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How is Rosser all right? How is that possible? He got life without parole.

Do you hear me? I'll kill you.

I'm not going to hold up my life for one lunatic.

We'll get him, Dad. I promise you.

Mark, look out!

He's not going to stop coming after me.

Dad.

Hey, Manda.

Steve, what brings you by? You see my dad around?

He's up in radiology. Something wrong?

There's something he ought to know about.

Sam Rosser's out.

Rosser's out? How is that possible? He got life without parole.

Well, they were transporting him to a new maximum facility up north and

screwed up the paperwork.

They had him down to somebody else and he just walked out of the holding area.

It's unbelievable. The man blew up a post office and killed two people.

Now, it was a big story at the trial when Dad nailed him, and it's going to

even a bigger story now that he's out.

He's gotten a hold of it.

We're here at Community General Hospital hoping to... Oh, there he is.

Dr. Sloan, Dr. Sloan, Lisa Farrell, Channel 6 First Strike News.

What is your reaction to the release of Sam Rosser? Are you under police

protection, or are you planning on leaving town?

I'm sorry, this is the first I've heard of that.

I don't have any comment right at the moment. So you haven't had any contact

all. Will you hire police protection? Will you leave town?

That was Dr.

Mark Sloan, and now we wait... Excuse me, doctor.

Is he really out? He's really out. He was leaving the courthouse at his

sentencing some three years ago.

I'll get you pretty soon, I swear to God, I'll kill you. Do you hear me? I'll

kill you.

Are you sure I could put a man on you? No, I don't want any babysitters.

I'm not going to alter my life for one lunatic.

I'm not going to alter mine by becoming an orphan.

I'm going to talk to hospital security to see if we can't have some extra

personnel put on here. Okay.

But I don't think Ross is foolish enough to try anything.

Maybe, maybe not. But if you notice the slightest thing suspicious, please call

me immediately. Right.

Ross is probably in Canada by now.

Let's hope.

See you.

I don't want this thing on me, Vanessa.

A waste of good air.

Please, Lockwood, please.

Connie, we've been through this before. You're the patient.

And you're the doctor.

And you and I both know I'm dying.

And good morning to you, too.

We're all dying, Connie, from the minute we're born.

Oh, no. Now we're in philosophy class.

No need to be sarcastic.

All right, I'll be blunt.

Something I'm good at.

Mark, you've been my doctor for 30 years.

And I'm in terrible shape.

You're pre -emphasemic and you've had an asthma attack. That's not a good

combination, you know. I know.

And the next one will kill me. You can't be certain of that. And she's right. I

don't like you talking that way.

Mark.

Dear Mark.

I'm 82 years old.

I've lived my whole life in the lap of luxury.

I've traveled. I've loved.

It's been a good life and I'm not afraid of dying.

But I want to go quickly and with dignity.

No machines, Mark.

I will not be on life support to linger around for months or years to come past

my time.

Look, life support can mean a lot more than just staving off death.

It can sustain... You're not listening, Mark.

Please, these are my wishes.

Now, Vanessa's my lawyer.

And friend.

And friend.

She'll help get through the paperwork.

Are you sure about this?

Absolutely.

Well, it's fairly simple.

Some short forms Vanessa can witness.

I'm going to put this on your chart, Connie.

Roses, Mrs. Lockwood.

I'm sorry, you're going to have to take those out of here.

Mrs. Lockwood has requested no flowers.

Thank you.

DNR?

Did not resuscitate.

Thank you, Mark.

I have to go.

Be back.

I'll be here.

Jeff, you got a minute?

Thanks, man. I just got a little favor to ask you. Okay.

It's about Dr.

Sloan. I know you guys are tight.

Well, if you need something from him, why don't you just ask him? No, I

have a couple of times. I just don't want to sound pushy, you know?

It's about my evaluation for residency.

Well, maybe you shouldn't worry about that yet. I mean, it's like over a month

away. Yeah, I know. It's just... This is very important to me, and I've been

working really hard. I thought maybe you could, well, let me know how I was

doing. My old man's calling all the time. He's pretty anxious to know.

I guess I can mention it to him.

That's great.

But I'm just not going to do it today because he's pretty busy. Hey, thanks,

man. Great.

There you are.

We're late. We're in the fight of our lifetime and we're late. We have to save

this hospital, amigo.

Well, nothing's been decided.

Vaughn's offer's on the table, that's all. This is no longer an offer to buy.

It's a hostile takeover and you know it. Vaughn has three quarters of the board

in his pocket already. You and I have to stop the others.

Any word from San Diego?

I talked to the fellows on the phone last night. He said that he had the

information. I just hope he gets here today.

It may be too late already. The thought of Ron in that room without us is

frightening. Come on, we have to stall him, Mark. We have to stall him.

Now, the offer is there, ladies and gentlemen.

It's a fair purchase price, assumption of debt, and stronger stock options.

All that's required of you at this point in time is to put your... Dr. Sloan,

Mr. Briggs.

Unlike the patients here at Community General who have no option but to wait,

started without you.

Apologies.

Is there any word on that escaped killer?

No, not a word. I know that we must all be intrigued by Dr. Sloan's active

private life, but if you don't mind, I'd like to get back to this meeting.

His life has been threatened.

And I'm sure that we are all praying for his safety.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, we have offered, presented, and negotiated for

It's now time for a vote to sell this hospital.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm going to ask you to delay the vote.

I think most of you know that Mr. Briggs and I are not in favor of the sale, and

I have a suspicion that some of you are indecisive, too.

Well, a vote would clear that up, wouldn't it?

Vaughan Medical Services is a bottom -line, profit -driven business.

And this is a bad thing, Dr. Sloan? In the case of medical care, it certainly

can be.

If these people take over the hospital, staff will be cut.

equipment will be sold, and unprofitable departments will be closed.

Now, people in need of medical care are going to suffer.

These are the issues that have not been addressed.

I'd like to request that we table any vote for at least a few days so that Dr.

Sloan and I can present some information which may influence the vote. What new

information, Mr. Briggs?

I've contacted a colleague of mine down in San Diego. He's sending me a report

on the hospital where he works.

It was acquired...

about a year ago by Vaughn Medical Services. I think the report will

some of you.

And under whose authority is this so -called report being prepared?

Oh, I wasn't aware that I needed authorization to check into your track

This is way out of line and very late in the game, gentlemen.

I'd like to call for a vote.

I think what Dr. Sloan and Mr. Briggs are asking is fair.

One more day won't make a difference, and I, for one, would like to hear this

report. I suggest we reconvene tomorrow.

I'm going to get this hospital to Sloan, and no stunt with some report is going

to stop me.

The only stunt I've seen is you manipulating this room for the last

Excuse me.

Dr. Sloan? Yes.

I thought you'd better know.

Mrs. Lockwood's had another attack.

Severe? She went code blue.

Oh, no. She's all right. Dr. Haywood stabilized her. She's on a ventilator.

What?

Where's Dr. Haywood right now?

He's on break in the lounge.

Hey, Dr. Sloan.

You missed the excitement.

With Mrs. Lockwood? Yeah, it was something, but we brought her back.

Brian, did you look at her chart? Her chart?

No. I mean, she was in full arrest. I started CPR, intubated her, got her onto

machines, which she didn't want.

There was a do not resuscitate flag on that chart.

I saved her life, doctor.

Oh, yes, you did. Your instincts were correct, but your procedure was wrong.

Look, if I stopped to read the damn charts, I could have lost her.

Brian, what if she was allergic to penicillin and you found an infection?

If you gave her penicillin, it would kill her.

Consulting the patient's chart is imperative, and it's inexcusable not to,

especially when the patient is not yours. Okay, okay, so I screwed up

this time.

It's not just this time, Brian.

How's your residency?

You're not going to recommend me, are you?

Because of that old lady.

Mrs. Lockwood is just one case.

Brian, you've had a fairly good internship here, but there have been

oversights, enough to show a pattern.

I'm sorry, I can't recommend you. You enjoy this, don't you?

No, I don't enjoy it. Save it.

I'm not going to take this.

Excuse me.

I'm looking for a Dr.

Sloan. Mark Sloan?

I'm not sure where he is at the moment.

Well, there's someone I can give this to. I have a lot of deliveries for me.

Bruce? What? Do you know where Dr. Sloan is? There's a package for him.

Package for Mark? Is it from San Diego?

I don't know. Maybe.

Great. Here. I'll give it to him.

Here you go.

We've been expecting it.

That has to go to Dr.

Sloan. Absolutely.

Did you find Dr. Haley?

Yes, I found him.

Boy, you guys are busy here today.

No, we've only got one stop scheduled for the hospital.

Honey, another messenger from your company just left here.

He had a package for you, Dr. Swan.

Where is it?

Mr. Briggs took it. Where is he?

In his office, I think.

He's still alive.

And it's a miracle.

It looks like he might have had just a split second when he saw the bomb and

started to turn and threw his arm up.

Saved his life.

So, how bad is it? Three broken ribs, broken left arm, severe concussion, lots

of lacerations.

He's still unconscious. Next 24 hours will be the critical. It's been a man

Jesse are standing by.

Good. That was Rosser, all right. The nurse identified his picture.

I've already talked to security. We're beefing up.

They're bringing in a metal detector.

Anything on Rosser at all?

No, he's gone.

But we'll get him, Dad. I promise you.

We better get you home.

Well, not quite yet.

I've got one more sad duty to perform.

There's no change.

Yeah, so together.

She's been like this over six hours now.

How long would you normally keep all this going?

Oh, normally as long as we could, but... Yeah, she's not breathing on her own.

She's totally dependent on the machines.

You know her wishes, Vanessa.

You're going to do it now?

Yes.

Doctor, don't.

I know how you feel, Vanessa. I don't want this either.

There's something you don't know.

Your Constance is executor.

Executor? Of the will?

Her entire estate.

Over 40 million dollars.

What? I never knew. Why didn't she ever say anything?

I guess she figured you'd find out when you had to.

Point is, I don't think you should be doing this.

Think about it for a second.

The executorship comes with a sizable stipend and control of millions of

dollars.

Well, I... As a doctor, I'm bound to abide by her wishes and remove the

artificial life support.

But, uh...

If I stood to gain something.

It's absurd, I know.

But it does raise certain ethical and, I guess, moral questions.

Yes, it does. Yes, it does.

Vanessa, help me. I don't know what to do right at the moment.

I suggest you do nothing right now.

Let me look into it for you legally.

There may be a precedent somewhere.

Yes, yes, that's very good. I'd appreciate that.

Oh. Frankly, I'm a little relieved, at least for the moment.

I understand.

So am I.

Hey, Brian.

Brian!

What's wrong, man?

Why'd you ask Sloan?

Ask Sloan what? Why Brian Haywood is so upset?

Yeah, why not? He's the cause of it all.

Oh, you're a resident of the city. Uh -huh.

I'm watched.

I'm sorry. Yeah, you and a bunch of other people.

My old man's a doctor.

My grandfather's a doctor. They were more excited than I was when I got out

med school, for God's sake. What am I going to tell them?

Some old jerk's not going to pass me along?

Well, I'm sure that Dr. Sloan had his reasons. Hey, Travis.

Why don't you go on polishing his boots like you always have?

Look, man, you know what the real reason behind this is he's talking about.

Come here.

You think I don't see it? See what?

You. You've been up for, what, 36 hours?

Look at you. You're perspiring. Your eyes are dilated. Your heart rate's

probably up at 120.

Brian, you've been dipping into the pharmacy. You got amphetamines written

over you. You know, I got nothing to lose at this hospital. I'd knock you on

your ass.

Right.

You could do something a little smarter.

You can let me help you.

I can get you off the pills, Brian.

You know, one of these days...

People like you and Sloan, you're going to realize it can be very unhealthy to

start tearing people down.

Hey. Yeah, hey.

Is this a bad time?

Sure is for this hospital.

Snake.

Snake? Who's a snake?

Kurt Vaughn.

Oh, the one who's trying to buy the hospital.

I've seen him in the halls a few times. He's not exactly the warmest looking

fellow, is he? Kind of unapproachable. Oh, and that's his best quality.

This is the report from San Diego for Mark and Norman.

Mark, let me read it.

Vaughn destroyed that hospital. He raped it.

He turned it into nothing but a second -rate walk -in clinic, and he fired 840

people. Oh, man.

I guess he has the same in mind for us, huh?

Oh, you better believe it.

And check out the lift of Vaughn's other holdings.

What am I seeing?

You're seeing the name of the construction company that Vaughn owns,

that is supposedly building our cardiac unit.

And we have a work stoppage. I bet Vaughn's behind it. Oh, yeah.

Oh, anything to make us look bad, anything to push through his sale.

Does Mark know about this?

Yeah. and he is going to bring it to the attention of the board tomorrow.

Do you know where he is?

I think he went for a walk. He was pretty beat.

All right.

Probably could use some company.

I heard you stuffed out for air.

Yeah, a little air sounded good.

It's been quite a day. Oh, I bet it ever.

How's Norman?

About the same.

Regained consciousness?

Not yet.

Mark, Norman's a fighter. He's going to make it.

Oh, I sure hope so, Amanda.

Oh, he will. His vital signs are strong. Now, I want you to put your mind at

ease. I can see how worried he's got you.

Well, I'm worried about him. I brought my patient to 340.

And the sale of the hospital.

Well, let's not forget about your friend the Mad Bomber. Mr. Rosser? I've

forgotten about him.

That package was meant for me.

Well, since we're running a list, let's include the cardiac wing. That's only

two months behind schedule.

This is getting a little long, isn't it?

Sorry, but this is a pretty good cut you got here.

Well, it was a pretty big piece of scaffolding that fell on me.

I owe you one, Amanda.

What's a few hundred pounds of steel between friends?

All right, one bruise, one laceration.

Do me a favor, though. You try and stay off of it for a couple of days.

Oh, yeah.

Just a suggestion.

Well, Mark, you said that this was turning out to be one heck of a day.

Norman, then us. Mm -hmm.

I checked out that scaffolding. The bolts were blown.

Sam Rosser? You know, he's not going to stop coming after me.

I don't think we can risk anybody else getting hurt.

Hey, I think it's time for you to go home. Under guard.

For once, I agree with you. Good.

I've got a couple of men that are going to meet us at the house. We'll keep

someone on you around the clock.

Starting right now, I'll walk you to your car. Oh, I think I get that far

Oh, yeah, we've all seen how safe the hospital is today.

Okay, okay.

Amanda, thank you. All right, well, you just get home safely.

Oh, and, uh...

Keep in touch with me about Norman.

Yeah, I will do. You just try and keep your head down.

Right.

Oh, good.

We made it. Nobody around.

All right, Dad. Now straight home. No grocery shopping, no errands, okay? I'll

see you when you get home. All right.

Hey, did Mark leave?

About to. Well, we should stop him. Norman's awake. He's conscious.

Oh, thank God.

Oh, God, no.

I'm so sorry.

Not as sorry as Sam Rosser's gonna be.

You sure it was him?

Had to be. He openly threatened Dad and he's a bomb expert.

They found bomb fragments?

No, the gas tank was punctured in.

Ignition wires rerouted the gas line. Through the cranky engine it blew.

I'm gonna find Rosser. I'm gonna kill him.

You know,

it just doesn't make any sense what happened yesterday.

Rigging the gas tank like that. Steve said the bomb in the package was very

sophisticated. Well, maybe this one didn't need to be. It did the job,

Well, Steve's probably right. It was probably Rosser. But what if someone

advantage of the situation?

You mean and killed Mark, knowing that the whole world would blame Rosser?

what if someone wanted Mark dead for some reason, and now that he is, they're

benefiting from it?

I say we keep our eyes and our ears open and see what happens. Got it.

Where are you off to? I'm going to the board meeting to try and stop Kurt

Vaughn. And you?

I've got Mark's rounds to take care of and an angry intern to deal with.

Well, do you want to tell Norman or should I?

Maybe you should.

Hi.

You must be Dr. Travis.

I'm Vanessa Sinclair, Mrs. Lockwood's attorney.

Sure, yes, we spoke on the phone earlier.

I've been assigned Dr. Sloan's casework.

I want to tell you how very sorry I was to hear about Mark.

Well, we're all still in shock, I guess.

I gather you knew him.

I used to bring Constance to her appointments.

I wish that we were meeting under more pleasant circumstances.

So do I.

Oh, it's all been very horrible.

First Dr. Sloan. Sloan, now Constance.

Have you read her chart?

Yes, I have.

She has no immediate family.

No, her husband passed away many years ago. They had no children.

What I have to do is rather sad.

That's what she wanted.

Um, would you like to wait out in the hall? I can come and get you after.

No, I'll stay.

I spent almost every day of the last ten years with Constance.

I should be here at the end.

Sure.

This should be over quickly.

She's breathing.

What?

She's breathing on her own. Her heartbeat is slow, but... How can that

Well, it happens sometimes.

Tell you what, you stay here. I'm going to go get a nurse, and I still need to

consult with Dr. Demery. She's still critical.

Ladies and gentlemen, it's done.

By a vote of seven to nothing, with one abstention, Community General is hereby

sold to Vaughan Medical Services.

I'd like to congratulate all of you for making a very prudent and wise decision.

Excuse me, but you'll all have to forgive me. On behalf of most of the

here at Community General, I'd like to publicly state that this vote was

improper. And just who are you, miss? Dr. Amanda Livingston, staff pathologist

here at Community General.

Now, you all know that this vote was a sham.

Two of the prime dissenters are not even present. Mr. Briggs is still in

intensive care.

And I'm sure you're aware of Dr.

Sloan's death yesterday.

I am aware.

And it was a tragedy.

And before I was interrupted, I was about to suggest that we dedicate this

transaction to Dr. Sloan's memory.

As for Mr. Briggs, I'm sure we all wish him a very speedy and full recovery. The

vote was invalid.

Dr. Livingston, I appreciate your passion, but I'm afraid I must ask you

down or leave the room. You are not a member of this board.

But I am. And I agree with her.

I'm the member who abstains. The vote was illegal.

In no way was this vote illegal.

Now, the majority of you voted, and the decision was unanimous.

Look, I'm sure that many of you here are going through very trying times.

First, Mr. Briggs, then losing Dr.

Sloan to violence.

I can only hope that you can take some small solace in the fact... that your

sale will result in an even greater profit than you had anticipated.

What greater profit?

I'd like to take this occasion to announce that Community General has in

been sold by us to Purity Foods of America for more than $2 million over

value. How is it possible that this could happen so quickly?

Actually, I opened up talks with Purity at the same time I put my bid in for

Community General.

So you knew all along that you were buying us to sell us. You had every

intention of closing down this hospital while I'm telling you you can't. I can,

and I have.

Now, the additional profit will be shared by us, by Community General

Stockholders. Thank you once again.

You're not going to get away with this.

Oh, I think I already have.

You know, uh...

I wonder if the police might find this as convenient as I do, that after months

of bog negotiations, this hospital sells just one day after Norman Briggs is

injured and Mark Sloan is killed.

Dr. Livingston, you are wandering into very dangerous waters. You stir

like that up, and I will destroy you.

You sound like a killer, Mr. Vaughn. No, just a man with very good lawyers.

Start whispering.

And I'll get you into a lawsuit that will rip you apart.

And I'll take my chances.

Yo.

Travis. Not now, Brian. I'm not in the mood.

I just lost a patient.

Oh, yeah, the old lady. Heard about it.

She started breathing on her own, but she only lasted a couple of hours.

That's too bad.

You know what's funny? She's the one who almost cost me my residency.

What do you mean, almost?

I thought you were gone.

Yeah, I was.

Until someone had to replace his loan for intern evaluations.

You know who they got?

Dr. Fulbright.

You know who Fulbright went to med school with?

My old man.

Did he review your record? Yeah.

And he found it pretty good. He was recommending me.

Congratulations, Brian. I guess with Mark out of the way, you got what you

wanted. Yeah.

It's too bad how it happened, but I did.

See you around.

Hey, Brian.

Where were you yesterday around 4 o 'clock?

Well, my rounds.

Ground floor race. Why?

By the scaffolding for the new wing?

Yeah.

What are you fishing for, Travis?

Oh, I'm not. I'm just curious.

Yeah? Well, you're curious about someone else.

Okay.

Shaking pretty bad there, huh?

I guess you're overdue for a pick -me -up?

Better think about it.

That's easy.

How you feeling, Norman?

Better. Better than I was.

Any idea when they might let you out of here?

Not really, Steve.

You know Lauren?

Not for a while, I'm afraid.

Not for a while.

At least I'm comfortable.

It's nice to know so many people care.

You know, I never saw the cards for these flowers.

Funny, they all started coming today.

Uh, there aren't any cards.

For you, I mean.

What?

The flowers were meant for another patient, actually.

An older lady, Mrs. Lockwood?

She died about an hour ago, and we all felt that the flowers shouldn't go to

waste, so... So I got a dead lady's flowers.

They're still beautiful, Mr. Bragg.

Sloan here.

They've got him. Where?

I tell them to wait for me.

I want to be there.

Right, thanks.

This is Palmdale Police.

They've got Rosser. He's holed up in a motel room.

Open up!

Way to go, Sloan. You got me. You feel better now?

You're damn right I do, Rosser.

You're going into a hole so deep you'll never get out.

Life sentence is a life sentence, pal. You can't make me serve it twice.

And you can put those two attempts on me. I don't care.

Hell, I got what I wanted. Sloan is dead.

Just too bad somebody beat me to it.

What are you talking about? You blew up my father's car. I had to live with a

bond that blew up some hospital jerk and knocked over his scaffold. That's it.

You don't think I read the newspaper?

What time did your old man's car blow up? You know what time.

5 .15 yesterday.

You're a smart man.

Sooner or later, you'll find out where I was yesterday at 5 o 'clock.

Hey, you're back.

Did you get him?

Yeah, I got him.

Well, is something wrong? I mean, Rosser's behind bars, isn't he? Yeah,

downtown now.

But he didn't rig the car.

How do you know that?

He told me, for one thing.

And you believe him?

No, I wouldn't believe a thing Rosser says, but I believe that. What is this?

It's a videotape taken at a 7 -Eleven in Lancaster yesterday afternoon.

It's a robbery.

Rosser's the robber.

Then we got another killer.

Someone is using Rosser's threat as a cover.

Hey, Rosser didn't bomb Mark's car. I know, and I have something to show you.

I just want to let you know how sorry we all are about your dad.

Yeah, I know he was well -liked around here. He was loved by everybody.

Do you know yet when the funeral is? I know the nurses would all like to send

flowers. I don't, uh... I don't know. A few days, I guess.

I'll send a word through Dr. Livingston here. I appreciate it.

Thanks.

I, uh, I have his log with Dodge Hop's report here.

Mrs. Lockwood, is that the woman you told me about?

Yeah, she died shortly after I took her off life support.

You attended her, right? What did she die of?

Asthma attack.

Wrong. Read this. Check out the blood work.

Wow, look at the histamine level.

Sky high, and there was eosinophilia in the lungs.

Yeah, in the bronchial tract.

Which means?

She died of an allergic reaction.

Do you know the allergen? Yep, and now we know who killed Mark.

Hi. I was looking for a woman here, Vanessa Sinclair.

Oh, she just left.

She packed up Mrs. Lockwood's things. She was taking them to her house.

Mrs. Lockwood's house?

Uh -huh. She mentioned she has a lot of work to do out there. I gather she's the

executor of Mrs. Lockwood's estate.

I see.

Thank you.

All right.

Thanks for your help.

The credit card number to check out? Sure did.

Issued with Vanessa Ellen Sinclair.

$258 .50. Charged at the Community General Gift Shop.

$258? She sent six dozen flowers to Mrs. Lockwood knowing full well that she was

deathly allergic to flower pollen. A woman in her frail state never had a

chance. We got her. I mean, she's the new executor of the estate. That's

right? A mile of it.

This woman is in serious debt.

Checked with the bank and ran a quick TRW.

She owes over $200 ,000 in back taxes. Even her house is in repossession. What

is she into?

Stock market.

Quite a little player. She lost a fortune, too.

You want to cap her? Her father's a garage mechanic.

Think she might have picked up enough to know how to blow up a car?

Miss Sinclair?

Steve Sloan, LAPD.

I'm Mark Sloan's son.

I believe you know Dr. Livingston and Dr. Travis?

I do.

Do you want to tell me what this is all about?

It's about murder.

Murder?

Who was murdered?

My father.

And Mrs. Lockwood.

And you think I have something to do with that? Let me tell you what I know.

With my father dead and Mrs. Lockwood out of the way...

you gain control of a $40 million estate and have access to more than enough

money to bail yourself out of deep financial trouble.

You were in the hospital for days. You had access to the parking lot and Mrs.

Lockwood. And you rigged Mark's car and you sent that poor old woman dozens and

dozens of flowers just as effective as poisoning her food.

Are you all about done with what you know?

I'm taking you in for questioning.

And that's as far as you'll get.

Now, I'll tell you what I know.

I'm a lawyer, and you have nothing.

Just hearsay and conjecture.

I'll be out of police headquarters in about an hour.

We can prove that you sent those flowers.

But you can't prove that I knew the old lady was allergic.

Now, I'm going in my brand new house.

Get off my property.

Mrs. Lockwood's medical records.

You?

Mm -hmm. Alive and well.

Despite your best efforts.

How? Well, you know, my eyes aren't as good as they used to be. But my nose, as

you can see, is.

Smell gasoline.

As I approached my car, the smell got stronger.

I checked, and sure enough... The gas tank was leaking.

I knew it must have been punctured.

I decided to check under the hood.

I saw the loose ignition wire.

Two people have been hurt already and I saw my chance to stop it right there.

All I had to do was die.

Oh, God, no.

Look, I'll explain later. There's not much time. Seal this off before they

out there's not a body.

You know, I really didn't know it was you. I still thought it was Sam Rosser.

That was clever of you to use him as a cover -up.

You can't link me to your car.

No, no. You were very, very careful.

But Constance, now there's a different story.

You know, I couldn't have saved her.

I mean, she was dying.

If it hadn't been for you, she would have died to natural causes.

I'll swear I knew nothing about her allergies.

And I'll swear you did. And I have proof.

Only one person would know. Her doctor.

Who, unfortunately for you, is no longer dead.

It's all here.

Office visits where you were present and we discussed the allergies.

There's even a note here where I instructed you on the injection of

in case there was a serious attack.

Now, I am taking you in.

You're under arrest for the murder of Constance Lockwood.

Let's go.

Hey. Good to see you.

Lazarus, you have a lot of explaining to do at the hospital.

Oh, I bet I do.

How's that, Norman?

Awake and talking.

Uh -oh.

Give me a lift home? Oh, yes, please.

As a matter of fact, you could drop me by the car rental agency. I don't seem

have any...

I know things will look a lot different to you. All right. Well, we'll be in

touch, okay? Right. Thank you so much.

He come clean? Yes, he did. And I'm proud of him. You know, something like

that's hard to admit.

Well, what now?

Well, he's going to go into rehab, and then I told him to come back and finish

his internship.

Maybe even recommend him for residency?

Maybe. Maybe he could make a good doctor yet.

Hey,

check this out.

Leaving, Mr. Vaughn?

For good, I hope.

Sorry about the sale falling through.

Yeah, I'm sure you are.

Well, Mr. Vaughn.

Good to see you, Doctor.

Glad to be here.

We were just talking about the sale falling through.

Oh, what exactly happened?

Purity pulled out.

Really? Yes, the way that I heard it was that somebody paid Purity's president a

visit. Told him there was a suspicion of toxic waste on the hospital grounds.

Maybe even some radioactive materials from the nuclear medicine department.

Wow. Wow, indeed.

Apparently, this someone was an older, distinguished -looking gentleman with a

gray mustache.

You wouldn't know anything about that, would you, Dr. Sloan? Me? No. I was

remember?

All too well, I remember.

Seems a bit bitter.

What a shame.

Well, you're around, if not up. How do you feel?

I feel great.

We have a hospital back.

Good feeling.

Where is everybody, anyway?

I'll have a cup of coffee. Good idea.

With your help. And then, of course, any excuse for partying, right? Hey, well,

they sometimes throw parties for people after they've died, don't they?

Yeah, they call it a wake.

And what do we call this?

We can call it a reawake.

Good. Or how about a wake up? How about if we just cut the cake?

The cake? You got a cake?

Oh, boy.

Welcome back, Mark.

You know, I just want to make a little announcement here. I was somewhat

disappointed in the quality of the grief and mourning over my passing.

When I go on the real day, I want to hear real gnashing of teeth, rending of

garments.

You know, I want an honor guard to shoot off a 21 -gun salute for me.

I'd like to see all the schools and post offices in the country closed for the

day. A moment of silence in Congress, if I may.

I'd like to see a monument erected to me in the Watkinson Mall.

And then I'd like a yearly celebration, kind of a Mardi Gras, you know.

Your most anticipated world premiere event won't be in theaters.

It won't be on cable. It can only be seen on CBS.

The children should never follow in our footsteps.

From Mario Fuso, the author of The Godfather.

Your grandfather gave the order.

They own it. They own you and me.

Comes the epic story.

Of the last great American crime family.

You have to show a little respect.

Is my little girl in danger?

It's a delicate situation.

This Sunday, history will be rewritten and the final battle begins.

I judged him guilty as you judged me guilty.

I'm about to decide your destiny.

Mario Puzo's The Last Dawn, CBS Sunday.