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Get the hell out of here, Peter.

I'm going to make sure women in this hospital are safe.

Try it, I'll knock you down so hard you'll think twice about getting up.

Starting all over again, and none of you seem to care.

You tell Myra to let me see my kids.

Guys, I'm sorry.

'Tonight, on St Elsewhere...'

Daniel, are you having any luck finding an assistant?

Is the position still open?

Hi, Myra.

You're not going to do the same thing to me you did to Michael!

I could have a tumour!

The only mass you should worry about is between your ears.

I wish Michael were around so he could see it.

A lot of hard work and a ski mask to get Peter where he is today.

First-year resident's syndrome.

Oh, no!

I don't think we're supposed to be doing this.

You're absolutely right.

Ever think about going into pathology?

No, not at all.

What brings you down here?

I came to see you.

Annie.

Where have you been? This place is overflowing and I'm here

with my finger in the dyke.

Been up visiting Cathy Martin.

Too bad they caught the guy who did it.

Do you believe that?

Mrs Bailey?

Mr Cory? If you ask me, Costelli didn't do it.

I think the real rapist is still working in radiology.

Mrs Bailey.

Mr Cory?!

You didn't leave it in X-ray?

I put everything right over there. Ow!

Careful. The plaster's not dry yet.

You've got to find the gun. Start shaking people down.

Shaking people down, man?

The gun is gone.

I'd better call security.

I hope nobody's looking down the wrong end of it.

If that sucker goes off, it will be the last thing they'll ever see.

Take a few days off, don't grind yourself into the ground.

It'll get me soon enough.

The time I have left, I'd like to spend on hospital linoleum.

Hi. Daniel, are you having any luck finding an assistant?

Not a shred. I wish I hadn't let you talk me into looking.

There's got be someone qualified who needs a job.

Must be out of season.

I'm not completely discouraged though, I have two more interviews.

Good. I'm sure you'll find someone.

Even so, I'm not convinced we can afford it.

The nurses' union robbed the stagecoach pretty well

in that last contract negotiation. The strong box is empty.

Hey, watch it, man!

Sorry.

Sorry? Everybody's sorry.

You're about the sorriest bunch of people in the world.

Take it easy, Gerry.

That's all I ever do.

I can't even get up to go to the bathroom.

Believe me, I know exactly what you're going through.

Good, then do something about it.

We'll get you moving around as soon as we can.

Hmmm. Rough morning, huh?

Well, he's healing fine.

But his attitude gets worse and worse every day.

He hasn't exactly been good neighbour Sam, has he?

He's been immobilised for six weeks.

That's hard on an active man.

I don't think Michael Duffy's death has made things any easier.

(HE MUMBLES)

Wait, wait, Elliot.

No, my third cousin on my mother's side was Italian.

I could have Mediterranean familial fever.

37.4.

Agh!

Centigrade. It's normal.

I have all the symptoms.

Sweaty palms, pale skin, fatigue.

I'm telling you I need a complete physical.

You just had one.

That was six weeks ago!

All it takes is a tiny corpuscle with a mean streak and ambition.

Before you know it, they write your name on a toe tag!

Why don't we just wait a couple of days and see how you feel?

Jack. You're a doctor.

You have a sacred duty to heal the sick.

Are you going to violate your Hippocratic Oath

and deny me treatment?

All right. We'll do a couple of tests.

But I can tell you what your diagnosis is going to be.

First-year resident's syndrome.

No!

The patient thinks he's coming down

with whatever exotic illness he's read about in the latest journal.

You think I'm imagining this?

I came to you because I thought you'd have more understanding.

If you're going to stand there and tell me

you think I'm a hypochondriac, maybe I was wrong.

Did you ever hear of filariasis nematodes Loa Loa?

No.

It's a tropical infection carried by monkeys in Ceylon.

My first year, I was sure I had it.

What was wrong?

Nothing.

It's something we all go through.

It's almost a part of becoming a doctor.

No.

Filariasis nematodes Loa Loa.

What are the symptoms?

Ready for the unveiling?

Like a kid waiting to meet his blind date.

Remember something.

The graft's only the first step.

You still have plenty of reconstruction left to do.

He's already apologising!

Well? What's the verdict?

The graft's taken well.

Stop patting yourself on the back, tell me how it looks.

Go see for yourself.

Go on.

Be prepared for some swelling.

Oh...

You might look the colour of your TV set that needs some adjusting.

Ah.

It doesn't look like much, does it?

We've made a very good start.

Oh. Well...

I didn't break the mirror, did I?

Sorry I couldn't graft a moustache on you. Couldn't find a match.

That's all right.

I wish Michael were around so he could see it.

His funeral's today.

Sorry we couldn't let you attend.

That's all right.

I've got to get used to this face before I show it in public.

In that case, I'll let you two get acquainted.

Sheryl, got a stick? Mr Razor bit me.

Oh. Good nick.

Maybe I should go electric.

Victor, you're a surgeon.

You ought to be able to handle the morning shave.

Taking my aggression on myself, I guess.

You shouldn't bottle up hostility, it'll drive you crazy.

Ow!

Ever know someone who makes everybody's life so miserable

you'd like to garrotte them with concertina wire? Ay!

No, it would be too messy.

Mrs Hufnager brings out the Gothic in me.

The nightmare will end today, she's going home.

Well, the bleeding's stopped.

Ooh! You're in a good mood.

I'm feeling better about things now than I have in a long time.

I'd like to make your guru. Got to run, babe.

Walton Business School.

And an extensive background in the health care sciences.

You've found the right man.

Your curriculum vitae is extremely impressive, Mr Adderley.

I have a couple more interviews scheduled.

But I want to make my decision by the end of the day.

When will the job start?

First thing tomorrow morning.

Oh.

Is that a problem?

Well, it's just that I'm about to have an out-of-body experience.

Excuse me?

The master and I are leaving this weekend

on a field trip to the astral plane.

It's hard to say when we'll be back.

I see.

I'm sure you do.

Your vibrations are very pure.

I just found out that Westphall's

transferring me back to pathology tomorrow.

Just when I'm on my game in radiology, you know?

Maybe there's a staffing problem.

No, no, no. He's just sticking it to me.

Now he's caught his damned rapist, that creep up in the psych ward.

I'm off at seven, you want to have dinner?

No, I can't.

Tonight's the big night.

Dinner with Myra and the kids.

Oh, right! Are you nervous?

Yeah, a little bit.

Hi.

Want to bet on how long it takes this three-year-old to pass a ring?

Not a gambling man.

What about Peter? He's good at beating the odds.

Let's have a look this skull series.

The Water's view is clear.

Hey, do you think Megan and Timothy have changed much?

Probably.

But they're still your kids.

I'm telling you, I'm gonna put things back together with Myra.

Good.

Then you can go tell Cathy Martin you're sorry you put her in a straitjacket.

Hey, Fiscus, you shut up.

Jack. You haven't lived until you've seen Peter in action.

I had the good fortune to catch his act once.

He's got a way with women. Unfortunately, it's a felony.

You oughta talk! There isn't a woman in this hospital you haven't hit on.

It took a lot of hard work and a ski mask to get Peter where he is today.

For Myra's sake, I hope she's found another man.

That's enough, all right?!

That's enough, Peter!

Why can't you leave him alone?

Why can't everybody just leave him alone?

He's doing a con job on you, Jack,

and I don't know why you just lie back and enjoy it.

When did you arrive from Minnesota?

I haven't even unpacked yet.

There'll be plenty of time.

I'll give you the tour, you can see where you'll be working.

Great.

The elevator is right down this way.

Give me those.

Hey, wait a minute, you guys! I gotta go...

What do you think you're doing...?

How long did you work for the Hurd Clinic?

Five years.

It's one of the best private hospitals in the country.

I hated to leave, but my husband got transferred to Boston.

Here, it's quite different from anything you've been used to.

The pay is lower, the hours longer and the neighbourhood

considerably less pastoral!

We'll go upstairs and look at the cardiac care unit.

The good news is, according to your EKG, you had a coronary spasm,

not a heart attack. This is a symptom, however,

of slightly clogged arteries, which could lead to a heart attack.

Is there anything I could do?

You could stop smoking, for one thing.

Are you OK?

Huh? Oh, yeah, yeah. It's nothing.

I hope.

Hi.

Doctor Wade, this is Beverley.

Beverley, this is Dr Wade, she's a resident in cardiac surgery

and I've asked her for a consult.

It's nice to meet you.

I've looked over all your tests.

The angiogram shows a lesion in the right coronary artery.

Well, my father has trouble with his arteries too.

My recommendation is that you have a coronary bypass operation.

What?

You want me to have open heart surgery?

Doctor London, one of our cardiac specialists,

agrees with my evaluation.

I guess I shouldn't be so surprised.

Heart problems do run in our family.

Right. If we take care of it now, your prognosis could be very good.

Doctor Wade, this is major surgery.

Dad says his bypass saved his life.

He's on his second marriage to a woman younger than I am!

Plays tennis three times a week.

We could schedule the surgery as soon as possible.

Well, I might as well do it.

Doctor Wade, could I talk to you for a moment?

I'm sort of in a hurry, Elliot.

It won't take a second. Please?

All right. Doctor London will explain more fully.

Goodbye for now.

Don't you think a bypass is a little extreme?

I mean, the lesion is small. It's in the right coronary artery,

which is better than being in the left.

And her EKG converted to normal with therapy.

And what's your suggestion?

I think we should wait to see.

We help her manage her health and her stress and see what happens.

The new studies show that...

I think a CABG is dictated.

You called me in to consult...

Doctor London agrees with me 100%.

I'd like to call on Doctor Craig.

Fine. But it's an open and shut case.

Don't come to me when Craig jumps down your throat for wasting time!

It's not exactly haute cuisine, but with the exception of the tapioca,

everything in our cafeteria is quite edible.

You're paranoid, Mrs Hufnagel. I did not dump you out of the wheelchair on purpose!

Don't try and snow me, Ehrlich. I saw that movie.

Whatever Happened To Baby Jane!

You should have been in it!

Hmm.

I'll be back in a moment, we'll pick up from where we left off.

Have you out of here in a jiffy, Mrs Hufnagel.

Listen... You'd better beat feet while you still got the chance.

Pardon?

This place is a chamber of horrors.

You know, people check in, but they don't check out!

I'm one of the lucky ones.

Gee, I'm awfully sorry you didn't enjoy your stay here.

No, no, no - you don't get it, do you?

Look - why don't we sit down over there and we'll have a little talk.

Here we go.

Now, that old geezer, Auschlander, he was

giving you the look around, right?

Right.

Do you think that he's going to let you see what really goes on here?

What really goes on?

Sodom and Gomorrah. You name it,

the doctors at St Eligius do it.

Now that bleached blond, Ehrlich,

he used to get his jollies by tying up his ex-wife.

There's no shame around here!

They've even got a doctor here named Boomer.

And their sexual appetites are insatiable!

Everywhere you go, it's slap and tickle time.

The operating room, the elevator, even in the morgue.

Now, that's sick. And fights break out all the time.

Well, that shouldn't bother you.

You know why? Why?

Cos the diseases will kill you.

Legionnaires, Aids, asbestosis...

I guess you can't really count that

as a disease, but it will probably kill you anyway.

If the rapist that's been stalking this hospital doesn't get you first.

All right, let's sign this and you are out of here.

Like a shot!

Sorry for the interruption. Shall we continue?

Um, I'm having second thoughts. I wouldn't want to rush into anything.

Maybe I should talk it over with my husband.

Thank you, Dr Auschlander.

It's all Ehrlich's fault.

Hey!

They say I look like ET's father, what do you think?

You all ready for the awards ceremony this afternoon?

Oh, gosh!

Another bravery medal for your chest.

How's Gerry?

He's got a bad case of cabin fever.

Carla's pressing him to quit fire-fighting.

She's been after him to quit since he joined.

The department gave Michael a good send-off.

Full honours.

75 guys in dress blues.

Drape hanging from the trucks.

I wish I could have been there.

No... We've been to too many funerals, Manny.

You know, Manny,

my only son died the other day.

A hero.

And I don't think

that I ever told him how much I loved him.

He knew.

Michael and I never talked the last few years.

I mean,

not really talked to each other.

You'd think, him being a fireman and all, we'd have something in common.

But we never, we never...

Duffy...

You know,

his heart was never in being a fireman.

What do you mean?

He was good, everybody said that.

He was good, all right.

But he was scared of fire.

Manny, we're all scared of fire!

Not like Michael.

I've seen the look on his face when the alarm bells went off.

Praying for a false alarm.

But he never said a word.

Never. Never said a word.

So why did he do it?

He loved you, Duffy.

He didn't want to let the old man down.

KNOCKING

Come in.

I brought a friend.

Joan!

Hello, Dr Auschlander.

What a pleasant surprise!

What brings you back to St Eligius?

Well, rumour has it that you're looking for an assistant.

Daniel, I took the liberty

of calling Joan and suggesting that she interview.

He thought I might want to give up

the blissful peace of unemployment. Is the position still open?

I'd say it's just been filled. You sure you want to re-enlist?

It might be fun to fight on the same team for a while.

After all, I was your only decent opposition.

Agreed.

I'll leave you two to sort out the details.

Let's sign you up before you have a change of heart.

Welcome back.

Hello, Peter.

Do you want a Band Aid for that?

No, thanks. I'm allergic to the glue.

So what do you think I should do?

Dr Wade is a second-year resident and I'm nobody, practically.

Well, if you think you're right, go ahead and call in Dr Craig.

But you're probably wrong.

Can I look at my blood smear?

Sure. >

My God!

It's worse than I thought!

I'm clinically dead!

This slide is from an autopsy.

Yours are over there.

Oh, thank God!

I'm sorry, honey. Did I hurt you?

No, baby. You're doing good.

That's the way they showed me.

I just don't understand why they've got my wife doing their job.

Somebody has to change your dressings when you get home. We can't afford a live-in nurse.

It's hot in here.

Feels cold to me. You want some juice?

Yeah, thanks, honey.

The kids miss you a lot.

Leon wants to know

if he can sit at the head of the table until you come home.

I told him I'd ask.

That kid's something else.

Yeah, well, you tell him he can sit wherever the hell he wants to sit.

Let me fluff up the pillow.

Don't make such a fuss!

I just want to make sure you're comfortable.

Oh!

I got a call from a lawyer yesterday.

What lawyer?

Some man who read about the fire. He says you have a case.

Against what?

The city, for negligence or something.

I told him I had to talk to you.

Forget it.

Jerry, he said we could make some money.

Look, you heard what I said. I'm not suing the Department.

You don't owe them anything.

Michael Duffy died. It could be you.

If you gonna talk that way, just get out of here!

Give it up, Jerry! It's only a job.

I don't want to be your widow.

Get out of here!

Go on, get out of here!

Hi...

You shouldn't talk to your wife like that.

She's trying to get me to quit.

Yeah, I know.

Damn, it's hot in here!

ALARM WAILS

ALARM CLICKS OFF

Damn! Well, they got my tape deck.

Doesn't that make you mad?

Yeah, particularly because I have a big steel negotiation coming up

and I need my time on the road with Chopin to relax.

So sorry, Richard.

I'm a prisoner of my own car.

I do everything imaginable to protect her.

This is supposed to be the safest lot in town and I specifically

parked underneath that light to prevent anything from happening.

Well, at least they didn't get the car.

I still had a wonderful evening.

Me too.

Oh, thanks.

I don't think we're supposed to be doing this.

You're absolutely right.

Hi, Myra.

Go on, take them. They're hard to get this time of year.

Please.

It's a nice place.

It's small. The kids have to share a room.

Thanks for letting me come over.

You didn't give me any choice.

They're my kids, too, you know.

I haven't seen them in seven months.

I don't want to argue with you,

honest to God. You did what you thought you had to do.

I just want to see the kids.

Well, they're in the other room, watching TV.

Megan, Timothy!

Daddy!

Hi, baby! Come here. Look at you!

I hardly recognise you!

You smell good too.

Look at this. Look at this!

Oh, no! Aaaargh!

I'm gonna get you!

I love you, Daddy.

I love you, too. I've missed you guys a lot.

OK, kids. Come on. Time for bed.

No!

Come on, Megan. You've got school in the morning.

What about Daddy? Is he staying?

No.

Are you getting a divorce?

No, Megan, we're not.

Goody, cos everybody needs a daddy.

Why don't you take Timothy upstairs and I'll come up in a little bit?

Will you read us a story?

Maybe a short one.

OK. Come on, Timmy.

Can't believe how big they're getting.

Yeah, they're really growing up.

You feel good.

You act like nothing's happened.

Look, I've been cleared.

They caught the guy that was attacking those women.

Yeah, but that doesn't change what happened between us.

I want our family to be together again, we owe it to the kids.

Is it mine?

Yes.

I want you back. I love you.

Peter, don't.

Look, I'll get Saturday off, OK?

We'll go somewhere.

Let's take the kids out to Dearfield. Come on.

I don't know.

What do you say?

I don't know.

We'll see.

OK.

All right, bedbugs! What do you want to hear? >

The Little Engine That Could. I'll start.

Tug, tug, tug, puff, puff, puff. Ding-dong, ding-dong...

The little train rumbled over the tracks.

It was a happy little train.

Good morning, Joan. You're here early.

Well, I thought I'd run through some of these files and get up to speed.

Things haven't changed much - robbing Peter to pay Paul,

treading water on budget requests,

holding the plan together with spit and kite string.

Any thoughts?

A few. Proceed.

Well, I see that the computer terminal on the east wing

is still giving the nurses trouble.

Unfortunately, you know as well as I do, Joan,

the city gave us a pittance for the computer system

which, according to my granddaughter, Jessica, is already obsolete.

We pay these people to do us a service.

There's no reason to be intimidated by them.

I'm not intimidated by anyone.

But, if you think you can get anything more out of Walter Lankau

than a disclaimer, I'll tip my fedora to you.

Excuse me.

Security wants you to sign this report on that gun, stolen from ER.

Ah, yes.

Joan will answer.

If I'm needed, I'll be out reviewing the troops.

Did you get those test results back?

Yeah, the chest X-ray was clear and your CBC was normal.

I've scheduled you for a proctology exam this afternoon.

What for?!

Your guaiac test is positive.

I want Dr Cosco to have a look at you.

I knew it, adenocarcinoma.

No, I'm sure it's not that serious.

Hey, Elliot.

Elliot.

What's the matter? Something wrong?

I'm not a well man.

What's the matter with him?

Acute carcinophobia.

He's got a proctology exam this afternoon, and he's sure that Cosco is gonna find something.

What, the cave paintings of Altamira?

This is a matter of life and death.

I could have a tumour or something.

Cells growing out of control,

dividing, subdividing, infesting and devouring me.

The only non-functioning mass you should worry about is between your ears.

Lighten up, the man's got a long afternoon in front of him.

Proctology exams are bad enough, but Cosco is a sadist.

I went to see Cosco once, never again. When he and that

proctoscope were done with me, I was ready to confess.

To what?

Everything. That man would have been great in the Spanish Inquisition.

You tell Caldwell, that's the last time I'm going

into that damn torpedo tube of his!

How many times have we got to tell you? It's for your own good.

Oh, yeah? Well, you know something? I'm sick of you.

I'm sick of this hospital, I'm sick of doctors!

I'm getting out of here, man! I'm getting out!

What's going on?

Just settle down. We just came out of the hyperbaric chamber...

Don't touch me, man!

You're not going to do the same thing to me you did to Michael!

Give me five milligrams of Haldol IM stat. Take it easy.

Get me out of here! I'm getting out of here! I'm getting...

Manny! Manny! Get us out of here, it burns! Get us out!

There's no fire, Jerry. No fire.

Let's get him upstairs stat.

Come on.

Move your chair, Axelrod.

I've reviewed the Colfax case, and I am not happy.

What the hell is going on here?

I tried to tell Elliot.

I have the floor, Dr Wade.

Now, my time is valuable, I don't like wasting it on

confirming an open-and-shut case.

Axelrod, I find your diagnosis... entirely appropriate.

But...

The patient has a family history of heart disease, but the size

and location of the occlusion poses no grave or immediate danger.

She's young, compliant and willing to work hard to avoid surgery.

Adequate medical management should

give her the same, if not better, chance of survival than a bypass.

Case closed.

Dr Wade, I'd like to speak with you.

Axelrod, get some rest, you look terrible.

Yes, sir.

What the hell were you trying to do? Bulldoze a patient into surgery?

I thought a bypass was necessary and expedient.

In a 50-year-old with heavy left occlusion, maybe.

This woman presents no intractable angina.

Dr London supported my diagnosis.

Oliver London?!

The man puts Sweeney Todd to shame!

He would operate for the common cold!

Let me tell you something, I won't have cut-happy residents on my staff.

There are too many surgeons already lining their pockets

with unnecessary surgery.

You blew this one, Wade.

It better not happen again.

You wanna cut off the barb?!

I'd rather lose the finger than ruin this fly.

It's only a fish hook.

Well, that's how much you know about fly-fishing.

Now, this, young lady, is the rat-faced irresistible, the most

deadly trout fly on the planet.

It's one of a kind. I made it myself.

Hold still, will you?

Fiscus, I heard about your fight with Peter yesterday.

No big deal, it only went one round.

Yo, Shirley.

Wanna talk about it?

Talk about what?

The new look. The hair, the make-up, I like it.

Glad you approve.

Well, are you gonna tell me who it is?

I mean, there's gotta be a new guy in your life, right?

Here's your lab report.

Come on, Shirl, as a former lover,

I'm entitled to know who you're sleeping with.

Uh, Helen Kirk?

This is a matter of public health.

Dr Fiscus will see now.

Speedy glue.

Right this way. I especially like the lipstick, it's a killer!

What's this all about, Axelrod?

My diagnosis has me pretty worried.

You are on my turf, I'm the only one who makes a diagnosis around here.

Now drop the shorts.

Ever had a digital exam before?

No, but I bet it hurts.

Routine procedure.

Do you look after your internal hygiene?

Well, I'm not sure I know what you mean.

I'm talking about regularity.

Oh... Well, I don't know.

I don't really think about it that much.

A reckless attitude, Axelrod.

Man is basically a herbivorous creature.

We foraged for nuts and tubers and the occasional insect,

the golden age of the alimentary canal,

before we began abusing ourselves with colas, burritos

and the rest of the corrosive sludge we pour down our gullet.

The large intestine... is a ticking time bomb,

and unless we began to discipline

our toilet habits, the entire species could be threatened.

I never knew!

Yeah. Ever think about going into proctology?

No! Not at all!

Well, you ought to.

It's more than just a speciality. It's a calling.

Now assume the position.

I'm feeling better now, really.

You came here for a proctology exam, and you're going to get one.

I'm going to be late for my rounds, I should come back later!

Let me give you a bit of advice.

If you tense up and resist,

this can be an uncomfortable and difficult procedure.

If you relax, everything will go smoothly.

The choice is yours.

Axelrod...

I guess I am a little nervous.

There's nothing to be nervous about.

You're in good hands, Axelrod.

Axelrod?

All right. Yes, you'll have my complete co-operation. Goodbye. Hi.

That was Detective Tibedoe, they're sending Mr Costelli back to Psych.

So they've ruled him out as a suspect?

They showed him pictures of the victims shuffled in with file photos.

He took credit for everything, even the murder of Lee Harvey Oswald.

Damn!

I thought we'd finally seen the end of this.

So we're back to square one.

Yeah. I've decided to let the police department

sexual assault unit put someone in hospital under cover.

You've never approved of covert police operations here.

Don't have any choice.

Anyway, that's my good news.

You look a little down yourself.

Does it show?

Not to the untrained eye, no.

It's Ira. Our marriage has turned into a complete bore,

and he couldn't care less.

Are you two talking about it at least?

It's tough catching him between naps.

Ira looks on me as someone to change channels for him.

What are you gonna do?

What any right-thinking American woman in the '80s would do,

buy Ira a remote control.

And have an affair.

OK... OK!

All right... Elliot.

Uh-huh. Nobody believed me, I knew there was something wrong with me.

It may not look like much, but this body is a finely-tuned machine.

You had everyone in a hospital looking for an urn for your ashes,

and all you had was haemorrhoids?

Well, I guess I overreacted a little bit, but I was lucky - this time.

Noted heart specialist Elliott Axelrod MD.

Craig was pretty impressed with your call on that angina patient.

Thanks.

Brown-nose. What'd you call me down here for, Wayne?

Right this way.

This had better be good.

It's good.

You know the nurse's aid in Five East?

She was about to show me this weird move.

She can bring her leg up behind her neck.

You're a pig, Ehrlich! >

Victor, you recognise that voice?

Oh, no.

Victor Ehrlich... this is your life!

Mrs Hufnagel.

So glad to see you.

Hello, Donald.

Making rounds?

With Joan on the job, I thought I'd use the free time

to visit a few extra patients.

You look like you're enjoying it.

It's rejuvenating. Get away from spoon counting

and back in the trenches.

Joan is working out all right, then?

She could run this place by herself, I have you to thank.

Nurse, where the hell is Mr Reikart's chart?

I have it right here.

Am I being graded?

I wanted to see if I could be of some assistance.

How is Mr Reikart?

He's looking at some

pretty nasty complications from the mitral valve commissurotomy I did.

Dialysis is taking up the slack on the renal failure, but

his immune system is so depleted he's developed a massive fungal infection.

What do you think you're looking at, Mark?

I'm waiting for the test results

from Communicable Disease, but my guess is Candida sepsis.

I'd start him on Amphotericin B.

I'd like to wait.

You want to premedicate with Tylenol, Amphotericin makes his fever spike.

I'm aware of the side-effects.

Of course. We want to stay on top of the blood levels.

The anti-fungal agents could make him toxic.

Well, gentlemen, I'm off to look in on

a Mrs O'Houlihan's liver functions.

What the hell was all that about?

Easy, Mark.

Well, you'd think he would have something

better to do than run around dispensing back-seat diagnoses.

What you have to understand, besides Gerry recovering from his burns,

he's also dealing with something called ICU psychosis.

Yeah, uh-huh...

Because of his pelvic fracture, he's been lying in bed too long.

I hate seeing him like this.

So do I. I've sedated him, so he'll be a little woozy at the ceremony,

but I don't plan to keep him on any kind of drugs.

You can't do anything else for him?

Well, maybe there is something I can do for him.

The best medicine I can give him is to send him home to you and the kids.

Oh! You mean it?!

Yeah, I mean it.

You're going to let Gerry out of here early?

Yeah, you've got to take care of him.

Oh, with pleasure! When?

Maybe as soon as tomorrow.

Oh!

Dr Caldwell, thank you!

Oh, sorry.

It's OK.

Can I go see him now?

Sure.

What brings you down here?

I came to see you.

You look different.

Do you like it?

I did it for you.

I've been thinking about you, Peter.

A lot.

I've wanted this for a long time.

Are you afraid?

No.

I want you to be afraid.

I want you to be afraid.

Not any more.

Now... Now, what is that for?

It's for all of us.

What are you talking about?

You were gonna rape me, weren't you?

Look, you were coming on to me!

I thought we were just having a little fun, you know.

Like the other women had fun?

Now look, Shirley...

What's the matter, Peter? Nervous?

Shirley...

Now you know what it feels like.

Afraid...

Oh, please, this is...

Now, I want you to be afraid.

Did you hit them? What did you make them do?

I didn't... I didn't...

I don't want to hear your lies any more.

I didn't touch them!

Say it, Peter.

Say it, you raped them.

Please...

Say it!

I raped them.

All of them?

No! No! Uh, no.

I wanted Cathy Martin again, but somebody else got her first.

Why Cathy?

Because she was the best.

All right, all right. Look, I'll...

I'll turn myself in, OK? All right?

Goodbye, Peter.

Code blue - in the morgue.