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How are ou do'in there Dr. Westphall?

Me and Kyle got a requisition to paint your office. Signed by Dr Auschlander.

Kyle.

He was right behind me.

Carl, this requisition is dated two weeks ago.

Oh ya.

Toilets on five west needed snaking. Set us way back.

Well there's a lot of work here.

This is going to be a heck of a distraction.

Oh, you won't bother us Dr Westphall.

I love the fall.

Oh, look at the color of those leaves.

Like they're on fire.

Here you are.

Hiya, Dr. Westphall.

Let's move the credenza.

Oh, the credenza, huh?

I thought they'd paint this place while you're out of commission with malaria.

The toilet's on fire with Westman and snaking, so I'm way back.

Good news.

Thornton Farnham called.

The board's willing to approve two of your outreach programs.

What'd we get?

Nutrition classes and resident community services.

Nothing about the family unit, outpatient clinic?

No.

African relief?

Donald, it's a start.

Oh, good, you're both here.

Not you.

Listen, my caseload has loosened up and Yvonne's stable, so I'm changing my plans

and taking her home to Clinton this afternoon.

Need any help chartering the med-vec flight?

Everything's taken care of.

I'll be staying there overnight.

Catherine and I once spent the night in Clinton.

I can't remember why.

Have a good trip.

Do you want to see me?

Yes, Jack.

Captain Gloria Neal is going to be arriving about noon today.

Oh, is that your friend from Washington, that whack?

Wave.

She's in the Navy.

Not another fire drill for the First Lady.

No.

No, she's coming to evaluate Colonel Cochran's condition for NASA.

I can understand why.

Did you hear that lame brain on the news last night?

Claims his illness purified him for some cockamamie religious crusade.

Nuts in space.

Hey, Carl, look at this.

Yes, doctor of the year, twice in a row.

Twice in a row, huh?

How many times have you been doctor of the year?

I have to meet Ellen in a bonds room before the flight.

See you tomorrow.

How's Cochran doing since you took him off the respirator?

Still has a slight case of purulent bronchitis.

I'm continuing the ampicillin.

The Guillain-Barre paralysis is resolving and his upper body strength is returning.

Yeah, well, I sent a copy.

The copy was filed to Captain Neal, but keep yourself available whether she's going to want to talk to you.

Okay.

Thanks.

I see what you mean by distractions, Dr. Westphall.

All the traffic you'll get in and out of here.

Don't see how you get any work done.

For balance, put this one here.

Go ahead.

John?

Hey, Dr. West.

Why don't you give up on this guy?

Ever since his operation, he doesn't give a ding-dong about anything.

He's totally apathetic.

Mr. Carlin, you promised you were going to be more friendly.

Why don't you talk to him?

All he does is sit here and watch the news all day.

Never talks to the rest of us.

Doesn't let us watch our favorite programs.

Why don't you give me a minute alone with John?

Oh, with Azure Play.

What a maroon.

Well, how are we doing today?

When Dr. Shimado operated, he took out the part of my brain that cares.

I was still groggy under the antidepressant.

Anesthetic, but that's what I heard you tell Dr. Auschlander.

You've done much better than we expected.

New and improved, now in a handy take-home size.

John, you really should try making new friends.

Get to know people.

I don't even know myself.

John Doe number six.

No wonder there's no snap, crackle, pop in my life.

Did your tests show that you can achieve your previous level of socialization?

You're just not making the effort.

Don't have to.

Just spray it on and whisk it away.

Why'd you let Shimado put up with it?

There's a hole in my head.

You would have died without the operation.

I'm going to an unmarked grave with a ring around the collar.

So, big deal.

John.

John, there was a time when discovering your identity was the most important thing to you.

Newscasters.

They know who they are.

Huntley.

Brinkley.

Good night, Chet.

Good night, David.

Walter Cronkite.

And that's all.

Here it is.

Edward R.

Murrow.

Good night, and good luck.

I got an idea.

Don't touch that dial!

What's the point, anyway?

Even if I knew who I am, the world is so bollocked up, I'm not even sure I'd want to be part of it.

I think I've got Excedrin headache number 68.

No more news.

It's too depressing.

I want you to watch shows that'll lift your soul.

Put a smile on your face.

Have a yabba-dabba-doo time, huh?

Exactly.

Hey, the white shadow.

Now you're in for some yucks, Mr. Doughboy.

Whoever thought of this one was a real smoothie.

Ugh.

Calling on city officials.

Well, but the next couple of days...

Firefighters will die... You chase that one more time, I'll break your face.

Mr. Carlin, remember what I said about being...

I'll break your face, please.

I bought that for the trip.

The Galeckis never thought to send Yvonne pajamas.

Yet they criticize the way we raised Stephen.

Well, they're going to have their hands full now, caring for Yvonne and Barbara.

Mark, you promised Barbara would live with us.

I miss her.

So do I.

She's as much our granddaughter as she is theirs.

Ellen, we've been over this a hundred times.

Our lawyers say that Stephen and Yvonne's will is airtight.

The Galeckis are Barbara's guardians.

I mean, do you think I sleep easy knowing a member of my family is growing up in a trailer park?

I called the registry and a nurse is on her way over to assist with the flight.

Takeoff from Logan is in two hours.

Fine.

Peggy, would you mind getting me another towel so that I can dry Yvonne's hair?

Sure.

How much longer?

How much longer is this going to take?

I'm almost finished.

Oh, Mark, I just want to hold her again.

I want to smell behind her neck.

Have her stare up at me with those big dark eyes.

All right, Ellen, I'll do my best.

I know you're a man of your word, Mark.

I'll see you at home tomorrow night.

With our granddaughter.

I want you to take a look at Mrs. Glover.

Stitches have been taken out.

Wounds clean and dry.

You think you got my department down, don't you?

That's why I get everything done.

Don't want anything to get in the way of our vacation.

What do you think about Bermuda, huh?

Coral reefs, savager seas.

What do you think of Mrs. Kilmartin?

Low-grade fever, peripheral edema.

Her diuretics have been restarted, per your order.

What do you say, huh?

Virgin Islands?

One little error in judgment, and he's scarred for life.

Oh, my God.

Yeah, it's good to see you, too.

Would you like the full profile?

I'm sorry, Bob.

Everyone's sorry.

Psst!

Is he gone?

Victor?

What's going on?

Jack, you need some advice.

On the run.

Two days ago, Mr. Boynton signed in for removal of a gangly in his arm.

That's all well and good, but later I found out Bob sold this guy in an eye lift, too.

So, what's the problem?

Come here.

Plastic surgery candidates are supposed to be highly motivated to change their appearance.

Boynton's not.

Talk to Bob.

Talk to Bob.

I did.

I did.

He said I've got a decision to make.

Either I button my lips or I can forget about completing my plastics rotation.

I've been avoiding them until I can figure out what to do.

Bob's performing unnecessary surgery?

Not so loud.

He lost his objectivity.

Word's out in the hospital mojo wire.

The resident review committee won't recertify plastics unless Bob brings up the number of elective surgeries.

Look, Victor.

Keep moving.

Bob's moods have been erratic since that girl on Cape COD slashed his face,

but I can't believe that he would knowingly schedule... Jackie, it's true.

Look, I know I'm a terrible person, a brown-noser and a glad-hander.

It'd stop at almost nothing to get ahead, but this is serious.

If I just sit by, I don't think I'd be able to live with myself.

I can barely live with myself as it is.

Oh, great, great, I'm trapped.

Not necessarily.

There's still someone else you can talk to.

Who, Westphal?

Craig?

No, Boynton.

Maybe he really does want the blepharoplasty.

Then you'd be off the hook.

Jackie, I knew you'd come through.

That's what Boynton does.

You know what amazes me, Victor?

What?

You actually have a conscience.

Yvonne?

Oh, nurse, would you get Dr. Craig, please?

Right away.

Yvonne?

Hi, this is Jim Rockett, the Tome of the new name of the message.

Gee, Deve, I don't know what you should tell Dan.

Deves are the voyages of the starship Enterprise.

You know, TV's filled with real people.

They know the craziest things.

Yeah, and they're only this tall.

Television's the mirror of our soul.

We look in, we see who we really are.

We look in, we see who we really are.

That's it.

I know who I am!

I know who I am!

Mary Richards!

I'm Mary Richards!

Hi!

Oh, I can turn the world on with a smile!

Hi!

Hey, hi!

Hi!

Right after I paged you, Yvonne closed her eyes again.

Yvonne, can you hear me?

Yvonne, I want you to watch my finger.

Watch my finger.

Yvonne, you're in a hospital.

Do you know who I am?

All right, let's get her ready for transport.

I want 130 milligrams of Pembopitol standing by to administer her first sign of seizure.

When we get downstairs, put her on an oxygen nasal cannula.

Mark, is Yvonne awake?

Return to full consciousness is difficult to predict.

Most likely, she's just entering a lighter coma.

All right, let's go.

It was obvious from the records that we sent that Colonel Cochran's going to be fine.

Why did the government spend the money flying you up here?

They want to get him home as quickly as possible.

How would you evaluate the Colonel's mental state?

Good.

He knows the paralysis is temporary, and he's hoping for a full recovery in

time to make his next flight on the space shuttle.

When his wife informed us about the dream he was having, we didn't think much of it.

Some astronauts experience varying degrees of delusions, nervous distress,

coordination difficulties.

But after a statement of the press, well, frankly, the brass got slightly tarnished.

Colonel, I'm Mrs. Cochran.

This is Captain Neal.

Hello, Captain.

Commander Healy asked me to pass along the best wishes of everyone at NASA.

He was a little surprised you didn't notify him of your change in medical status.

I'm sure you have a very good reason.

Well, you tell the commander not to worry.

This place is regular Navy.

Lousy food, clean sheets, and all the ice cream you can eat.

You're making remarkable progress.

Chuck held a drinking glass this morning.

Yesterday, he still couldn't move his fingers.

The paralysis is going away.

Of course, dear.

Christ is my physician.

Jesus Christ?

He's healing me spiritually, too.

Hosanna in the highest.

Perhaps you and I should talk alone.

Would you like to tell me about your dream?

The one you spoke about on television?

A dream doesn't really matter.

Lords open my eyes, that's what's important.

During my last flight, when I went outside the shuttle to repair the satellite,

it took courage, a leap of faith.

With my life support equipment, sustained me, had the NASA engineers done their homework.

But now, I realize that there's one leap of faith I've always been afraid to take.

Do I believe God is who he says he is?

After all, it's not who can conquer outer space, but who created it.

There is a heaven, and I have to be on that next shuttle because I'm going to walk with God and change the world.

Hey, Weiss.

We got a real problem here.

Good morning, WJM-TV newsroom.

Doe thinks he's Mary Richards.

Gotta go.

Mr. Grant, how are you this morning?

Let me get you a cup of coffee.

Look, Weiss, you can let your MD be your excuse, but I gotta say, this one's your fault.

He's been watching TV all morning, just like you told him.

Here you are.

Why don't we go to my office?

I really shouldn't leave my desk, Mr. Grant.

Can we talk here?

Mr. Carlin will watch your desk.

You mean Rhoda?

Don't be silly.

She doesn't work here.

She's just visiting on her way back from lunch.

Right, Rhoda?

Straighten out this fruitcake, will you?

Come on, John.

Come on.

Do you know what city you're in?

Minneapolis.

Boston.

You are not Mary Richards.

My mother says, Mary, isn't it lonely being a young, single, career woman freezing your can off in the Midwest?

And I say, gee, Mom, no, not really, because I'm surrounded by such wonderful friends.

Sometimes the people you work with aren't just the people you work with, you know.

John, just slow down.

By the way, I have a little party later.

Hope you'll come.

Bring Edie.

Oh, I...

Murray!

Murray!

Murray, Murray!

Caldwell was right about one thing.

Sales is a young man's world.

Tuck around the eyes might help me keep the winning edge.

Mr. Boynton, before you talk with Dr. Caldwell, did you ever give serious thought to having plastic surgery?

Not at all.

You know, at one time, I was the top go-getter in the company.

There's nothing wrong with looking your age.

Take it from someone who's looked 12 for the past 18 years.

You don't think I should have the surgery?

That's not what I'm saying, exactly.

Let me ask you, did you talk with Dr. Caldwell at length about having the blepharoplasty?

The what?

The eye tuck.

Oh, no.

But you have considered this carefully.

Not really.

Just seemed to make sense while I was having the ganglia removed.

Mr. Boynton, having the tires rotated while you're having the oil change in your car is one thing.

Talking about a cosmetic adjustment, it's going to alter the way you look for the rest of your life.

Maybe I should give the idea some more thought.

Wish you would.

I'm not in any hurry.

I can always have it done later on.

Yeah.

Would you put the 86 on the surgery for me?

You don't have to ask twice.

I'll withdraw the authorization immediately.

Dr. Ehrlich, good advice.

Completely out of character, believe me.

Listen, Phil.

Not now, Victor, I'm late.

Roxanne's waiting in the OB lab.

The Valeri fertilization?

I'm to attend this party as Murray Slaughter.

And I as Mr. Grant.

You're joking.

No, on the contrary, I'm serious.

This party will enable John to establish meaningful social contacts, even if only

in the sheltered environment of the psych ward.

Do you suspect a calculated behavior on his part?

My guess, it's only an attempt for secondary gain, getting our attention.

What about his gender conversion?

That's no more harmful than Uncle Mildy in drag, or a young boy trying on his mother's shoes.

You only have a problem when that boy starts wearing down the heels.

Simon, how can you joke about this?

Daniel, I'm happy for John.

This is his first ever significant social interaction since the operation.

He's even trying to befriend Mr. Carlin.

I can't go along with you on reinforcing John's delusion that he's a TV character.

We're not, we're not, but we should, we should respond positively to his invitation.

But why did he choose to be Mary Richard?

They're kindred spirits.

They're both single, both searching for their identities in a topsy-turvy world,

and the fact that Mary has a job at a news station gives her even more credibility in John's mind.

Viewers sit in front of their televisions, believing the characters they see there actually exist.

Eat, breathe, sleep.

People enjoy projecting themselves into fantasy.

Our lives get dull.

If TV gets dull, you change the channel.

Change life.

You actually think this penalty will be good therapy for John?

Yes, I do.

All right, I'll attend with misgivings.

Good.

Oh, uh, Daniel, if you could be anyone on television, who would it be?

Trapper John.

He's a reassuring doctor who never fails to save his patients.

How was lunch?

It was great.

Very nice.

Thanks for recommending it.

Speaking of lunch... Let me get you a chair.

Oh, don't bother.

I have to meet Dr. Weiss up in psych.

He's done some tests on my astronaut.

You think Cochran's crazy?

Just covering all the bases.

My job is to assemble information and get the colonel back to Bethesda.

So once he's there, then the experts can determine how sick he is.

Exactly.

My responsibility falls somewhere between welcome wagon hostess and escort service.

And that's enough for you?

Sure.

You know, in med school, you were so full of promise and enthusiasm.

That was because I was the only woman desperate to impress.

You know, if I learned anything at all in Ethiopia, Gloria, it's that we can't let our talents just slide away.

We have too many benefits that other people don't have.

When you're intense, you're so sexy.

Well, I've got to go.

Dinner at my hotel?

You're on.

The fertility drug worked great.

Eight healthy ovo were ripe and ready for the pill.

How many will be used for implant?

Three.

Even though each embryo only stands a small chance, we don't want Perry ending up with a litter.

Chandler, what did you learn about having babies?

Junior high, biology.

And three girls who hung out together.

Cookie and the twins.

Then I'll skip the basics and cut right to the in vitro fertilization.

Okay.

Terry's ova have been maturing in a nutrient solution for six hours.

I never forget the day my mother told me she was pregnant.

You'll need to check periodically to make sure that the cells are dividing properly.

I was so excited.

Another brother, or maybe even a sister, she'd say to people,

you better leave me alone or my big brother will beat you up.

Time to introduce Mrs. Valeri's eggs to Mr. Valeri's sperm.

I remember being so protective of her.

I didn't want anything to happen to that baby.

At the start of the third month, she miscarried anyway.

All the potential for a human being, everything the Valeri child will ever be, is decided.

The instant Ken's sperm penetrates Terry's egg, sex, hair color, eye color,

height, weight, inclination to hang out with Cookie and the twins.

What's interesting about life is the surprise.

We're gaining knowledge, unraveling DNA.

Do we lose mystery?

The secret's still there, Chandler.

Take a look.

A creation of life.

The bruises on her face are gone.

The people here should have taken care of that paperwork.

Spike Jones Medical Center.

Let me help.

I can do it.

Do you want to visit with your daughter or fill out forms?

Let me handle the insurance company, too.

I've had experience in these things.

So where's Barbara?

My son Glenn's looking after her.

She's a little young to be left alone.

He and his wife have had experience bringing up their own children.

Yvonne's awake again, sweetheart.

Sweetheart.

Yvonne, I want you to grab my hand.

Come on, reach for my hand.

Jean, step in.

Meet Arise.

Bonnie?

Louder.

It's Mom and Pop.

You're home.

Don't go.

We'll want a physical therapist up here to evaluate, assuming this dump has one.

Yvonne didn't recognize us.

She doesn't know who we are.

Opening her eyes is a positive sign.

There's still a chance your daughter will have a full recovery.

You believe in miracles.

I believe in possibilities.

There's no telling how complete Yvonne's recovery might be.

I mean, this is the start of a long haul.

It's going to be hard work for you both.

I'm going to check into the hotel, and I'll stop back here after dinner.

Well, you're going to stay with us.

No, no, uh, thank you.

But I have a reservation waiting.

When we were in Boston, you invited Patty and me to stay at your home.

I don't want to put you out.

We're not good enough for you, is that it?

Now, Patty doesn't want to have dinner, but I'm going to take you to the best restaurant in the world.

I'm going to take you to the best restaurant in town, and after that, we'll go back to the trailer.

Okay, again.

Why'd you do.

That?

I just thought it might help Dr. Morrison with what he's doing.

Have a good rest, Colonel?

Wisdom is often revealed to us while we sleep.

Commander Healy wants me to speed up your transfer to Bethesda.

Why?

We'll be more comfortable if we can.

We can monitor Colonel Cochran's progress ourselves, prior to the next space shuttle.

I've been praying.

I don't know why or what he has planned for me, but the Lord wants me to stay here.

He does?

God will give me my watchword when he's ready.

Well, maybe you've misinterpreted his will.

In any case, I'm afraid you really don't have a choice.

This is an order from Commander Healy.

I can't serve two masters.

Chuck.

If we go to Bethesda, I'll send for the kids.

They can come up from school in Texas.

We'll all be together.

No.

Colonel, please, come with me now or you could be facing AWOL charges and a court-martial.

NASA will have a battalion of military quacks dissecting me.

Give me a little help here, would you, Dr. Morrison?

If Dr. Morrison refuses to discharge me because of medical reasons, then I'm within regulations.

Can I sign the release form?

Stay out of this, Joe.

Don't let them take me.

They're jealous because I found the way.

And they haven't.

They're going to destroy me.

The colonel has developed a slight case of bronchitis.

That hardly constitutes a reason not to transport.

If I weren't in the military, just anybody off the street, would you let this happen?

I won't discharge Colonel Cochran.

He's obviously upset.

What's a few more days here?

You're both making a big mistake.

I'm going to speak with Dr. Westphall.

Mrs. Cochran, maybe you'd like to join me.

Erlich!

Erlich!

What?

What's going on?

You tell me.

Offering contradictory medical advice to a patient?

Canceling surgery without authorization?

What, Mr. Boynton?

Going behind and attending's back is a good way to get your butt kicked out of this hospital.

Look, Bob, I know you're all stressed out because of the accident.

That has nothing to do with this.

Now, I want you to go talk to Mr. Boynton and tell him you acted rashly.

He doesn't need the surgery, okay?

And just because your department's in trouble... St. Eligius is a teaching hospital.

If you don't learn how to do proper procedure here, where will you?

That still doesn't justify unnecessary surgery.

This is elective surgery.

There's every reason to believe the patient will benefit.

Unnecessary surgery is totally different.

All the risk, no gain.

You reschedule Boynton for tomorrow.

You cross me again, and I'll come down on you so hard you won't be able to get into barber school.

I'm still gonna have to go to Craig about this.

When he gets back, that is.

Who do you think he is?

Who do you think he's going to listen to?

The surgeon he recruited personally from Duke?

Or the department clown?

I'm drawing the third embryo into the syringe.

Okay, relax your knees a little.

I'm placing the speculum.

This is as much fun as your artificial insemination.

I've seen you so often at this angle, I feel like yodeling to you up the canyon.

Lie back and let her get the little squirts into the uterus.

I'm going to run the catheter into the uterus and transfer the embryo.

Yeah, let's hope one of them digs in and settles down.

Hey, if this works, do me a favor.

Don't name your baby something stupid.

I mean, what ever happened to the old names?

Like John, Mark, Thomas, Bruce.

I had an uncle named Norbit, Ulysses, David.

So much for the old names.

There's toddlers running around today with names like Dawn and Heather.

My niece's name is Heather.

Sorry.

Don't be.

She's a brat.

Look, it's simple.

You just hit the little ball back and forth over the net.

You'll catch on.

You see, you see, chuckles live to make people laugh.

You know, a little song, a little dance, a little salsa down your pants.

But you know, after he was killed, I said, it's just not funny.

The man was shot to death in a peanut costume by an elephant.

Bye, Gordy.

I treasure you people.

Rhoda, you finished all the Swedish meatballs.

I made them specially for Phyllis and Lars.

Phyllis and Lars aren't here.

They never will be.

They don't exist.

And the only meatball around here is you.

Oh, Rhoda.

Look, I'm telling you, I'm not Rhoda.

Ted!

So glad you could make it.

Um, where's Georgette?

Georgette's not coming, because that's not Ted.

I'm not Rhoda, and you're not Mary.

Rhoda, you know, you've been so grumpy ever since Joe dumped you.

Bess!

That's not Bess either.

Face it, though, you can't be Mary Richards if you don't have the legs.

Mr. Grant, Murray, so glad you could make it.

Don't tell me you're buying into this Mary Richards stuff.

Thank you for inviting us.

It's a lousy party, right, Mayor?

Rhoda, I wouldn't say that it's a lousy party exactly.

More like this party's really...

not... not... lousy.

I haven't had this much fun since I was rolfed.

Oh, Mr. Grant, I... I made everyone so miserable.

All I wanted to do was...

have some friends over and have a party.

I tried...

really... hard.

This punch is a little warm.

I'll get more ice.

Sue Ann?

Sue Ann!

The happy homemaker!

I'm glad you had me confused with someone else.

Yeah, I'm Mary.

You know, Mary.

Sorry.

Pushing and shoving down here.

The referees are gonna have to... Well, let's get you in the car.

I don't know.

Not much of an appetite not much of a meal too much lemon juice on the veal scallopini or whatever that was Please.

Play darts.

Only when I can't get a Lane at the bowler drone.

Want to throw around until the apple brown Betty shows up?

No, not really.

Steve said you were competitive.

What's wrong with being competitive?

What else did Steven say about me?

He did enough that you have to ask.

What's the game?

Oh, no.

I don't want to steal your money.

Just try.

Oh, that's a rotation.

Isn't it, Chuck?

I think I can afford that.

You know, Steve and I had a lot of good times here.

I thought you were good at this game.

No, Craig, you may not like me, but your son did.

And he trusted me.

That's why he said we would give Barbara the best life possible.

That's why he named us to take care of the child.

I'm sure you'd like to believe that.

Truth of the matter is, giving you Barbara was Stephen's way of slapping me in the face.

One last time.

Bullseye.

Bullseye.

Mona, stop it.

Just because I didn't invite Brenda.

Hey, guys, tell them what a great party this is.

Look at me, Frank.

I came full of doubt.

I'm going to throw a great shindig.

Everybody's having a terrific time.

See?

Oh, no.

What's the matter?

Nobody's supposed to be having fun.

Mary always throws lousy parties.

Everybody has a rotten time.

This is my world, and welcome to it.

James Thurber.

Maybe I'm not married.

Now we're making progress.

If I'm making progress, why am I feeling so unhappy?

That's part of the process.

That's mine.

Watch out, you.

Come here.

Come on.

Oh, I know you.

You're Mr. Coleman, WJM station manager.

First you fired everybody except Ted, and now you want to hurt Rhoda,

well, you're going to have to go through me first.

You must stop that now.

Come on, John, are you all right?

John, are you all right?

Come on, Mr. Murray.

I think so.

Sit down over here.

Oh, but I committed a violent act.

Mary would never ever do that.

You took it on the chin from me.

Only a real friend would do that.

Yeah.

Call me Rhoda.

No.

I'm not Mary.

We've just been canceled.

Let's move this back.

Move this back, huh?

Ma'am?

Oh, excuse me.

You like being a stewardess?

I'm a captain.

No kidding.

Which airline?

Uh, fellas, would you excuse us, please?

We'll be off at the clock in ten minutes.

Yeah, we don't finish tonight.

There's no telling when it's gonna get done.

Well, I'll take my chances.

Thank you, Donald.

Dr. Morrison tried to stop me from transferring Colonel Cochran.

One thing's for sure.

NASA won't be sending the colonel.

I think he's returned from space a born-again mess.

I guess I just don't understand why his spiritual awakening should disqualify him.

He's shouting from the mountaintop about walking with God.

The public's going to think we're sending religious zealots into space.

They'll lose confidence in NASA.

And NASA's going to lose some tax money.

The fact of the matter is there is one mission control, and Colonel Cochran is no longer interested in taking orders.

His abilities are impaired if he's clearing everything through the Book of Genesis.

Well, you know better about that than I, but, um, well, I just hope you aren't

making protocol more important than your patient.

Donald, why are you being so glib?

Oh, look, Gloria, if the patient wants to stay here, his doctor agrees with him, for whatever reason.

Now, that should be the end of the discussion.

And I know in a normal circumstance you'd respect that, but you're putting PR before patient care.

I listened to what the colonel had to say.

Did you really?

Knowing you were supposed to make this easier, that's why they sent me.

Well, Gloria, I'm very sorry, but Dr. Morrison feels that it's in Cochran's best interest that he remain silent.

I'm going to stand behind that decision.

Are you serious?

Morrison is just blowing smoke to cover Cochran's tail.

Tell you something, both times you've come to this hospital, I've never seen you function as a doctor.

And frankly, for all intents and purposes, I don't think you really are one anymore.

Why are you dumping on me for doing my job?

Because you're letting yourself be swallowed up in that system, and you don't even know it.

This system sent me around the world, educated me in a dozen schools,

let me travel through more countries than I can count.

Then why is it you know so little about people?

Well, I guess this means we won't be sleeping together tonight.

It's been great seeing you again, Donald.

This place is exactly the same.

Ellen.

The damn neighborhood cats are at it again.

Said to watch your head when you get up.

Ellen.

Oh, you are wet, young lady.

Yeah.

A little hungry, too, huh?

Yeah.

It's okay, Papa.

Take care of that.

You always get up in the middle of the night with Barbara?

Well, usually.

Well, wife's had her all day.

Yeah, so I think I'll give Patty a little rest.

Besides, it gives me a little more time with Barbara.

There you go.

Okay.

Would you heat up the bottle out of the fridge?

There's a pan of water over there on the stove.

Here you go.

You don't want to boil it.

No kidding.

Let me ask you a question.

How did you raise three kids in this sardine can?

Well, we had a house.

My father built it on a piece of land.

It's still up the road a ways.

A lot of love and care that went into that house.

Why would you move?

We sold it so the kids could go to a decent college.

It's not right that they have to start out life on their own with college loans up the wazoo.

I tried to help my kids the way my father taught me.

He came from Hungary in the early 1900s and didn't have a cent to his name.

He was lucky he got a job sorting mail on a train out of New York City to Buffalo.

Ran right through Clinton here.

It was Dad's dream to... buy a little piece of land, get us kids out of the city and up here.

He wanted the best for his kids, and that's what I want for mine.

Cost you your father's dream.

Well, sometimes to get ahead, you got to take three steps forward and one step back.

Where are your sons now?

Les with Hewlett Packard.

He's with Computers.

Gene Jr., he's a civil engineer down in Connecticut.

He should be proud.

Ah, they're good boys.

I meant of yourself.

Barber's bottle must be ready now.

Mark, I want to thank you for what you're doing for Vonnie.

I watched you at the hospital today.

You treat her as if she were one of your own.

She's part of my family.

About what you said at Berzer's, about Steve.

Stephen came to trust you.

Now I know why.

Here we go, Barbara.

Oh, uh, your turn.

Come on, little one.

There you go.

This one.

There you go.

So it's settled, then.

A week from now, you and I will be vacationing in Barbados.

Mm, sounds good.

There's a man thick and hot.

Sultry.

Just like I like my women.

If I wasn't so tired, I'd Bury my fist in your chest.

I'm gonna close my eyes a minute.

Keep talking.

No, you just relax.

Feels nice to sit here with my arms around you.

I just can't stop thinking about babies.

Little friends.

Little fat faces.

Some person walking around that you made.

That loves you unconditionally.

That looks to you for everything in its life.

It's so bad they can't change their own diapers.

Diapers?

That's the least important part.

Not if you're the one doing the changing.

Oh, I am.

Welcome back.

What are you doing here?

I couldn't wait for you at home.

I was too excited.

Where's Barbara?

Up in the nursery?

No.

She isn't with you.

I hate you for this, Mark.

You're nice, Dr. Auschlander.

You're the father I'm not sure I ever had.

I really appreciate you taking me out for this walk.

Nothing like the morning air and a good night's sleep to clear one's head.

Back to being John Doe number six.

I never could have been Mary Richards anyway.

I haven't got spunk.

I hate spunk.

Someday you'll find out who you are without the distraction of television.

Well, I thought, you know, having someone else's identity was better than having no identity at all.

You know, at night, I lay in my bed in the psych ward and I hear, I hear names being

paged over the PA and I'm thinking, what if I'm being called and I don't even know it?

There is nothing more terrifying than not knowing who you are, Dr. Auschlander.

You've got a lot of friends who want to help you, John.

I'm gonna make it after all.