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Ladies and gentlemen, we will look at this hospital as a healthy baby, always

growing, always taking on new challenges, facing new responsibilities.

Not to mention the occasional full diaper.

In that spirit of growth, we come here today to begin work on a new addition to

community.

Named after our most celebrated alumnus, Dr. Raymond Huxley. Here today with his

son, David.

I'm trying not to look quite so disinterested.

You're pretty happy about this, Mark?

No, Ray Huxley and I have been friends for a long time.

And now joining Dr.

Huxley is his daughter, Christine.

I wish you were into an event like this, trying to impress somebody.

Of course we wouldn't be here today without the efforts of our board of

directors, amply represented by its senior member, Emanuel Tubbs.

Not to mention the generous funds provided by the Raymond Huxley

Cardiac Research, headed by our dear friend, the lovely Jane Ellington.

You know, it's at times like these that our thoughts go back to times long past.

I remember a story.

I think we should save that story for another time.

Okay, ladies and gentlemen, prepare yourself for the inevitable.

Get it good, Norman!

One, two, three!

So that's what happened to Chris.

Good morning, Dr. Sloan. Good morning.

Good

morning,

Dr. Sloan.

Dr. Sloan, could you just call me Mark? I'm still getting used to that doctor

part. Sure.

Dr. Nordoff is looking for you.

He is? Did he say why?

Only that you could find him in the cardiology lab.

I think he has good news.

Thanks.

Dr.

Nordhoff, you wanted to see me? You know my scrub nurse, Jane Ellington?

Oh, sure. Hi, Jane.

I was looking forward to Dr.

Huxley.

I reviewed your application to join the cardiac surgical unit.

Your credentials are impressive.

Thanks.

So what makes you want to join our team?

Well, I guess I'm excited about the challenge.

Except for Christian Barnard in South Africa, no one's doing the kind of work

you're doing.

Heart transplant?

Pacemaker installation, bypass surgery.

Tricky stuff.

Requires careful and precise work.

How are your hands?

I don't know. Here, what do you think?

Welcome to the team, Dr. Paul.

Stan? Hmm?

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

You know, I almost became a heart surgeon.

So what stopped you?

The man I worked for disappeared.

Did that guy sound holed up in D -Wing?

Uh, Dr. Gregory Nordoff? Right.

It was right after I took up residence here at Community General. I was trying

to decide between cardiac surgery and internal medicine for my specialty.

Nordoff was a heart surgeon. Yeah. Oh, I wanted to be just like him.

But after he disappeared, particularly in a way he disappeared, I kind of lost

my interest in cardiac surgery.

On the phone, Amanda said there was evidence that Nordoff might have been

murdered. That's right.

How am I supposed to investigate a murder that took place over 30 years

Well, now tell me about Nordoff.

Who else was close to him other than you?

Greg Nordoff was a brilliant surgeon, but he wasn't that close to that many

people.

Ray Huxley there was his cardiac assistant.

And Jane Ellington, who's now head of the Huxley Foundation, she was his nurse

and assistant.

What about people who knew him who might still be around?

Emanuel Tubbs.

He's now a senior member of the hospital board.

He was this hospital's first bookkeeper.

The police think it was Tubbs' accusation that caused Nordoff to

What accusations?

Tubbs claimed that Nordoff sold $50 ,000 in hospital funds. And actually, the

money was from a research fund that Nordoff controlled.

The DA decided that Nordoff took off just to avoid being prosecuted for

embezzlement, and nearly everybody else agreed.

But you didn't.

Well, I wasn't sure.

So why didn't you investigate?

Oh, I wish I had.

But it was a bad, bad time.

Greg Nordoff disappeared on the worst day that I have ever, ever lived

I just found out all scheduled surgeries were canceled this morning because of

construction problems.

Does that mean... President Kennedy has been shot. What's wrong? By a would -be

assassin in Dallas, Texas.

Stay tuned to CBS News for further details.

From Dallas, Texas, the flash, apparently official, President Kennedy

p .m. Oh, my God.

Some 38 minutes ago.

Vice President Johnson has left the hospital.

Ray, have you heard?

What?

It's President Kennedy. He's dead.

After the assassination, I couldn't think about anything else for weeks.

By the time you did think about it, Nordoff's case was closed.

Never did feel right about it.

Sounds like you had good reason.

It's impossible to be absolutely certain given the condition of the corpse. As

you can see, there is no corpse.

But judging by the double fracture in the right rear hemisphere of the skull,

I'd say he was killed from two blows by a heavy blunt object.

Anything that might help us identify the killer?

Like blood stains or hair samples?

Sorry. After more than 30 years, nothing would remain from Nordoff or his

attacker. Where'd you find this?

At the bottom of the plastic bag. It's been holding a piece from hearing aids.

Pretty big. It's a pre -silicon chip.

Was there a separate battery pack, a microphone?

Not that I found.

But the question is, did it belong to the victim or his killer?

Did Nordoff have a hearing problem?

I don't remember seeing him wearing a hearing aid, although he might have worn

one and taken it off in public. He was pretty vain.

No, we could get Jesse to track down his family or his physician. They would

know. They need to be notified anyway.

You know, there's someone else who might know.

His old scrub nurse, Jane Ellington.

It was a long time ago.

There's no need to fall apart.

But we were so wrong about it.

We would feel so.

I'm aborting.

Maybe you should give her something.

Maybe all she needs is a plan, maybe.

All these years, I thought he betrayed us.

But we betrayed him.

I betrayed him.

Uh, Dr. Rudolph, you wanted to see me?

Hello, Sloan.

You know my scrub nurse, Jane Ellison?

Oh, sure. Hi, Jane.

Um, I'll get this report to Dr. Huxley.

You loved him.

I don't know why I didn't realize that until just this moment.

And he loves me.

But we were careful to keep it secret.

Greg was married, and I was ashamed.

But when he disappeared without a word and all that money was gone... You

thought he left you.

For more than 30 years, I hated him.

A lot of people turned on him when he disappeared.

But I knew him, Mark.

I should have defended him.

I have to think that straight.

Excuse me.

Can you see Dad for a minute?

What's that?

He won't let me examine him. But I don't like his color. All this has hit him

pretty hard.

Where is he?

He's in exam room four. He says you're the only doctor he trusts.

I've been a cardiac surgeon for five years, and he still treats me like I've

just stopped playing with my Barbies.

Is everything okay?

There's a lot to think about.

But now that I know Greg didn't run off, I'm beginning to remember things in a

whole new light.

Okay.

Talk later.

Well, let's go to your dad.

You mind if I take a pass on that?

It's not like I can do anything.

She's the doctor.

Anyway, I'm late for lunch today. Oh, who's the lucky girl this time, Miss

November? No, she was last month.

David is a compelling argument against genetic inheritance.

He must take after his mother. He shouldn't take after Dad.

Well, Ray certainly has you to be proud of.

Well, you'd think so.

Unfortunately, I seem to remind him too much of my mother, the ex -Mrs. Huxley.

Oh, uh, excuse me. I rescheduled a surgery this morning. I'm doing the OR.

Okay, I'll tell Ray. Oh, it doesn't matter. It's you he needs to see.

Hey, Sloan.

Glad you're here.

Just finishing up Mr. Genovese's pre -op.

Care to assist?

I'd love to, but don't you already have an assistant?

No, no, please.

I've done a hundred of these. What's one more or less?

The newest member of our team, Mark Sloan.

And this is my right -hand man, Raymond Huxley.

Glad to meet you. I hope you ate your Wheaties this morning. The pace can get

pretty frantic here. We live on guts and IV caffeine.

Took you long enough.

Just started.

Pulse 110.

BP 80 over 50.

Radiating pain.

Upper left thorax.

Flammy skin.

Shortness of breath.

I'm having you admitted.

Nurse!

I've seen Greg after all these years.

Don't talk.

Dr. Sloan?

Yes, I need a cornea in an orderly right away.

Right.

You may have admired the man.

I loved him like a father.

Broke my heart.

He disappeared.

All that money was missing.

Broke my heart.

I'm hearing bilateral rails in both seals.

I know.

Payne studied a month ago.

Angiograph found.

Triple vessel disease.

Very practically invented.

Miniature pacemaker technology.

winds up with a heart so damaged I can't even benefit from my own technology.

I'd die on the table.

Ray, did David and Christine know about this?

I don't need my family hovering over me, waiting for me to drop.

If Greg didn't take off the way we thought, that means he didn't take the

Somebody else stole it and framed him.

You got it.

You have to find out who took the money.

Whoever did that must be killing you. What I do right now is get you to ICU.

I called them and told them we're on our way out.

You bet.

I know.

Ray was so energetic and ambitious when I knew him 30 years ago.

Gee, to see him now.

It's odd.

Whoever just paged me isn't answering.

Well, maybe they put their number in wrong.

Maybe.

He was found in the hospital garage by a security guard, and given the

temperature of her body, I wouldn't say she'd been dead for more than an hour.

What did the throat wound tell you?

Well, the condition of the purse ransacked, the contents emptied, jewelry

missing. Looks like a mugging gone bad.

One wound, one clean cut.

So we can rule out a frenzy killing?

Yeah, she wasn't molested pre - or post -mortem. It wasn't a sex crime.

Anything else out of the ordinary?

Just this.

Some kind of black residue in the index and forefinger. Yeah, looks like ink. I

sent a sample down to the police crime lab. They should have the results this

afternoon.

Such a nice lady.

That's what makes this job so hard.

Thanks.

Hi. Hi.

The men to fill you in?

Jane Ellington killed in a possible mugging. Yeah. Or a murder made her look

like a mugging.

You know, there's two things that are bothering me. This morning, Jane told me

that finding Greg Nordoff's body was making her see past events.

In a whole new light.

She happen to say what events?

No. Sally? Yes, Doctor?

The other thing that's bothering me is that she paged me on her cell phone just

minutes before she was killed.

Well, you think she knew something that pointed to Nordoff's killer?

Yes. And killed to keep her silent.

You know, Jane phoned from her car.

Makes me wonder if she was meeting someone, going somewhere.

And I'll see what I can find out. Okay.

It's funny, 30 years ago, my instincts told me there was something wrong with

the disappearance of Greg Nordhoff.

If I'd just done something then... Jane Ellington might still be alive?

Yeah. Dad, you can't blame yourself now for something you didn't do 30 years

ago. Only now it isn't about 30 years ago. This woman was killed today.

I'll let you know what I can dig up. Okay.

Talk to you later.

Under the circumstances, I don't see what other course we can take. You can

reschedule the ceremony and finish dedicating the new wall to my father

Finding Noroff's body behind the wall has turned the dedication into a media

circus. That kind of bad publicity can have a devastating impact on the

hospital's stock.

What about the impact on my father's reputation?

I won't let you do this. I don't happen to listen to this anymore.

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

You practically accuse me of stealing hospital funds. That is a very serious

allegation. There is $50 ,000 missing from the surgical research fund that you

control.

And if you didn't take it, then who did? I'm not the only one who has access to

those funds. You're the head bookkeeper.

Maybe you embezzled the money yourself.

That's absurd. Is it?

I'll tell you what I'll do.

I'll look at the books myself, and if they've been cooked, I will know it.

And, mister, you will pay.

You heard?

Couldn't help it. My father's memorial is ruined.

Rich as he is, you wouldn't think Tubbs would care about a few lousy stock

points. Money's the only thing that matters to him.

If you have enough money, you can buy all the memorials you want.

This is a hospital, David.

The Raymond Huxley Pavilion for Advanced Cardiac Surgery.

Paid for by the Raymond Huxley Foundation for the Advancement of the

of Raymond Huxley, a division of Raymond Huxley Bank Services, Inc.

Money really is the only thing that matters, sis.

I wish you wouldn't always manage to meet my worst expectations.

You heard?

I couldn't help it.

It's the best.

It's funny, Mark.

You start off thinking that healing is the only thing that really matters.

Then you realize how complicated life and medicine are.

Things aren't what they seem.

People aren't who you think they are.

People we believed in betray us.

Are you all right?

Just lessons, Mark.

Lessons we all have to learn.

That's the last time I saw him alive.

Hey.

Gregory Nordoff's wife died 12 years ago.

Well, does he have any other family? Just a second cousin in Minnesota who he

fell out of touch with in 1958.

What about a personal physician?

He's retired, and he sold his practice to a medical group in 1972.

He died in 1979.

All of his records were transferred to microfilm in 1980.

Where's that microfilm now?

Purged in 94.

So, nobody anywhere has any medical records of the long -dead Gregory

Well, try the hospital archives.

Yeah, Community General keeps complete health files on all the medical staff

insurance purposes.

Now, Nordhoff's records could still be there.

You mean the archives downtown on 4th Street?

I hate that place.

It's dirty and it's stinky.

Well, that's true of your place, too, but that doesn't keep you from going

at night, does it? Please, come on. On top of all this, it's a wild goose

No, we need those files to help us find out if Nordhoff wore a hearing aid.

Don't be a good goose in shade.

Oh, I heard about Jane.

Terrible thing, terrible.

Today, of all days.

You know, I talked to her after you left, and I was just wondering if she

realized. Realized what?

Well, if Greg Nardoff was murdered, that means he didn't take off with the

investment funds.

You're probably right.

I mean, they didn't find any money with the body.

You think the killer took it?

I don't know.

It happened a long time ago.

You know, speaking of money, I've always kind of envied you, Manny.

Me? For heaven's sakes, why?

Well, you built up quite a substantial fortune in the last 30 years, which is

pretty impressive for a guy who's on a bookkeeper's salary.

What's your secret?

The truth.

Mm -hmm.

Dumb luck.

Oh, you're kidding.

No, no, no, no.

Before Medicare inflated the values of the medical industry, I bought stock.

Blue Cross Community General Drug Manufacturers.

Oh, and then you were one of the original investors in Huxley's cardiac

services. Oh, that was a natural.

I mean, buying a piece of Ray's pacemaker company was one of the

investments ever made.

Wish I had your insights.

Every time I invest money, it's a disaster.

Well, that's the price you pay when you play the stock market.

Well, they say it takes money to make money.

Where'd you get yours, incidentally?

Excuse me. Well, you know, the money for your first investment.

You must have saved every penny you earned. I never saved a dime.

Huh?

The money that I invested, I inherited.

Oh, I see.

More dumb luck.

Any other illusions you'd like me to shatter? No. No, thanks.

What kind of emergency?

Status? Dr. Huxley's in VTAC. I've given him a 100 milligram bolus of lidocaine.

He's on a 2 milligram a minute drip. I've ordered blood gases. I'm just

him one amp of sodium bicarbonate.

He's fibrillating.

Pedals.

300 joules. He's flapping. Charge.

Clear.

Charge. Clear.

No response.

Check. 1 .44 p .m.

Nice you could join us, Jane.

The chief of surgery cornered me. Because of all the new construction, two

are down.

He wants to know when OR 6 will be free.

We'll be finished when we're finished.

Are you really transferring out of cardiac surgery into clinical medicine,

Sloan? I just think I can make more of a difference in medicine than surgery.

I don't have your hands, Ray.

It's because of Greg Nordhoff and the embezzlement thing.

You're disillusioned.

I'm tying it off.

Greg used to be a great man, but his work was at a dead end and he knew it.

That's why he ran away.

Not because of the money?

Who knows why he took the money.

The real problem was he didn't have a vision for the future.

Sponge.

What about you, Jane?

You're not quitting the team because Greg's gone, are you?

No.

Good.

The future's for people like us, Sloan.

We have new ideas, and we're young.

Is that what medicine's about? New ideas?

Well, you can't be a great surgeon without new ideas.

Surgeons hold life and death in their hands.

Great surgeons break the old rules and make new ones.

tell you about his heart condition.

Christine, I suppose he kept it from you so you wouldn't worry.

Oh, God.

Invisible man vanishes one more time.

Oh, please don't start.

Only this time he's gone for good.

Look, David, I know you're upset. David is always upset because Dad never paid

enough attention to him. Well, maybe he did something worthy of his attention.

Oh, like Daddy's little girl following in his surgical footsteps like some

little clone? At least I had his respect.

Sorry about that.

It's all right.

Sounds like David and your dad had some rough times.

David was a disappointment to Dad.

So was I.

I find that hard to believe.

Well, he was happy enough that I went into medicine.

But I was still a disappointment to him.

You see, I look exactly like my mother.

And every time he looked at you... He saw her.

He couldn't stand that.

So he dealt with it by... not looking at me.

You're not serious.

The first time my father looked me in the eyes after the divorce was on the

of my college commencement when I told him I was going to medical school.

I can't believe Frank would be that cold.

My father was a great surgeon.

Great men don't live by other men's rules.

Oh, I'm doing surgery.

Well, honey, maybe you better put it off. Well, you're upset.

I postponed this procedure twice today. I can't put it off anymore.

Thanks for being my father's friend.

Is that what medicine's about? New ideas?

You can't be a great surgeon without new ideas.

Surgeons hold life and death in their hands.

Great surgeons break the old rules and make new ones.

The black residue on Jane Ellington's fingertips.

Ink? No, wax and carbon.

Apparently Jane was handling some old -fashioned carbon paper.

It's odd. You hardly ever see that stuff anymore. I know, the way we photocopy

everything. I didn't even recognize it was carbon paper at first.

Did you find any carbon paper in her car?

No. They did find these.

Parking lot ticket stubs.

Both time stamps were today.

This one was a few minutes before she called my dad. It's from the parking

garage downstairs.

Which means she wasn't leaving, Community General. She was coming back.

Well, does the other ticket stub tell you where she'd been?

Well, not specifically, but it's time dated 40 minutes before this other one.

It's a public lot downtown on 4th Street, which makes it kind of hard.

Community General keeps her archives in a warehouse down on 4th Street.

Would Jane Ellington have known that hospital archives are kept in this

warehouse? Sure. She was a nurse here for years.

Jesse's down at that warehouse right now looking for Gregory Nordhoff's medical

records.

Carbon papers.

Old records.

Jane could have gone down to that warehouse to look for Gregory's records

well. And whatever she found out must be why she was killed.

And if the murderer finds out Jesse's down there... I'm on it.

Okay, 1964.

Okay, where is 63?

Mitchell. Michael.

Nixon.

Nixon.

Norbert.

Jesse!

Jesse!

Still

dizzy?

The oxygen helps.

Who am I?

Well, for a person who smells like a smoked turkey, we're in good shape.

So is Dr. Nordoff.

According to his medical file, there wasn't anything wrong with his hearing

all. And if this hearing aid wasn't his... It could have belonged to whoever

killed him.

Now, maybe you can find the owner by tracing the serial number.

There is no serial number.

Is there a manufacturer's label?

No label either.

So what does that mean?

Well, this isn't a production model. It's a prototype.

A test model.

And what was it doing in Nordoff's body bag?

That's a good question.

Hey, Steve, by the way, back at the warehouse, thanks for the lift.

Oh, no problem. You can adjust my back later.

I did confirm that that fire was arson, and it was started in the northeast

corner of the warehouse.

That doesn't make any sense. The personnel medical files were all in the

southwest corner.

The only thing the killer wanted was to destroy Nordoff's file.

Why didn't he just grab it out of Jesse's hand when he knocked him out?

Why start a fire in another part of the warehouse?

Nordoff's file wasn't the killer's target.

Is he saying that Jane was murdered because of something she found in the

northeast corner of the warehouse?

And I'd like to know what records the hospital keeps there.

Well, we'll see what we can find out. Thanks.

Either one of you seen Emanuel Tubbs? Yeah, a few minutes ago. He's in the

boardroom. Thanks.

You're quite sure.

Mr. Tubbs?

Well, thank you for your advice, Charles. We'll talk later.

You are Mark Sloan, son.

The police detective.

Thank God.

I would like to say that I remember you when you were just this high, but I'm

afraid that would date me.

This isn't a social call.

That's ominous.

You told my father that you inherited the money to start investing. I checked.

You want to know what I found?

I'll save you the time.

There was no inheritance.

The truth is, I stole the money from Gregory Nerdoff's surgical research

You admit you embezzled the money.

My attorney just told me the statute of limitations ran out a long time ago.

Why not clear Nordhoff's name?

Gregory was a good man.

Mr. Tubbs, it's true you can't be prosecuted for a 30 -year -old

but there's something your attorneys may not have told you.

And that would be?

There is no statute of limitations on murder.

Huh.

Well, we called every medical supply company the community general uses.

Turns out that only a handful of them were making medical prototypes in 1963,

and about four of them were making electronic prototypes like hearing aids.

All right, send it through. Thank you.

Apparently, Dr. Nordoff contacted one of those companies in late 1963.

Mark, he had an idea for a prototype pacemaker and wanted to see if they had

expertise to design it and produce it. They developed specs off of his idea,

they used this earpiece as a sample for their electronic work, except that's the

last they ever heard of him.

They figured he gave his idea to someone else.

Do the company keep their specs on Nordoff's project?

They're faxing us a copy right now.

Are you all right?

Lessons learned.

Lessons we all have to learn.

What is it?

I recognize this.

This is the design for a miniature pacemaker Ray Huxley claims to have

in 1965.

That's two years after Nordoff developed the same idea with another

manufacturer. Dr. Huxley stole Nordoff's pacemaker design?

And made a fortune from it.

You know, the day he vanished, Nordoff said to me, the friends we believe in

betray us.

He was talking about Huxley.

So, Nordoff found out that Dr. Huxley was stealing his work. There was a

confrontation, and Huxley killed Nordoff.

Walled up the body in the new construction.

And let everybody think that Dr. Nordoff ran off with embezzled funds.

We just solved a 30 -year -old murder.

I know Dr.

Huxley was a friend of yours, Mark.

Well, what kind of a friend is a man who lies to you for 30 years?

Well, at least we know who killed Dr. Nordoff. Didn't kill Jane Ellington.

No, he didn't, because Jane was murdered in the garage and Dr. Huxley was up

here having a heart attack.

Couldn't have had a better alibi.

So we just solved a 30 -year -old murder.

Today's murder is just as big a mystery.

Finding out that Gregory Nordoff didn't steal the money and run away made Jane

Ellington think twice about things that had happened years ago.

Aren't you eating?

Now I'm assisting Dr.

Gleason in the liver resection. About 15 minutes. The guy hates to wait.

Okay, so while she was rethinking old times, Jane went to the archive.

She found something. She called Mark and someone killed her. But who and why? So

we need to know what she was looking for.

Norman said that he would have a list of files from that section of the

warehouse at around 4 o 'clock. Let's go.

Let's go? No, did you just hear me? I said I have to do a liver resection with

Dr. Gleason.

Research grant applications, 1963.

Yeah, Norman said the hospital kept carbon copies of all the grant proposals

submitted by the medical staff, and that's what was stored in the area where

fire broke out.

Nordahl filed a grant application for his miniature pacemaker, and Jane did

paperwork, so there's a carbon copy of that paperwork stored in the warehouse

archive. That's what she went looking for.

Proof that Ray Huxley stole Nordoff's pacemaker design.

Well, if Jane thought that application, then she would know that Huxley stole

Nordoff's design. Why would she continue to work for him?

Maybe she lost more than a lover when Nordoff disappeared.

So as long as Jane thought that Nordoff was a crook, she didn't care if Huxley

was one, too.

But once she realized that Nordoff had been murdered and that she'd been wrong

about him... Ray became her number one suspect.

And she knew where to go to get the proof to expose him. And gave Huxley a

reason to kill her.

But he was having a heart attack. Who else would have motive to want her dead?

Emanuel Tubbs, David Huxley, and Dr. Christine Huxley.

Why those three?

Money. See, Tubbs is the major stockholder in Huxley's cardiac

David and Christine will inherit their father's estate, which includes Huxley

Cardiac Services.

So if Jane exposed the truth, lawsuits from Nordoff's relatives would bankrupt

Huxley Cardiac Services, ruining Tubbs and exhausting Christine and David's

inheritance. Yeah, they stood to lose up. Fortune. You know, unless Jane was

stopped. This is great.

What? I've been running my butt off for that livery section. Now I find out that

half the ORs are down because of the new construction and that procedure has

been postponed until 6 a .m. tomorrow morning.

I had to sleep until 6 a .m. and then I had a baby.

I just found out all scheduled surgeries were canceled this morning because of

construction problems.

Does that mean... What's wrong?

by a would -be assassin in Dallas, Texas.

Stay tuned to CBS News for further details.

From Dallas, Texas, the flash, apparently official, President Kennedy

p .m. Oh, my God.

Some 38 minutes ago.

Ray, have you heard? Johnson has left the hospital.

Heard what?

Dallas, but we do not know.

You know, I thought he was dazed like the rest of us because he heard Kennedy

died. He hadn't heard.

Who hadn't heard?

And he hadn't just come from surgery because all the ORs were closed because

the new construction.

Are you getting any of this? What does this have to do with finding Jane's

killer? Everything.

The blood wasn't from surgery because the surgery was canceled.

See for yourselves.

Procedure? Sometimes it seems like they're all rough.

A lot of blood on your scrubs. It comes with the job. Can't be a surgeon without

occasionally wearing a little blood. I know. In fact, we get so accustomed to

seeing surgeons with blood -splattered scrubs, we don't think twice about it

anymore. Excuse me. It's been a long day. For example, when I saw your father

bloody scrubs the day Kennedy was killed, I just assumed he'd been in

But all surgeries were canceled that day because of the building construction.

So how did he get blood?

On the scrubs.

By killing Greg Nordhoff.

What are you talking about?

My father never killed anyone.

Oh, I know Ray killed Dr. Nordhoff.

Don't be crazy.

And I have a pretty good idea who killed Jane Ellington, too.

Who?

You know, if I were you, I'd get those in the laundry right away.

Bloodstains have a way of setting permanent unless you wash it right out.

Even then, they...

do have ways of making bloodstains reappear.

Are these what you're looking for?

Dr. Sloan, what are you doing here?

Looking for these.

No, uh, actually, I, uh, I left a notebook in a lab cart this morning.

No, these are what you were wearing this morning.

These are the scrubs you wore clean to your father's dedication ceremony.

And they're the same scrubs you were wearing when I saw you hours later

with Tubbs.

Only the second time they weren't clean.

They were bloody.

Well, you know, like we said, bloody scrubs go with the job.

Well, that's right.

Yeah, I didn't think anything about it at the time. You're a surgeon.

I saw what I expected to see.

Just as I did when I saw your father on bloody scrub years ago.

Only his scrubs weren't bloody from surgery, and neither were yours.

Don't be ridiculous. I had an angioplast at 10 o 'clock this morning.

You told me a couple of hours ago you had to reschedule that procedure.

Twice. It's on file at the nurse's station.

The first time you were scheduled was because of the commotion around the

discovery of Greg Nordoff's body.

The second time, it was because you were busy killing Jane Ellington.

You can't prove that.

Can I see that? Oh, I don't think so.

The police will want to run some DNA tests on these bloodstains.

And they want to compare a sample of these stains with Jane's blood.

But you know what they'll find.

Yeah.

How long have you known your father killed Red Noroff?

Only since this morning.

He told us after they found the body in the wall.

He thought we'd be so shocked.

But you know what's strange?

You weren't surprised.

After the way he treated my mother and me, nothing he did would ever

surprise me.

You killed Jane to save your inheritance.

I never cared about the money.

Believe it or not, I killed her to save him.

Read her right.

Get her out of here.

Safe bet we'll find Jane Ellington's blood on this. Okay.

Right, you did it?

No.

A little sad.

A good hospital is like a healthy baby.

Like a healthy baby, she is always growing, taking on new challenges, and

new responsibilities.

Doesn't he have any other speeches?

Well, look, he's putting everybody to sleep.

Mark is out on his feet.

Uh, well, I... I don't think he's asleep.

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