All language subtitles for Patch.Adams.1998.1080p.BluRay.x264-[YTS.AM]

All of life is a coming home.

Salesmen, secretaries, coal miners,
beekeepers, sword swallowers.

All of us.

All the restless hearts of the world.

All trying to find a way home.

It's hard to describe what I felt like
then.

Picture yourself walking for days in the
driving snow.

You don't even know you're walking in
circles.

The heaviness of your legs and the
drifts.

Your shouts disappearing into the wind.

How small you can feel.

How far away home can be.

Home.

The dictionary defines it as both a
place of origin and a goal or

And the storm?

The storm was all in my mind.

Or as the poet Dante put it, in the
middle of the journey of my life, I

myself in a dark wood, for I had lost
the right path.

Eventually, I would find the right path,
but in the most unlikely place.

How many fingers do you see? You crazy
mother... Stop sneaking up on me like

that. How many?

Four. Four?

Four!

Another idiot.

You're gonna love it here.

Got a new one, Jean.

Hunter Adams.

Self -committed.

Suicidal. Slate him with Dr.

Prack.

Rudy! What's the word, my man?

He left that bed in three weeks.

He won't give you any trouble.

He needs another bedpan. They're in the
closet. Wake up at 7 a .m.

Excuse me.

Is there any way I could have my own
room?

Oh, absolutely.

Just call the concierge and ask for a
suite overlooking the fountain.

No, I prefer the cabana room.

Get some sleep.

You're, um... You're a lot fuzzier than
my last roommate.

Keeps me warm.

Amy!

Get him away! Get him away! Get him
away!

Get him away!

Okay, I'm gonna... You!

Raider! You brought him with you when
you opened the door! Who?

Save me! I'm sorry.

My father died when I was nine.

He was in the army. He wasn't home very
much.

Two weeks before he died, he told me
that in the Korean War, it felt like he

lost his soul.

All this time, I thought it was me.

I moved seven times in the last year.

I've had several jobs.

Nothing seemed to fit.

I don't seem to fit.

And when your father died, how did that
make you feel?

I don't know. I was nine.

It was like there's this distinction
suddenly between you and the rest of the

world.

I looked around me.

Life went on just like it did before.

But it wasn't like it was before.

My uncle helped. He would visit.

He at least listened.

And I thought, if I could light my own
farts, I could fly to the moon.

Or at least Uranus.

But if I couldn't do that, at least I
could use my penis as a pogo stick.

And that might be a way of getting
around.

I'm sorry?

Yeah, that's good.

Yes, well, I think you're making fine
progress hunter. We'll talk later in

Arthur Mendelson?

Ran beating industries.

Guy was one of the most innovative minds
of our time.

Look at him now. He can't even count the
windows.

God,

what happened to him? Why is he here?

Self -committed, genius syndrome, Howard
Hughes type shit.

Constantly digging into the creative
potential of the human mind.

I guess he dug too deep.

Why are we meeting in here? It's
cramped.

Well, Everton, we're meeting in here so
that Rudy can participate.

It's cramped.

Does anyone else have a thought on that?

Cramped!

I think he has a question.

Do you find that funny, Hunter, making
fun of a man's infirmity?

Maybe he does have a question.

He's alive.

He's catatonic.

He still has a brain. Maybe he wants to
participate, too.

Yeah.

Maybe he has a question.

Yeah, maybe.

Maybe he knows why we're cramped.

Maybe Beanie knows a lot more than we
give him credit for.

Excuse me, Beanie?

Which way is heaven?

That'll be enough, Hunter.

Beanie, how much taller is Will
Chamberlain than you?

Right.

Hey, Beanie!

Beanie!

Where's the ceiling?

That's enough. Stop it.

Where do the birds fly, Beanie?

How do you say hello to Hitler?

Beanie, how does Hitler say hello?

Hey, Beanie, Beanie, how do you check an
elephant for a hernia?

Beanie, who would win a staring contest?

Bend your medial collateral ligaments.
Place one talus in front of another. I

don't see where you'd have a problem.

Of course, if there were a news story
covering this event, the headline might

read, Small Brain Enters Room.

Fingers.

What's the answer?

Oh, you're another one of those bright
young fellows who always know the right

answer, isn't it?

Welcome to real life.

How many do you see?

There are four fingers, aren't there?
No, no, no. Look at me.

You're focusing on the problem.

If you focus on the problem, you can't
see the solution.

Never focus on the problem. Look at me.

How many do you see?

Look beyond the fingers.

How many do you see?

Eight.

Eight. Eight.

Yes, yes.

Eight's a good answer.

See what no one else sees.

See what everyone else chooses not to
see out of fear, conformity, laziness.

See the whole world anew each day.

Now, it's who says you're well on the
way.

You didn't see something here besides a
crazy, bitter old man.

You wouldn't have come in the first
place.

What do you see when you look at me,
Arthur?

You fixed my cup.

I'll see you around.

Stop. You're throwing off my rhythm.

You'll go blind.

Please. I have to go to the bathroom.

Go.

Right over there, 15 feet away.

I would, but... What, the squirrels?

How many?

There's only one just now.

You can't go to the bathroom because of
one squirrel.

If I get off the bed, he'll get the
others.

That's not the point.

Squirrels, Rudy.

They're one of the most amiable
creatures on the planet.

Oh, no, they're not. On the list of
hostile predators, they're right above

bottom. Just above baby chicks and
slugs.

What could they possibly want? Your
nuts?

Do you think?

Oh, Rudy.

Come on, I'll take you. Don't move.

What?

Don't move.

Another one?

Come into your bed.

On the rail.

Can I jump?

There's one!

At the end of the bed!

Bang! Now, where did I drop the
sprinkler?

Behind the door! Behind the door! Behind
the door! Behind the door!

Get me out of the bathroom over here!

Bathroom! Bathroom!

Bathroom! Bathroom!

safe to go to the bathroom, Rudy?

No, it's too risky.

No, not when you have a

bazooka.

I'd like to leave.

Hunter, we'll have to discuss this at
your scheduled time.

I'm leaving.

And have you thought about what you'll
do?

I want to help people.

Last night with Rudy, I connected to
another human being.

I want more of that.

I want to learn about people. I want to
help them with their troubles.

That's what I do.

But you suck at it.

You don't even look at people when
they're talking.

I want to listen. I want to really
listen to people.

I'm sorry, Hunter. I can't allow you to
leave. I believe you still have some

issues to work out.

Ah, well, I don't need your permission,
though, because I admitted myself.

I must warn you, my report will read
AMA, that you were signed out of this

hospital against medical advice.

And my report will read IDGARA.

I don't give a rat's ass.

And my name is Patch.

I woke up and I knew. A new

day, a new way, a new.

May I help you?

Yeah, you know, I could really use a
foot massage right about now.

Rephrasing, what are you doing here?

I'm your new roommate. I'm moving in.

I don't mean to be rude, but aren't you
a little old to be starting medical

school? You know, Babe Ruth was 39 when
he joined the Yankees.

No, he wasn't. You're right, but I could
really use an example like that, and if

you ever find one, please let me know.

Hi.

That's Adams.

Richard Roman, Georgetown University.

I was awarded the William F. Thompson
Scientific Achievement Award.

Emerson Elementary. I once drew a
picture of a rabbit that got me two gold

stars.

I'm going to go back over there.

First, do no harm.

What is implicit in this simple precept
of medicine?

An awesome power.

The power to do harm.

Who gives you this power?

The patient.

A patient will come to you at his moment
of greatest threat, hand you a knife

and say, Doctor, cut me open.

Why?

Because he trusts you.

He trusts you the way a child trusts. He
trusts you to do no harm.

Sad fact is, human beings are not worthy
of trust.

It is human nature to lie, take
shortcuts, lose your nerve, get tired,

mistakes.

No rational patient would put his trust
in a human being, and we're not gonna

let him.

It is our mission here to rigorously and
ruthlessly train the humanity out of

you and make you into something better.

We're gonna make doctors out of you.

Two years of studying, I thought we'd
have more contact with patients, didn't

you?

Hi, I'm Patch.

You've just experienced a North American
greeting, whereby one person offers a

verbal label to another as an expression
of welcome and friendship.

Lesbian, ball buster, airhead, leech,
whichever one of these disgusts you the

most, take your pick. Please, pass the
word. I'm not here to date. I am not

to flirt. I'm here to study.

Thank you.

I thought only I could repel women with
that kind of raw efficiency.

Well, you just met your match.

Patch Adams. Truman Schiff.

Nice to meet you, Truman.

Will you go out with me?

Can I ask you one question?

What? Did you buy everything the dean
was saying today?

What do you mean?

I mean that whole drill sergeant thing.
Like, we're going to make doctors out of

you medical scum.

Now drop down, give me 20.

That whole marine thing.

We're not even going to see a patient
until the third year.

Up until then, it's just memorizing
facts. Why don't we just shove the book

Right here on the colon. That's where
it's going anyway.

Thanks very much.

So why do you want to be a doctor?

I want to help. I want to connect with
people. A doctor interacts with people

their most vulnerable.

He offers treatment, but he also offers
counsel and hope.

That's why I love the idea of being a
doctor.

I've always been fascinated by the
development of the human mind. Ah,

neurons.

Start out so open and spontaneous.

We're real individuals, and then
somewhere along the way, we're drawn to

conformance as if we're conditioned by
programmed responses.

That's true.

But sometimes you can alter the
programmed response just by changing

conditions, altering the parameters.

Let me show you.

We'll call it the hello experiment.

The goal will be to break through
programmed response by changing normal

parameters and getting a new emotional
response from the person.

Ready to enter data.

Hello.

Hi.

Wait. I don't get it. Hi is a programmed
response.

I reached her.

You scared her.

No. Wait.

Wait for it.

Oh, yeah.

There's more. Come with me.

Howdy. Hi.

See, response time is diminishing.

Yesterday, I made 12 random phone calls.
I talked to one man named Dale for

three hours. He told me amazing things,
Truman. What did this all prove, other

than you're out of your mind?

Truman, what's the difference between a
doctor and a scientist?

And don't say salary.

People. Hmm?

We want to become doctors because we
want to help people. I want to be a

pediatrician.

Okay, little people.

The point is...

If you want to become a doctor, we have
to learn to treat the patient as well as

the disease. That's why we have to dive
into people, wade into the sea of

humanity, Truman.

Ballroom 7, right upstairs on your left.

You got any package to mention?

Yes, sir.

Right up the stairs. Hey, does a chicken
have lips? You'll find out upstairs.

Come on, let's go. Like a bulldog on a
pork chop.

Down in New Zealand, they found a whole
new use for sheep. What's that?

Wool.

You killed me. You killed me. I love
you. Oh, daddy. I bet you heard

that, too. Come here.

Heard it. Heard it. That's a goat joke.

Rappers. Bullshippers.

What's the difference between a first
year and a third year medical student?

Here

we

have a juvenile onset diabetic with poor
circulation and diabetic neuropathy.

As you can see, these are diabetic
ulcers with lymphedema and evidence of

gangrene. Questions?

Any osteomyelitis?

None apparent, although not definitive.

Treatment? To stabilize the blood sugar.
Consider antibiotics, possibly

amputation.

What's her name?

I was just wondering the patient's name.

Marjorie.

Hi, Marjorie.

Hi.

Yes, thank you.

Let's move on.

What are you doing? Continuing needs,
Captain.

Maybe we can start a lemonade stand
together after we get kicked out of

school.

Cannot stand it in there, Joletta. He
doesn't have to talk to me like that.

I know, hon, but really, how good a mood
would you be in?

May I? help you oh um so i'll meet you
at the club oh

great maybe we'll play the back nine
hello i'm patch

i'm studying medicine here well not here
but you know

look at here judy another future boss oh
i wouldn't look at it like that you may

think i'm exaggerating But in another
five years, you'll be so full of

you'll have to hang a cup out your ass
just to catch the excess.

Well,

hell, why not?

It's the only time in my life I'm going
to outrank him.

Might as well enjoy it.

Who's in that room? No, no. Don't even
think about it. He'll bite your head

Mr. Davis, pancreatic cancer.

How long does he have?

Longer than you if you go in that room.

So be sure you steer clear.

Yes, ma 'am.

Thank you.

Hey, what year are you?

What's your name?

Cameron. Hi Cameron.

I'm Patchy.

I have a cold.

It's a bit of a cold.

Is my nose red?

Oh, it is.

It's red.

What's that?

I don't either.

Let's find out.

Text it.

Pay on you.

Hi.

Hi. About to post it up?

on you, Hunter. Patch.

Hunter, Dr.

Pratt was a colleague of mine at
Brigham.

He tells me you have a brilliant mind,
and like many brilliant people, you

necessarily think the rules apply to
you.

Not all the rules, sir, but the golden
rule, I think that applies to everyone.

Don't you, sir?

I've also heard you have a real passion
to be a doctor, Hunter.

Patch. Truth of it is, Hunter, passion
doesn't make doctors.

Understood? Understood.

Good. Medical students, as a rule, have
no contact with patients until the third

year. Is that clear?

It is, sir, but don't you think it would
be... Our way of doing things is a

product of centuries of experience.

It's all there for a reason.

It's my hospital.

I know everything that goes on inside of
it.

Everything. Deviation of the tongue.

There would be a problem with the
cranial nerve. Which died.

Right side, 10th nerve. 12th nerve.

How many billions of dollars are wasted
on malpractice insurance? That's money

that goes to lawyers that could actually
go to patients.

Hi, guys. Sorry I'm late.

Does everybody know Corinne Fisher,
Adelaide's roommate?

I invited her to join our study group.

So, Corinne, why do you want to be a
doctor?

Is it just me, or do we have a lot of
work to do?

It's just a question. I think it's the
question, isn't it?

Actually, I don't find the question here
in the outline.

What page are you on?

1432, deviation of atomic.

I think we'd learn more if we were
working closely with patients.

I thought that's why we're here
studying, to learn enough to help the

Adeline, don't waste your breath.

Don't you... Don't you think I see
through you?

You act like you're above the system
when you're really just a nonconformist.

You have to get under the fingernails of
any authority figure that crosses your

path as a way of dealing with some
insecurity.

Antisocial personality, I believe.
Intriguing diagnosis.

Truman, this isn't funny. Smart people
flunk out of here all the time.

You know, odds are, one of the five of
us sitting here, actually.

I have another question.

In a perfect system, why are patients
referred to by their disease as in that

interesting cancer patient and not by
their name?

Well, it certainly isn't to be mean.
It's to prevent transference. And why is

that bad? And the one flunking out is...
Listen, can we get back to the tongue,

please? What if a doctor becomes
emotionally involved with a patient?

wrong with that? Does the doctor
explode?

No. Who came up with these rules?

It's against the Hippocratic Oath, I
think.

I don't really have time for this.

Sorry.

Bye. Bye.

Bye. Bye.

Truman? Yeah.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to stop you
from studying. Go away.

Well, I just believe there's more to
being a doctor than memorizing facts

the ventricular arteries. I don't care
what you think. I care about my biology

test. Well, maybe I could help you. I
read the bio book.

You've read the whole book? Oh, yeah.

And I'm on to Whitman.

You know, you can get a copy of Leaves
of Grass at the bookstore if you have a

20 % student ID card. I don't want Walt
Whitman. Well, he wouldn't want you

either. He was a homosexual.

But that's not relevant. What's relevant
is that he was a medical man. He was a

nurse in the Civil War and wrote great
poetry.

A foot in lighthearted, I take to the
open road, healthy, free, the world...

Look, I'm not sure if you've noticed
this, but in a class of 163 students,

are eight women.

Eight. I've had to work really hard to
get here, and I'm going to have to work

even harder to stay here. And I'm not
about to blow it by wasting my time on

your flighty theories of goodness.

I'm here to learn about medicine.

Period.

Just a guess, but I think somebody's
running away from something.

Why can't it just be that I'm running
away from you?

One,

two, three.

Very nice.

Very nice.

Well, it's been to you.

I said I'm trying to lose weight. I'm
just trying to lose a little weight. Is

that too much? Have I gone too far here?

I've got a boner.

I am a boner.

I'm trying a lot of the dials here, but
the bottom line is your TV's broken

there.

My name is Officer Patio Furniture. I'm
here today to talk to you briefly about

narcolepsy. Narcolepsy.

Clowns alert!

Very good.

Wide face.

Far face.

The hospital will cover all of your
bill.

Any other questions?

My name is Dr.

Phil.

I'll be your surgeon.

Oh, there you are.

Don't believe everything you read.

Looks like you didn't need that study
group after all.

Well, it's no 98, but I'm still here.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Excuse me.

You know, this completely disrupts my
point of view.

You're so much more convenient thinking
of you as an idiot. Hey, don't count me

out yet.

How frustrating.

I study all night and I'm barely hanging
on by my fingernails. Forget about

that. I want to show you something
that's extraordinary.

An enema bulb?

It used to be.

This amazing piece of rubber, when
applied to your face, can brighten

person's day.

Even a suffering patient.

I'm sure it's really great for kids. Oh,
no, not just kids. Anybody.

Patients are opening up to me, Corinne.
They're sharing their dreams, their

fantasies. Have you heard of the right
topic?

They brighten up for one brief moment.

They don't concentrate on the pain.

They don't even feel the pain.

Try it on.

No, thank you. I want you to try it on
and help me.

Come on, just try it on. If you don't
laugh, I'll never see it again. But if

do, you have to help me.

Just try it on.

Ta -da.

You didn't say anything about Amir.

Who do you think you look like?

Karl Malden?

You can take the nose off now.

So what's the favor?

It's nothing.

Should I go, too?

I said it's nothing.

Well,

congratulations,

Jackie. You've done it all. You've
basically nailed every balloon from here

Timbuktu.

That was incredible.

Patch.

Almost as good as the real thing.

One last safari.

It's all I wanted.

Thank you, Truman.

Both of you.

That was wonderful.

It's been a long time for me.

What about you, dear?

What's your fantasy?

When I was a little girl,

Whenever my mother would cook spaghetti,
she would let me reach into the pot and

squeeze the noodles.

I've always wanted to be in a swimming
pool full of noodles, wall

to wall and top to bottom.

An entire pool full of noodles.

How about a poodle?

And the award for valor goes to Truman
Schiff and his red wealth. Thank you,

Truman. Located just above my nasal
bone, adjacent to my... Glabella.

Glabella. Good night, Truman.

Right.

Fun, fun kid, but my wealth and I have a
study date with the autonomic nerve of

the thorac.

Good luck.

Watch out for the Circle of Willis. Good
luck to you.

And our next award.

The tradition of the great poodle
handler is where no actual transference

place. All right.

What you did in there, it was very nice,
I admit.

Whoa. Is that a little ice that just
chipped off? You're never serious, are

No, I tried that for years. Never really
worked for me.

Oh.

Well, I'd better go hit the thorax as
well, so... I have a crush on you.

Ha! I can't believe I just blurted that
out.

Look, thank you for taking me along
tonight. I... I actually had fun.

Good night.

Wait a minute.

Just now when I said I had a crush on
you, you didn't say, no way, loser, I'd

rather have a lobotomy by a leopard. I
mean, that means something.

Well, maybe I was just being polite and
I didn't want to hurt your feelings.

But you're not polite.

You're rude.

Sometimes you're downright bitchy.

Good night.

Good night.

Blue skies shining on me.

Nothing but blue skies do I see.

Blue birds singing a song.

Are you a doctor?

No, I'm a medical student.

But if there's anything I can do to help
you... You want to help me?

Oh, yeah. What can I do?

Listen, you little do -gooder prick, if
you want to make yourself feel good,

don't make me pay for it. Now get out of
here, because you don't help... Yes.

Do you want to tell me what it is you
think you're doing?

Just give me a few laughs.

In the American Journal of Medicine,
it's found that laughter increases the

decrease of catecholamines and
endorphins, which in turn increases

of the blood, relaxes the arteries,
speeds up the heart, decreases blood

pressure, which has a positive effect on
all cardiovascular and respiratory

ailments, as well as overall increasing
the immune system response.

Smart clown, eh?

Mr. Adams, when I told you I knew Dr.
Pratt, did I mislead you in some way to

think I'm a pushover like he is?

Kindly remove that coat.

I told you you are not to see the
patients till the third year.

I'm just visiting friends, sir.

Why are you here?

If you want to be a clown, go join the
circus.

Patients don't need to be entertained.
They don't need a friend. They need a

doctor.

I don't want to see you in this hospital
again.

What if I visit the patients on my own
time?

Yes, about your own time.

It's been brought to our attention that
perhaps we should be suspicious of the

level of your grades.

What are you saying? I'm cheating?

Your score's among the top in your
class, yet you never seem to study.

That's ridiculous.

Your classmates don't seem to think so.

Really? Who?

I'm warning you.

Stay out of this hospital.

You told Walcott I cheated. I know you
did it. Just tell me why.

Look, cut the crap, Hunter. I live with
you. I know how much you study. Or I

should say don't study.

And you do better than me.

Give me a break.

You arrogant, pompous prick.

Who appointed you custodian of the
medical profession?

Is it because your father was a doctor
and his father was a doctor? Some sort

genetic thing? You're damn right.
Really?

You know, I grew up with it.

I know what it takes to look in the eyes
of dying people day after day after day

and to come home for dinner at night. I
know what it takes.

You don't have it. Oh, really? And you
do.

If you don't like me, just say it.

I don't like you!

Why don't you like me?

You're a prick and I like you.

Because you make my effort a joke.

I want to be a doctor. This isn't a game
to me.

This isn't playtime.

This is serious business.

I have it in me to be a great doctor.

But in order to do that, I have to
sacrifice if I want to be better.

Better than me.

I will save lives that could have
otherwise not been saved. Now, I could

you and go around laughing and have a
good time, ha -ha, but I prefer to

because the more I learn, the more
likely I'll have the right answer at the

crucial moment and save a life.

You say I'm a prick?

You say I'm a prick?

You know, maybe I am. But you ask the
average person when death comes knocking

at their door whether they want a prick
on their side or some kindergarten

teacher who's gonna kiss their ass.

Because when that day comes, I want the
prick.

And so will you.

You know, I forget how young you are,
Mitch.

That you think that you have to be a
prick to get things done. And that you

actually think that that's a new idea.

You know what I'll do?

I'll take her to the state medical
board.

I mean, there's got to be some sort of
constitutional right for visiting the

sick.

Why don't you say anything?

Sorry, Patrick.

I think Walcott has a point.

It's a hospital, and people are
suffering and dying.

We're all dying, Truman.

Our job is to increase health.

You know what that means?

That means improving the quality of
life, not just delaying death.

Either way, for your own sake, I think
you should just lay low for a while.

You'll be all right.

Preview of coming attractions.

Earth.

Death. To die.

To expire.

To pass on. To perish.

To peg out.

To push up daisies. To push up posies.
To become extinct.

Curtains. Deceased.

Demised. Departed and defunct. Dead as a
doornail.

Dead as a herring. Dead as a mutton.
Dead as Nick.

The last breath.

Paying a debt to nature. The big sleep.

God's way of saying, slow down.

To check out.

To shuffle off this mortal coil.

To head for the happy underground.

To blink for an exceptionally long
period of time.

To find oneself without breath.

To be the incredible decaying man.

Worm buffet.

Kick the bucket.

Buy the farm.

Take the cab.

Cash in your chips.

And if we bury your ass up, we have a
place to park my bike.

Woo! Come on, it's shoot number nine.
Right in that four -feet pony. Come on

now, boys. Yeah!

Come on now, roll it out.

Yeah, yeah.

Let's check out the maternity ward. You
know those chicks put out.

Here we see that the vitreous body is
composed of a transparent jelly with a

mesh of collagen fibers.

Lights, please.

Before we adjourn, Dean Walcott has a
brief announcement. Next

Monday, the hospital is hosting a
medical seminar slash

retreat in the fellowship of American
College of Gynecologists.

It is important that they be received in
a manner suitable to their status and

position.

I have traditionally selected an
outstanding student to head the

committee. Time demands are great, and I
wouldn't want to jeopardize the

academic performance of a weaker
student.

This year, I have chosen Hunter Adams.

Thank you. Hunter, there's a detailed
list of instructions in my office.

Oh, and, uh, the auditorium could use a
good cleaning.

Did you hear him?

In a style according to their stature
and position.

I am a great doctor!

Worship me!

Spread before me!

Who dares stand?

You know what I'm thinking?

Maybe we should decorate with a Western
motif.

How about that?

Ah, something with Stuart.

And a big banner that says, Howdy, guy
in the ruse.

Darn lady to meet you.

How about that? How about you doing it
straight?

What do you mean?

I mean straight to graduation.

Well, if anybody has a problem with
this, please, just walk away right now.

All right.

Wow.

Yeah.

Okay.

right on time.

Morning, Doctor.

Welcome to camp. Good to see you. How
you doing, Doctor?

Gentlemen, I believe that you'll find
the facilities here just perfect for

purposes today.

We have everything set up in the
auditorium. If you'd just follow me in.

Welcome, cold -handed ones.

It's an honor to greet slash welcome so
many.

who have touched so many women in such a
powerful way.

Come on in.

Watch out. It's a little slippery. And
if you think it's hot out there, whoa

-ho!

Come on! Come on! Come on!

Get him in my office now.

All right, gentlemen, if you just follow
me.

You wanted to see me, sir?

You are dismissed, sir, from this
school.

Kindly remove your things and vacate the
school premises as soon as possible.

What for?

For asking a group of doctors to have a
sense of humor about themselves?

Oh, I have a sense of humor, Hunter.

I find it hilarious that as smart as you
are, you could give me an airtight

reason to throw you the hell out of
here.

Why? Am I such a threat to you, sir?
Because what you want is for us to get

there on the same level as our patients.

To destroy objectivity. All to uphold
some idealistic buddy system that will

allow you to work through your own
feelings of inadequacy.

What you have done here today is
inexcusable.

You have made a complete mockery out of
our distinguished guests. And if you

think for one minute that I will further
tolerate your blatant disregard of the

bylaws of this... What are you smiling
at?

Is this all a big joke to you?

Get out of here!

Blatant disregard for school code and
procedure.

Defined direct order from a dean.

And I'm aware of your creative efforts
to make sure our visiting gynecologists

feel right at home. Now, what is it
you'd like me to do for you?

I want to graduate, sir.

Dean Wolcott thinks otherwise.

But my grades are way above par.

I want to finish school so I can become
a doctor.

Well, I'm going to give this to you real
straight.

I have a hospital and a medical school
to run here.

I have to trust the people in my employ,
otherwise their quality of life will

turn to shit.

Their life turns to shit, my life turns
to shit. Do you follow?

Yes. Good.

Now, Dean Walcott is a pain in the ass,
but I depend on him to

keep me up to speed on what's going on
around here, and I would never take the

word of any student over his.

However, I also have a source that
informs me that your antics...

have improved the quality of life of the
patients. They don't complain as much,

they take less medication, and what's
-his -name over in 305 has not thrown

bedpan at a nurse in over a week.

Bill. Yeah, whatever.

So, from now on, you will not enter that
hospital unless under the supervision

of the attendant as part of the
curriculum, and you will steer clear of

Walcott. So I'm still in school?

I wouldn't send the laundry out, but you
just don't screw up, huh?

I do not love you as if you were a salt
rose or a copad.

For the arrow of carnation, the fire
shoots off.

I love you as certain dark things are to
be loved. In secret, between the shadow

and the soul.

and just asked me out. Who said anything
about asking you out?

Heard something about you.

That I was in a mental hospital?

Is that true?

Tried to kill myself.

The mental world was the best thing that
ever happened to me.

What did the doctors do to help you?

The doctors didn't help me.

The patients helped me.

They helped me realize that by helping
them, I could forget about my own

problems.

And I did. I really helped some of them.

It was an incredible feeling, Trent.

There was one patient named Rudy.

I helped him be able to pee.

But for the first time in my life, I
forgot about my own problems.

It was an incredible high.

Somebody, you know, could do for me what
you did for me tonight after the way

I've treated you.

No one's ever done anything like that
for me before.

Good night.

No, this is not a good night.

This is a great night!

You know?

Hi,

I'm John the Baptist. Any calls?

I've been trying to reach you.

Turquoise is a nice color on you.

You don't have to say anything.

I know I look good.

My boys.

My boys are beautiful.

Did you see my boys?

Yeah.

She's not bad either.

You think after you're gone, maybe I
couldn't?

Oh, you're killing me here, Batch.

Sing me that stupid song.

Blue skies, smiling...

at me nothing but blue skies do I see

bluebirds singing a song nothing but

bluebirds all day long

blue

days

I am gone.

Not in my blue skies.

Ma 'am, if you fill out the forms, you
can see her in a moment.

What's going on here?

Oh, drunk driver. She lost her husband
and son. Her daughter's in trauma one,

but it doesn't look good.

Maybe you could explain it to me so I
might understand it. It's hospital

procedure. Whatever it is.

It isn't right that a woman has to spend
the last moments of her dying child

filling out forms.

Hey, last year I had to have my appendix
out.

I forgot my insurance card.

So they sent me home.

My appendix could have burst. They
didn't care.

You know, my antibiotic costs a hundred
bucks a month.

I paid $250 just to find out I had a
sprained ankle. I mean, do they really

to do all those tests?

You know what they need to do? The
government needs to pay for health

It's complicated.

Health insurance companies are why
prices got so high in the first place.

So what do we do?

Yeah, what the hell is the answer?

Don't hurt your ankle.

You're right.

Corinne. What?

Oh.

Can I borrow this stuff in?

Sure. What do you

see?

Padgett, late.

What do you see?

Parsley.

And a horn.

No, no, no. Look beyond the objects,
hmm?

Look through them.

Over here, look.

Kind of let them blur.

Tell me the first thing you see.

Something with a nose. Okay, now imagine
that's a building with a nose.

A free hospital.

A free hospital.

Can I go back to bed now?

No, no, because I'm bursting with ideas
and I need you to help me.

It'll be the first fun hospital in the
world.

It'll be a totally free -form building.

It'll have, like, slides and secret
passageways and game rooms. Slow down. I

can't write that fast. I can't slow
down.

We'll use humor to heal pain and
suffering.

Doctors and patients will work side by
side as peers.

There'll be no titles, no bosses.

People will come from all over the world
to fulfill their dream of helping other

people.

There'll be a community where joy is a
way of life, where learning is the

highest aim, where love is the ultimate
goal.

You have all that? Yeah, not verbatim,
but the overall insanity's intact.

That's why you have to help me with it.

Patch, no.

Oh, yes. Yes. No. I know it's not going
to be an easy road, but you said

anything worth doing is difficult.

Look, um, I'm not like you, Patch.

I want the white coat. I want people to
call me doctor more than anything.

I want the recognition.

And you get it every day in the eyes of
patients you're helping.

I mean, there is more to life than what
Dean Walcott puts out there. That is all

about power and control.

All right?

I mean, I know you're scared. You're
right. I am scared. I'm scared to death.

You know, you sit here and you talk
about life without limits, you know, and

breaking the rules.

It all sounds very, very romantic.

You want to know what the truth is about
all that crap, Pat?

People get hurt.

And who did it to you?

I have to go. No, no, listen to me. Come
on.

Whatever it is, come on. You can tell me
I can help you. I swear I can. Please,

let me help you.

I'm really starting to love the back of
your head.

Get this cleaned out and get him down to
the suture room.

You're going to be fine, Larry.

Larry's been in and out of the ER for a
couple of years.

Not because he's accident -prone.

No, his father died two years ago. Since
then, he's been subject to fits of

depression and self -mutilation.

Head trauma, D5.

Thank you for doing this.

You can thank me by not getting me
fired. Just observe rounds and stay

hospital protocol.

Look, Patch, you're a good thing for
this hospital.

You remind me of myself when I first
started out in the fire wanting to save

world. But you lose a little of that
after a while.

The system is what it is. It's not
perfect, but it's all we have. Why does

have to be all we have?

Why can't it be changed?

You figure out how, Patch, and I'll be
there for you.

Bed six needs blood work.

Mrs. O 'Bannon needs blood work.

Hello, Ed.

You're feeling a little ditty.

Hello, Mrs. O 'Bannon.

May I call you Catherine?

I draw a little blood.

Can you tell how many fingers I'm
holding up?

How many do you see?

How many fingers?

How many fingers do you see, Ed?

How much longer do I have to keep my
eyes closed?

Just till I open mine.

Keep them closed.

You're almost there.

Hold on to me.

Just a little further.

Just a little further. All right, all
right. There you go.

There you are.

It's all right.

You're almost there. I'm afraid.

Don't be afraid.

It's going to be worth it.

All right. Ready?

There you go.

And open your eyes.

Beautiful.

105 acres of all natural forest.

Seven streams.

Two waterfalls.

This is it. The future site of the
Gesundheit Institute.

This is yours.

Well, not yet.

But it will be soon.

Come on. There's something else.

Hmm.

What is it?

Our new home.

How did you find him?

Him?

Arthur Mendelsohn.

All this is his. The land, the cottage.

He's letting us borrow it. Until we can
purchase it.

Mr. Mendelsohn, I realize that under the
terms of your commitment, you retain

control of your assets.

Nevertheless... You learn anything about
proctology yet, Patch? A little bit.

Good. Take care of this asshole for me,
will you?

Nice meeting you.

Mr. Mendelsohn, uh... There's room for
you.

Hi, Bile.

Hey, Patch.

Who's Bile? An old friend. Oh. Without
medical insurance.

He's just staying a couple of days.

What do you think?

Think potentially.

There's definitely a lovely couple. We
can't go on meeting like this.

You pull that up.

Ma 'am, the party's expired.

You have to have a valid point. This is
just the top.

This means Papa only needs medicine.

Tiny medicine.

Gesundheit.

Yeah.

Hi.

How can we help you?

I don't know.

I heard about this place, and I... I
thought maybe I would get some...

You know, maybe I'd talk to somebody,
because my thoughts... Free.

The board's getting out. We're handling
the overflow from three different

clinics now. I've got my pediatric
clerkship next week. I don't know how

going to... Bob.

Anybody call for a doctor in here? Let's
just try this right now. There, look at

that there. Hey, thank you, Judy and
sister, for that lovely medicine.

Yay!

How are you feeling, Frank? You feel
better? Yeah.

Really? Well, keep on your medication.

You can never go wrong if you're a
Marxist. Hey, Patch.

Yes? This is, um...

I didn't get your name. Larry.

Larry. Hi, Larry. How are you? Good.
Nice to meet you.

What are you passionate about, Larry?
What excites you?

What turns you on? I like to read.

I love to read. What do you like to
read? Who's your favorite author?

Cotton Socket. Cotton Socket. Oh.

World is trouble.

Man needs a little madness or else... Or
else he dare not cut the rope and be

free. That's great, Larry.

That's wonderful. We're going to get
along just fine.

Truman. Yeah, Pat. What? Can you come
over here and show Larry around?

Nice having you here, Larry. Welcome.
Thanks. Okay.

I've seen Larry in the ER before.

He's weird.

I'm weird. If we don't show him
compassion, who will?

We were born before the wind.

All flowed younger than the sun.

Everyone

asleep?

Yeah. Well, there ain't me.

Yeah.

God,

Patch, it's amazing.

What?

Just what you've done with this place,
you know?

You too?

Yeah.

These people that were helping, they
would have had nowhere to go.

You're a good man.

Well, are we?

Is it me? I mean, are we

just... Are we good friends that
occasionally kiss?

Patch... My entire life, men have
been...

attracted to me.

My entire life.

When I was a little girl, I would look
out my bedroom window at the

caterpillars.

I envied them so much.

No matter what they were before, no
matter what happened to them, they could

just hide away, you know, and turn into
these beautiful creatures that could fly

away completely untouched.

I hated men so much.

I wanted nothing to do with them.

When I met you...

The way that you help

people, Patch...

The changes I see in everybody that's
around you.

I love you.

I've loved you for so long.

You scared me.

I was watching you sleep.

A real knack.

Impressive.

I love you without knowing how, or when,
or from where.

I love you straight.

Um, sorry.

We have a situation out here that needs
attention.

I've been trying to warn you guys about
this for weeks, and now we have

absolutely zero supplies.

There's an older gentleman over there
named Charlie. He has a sprained

I don't have any slings or swaths to
treat him. I have to wrap his arm in his

own belt.

We have no iodine. We don't even have
any gauze, for God's sakes.

There's an entire supply room at the
hospital.

That couldn't possibly be because those
supplies belong to the hospital.

No, it's too obvious.

Come on.

I need your feet.

And I want your body.

Bye.

Behave. Hurry, please. You're crushing
me. Quiet, you're a corpse.

Ow!

Damn it.

Watch it.

Jeez, shut up!

Yeah, uh, Larry, uh, I was wondering if
somebody could come over. Uh,

well, I'm not doing too well.

Uh,

I was, I was, it would help if I could
talk to somebody.

Larry Larry

Are you okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm fine. I'm fine.

I didn't know you could play. You sound
wonderful.

Thank you.

This house is amazing. Is it yours?

It's my father's. He left it to me.

Here, let me take your jacket.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine.

Uh, come in.

Come in.

I really can't stay very long. I just
wanted to see how you were doing.

Yeah, you're right.

And we don't want to be late.

I just got a telephone call.

Dean Anderson wants to see you in his
office immediately.

I don't know. I'll have to find out
about our borrowed supplies.

We're dead.

You have little faith.

Dean

Anderson,

I know what this is all about.

And I assure you, sir, I will tell him.

Something happened last night.

Corinne Fisher was murdered.

She was with Larwood Silver.

The shotgun involved, and he turned the
gun on himself.

Jesus Christ, Patch, I'm sorry. I know
she was a friend.

If there's anything I can do...

Into your hands, O merciful Savior, we
commend your servant Corinne.

Receive her into the arms of your mercy,
into the blessed rest of everlasting

peace, and into the glorious company of
the saints on high.

Amen.

Told you I'd finish it some other time.

I love you without knowing

how, or when, or from where.

I love you straightforwardly, without
complexities or pride.

I love you because I know no other way
than this.

So close that your hand on my chest is
my hand.

So close that when you close your eyes,
you fall asleep.

I'm sorry, I'm really sorry.

Gant is banned. You know that, right?

What about our patients? What do we tell
them?

They'll manage.

They've managed before.

I refuse to quit.

Good. God, you're being so self
-indulgent.

This has been your vision, but we all
built this place, and it belongs to all

us.

Corinne will always remain within these
walls. If you just walk away from that,

if you let that all die...

I've dedicated every spare moment I have
to assisting you in what I believe is a

pure and a good purpose.

Quitting is not going to help you get
through this.

You've always told I... Stop it!

I've always told you what?

People are good. Trust people?

Ha!

You know, Truman, in all of God's
creations, only human beings kill their

species.

That's a fun fact for your final exam.

Rin's death cannot make... Helping
people wrong.

You saw it coming.

She knew there was something dangerous
about Larry.

I didn't see it.

Pat, why are you being like this?

Because I killed her, Truman.

I told her the medicine that killed her.

She'd still be here if I hadn't met her.

You can't leave.

What you say is true.

Looks like I'm defying the laws of
possibility.

What are you doing?

Oh, I can't leave until you beat me, is
that it?

Okay, I surrender.

You're number one. You're the top
student in the class.

You're smarter than me.

Is that what you want to hear?

Now can I leave?

You know Mrs. Kennedy in 212.

She doesn't eat.

I visited her room every day for the
last three weeks.

I can't get her to eat.

I know everything there is to know about
medicine. I've studied relentlessly.

I guarantee you I cannot do out
-diagnose any attending hand surgeon in

hospital.

You have a gift.

You have a way with people.

You know, they like you.

And if you leave, I can't learn this
way.

So what now, huh?

What do you want from me?

Yeah, I could do it.

We both know you wouldn't stop me.

So answer me, please.

Tell me what you're doing.

Okay, let's look at the logic.

You create man.

Man suffers enormous amounts of pain.

Man dies.

Maybe you should have had just a few
more brainstorming sessions prior to

creation.

You rested on the seventh day.

Maybe you should have spent that day on
compassion.

You know what?

You're not worth it.

Do you still want help with Mrs.
Kennedy?

I'm supposed to give you this.

You turn around and walk right out of
here this very instant. Why?

Everything will be delineated in your
letter of dismissal. Why?

You don't fit in.

There are standards and codes.

You make the patients and everyone else
around you uncomfortable.

I make you uncomfortable.

Well, you can make this into a personal
issue if you'd like, but the reality is

you are not put out to be a physician,
and it is my responsibility...

Responsibility?

You have one responsibility, to be a
dickhead.

How hard can that be?

All you have to do is make sure your
head is a dick and it's attached to your

neck. You leave immediately.

I want to see my records.

They're confidential.

Only the steps...

Go in there and take your own file.

Your marks are basically perfect.

You've got to be near the top of the
class.

Excessive happiness.

Actually says you're excessively happy?

Mm -hmm. What does that mean?

Isn't that good?

I've got to fight this.

What can we do?

Dean Walcott seems thoroughly committed
to your not ever becoming a doctor.

Even Dean Anderson signed this.

You need my help.

I prefer to think I'm using you.

If you have one shot, you'd have to
appeal to the state medical board.

How does that work?

You claim that a prejudice and injustice
has occurred.

They'll be worried about a suit. They'll
have to investigate.

Then what?

They'll review your grades, which is
good.

You're almost top of the class, but
mostly your behavior.

Do you have any idea what Wolcott has on
you?

How'd you get these?

Don't ask.

They can't prevent me from graduating
because of a personality clash, can

Look, Hunter, this is a medical
institution you're dealing with. You

draw their own law.

You'll just have to get their focus on
your high marks and off of this.

I'm screwed, aren't I?

You're almost a doctor.

There are a panel of doctors.

Just think of them as your peers.

Let me turn these.

Get a suit.

Hunter Adams

You've been accused of practicing
medicine without a license.

It's a very grave charge, son.

Are you aware that it's unlawful to
practice medicine without a medical

Yes, sir, I am.

Are you aware that running a medical
clinic without the proper licensing can

place both you and the public in a great
deal of danger?

Is a home a clinic, sir?

If you are admitting patients and
treating them, physical location is

irrelevant. Yes, sir.

Will you define treatment for me?

Yes, treatment would be defined as the
care of a patient seeking medical

attention.

Have you been treating patients, Mr.
Adams?

Sir, I live with several people. They
come and go as they please. I offer them

whatever help I can.

Mr. Adams, have you or have you not been
treating patients at your ranch?

Everyone who comes to the ranch is a
patient, yes.

And every person who comes to the ranch
is also a doctor.

I'm sorry.

Every person who comes to the ranch is
in need of some form of physical or

mental help.

They're patients.

But also every person who comes to the
ranch is in charge of taking care of

someone else.

Whether it's cooking for them, cleaning
them, or even a simple task as

listening.

That makes them doctors.

I use that term broadly, gentlemen, but
is not a doctor someone who helps

someone else?

When did the term doctor get treated
with such reverence as, oh, right this

Dr. Smith, or excuse me, Dr. Scholz,
what wonderful foot pads, or pardon me,

Patterson, but your flatulence has no
odor.

At what point in history did a doctor
become more than a trusted and learned

friend who visited and treated the ill?

Now, you ask me if I've been practicing
medicine.

Well, if this means opening your door to
those in need, those in pain, caring

for them, listening to them, applying a
cold cloth until a fever breaks, if this

is practicing medicine, if this is
treating a patient, then I am guilty as

charged, sir.

Did you consider the ramifications of
your actions?

What if one of your patients had died?

What's wrong with death, sir?

What are we so mortally afraid of?

Why can't we treat death with a certain
amount of humanity and dignity and

decency and, God forbid, maybe even
humor?

Death is not the enemy, gentlemen.

If we're going to fight a disease, let's
fight one of the most terrible diseases

of all, indifference.

Now I've sat in your schools and heard
people lecture on transference and

professional distance.

Transference is inevitable, sir.

Every human being has an impact on
another.

Why don't we want that in a patient
-doctor relationship?

That's why I've listened to your
teachings and I believe they're wrong.

A doctor's mission should be not just to
prevent death, but also to improve the

quality of life. That's why you treat a
disease, you win, you lose.

You treat a person, I guarantee you,
you'll win no matter what the outcome.

Now here today, this room is full of
medical students.

Don't let them anesthetize you. Don't
let them numb you out to the miracle of

life. Always live in awe of the glorious
mechanism of the human body. Let that

be the focus of your studies and not a
quest for grades, which will give you no

idea what kind of doctor you will
become. Mr. Adams, please turn and

board. And don't wait until you're on
the ward to get your humanity back.

Start your interviewing skills now.
Start talking to strangers. Talk to your

friends. Talk to wrong numbers. Talk to
everyone.

Mr. Adams.

And cultivate friendships with those
amazing people standing in the back of

room. Nurses that can teach you.

They've been with people every day. They
wade through blood and shit. They have

a wealth of knowledge to share with you,
and so do the professors you respect,

the ones who are not dead from the heart
up.

Share their compassion.

Let that be contagious. Mr. Adams, I
demand that you turn and address the

Sir, I want to be a doctor with all my
heart.

I wanted to become a doctor so I could
serve others.

And because of that, I've lost
everything.

But I've also gained everything.

I've shared the lives of patients and
staff members at the hospital.

I've laughed with them. I've cried with
them.

This is what I want to do with my life.

And as God is my witness, no matter what
your decision today, sir, I will still

become the best... damn doctor the world
has ever seen.

Now, you have the ability to prevent me
from graduating.

You can keep me from getting the title
and the white coat.

But you can't control my spirit,
gentlemen. You can't keep me from

can't keep me from studying.

So you have a choice. You could have me
as a professional colleague, passionate,

or you can have me as an outspoken
outsider, still adamant. Either way,

probably still be viewed as a thorn.

But I promise you one thing.

I am a thorn that will not go away.

Is that all?

I hope not, sir.

We will adjourn briefly.

Thank you.

Hunter Adams.

We find your methods less than
appealing.

Your appearance and your demeanor do not
reflect what we believe is necessary to

earn a patient's trust and respect.

You openly accuse us of adhering to time
-honored practices that for years have

been the backbone of the entire medical
institution.

However, we find no fault in your
attempts to improve the quality of life

you.

We find no fault in your desire to
expand upon existing medical practices

theories.

We applaud your love of the patient.

Your grades are among the highest in
your class, and therefore we find no

in the decision to block your graduation
from medical school.

Along with your crass and disdainful
behavior, you carry with you a flame

which one could only hope would spread
through the medical profession like a

brush fire.

And, uh, Dean Walcott, in the future, I
think matters like this could best be

solved if you yourself would practice a
little excessive happiness.

Well, today you go from being students
in a class to being members of a class,

very select class.

You face the future with your heads held
high because you are now doctors.

Dr. Michael Ames.

Dr. Doris Ackerman Dr.

Hunter patch Adam

Well,

I'm happy to see you finally decided to
perform more than you know

It's been a long road getting from there
to here.

It's been a long time, but my time is
finally

near. And I can feel the change in the
wind.

Because I...

then through the

His panel!