Original subtitles

Who are you?

Previously on St Elsewhere:

I'm afraid the best we can do is stabilise your heart, I'm sorry.

I feel bad about this, but you're going to have to tell her again.

We are not right for one another, Victor.

I really don't know what to say.

Just goodbye.

SCREAMS

Take it easy!

♪ Tito seco sopri... ♪

Tonight, on St Elsewhere:

Unless you really think I raped those women, do you?

Peter, I don't know who I believe.

We can get a tour bus, and a bar, and a hot tub,

and we can drive to Vegas.

I'd be better giving my patients a whiskey and a bullet to bite on.

Is it all like this?

Well, he shows me barking out orders and reprimanding residents,

I mean, it's a disgrace for the entire hospital.

(SHE SCREAMS)

♪ The sound of it is really quite atrocious

♪ If you said loud enough you almost sound precocious

♪ Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. ♪

Come on, Leticia, come on, Josh.

♪ Because I was afraid to speak when I was just a lad

♪ My father gave my nose a tweak and told me I was bad

♪ But then one day I heard a word that saved my aching nose

♪ The biggest word you ever heard, and this is how it goes

♪ Oh, supercalifragilisticexpialidocious,

♪ Even though the sound of it is really quite atrocious

♪ If you say it loud enough and you'll really sound precocious

♪ Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. ♪

APPLAUSE

OK, does anybody here know the song Bingo?

CHILDREN: Yes.

Well, you want to sing it?

CHILDREN: Yeah.

OK.

♪ There was a farmer who had a dog, and Bingo was his name, oh

♪ B, I, N, G, O

♪ B, I, N, G, O... ♪

Hey, Luther.

Hey, Dr Morrison, hey, Pete is missing Mr Entertainment's show.

He's at home with my brother, David.

Your brother is visiting from Seattle and you got him babysitting?

Good night, Luther.

♪ There was a farmer who had a dog and Bingo was his name oh

♪ B, I, N, G, O... ♪

Dr Morrison, didn't you say your brother was a cop?

Yeah, I had an uncle who was a sergeant with a BU campus police.

Mr Moreland, hey, see later, Dr Morrison, hey, I've got talk to.

Not now, Luther, I'm trying to track someone down.

Yeah, but this is really important.

So is this, you know that goof off who goes around singing all the time

when he's supposed to be working? Well, I told him to wax Ward D.

But Mr Moreland, listen, this is an emergency,

a boiler is about to explode.

What? Are you crazy?

No, I was just downstairs, and it was hissing and clunking,

and I'm sure it's going to blow.

OK, I'll check it out, but you go look for this clown.

Mr Entertainment?

Yeah, and you tell him I want him to wax Ward D

or I'll kick his bucket out of this hospital.

Yes, sir.

So, I had him handcuffed and in the back of the car

before I realised it was Paul Fenucci.

Rita's brother?

Lovely Rita.

Must be weird arresting kids we grew up with.

You miss Seattle?

I miss you, and Mum, Dad.

Last month and I was back there, it was like I'd never left.

The house, our neighbourhood, all the places he used to hang out.

I thought how great it would be for Pete to be able to grow up there.

So, why not?

I got back to Boston and I realised...

This is my home.

At least for now.

I like it here.

I've got good friends at the hospital.

I'm not going to bug you.

Listen, why don't you see if you can fly out on Monday,

stay for the weekend?

No, I've got to leave tomorrow, I've got morning watch on Thursday.

I wish I could have been with you more.

Don't worry about it.

Pete got to spend more time with you.

That reminds me, I took Pete to Cambridge today,

and I had something made up for him at the coop.

I suppose you got him signed up for the Police Academy.

Well, what do you want him to be, a doctor?

BABY CRIES

Let me get it.

Dr Martin, welcome back.

He's been gone so long I was beginning to think you've moved.

Thank you for the time off.

A little vacation?

No, I had the flu,

I don't usually get sick, but this really knocked me out.

Are you sure you didn't come back too soon?

You look a little tired.

I'm feeling much better.

Good.

Oh!

Cathy, are you all right?

Yes, much better.

So, what time shall we have lunch?

I can't, Phil, I have a whirlpool patient at 11,

and an ultrasound at 12.30.

OK.

Sorry.

So, we're still on for this evening?

Yeah.

All right.

Physical therapist, huh?

Yes, Fiscus.

Phil, you little slink, you, getting a little PT on the side.

I don't have to clear it with personnel,

because I'm in charge of the floor

while Rosenthal has had breast reconstruction.

Look, Colette and Bettina are supposed be working threes,

that's where I want them.

Jerk!

Ooh!

I don't care if you believe me or not, my grandfather died.

This is a smear campaign.

OK, so, be sure to tell her, I want you to assist.

Hey, you, stop right there.

Just who do you think you are?

Do you think this is some sort of country club?

We don't rearrange schedules so you can go to Utah

and ski when you get the whim.

I didn't go skiing, I went home to my grandfather's funeral.

You think I'm going to swallow that old line of baloney?

I don't care if you believe me or not, my grandfather died.

Hi, got your message.

Is that a tape of your documentary?

Dr Reckerwolf thought I might like to see it before it aired.

Thank God I did.

News crew follows me around for days

to document what it's like being a surgeon, and they come up with this.

I mean, this thing makes me look like some sort of an ogre.

It's a terrible distortion.

Come on, it can't be that bad.

You want a bet?

There's a hole in the left ventricle, Nurse Meade,

have an aorta balloon standing by.

What the hell is happening?

His chest wall is tightening.

His pupillary reflexes.

What? I don't want him regaining consciousness.

It's getting kind of light.

Stop blubbering, I don't know why I bother with you.

I'd be better off giving my patients a shot of whiskey

and a bullet to bite on.

Mudslinging 101.

Is it all like this?

Well, it shows me barking out orders and reprimanding residents,

and frankly, Donald, you look wooden.

I mean, it's a disgrace for the entire hospital.

When are they going to air it?

Tomorrow night.

Boy.

I mean, this sort of underhanded, yellow journalism is a travesty.

It shouldn't be allowed on the air.

Good luck.

His colleagues will tell you that he's a brilliant surgeon,

so will most of his patients,

but they'll also tell you he's a carping, cynical martinet,

above all, they'll tell you that Mark Craig is a prima Donna.

And do we really need that in a doctor?

Leech!

Ma?

Yes, Joseph.

It's never been like this.

Second time today.

Dr Morrison, do something.

BP is 90/65, respiration is shallow and his heart rate is way up.

Is my son dying?

He needs an emergency coronary operation.

I'll check the board.

Joe, you can't wait any longer,

we want to perform the operation I talked about.

But you told me the medicine you gave him...

It's not working.

Then something else, doctor?

We have to remove the obstruction blocking the blood to his brain.

If we don't do it now, he could suffer a stroke.

This operation, you will do it?

No, no, Mrs Canelly, I'm not a surgeon.

You must be there, doctor, please.

Craig is on his way to RR two.

Please.

Can you cover for me while I'm in surgery?

Sure.

Mrs Ross, I've given her 2141, can you check on her in an hour?

Right.

Hi, stranger, how you feeling?

Much better.

Mind if I join you?

Jackie, Canelly is on his way to surgery, I need his angiograms.

I thought I gave that back.

Nuh-uh.

Jack, I've been looking for you.

Why the hell are you going to visit Peter White in jail?

Not now, Wendy.

I have to live with the fact that that guy tried to rape me,

and who knows how many other women before he was caught, let him rot.

Peter is obviously very sick, and he needs help.

I'm not very concerned with what he needs.

Look, I don't condone what Peter did, but look at all he's been through.

I wouldn't be much of a friend if I abandoned him.

I couldn't care less about anybody.

He's my friend.

Well, what the hell am I?

Oh, Wendy.

You know, your idea of friendship is really warped, Jack.

Here.

Thank you.

I think they should castrate Peter White

and then kill him.

Wait a minute, you're telling me

you have a gig performing for terminal patients?

I'm going to be late. ♪ You want to know a secret... ♪

You've got to stop singing on the time,

otherwise orderlies going to want your head on a platter.

Mr Entertainment, you've got to stop.

You can't stop the music.

Well, at least turn it down, I mean, do your work, then boogie,

or else you're going to be fired.

Are you serious?

Yes.

I can't afford to lose my job.

Who can?

I'll try to curb myself.

Well, at least tone yourself down,

just keep it out of Moreland's sight.

Understood.

OK, thanks for the warning,

if you ever need me, just call out my name,

and you know, wherever I am...

I'll come running.

Oh, that's something you never told me.

What's that?

Your real name.

Justin.

Oh, Justin.

Justin Time.

♪ Just in time I found you, just in time... ♪

So, Jack, a little flight time in the OR?

Ah, it's great, isn't it?

Nothing like it in the world.

I'm happy being an internist.

Don't get defensive,

if you ask me, it beats looking down other people's throats,

pushing on their groins.

Right, Victor.

Would you rather be in the trenches where the rubber meets the road?

I think you made a wrong turn at med school, pal.

And we are about to hit a dead end.

Dr Craig.

Out of the way, Ehrlich.

Looking forward to the documentary tonight, sir.

Something happen in there?

No, Canelly's operation went great.

See you inside, Victor.

Save me a seat.

How are you feeling, Helen?

Bobby, tell me again,

I'm not just being vain.

You tell me, Helen.

You see, the day before I go to get my haircut,

I look in the mirror

and I think, well, maybe it's just fine, maybe I should leave it alone.

You know, right before I shaved off my moustache,

I felt the very same thing.

And then after I did, I realised it was the right thing to do.

Dr Burkhart, he did an excellent job on your mastectomy,

he left plenty of skin for the implant, you are going to look great.

See you a couple of hours. OK, Vijay.

Now that I'm finally here,

see what you can do with my nose.

Not on your life, Helen, I love your nose, quit stalling.

Let's go.

I wouldn't be bothering you like this, Doc,

at the end of the day, but the complaints are starting to pile up.

Have you discussed this with Mr Entertainment?

Oh, yeah, I've done everything, I've been lenient,

and reasonable, I've been friendly.

I don't want to fire this guy but nothing works.

It's a shame, people seem to like him.

Oh, sure, he's great.

But popularity is not going to get the floors mopped

or the trash emptied.

Do me a favour, one more chance?

OK, Doc, you're in charge.

Anything else in your mind?

Yes, this hospital could save a lot of money on fluorescent lights,

if we just put two in each fixture instead of four.

Don't you think these hallways are gloomy enough as it is?

My thought is that we can just...

SINGING

♪ Di squallor il suo tetto si copri... ♪

Buena sera.

And to you.

What are you doing?

I was trying out some new material, would you care to listen?

It's the part where Germont Senior asks Violeta to leave Alfredo

for the good of his sister's name.

Ah, no, thanks.

You're angry, I won't do it again.

Have you finished replacing the missing floor tiles

in ward four like I told you?

Not exactly, I had to sing for Mrs Blaine's birthday.

Oh, that's it, that's it, you're through.

Turn in your ID and your pass keys and get out.

Look, I didn't mean to let anybody down.

♪ There may be trouble ahead

♪ But while there's moonlight and music and love and romance... ♪

You see what I mean?

♪ Let's face the music and dance. ♪

We'll be approaching the dissection through the existing scar.

How's Roberta?

Urgh.

Something wrong?

Nothing that can't be annulled.

Roberta left for Philly to think and eat pate, no doubt.

Scalpel. Sorry things aren't working out.

You're thinking of getting married, right?

Maybe this summer.

Take my advice, buddy, don't.

Suction here, please.

I envy you, Dr Cauldwell,

you can create the woman of your wildest fantasies.

Hand me a size A implant, Victor.

One fun bag, coming up.

Less of the wise cracks.

Sorry.

I'm putting the implant underneath the pectoralis major,

why is that, Dr Ehrlich?

To guard against migration.

It's too small, next size, please.

Double your pleasure.

What the hell's with you, Victor?

I don't know, maybe it's this thing with Roberta,

lately I've been acting like such a...

Pig?

Whenever I'm around a woman, I start gawking out, acting like a jerk.

Being rude, insensitive.

She's unconscious, Victor.

Doesn't matter.

Listen, if you're not up to this, Dr Carlton can step in.

I'm a doctor, a professional, I'll do the job.

Good. How is she, Vijay?

Very well, her BP is 112/72.

Bobby, I once was engaged to a girl who could have used your services.

Deviated septum.

Deviated septum, stop it, Vijay,

I saw the woman, she could have used a basement to attic renovation.

That's it, take off, Victor, Carlton, get in here.

Suction, here.

First my personality, now my career.

Vijay, that bad, huh?

A real bow wow.

He'll have to rest quietly for the next few days, keep the head still.

I'll make sure.

No more attacks, right, Doc?

Dr Craig and Dr Meldrum think so.

You'll be able to get back to work in about a week or so.

Your neck's going to be sore for a while.

I guess it's worth it though,

I know you've been looking after the family.

I didn't do anything special.

Thanks, though.

Doctor Morrison, once the family is back home,

will you come again for dinner?

I'd like that very much.

Oh, I don't want you just saying that,

you are welcome in our home and to stay away would be very rude.

He wouldn't want to be rude to Ma, right, sis?

No.

How's Dominic?

He's fine, he misses you.

I miss him.

This morning, he woke up, I went into his room,

he rolled over, he was sitting up all by himself

and he had this big smile on his face, he was so proud of himself.

LOUD ELECTRONIC MUSIC

(SHE SCREAMS)

OK, um, Motor Boy, maybe you can start by telling me what happened

right after you saw the Generation X video.

Or anything else that you feel like talking about is all right too.

KNOCK ON THE DOOR

Yeah, come in.

Dr Ridley, oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were with a patient.

Oh, that's OK, actually, our session is up.

Well, same time tomorrow, all right?

Good, OK.

Well, I have to leave but you're welcome to stay here,

if you want to talk to me, I'll be some place in the hospital,

they can always find me.

Oh, and before you leave, don't forget to turn off the lights.

It's about Mr Entertainment, he got the axe and he's real depressed,

and I was wondering, if you have the time, can you talk to him?

Yeah, where is he?

Hi, Shirley.

Hi, oh, Dr Murray is waiting for her X-rays,

she said they were here but I can't find them.

Oh, she's got us both down here.

What the hell's the matter with me?

Don't worry, they're here somewhere.

No, one of my patients...

You once said that I care about my patients

more than anybody else in the hospital.

You do.

Well, I'm beginning to think that I do for all the wrong reasons.

Selfish reasons.

There's this family, and I've been using them.

Oh, what do you mean, using them?

Last week, when I went back to Seattle to stay with my parents,

it was supposed to be so they could take care of Pete.

Actually, they wound up taking care of me.

Hey, free laundry and home cooked meals, that's what families are for.

I know.

But it made me realise that when I'm here, I don't have one.

Well, you've got a pretty good support group here at the hospital.

Yeah, but it's not the same thing.

Ah.

I want to have a family again, Shirley.

There's nothing wrong with that.

But I feel like I'm violating Nina.

Come on, Jack, Nina's a hard woman to replace, give yourself time.

After she died...

I dreamed about her.

These wonderful dreams where we would talk, kiss,

and play with Pete.

And I couldn't wait to go to sleep at night.

It was like I could...

I was with her.

A few weeks ago when I started with this family the dreams stopped.

And as hard as I try...

Jack.

Oh.

Sorry, I need to check on a DOA that was brought in yesterday.

Parlot, Deborah I.

Her family is coming in later today.

Sure.

Did you forget your keys?

No, I have them.

Jacqueline, don't go in there.

What?

It's not safe.

Come on.

No, don't you understand? I can't go in there.

Are you all right?

No.

The reason I was gone for two weeks...

Peter White raped me.

Well, I worked at First Fidelity Savings on Charles Street

for six years, for five years as a teller.

And then I got promoted to loan officer.

That sounds like a good job.

Oh, it was, for a while.

People would come in and ask for money to buy a car,

or a boat, or a house,

or ice cream castles in the air.

And it made me feel really good, helping them out.

Only there were a lot of poor people too.

And I couldn't do a thing to help them.

You see, I couldn't help the people who needed it the most.

So, you quit?

No.

Um...

One day, a young couple came to my desk to refinance a loan

that I'd given them on a house in Somerville,

and they didn't qualify.

But I fudged the figures and loaned them the money anyway.

And I was found out, and, um, fired.

Well, we've all done things in our life that have embarrassed us,

but I think what you did at the bank came from basic altruism.

Really?

Yeah, the sooner you acknowledge it, the happier you're going to be.

Well, I'm happy now.

In your job, obviously you're not.

I mean, you're over qualified and you're bored,

and that's why you sing and don't work.

I've been fired from every job I've ever had.

So, then, it's never been your choice?

All right.

What if, you took control of your life, and did with it what you want?

I can see clearly now, the rain has gone.

OK, OK.

Let's have a fresh start, all right?

Now, my name is Michael Ridley, what's yours?

What's your real name?

My name's Bob.

Bob.

Bob Moran.

♪ Ba-ba-ba-ba-Bob Moran

♪ Ba-ba-ba, ba-ba Bob Moran... ♪

OK, wow, let me get this straight, you don't like the documentary.

It's garbage.

I'm devastated.

Everyone here at the station feels like this is my best work.

The production value was of the highest quality,

the script was moving.

Don't give me that crap.

Can I get you some coffee?

This tape is a sham.

And you're a disgrace to your profession.

OK, what is it exactly that you don't like about the documentary?

You told only half the story.

You know, when I agreed to do this,

it was an act of good faith on my part.

But you portrayed me and my colleagues as insensitive mechanics.

Celluloid doesn't lie, Dr Craig.

Now, if this documentary shows you in an unflattering light,

I suggest you take another look at yourself and not blame the film.

I'll tell you what I'm going to do, buddy boy,

I'm going to haul you and your whole fly by night operation in to court.

For what?

Slander.

Well, we've got something on our side called freedom of the press.

Look, I have a friend who's a judge,

I'm going to get an injunction

stopping you from airing this monstrosity tonight.

Doctors are something else.

You want people to think you're God.

The moment we pull back the curtain

and find nothing but intimidating tactics, you scream foul,

well, it's not going to work this time, Dr Craig.

We shot it, now we're going to air it.

I'd think twice if I were you.

Oh, is that a threat?

You bet it is.

I'll see you in court.

What's in there?

I cleared out my locker.

You're not depressed?

No, no, because Ridley helped me to see the light.

I've got to do what I want to do now,

take my shot at becoming a shining star.

I mean, no more singing in the stairwells,

I'm headed for the big time now.

It's going to be casinos and casinos in nightclubs.

Wait a minute, if you're looking to make a move,

you're talking to the right guy.

Really?

Yeah, absolutely. You couldn't find a better manager than me.

I could have you performing on stage tonight by ten o'clock.

Have another dream on me.

Oh, no, no, it's not a dream, I go to this place all the time,

called Kansas City Bar and Grill,

and every Wednesday night they have this amateur talent contest,

and you know what they say?

What?

Ain't nothing like the real thing.

Baby!

And if you win, you get $100.

Zippidydoodah.

You know what, this could be the start of a whole new life for us,

I can see it now,

we can get a tour bus, and a bar, and a hot tub,

and we could drive to Vegas,

you and me and Buddy Hackett playing black jack at the Sands.

You do play black jack, don't you?

Well, I played whist once while I worked.

Anyway, you'll be performing before thousands of adoring

and paying fans.

Well?

I'm going to Kansas City.

Kansas city, here I come.

♪ They got some crazy little women there

♪ And I'm a going to get me one. ♪

Yeah, you're an animal,

I'm going to meet you in the lobby, eight o'clock.

Dress to impress.

How you doing?

I'm OK.

What happened?

Uh, one of my cell mates had an acid flashback

and decided to try to make me part of it.

I wanted to say all these things.

Don't worry about it.

I'm just glad you came.

You know Myra hasn't even been to see me.

Yeah, I think she's afraid.

Does she really think I'm capable of doing what they accuse me of?

Does she really think I raped those women?

Do you?

Jack?

Wendy says you attacked her.

Well, Wendy has always had it in for me, and you know it.

The weird thing is, I went in there to try and make friends with her.

I don't know, she took it the wrong way, she started screaming,

the next thing I know, Fiscus jumps on me.

I didn't do anything wrong, Jack. You've got to believe me.

Peter, I don't know who to believe.

I've got a wife and kids.

I've got problems, I admit it, but I'm not a monster.

They're trying to pin those other rapes on me.

It's just like the entrapment case.

Can I do anything for you?

Get me out of here.

MUSIC PLAYS

SHOUTS FROM AUDIENCE

You're going out there a nobody and you're coming back a superstar.

Michael Jackson, move over.

The audience seems to like the act that's out there now.

Mr, trust me, that's strictly from hunger, tonight is our night.

Tonight you're mine completely, you give your love so sweetly.

But will you love me tomorrow?

OK, I'm going down the front, remember one thing,

your people, your fans, your crowd, and your public.

Mr Entertainment, don't let us down.

TRUMPETS PLAY

APPLAUSE

OK.

How about another round of applause?

This is it, I'm taking control of my life,

I'm being who I want to be, I'm doing what I want to do.

And I'm going where I want to go.

I know, but I'm the one that...

Right.

Yeah, right.

I understand.

All right, thank you, I'll see you next week, good night.

Who's that?

My ex-friend, Judge Farnham.

Oh, Mark.

No, I'm serious, I wait around all day for him to return my call,

and when he finally does, I don't get any results.

I take it he's not able to stop them from airing the programme.

According to Farnham, it has to air first,

and then we have to try and sue them.

Although, even so, he doesn't think we have a legal leg to stand on.

I think the ones you've got are pretty cute.

For Pete's sake, Ellen, this is serious.

Sweetheart, I think you're blowing this way out of proportion.

Once it's aired, it's too late, the damage is already done.

Spent a quarter of a century building my reputation,

only to have some myopic, two-bit director start chipping away at it.

While I stand by and watch?

'This is St Eligius Hospital, originally built as...'

I'm going for a drink.

'..It has since undergone extensive renovations,

'and in the late '40s became a public hospital.'

You know, when I was in recovery, I had this hallucination,

you taking off the dressing, and the bandages just kept unravelling

and unravelling and I kept telling you to hurry up,

but the more you tried to hurry, the more they unravelled.

There were these heaps of bandages piled up all over the floor.

Almost done.

There.

I want you to keep it immobile for at least a week.

When can I go back to work?

We'll see.

But, you see, I promised...

Helen, for once, give yourself some time.

The colour's excellent. So is the size and symmetry.

There's a little bruising but...

I want to see it.

Alone.

Thanks.

I'll be back in a few minutes to put on a new dressing.

Thanks, Bobby.

HE CLEARS THROAT

KNOCK ON DOOR

It's open.

Something you want?

My old job back.

I know what you're going to say but you don't have to worry.

I promise, no more Mr Entertainment.

I'm going to go back and be my old self, Lyle Brubaker.

You told me that before.

I know but this time it's different.

It's different.

I swear on the grave of Billie Holiday.

I don't know.

Please let me have my job back.

I'll concentrate, I'll do what I'm told.

Please.

Please.

You are a good worker when you concentrate.

OK.

Thanks, Mr Morgan, thank you.

But... no singing!

Under any circumstances.

Not a note, not a rest, not a G-clef.

Tomorrow morning, first thing, up to the solarium,

you wash all the windows.

Welcome back, Len.

Solarium, first thing, right?

Ellen. &gt

Ellen? &gt

Mark?

Are you asleep?

Yes.

I'm sorry, go back to sleep.

Oh.

Oh, Mark, where have you been? It's almost 1.00.

I told you, I was going for a ride. &gt.

When I hit New Hampshire, I figured I should turn around. &gt.

Any phone calls? &gt.

No.

No calls? &gt.

Well, my mother called. She loved the show. So did I.

Please, I don't need a lot of hollow sentiments right now. &gt.

Oh, honey, despite what you may think,

it was actually quite positive.

I looked like a moron. &gt.

You're too hyper-critical.

Oh, really? &gt.

Quote, Martinet, "primadonna."

Quote, "brilliant surgeon."

Don't cloud the issue.

&lt You're too demanding, Mark. Mostly of yourself.

You were that way back at Penn too.

WATER RUNNING

Maybe that's why you're so good at what you do.

All I know for sure is

that I fell in love with the biggest hard-ass on campus.

It's going to take a whole lot more than a silly TV show

to make me feel otherwise.

Mark?

Did you say something, honey?

For crying out loud!

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Ellen.

What?

I love you too.

(LAUGHING)

CRASHING

Excuse me.

It's time for me to wash the windows in here.

Go ahead.

Mr Entertainment.

No, no. I'm not Mr Entertainment any more.

My name is Lyle Brubaker.

I won't sing and I won't dance, don't ask me.

No, no, no, no.

I gotta stop doing that because I gotta do a good job

and the only way to do a good job is to concentrate on it.

Frank and Sammy and Deano would have done the same thing.

You seem like a smart lady.

If you'd had second billing to a dancing donkey,

could you have performed?

What are you talking about?

(CLEARING THROAT)

Not being good enough.

Why?

(STARTS TO SING) Because seasons change and so do I.

You need not wonder why.

No.

(GROANING)

I got to concentrate.

I tried it and I failed.

There, I said it. Hate me if you want to.

I don't hate you. I barely know you.

Well, back to washing windows and sweeping floors.

You know what it's like to have no options?

Yes, I do. You'll get used to it.

I don't like it.

I don't like thinking I'll always be an amateur.

There's no higher goal to attain than to make people happy.

Your singing makes people happy.

And you're still Mr Entertainment.

I am?

You still have your identity.

You should be glad you have one.

Mine was stolen.

There is nothing safe in this hospital!

There was another woman on floor west who had her purse taken.

She was real upset about it

and I told her the same thing I'm going to tell you. Carry a wallet.

What?

It wasn't your fault.

It was my fault. I...

tried to help him.

How could he have done that to me?

(SOBBING)

Well, don't worry.

Look, you can go to the DMV and get a new license and don't forget...

to cancel your credit cards.

And don't follow leaders, watch your parking meters.

No.

(SOBBING)

And don't be sad.

God, I wish it was that easy!

I understand.

No.

Really, I do.

Don't... be sad.

You want to borrow some money?

You can pay it back whenever you want.

No, thank you.

That's what friends are for.

Well, can I do something for you?

Sing me a song.

Please.

(CLEARS THROAT)

♪ Walked with no-one and talked with no-one

♪ And I had nothing but shadows

♪ Then one morning you passed

♪ And I brightened at last

♪ Now I greet the day and complete the day

♪ With the sun in my heart

♪ All my worries blew away

♪ When you taught me how to say

♪ Grab your coat and get your hat

♪ Leave your worries on the doorstep

♪ Just direct your feet

♪ To the sunny side of the street

♪ Can't you hear a pitter pat

♪ And that happy tune is your step

♪ Life can be so sweet

♪ On the sunny side of the street

♪ Oh, I used to walk in the shade

♪ With those blues on parade

♪ But I'm not afraid

♪ This rover's crossed over

♪ Oh, if I never had a cent I'd be rich as Rockefeller

♪ Gold dust at my feet

♪ On the sunny side

♪ Of the street... ♪