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You look like you've got
jackpot written all over you.

Better than that. Take a look.

That's Eddie Wallace,
standing in a crowd,

watching them put the
corpse on the stretcher.

Oh, Joe. This knocks
his alibi for a loop.

He couldn't have
been in Las Vegas.

That is fundamentally correct.

Oh, they're fantastic.

Where'd you get them?

They were putting the
corpse on the stretcher

when one of the interns
noticed a flashbulb go off.

I found the kid who
took those pictures.

Why didn't he speak
up before now?

He didn't know what he had.

Besides, the camera was hot.

Ohh!

I'll take those.

Now wait a minute.

I broke my back getting those.
I wouldn't want to lose them.

You're going to lose
something. Take your choice.

Joe.

Back up.

Do what he says.

Aah!

Peggy, get the plates.

Peggy?

Operator? An emergency.

Ambulance.

♪♪

Dr. Gerson, go to maternity.

Dr. Gerson, go to the
maternity ward, please.

Will the head surgical nurse
please call the main desk?

Will the head surgical nurse
please call the main desk?

I think she's coming around.

We should put
you on the payroll.

Hello, Mrs. Fair.

I'm Miss Evans, your nurse.

What?

You were shot in the shoulder.

The bullet was removed.
No broken bones.

No complication.
You'll be just fine.

Where's Toby?

- Who?
- That's her son.

Hi, Joe.

Hi.

Toby's just great.
He sends his love.

Oh, good.

I'll be right back with something to
help you get a good night's sleep.

How are you?
You really all right?

I think so.

Good.

You sure handled that
situation like a real pro.

Thanks, Joe.

And Wallace is going to be
indicted, thanks to those negatives.

That's great.

You know, Peggy, I'm really
very grateful for what you did.

And if you ever pull a stunt
like that again, you're fired.

- What?
- I mean it.

You could've
gotten yourself killed.

I don't ever want to worry about you
doing something crazy like that again.

I'm sorry, Joe.

Well, it's for purely
selfish reasons.

Don't worry.

I promise... never again.

Okay.

You're sure Toby's all right?

He's fine.

As a matter of fact,

by now he should be fast asleep
at your neighbor's... Mrs. Frost.

Thank goodness.

You're lucky. It could've
been a lot worse.

I know.

Oh, Mrs. Frost is going
to bring Toby by tomorrow

so he can see that you're okay.

Good.

- Good night, Peggy.
- Good night, Joe.

Now, you find out what
room your mom is in

and wait for me
in the lobby, boy.

Yes'm.

My mom is here. Mrs. Fair?

Mrs. Fair?

That would be room 312.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

Oh, son, that's 311!

Son?

Dr. Foley, go to
Admitting, please.

Dr. Foley, go to
Admitting, please.

Come in, come in.

Hi, Peggy.

How you doing?

Hi, Mrs. Frost.

You had me worried, but I'm
glad to see you're all in one piece.

Thanks for coming.

I brought you some things to
wear. Hope it's what you wanted.

I'm sure they'll be fine.

Where's Toby?

I was about to ask
you the same question.

You mean that child's
gotten lost? Peggy, I told him...

I told him he should
wait for me in the lobby.

I thought he ran up here.

Maybe I should call the desk.

Hi, Mom!

- Toby!
- Where you been, boy?

Ha!

Thank you, Nurse.

Part of the job.

He was just across the hall.

I got into the wrong room.

How are you? Are you okay?

Can I see where you got shot?

Did they give you the
bullet? Can I have it?

Toby, calm down.

There's nothing really to see.

Toby?

Is that chocolate I
smell on your breath?

Yes'm.

Toby, you promised.

The man in the other
room gave it to me.

What man?

The black man in the
room across the hall.

Oh, Toby, you must be mistaken.

That man was very sick when
he was brought in last night.

He's not sick.

He even got up to
give me the candy.

Toby, are you sure
the man wasn't sick?

I know what sick is,

and he sure didn't
look sick to me.

He was a nice man. He
asked me all about school.

And you and all.

Mr. Mannix' office.

Hello. Is this the
answering service?

No, this is
Mr. Mannix' secretary.

Who's calling, please?

Well, this is
Mr. Mannix' secretary.

And you have him call me just
as soon as he shows his face.

You hear, honey?

Oh, hello.

Hello.

Goodbye.

Peggy, you can't be serious.

I am.

If you were injured
during working hours,

how would you like it if
some sexy-sounding devil

were in your place before
you had a chance to recover?

Hmm. Well...

Oh, she's only going to be
there until you're well again.

That time I went to
Chicago to visit relatives,

you didn't get anybody.

Is that really what's
upsetting you?

That's part of it.

The other part is... Well,
remember that patient they wheeled

into the room across
the hall last night?

The emergency patient?

Yeah.

What about him?

Well, he's not sick.

He's not sick at all.

And, well, I started
to think that...

Well, maybe he was sent in
here to finish what that guy started

who wanted the photographs.

Now, what makes
you think he's not sick?

Because Toby went into
his room today by mistake.

The man was walking
around and just acting fine.

And asking Toby
questions about me.

Come on, Peggy, you're
just reading things into it.

How can you be sure?

Okay, I'll check him out.

Now, will you stop worrying?

You'd probably be
perfectly relieved

if he would've come in
here and snuffed me out.

You've obviously got a new secretary
that you're perfectly delighted with.

Mm-hmm. But she'll be gone
the second you're discharged.

Good night, Mr. Mannix.

I'm sure you'll feel
better in the morning.

And don't worry.

Nobody's going to bother you.

Oh, and I'll call
first thing tomorrow

to make sure
you're alive and well.

Good night, Peggy.

Get the gun, Joe.

Get the gun, Joe!

Get the gun, Joe.

Get the gun, Joe.

Oh. Ohh!

Ohh!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Calm down, woman. I wanted
to see if you were all right.

Your son said... Ow!
What did you do that for?

Get out. Get out of my room.

Fine. But your son said... You
are Toby's mother, aren't you?

What's going on in here?

I was just leaving.

That man... That man,
he came into my room.

He was trying to... He
was trying to kill me.

Oh, now, calm down.
Calm down, Mrs. Fair.

I don't know exactly
what he was doing in here,

but I know he wasn't
trying to kill you.

How do you know?

Let's just say that I know
he's a gentleman, okay?

What are you talking about?
What do you know about him?

Try to get some sleep.

Why won't you answer me?

Because I can't, Mrs. Fair.

Please. Try to get some
sleep, now, won't you?

You came to
apologize for your...

cannibalistic behavior?

Is that right, Mrs. Fair?

Exactly what's going on?

Last night you came in here
as though you were dying.

And now...

What were you doing in my room?

I heard you shouting.

Didn't know you were dreaming.

And I admit it...

I wanted to take a look at the
woman who fought off all the gangsters,

as your son told me you did.

That child.

Also, the way he described it,

I actually thought your
life might be in danger.

Oh, well, you
didn't believe him.

Well, no. But then
this is America...

Home of the brave... Al
Capone, Babe Ruth... isn't it?

Yes.

But you're African.

Like you...

sister.

Heh.

Right on, brother.

That's a fine son
you have, Mrs. Fair.

Thank you.

I'm sorry I bit your hand.

Did you really fight
off three gangsters?

Just one.

Actually, all I did was pour
a cup of coffee on his hand

while he and my
boss were fighting.

Off went the gun,
and I went down.

You work for a gangster?

No.

A private detective.

Oh.

Oh. Thank goodness
you're here, Mrs. Fair.

I was getting worried.

I'm all right.

You should be in bed, Mrs. Fair.

And you should
be getting your rest.

I know.

Then you really are sick.

Unaccountable weakness,

occasional pain.

My own diagnosis is it's
just growing pains, but...

they want to make some tests.

I hope your
diagnosis is correct.

But why all the secrecy?

Miss Evans wouldn't
tell me who you were.

She didn't even
mention you by name.

I'm in this country incognito.

Oh, come on.

No, it's true.

Miss Evans has specific orders
not to refer to me by name,

as has the rest of
the hospital staff.

I trust you will respect
my need for secrecy?

Who are you?

Will you promise
to keep my secret?

Of course.

I am Menji Obuko,

Premier of the new
African nation of Kichiwana.

Kichiwana.

I've read about that.

You might well have.

We achieved our independence
less than a year ago.

And you're the
premier of the country?

Yes.

Oh.

Oh, I... I'm so embarrassed.

Yes, I see.

It's charming.

Well, I'm pleased to
meet you, Mr. Obuko.

And I'm very happy
to meet you, Mrs. Fair.

Peggy.

Peggy Fair.

Heh.

But I still don't understand
all the need for secrecy.

There is a faction
in my country...

that would not mourn my death.

They feel the country
should be ruled

with a strong arm
now at the beginning.

They want to put
the army in charge.

That would be as bad as
when we were a colony.

Worse. Because if
the military took over,

they would destroy the
beginnings of our democracy.

There would be great
opposition and bloodshed.

I will let the doctors
do their tests.

I will even let them operate, if
it will get rid of the weakness.

But I cannot afford to be sick.

I must go back.

I understand.

You are very charming...

and very lovely.

And despite your modesty,
I'm sure, very brave.

My compliments to Mr. Fair.

Well, thank you.

But there is no Mr. Fair.

Except for Toby, of course.

My husband died
several years ago.

It's very late.

And you should get your rest.

Good night.

Good night...

Peggy Fair.

Dr. Foley, please
go to Admitting.

Dr. Schmutzer,

report immediately
to emergency surgery.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

You look tired.

Couldn't get to sleep.

- Bad boy.
- Very bad.

You look splendid
in that outfit.

Ohh. This outfit is just
my own pajamas and robe.

But thanks.

Hey, you didn't
eat your breakfast.

Very bad. Doctor be very mad.

I'll have a big lunch
with you today, Mrs. Fair.

Perfect.

Doctor be very mad.

You not sleep or eat, Mr. Smith.

Mr. Smith?

Yes, this is Mr. Smith.

Mr. Smith.

Dr. Regan, go to X-ray, please.

Dr. Regan, please go to X-ray.

It's quite certain
you'll need surgery.

Should I laugh or cry?

You should prepare
yourself for it.

Hi.

Hi.

Surgery in a few days.

Exploratory.

Impossible to tell anything
until they look inside.

Nothing to worry about, I guess.

Of course not.

You don't have a
very interesting view.

Just a great big
hole in the ground.

That's a familiar sight
in our country, too.

Buildings going up everywhere.

Progress.

- You're very worried, aren't you?
- Yes.

Is there anything I can do?

You can read to me...

about America.

Okay.

I'll read you some of our
famous American fiction.

You'll forget about everything.

Sounds wonderful.

I don't care how many
books you've read to him.

I am now going to give you
that old Dutch uncle routine.

You cannot afford
to fall in love with him.

How did you figure that out?

Well, what about Toby?

Sure, his heritage is Africa,
but his home is America.

You can't just tear
a kid up by the roots.

Kids are flexible.

They adapt easier
than us older folks.

Then there's the fact that I don't
want to lose a good secretary...

If I'm allowed to
express a selfish feeling.

Oh.

Oh, Peggy.

Peggy.

I only said...

that I think I'm falling in
love with... With a great man.

I didn't say that he
was in love with me.

His name is Smith.

You are sure he is the man?

He doesn't talk like
any Smith I ever heard,

but he's the one, I'm sure.

You said 10,000.

The other half when
I read his obituary.

A sick man should have flowers.

This is for 312.

I thought nobody was supposed
to know he's in the country.

Well, I may be wrong,

but I just think that these
might be from Mrs. Fair.

It's just a guess, now.

Looks like you've got
yourself an admirer, Mr. Smith.

Get out. Get out of here.

- Why? What's...
- Get out!

Dr. Halloran, please
call the main desk.

Dr. Halloran, call the
main desk, please.

No stomach pain?

Just the same old weakness.

After what happened, I think
we'd better schedule your surgery

earlier than we'd planned.

You don't need
any more attention.

Heh. That's fine with me.

Well, when are you going to operate
on this man, Doctor, so he can go home?

Day after tomorrow, at 6 a.m.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, Doctor.

Not a clue.

But we're working on it.

Oh, the hospital
announced that the explosion

was caused by an old
boiler, so that's covered.

Would've been nice if
you'd saved that note.

It would've given us
something to go on.

In your place, I'm sure I would've
done exactly the same thing.

Only I would've sweated
a lot more, that's for sure.

Well, you've had kind
of a rough time, and, uh...

Well, on behalf of 99 9/10%
of the people of this city...

And of the country,
for that matter...

I'm sorry for what happened.

Thank you.

I'm sorry I brought our
politics along with me.

I'm glad no one was injured.

We'll try to make sure there'll
be no problem from now on.

Well, they'll probably
try something else,

now that they know I'm here.

They're going to have climb over
a lot of blue uniforms to get to you.

I suppose that is necessary now.

My feeling was that a
man who is under guard

is no longer incognito.

Well, you get a good
night's rest, huh?

Good night. And
say hello to Joe.

- Right.
- Good night, Lieutenant.

Does this happen
often in your country?

No.

The people of Kichiwana
are much more face-to-face.

Bombs are more devious,
more sophisticated...

The influence of
foreigners in our country.

You look exhausted, Peggy.

How did you know it was a bomb?

The note.

It said "Welcome to America."

It was signed with the name of
our diplomatic envoy in Washington,

who was never told
I was coming here.

Do you have any
idea who's behind it?

My people in Kichiwana
are working on it now.

It's funny...

Ridiculous, actually...

How proper I am.

I felt I should open the
window to throw out the bomb.

I'm going to have to get over
that reflex if I'm to survive.

When you go back,

will there be many
women waiting for you?

Usually there are, yes.

How many of them
will be your wives?

Wives?

In the villages, men
have several wives

if they are wealthy enough.

But in the city, we have degenerated
to the point where we only have one.

I have none.

That's the best news
I've heard all day.

You know, when I thought
something had happened to you...

I'd never been so
scared before in my life.

And I was never so
glad to see anyone...

To hold anyone...

As I was you.

From now, everything
will be peaceful

and quiet and safe.

You're quite a woman.

Thank you.

And I'm sorry to
complicate your life.

Oh, don't be silly.

But I love you.

And I love you.

Me-e-e-enji.

Menji?

Menji.

Mrs. Frost, I'd like for
you to meet Menji Obuko,

Premier of Kichiwana.

It would be simpler if you
introduced me as Mr. Smith.

No. I want my aunts
to know who you are.

I suppose I have to meet them.

Yes.

Menji Obuko.

That's an unusual name.

Not where I come from.

You think they'll like me
where you come from?

Of course.

The question is, do you
think you'd like Kichiwana?

Why wouldn't I?

"Menji, dear, pour Aunt
Frances some more tea."

I don't exactly understand

why I have to be
inspected by them.

Well, they're my aunts,

and the only living relatives
I have outside of Toby.

Suppose I fail the test.

Drop you like a hot potato.

In Kichiwana, a man
does not allow himself

to be judged by three women.

A man chooses his
woman, and it is done.

How primitive.

How natural.

"Menji, dear...

pass Aunt Mildred
some more cookies."

Have some more
cookies, Mrs. Harmon.

Thank you.

What did your
father do, Mr. Obuko?

He ran naked through the
brush, hunting lions with a spear.

Oh.

Menji, Aunt Frances
needs some more tea.

I suppose Mrs. Frost
told you how we met.

Yes.

Toby raves about you, Mr. Obuko.

I'm a fan of his, too.

Have you been married before?

No.

Why not?

I've been busy
getting an education

and helping get the
foreigners out of my country.

Your job, does it pay well?

Fairly well.

Is there room for advancement?

No, I wouldn't say so.

I love your hat, Aunt Mildred.

Thank you, my dear.

I'm glad to see you're looking
and feeling much better, Peggy.

That first day I
was here, well...

Are you...

Yes?

Uh, nothing.

What is it, Aunt Frances?

- Never mind.
- Go ahead, please.

Yes, Frances, do.

Oh, I couldn't. Heh heh.

I insist.

Well...

I was going to ask if
you're in good health.

But, uh, seeing as we're all
here in your hospital room,

and you in your pajamas and all,

I realized it was
an unfair question.

Heh.

That's the closest I've
been to a firing squad.

Oh, come on. They
weren't that bad.

No, I guess not.

I thought I'd go
through the floor

when they asked what your
father did, and you told them.

Heh! Well, I thought they
were ready for the truth.

They are.

Did Dr. Linkram say that
you could drink champagne?

This could be my last
supper, Peggy. Don't spoil it.

Oh, it's not going to
be your last supper.

Don't even think that.

Peggy?

I'm sorry I said that.

Forgive me?

I didn't mean to bring you down.

I know.

I love you, Peggy.

I want to share my life
and my country with you.

Don't talk. Just rest.

- I'll be all right.
- You need plenty of rest.

Menji.

Menji.

Oh!

I'll get the doctor.

Knife.

Hemostat.

Sponge.

Deep knife.

Sutures.

- Blood pressure is dropping.
- What is it?

Down to 60.

Send for two units.

Got a lot of bleeding in here.

Sponge sticks.

Deep knife.

Blood pressure's dropping.

Get that blood up here!

Peggy, will you slow down?
He's going to be all right.

What's taking so long?

These things take time.

Relax, huh?

Dr. Singh...

please go to the
orthopedic wing.

Dr. Singh, please go
to the orthopedic wing.

Yes?

He made it.

We'll have to do something
about that, won't we?

It's fine.

When will Dr. Linkram get here?

Just try to be
patient, Mrs. Fair.

Patient?

Come on, Peggy.
Dr. Linkram's a busy man.

He's on staff at four
hospitals that I know about,

and probably a couple I don't.

He'll be here as soon
as he can make it.

That's great, just great.

You won't forget to let me know

as soon as he regains
consciousness, will you, Miss Evans?

No, I won't, Mrs. Fair.

Peggy?

What did the doctor
say about your shoulder?

I don't want to talk
about my shoulder, Joe,

and you know it.

Hey, come on, calm down.

Well, it's just not good enough
for him to leave a message

that the operation
was successful.

It's just not good enough.
After four hours of surgery?

Now, be reasonable,
Peggy. You were asleep

when Dr. Linkram
finished the operation.

I was sleeping because
Dr. Linkram insisted

that I take something
to calm me down.

But I ask him... I
ask him specifically

to wake me up when it was over.

Wait a minute. What
are we arguing about?

Have you, uh, decided
what you're going to do?

Tough one, isn't it?

Yeah.

I'm sorry I flew
off the handle, Joe.

Toby told me that you took him to see
a great science fiction movie yesterday.

He loved it. Thanks, Joe.

Oh, I kind of enjoyed it myself.

Joe, I'm so worried
about that man in there.

I just don't know what to do.

Yeah, I know, Peggy.

Joe?

I'll be right back.

- Yeah, Mitch?
- Well, you were right.

Two guys just called in sick
from the hospital blood bank.

And the employment agency is sending
two temporary men over right away.

Hmm. Chances are they'll
try and slip something

into the bottle of blood
he's supposed to get.

You'd better tell
the medical director

to have the blood delivered
from someplace else.

Yeah, we'll do that.

You know, the thing
is, what I'd like to do

is force them out in the open.

Now, I think I have a way,
if you'll lend us a hand.

Yeah, just name it.

- Oh, Dr. Linkram?
- Yes?

- Joe Mannix.
- Oh, yes.

Excuse me, Dr. Linkram.

He's just regained
consciousness.

I'll be right there, nurse.

I think I'd better speak with
my patient first, Mr. Mannix.

That was a long
tunnel I was just in.

The operation lasted
just under four hours.

Well, tell me. How am I?

We found a carcinoma at
the head of your pancreas,

which is what was
giving you all the pain.

You will, however, have to
come in regularly for treatments

on the areas penetrated by the
cancer that we couldn't remove.

I came here for you to do whatever
was possible, Doctor Linkram.

I cannot stay one day

after I'm able to get
up and walk out of here.

But the remaining
cancer is still dispersed.

You must have it
treated immediately,

and for a very
long period of time.

And if I don't?

Well, it's impossible to say.

Try.

Try.

I am trying with all my might
to hear the truth, Doctor.

I'd like you to
try to tell it to me.

If you don't have it treated,

if you ignore it completely,

I can't guess at your life.

I only know that I've seen
several cases quite similar to yours

that were not treated.

One man, two years
younger than you.

One woman, five
years older than you.

Please. Just say it.

The man lived for a
year and four months.

The woman lived for 11 months.

It's all right, then.

There's time.

There's time.

Dr. Wahr, 561.

Dr. Wahr, 561 West Wing.

Dr. Wahr, go to 561 West Wing.

Now, we'll need you to testify
against the man who delivered this.

I'll be happy to.

Okay, Richardson, let's do it.

Dr. Christopher, outside call.

Dr. Christopher, outside call.

What's going on?

This fellow from Africa had
a bad reaction to some blood.

- I'll be back later.
- Yeah, okay, Tom.

Anyway, he's to get
his blood typed again,

and he's to get an I.V.
drip going right away.

Yeah, sure thing.

Hey, where's Charlie? He usually
works down here, doesn't he?

Yeah. He's, uh... He's
out sick with the flu.

Oh, yeah. I had that last week.

Boy, does it knock you out.

Mitch...

you'll probably find the
two real lab technicians

tied up in their apartments.

Yeah, I've got a couple
of men on the way.

Who paid you?

You want to save your
neck, you'd better start talking.

Okay, you can
take the rap alone,

and you'll let that friend of
yours out there walk away free.

Or you can take a chance
by telling us who he is.

Well, it's all done.

There's my stylish woman.

How do you feel?

The operation was a success.

I know. The doctor told me.

No more pain, no more dizziness,

no more fatigue.

From now on, progress
and action in my country.

I'm so happy, I don't
know what to do.

I'll send for you, Peggy,

as soon as I've gotten
things straightened out.

But I was thinking maybe
I could go back with you.

But I guess probably that
would be the best thing.

It won't be long.
A year at most.

A year?

Now, that's long. And
I want to be with you.

The time will pass
so fast. You'll see.

I love you.

My aunts and Mrs. Frost

and Toby and...

Well, just everyone in the
building sends their love

and congratulations on
surviving the witch doctor's knife.

You get some rest.

I'll be back.

I do feel tired.

You know, I can't believe it.

It was so scary when
you were under surgery.

It's over now.

What is it? What's the matter?

Nothing.

Pains in your stomach?

No.

Muscle cramps.

Probably from the stitches.

That's the same kind
of pain that you had

before the operation.

No. No, it isn't.

The operation was
a complete success.

But the patient will die.

That's it, isn't it?

Please, Peggy.

Oh, but...

Forgive me. Please.

My body fails me,

but my heart...

My heart is with you.

I only know that I love you.

Peggy, please understand.

I must put what
is left of my life

into my country.

No, I'm sorry.
Mr. Mannix isn't back yet.

Oh, just one second, Mr. Lloyd.
Mr. Mannix just walked in.

Will you hold, please?

It's Mr. Lloyd, and
he's called 1,000 times.

He says it's very important.

Yeah, I know. Well, he can wait.

How are you feeling?

Fine.

- Really?
- Really.

I'm beautiful.