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You know what's going on this very minute in this very hospital?

A lustful, wanton affair is taking place under our very noses, that's what.

How about it?

Me?

Look, I'm sorry, but I don't get off duty till 6.

That's okay. My party doesn't start till 6.15.

You're going to tell me you can make him walk again?

No. I'm not bucking for wonder, Doctor. You're going to put him through a lot of

hell. I invited you here tonight because you needed the boost, not me!

It was my idea to take you off emergency. I thought you might meet

somebody who'd get your mind off that other creep.

Pettit, this could put you on your feet. You could be walking.

And I also could be dead, Doctor.

This is incredible, ladies and gentlemen.

Only half the race is over and already 50 runners have dropped out. We have to

hope somebody makes it to the finish line.

I am at the most rigorous part of this run, a long uphill grade. This is where

we'll separate the men from the boys.

Or girls, for that matter. Almost half the runners here today are women. We're

going to take our mobile unit down to the finish line now, so we'll be right

back talking with some of the early finalists.

Okay, fellas, let's move to the finish line. Excuse me, folks.

All right, since we're wrapped up here, we're going to move down to the finish

line, and I'll talk to you when we get there.

Stop! Stop! Hey, wait a minute! It should be about ten minutes.

Don't worry about that shoe. Medicare will cover it.

Hey, Don!

Someone will be right with you.

How far did this one get?

Well, he's not a jogger. He's a photographer.

He was shooting the run when he was hit by a TV mobile unit.

Anything broken?

Yeah, my tripod.

Three places.

Shoulder might be separated.

All orderlies.

Extra gurneys are needed in emergency.

All orderlies. Gurneys needed in emergency.

Gloria,

give me 10 milligrams of MS.

Earth to Gloria.

What's this?

Oh, uh... Ten milligrams of morphine.

I'm sorry, Doctor.

And don't forget the syringe.

What's with ripples?

Bad heart.

She broke up with her boyfriend.

Somebody broke up with that?

Look, this is going to be the event of the season. Money is no object. After

all, my father is...

I'll put him in room three. Give him a cervical collar. I'll be right there.

Now, how much is your pate de foie gras?

That much.

There's quite a bit of fluid on that knee. I'm going to need some. How far

into that's the grab? I know.

Look, here's my registration.

I want to tell you that I got a dent in my car as big as a basketball.

You're in the way. Can it wait? Wait?

This guy ran right into the back of my car and didn't even stop to leave a

note. It's a clear case of hit and run.

Hey, I thought your job was to ease the pain, not encourage it.

Speed it up, Gloria.

I was just looking... Look, I know you've got some problems, but so have

we. Now, if you're going to get depressed, do it on your own time, all

right? I'm sorry, Doctor.

Mr. Pettit, we're going to send you over to x-ray, and we'll get some films of

your shoulder, and then we'll make you comfortable.

Give him the shot and get him admitted.

Hey, Gloria, cheer up.

After all, things could be worse, you know.

Brancusi. Brancusi. You been getting any complaints about her lately?

Have you?

I ask you first.

It's nothing, Trapper. She just broke up with... What's his name?

She's a little out of it, that's all.

But it's affecting her work. Who said it's affecting her work? Well, as I

understand it, you did.

Ah.

Well, maybe it wouldn't hurt to take her off emergency for a while.

Put her on the floor with lighter cases, you know, people who would take her mind

off her troubles, cheer her up, give her a boost, make her feel needed.

Why do I get the feeling that all of a sudden you're going to burst into song?

What about that intestinal bypass in 409? Now, he's young, he's eligible.

Don't do it. He looks a lot better since he lost that weight. You're meddling.

Okay, what about the new guy, that photographer? He's a nice guy.

Okay, I'm taking lunch orders.

What's today's special?

Wieners Provincial.

That sounds yummy.

I'll take a turkey sandwich.

And you'll have one sashimi, one combination sushi, and heavy on the

horseradish. That'll be $4.50.

She knows you like a book.

No, she does, does she?

I'll have the Wieners.

But you always have the sashimi.

Wieners.

Provence.

Even if it kills me.

Don't you guys have a bullet or something I can bite on?

We used our last bullet in surgery this morning.

You know, I'm a big fan of yours. You do great things with color.

Thank you, sir. Allow me to return the compliment.

Baby blue. Looks great with my tan.

You can save yourself the trouble with the legs.

How did it happen?

Motorcycle accident about five years ago.

I wanted to buy this guy's bike. Took it for a test run.

We both flunked.

What about surgery?

Wasn't anything done?

It was a noble effort.

You felt that?

Doesn't mean anything.

Legs have a mind of their own.

Yeah? Uh, no, no, Stanley, I'm running late. Just want to remind you, Friday

night, conservative suit, keep jewelry to a minimum.

Not that you ever wear anything gaudy, John. Fine, Stanley. What's Friday

night? Dad's birthday party. I'm throwing him a big bash.

I want all my people at the hospital to get to meet the chairman of the board. I

can't make it, Stanley. Other plans. Sorry. Oh, you kidder.

Starch already told me you don't have anything else to do that night.

A knowledgeable lover. You'll be there. Listen, don't go to any great expense

for Dad.

Try to keep your gift under $100.

Starch, what is this about a party for old man Riverside?

Oh, it'll be great. All the milk and cookies you can eat.

Don't worry about it, Trapper. I've already taken care of it.

Look, Starch, we have to talk.

Well, listen, don't worry about a gift. No gift.

I'm not going.

Oh. Well, in that case, I'll tell the florist to... No.

No flowers.

No presents. No anything.

And from now on, please, I will accept my own party invitations.

Just remember, you are my scrub nurse. You are not my secretary. You are not...

My mother.

Well, thank you.

Boy, you try to be Mr. Nice Guy, and where does it get you? You try to work

around a man's faults, and where does it get you? Fault?

Uh-huh.

Now it comes out at last. I have a fault.

No, Trapper.

I didn't say fault.

I said fault.

Such as?

Let me count the ways.

For openers, you are predictable.

In everything you say, everything you do, day after day, year after year,

you're a man who's in a great big predictable rut.

Well, then, why don't you just run around this old hospital and find

another carefree, madcap, unpredictable doctor?

Thank you, thank you, I will.

Oh, and with the greatest of pleasure.

The pleasure is all mine.

Well, hello.

Flowers? For me?

Ah, you shouldn't have.

I didn't.

Hey, you remember me?

We met in the emergency room yesterday.

I remember you.

You were the gorgeous creature with the overdeveloped tear ducts.

Hey, what do you know?

It's from the guy that hit me.

I never had flowers in my truck driver before. Put this under your tongue. If I

do that, I won't be able to talk.

Oh, you catch on fast.

Oh, another bad day, huh?

I'm having a fine day, thank you.

What's the matter, sweetheart?

Afraid I might run a dope on you?

That's terrible, Bogart.

How about it was a terrific Soapy Weimer?

Not too many people can do him.

True.

Are you always in such a good mood?

Why shouldn't I be?

I've got a separate shoulder, broken camera, two bum legs, and a gorgeous

angel of mercy who can hardly wait to shut me up.

What more can a guy ask for? I'll be right back. Keep that under your tongue.

Hey, we ought to do this more often.

Let's get together someday over lunch and talk over old times.

You're crazy.

Uh-huh. I suppose you got a pill for that, too.

Under the tongue.

You, uh, redecorating?

You want to speak with me about something?

Yeah.

That photographer in 402?

Pettit?

I'd like to keep him here a little longer. Run some tests.

What, for a separated shoulder?

His legs.

You're going to tell me you can make him walk again?

No. I'm not bucking for wonder, Doctor, but I was examining him this morning,

and he's got some movement in his legs now. It's a hunch, but I think his

condition might be operable.

Does he know about your hunch?

Not yet.

Well, let me tell you something, pal.

That is a very complicated and a very delicate piece of surgery.

You raise his hopes, and it doesn't work.

You're going to put him through a lot of hell.

I'm not going to keep anything from him. He's going to know all the facts.

Do you know all the facts? I mean, you're talking about the spine.

Oh, sure, surgery can make a man walk again, but there is no guarantee.

Well,

I think Pettit can deal with the odds.

What about you?

How are you going to deal with it if it fails?

Well, I knew I could count on you, Trapper. Thanks a lot for the support.

...scheme where I invite one guest, the most beautiful nurse in the entire

hospital. How about it?

Me?

Yeah. Most beautiful nurse could make it, so I guess you'll do it.

Look, I'm sorry, but I don't get off duty till 6.

That's okay. My party doesn't start till 6.15.

You're kind of pushy, aren't you? Yeah.

Oh, no, don't bother to dress.

You know, I couldn't find a single tux in this entire hospital.

Unbelievable.

You know what's going on this very minute in this very hospital?

Do I get a clue? A lustful, wanton affair is taking place under our very

noses, that's what.

And we weren't invited?

John, those people are carrying on with no respect for hospital rules and

regulations. What's more, they are defacing hospital property with

streamers and crepe paper and... Crepe paper I was counting on for Dad's party.

It's that Pettit fellow, John. I'm going to confront him on this.

Don't bother, Stanley. I'll take care of it.

Good, good, John. Before everybody gets the idea that they can just use any old

crepe paper they find.

After all, I have first dibs on it.

Nostrofia. Salud.

Dr.

McIntyre.

Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you.

I don't want to intrude. I'm just making the rounds.

Came to the right place, doctor.

Would you care for a drink? Type O, very dry.

I think Dr. Gates has you scheduled for some x-rays tomorrow. Hey, man, I'm

clean.

Carry on, nurse.

Just cheering up the patient, sir. You know, on the line of duty.

Part of the job.

Right on.

Oh, wow.

Now, where were we?

Maybe the doctor's right.

We shouldn't overdo.

Why don't we just call it a day, huh?

What are you doing?

Well, suddenly I'm very tired.

You're tired?

Look, you did a great job. All in the line of duty. Cheering me up, humoring

me. You did your good deed for the day, so why don't we just call it a day, huh?

Wait a minute. No, you wait a minute.

I invited you here tonight because you needed the boost, not me.

And I thought maybe I could do something for you.

Trouble is, I didn't realize you were still doing your job.

I don't understand. You did a terrific job, and you're a great little nurse,

and I'm going to put in a good word for you, okay? Thanks for stopping by.

Now, good night.

Good night.

Then there's no chance of a reconciliation.

What about a trial separation?

No way.

Trapper and I are finished.

Kaput. See what I can do.

I have to warn you, you've been out of circulation for a long time.

It's not going to be easy finding a new doctor.

All good ones are taken.

Believe me, right now I'd settle for anything.

Fact is, there's no opening for a scrub nurse.

Surgeons are all pretty well staffed.

Well, then, who's left?

Now, here's what we're going to do.

The orchestra will go right there, and the buffet will be right down here,

spread very nicely. The cake can go right there.

And, well, we'll have to get rid of the table and the chairs, roll up the rug,

get the floor polished very nicely for dancing.

I'm going to tell Gonzo to get that thing out of the parking lot before the

party. I want to use that space for valet parking.

Now, have you double-checked with the Forrests?

Stanley, I'm not your social secretary.

I'm a scrub nurse, remember?

And a darn good one, too, and don't think I don't know it, lady.

Just imagine, Starch, you and I working side by side, together.

Hand in hand, easing pain and suffering, giving new meaning to the word medicine.

And another thing, call the caterers and order another dozen kazoos for the

party.

Doc, watch the shoulder. It's a little sore.

Maybe you raised it in one toast too many, huh?

Oh, I see you heard about last night, huh? Oh, the gray ladies are buzzing.

You got quite a nurse there that Brancusi.

Very efficient.

Performs her job admirably. Oh, she's one of our best.

Hey, Doc, do me a favor, would you?

Just tell her to lay off the sympathy treatment, okay?

I'm sure she has better ways to spend her evenings than with a cripple.

Well, from now on, I'm sticking with old Bertha here.

What do you think, Doc? Any hope for her?

I'd like to keep you in the hospital here a little while longer.

What?

I was talking about the camera being terminal, not me.

I'm talking about your legs.

I'd like to run some tests.

What for?

Well, there's a chance that an operation might get you out of that wheelchair.

Well, it sounds simple enough to me.

Just open me up, find the switch marked walk, and just flip it on.

Well, it looks like I don't have much else going for me, does it?

How about it?

If the tests confirm what I hope they will, would you agree to an operation?

An angulated fracture compromising the spinal canal.

A complete block on the myelogram at T5 and T6.

Well, you were right.

A lucky guess.

Yeah, I heard that's how you new guys operate.

There's two ways to approach it.

The posterior approach was originally tried, it failed.

I try an anterior.

Well, you want to be the bearer of good news?

First thing in the morning.

You like it?

I just thought I'd add a few touches here and there. Make it be more like

home.

What a silly goose. I am your new scrub nurse. I'm Dorothy Pitt, but you can

call me Dottie.

Oh, I can't tell you how excited I was when I heard that you needed a new

nurse. I just scurried down here as fast as my feet would take me.

Well, I had a wonderful time doing this. I had fun doing this.

After all, Satan does find mischief for idle hands.

Excuse me.

Yes?

Is this your wife?

Ex.

I'll be right there.

We have an emergency in O.R.

An emergency?

Oh, what a treat.

Oh, what an unexpected surprise.

Yes, for me too, Miss Pitts.

Dottie? Dottie.

Hey,

Gloria.

What's wrong with you and Pettit? I thought you guys were an item.

Good morning to you too, Dr. Gates.

I really don't see where that's any business of yours.

It is when he's my patient.

Look, he's going to be going through a lot in the next few days. Just ease off

on the mercy campaign, okay?

Mercy campaign?

He said that?

Well, he mentioned your sympathy treatment.

I'm not blaming you. It was a nice gesture you made last night, but it's

just that guys like Pettit can tell when somebody's overcompensating.

Overcompensating? I was overcompensating.

Has it occurred to anybody that maybe I was in his room for other reasons?

Maybe I just... Wait a minute. Why am I telling this to you?

Let's get one thing straight.

Like it or not, between the hours of ten to six, my duty is to keep you as

comfortable as possible.

However, after hours, you're no longer any concern of mine. I am free to come

and go as I please.

If I do choose to see you after said time, don't flatter yourself to think

it's because you've got some hot shot nurse dying to play Florence

Nightingale. I'm doing it solely because I'm a glutton for punishment from

obnoxious boars like you.

You really think I'm obnoxious?

Obnoxious, conceited, arrogant, and impossible.

So you've got one more chance.

Tonight, 6.15, this time I'll supply the drinks on one condition.

You leave that crummy disposition of yours at home.

I got a better idea.

You're perfectly safe.

She's registered.

Excuse me. I have other patients to attend to. Other patients should be so

lucky.

Oh, sorry I interrupted.

So am I.

I hope you've got a good excuse.

I do. I've got good news. My theory was right. There's a piece of bone pressing

on your spinal cord.

Oh, and that's good news, huh?

It is if we remove it. Now, Dr. Clark, our chief of neurosurgery, said that

there's a good possibility your legs could regain function.

Hasn't any doctor mentioned this to you before?

No one.

Well, we'd like to schedule surgery as soon as... Sorry, Doc. I'm going to have

to pass on that one.

Pass?

The last time we talked... I changed my mind since the last time we talked.

Pettit, this could put you on your feet. You could be walking.

And I also could be dead, Doctor.

Now, haven't you heard?

Operations can kill people, too.

Now, damn it!

Subject is closed.

My, this is exhilarating.

Yeah, almost got it.

Another clamp, nurse.

Call me Dottie.

Would you look at those hands?

Those aren't the hands of a surgeon. I don't know what they are.

Well, for the sake of the patient, let's hope they are the hands of a surgeon.

Sponge, nurse.

Dottie. Oh, that's such beautiful work, John.

That ugly little duodenum looks just as good as new.

Oh, this is a real treat for me.

And a real treat for us, too, Doctor.

Yes, sirree, Dr.

John. We're all real proud of you. You're just doing a marvelous job.

Sure are.

Well, let's all hear it for Dr.

John. Hey, let's hear it. I'll go.

We'll have a ride for Dr.

John.

Oh. Hi.

Hello.

You taking up photography?

A little nosy, aren't you?

Oh, oh, excuse me.

It's okay.

A person can't even wrap a present in peace.

Say, you two haven't seen Riverside around, have you?

I think I saw him on the first floor.

Good, then I'm going to the fourth.

Look, I'll get out of your hair in just a minute, but first I need a couple of

answers. Okay, could you hand me the paper and tape behind you? In the back.

Has Pettit mentioned anything to you about his surgery?

What surgery?

Well, that answers that question.

Surgery on his legs. Could make him walk again.

Are you serious?

Of course I'm serious. I'm in my serious suit, aren't I?

Why hasn't he mentioned it to me?

More than that, why did he turn it down?

He said no? Yes. Yes?

No, first he said yes, then he said no.

No?

Yes. I can't figure him.

I have a feeling you want me to help you find out why, right?

Would you?

Doctor, I've absolutely no influence in the matter. I'm just his nurse.

Of course you are.

We give all our patients a tripod with their lunch.

See what you can find out.

What does it take to get through to you people?

The answer is no.

See, Dr.

Gates says there's a good chance that you could get out of this wheelchair.

I am managing fine now the way I am. Got it?

Why just manage when you can have it all?

Oh, I see.

Well, maybe we're finally hitting on the real problem here.

Now, maybe the problem isn't me.

Maybe it's you.

Maybe you don't want to get involved with a cripple when you can have a whole

man. Matthew. After all, I mean, why settle for half when you can have more?

Matthew, stop it.

All right.

Look, I can cope with the way I am.

Now, if you really care, you'd accept me just like this.

I do care.

Very much.

I don't want you to do anything you don't want to do.

That's what I wanted to hear.

Why gamble with the odds when you've got a sure thing right here

Why

don't

you just put them over there and have a good time

Oh, John, you shouldn't have.

It's quite a blast.

Well, I spare no expense for Dad.

Caviar, champagne punch, live music.

Could have fooled me.

Where the heck is Dad?

Everybody, Dad will be here in probably just a couple of minutes. And, well, I

know you're just all going to love him.

We've got better music and intensive care.

Dr. Watts, please call the operating room.

Yeah, boy, wouldn't you know, I'd get the night shift.

Oh, I hope I'm not late.

ready to party.

Well, it's getting late, Stan, and I've got to go.

Thanks again.

I don't understand it.

It's not like Dad to not show up to his own party.

Hey, hey, hey!

Where's everybody going?

Uh, you really lucked out, Jackpot. The party's over.

Already? It died a merciful death.

All those dance lessons.

Right down the drain.

Hey, it's still early. You, uh, care to join me in the Titanic for a nightcap?

Ah, thanks. His name is... Matthew Pettit.

Sorry, visiting hours are over.

No visitors at all? Those are the rules.

Just members of the immediate family can visit after hours. I am immediate

family. I'm his wife.

Hello, Matthew.

Well, this is an unexpected surprise.

What is this?

Visit a hopeless cause week?

Well, I see you haven't changed. Same old bundle of charm.

I've been out of town. Your landlady told me you were here.

It's too bad.

If you'd have waited a little longer, you would have missed me altogether.

I'd check out tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

Can't very well stick around here.

These clowns think they can make me walk again.

There's, uh, nothing you need?

Nothing!

I suppose that'll take a big load off your mind.

That's it, Matthew. Why beat around the bush when you can go right for the

throat? Look, nobody invited you here.

I don't need anything.

So why don't you leave?

I know how you hate hospitals and sick people.

You really should move along before you catch something.

Matthew, I want to help.

Help?

Don't you think it's a little late for that?

In case you haven't heard, Rosalind, I've been managing beautifully without

you for quite some time.

Maybe I should come back when you're in a better mood.

Please.

Please.

Don't you think you're carrying this concerned wife bit a little too far?

Yes.

Perhaps I am.

Here. Say when.

I can really pick them, can't I?

Married.

Allow me to take credit for that one.

It was my idea to take you off emergency. I thought you might meet

somebody who'd get your mind off that other creep.

Oh, congratulations, Doctor.

It worked.

Yeah.

Well, what do we do now?

We do nothing.

I go home, put ice on my eyes, and resubmit my card for computer dating.

Come on. Now, the guy owes you an explanation. You've been lied to and

dumped on. And folded and spindled and mutilated.

Really? Thanks for your concern.

I'm just going to have to handle this my own way.

Being totally open and above board, I'll confront him straight on and demand an

explanation.

Tomorrow.

morning doc dr riverside poor guy

here's old man boogie the night away at a roller disco

hi hey what were you this morning i looked for a

breakfast you didn't come by ah the astute judge of character that i am

something tells me we're not speaking is that it we're not speaking ah aha

We're not speaking.

Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute. You're going to tell me what's

wrong. Gloria, hold on a second. Will you tell me what's wrong?

Ah, I just figured it out.

You found out about my night visitor, right?

Well, I suppose you want an explanation, huh?

I want to explain.

Gloria, will you just... This thing doesn't go that fast. Will you just wait

a second so I... Excuse me, excuse me, ma'am.

Gloria, will you just hold on one second?

Wait a minute, Gloria.

I'm separated.

What did you say?

Oh.

I said I'm separated.

Now, like it or not, you're going to listen.

I thought of telling you before, but I figured there was no reason. We've been

separated for months.

What happened?

This.

She couldn't deal with my handicap. She just wasn't strong enough.

Not like you.

Matthew, she must have loved you.

I don't think so.

It was just something she couldn't accept.

He thinks I couldn't handle it.

You see, I thought if I didn't cater to my husband's handicap, neither would he.

Problem is, then he accused me of not caring at all, so I tried another

approach, catering to his every whim.

Nothing I did seemed to convince him I could deal with his paralysis.

Mrs. Pettit, about your husband's paralysis.

You know, there is surgery. I know all about the surgery, Doctor. No, we're not

talking about the surgery performed at the time of the accident. We're talking

about a different procedure that could actually put him on his feet again.

Yes, I know. Other doctors have suggested it.

Your husband knew about the surgery before this?

And he turned it down?

He'd have nothing to do with it.

When he did that, I knew it was the end of us.

I finally realized Matthew had rejected a chance to help himself.

He was never going to get better.

I had to get out before he destroyed both of us.

What about now?

Maybe he's changed his mind since then.

I don't think you understand.

Before his accident, Matthew was just another face in the crowd.

Then suddenly he became someone special.

He's a novelty, unique.

You take away his wheelchair, you take away his excuses.

He becomes just like everyone else the way he used to be.

Then he'd have a real handicap.

There's no possibility of your talking him into the surgery.

That's why I came to see you.

I'm the last one he'd listen to.

Good luck.

Yes, Brancusi on duty.

I tell her to stay there. I want to talk to her.

Just get me away from Riverside. That's all I ask. There's got to be something

else. There are no openings for a scrub nurse, Dart. Scrub nurse? Who's talking

about a scrub nurse? At this point, I'd work the gift shop.

Well, there is one opening.

A doctor requested a new nurse only this morning.

I knew he would.

I knew he would. That money's soap.

Predictable.

You want to run that story by me one more time?

You know, the one about your wife who doesn't understand.

There seems to be another version floating around.

Excuse me, ma'am. Have you seen Nurse Brancusi? You know, the one with the

friendly smile and the nice disposition?

It's not going to work this time, Mr. Pettit.

Dr. Gates and I just had a nice long talk.

I thought we settled the problem of my wife.

I thought so, too, but you left out the part where you drove her away.

Since when did you become an authority on my married life?

Since I learned that you knew about the operation and refused it a year ago.

You know, funny how that all slipped your mind.

Hey, come on, Gloria.

Is this any way to treat a guy who just wants a little love and understanding?

Boy, you've really got it down to a science, don't you?

You know, you actually made me feel guilty for wanting to see you well.

You know, you were real lucky to find me. I was a perfect sucker for your

routine. Fell for everything.

Guilty, Your Honor.

Maybe we were both a little guilty for using each other.

Maybe it seemed like a great solution to both our problems But it's not gonna

work It's too late for you and me Matthew, but if you're lucky just might

not be too late for you and your wife

Mama

are you sure that my wife didn't leave a message?

No, not a thing doctor.

Will you okay this?

That's right. I forgot you were checking out.

Wait a minute. This is a surgery release form.

Never been a whiz at legal documents.

Maybe you can show me where I sign.

Right there.

Thank you.

But the best part of the movie was they could only kill the creature with one

thing. Peanut butter.

There's the deer.

We need to bite more bone away.

Boy, was it disgusting. Once the hero threw all that peanut butter on him, the

creature's skin started melting away.

Nurse, I'll need another clamp.

I knew you would. I already have it.

Oh, how long you been standing there?

Ever since we began.

I thought you'd recognize me by my eyes.

Some people you recognize by their mouth.

It's good to be back.

What took you so long?

You couldn't help feeling sorry for the creature, wailing and screeching. Poor

little fella.

Peanut butter.

Nurse, would you put a clamp on that man's jaw? We've got work to do.

Dr. Keel, please call your office.

Mrs.

Pettit? Yes.

My husband, I just... He's fine.

Surgery went well.

Would you like to see him?

No, I just wanted to... Well, I thought he might... Need a few things.

Oh, would you mind giving him this back?

I'm awful sorry. I'm going off duty now.

Why don't you give it to him? It'd mean a lot.

Dr. Branca, please call the OR.

Dr. Mervyn Branca, call the OR.

You mean I can run in next year's marathon?

Feet and all?

We just settle for two years from now, and, you know, it's going to take a lot

of time and a lot of work.

Oh, excuse me, I just thought I... No, that's all right. We were just going.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Hi.

Know anybody in the market for a used wheelchair?

Low mileage.

Knowing you, you'll probably do something dumb with it, like make it

into a planter.

That's not a bad idea.

There's that spot in our den right next to the fireplace.

That corner always needed something.

Could hold a huge philodendron.

Okay, you win.

It can stay.

But you're the one that's gonna have to feed it.

Oh, I'm glad you're still here.

They're going to be okay, aren't they? Oh, sure.

How about you? You going to be okay?

Me? I'm fine.

Win some, you lose some.

Hey, I have this really great idea. You know, there's a guy at 212. A single

attorney. Nice fella.

And if not him, I know a brilliant chief surgeon. 51 years of age. We can go up

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