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[♪♪♪]

[SIRENS WAILING]

[♪♪♪]

MAN: I gotta be to work at 9.

I'm never gonna make it.

[SIGHS]

I'm never gonna make it.

[SIGHS]

Mm.

And the dawn comes up like thunder.

[GUNSHOTS]

Ludlow 9 to control.

Ludlow 9, reporting multiple gunshots,

vicinity 700 block South Remington.

We'll stay in contact.

[SIREN WAILING]

Look up there. Two of them.

[GUNSHOTS]

Ludlow 9 to control.

Officer needs assistance.

And an ambulance.

GILLIS: And an ambulance

at 759 South Remington.

[♪♪♪]

[BANG]

Police officer! Halt!

Come on out from behind that door

with your hands behind your neck, and slow!

Okay, okay.

I didn't do anything.

I just heard those gunshots.

Did you see the man who fired, sir?

No, no, but I heard somebody come down the stairs

just a second or two ago.

WEBSTER: All right,

lower your hands, sir.

Please stay out of the way.

Sir, there's an ambulance on its way.

Send it to the fourth floor of that apartment building.

Oh, sure. You understand?

Sure. Sure thing. I.I.I can do that.

You can count on me.

[♪♪♪]

[TIRES SCREECH]

[SIREN APPROACHING]

You okay?

Yeah, I'm all right.

You? Yeah.

Sir, I'm a police officer.

Did you see who shot you?

No.

Why'd anybody want to kill me?

[GASPING]

I'd never do anything to anybody.

Why'd anybody want to kill me?

Did you put out the description of the van to all units?

Yeah, I did.

But if, uh, they get to the freeway,

there's no telling which way they might have gone.

Is he okay?

I don't know.

He say anything?

Just that he seemed unable to believe

that someone is trying to kill him.

[SIGHS]

[SIREN WAILING]

What are you doin'?

Gonna operate on you, Mr. Miller.

This is just to help you relax.

It's bad, huh?

No, you look like you're in pretty good shape to me.

Don't worry, you'll come out of it just fine.

I have to stay in good shape for Cleopatra.

Cleopatra's my girl.

Had a real good time last night.

I got drunk as a skunk.

I still had a good time.

Is that the doctor?

No, he's an intern.

Doctor's in the operating room.

Am I dying?

No, of course not.

Look, I'm a Catholic.

If I'm dying, you gotta tell me.

Lynn.

[GASPING]

But I can't think of anything to confess for.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Nothing that...

anybody would want to shoot me for.

WOMAN [OVER P.A.]: Dr. Litchfield,

call your office.

Dr. Litchfield, call your office.

Excuse me. Pardon me. I'm looking for Karl Miller.

Can you tell me where to find him?

Uh, I'm Lieutenant Ryker.

This is Officer Webster and Gillis.

Are you a relative of Mr. Miller's?

Uh, no, I'm his girl.

Well, we're really engaged, but there's no ring.

I mean, it's not official.

Look, I'm very confused.

How is he? Can I see him?

I'm afraid that's up to the doctors. He's been shot twice.

But who?

Who'd want to shoot Karl?

We were hoping that you'd be able to help us with that.

But everybody likes Karl! Nobody would want to hurt him!

What is the patient's name? Karl Miller.

Karl!

I'm sorry, ma'am, regulations. You can't come in.

No, no, no! I want to talk to him!

Please! It's okay.

No!

I want to talk to him, please.

PRIEST: By the power given me by the

Apostolic See, I grant you a--

You can, uh, cancel Dr. Litchfield's OR.

We lost him.

No. Karl! No!

No!

No!

The boy's fiancé.

I'm sorry.

But there was no pain.

Did he know what was happening?

Yeah, he knew.

Why?

Why did somebody kill him?

Why?

Why? Shh.

Good question.

I'll see if we can find an answer.

[CLEOPATRA SOBBING]

Did they say whether they found anything in the guy's pad?

Any drugs, clothes, or anything like that?

No. All they turned up was 23 high-powered rifle slugs.

[SIGHS]

Look at the size of that headline, huh?

"Masked killers evade police."

Masked killers?

Makes them sound pretty glamorous, don't it?

Sells papers.

Yeah. It also makes two killers

sound like anti-establishment folk heroes.

[SIGHS]

Hi, babe. Hi, there.

Hi, Jill. Hi, Jill.

Hey. How you doin'?

Okay. You hungry?

No. Mm-mm.

You sure? There's some roast.

No, I don't want any.

You find out anything about Miller?

Why he was killed?

Nothing yet.

Still doesn't make a lot of sense.

[SIGHS]

Mike, maybe it does make sense in some weird kind of way.

What do you mean?

Well, I spent an hour or so

with the girl that Miller was engaged to,

and I told her that he kept calling her Cleopatra.

And she said that was because they went to a party last night.

It was a masquerade party, and she went as Cleopatra.

And Miller went dressed as a policeman.

What are you trying to say?

Well...

suppose someone saw them on their way home from the party,

and they killed him because of that.

I mean, because of the uniform.

Suppose it's somebody who's just out to kill cops,

just because they're cops.

That's, uh, kind of a long shot, isn't it, Jill?

[SIGHS]

Well, yeah, maybe, maybe.

But a guy goes through 24 years, and he never makes an enemy.

And then the first and the only night of his life

he ever puts on a police uniform,

somebody kills him.

Do you just ignore that?

[♪♪♪]

No, we don't ignore anything, and yes, it is a possibility,

and it's not one we're gonna explore just yet.

Why not?

'Cause the detectives are looking into Miller's background

till they've checked it out thoroughly.

They're gonna open up a parallel investigation.

Lieutenant, the detectives got a lot of things to look into.

Should we try to help out by handling this ourselves?

Your concern for the poor overworked detectives

is touching, Officer Webster.

It wouldn't take much checking, sir.

You have any idea how many people

might have seen that man in a police uniform, Gillis?

Yes, sir. You do?

Mm-hm.

Well, not in numbers,

but there are only a few times

when anyone could have thought he was a real police officer.

Tell me.

Everyone at the party knew it had to be a costume, right?

When he was on the street with his girl,

no one would think it was real

because she was dressed as Cleopatra.

It had to be when he was on the way to pick her up,

or on the way home after dropping her off.

Check it out, Officer Gillis.

Check it out.

It's only about five or six blocks

from my place to Karl's.

So, uh, I told him that he'd better walk,

'cause he was kind of drunk.

About what time would that have been?

I don't know. Uh, 3 or 4:00, maybe.

I don't know.

And he put his costume on here.

Is that right, ma'am?

Yeah.

You see, uh, he stayed here the night before last.

He stayed the night, and it was easier

for both of you to change here, right?

Yeah, that's right.

Then somewhere in walking those five blocks,

somebody saw him.

Do you know who shot Karl?

I mean, do you think they might still be around here?

WEBSTER: We don't know yet, miss,

but, uh,

we're working on it.

And thank you for your help.

We'll let you know if anything develops, all right?

Thank you. Oh, wait a second.

Wait a second.

Do-- Do you think that you could do me a favor, maybe?

Sure. What is it?

Oh, well, these are Karl's car keys,

and I was thinking maybe you could drive his car back

to the apartment for me.

I'm sorry, miss, we're really not allowed to do that.

Oh, look, please.

If I have to do it,

then I'm gonna have to see the apartment where it happened.

And I might run into some of his family.

They were never too wild about Karl and me getting married.

Please.

We'd be glad to.

Willie--

I know, it's, uh, against regulations.

But for five blocks, what could it hurt?

Well, don't speed, or I'll have to give you a ticket.

Thank you. Thank you.

Usually people knock before they come into a room.

I've got something, I think, on the Miller kid.

What's this?

This is a map of his neighborhood.

Now, Terry and Willie just called

and said that the kid walked home that night.

Now, this is the most direct route from her place to his.

These first three blocks, they're no good.

It's very dimly lit, there's a park on one side,

and a golf course on the other side.

This last block next to his apartment,

there's only two street lights.

A guy could see what he was wearing,

but he'd really have to work at it.

So you're saying he was spotted here on the fourth block?

That seems the most logical to me, yeah.

It's the 700 block

on South Park View.

[♪♪♪]

[TIRES SCREECH]

Terry, you hurt?

[WHIMPERING] My eyes, Willie.

My eyes.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

Officer Webster, can you hear me?

I hear you.

There are a great many slivers of glass in both your eyes,

Officer Webster.

I'm going to try to remove them,

but I need your help.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

I understand.

I can't put you to sleep, Officer Webster,

because in trauma cases,

there's too much of a possibility of nausea.

You've been sedated,

but a certain amount of discomfort

will be unavoidable

until the anesthetic takes effect.

Do you understand what I've just said to you?

It sounds like you're reading me my rights.

I just want to make sure you understand

what's going to happen.

I get it.

Let's do it.

All right.

Here we go.

Thanks. Yeah.

[SIGHS]

How long did you say?

Well, it'll probably be an hour.

Maybe even more.

Once it's over, he'll be okay, right?

Willie, I don't know.

I mean, I haven't worked that much in ophthalmology.

It's a pretty specialized field.

Hey, but listen, Cooper's the best.

I do know that much.

[CHUCKLES]

So is Terry.

COOPER: There we are.

I think we're done, Officer Webster.

How are you feeling?

Rotten.

Don't blame you.

Going to put a sterile bandage on your eyes now.

It'll have to stay on at least a week.

One thing.

I can't answer it, officer.

I haven't asked you anything yet.

You want to know if there will be any permanent impairment.

I don't know yet.

I got all the pieces I could see.

I think I got all the pieces there are, but I can't be sure.

Some of them were infinitesimal.

I could lose part of my sight, eh?

Part or all.

Or none.

Too soon to know.

WEBSTER: Hold it.

Let the nurse do it.

Why?

This might be the last thing I ever see.

I'd prefer it to be her than you.

Makes sense.

WEBSTER: Take off your mask.

Doctor?

Go ahead.

What's your name?

It's Lynn.

Smile for me, Lynn.

RYKER: All right, gentlemen,

the commissioner's asked me to read the following statement.

After the statement, you have any questions,

I'll do my best to answer them.

Uh, it is this department's belief

there is presently an organized effort

to assassinate policemen in our city.

To assassinate policemen because they are policemen

and for no other reason.

Until further notice,

two patrol cars will respond to every call whenever possible.

No officers will ride alone and we have cancelled all days off.

We are hopeful that the citizens will understand

the special strain under which this department

is presently operating.

Any questions?

Yes, lieutenant, I have a question.

Sloan.

I'd like to know how you found out that the killings

have only the fact that the people are policemen

as their justification.

As their what?

[LAUGHS] I meant motive.

What you said was justification.

Well, to kill a man because he's a police officer

is not just, my friend.

That may be so, but, uh,

isn't it true that when a police officer is killed,

you do seem to work harder on that case than if, uh,

it had just been a civilian?

I don't know. I would hope that wasn't so.

There may be some truth in it.

If it appears that we do care more

when a police officer gets killed,

that's probably because it seems to us that sometimes

we're the only people who care at all.

That's it. Thank you, gentlemen.

[FUNK MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO]

[MUSIC SILENCES]

WOMAN: You oughtn't to

listen to that, you know?

First of all, who are you?

I'm Lynn Everett.

I was the one that put on the bandages after your operation.

Oh, yeah. Mm-hm.

Why shouldn't I listen to the radio?

Oh, I didn't say you shouldn't listen to the radio.

[WHISPERS] I said you oughtn't to listen

to that kind of music.

Why not?

Because it'll brutalize you.

Says who?

My Aunt Pearl.

Your Aunt Pearl says that music will brutalize me,

so I can't listen to it?

I didn't say can't.

I didn't say can't.

I said oughtn't.

Now,

are you in any kind of pain or discomfort?

'Cause that's why I came in.

All right, well,

it was all right up until a few minutes ago.

Oh.

You want a pill?

No.

I'll be fine.

Thank you.

Okay.

Sleep tight.

Don't let the bedbugs bite.

See here now,

I asked to be assigned to your case.

Now, is that all right?

Well, yeah, fine.

Good.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Why'd you ask to be assigned to my case?

Oh.

Well, um, you see,

I am not from around here.

I am from Bradenton.

That's in Florida.

Well, that's why I took my training here,

because in a big city you get to see and do and learn

so much more than you could in a little town like Bradenton.

I mean, I'd never get a chance to meet anybody like you.

See?

I'm not sure.

Well, uh, um... A big-city policeman.

You know.

Okay.

Good. I'll see you tomorrow.

Hey!

You a cop?

I used to be.

That's close enough.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

You feel all right?

Look like you might have a little fever.

Oh, I feel okay.

Well, you're warm.

I wouldn't be surprised if you were coming down with something.

I feel great.

Well, maybe you ought to stay home

for a couple of days anyway, just to play it safe, huh?

Hey.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

GILLIS: Hey, Mike, you ready?

Yeah. Come on in.

Hey, did you hear about that night watchman that, uh--

That got it last night?

Yeah. I just read about it in the paper.

Look, I'll meet you downstairs, okay?

Yeah, okay.

Hey.

See you tonight for dinner, okay?

Okay.

[♪♪♪]

Who is it?

It's me.

[LAUGHS] Hey.

Hey.

[BOTH LAUGH]

I wasn't sure if you were asleep or not.

Neither was I.

The-- The way they keep me doped up, you know--

Yeah.

Is it a lot of pain?

Well, if I was a masochist,

I'd be having one good time.

[LAUGHS]

Oh, listen,

maybe this'll help a little bit.

[GASPS]

Sweet music.

Sweet music.

Yeah.

Um--

You want to be cranked up a bit?

Yeah. Forty-five degree angle, the nurse said.

Okay.

How's that?

Mm-hm.

Mm-hm.

Anything you want from the place?

Anything you need?

No.

No.

This will, uh, get me through.

I've been, uh, finding out a lot of things, you know.

All that stuff they say about blind people

hearing better,

sensing things.

Is any of it true?

I don't know if I hear any better during the day.

Sometimes at night...

sometimes when it's hard to fall asleep...

I hear the people walking down the halls,

cars out in the streets...

Seems like I hear more than I want to then.

You want a sip?

Huh? Uh, no, no, no, no,

that's uh-- That's for you.

I just wanted to, uh, tell you I was sorry.

Oh, man, nothing to be sorry for.

Hey, listen, Terry, if-- If it wasn't for me,

then none of this would have happened.

Oh, don't, Willie.

Please don't start into the if's.

It happened, that's all.

Look, uh,

if I get out of this with some problems seeing,

I'm gonna need my friends.

And I don't need anyone being my friend

because they feel guilty for something

that couldn't be helped.

It's not friendship,

it's penitence.

And it's not good to me,

to you, or anyone else.

You know?

Yeah.

Yeah, okay, I hear you.

How about, uh, passing over some of that beer, hm?

What?

You only brought one can?

That's all I could sneak in.

[LAUGHS]

Hm.

[ALL CHATTERING]

RYKER: All right, keep it down.

Take your seats.

We got some more information on these two guys,

though I don't know how much closer that gets us.

The lab says they find traces of amphetamines

in the store where the two of them were waiting,

so the supposition is we're dealing with speed freaks.

If they've been on it heavily, you can count on the fact

that they are paranoid and vicious.

Second thing: The watchman said before he died,

they were wearing masks.

He also said one of them had light blond hair.

Uh, how could he see the hair if they had on masks?

I don't know.

Any ideas?

Goalie's masks.

What?

Goalie's masks.

They, uh, only cover the face, not the hair.

Not every sporting goods store would carry those.

Yeah, but if they stole the rifles,

they probably ripped off the masks at the same time.

We'll check it out.

Maybe we are getting closer to these two.

LYNN: If you couldn't be a cop,

what would you be?

Why do you ask?

Well, because people like you

don't like cops.

At least that-- That's what they say.

Uh-huh.

Lots of people like me

have reason not to like cops.

Oh.

Are you gonna stick with it for the rest of your life?

I'll tell you about that once these bandages come off.

You frightened?

Yes.

Terry, have you ever thought about--

Don't you ever run out of questions?

Well, I told you before, in Bradenton,

I never got a chance to talk to a...cop.

Oh, come off it, Lynn! Please! Please!

It's got nothing to do with my being a policeman.

The truth is, you've probably never talked with,

really talked with, a black before, male or female.

This is your big chance, and you're gonna

use me for your experiment.

Well, the fact is,

yes, I have spent most of my life in private schools,

and I never had an opportunity to talk to a Negro.

To a colored person.

To someone who was black!

[LAUGHING]

Well, I don't see what's so humorous.

Hey, Lynn?

Lynn?

You there?

Yes.

Tie you a bell around your neck, huh?

[CHUCKLES]

Okay, okay, okay.

Okay, I'm sorry that I laughed.

And there's nothing wrong with your wanting to get to know me.

But don't tell me it's because of what I do for a living.

And don't tell me how to react to that.

We won't get anywhere with that.

All right.

Do you think that we could be friends the other way?

Well, not till we try.

Oh, I just want to let you know that I am smiling.

COOPER: Light hurt your eyes?

WEBSTER: Yes.

DOCTOR: Good. It should.

Close them.

Nurse, would you open the blinds, please?

Right.

Well?

Progressing nicely, I'd say.

There's still a good deal of swelling,

but that's a side effect of the surgery.

The more it goes down, the more I'll be able to see.

But what I can see at this point looks...

all right.

How long do the bandages stay on?

Another week at least, maybe longer.

Do I have to stay in the hospital?

Why?

Don't you like it here?

The food's lousy.

The people are all right.

Why, thank you, sir.

Miss Everett, will you start the paperwork

to get this guy out of here?

He's saying nasty things about our hospital.

Right away, doctor.

Now, when you're back home, I want you to take it easy.

And don't yield to temptation

and start taking those bandages off to get a little peek.

That's ruined more good operations

than you can shake a stick at.

Well, I'm not gonna shake a stick at anything.

My doctor told me to take it easy.

And your doctor means it.

[♪♪♪]

[DOOR CLOSES]

MAN: Buzz, we're in trouble.

Old Buzz,

we're in big trouble.

It says that black cop is getting his eyesight back.

No, it doesn't say that.

It says there's a good chance he might get his eyesight back.

That's not the same thing, Louie-boy.

Well, it ain't a good thing, Buzz. It--

He saw us before we shot him.

For half a second, maybe less.

Look, uh...

L-let's look at this another way.

Uh, if there is one guy in the whole world who can pin us,

i-it's this guy, right?

I guess.

I don't want to guess! I wanna know

that, um, he can't pin us.

Well, there's only one way to know.

I mean, to be absolutely sure

that he's not gonna be able to identify us.

Oh, no. No, no, Buzz.

Buzz-- Buzz, no more.

Uh, let's just, uh, get out of town, okay?

You disappoint me, Lou.

Buzz, we've killed three people already.

We haven't killed people! We've killed cops!

And they don't count!

When we started this,

you said that you were strong enough to stick it out.

That you're willing to do everything and anything

that had to be done.

Buzz, they are going to kill us.

What better time to die than now, Lou?

I mean, 40 or 50 years from now,

we're gonna be jowly and gray

and wrinkled up like burned liver.

Because when you die young,

you die before you deteriorate,

and that's what it's really all about, you see.

I-I see, Buzz.

Whatever you want me to see.

[♪♪♪]

[LAUGHS]

[♪♪♪]

The main thing to do is make sure he's kept busy.

Uh, well, I think that's being well-handled.

Lynn? [LAUGHS]

She called in sick three days in a row.

I don't think Terry's problem's gonna be depression.

It's gonna be exhaustion.

Well, it's good to know someone's looking after him.

You're talking about Officer Webster?

That's right. Good.

Maybe you could help me then. My name's Cochran.

I'm doing a write-up on this shooting for The Badge.

That's a law-enforcement quarterly, statewide.

I thought Webster'd still be here.

He's back on duty already?

No, no, not for quite a while yet.

Well, maybe you could tell me

how I could get in touch with him then.

Well, I suppose I could, but, um,

I don't think it'll do you too much good today.

Why not?

Well, I think he's being taken on a picnic.

Well, you've certainly got enough beer and lunch meat,

but after that, I'm afraid we're just gonna have to make do.

Well, if we've got some beer and some lunch meat,

what else do we need?

Oh, you need a million things to go on a picnic.

I mean, to have a picnic the way a proper picnic ought to be.

Uh, such as?

Well, you need potato salad and pickles,

deviled eggs, hot dog--

Oh, I'm being thoughtless now, aren't I?

Are you?

Well, you probably want something else to eat,

don't you?

I do?

Well, yes. I mean, like...

Like greens.

Things like that.

Lynn, um...

what kind of food do you all eat?

Oh, well, we-- We just eat anything.

Good. Then why don't we just use the same menu?

Uh, let's just have some food.

Fine. Fine by me.

I mean, I wouldn't know a collard green

if it came over and bit me.

Did I tell you that I figured out

why I wanted to be assigned to your case?

You said, uh,

you wanted to know somebody different than you.

Well, yes.

But there have been a lot of black people

coming into the hospital,

and I've never even tried to get to know them.

Then why me?

Because your eyes are bandaged.

And I thought...

at least if I started to make a fool of myself,

I couldn't see it in your eyes.

I think I'd just curl up and die if--

If you thought I was being phony or anything.

Are you being phony?

I'm trying very hard not to be.

[♪♪♪]

Why don't we just get on this picnic, huh?

Okay. Come on.

Step down. Mm.

Step down. Oh, forgot the basket.

Forgot the basket? Forgot the basket.

[♪♪♪]

Okay, tiger, sic 'em.

[♪♪♪]

Hiya.

JILL: Hey there.

Oh, my, you two look beat.

Well, heh, that's probably because we are.

[CHUCKLES]

Anyway, we gotta get back on the street.

But I wanted to let you know

that we got a lead on those two guys,

and we're pretty close to nailing them,

so you want have to worry a lot longer.

You mean you found out where they are?

No, but we know who they are.

They left their fingerprints all over

the sporting goods store

where they stole the rifles they're using.

At least this time we got names and pictures to go on.

We gotta go. See you later.

Bye-bye. BOTH: Bye.

Excuse me, I'm sorry.

Oh, hey, look, they're gonna do

an article about Terry in The Badge.

In the what?

The Badge.

I don't know what you're talking about.

W-- Uh, there was a guy here about an hour ago,

said he was a writer for The Badge.

He said it was a statewide law enforcement quarterly,

and they wanted to do an article on Terry.

Did you ever hear of it?

No.

What did this guy look like?

Oh, uh, well, he was tall,

he was kind of thin, and he had blond hair.

Is that him?

Yeah.

See you later.

[♪♪♪]

Well, it certainly has turned

into a terrible day for a picnic.

Could have fooled me.

[LAUGHS]

You.

Looks like we're not gonna be

alone at the beach.

That little van seems to be heading

for the picnic grounds too.

Is there a van behind us?

Mm-hm.

Has been ever since we left the apartment.

What color?

Oh, it's uh...

You know, it's a darkish green.

How good a driver are you?

Well, may I tell you something?

In a normal car, I am terrific--

Take the first turn you can, and if they take it too,

you gotta lose 'em. You understand?

Yeah.

H-how come?

Because I think they want to kill us, that's how come.

[♪♪♪]

[TIRES SCREECH]

They made the turn too.

Okay, lose 'em.

Let's go.

They're running.

[COCKS]

[TIRES SCREECH]

BUZZ: No, that way.

[♪♪♪]

[TIRES SCREECH]

[TIRES SCREECH]

The road's blocked.

[PANTING]

Wait a minute.

[PANTING]

There's a hill that leads

to some kind of a plant.

All right, come on.

Come on.

Be careful now.

Step down. Step down.

All right, now, careful.

[♪♪♪]

They're right up there.

Get down.

[GUNSHOT]

[PANTING]

Lynn.

Terry, don't.

Ah.

[PANTING]

Get to a phone.

Hurry up.

You've gotta get to that plant and find a phone.

[♪♪♪]

Go ahead. I'll be all right here.

Get to the phone. Move!

[♪♪♪]

You take the other side.

You've got yourself in a box, pig!

Now you're deaf as well as blind!

Over here, Lou.

LOU: Coming.

[GRUNTS]

[SIRENS WAILING]

[♪♪♪]

Cover those stairs.

[GRUNTING]

Police officers. Halt.

WEBSTER: Over here.

You okay?

It's good to see you.

[PANTING]

It's good to see you.

[♪♪♪]

[CHUCKLES]

It's good to see you.

It's good to see you, right?

It's good to see you.

Yeah.

[ALL LAUGH]

Good to see you, man.

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DOCTOR: All right, Officer Webster,

let's take a crack at it.

WEBSTER: Don't remember his first name,

but he played left tackle for Notre Dame in '68.

JILL: Terry, come on.

WEBSTER [CHUCKLES]: Okay, okay.

"P, E, Z, O, L, C, F, T, D."

That's very good.

Very good?

That's perfect.

Tsk, I stand corrected, Officer Webster.

It was perfect. Thank you.

Keep taking the drops three times a day.

I'll see you next week.

Thank you, doctor.

Now's as good a time as any.

All right, all right, I will. I will.

Mm...

Now is as good a time as any to do what?

Well...to tell you that I'm going back

to Bradenton on Friday,

and I won't be here next week for your checkup.

But I was just afraid that when I told you,

it would just come out all wrong.

I think you've said it as right

as it's going to be said.

Well...I was just afraid that you'd think

my going home was like running away.

It's not.

I didn't think it was.

It's-- It's like I'm a...

Like I'm a-- A scout for a hive.

Uh, Lynn, uh, I'm a man from the city.

Uh, what does that mean?

Oh, well, every hive has got a scout

that goes out and looks around, comes back,

and tells the rest of the bees

what it's really like out there.

And that's why I'm going home,

to tell them what I found out.

And what's that?

That there are friends out there,

and we shouldn't be afraid to stick our noses out and see.

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