Original subtitles

There's a new patient on the fourth floor, Sparky.

Did you notice?

Quite young.

I don't think he's gonna die because the people in the room are laughing.

What do we call him?

How about crew cut?

Ooh, I hate it when they die.

All those sad faces.

People across the street are gonna start opening their windows soon.

Patients love fresh air.

You know, morning's the best time.

Нeобituated,

But nobody comes to see her.

School teacher, maybe, and they're from the kids.

Or maybe she's one of those people that everyone respects, but nobody really likes enough to visit.

Visit, freckles, the girl with the leg cast, she's leaving, isn't that nice?

Ooh, a man's rear end is showing.

One size usually fits all, Mr. Bethune.

The doctor will be here in a second.

Fiscus, have you seen Ehrlich?

Not since he slipped me the herald under the stall this morning.

Well, tell Napa Valley Slim I'm looking for him.

Sounds bad.

That's worse.

He'll be using Dr. Craig's office.

Office, on number five.

I'll show you the way.

I'm very glad you could take over for Dr. Craig.

The people at George Washington speak very highly of your work.

I wish their salary had reflected their appreciation.

Which reminds me, I talked to our board again about your pay.

I'm afraid it won't reflect ours either.

Lucy, call Bernheimer Memorial if you need me.

What about your paper?

I don't know.

I can't find it.

All right.

Tomorrow's my last day.

Yep, I know.

Surgery department, one to go, a smooth change of command, like to JFK, no fault of all.

You sure you want to give up all your duties?

Well, maybe you like just pushing papers, but I need a piece of the OR action.

Besides, the sooner I get home and focus on this hand, the sooner I'll be back.

That's why I'm going to the nephro conference over at Bernheimer.

Oh, getting the free buffet and their brand new doctor's commissary.

Where does Daniel disappear to?

And when's my replacement arriving?

I'm boning up on state-of-the-art renal treatment, Mark.

I'm going to get myself back into more active of medicine.

Oh, thanks, Dax Donald.

There's nothing active about nephrology.

Speaking of kidneys, I need to drain mine.

Mrs. DeAngelis, how you doing?

Not so good.

Everything will be fine.

Why are you doing a biopsy?

The cancer's back, isn't it?

Just a precaution.

Really?

Hearing that word again.

Cancer.

Now, no one is saying you have cancer.

You could be suffering from an infection.

The effects of the radiation.

Patient.

After the treatment, I thank God, because they said it'd probably work, and I wouldn't have to lose my breast.

I don't want to lose my breast.

Mrs. DeAngelis, I'll do everything in my power to make sure you don't.

We're going to beat this problem, okay?

You think so?

Leave the worrying to me.

Thank you for watching.

At home?

I gotta go see someone first.

An old guy, Joe Ewell, lives alone with his golden retriever, Thor, a big Bo Sox fan.

Thor?

Nah, just a little stiff.

Wait a minute, isn't this the guy who was part of your community service program?

Mm-hmm, we talk about life, baseball, got it all figured out.

So you're making house calls to the Gray Panthers.

Haven't you heard?

The trustees forced Westphall to drop the community outreach program, not to mention

the fact you despised it from the beginning.

I changed my mind.

By the way, what'd you do to make Lucy so mad?

Ooh, she must have found out.

What?

Who lost McGarvey's chart?

Thanks for the warning.

Whoa!

Mine formed to the rear, Sonny.

Mr. Whiskers on five just lies there now and doesn't eat.

No one takes him to the bathroom anymore.

Oh, did I remember to change your paper?

Yes, I did.

And there's a picture of young Joe Kennedy campaigning.

You know, Sparky, when we moved here, Bobby Kennedy was always on the bottom of your cage, running for president.

We've seen a lot of patients since then, like the bird man that jumped off the roof.

I'll be in St. Eligius one day, and I'll ask for the fourth floor,

straight across, because the light's good, the windows are bigger in the old wing.

I'll be safe there.

Care, and the doctor's hands, like Miss Yellow Nightgown, not living alone in an old building with dark halls.

Remember, while I was out, the elevator broke, took me all afternoon to get upstairs.

Yeah, they'll take care of me when my time comes.

Oh, there's Dr. Kindly's grandfather, he's listening to music.

Sick.

Huh?

There is a woman cleaning Dr. Little Big Man's windows.

Now, who's she?

Well, it's about time.

I called for someone to clean those two days ago.

Who are you?

What do you think?

Dr. Craig?

Daniel gave me the impression you had already gone.

Dr. Kiem?

Paulette.

Nobody told me when you were coming.

Thank you for coming.

Well, uh, welcome.

Thank you.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

Oh, here, excuse me.

Let me give you your desk back.

No, no, no, no, no.

Make yourself at home.

I mean, when I leave tomorrow, this office will be yours.

Temporarily, that is.

Let's just act like your name's already on the door.

Let me move those.

Oh, no problem.

I came straight from the airport I've heard great things about you I'm honored

won't be easy replacing a cushion award winner temporarily that is now you'll do a

fine job main thing is to be comfortable I'll do anything I can I'll get it hello No.

It's for you.

Kim here.

30-year-old man, febrile, severe stomach cramps, tachycardia, diarrhea,

some more oysters, light, CBC, BUN, creatinine, get an IVD 5.

5 with 40 of K.

Dr. Wade, remember I told you about my boat?

Mr. Bill, I treated him for severe sunburn about a week or so ago.

Oh, I had this great idea.

Circumnavigate the globe solo.

Almost made it to Provincetown when a hurricane upchucked it.

Jackie, seen a stray chart around here anywhere?

You lost another chart?

Misplaced.

This was my first stop after scoping MacGyver's Royce.

Hey.

Sorry.

I've been all screwed up lately, what with Craig leaving and all.

I feel like I'm being abandoned by someone I've come to depend on.

You know, left in the lurch.

I'm sorry.

I forgot you and Robert were, you know, chugging towards divorce junction.

Didn't mean to rub salsa in the wound.

It's all right.

What you said a few days ago.

I've had time to think it out.

Ah, resigned to the split, huh?

Nope.

I'm going to get Robert back.

I should wear rubber clothes.

Mr. Yule?

Mr. Yule?

Dr. Eul, Dr. Fiscus, Mr. Eul, Robert's.

Just going through a phase right now.

He needs some time to himself.

Can he tell you this?

We've been together since high school.

By now I know he's calling before the The phone even rings.

Hey, anybody met Craig for placement?

Uh, Lucy was just here with you for you.

One chart, what's the big deal?

The new chief of surgery is a woman.

Oh, I hope she's receptive to boot licking.

Ehrlich, shut up.

Yes, sir.

He's the brown nose I told you about.

Dr. Craig, I, I, oh, I'm sorry.

No, I wanted, I wanted.

This is Dr. Kiem.

She will be chief of surgery while I'm gone.

I expect you to accord her all the respect you give me starting now.

Dr. Kiem, the rounds are yours.

Course.

Well, we'll start with you, Dr. Wade.

Please, what is your first name?

Jacqueline.

Jackie?

Sure.

Okay, Jackie.

The patient is a 47-year-old white male with pancreatitis.

His amylase is high at 672.

His hematocrit has fallen from 42 on admission to 31 this morning.

Were there any... You skipped on the vitals, Wade.

Is the patient febrile?

Yes, sir, 102.

What about your physical exam?

Did you bother to to get a CT scan.

Not yet.

We did a CT scan to confirm hemorrhagic pancreatitis.

You agree, of course, Dr. Kiem?

Yes, I was just leading up to that.

All yours, continue.

One more thing.

If our diagnosis is correct, and it is, then a gray turn us sign should appear on the patient's flanks by tomorrow.

You stupid, Birch?

Who are you?

Ronald Better from pathology.

You sent down the A biopsy specimen for Mrs. D'Angelo.

Cancer, right?

Did you bother to get a chest X-ray?

What for?

To protect my chromosomes from getting zapped.

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

Your patient doesn't have cancer.

She's radioactive.

Dad, don't you want a drink?

Oh, my God.

He still can't speak, but he seems to understand.

The highway was bumper to bumper.

Oh, that's all right.

Have they said yet whether it's another stroke?

No, the doctors aren't sure, of course.

Poor Daddy.

Last time seeing him all crumpled up like that, I didn't know what to do.

I just froze.

I don't even know.

Is this a good hospital?

It's supposed to be the worst.

Oh, this is Dr. Fiscus.

This is my sister, Katie.

Hi.

They're gonna put a catheter in, Joe, so we'll give you some privacy.

Okay, we'll be back, Dad.

Come on in.

Shhh.

You're the trombone player?

No.

Well, I mean, that's in grade school.

And you and your two boys gave Mr. Yule the new Sony for his birthday, huh?

Yes.

He likes talking about his daughters.

Did he have another stroke?

Yes.

Well, he always bounces back on the medication, you know.

This time there's a lot of brain tissue damage, paralysis, and... How long will he stay this way?

Can't tell, but he'll probably get worse.

This is a hospital.

Can't you use one?

Of your wonder drugs?

I wish we could, but your father's not sick, at least in a way we can cure.

His body's giving out.

He's going to need chronic supportive care somewhere else.

Who's going to take care of him?

Okay, that's it.

Rounds are over.

Ehrlich, you were unusually moronic today.

Thank you, everyone.

Getting chummy with the residents, I'm not sure that's wise.

I like the familiarity.

Yes, well, it's just that, uh, as my mentor, Dr. David Domitian once said, bed.

Residents and rugs are there to be stepped on and beaten every once in a while.

But I'm sure you'll do as you wish.

Here we go.

Miss Gimbrow, this is the new doctor I mentioned.

She'll be taking care of you in my absence.

Hello, Margaret.

I'm Paulette Kiem.

I see you've had an aortic aneurysm for a while and you've been feeling some discomfort lately.

Just like the chart says.

The test showed that the pain comes from your gallbladder and you know that Dr.

Craig told you we have to take it out.

The aneurysm is getting bigger.

I think we ought to fix that too, okay?

If that's what Dr. Craig wants.

I'm in complete agreement.

So, I'd like to take care of both problems at once.

One trip to the OR should be enough.

Dr. Kiem, that certainly is a way to go, but let's consider splitting the operations.

Do the aneurysm now and the gallbladder in about three months, all right?

Miss Kimbrough, you'll be in good hands Oh, Dr. Little Big Man put his hand on her.

Comforted her Oh, every time he does that All his patients relax Now, it's something

related to Miss Yellow Nightgown's heart, I guess Because they stuck those wires on

her chest And she feels there like it hurts It could be my heart, too.

Our trouble runs in my family.

And the doctor could take care of me, and touch me, and I'd relax.

Just like Papa's touch, and Frank's when he was alive, and the twins.

Reassuring.

Point three millicuries plus or minus.

Who's millicury?

And who are you?

Herb Benzik, nuclear medicine.

She's not dangerous from a distance if you don't stay too long.

See how the radioactivity diminishes?

Am I going to die?

After your breast cancer was treated, the doctors were supposed to remove all of the implant seeds.

Some were accidentally left behind.

Pretty rare.

Care, but possible if no one's counting carefully.

But am I going to die?

The radioactivity from the seeds has been causing your problem.

I saw the news.

Those Russians who were exposed, they expect more of them to die every year.

Birth defects, tumors.

Well, that was a much higher dose than these seeds put out.

The biopsy showed no sign of cancer.

Yeah, honey, you said that, but I'm contaminated.

No, as soon as we have the seeds surgically removed, you'll be completely non-radioactive.

Did I tell you not to worry?

Yes, Yes, but last time I believed you.

Be grateful, Mrs. DeAngelis.

You don't have the big C.

And if there's ever a blackout, we could use you as a cheap source of power.

Ah, Ehrlich.

Rats.

Shall we?

Okay, admit I should have said something.

Today's my grandmother Papandrao's 90th birthday.

You're gonna beat me up for missing chart.

The guy has a minor case of peekaboo colon.

There's a party for her tonight, and you're my date.

You're asking me out?

This is going to be a traditional Greek family wingding.

And in traditional Greek families, a woman without a man is like a dog without a bone.

You got it?

You need a bone, but I still don't understand.

Why me?

Ah, because you were stupid enough to lose MacGyver's chart.

And because of that, we have no record of MacGyver's meds.

And because of that, there's going to be hell to pay on rounds when MacGyver's

sphincter does a rumba in Dr. Westphall's hand.

What time should I be ready?

Seven.

And, oh, and don't dress stupid.

You're sure?

Yes, Katie and I have made up our minds.

Well, if that's what you want, I'll take care of the paperwork.

Oh, good, thank you.

Would you push basement, please?

Do you want to end up in a nursing home?

Just the records room.

I mean, if you were dying.

I am.

And couldn't take care of yourself.

There are many fine institutions which have managed to turn a sterile environment into a comfortable abode.

Unfortunately, these people can't afford the best, and from there down it's a nightmare.

I perceive this is more than a hypothetical case.

Yeah, this patient of mine, his daughters have decided to put him away.

What's going to happen to his dog?

Like Jimmy Carter at Camp David Accords.

You have to pursue other options with these people.

They don't want to hear any.

Then it's your responsibility to help find the best possible place.

Still, it seems like a terrible way to end your life.

A victim of your family's mercy.

Now there you are.

I've been looking for you.

Come on in.

I'm not in scrubs.

I wanted to look over your surgical suite.

14-0 hours, operating around the clock, seven days a week.

Model of efficiency set up the scheduling myself take a gander at that operating

microscope took me five years of badgering to get that should come in handy for your

microvascular work remember the OR and the O wing that's before all these

conveniences ether masks were in vogue well look around all you want Oh,

by the way, I changed Miss Kimbrough's medication.

I thought you should know.

Dr. Craig, Miss Kimbrough is my patient now.

So?

So you should have asked me.

Oh, for crying out loud.

You give me authority, then you cut me off, damaging my credibility in front of resident, patient.

Look, you should know better than to try two operations at once.

The risk of infection is too great.

Only in the case of acute cholecystitis.

Miss Kimbrough has no fever.

She has no No recent sign of acute condition.

By taking her to the OR just once, we reduce her exposure to anesthesia.

Are you trying to tell me about surgical procedure?

No.

I'm telling you to back off.

Let me do my job.

This is my department, lady.

Fine.

When you are ready to give it up, have Dr. Auschlander call me.

I'll be at my hotel.

When Saigon fell, it should have dropped on her.

We have great fun.

I had a good China when Uncle Nico stopped by, huh?

Enjoying your birthday, grand mama?

Mama likes you.

Everybody likes this Victor of yours.

Yes, isn't he something?

He would make good Greek better than Lucy.

I used to love Kojak.

Who loves you, baby?

Where you hide this guy, Lucy, huh?

We Papandreou come to you.

I come from syphilis.

Only we were beginning to think Lucy come from lesbos.

What did he say?

Roughly translated, it means, here's to your children.

Hello, Paulette.

Sorry I wasn't here to meet you this morning.

Oh, Donald, I must have gotten myself turned around.

How do I get out of here this way come on here let me help you yeah we thought about

putting maps up on the walls you know the you are here variety I need one of those

for my life oh yeah I felt that way too but I attended a clinic this afternoon it

really really revved me up to do more active work with patients Mark Craig

always knows where he is he also thinks he knows where everybody else should be like

me back at George Washington I don't think you're the first one Mark's kicked around

I've been on the receiving end for 30 years he yells and he gets respect I took

this job, left my family because I wanted to run a department on my own.

Now I'm not sure I'm ready.

I've never been addicted.

No one expects you to be.

What about everyone else?

Well, that's up to you.

So just keep in mind, we all want you here.

We're all behind you.

And after tomorrow, Mark won't be here to bother you.

I came to say goodbye, Mr. Ewing.

Try and drop by once in a while.

Well... Wait a second.

Who's taking care of Thor?

I don't know.

I want to go home.

Come on, it's late.

I want to die in my own bed.

Take him back to the ward.

Look, this guy's supposed to be over at the nursing home.

Nursing home in Brighton.

I am his doctor and I'm not releasing him.

Now.

You know, I didn't think I was going to have any yucks tonight, but you're family.

Pain in the acropolis, aren't they?

Hey, you should appreciate your heritage.

I didn't have any family traditions growing up.

I didn't have a family.

Believe me, there's a lot to be said for the Uncle Nikoses of the world.

Yeah, well, you can have him.

He's a sweet old guy, but who needs all the Osaka?

You know what I think?

I think you don't know how to let yourself have fun, that's all.

I seem to remember that you You didn't do all that well rotating through psychiatry.

Tended to blame everything on breastfeeding.

Be that as it may, at the hospital you never smile or join in any reindeer games.

And here we are at this lovely Hellenic gathering and you're standing there like Artemis waiting for the hunt.

Zorba!

So?

Come on, we should dance.

Only on your grave.

You see, you can't have fun.

I can too.

Come on.

Ehrlich.

One drink.

Now smash the glass.

Smash it.

On the floor and out of my face.

Wasn't that fabulous?

Well... Come on.

Yeah,

what do you want?

Hi.

It's a little past your bedtime, isn't it, Donald?

Yeah, well, taking that day off put me behind.

You?

Well, I wanted to get most of this stuff packed tonight.

I don't want to make a big show of it leaving tomorrow.

Boy, oh boy, that some Shanghai Lil, you and Daniel, dredged up to run my department.

You looked at her CV?

Yes, well, I was tempted to, Donald, but I'm a married man, you know.

Come on, give her a chance.

She's probably circling the parking lot, waiting to grab my space.

You should see how she glommed onto the job.

No respect for anybody.

Same as you?

You know, if this hand wasn't bandaged, you'd be on your hands and knees now,

searching for your upper plate.

Oh, come on, Mark, for Pete's sake.

That's exactly the reason why you're packing right now.

You lost your temper over that stupid Doctor of the Year award.

You smashed your hand, jeopardized your career.

Haven't you learned anything from experience for Pete's sake?

Stop being so damn selfish, will you?

The hospital needs Dr. Kim.

Which is more than I can say for you.

Get out.

Oh,

it's late, Sparky.

Time to put your cover on.

What's Dr. Little Big Man doing?

He's never here at this hour.

Huh.

He's packing.

Personal things.

Plaques and all.

What's he doing, Sparky?

Can't be leaving.

He couldn't be leaving.

What about Miss Yellow Nikan?

Patient.

She's reading.

Maybe she doesn't know.

What about her heart?

He can't leave Miss Yellen, I can.

Dr. Little Big Man's always been there since we moved in.

He can't abandon us.

I'll have nowhere to turn.

What about my heart?

Gotta stop him.

But I don't know his name.

Thanks, Sparky.

How are we going to find out his name?

I'll ask for the heart doctor, the one who is leaving.

Hello.

Who?

You live where?

Are you out of your mind?

The light went out.

Oh,

this one, Victor Majore.

How many uzos did you have?

Uzos?

Ah, who knows.

There you go.

You know, you were right.

I've never enjoyed myself like that before.

Well?

You help me open up.

I gotta catch a bus, by the way.

What are you doing?

Don't leave now.

I think you're wonderful.

You are so drunk.

I am not.

I'm happy.

And I know what I'm doing.

I don't want you to go.

We could have a real good time.

You'd hate me in the morning?

How could I?

I know what I'm doing.

I want you.

Lucy.

Come on, Victor.

Let's swing.

Wing.

Okay.

Sorry I'm late.

I believe you know Mr. Yule's daughters.

Yesterday, everything was set for my father to leave here, and then we come

here this morning and we find out that you won't release him.

He doesn't want to go to shady rest.

Mr. Yule told you that?

Yes, sir.

He wants to be at home with his dog.

Well, I'm sure he does.

But what can we do?

What do you do?

Give him his wish.

Well, Katie and I can't afford round-the-clock nurses.

There are other ways.

There are?

Yes, some people choose to care for their terminally ill relatives themselves.

Us?

And what?

We move into his house?

You said he could live on like this for a very long time.

Yeah, so you'd rather just, uh, voice Mr. Yule on strangers, regardless of how he feels, huh?

That's enough, Fiscus.

This is hard on us, too.

Of course it is.

Would you ladies excuse us for a moment, please?

I can't let them shuffle him off to some scummy death trap.

We don't have a choice, Fiscus.

The fact is that Mr. Ewell's daughters are his guardians.

They have the legal right.

Remember when I began this community service, wanted to quit, couldn't take working with the elderly?

Even after the program was dropped, you made me do the work, wanted me to care.

Care, now I care, you say don't.

I'll expedite Mr. Ewell's transfer to the home today.

Dr. Ron Haber, 3172.

Tom MacGyver's chart, tucked between the Mad Magazines and the gift shop.

Uh, Ehrlich.

Morning, puddin' head.

Ehrlich, in here.

Hope you didn't mind, I fixed myself some Odie's.

How dare you, buster.

What, I left plenty.

You know I don't know what I mean.

Oh, what?

The throes of sexual bliss?

What, the neighbors heard you yelling, round them up?

I was drunk!

You said you were!

I had to be!

You took advantage of me!

I told you you'd hate me.

Hate you?

Oh, boy, I should turn you into the Bunko Squad.

Look, all I... No, you look.

If one word of this ever gets out, if I ever hear one joke, one sneer,

one comment behind my back, like the Iliad, buddy, I'll do a hentor on your Achilles.

You got that?

Yes, ma'am.

I guess you didn't like my Trojan horse.

These radioactive implants see the heart to locate.

A little more exposure, please, Jackie.

That was a pun.

I didn't get it.

Do you always have so much fun in the OR?

Dr. Craig's not prone to humor.

Tumor.

That's because he operates standing.

Oh, yeah, I get that one.

My father would have liked him.

Back in Saigon, the only thing that Papa admired more than French cooking was American power.

Neither did us much good.

Ah, here's the next seed.

Can I have the lead container, please?

Hold the container away from you.

Well, three down and one to go.

And I have the X-ray please.

Saigon, scary place to live.

Yes, no, but now I'm just a working mother and I miss my husband and my kids.

I'll go down to Maryland.

Some weekend they'll come up.

You're married?

Yes, I mean we just separated.

I'm sorry.

The truth is, I really don't know what the truth is.

Robert and I, I... We were such a team, always giving back and forth.

I balanced the checkbook and he knew how to make hollandaise.

I have to get him back.

He'll take the faucet.

Oh, I'm not very steady right now.

Just concentrate.

Block everything else out.

Focus.

Just concentrate.

I'm having difficulty trying too hard.

Keep going.

Someone made a mistake.

You are correcting that mistake.

Going deep into the body to extract the cause of the disease.

Of the pain.

Because of this, she'll be scarred, but she'll survive.

I can't keep slipping away.

Don't let any obstacles stop you.

You're doing fine.

You're calm.

I've grasped it.

Good.

The attendants are here to move your father.

Are we doing the right thing?

I thought you'd made up your mind.

No.

Well, I mean, Lorraine decided for us both.

She's better at thinking in a crisis.

When Mom died, Lorraine knew just what dress to Bury her in, made all the phone calls.

I'm not like that.

Well, you have time, you know.

This can be a temporary decision.

I want to help, Dad, but I'm scared.

My life would change so drastically.

Yeah.

Yeah, I had the same questions about my father.

I just been married, just starting my medical career.

Pop's last illness just dragged on and on.

We didn't have any money.

There was no hope he was going to recover.

So I gave up his apartment, sold all his belongings to pay for the care, even his books.

Well, he got better.

So I took him into my home.

I thought he'd be angry, but he wasn't.

He knew that I'd done what I thought was best, out of love.

Not obligation.

Maybe figuring out the difference between those two will help you make a decision.

Physician.

Sparky, drink some water.

I've been calling and calling all morning.

If I could just tell him how important he is.

About my heart, and how scary it is to be alone, locked in, at the broken elevator, stairs.

Stairs.

Maybe I could tell him about the bad time when the boy followed me home and he was there before I could close the door.

I set the groceries down and there he was, straight and tall,

polite looking like he was going to say, please, may I help you?

Then he hit me, knocked me down on the groceries.

Injuries.

Then he insisted, put his mouth on mine.

Tomatoes got in my hair.

Oh, if I could tell the doctor why I need his touch, maybe he'd stay.

I'm all packed.

Yeah.

Excuse me.

Dr. Craig, some woman called for you five or six times this morning.

Amy Jeffrey said it was about her heart.

She called you last night.

Here's her number and address.

She sounded pretty upset.

I'm going to be gone for a while.

Okay.

I can't walk out the door, Donald.

You'll be back.

That's not that.

I'm afraid that this hospital hospital can get along without me.

Yeah, I thought I was indispensable too until I went off to Ethiopia.

St. Eligius continued, Mark.

The place goes on, the people don't.

Remember when we first came here?

Young Turks.

Impatient by the old geezers whose hearts I was working on.

They seemed so self-absorbed, myopic.

Well, I'm still working on the old geezers, only now I'm one of them.

My vision has narrowed along with the rest of my life.

Yes.

All right.

Yep.

On the way.

Be right there.

Quality assurance reports.

They're not due for weeks.

Yeah, well, the computer is shredding them even as we speak.

This could take a while.

Don't worry.

Go.

I mean, it's not like I'm dying, right?

Get well soon.

There's another screw-up about Dad's leaving.

No, there isn't.

I've decided to take him back to his house.

What?

When you and I were kids and got sick, Mom and Dad were always there.

We were dependent on them, and they never turned us over to anybody.

He helped us begin our lives.

I think we should help him end his.

Shh, be quiet.

He may hear you.

Thank you.

Katie, Dad wouldn't want us to sacrifice so much for him.

I want to.

What about me?

I can't just quit my job, give up my children, and begin nursing someone indefinitely.

He's our father, Lorraine.

I know that.

He did for us just like I do for my kids, but I don't expect anything in return.

I understand.

You took care of the situation perfectly when I couldn't.

Now I'll take over.

I've made up my mind.

You'll be fine.

You'll be fine.

You handle it, then.

Will you help me?

Sure.

We're taking you home, Daddy.

I sincerely repent, and I promise with the help of God to better my way of life.

Wherefore I humbly ask thee, my spiritual father, saving penance and absolution.

The man you say you slept with, was this out of wedlock?

Way out.

I mean, yes, father.

Have you done such a thing before?

With other men, yes, but this was different.

You know that sex outside of marriage Rage is not accepted by the church.

I do, yes.

And I'm truly sorry, because, you see, with this particular man, the problem is, I liked it.

Oh, I wasn't expecting visitors, but I neglected to clean.

That's Sparky.

Pasadena, Yes.

It's quite a view.