be my last time, okay?

Too many people sniffing around. It's starting to make me nervous.

Right.

Okay.

Yeah?

Yeah. I work at the people's clinic. You were there, what, yesterday?

Oh, yeah, sure.

I gave you some blood, yeah.

What are you doing down here? Kind of out of your neighborhood, aren't you? I

was visiting a patient.

Now I'm heading home.

Listen, can I buy you something to eat?

Maybe a drink?

Yeah, why?

Everybody deserves a decent meal now and then, huh?

Come on.

Where's he taking him?

I don't know.

Come on.

Where are we going?

To a restaurant, I know.

But I want to stop somewhere first. I got something for you.

Just the way here?

Yeah, through this bar. It's a shortcut, I know. Go ahead.

Go ahead.

Look, they go through these buildings. It comes down onto Hill Street.

The clinic's at the end of the block.

What are we picking up?

Well, we got a donation of some clothes in. Oh, yeah?

Yeah. Thought maybe you'd like to take some stuff out. Yeah.

Oh, this place is amazing. Stuff's right over here. Come on.

You're about a large, right? Right.

What?

Sit up here for me for a second. I want to take a look at your eyes.

Will you see something?

Well, I'm not sure. They look a little bit roomy, though.

Roomy? Yeah.

Wait a minute. What are you doing?

It took you so long.

Just keep holding it.

I wasn't kidding what I said to you earlier.

This is the last time I'm doing this for you. You understand me? I'm out.

Fine.

We're going to have to make this quick. We don't even know if we're in there.

I'm telling you, this is the place. All their surgery equipment is here.

Watch out.

He's not dead.

He will be in about 15 or 20 minutes.

What was it?

Hydrochloride? About 4 cc. Isn't that about right, Dr. Orman?

How do you know my name?

Did a little checking.

Who are you?

Well, Dr.

Sloan.

I'm afraid you wandered into the wrong place.

All of your play acting and checking up on me are going to cost you your life.

You're next.

You had it pretty easy, didn't you?

Access to Howard Mitchell's jets, people with money, and the Ormond Clinic.

Run by my brother, by the way.

He always wanted to live in the Caribbean.

Does he care anything about the innocent people you preyed on? The healthy ones?

The ones you took organs from?

You said it yourself.

I provide a service for people with money.

Lots and lots of money.

Besides, who's going to miss someone living on the street?

Someone with no home, no family, no friends? That's where you got it wrong,

Doctor. They do have friends.

I think you talk too much, Dr. Sloan.

Drop it!

Jesse, quick, get an ambulance.

We've got to get him to emergency.

It's a goldie.

Call it in, will you?

Better get on the phone to the Caribbean.

Already did. Good work.

I think you're out of business.

I guess the ants just didn't want to stay on the farm, Mark.

I think they were getting ready to walk off with the icebox.

I caught Charles and Raymond on the news.

Yeah, she's been charged with five counts of murder in California.

And we've started an investigation in the other state she worked in. This

thing's been going on for a long time.

What about her brother? We picked him up this morning.

So Cheryl Dante was formerly Cheryl Ormond?

Yeah, it was a married name. She kept it after the divorce.

Her brother was running that clinic in the Caribbean, and she was keeping the

supply of organs coming, using her job with Howard as a cover. So Ormond

offshore, no questions.

So she was performing the operations?

Yeah, she was an M .D. before she lost her license in a malpractice suit.

How'd she hook up with Tom Winston?

Met him at Baxter, tennis team.

Ooh. Ooh. Yay.

Are we styling or what?

Walter's got a job with the gentleman he met at the fundraiser.

Yes, you know, I came clean with who I was and I still got the job.

I'll be part of a team to create an inner city workforce.

Oh, that's fantastic.

Yeah, congratulations.

I'm sure before long you'll be running the place.

Well, I'd better be going. I don't want to be late for my first day. Thanks.

Thanks for the suit.

Good luck, Walter.

Thank you, Mark.

Thank you.

That's from Patsy.

Thank you. Take care.

Where's Jesse?

Down at the beach.

I don't have any money.

I'm just an intern who's up to his ears in debt.

But when I was your age, I used to think that this stuff was pretty cool.

Hey, I hope you don't mind, but I lined up a job interview for you.

Walter told me that you used to be seamstress, and, you know, according to

you were a pretty good one.

I have this uncle who works in the garment industry, and, well, he can see

today at four.

Who would I get to watch my son?

I will.

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