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♪ ♪

NARRATOR: This is my boss, Jonathan Hart, a self-made millionaire.

He's quite a guy.

This is Mrs. H. She's gorgeous.

She's one lady who knows how to take care of herself.

By the way, my name is Max.

I take care of both of them,

which ain't easy,

'cause when they met, it was murder.

♪ ♪

[WHIMPERS]

♪ ♪

No, no, no, you've got it all wrong.

I remember it distinctly. It was our second date.

No, it was the second time we met.

Yeah, but, uh, that's the point.

I took you kite flying.

[CHUCKLES]

You wanted to go sailing.

I told you to go fly a kite. [CHUCKLES]

Then I said, "Terrific. Why don't we?"

But you didn't know how to fly a kite.

Wait a minute. Remember me?

I am a pilot.

I know you are, darling.

And you know all about jets, but you don't know about kites.

You couldn't put it together.

You didn't even know where the string went.

And I did that.

That's right, I didn't.

But we had a good time, didn't we?

Yeah.

And we had a third date.

[CHUCKLING] We sure did.

[CHUCKLES]

Pilot to copilot,

are we ready for liftoff?

Yes, we are.

♪ ♪

You just hold that.

[BARKING]

Hey, watch out for the can!

[GRUNTS]

[BARKING]

Darling. Are you okay? [GROANS]

Darling, are you all right?

Did you get the number of that bus?

Let me help you up.

Sit up. [GROANS]

It's a lucky thing I have a strong head.

What happened to the kite?

Oh, let's don't worry about the kite.

Come on, let me help you up.

[GROANS]

[SIGHS]

You okay? I'm fine. I'm fine.

Let's go back to the car.

Come on, Freeway.

[BARKS]

[CHILDREN CHATTERING]

[GROANING]

I think I conked my head

a little harder than I imagined.

Let me feel that, darling.

You did.

I'm gonna take you to the hospital

to get a second onion. No, darling.

Can't we just go home and call Dr. Siegler?

I think we better check that bump out.

I can call Dr. Siegler from there. Come on.

[WHISTLES]

Come here.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER PA]

Oh, darling, I-I feel much better.

Why don't we just go home.

I'll tell you what, I'll get into bed,

and you play doctor.

I don't like hospitals.

Darling, sit down, will you, please?

Just relax

and let me find out what's going on.

Okay, Harris. Take your break.

Are you're in charge here?

Yes. What can I do for you?

Well, uh, my wife, uh, had a fall in the park,

and, uh, hit her head.

I'd like to get her examined.

Well, you'll have to out all these forms.

Hospital rules.

Now, you print by hand, uh, one through 35.

Print legibly.

Last name first. You know the routine.

Your name is Tannen?

Yeah.

Uh, that's German, isn't it,

for a herb or a flower?

[STERNLY] Austrian.

Fir needle.

And you still have to do the paperwork.

WOMAN [OVER PA]: ...call Physical Therapy on 214.

[WRITING]

Well, what do you think, doctor?

I think your wife has lovely eyes, Mr. Hart.

Oh-ho. There's nothing serious here.

You've got a minor concussion.

That sounds awful.

Oh, you're gonna have a headache,

perhaps a little nausea.

That'll be the worst of it.

I prefer you check in at the hospital,

so I can keep an eye on you.

Whatever happened to "take two aspirin

and call me in the morning"?

Well, I think it's better

if, uh, you spend the night in the hospital.

I'll call on you in the morning.

Well, if you put it that way.

It's for the best, Mrs. Hart.

That way, we'll be absolutely certain.

So why don't you settle in.

I'll be back to see you later.

Thanks very much, doctor.

[SIGHS]

The doctor's right, you know.

No, no, no.

You do have beautiful eyes.

[CHUCKLING] Yeah.

Well, the sparkle's back in them, so why don't we go home.

Not tonight. You got a headache.

♪ ♪

It's room 207, Mrs. Hart.

Straight ahead, second door on the right.

Jan, would you take over here, please?

Just a minute, Mr. Hart.

There seem to be a few problems on form 10023.

I'll be with you in a moment.

I'm just gonna check out your room.

I'll be right back.

[WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER PA]

Here, let me help you.

Please, lady. I'll do it myself.

Sorry.

Yeah, well, I mean, if I've gotta get used

to this thing, I might as well do it now.

Thanks anyway.

All right.

You know, maybe you should see to your wife, Mr. Hart.

After all, this is just paperwork.

You could make her more comfortable.

I'm not finished yet.

I'll finish it.

[WATER RUNNING]

I think this is a classic case

of the inmates running the asylum.

How you doing?

Okay. Would you just tie this thing in the back?

I think whoever designed these things

had to be sick when they got their inspiration.

Maybe they made it with you in mind.

Darling, why don't you see if they have a room

with a double bed.

I already checked that out, And there's none available.

Aw. Come on. Hop in.

[SIGHING] Oh, dear.

Well, at least you get to go home

and sleep in our bed.

Well, it won't be the same without you.

Hm.

Because Freeway always hogs the blankets.

[CHUCKLING] Oh.

[DOOR OPENS]

Oh, e-excuse me. WOMAN [OVER PA]: Visiting hours

will be over in... I'm sorry, Mrs. Hart.

Visiting hours are over.

You'll have to say goodbye.

[SADLY] Oh.

You get some rest, and I'll be back to see you

first thing in the morning. Okay?

Okay.

You gonna be all right?

Don't worry.

Somehow, Max and I will manage without you.

Bye. Bye.

Is, uh, Max your little boy?

[CHUCKLES] Come to think of it,

sometimes he acts as if he is.

[CHUCKLES]

Dr. Kellin ordered this.

Oh, I-I don't think I really want to go to sleep.

I just stopped by to see how everything is going, Mrs. Hart.

Oh, very well. Thank you.

I'll take over now. Okay.

I don't think I really need this.

Rules.

Yeah, but I don't really...

Doctor's orders.

Okay.

That's a good girl.

Uh, could you move that telephone over a little closer?

I'm sorry. The phone is out of order.

Now, you just have a nice rest.

And if you need anything, you just push this button.

I'll check on you later.

♪ ♪

[SIGHS]

♪ ♪

[BELL RINGING]

[BELL RINGING]

[SIGHS]

WOMAN [OVER PA]: Dr. Richfield, call extension 1626.

Dr. Richfield, call extension 1626.

[MAN GASPING]

What's going on?

Hey.

♪ ♪

[GASPS]

♪ ♪

You were taking a risk,

strolling around here last night.

But you haven't done any further damage,

so I'm gonna release you.

But I want you to promise me that you're gonna go home

and relax for a few days.

Relax?

How can I relax after what happened here last night?

Mrs. Hart, you had an accident.

If what I'm saying is so far-fetched,

why don't we just walk over to room 203 and have a look?

Didn't you hear the doctor tell you?

There has been no patient in room 203.

For the last half-hour,

I've been listening to an awful lot of things

you both have been saying.

Hi. Darling, thank God you're here.

What's wrong?

What's wrong is that last night

I saw a nurse smother a patient in room 203,

and they won't believe me.

Mr. Hart, uh, yesterday your wife

had a minor shock to her head.

Now, that, combined with the sedatives I've prescribed,

hallucinations aren't uncommon.

Hallucinations?

I saw the man in that room.

He was in a wheelchair. He had a bald head.

I saw that man.

So did you.

Sure, I did.

Only he went in 204,

not 203.

They won't even let me near room 203.

Nobody's stopping you, Mrs. Hart.

That's not what you said before my husband got here.

I came out here to find a telephone that worked.

There was no one on the floor.

There was a four-car accident last night.

We had three emergencies.

Anyway, I went down to the nurses' station.

And then I saw light flashing.

I looked over here, at the door and...

♪ ♪

Well, there was a light up here.

There was.

And it was flashing.

I thought someone might need my help,

and so I opened it.

♪ ♪

It really was a hospital room, I swear.

Mrs. Hart, I have no doubt it seemed real to you.

What you really need to now is go home and get some rest.

I believe you, darling.

Come on, let's go.

I'll get my things.

She'll be all right.

Given her experience last night,

she'll be better off away from the hospital.

You'll have to check out now, Mr. Hart.

[WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER PA]

It's really not like Jennifer to imagine things.

It's not every day she gets a crack on the head

and a heavy dose of barbiturate.

Your wife had a nightmare, Mr. Hart, but that's all.

I'm gonna be in 305, if you need me.

Goodbye, Mr. Hart.

Mr. Hart,

there is an entire section missing,

from line 25 to 32.

You'll have to fill the whole thing out from the beginning.

You really know how to get on my right side, don't you?

♪ ♪

[BOTH GASP]

Ah, well, uh, are you...?

Uh, is this, uh, Miss Kalinsky's room?

No. What room were you looking for?

Uh, 307.

Oh, that's upstairs. This is 207.

Oh, ah, I'm sorry. Excuse me. It's all right.

Well, uh...

Uh, I'm sorry again.

That's all right. Have a good day.

Bye. Bye.

Oh, boy.

I sure am gonna miss this place.

WOMAN [OVER PA] Will a physical therapist please report...

Max has got a big surprise for you.

Oh, yes?

And Freeway's missed you like crazy.

Well, I've missed the both of them both too.

[ENGINE STARTS]

♪ ♪

Mrs. Hart's going to be a problem.

I thought she might.

Freeway! Freeway! Come here, baby.

Ohhh, baby. [BARKING]

Aww.

Did you miss me, huh?

Did daddy take care of you when I was away?

Mrs. H, it's wonderful to have you back.

Aw.

I'll bet he's glad too. Mm.

Tonight he won't be kicked out of bed

for hogging the blankets.

Do I smell something?

Is that what I think it is?

We knew you were coming, so we baked a cake.

Devil's food.

Oh, I guess I have to check into the hospital

before I get treatment like this.

[INHALES DEEPLY]

Oh, delicious.

Oh, don't touch it. It ain't quite done yet.

It's sort of half-baked.

Well, while it's getting ready,

I think I'll do the same.

And speaking of half-baked,

Stanley Friesen called.

He said he's having trouble with the A & L deal.

Here, this is for you. He says it's important.

[BARKING]

No, no, come with me, Freeway.

Come on.

What are you barking about?

[SIGHS]

What have you got outside the window?

[BARKS] All right.

♪ ♪

Jonathan!

Jonathan, come quickly!

What's the matter, darling?

There's a man out there.

Max, take a look around,

will you, please? Sure thing, Mr. H.

[DOOR OPENS & CLOSES]

Well, there was somebody there. I swear to you.

He was looking at me.

It was the man that came into my hospital room before we left.

I didn't mention it to you because he said something

about it being the wrong room or something.

But it was him. He's followed us home.

Don't worry about it, darling.

Max will take care of it.

You don't believe a thing I said, do you?

Of course, I do. No, you don't.

Yes, I do.

No, you don't.

You're only humoring me.

[SIGHS]

I don't know why you should believe me.

First I see a murder in a hospital room,

and I find out there's no murder

and there's not even a hospital room.

And now this.

Darling, will you calm down?

I'm trying to understand.

I just haven't seen anything yet.

But you have seen it,

and that's all that counts.

[DOOR OPENS & CLOSES]

All clear, Mr. H.

MAX: Are you okay, Mrs. H?

There really isn't anybody out there.

♪ ♪

Maybe I'm just tired, Max.

Thanks for looking.

[SIGHS]

Maybe I, uh...

I should just go to bed.

Now, that's a good idea.

After you get some rest,

I'll treat you to a first-class, home-cooked dinner.

I'm sure Mr. Cowan will sleep through the rest of the night.

[CHUCKLES]

I think you should do the same.

Oh, I could use it. Yeah.

I'll see you tomorrow, doctor.

All right. Good night. Good night.

[BELL RINGING]

♪ ♪

MAN: Close the door, doctor. We have to talk.

[PIANO PLAYING JAZZ MUSIC]

Is this what you call a first-class, home-cooked dinner?

Well, darling, Pierre does live in the back.

[CHUCKLING] Oh.

Mr. Hart. Oh, Henri.

The dinner was marvelous. Thank you very much.

Merci, monsieur. Merci.

Uh, you have a telephone call.

Oh, could you take a message for me?

They say it was urgent.

Oh.

Will you excuse me for a moment? That's all right.

I'll go visit the ladies' room. Oh.

HENRI: Did you enjoy your wine?

[GASPS]

♪ ♪

Thank you very much, Henri. I put your service on there.

Thank you. That was Stanley on the phone.

They're having trouble closing on the A & L deal.

He's up to his ears in problems. [SIGHS]

Are you all right?

[SIGHS]

I'd like to go home, darling.

Is something wrong?

No. I just think I maybe I overdid it a little bit.

Do you want to finish your drink?

Okay. Come on, I'll get the coats.

♪ ♪

Put a candle in the window.

I'll be home as soon as possible. Okay.

If you need anything, even just to talk,

just call me. I will.

Take care. You too.

Good night, Max.

MAX: Take it easy, Mr. H.

Voilà!

The pièce de résistance.

Wait till you taste this, Mrs. H.

I put some orange flavor in the frosting.

Thanks, Max, but I...

I don't feel like any. Not right now.

Not right now?

Mrs. H., I've seen you eat devil's food cake

even after a 10-course meal.

I know. But I just don't feel like any right now.

Max, do you think I'm...

stable mentally?

Mrs. H., you're absolutely okay in my book.

Then why do I have this feeling

that no one's going to believe anything I say?

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

[SIGHS]

That's the problem.

I don't know what I'm talking about either.

I have to find some way of getting some proof.

All right. We both don't know what we're talking about.

So where do we go from here?

Back to square one.

Are we going somewhere?

Uh, no. Uh...

I am, Max.

If, uh... If Mr. H calls,

just tell him I've

gone for a ride.

Where you driving to at this hour?

You sound like my mother.

I'm gonna go get some air.

Okay, Mrs. H.

Do I look like somebody's mother to you?

[BARKS]

[SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE]

[VEHICLE DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

♪ ♪

WOMAN [ON PA]: Dr. Smith, call your office.

Dr. Smith, call your office.

♪ ♪

So the bed should've...

The bed would have been right about here.

Well,

one vote for reality.

A room with bed and bath.

Aaah!

No, no!

Unh! Aaah!

Ahh!

Stop! Don't! Let me go!

I'm trying to save your life!

I'm a federal investigator. My name is Thomas Crawford.

♪ ♪

Is that the man?

You mean my hallucination?

Yes.

Mrs. Hart, Mr. Hart.

Sorry you had to get dragged into this whole thing.

That's a terrific sentiment,

but what do you mean by dragged into the whole thing?

Well, I'm getting there. Would you please take a seat?

Coffee? No, thank you.

I'll have a cup.

Cream? No, thanks.

Does the name Kenneth Pander mean anything to you?

Well, yes. He was the head of a syndicate.

Racing, gambling. You name it.

If there was an illegal buck to be made,

Pander couldn't be far behind.

I heard he disappeared a couple of months ago.

Went out to do some shopping,

nobody's seen him since. Is that right?

Except for federal agents.

See, we arranged his disappearance,

he had turned a federal witness,

and based on his testimony,

we were about a month away

from a roundup of syndicate leaders.

Obviously, someone got a line on us.

Pander was murdered two nights ago

in room 203 at Community Hospital.

The murder your wife witnessed.

♪ ♪

Why were you keeping a federal witness in the hospital?

Originally, we had him in a safe house,

but his angina started acting up.

We didn't want to risk a lot of attention,

so we figured Community Hospital was far enough out of the way.

We, uh, figured wrong.

I think I'll have that coffee after all.

What happened to his wheelchair?

The wheelchair was a cover.

His name is Ben Robertson.

He was supposed to protect Pander.

Somebody should've checked his references

a little more carefully.

Someone paid him to take a break

the night of the murder.

And, uh, he didn't tell you who paid him.

[SCOFFS] Says he doesn't know.

The money was just left at a drop.

♪ ♪

So all we know is

that there is a murderer running around loose,

and the only one that can identify her

is my wife.

Oh, no, no, no. I can't. I...

It all happened so fast.

I couldn't recognize her if I tripped over her.

Well, someone thinks you can.

That's why they paid Robertson to take care of you.

Why didn't you tell me all this?

We had to cover up the murder, Mrs. Hart.

I've got a 5-year long investigation

with arrests only a month away.

I suppose Dr. Kellin and Nurse Tannen

knew all about it too?

Yes, they cooperated with us.

[SIGHS]

Look, I'm sorry. I know how you must've felt.

JENNIFER: Oh, that's terrific.

You're sorry, I'm almost dead,

and everybody thinks I'm crazy.

Mr. Hart didn't think you were crazy.

He alerted half the metro precinct.

It took us the whole day

to have them back off.

♪ ♪

[GUNSHOTS]

The murderer just eliminated

another one of his loose ends, Mrs. Hart.

I'm afraid you're next on the list.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Well, I think it's time

you gave us some cooperation, Mr. Crawford.

Okay.

You sure you're all right about this?

We go back to the hospital and we get my car.

Right.

You're sure you think this plan is the best idea?

The best idea would've been if none of this happened at all.

But under the circumstances,

yes, I think we'll have an advantage.

Well, let's go get my car.

♪ ♪

See you soon.

Look out!

[SCREAMS]

Jennifer?

Jennifer?

Get a doctor, will you? Get a stretcher out here.

♪ ♪

It's all right, darling.

You're all right.

Will you take over, please?

Nurse, you could look a little more interested.

But I'm very interested.

What are you doing for dinner tonight?

[CHUCKLES]

You okay?

Fine, thanks, Mr. Hart.

Boy, that was some stunt.

Easy as rolling off a car.

[CHUCKLES]

Did you hear anything about Mrs. Hart?

Mrs. Hart?

Yeah.

They brought her in a couple of hours ago.

Some kind of accident in the parking lot.

Hm. Really?

Is it serious?

Ha. How would I know?

I've been stuck behind this desk since 7 a.m.

I'll see what I can find out.

♪ ♪

JENNIFER: You sure the killer is still in here?

It's our best bet.

Our people were all over the place

the night of the murder. They all say

there's been no change in personnel.

Now, there's no need for you to worry.

I'll be right next door, and I'll have one of my best men

right in the room with you.

Now, Mr. Hart, from here on in,

why don't you play the upset husband,

I'd prefer if you went to the waiting room

and just stayed there.

Crawford, we agreed to this

as long as Jennifer's safety was guaranteed.

I'd prefer to stay here in the room with her.

Or would you like to see an upset husband?

Okay. [KNOCK ON DOOR]

Who is it? WOMAN: Winston.

The exits and entrances are covered.

I'm ready if you are.

Good. We're all set.

Oh, Mr. Hart, Mrs. Hart,

this is Nancy Winston. She'll be in the room with you.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

Glad to see you got your best man on the job.

[CHUCKLES]

♪ ♪

I'm sorry, but no one's permitted to see Mrs. Hart.

And who are you supposed to be?

I'm Mrs. Hart's private nurse.

I see.

WOMAN [OVER PA]: Nurse Hall, call your station.

I was just coming to see Mrs. Hart.

You found out anything about her condition?

Yeah. Wealthy.

She has a private nurse attending to her.

How is she?

Well, she seems okay.

But your guess is as good as mine.

♪ ♪

WOMAN [ON PA]: ...floor is now open.

...floor is now open.

Oh, hospital food. Won't kill me, will it?

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Mr. Crawford?

Tom? [MUTTERING]

[GASPS]

[MUFFLED YELL]

WOMAN [ON PA]: Dr. Smith, report to Dr. Mars at Information.

Nurse Larkin, call...

Dr. Smith, call your office.

♪ ♪

WOMAN [ON PA]: Nurse Webster, report to Dr. Madison's surgery.

Nurse Webster, report to Dr. Madison's surgery.

How you doing, John?

Not too bad, not too bad, actually.

WOMAN [ON PA]: Dr. Diggory, call your office.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Okay, doctor? Sure, Gail.

We're ready for Mrs. Steiner now, please.

Let's go on here.

John, you're gonna be sailing to Catalina this weekend?

No. My brother-in-law wants me to play racquetball.

Oh, fickle boy. [CHUCKLES]

I'll take your place.

You want it, you got it.

Here we are.

♪ ♪

WOMAN [ON PA]: Dr. Mars, please report to pictures.

Ellen?

Mrs. Steiner?

[GROGGY] No.

Now you just relax.

[MUMBLING]

Uh-huh.

Don't worry. Everything will be okay.

We're gonna put you to sleep for a little while,

and when you wake up,

your heart's gonna be as good as new.

[GROGGY] No.

♪ ♪

WOMAN [ON PA]: Dr. Mitchville, check with surgery.

Dr. Mitchville, check with surgery, please.

[GRUNTING]

Just a few more seconds, Mr. Hart,

and your wife's gonna be asleep forever.

Just what the hell do you think you're doing?

Are you the doctor in charge? Yes.

You got the wrong woman.

You'd better be right,

or this woman could die from heart failure.

She almost did, doctor.

She almost did.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

What I don't understand

is why would Kellin would carry out a mob execution?

It seems like the good doctor

was up to his stethoscope

in gambling debts.

Oh, I get it.

And the only way he could clear himself with the mob,

was to kill Pander.

That's right. Only then,

the doctor had to scramble to clean up the loose ends.

Uh-huh. Well, he almost did that too.

How are you feeling?

Like I never want to see another hospital.

Oh, no. You have to stay here for one more night.

You know, you had a pretty big dose of that anesthetic.

Jonathan,

don't you remember what happened last time

you left me alone in a hospital?

Who said anything about leaving you alone?

Shove over.

[CHUCKLES]

Don't you think this is a little small

for the two of us?

I've been in tighter spots.

You're not planning on taking advantage of a woman

under the influence of anesthetic, are you?

You're suggesting, are you,

that my bedside manner is anything but honorable?

Well, it wasn't exactly

your bedside manner I was concerned about.

It was your in-bedmanner I was thinking of.

Oh. I swear.

I swear on the Hippocratic oath.

Don't be so damn honorable.

[CHUCKLES]

♪ ♪

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